Hentalicious adventures in space! (H-star, sorta system)

[SidheLady]

Okay.

I have a loose idea for a setting and would like to run a game. I am currently thinking the group would be a crew of remnants, part of the Godtech Retreival Services. We can get upto all sorts of hijinks.

Here we go, the basic info. (more will be coming)

H-Star Reboot

Concept: Galaxy rebuilding after the empire of the gods was overthrown several centuries ago. Several Galactic empires remain from before the fall of the gods, several powers have risen up since afterwards as well. The “Remnant”, the created servants and children of the gods remain as a sort of impartial network of peacekeepers (and occasionally warlords).

Technology is based on god-tech, or the technology seeded by the gods for uplifting lesser races, or the manipulation of power, the raw basis of the universe. Much of the technology uses power generated by Lustium systems, turning sex, raw pleasure and desire into power.

Interstar travel by accessing the “dream-layer” where laws of physics are far more malleable, requires a navigator.

Three major threats are the Inju, demon-like lust-feeders, the ancient enemies of the gods. The Crusade of Harrow, believers that the only way to defeat the inju are through abstinence, powers and bases technology on pain. Creatures released or escaped from the dream-layer, sometimes known as Fantasts or Nightmares.

Creating a Remnant

1.   Choose your path
Warrior
Servant
Companion
Builders
Byblow/ Godborn (those born with the genetics of the gods or goddesses)

2.   Assign your abilities, choose 3.
Tech: Your abilities are based on advanced technologies
Skill/ Training: Your abilities are based on advanced training
Implants: You have extensive implants throughout your body
Godtech: You have one or more pieces of godtech
Navigation: You have the ability to navigate dreamspace
Power: You can manipulate and shape power, a cross between magic and psy.
Flesh Alchemy: Command over your biochemistry
Dream-weave: Shape and manipulate the matter of the dream-layer
AI: An AI installed in your brain to enhance your ability
Legion: Alien body parts, implanted throughout the body to enhance.
Sheeth: Retractable, living biomechical armour
Skyn: Living, bonded symbiote
Flowform: Bio-powered shapeshifting.
Infused: Infused with extra-dimensional material
Holotech: Your abilities use hard light holograms
Aspects: You can shift between racial aspects. You have one aspect to each of the paths.
Modular: you are made of modular, easily replacable or augmented parts
Psy: You can read minds, sense emotions
Suggestion: You can implant suggestions and commands in others.

3.   Assign your traits choose 4. Gets 1 free from path.
Combat Ready – Warriors
Analytical – Servants
Seductive – Companion
Handy – Builders
Godtech sensitivity – Godborn

Other traits are based on skills and hobbies. These should be descriptive like Ace Pilot, Card Shark, Barfly, Brawler…

4.   Assign a pool of 10 history points.
History is used to develop backstory and ability.

5.   Determine Badass, Style and Reserves. Spread 20 points between the four.
Badass – Raw awesome ability
Style – Training, more graceful ability
Smarts – Intellectual abilities
Reserves – Power reserves, used for abilities

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A Brief system

The system is Diceless. If you need to put effort into something you need to Assign points from Badass, Style, Smarts or Reserves, depending on how you are doing it (if you are using an ability, at least 1 from Reserves should be used).

Additional points come from Traits, History or description/ environment.

Recharging your pools are done through sex.

Using Dice is similar, although instead of points, each one is a d10, which needs to roll vs 7, for successes.

H-Star Intro

The gods once ruled the stars themselves.

At the height of their power, the celestial empire of the gods reached from one end of the galaxy to the other, filled with all kinds of wonder both natural and created by the gods. The gods were once like every other race, however, they found ascension through their impossible technologies, until they were simply the gods. They ruled upon high from temple-cities made from star-stuff and walked space in impossible ships of gold and dreams.

But, like all empires, corruption soon began to fall to corruption, the gods became less interested in discovery and wonder, and became more insular and hedonistic, concerned with their own pleasures and staving off the boredom that comes with eternity.

They indulged in all forms of pleasures, from the pleasures of the flesh all the way to the more Machiavellian of pleasures of schemes and planning to destroy their enemies. During this time the gods became fractured and factionalised, often conflicting between each other but just as often through puppets, uplifting races and turning them against each other, sometimes overtly, other times subtly.

Thus, the great games were created, cycles of creation and destroying other races, seeding and uplifting, changing them beyond recognition. Of course, not all races took their destruction easily, some fought back, but, often they were toyed with and destroyed with the survivors added in some way to the gods own legions of servants.

Of course, even with all of the gods power, this state of affairs wouldn’t hold, and secret alliances were formed, whispered pacts in the dark until the entire universe rose up against the gods. Nothing could have prepared them for conflict on this scale and a galactic uprising was different to incursions from dark space of Inju, the strange Never-were from dream space or the occasional uprising they had suffered for so long.

Despite all of this, the uprising was one of desperation, and when it began to succeed, and began to slay gods, the entire galaxy was astounded. The servants of the slain gods often joined with the uprising, they had been held down with chains of genetic need or fear and had often been subject to brutalities that the other races couldn’t even dream of.

This was one of the things that helped the uprising, it was rumoured that even some of the gods, not seduced entirely by their own desires helped them. But, as they were losing, the gods became desperate and brought out weapons and horrors designed to end the uprising or destroy the universe trying.

Entire worlds died, the fabric of the universe was torn and rend in unnatural ways. Things that should never have been were inflicted upon helpless populations in the ultimate act of cowardice in the last days. The uprising ended the day the last god lay dead on the ground…and the universe rejoiced.

