Prison Planet (Orange is the New Black Meets SciFi!) [Recruiting]

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It's Orange is the New Black Meets Science Fiction

Stranded on an uncivilized jungle planet called Alcatraz, a colony of female prisoners must work together if they hope to survive in their harsh and unfamiliar environment. Some have been there for years, while others are yet to arrive. Over the decades, the prisoner colony grew into a small shanty town called Perdition. There are no guards in Perdition, only criminals. The town is ruled by three gangs and is governed by survival of the fittest. There's conflict, there's drama, there's violence, and there's lots of hot lesbian sex.

So, come write with us. We'd love to have you! The more people we have, the more awesome storylines we can pursue.



Link to the OOC thread.

Prison Planet

The Setting: (I recommend reading the Game Information stuff at the bottom before drudging through all this, particularly the Alphas and Betas section, so you can get an idea of what I'm looking to do. But it's up to you!)

Late in the 21st century, Scientists and Doctors began perfecting drugs and biological augmentations that dramatically extended the human life-span. At first, only the rich benefited from these groundbreaking treatments. But within twenty years innovators dramatically improved the technology and reduced its costs. Soon the life-expectancy for the average human grew from sub-100 to nearly 300 years.

People lived longer, but they didn't stop breeding. The population exploded. Within decades, we'd outgrown Earth. Even our colonies on the Moon and Mars were pushed far beyond their capacities. People began to die of starvation. There were riots, wars, famine, and the climate suffered worst of all. Humanity was facing a crisis like nothing we'd ever seen before.

Early in the 22nd century, Earth's various superpowers gathered together to form a joint governmental program aimed at developing feasible, long-range spacecraft that could carry us to distances we'd thus far only ever dreamed of going.

By the middle of the 23rd century, humanity had spread its civilization among the stars. We discovered dozens of habitable planets and established outposts and colonies on nearly of them. A few of the more desolate and wild planets, however, were reserved for another problem created by humanity's booming population.

There are 6 prison planets in total, where humanity sends its undesirables and most violent criminals. Each of these planets is secured by patrolling spacecraft that ensure nobody ever leaves the planet, except for the few guards who're tasked with escorting new prisoners down to the surface.

Men, women, and all other genders can be sentenced to the same planet. However, the planet warden always separates the sexes to prohibit any unwanted breeding. That is, all those with male reproductive systems are put on one side of the planet, while all those with female reproductive systems are sent to the other. It's not a perfect system, however, and there have been some few children conceived on the planet's surface. The prisoners usually call them natives or lifers, because, even though they're innocent, nobody ever bothers coming to rescue them.

Once on the planet, the guards leave the prisoners to fend for themselves. The world's harsh, untamed environment forced the early convicts to band together to survive. They formed shantytowns out of scrapped shuttles, debris that had crashed to the surface from spacecraft orbiting the planet, and whatever else they could find. As time passed, and more prisoners were sentenced to the planet's surface, the towns grew bigger and more sophisticated. Eventually, the prisoners formed small criminal society's of their own.

Each prison society's rules are primitive and favour those strong enough to enforce them. Gangs take the place of government, and the gang's leader becomes the default ruler in whatever shantytown she resides. Those outside of the main gang often form smaller gangs of their own. As long as they never challenge the main group and pay tribute when its demanded of them, they're generally left alone. Those who don't join gangs generally have two options: they can either develop some skill or talent that makes them indispensable to the community's survival--like a cook or a booze-maker--or they'll be forced into servitude by someone more powerful than they are. This doesn't necessarily mean sexual servitude, but non-consensual and dubious-consent sex are both very common in prison planet shantytowns.

Every week, the warden sends a shuttle full of supplies down to each of the established communities. A few smugglers still have connections outside, and they're able to to get messages out to their old buddies, who will slip in drugs, booze, or sweets. Mostly, though, all sweet pleasures like those, the prisoners will need to learn to make on their own using nothing but their talent, ingenuity, and whatever materials they can gather from their immediate environment.