The Remnant
They are an oddity in the universe, a totally artificial race. They were created, moulded and shaped by the gods to be their servants


State of the universe
It has been five centuries since the end of the uprising, and the universe still bears terrible scars. Civilisation has retreated to small patches and enclaves of ruthlessly protected space, with monsters, bandits and raiders preying upon those who explore the lonely dark.

The alliance didn’t survive the end of uprising, and it broke apart less than two years later. It had been unexpectedly successful but, the only thing holding the races and factions together had been the threat of the gods. With that threat gone, and the promise of power that godtech held was too much to resist. More than just the alliance breaking, it was less than a decade before the first interstellar wars and conflicts sprang up.

The servants of the gods (or the Remnant as they came to be known as), tried to step away from the galaxy, to try and find a direction now they had broken the chains of the gods, however, they were pulled back into galactic politics as neutral parties and arbiters between nations.


Material of the gods

Lustium: Converts lust, passion, desire into power.
Agonite: Converts pain, suffering and death into power

Lee Pearls: Releases Oxygen
Steelsilk: Flexible fabric, as tough as steel
Dreamweed: Dredge from the dreamlayer
Quicksilver: Metallic compound which hardens when power is run through it
Orichalum: Red-gold metal of incredible toughness
Jura Beans: Very filling, highly nutritious beans.
Gossamer: Fabric refined from the dreamlayer through a plant
Bubble Grapes: Very fragile, very sweet bubble-like grapes
Geminite Weave: Gemstone-like cloth
Nova Stone: Supernova created jewels
Biome Spice: Spice taking on tastes unique to the environment it grows in
Dragon Hide: Incredibly tough hide/ scaled leather
Resso Flower: Flower of strangler vine, aphrodisiac incense/ perfume
Resso Fruit: Fertility fruits
Glastex: flexible, glass like latex liquid which hardens into semi-see through latex
Ambrosia: Sensory enhancer with euphoric side effects
Semonite: A naturally occurring rock candy, with a salty thick liquid core

Blood Amber:
Taxon Coral
Space Ammonite
Nuerite Thread
Praxis Incense

Let me know if your interested!

[Tolvo]

I'm interested. ^_^

[stormwyrm]

Now this is interesting. And hopefully I can get my artist to work on it too. :P I suppose anime/manga style art is not unwelcome.

[Arcanist]

Definitely interested

[SidheLady]

Now this is interesting. And hopefully I can get my artist to work on it too. :P I suppose anime/manga style art is not unwelcome.

Nope, I want photo's of actual aliens....(okay, that is a total joke, any art is welcome. Although, if you do have actual pictures of aliens....)

A little bit of clarification and system have been added

[pdragon]

Interested as well.

[Solistair]

This looks good

[Dingo]

I'm interested as well.

[ThatFantasticBard]

This looks like fun, definitely interested!

[SidheLady]

Awesome, so, if we begin to have some characters, that'd be super awesome!

[Solistair]

Could I get some more detail regarding the Remnant paths like what a Companion does, etc. ? Also how recharging your pool (ability pool?) through sex works.

[Laughing Hyena]

Color me interested, drafting a character sheet if you do not mind.

[pdragon]

Name: Kallium
Nickname/Designation: The Dancer, Kal
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Size: 5'6 137 lbs

Background: Kallium was originally created not for combat, but for pleasure. A "companion" servant molded to the exact and...unique fancies of his god creator, shaped as the 'ideal' mixture of masculine and feminine traits, imbued with telepathic abilities to allow him to better understand and please his master. For the majority of his life he had acted as his god's chief concubine, spending most of the great war happily rutting in bed, providing much needed escapism for his increasingly desperate master.

However this was not to last. As the war spilled into his god's personal domain they had grown more and more desperate for fighters, bodies they could shove between the mortals and themselves to extend their own life. Eventually not just Kallium, but all of his master's servants had been forcefully converted and drilled into makeshift combat units, though surprisingly the simple pleasure slave had turned out to be one of the most capable of all of them. His nimble body lent a deadly speed and grace to his fighting, and his empathetic abilities allowed him to easily read his opponents in the midst of battle. Soon he was cutting swathes across the battlefield like an elegant dancer, and it was from this that he took his title.

Unfortunately old habits were hard to break, and as the end of the war, the end of the entire god race, became more and more apparent, Kallium's master began to hold him back as well. Feeling the war was lost anyways his master dragged Kallium off the battlefield and back into their chambers, simply wanting to fuck away the last days of their existence. The boy thusly had little first hand recollection of the last days of the war, having spent them all confined in his master's chambers, caught within an eternal haze of pleasure and pain as his master's rutting grew more desperate and frenzied. His wake up call came in the form a blade piercing through his master's back as they laid on top of him, and to this day Kallium muses that if he had been on top instead, he probably would have gotten run through as well with no hesitation. He adapted quickly enough, playing the helpless, confused servant girl to spare him any retaliation himself. In fact in his current state none of the mortal soldiers even recognized him as The Dancer who had once cleaved through their infantry like butter. Kallium was quick to fall in with the other remnants, believing there would be safety in their number should the rebelling forces ever decide they also deserved judgement for the gods' actions.

Personality: Kallium is shrewd and pragmatic both on the battlefield and off. He is one to take advantage of every possible benefit he can when dealing with others, both physical and mental, often relying just as much on misdirection and manipulation than brute force. Due to his short stature and slender frame he is used to being underestimated, something he uses to his advantage to throw his foes off guard, something made easier by his psyonic abilities. More than anything Kallium values control, being in control of a situation, being in control of someone's reactions, and most importantly being in control of his own fate...for someone literally born to be a servant the idea of being in control is akin to ascension in his mind, and maintaining it is what allows him to be more than just his master's creation. Of course this mentality easily leads to him being incredibly arrogant, Kallium constantly assuring himself that he's really in control of any situation he finds himself in, regardless of how true it is or not. He carries himself with a confident swagger, and oozes a scummy charisma that is just as off putting as it is enthralling.

Equipment: Kallium's suit is specially designed from a combination of Steelsilk, Glastex, and Geminite, each material integrated in different ways to create the optimal mix of protection and flexibility, allowing him full range of movement at all times. His main weapon is a plasma-edged spear, the head of which containing a hidden laser blaster for ranged use when needed. He is trained in the use of other weapons, but for the most part he keeps his load out simple and unencumbering.

Ons: Oral of all kinds (including rimming), Anal, group, gang-bang, rough, outdoor, light bondage (no pain emphasis), pet-play, food play (particularly using cum as/on food), cum play, large cocks, unsafe sex, non-con, curvy/well endowed characters, thighs, moderate corruption/degradation.
Offs: heavy bondage, excessively mean doms (unless part of a larger character-arc), orgasm denial, being forced to drink their own cum, feet, blood, guro, scat.

Stats
Path: Warrior
Abilities: Tech - Skill/ Training - Psy
Traits: Combat Ready – Acrobat - Hustler - Experienced Whore
History Points: 3 withheld
"Best of both Worlds"
"Favored Lover"
"War Veteran"
"Endurer of God's Lust"
"Deadly Dancer"
"Cute Charlatan"
"Semen Demon"
 
Badass – 4
Style – 8
Smarts – 5
Reserves – 3

[SidheLady]

Could I get some more detail regarding the Remnant paths like what a Companion does, etc. ? Also how recharging your pool (ability pool?) through sex works.

OKay, The gods liked to specialist their toys (servants, followers...whatever) and they often did this on the genetic level, adding gifts and abilities that make the line the best at it's chosen duties. So, the path is simply this specialisation. Okay, while they can crossbreed/ interbreed, this will be the strongest talent in that case.

Warriors are the soldiers, fighters and generals of the god's military and protective forces. Warriors tend to be aggressive and need to fight.
Companions are the courtesans, pleasure slaves and often personal assistants of the gods. They gods enjoyed pretty things to look at, and trained them in the arts of sex, seduction, pleasure and performance. Companions need touch like warriors need to fight, not always sexual but they need casual touch and dont do well alone.
Servants were simply that, they were the rank and file of the gods household and empire. They filled the role from farmers and crafts-people to smiths and maids (if the god didn't use companions for this). They are very hard working, and very skilled in crafts and services. Servants need direction, while they are competant in their jobs, they can be unsure of themselves.
Builders constructed and maintained the larger things needed by the gods, from buildings to spaceships. They are able to build, maintain and repair large or heavily constuctions. Builders need to work, and they tend to be quite clumsy.
Byblow/ Godborn They had no roles other than the one given to them, if they were achowlaged (or not outright killed). Thye tend to fulfil the upper ranks of the remnant society, as well as academia. Byblows often are arrogant and find it easier to command than do it themselves. Byblows do have the talent to sense godtech around them, and having it installed is far less dangerous.

as for second, how sex recharges

Um  *mummble, mummble, mummble....reasons....*

Not good enough? fine

It helps restore the energy and will as well as any lustium the person has implanted or wearing, through ambient energies. All emotions give off emotions, sex, desire and lust, as well as pain, agony and death being the strongest.

Only the bad guys harness agnoite, rememeber kids, winners dont use agonite


P-dragon....fucking awesome, seriously. If you want some help putting your history traits up, pm me

[pdragon]

To be honest I don't know what I'm even supposed to do with History points. It says they're used for backstory and abilities, but it doesn't specify HOW or what abilities they're supposed to be for. Also is say to "alot" 10 points, but doesn't list any categories to actually put them in.

[SidheLady]

It's like your talents, but, based from your backstory.

So, batman would have "defined by tragedy" or "dead parents"
Superman could have "small town boy" or "last son of krypton"

with yours lets have a look....

how about "best of both worlds", "gods favorite"... It's just an additional way of fleshing out your character's backstory

[pdragon]

Alright, and how exactly do points work in regard to these? Should I just put ten different identifiers?

[SidheLady]

Yeah, put them into different identifiers.

However, if you want, you can hold some (no more than half) back to assign later...I would like some nice flashbacks when you announce you are assigning

[pdragon]

Alright, I think I understand it. I've edited my profile accordingly.

[SidheLady]

Awesome, I'd love to know the stories behind some of them...*giggles*

[Zaer Darkwail]

Name: Valdorion
Nickname/Designation: The Maker, Val
Gender: Male
Orientation: Hetero, bi-curious (futas)
Size: 7'6 300 lbs

Background:

Valdorion is bioengineered son of goddess Veleera, who governed fire, creation, arts and burning passions like love and lust. Veleera considered Valdorion a failure; he was born hideous (by her standards) and so she assigned him for one task and duty only; to craft and create beautiful things for her. As even if she was patron of arts, she herself lacked skill creating them besides imagination. So Valdorion worked aeons on crafting; creating her golden palace, jewelry, clothes, machine soldiers which eventually grew to become golden legion. Indestructible constructs which even when shattered they rebuild themselves and even could merge into monstrous titanic forms when pressured. He crafted many godtech creations with using forge of creation inside her golden palace.

Veleera had countless lovers and in later age of corruption of gods she grew vain and whimsical, less interested on beauty of crafting she became greedy for crafted beauty and also glutton for carnal pleasures. Not even once Valdorion was graced by her presence or any other created servant what she created. As galaxy rebelled, Veleera send all her remnants in battle; but not Valdorion which she was ashamed of from showing him even if her life was threatened! Eventually rebels managed break through golden legion after immense casualties and breached defenses of golden palace and Veleera was already depressed and set to die gloriously....with a big bang. She had even told her remaining servants to leave the palace; remind galaxy of beauty which they destroyed with their very excistence. As rebels broke to throne room, one servant had rebelled against her orders; Valdorion.

He stood alone before rebel forces and fought, displaying that despite years being crafter he was also master of very weapons he had ever forged for other servants and gods! Veleera was shocked from the defiance and demanded Valdorion to leave her! Leave her to die! She was dying in embarassment alone for showing Valdorion in all his fiery ugliness before the rebel army! Valdorion words then shocked her as he replied; "From all created beautiful things I ever made, the one I treasure most is one which I never created nor can create."

Valdorion's words got through Veleera, the vain goddess reminded once the true values and virtues which she once treasured. Beauty was not always on surface; but beneath the surface as well. In that moment she realized errors she made and was crushed with realization of them and grave deed she almost did; in her final act she freed Valdorion entirely from her service and used her powers to throw Valdorion off the golden palace and let herself be killed.....without a big bang as she once planned. Rebel forces looted and scavenged the palace all beautiful things, crafted items and treasury empty and it helped majorly fuel the resources on rebel army and give them arms and weapons to battle against the gods.

Valdorion became bitter, bit of recluse remnant for remaining time of the war. He was not blind on flaws of his goddess but even in her worst he still loved her like any son does a mother. However he did not strike upon mortal races as he foresaw their own destruction and wars they soon waged for over god's treasures they held. He saw the greed in their eyes as they looted his mother's palace after all. So it was not far shot predict wars which came after. Now presently he is wandering remnant who occassion crafts and forges, but not for pay but for inspiration and purpose. Age of gods ended but he and other remnants remaining, finding kindred spirit in fellow remnants who each one had their own tales and stories. But united in that they are last remaining echo of age before present one.

Personality: Valdorion is man of simple pleasures, find happiness on simple things. He is humble but sametime holds bitter undertone when addressing mortal beings, expections can and come to excist, but overall he has no high opinions of present era rulers and their subjects. His true passions are beauty and creating it, he is not driven by greed so no king can pay him build a golden palace. But fair princess wish could be granted if he views it to be beautiful and innocent by his standards. Many come seek his craft but rarely he grants gifts. Only expection could be other remnants whom he could repair their precious godtech gear or give them item of wonder as a casual gift. Valdorion has vowed to never craft godtech, even if capable but he wants honor the past era not trying re-create it by himself. Overall otherwise he is man of honor but also fiery temper when roused. He perhaps did not inherit Veleera's beauty, but her burning golden caring heart he did.

Equipment:

Ons: Same as with player (ons/offs link signature)
Offs: Same as with player (ons/offs link signature)

Stats
Path: Godborn
Abilities: Godtech - Holotech - Power
Traits: Godtech sensitivity - Master Crafter - Immensely Strong - Lord of Fire - God's Work
History Points: (3 witheld)
"Unfavored Son"
"Unloved by those close to him"
"Loyalty beyond duty"
"Create things imagined by others"
"Provider of wondrous objects"
"Purveyor of beauty"
"Honorable"

Badass – 8
Style – 2
Smarts – 2
Reserves – 8

[SidheLady]

Very Nice Zaer! very nice!

One question...your last trait XXX, is that to be assigned, or a sex thing?

[Dingo]

Name: Rati
Nickname/Designation: Doc, Blue, Mother of Misery, Mistress
Gender: futa
Size: 1.82m 69kg.

Background: Rati's original function was very much like her current one. She was made to keep her master's other playthings alive and nurture them back to wholeness, so he could break them over and over again. Her master was a cruel God, and he delighted in tormenting Rati as much as any others. Her torment came in the form of being responsible for his playthings. Her reward was freedom from his direct predations and the hatred of her adoring children. It is almost impossible not to like the blue haired, blue eyed woman, as every bit of her is delicately tailored to make her addictive in both a very literal as figurative sense.

Her skill as a physician rivals what only the Gods and their technology could achieve, and her skills have saved the life of many, before during and after the war. Her body is capable of creating nearly any poison, drug or medicine, as well as some other things, and in her long life she has managed to suppress her natural addictive nature. Her addictiveness another cruel joke inflicted on her by, but eventually turned against her master. And lastly the God-Tech that courses through her whole system. It keeps her alive and healthy, in her prime. And she can extend this gift to others, bringing them back from any injury, even states of mostly dead, at a terrible price. The God-Tech rebuilds them, rewires them, and restores them to their prime form, but also link them to her, making her the most important person in their existence.

It was the combination of things, that made the God give her the title of Mistress, but the people subjected to her God's whims called her the Mother of Misery. Behind her back, as those who were in her thrall, would not like to see their Mother be insulted as such. It was she who send them back to him, because she asked them to. Because her conditioning left her too weak to say no to him. Even as with The Uprising in full swing, she kept putting the people together, binding them to her, and sending them back to her master. But even then she won a small victory, as those bound to her realized how much she abhorred violence, how much it pained her to see suffering, and they tried to keep themselves 'neutral', offering passive assistance to those sides that would keep the suffering to the least. At first that was the God, but as his numbers dwindled under assault after assault, his soldiers shirking their duty to not upset the Mother of Misery any more.

And it was then he came to her, in all his fury and anger, and ordered her outright to command them to attack. And something inside of Rati broke right then. She said: "No." to him for the first time in her existence. Angry he ordered his loyal warriors to attack her and end her, but she was defended by her children. The price for that was the death of the God, but in his death he unleashed a plague upon the world that killed everybody. Everybody, but the woman, he had given the ability to heal from everything. Even against her will. One final torment inflicted upon her.

Personality: Rati is a warm and caring person, who loves to cook, garden, and generally does her best to make sure that people resolve their conflicts and get along. She will do her best to treat any injury or illness. She will also resist any attempts to deliberate cause harm to others, unless you can convince her that doing so will reduce the harm to more people.

Equipment: Doctor's gear and mostly decent and professional clothes.

Ons: Being willingly worshipped, likes being the top, exhibitionism, voyeurism.
Offs: Being otherwise worshipped, causing, inflicting or receiving pain, non-con, shit.

Note on Ons&Offs

These are Rati's ons and offs.

Stats
Path: Companion
Abilities:

• Skill/Training - Rati was trained by a God to be a physician and she has been doing that job for a very long time.
• Flesh Alchemy - Panacea, medicine, poison, drugs, if it was not for her mastery of her own body, she'd leave many people addicted to her presence.
• God-Tech - Her blessing and her curse. It keeps her in her prime, and gives her the ability to inflict that fate on others too. The price for that is that Rati becomes the most important person in your life. Which might sound as a small price to pay, but Rati feels different about that.

Traits: Seductive, Kitchen Princess, Very Easy To Talk To, Green Thumbs, Eyes You Can Drown In.
History Points: 4 withheld

• "Addictive Physiology"
• "Complete Pacifist"
• "Older Than She Looks"
• "Always Gets Better"
• "Physician's Duty"
• "Fearless"

Badass – 1
Style – 8
Smarts – 7
Reserves – 4

[Arcanist]

Delphi

Nickname/Designation: Living Battery
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bi-sexual
Height: 5’
Weight: 95ibs

Stats
Path:  Godborn
Abilities:
Navigation – Delphi has the ability to navigate dream space
Lustium Implants – The core of her creation, Lustium Implants. She is able to convert lust, passion and desire into Power.
Living Battery – A unique ability, created by the Goddess of Prophecy, gave Delphi the ability to enhance and recharge the abilities and powers of herself. Being close to Delphi, others found their abilities to be enhanced, however her real powers are even stronger than that, each time Delphi is brought to orgasm, she charges and enhances the abilities and powers of others with great effect.

Traits:
Godtech Sensitivity
Navigator
Lucky
Pilot Extraordinaire
Never Lost

History Points: 3 withheld
Empathic
Sheltered
Enhanced Sensitivity
Innocence
Curiosity
Need to “Be Protected”
God-Tech

Badass – 2
Style – 5
Smarts –  3
Reserves - 10

Background:
Themis, the Goddess of divine law and order was also the goddess of prophecy. To enhance her abilities, she created, using her genetic material and the advanced tech available to her, a living battery. Delphi was thus created. Her abilities quickly surpassed Themis’ expectations. Delphi not only could absorb power but recharge her abilities. In fact, just by having her around her, her abilities were enhanced. Delphi has become a living battery. However, unexpectedly, Delphi could recharge the abilities of everyone that ‘used’ her, despite the precaution Themis made of using her own genetic material. Because of this, Themis kept the existence of Delphi a secret and took to protecting her to an obsession, to the extent of, creating a stasis chamber for her in dream space. This proved to be Themis’ downfall.

During the uprising, Themis was a force to be reckoned with. With her enhanced ability, she was also always at full power when the other gods were defeated by attrition. There were rumours of course, that she had in her possession the holy grail of God-Tech. However, fate is fickle, a freak accident within the dream-layer caused the stasis chamber to be lost. There were no records of Delphi or the nature of Themis’ power, only that she had possibly lost the God-Tech, which left her powerless at the end of the uprising. She was one of the last gods that fell

Hundreds of years has passed, entire worlds lost or destroyed, and the alliance rend asunder. Rumours of the God-Tech that kept Themis resurfaced and the Godtech Retrieval Services were sent to investigate. Fate is fickle as a series of events, including a storm within the dream layer, and losing the navigating abilities of the ship, placed the stasis pod at the feet of the team. Reading as a piece of God-Tech, the team carefully opened the stasis pod, but instead of a piece of tech, they found a naked girl that is Delphi. Her full abilities unknown, except for her abilities as a Navigator and that extra bit of ‘luck’ with having her around, she is quickly adopted as the ship’s Navigator and mascot.

Personality:
A clean slate, can be used to describe Delphi. She is often curious and constantly learning. Her newly found freedom a boon and a detriment to her. Innocent and naïve, her demeanour and looks making even the toughest of mercenaries to want to protect her. Without the influence of normal knowledge gained through experience, cultural norms and street smarts, her natural curiosity may one day kill her. She does keep one thing a secret, a survival instinct. Perhaps she may tell her teammates. If her ability as a living battery were to be revealed, she will find herself once more caged and used as a never-ending source of power.

Equipment:
Delphi does not own much. A few books, a weapon, and donations from the other crew members

Ons: Bondage, gang-bang, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, non-con, etc
Off: Blood, Guro, Scat, Watersports & Vore

[SidheLady]

So, we have 4 awesome characters....we might be able to begin over the weekend!

[Arcanist]

Finally done. Open to comments and feedback,

Looking for someone to volunteer to have opened her stasis pod

[Zaer Darkwail]

One question...your last trait XXX, is that to be assigned, or a sex thing?

Needs assigned, as I got no idea what to pick on there yet (open for suggestions).

[pdragon]

Finally done. Open to comments and feedback,

Looking for someone to volunteer to have opened her stasis pod

Kallium could have done it. He seems to be the main combat focused character so far, so it would make sense to have the crew's fighter break her open in case it turned out to be something dangerous. That or Valdorion since he's the big beefy tech guy.

[Dingo]

As Rati is functionally immortal and a physician, she'd be the likeliest candidate to open the stasis pod. I assume that those things are intended for long stay medical purposes more so than anything else.

Of course, unless others object.

[ThatFantasticBard]

Name: Velfi
Nickname/Designation: The Doll
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Size: 5'2" 110 lbs

Background: Velfi's goddess, Anwyn, valued beauty and perfection above all else. She created him, along with his brothers and sisters, to appear as dolls, with ball joints and skin that closely resembled porcelain, though it was far more malleable. Each of them was created to be nearly identical, both in appearance and personality, and act as the perfect servants, that thought and cared about nothing but pleasing their Mistress. Velfi's memories of his time serving under Anwyn were hazy, like a dream, and he could remember very little save for the goddess he served and the strange domain he lived in. Her domain was a strange place, with everything being symmetrical and carefully designed, meant to be just as perfect as the goddess who ruled over it, though everything seemed to be artificial and somewhat unsettling as a result. For the most part, Velfi couldn't remember feeling love and admiration for Anwyn, eager to obey her commands, though whether these feelings were real or as artificial as everything else, he couldn't be sure. He also remembered how Anwyn would present her 'dolls' to any guests she had, treating them more like prized trophies or beloved objects than actual living creatures.

When the war came, everything about their perfect life had changed. Fearful of lesser beings, Anwyn became more reclusive, her servants often being unable to see their beloved Mistress for months on end. Without any orders being given to them, their domain soon fell into disrepair, the once meticulously cared for land falling into disrepair and ruin, especially once the war had begun to reach them. Terrified and slowly slipping into insanity, Anwyn had begun to create new remnants, though these were a far cry from Velfi and his siblings. The new remnants resembled the old ones, in a way, keeping the doll like features the others had, however, they were twisted, mindless abominations, a mess of mismatched body parts and blades, unable to feel anything but agony and blood lust. Upon seeing her new creations for the first time, Velfi felt emotions that he had never felt before. He felt fear, hatred and sorrow all at once as he watched the awful beasts begin to tear apart both the invaders and his fellow remnants, desperately clawing at anything that drew near. Despite their monstrous appearance, he still felt a kinship towards the creatures and could feel they were suffering, driven mad by their imperfect creation. He felt nothing but contempt for the goddess he once worshiped, now wanting revenge for what she had done by creating these poor abominations. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long for his justice, the invaders managing to push through to Anwyn's chambers and slay the goddess. Once she was dead, it was as if a spell had been lifted from the remaining remnants, any loyalty they had towards her completely removed and Velfi felt... nothing. He simply stood there, completely motionless and unfeeling, even as the lesser races grabbed him and took him to their ship.

For the longest time, he had remained that way. He couldn't bring himself to do or say anything, having lived his entire life with emotions and thoughts that weren't even his own. It was a jarring experience, to say the least. While some of his other brothers and sisters had a less severe reaction to the sudden and complete free will, many more had shut down like he had. The aliens were determined to get through to them, however, and would continue to talk to the remnants to try and garner some sort of reaction. One day, something in Velfi's brain just clicked and he found himself responding to a human woman who had been asking him questions about his life. He found himself talking with her for hours about how he felt during his time as a servant and during the battle, about his goddess and her domain, and he talked about those horrible creatures she had created, who's suffering he desperately wanted to end. It took a while before he was properly able to think again, but he found himself bonding with the crew that had saved him and felt a desire to help them in their efforts to defeat the other deities. While he wasn't particularly skilled in combat, Velfi found that he had a knack for engineering and mechanics and discovered that he could replace his limbs for more useful tools rather easily. While he saw little in the ways of combat during the war, he was still quite a valuable asset, keeping ships repaired and designing custom weapons and gear for his crew. To better help him meet the demands of the relatively large ship, Velfi had an AI installed into him, allowing him to process information and deal with situations faster.


Personality:  Velfi is a very curious remnant, eager to tinker with and explore any new technology he finds. His curiosity also extends to living organisms as well, his lack of experience with the other races often showing as he prods people with hundreds of questions, eager to learn about them and their culture. While generally a more bubbly and friendly type, he has trouble reading emotions and can annoy or even anger others without realizing. He also has trouble properly expressing his own emotions at times and can revert back to a state similar to when he had first gained his freedom if put under too much stress. He has a particular fascination with nature, given the perfectly crafted world he had lived on before, finding it's chaotic beauty absolutely stunning. He's quick to get along with new people, trying to make friends with anyone and everyone.

Equipment: His suit is of his own design, a mix of steelsilk and a fitted with a few tech upgrades. It has holotech installed allowing him to project basic hard light holograms. It comes equipped with basic hologram technology as well, allowing him to monitor his vitals or run diagnostics with ease. Finally, the suit is lined with toggleable LED lights, allowing for omni-directional lighting when in a pinch. For defense, he has a custom-made, high voltage stun gun and while basic, it allows him to deal with most threats he's had to deal with. For repairs and such, he has a cybernetic multi-tool, which he can use in place of a hand.
Ons: Teratophilia, Submission, Non-con, pretty much anything not listed in offs
Offs: Bathroom play, extreme gore, vore

Stats
Path: Servant
Abilities:
Holotech - Velfi's suit allows him to produce hard light holograms
Modular - Thanks to his ball-joint limbs, Velfi can easily replace them for various cybernetic tools
AI - A basic AI that Velfi had installed. She can be a bit finicky at times.
Traits: Analytical - Adaptive - Tech Savvy - Durable
History Points: 2 withheld
Pacifist
Emotionally Stunted
Willing Servant
Curious
Techophile
Nature Lover
Fear of the Unnatural
Desire for Beauty
 
Badass – 0
Style – 6
Smarts – 9
Reserves – 5

[SidheLady]

Looking good bard!

[ThatFantasticBard]

Really diverse cast of characters we have going on, we got 1 female, 1 futa, 1 big guy and 2 small bois

[Dingo]

Things are indeed looking really interesting, and I'm looking forward to encountering the characters in character.

[SidheLady]

Okay, going to ask here. Would you players, like me, the GM, to have the ship's captain as an actual character?

[Arcanist]

I think I would agree with Rati. Chances are she would be the one able to open the pod safely.

The stasis pod would be qute unbreakable I think. But who knows, it could be broken into.

I see my character as a later addition to the party, the doctor kindly opening my stasis pod. However you now have your pilot and navigator.

Yes I agree with ThatFantasticBard, a real diversity. Enough to do a little bit of everything I think.

[ThatFantasticBard]

Okay, going to ask here. Would you players, like me, the GM, to have the ship's captain as an actual character?

Yeah, the more the merrier

[Arcanist]

I think it would be a good idea SidheLady. That way there would be some direction and if needed in game introductions to your world and a source of "jobs"
Just my opinion, what does the rest say?

[Dingo]

Totally agree that in this case an NPC would be the best source to be the captain and keep our noses in the same direction.

[Zaer Darkwail]

I agree on above; GMPC/NPC captain would be most suitable. Still any ideas guys on my fourth trait?

[SidheLady]

Okay Zaer, I'd say something to cover the more artistic side of crafting?

[Arcanist]

Creative design or God’s work/lie

[Zaer Darkwail]

Ok, added in ons/offs and god's work as one traits. Now char complete :)

[SidheLady]

woohoo!

I wonder if we'll get any more people...*looks about*

[SidheLady]

Okay!

I have set up a h-star discord server, for general chattin n stuff.

If you want a link, let me know!

Also! Dingo and Arcanist are rping the awakening, it is....here

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286192.0

[Solistair]

Name: Sagitarius
Nickname/Designation: Tarius, The Storm Sword, Angel of War
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Size: 6'2 195 lbs

Background:

Created for war, Sagitarius was one of the legions of super soldiers raised by the God of War, Arios, to enforce the Gods will across the universe. Once donning an armour of dark technologies, he was the brutal executioner of those who opposed the righteous oppression of the Gods, slaying many exotic beings on many different planetoids and vessels.

Internal competition to gain favour in the eyes of Arios was a dangerous game for the soldiers. Each soldier registered their killcounts after each battle, to them the taking of a life was but a game with the ultimate reward being a vaunted position as a personal guard of the God of War. Sagitarius was much like his bloodthirsty brothers and he strove to proof his worth as a warrior to his God through the killcount.

Eventually, the advent of the Uprising was the thing Sagitarius needed to prove his worth to Arios and he earned his place as part of the tens of thousands of warrior demi-gods in bright, holy armour under the direct command of Arios. However, as the war progressed it became clear that the driven wrath of the beings of the Uprising overwhelmed the Gods once undisputed hegemony of the worlds. As his brothers in arms fell around him during the final battle against the the cruel god that was Arios, Sagitarius's battleship was defeated in atmospheric combat and crashed on the other side of the planet.

Emerging as the final survivor, bruised and battered, Sagitarius soon realised the Gods had lost the war. In the far distance, the plumes of smoke from the destruction of Arios's palace by the alliance of the rebels could be seen. Losing his purpose in life the fallen warrior went into exile, retrieving his old battle-worn armour and entering the stars without the guidance of his Gods.

Equipment: Beserker Armour (Biomechanical, living armour that Sagitarius has melded into his body once more for battle), Dual-Wield Storm Swords (Thick, curved blades that emit powerful lightning arcs)

Ons: Same as player
Offs: Same as player

Stats
Path: Warrior
Abilities: Skill/Training - Sheeth - AI
Traits: Combat Ready - Master Swordsman - Living Weapon - War Veteran
History Points: (3 withheld)
Weary Veteran
Deadly Blade
Soldier's Duty
Archangel of War
Holy Warrior
Do Whats Gotta Be Done
Death Rather Than Defeat


Badass – 7
Style – 7
Smarts – 1
Reserves – 5

[SidheLady]

Very nice Solistair.

Okay, I plan to have us started over the weekend (proably saturday sometime)

Any other players should have characters submitted by then!

[Tolvo]

Sorry I'm still interested just been really tired and weak these past days. I'll hopefully get a character done in time.

[SidheLady]

No worries, but if your tardy, I will have to spank!

*gets out the riding crop*

[Laughing Hyena]

Im curious is this a discord rp or an elliquiy forum rp?

[SidheLady]

This is a el forum rp.

I just simply got bored and felt like setting up a server

[Laughing Hyena]

I've got a concept for the moment. Basically a part god, part inju hybrid. Mostly because of how decadent the lore appears, it seems highly unlikely that some gods didn't fornicate or have unwanted offspring with inju. I would like the ability to explore that and it would work with the setup I had. I could combine a shapeshifter with some classic tentacle bondage. All the while he is trying to maintain his precious humanity so that he doesn't become a true monster. Could even throw in a reference to blue blood if I can take a liberty or two with your world. But I need to ask the question of you Sid on whether this would be permitted. Also I'd need some elaboration on some of the inju if this is permitted. Whether some are noble demons or outright savage brutes down to their core.

PS - He'll be male in terms of gender and definitely is attracted to ladies. Sorry to be a touch vanilla like that but I enjoy the classics.

[SidheLady]

Sure, PM away with the questions!

[Laughing Hyena]

Name: Harathul
Nickname/Designation: Lucien Black, Sorcerer, Arcane (Science) Officer
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Size: 6'4 176 lbs

Background: It's amazing how fate weaves in such horribly ironic twists. Inju are the sworn enemies of the gods and goddesses whom indulge in the greatest of indulgences. They are passion run rampant, lustful debauchery unchecked, and violence without restraint. They bring suffering to those whom hinder their goals and they will readily turn upon the other if given the chance to. As the gods grew more and more hedonistic, it was not uncommon for them to indulge in forbidden fruits and bizarre taboos. One such pairing came in the form of a breathtaking goddess of magic and a craven monstrous inju whom could satisfy her in ways no one else could. To the outside world it was unholy, to them it was a love more honest than most. Her eggs changed by his essence produced a young baby boy. Their child was a bizarre abomination of dusk charcoal skin, with a rough texture and two sets of crimson eyes. Silver lines adorn his skin with the same potent magic.

This was the one called Harathul and being born into the hell of the Inju space, where only power and survival of the fittest matters. Mother would teach him the arcane and all she could pass down onto him in his youth, of which he had an abundance of. His father groomed him in the ways of conflict due to the harsh nature of the realm they grew up in and thankfully inherited his fathers ability to control his own body and alter it in fantastic ways. It was within this dog eat dog world that he learned how not just to survive but thrive. Unfortunately these moments weren't to last.

Whilst her mother survived the usurpation of the gods by means of self imposed exile and pure chance, she didn't survive in the realms of the inju. Politics and lusts for power will always have collateral damage and enemies to remove. Positions of power are few and far between and she and her child were made a target by his fathers rivals. In a sad turn of events she died defending her family when a power struggle erupted and uprooted them all. His fathers ultimate fate was unknown to him. The few that remained loyal, helped the young heir escape before he could be captured and it was there he found himself for the first time without a home. He made use of his unique talents in magic to survive on his own as he wandered aimlessly until he by chance found himself bing hired by the Godtech Retrival Services for his adept knowledge in matters of the Arcane.

Personality: The exiled half blood, has a large chip on his shoulders in terms of his talents. He wants to show that all of his efforts being groomed by his mother and father for the small section of his home wasn't for naught. Furthermore he aspires to regain a position of power in his own world. But he is a touch of a procrastinator and is often all too eager to put his work off for more personal indulgences if he can find it. He loves the notion of sexual gratification as his personal vice, due to his inju nature. Food ,drink and buxom ladies are his divergence of choice. The man enjoys the finer things in life and will often spend money for base luxuries in terms of food and drink. Especially in efforts to woo a lovely lady if he can. If he cannot, he will immerse himself in his work with a bit of a cranky snark.

Equipment: An Alchemical and Arcane Laboratory is his atypical corner for the ship and he stocks it with the best the budget of the GRS can afford to him. Alongside this is a personal library of ancient tomes and updates data on forbidden knowledge. As for his personal effects, he carries with him a keepsake of a quicksilver signet ring inlaid with a single polished stone of both lustium and agonite. A symbolic reminder of the sacrifices and hardships needed in the realm of magic. That there is no desire without suffering and no passion is without pain. This ring is insanely precious to him on a sentimental level even when it has no power and should it be lost he will go to great lengths to recover it.

Ons: Similar to LH's Ons
Offs: Similar to LH's Offs

Stats
Path: Warrior
Abilities: Power, Flowform, Skill/Training (Combat Magic)
Traits: Combat Ready – Sigils - Inju Lore - Alchemy - Carnal
History Points: 3 withheld

Born of a Goddess and Inju.
Raised in the Realm of the Inju.
Taught Magic by his Mother.
Taught how to Shapeshift by his Father
Defined by Tragedy
An Exiled Heir
Arcane Expert for the GRS
 
Badass – 5
Style – 2
Smarts – 4
Reserves – 9

[SidheLady]

OOhhh, okay, like the way it turned out!

[Snake]

i'm interested but I'm not fully grasping how to build a character.

[ThatFantasticBard]

So due to real life stuff, I don't think I'll be able to join another game right now. Sorry guys!

[SidheLady]

If you want some help snake, shoot me a PM

[Laughing Hyena]

Glad you liked the sheet.

[Arcanist]

Very interesting characters. Sorry about ThatFantasticBard pulling out. But can’t wait to start.

[Laughing Hyena]

Me too. Im curious about what kind of shenanigans we can get into. I have so many tentacles to put to use.

[Arcanist]

How much power do you need? Hahahahaahaha!

[Laughing Hyena]

All I can get but... Who said this was for power's sake? <3

[SidheLady]

Okay, there has been a little push back, the game will begin on Monday, as we are finallising the last charries

[Arcanist]

No Problems SidheLady. Just in case, no one told you. Thanks for running this.

[Laughing Hyena]

Thanks for the opportunity to embrace the inner inju. ^_^

[Laughing Hyena]

Is Combat Ready and Skill/Technique Combat Magic even applicable? It seems like an overlap with no actual benefit in hindsight. (Though Im kind of at a loss for what to replace it with.) Help?

[SidheLady]

So, in the words of shang tsung

IT HAS BEGUN! (admittedly, not the most exciting of beginnings)

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286377.0  - OOC
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286376.0  - IC

Please post your characters entry and anything they did before and during the briefing.

The journey to the planet will be done quickly as well

[Laughing Hyena]

So the fate of billions depends on us now. Hahahaha... ummm.... Sorry.

[SidheLady]

Nope the fate of 3 people...and a chicken named ted!

[Arcanist]

Wooohoooo!

[SidheLady]

Okay...we need posts people! Pdragon and Solistair I'm looking mostly at you.

Anyone who wants to join last minute, we are just finishing the prologue really!