Game Information:

The Prison Planets:

• What are they? Each prison planet is where humanity's various governmental agencies send the galaxy's most extreme (or unfortunate) prisoners. They are inhabited by prisoners only. The only other humans to ever step foot on these planets are the guards who transport new inmates down to the surface. Anyone who's sentenced to a prison planet is sent there for life. Lesser criminals are sent to jails and prisons located on civilized worlds.
  
• What type of criminal might be sent to a prison planet? Murderers, rapists, terrorists, arms dealers, narcotic smugglers, and human traffickers are all likely candidates for a life-sentence on a prison planet. Certain activists that corrupt government officials find particularly disruptive are often doomed to a prison planet. This isn't certainly isn't an exhaustive list, nor does committing one of these crimes guarantee someone will be sent to a prison planet. But please keep in mind while writing your applications that only under the most extreme circumstances will someone be sent to a place like Alcatraz.
  
  Alcatraz:
  
• Our planet is nicknamed Alcatraz, an Earth-sized world with two continents separated by a single, massive ocean. The Southern continent, where our game's shantytown is located, is covered by an expansive, tropical jungle. There are torrential rains, plenty of tropical fruits and foods, and a diverse, often deadly ecosytem. The shantytown was settled a few kilometres inland from the beach, but prisoners long-ago created a roadway down to the coast where they could fish for food and swim for fun. I'll try to provide a more detailed description of the town's layout later.
  
• Our shantytown is one of the few where no single gang controls a monopoly of power. Instead, there are three main gangs, each with a roughly equal amount of followers of roughly equal strength and ability. Besides enforcers for each of the gangs, the shantytown needs medics, cooks, smugglers, liquor-makers, and anything else that might contribute to the ongoing functional stability of the community.
  
  Alphas and Betas:
  
• This is going to be a major theme in the game. Basically, I want dominant alphas and submissive betas. To begin the game, since I have no idea how much interest there is going to be for this, I'm going to set a limit on both alphas and betas at 3 each. I want the ratio to be roughly 1:1. If the game gets bigger, I'll increase the cap.
  
• So, what are alphas and betas? Alphas are the powerful characters in the game, those people who don't need others to protect them. They can be mid- to high-ranking gang members or they can be the people who possess valuable skills that contribute to the functionality of their shantytown. The betas are the weaker members, those people who rely on others for protection either by offering their servitude or being forced into it. Basically, a beta is a prison bitch.
  
• Ideally, I want the alphas to pair up with betas. That doesn't mean two alphas or even two betas can't romance each other or have some kinky fun together. But I do like the idea that each beta is responsible to an alpha. The alphas are free to make trades (the beta *character* doesn't need to consent to these trades, but the writers obviously do).
  
  Posting:
  
• I want the game to be pretty open. People can do one-on-one threads, three-ways, foursomes, whatever you want to do. They can be pure smut, no smut, and everything in between. The only thing I ask is that if you alter the world in any way or change the relationship dynamics of various characters, please post it to the OOC page that I'll be making with all the world info and various relevant changes.
  
• Time in this game is fluid. So, you don't need to follow a chronological timeline. Just make sure that wherever in the timeline you are writing your scenes, you pay attention to the OOC page to see what's going on in the world at that time.
  
• Tag all posts with who's involved and relevant trigger warnings, such as NC or Extreme.
  
  Potential Plot and Possible Male-group Crossover:
  
• While it's generally accepted that escape from a prison planet is impossible. The prisoners have no access to technology, and there aren't any spacesports on the planet's surface. New prisoners are shuttled down from a space station orbiting the planet in a shuttle that doesn't have deep space capabilities. However, scraps from old ships and abandoned space stations often fall down to the surface for the prisoners to find and use. A particularly skilled group of technicians and adventurers might be able to gather enough old, broken down parts that they could fashion something that would at least get them off the planet and into the space station above, where they might, if they're extremely lucky, manage to commandeer a ship that will take them far, far away. Or perhaps they might forcibly board and take over one of the prisoner transport shuttles when it lands on the surface.
  
• If we do go this route, I think it's possible that our group of would-be escapists might wander far enough into the deadly wilderness that they encounter by chance a group of males with the same plan. 
  
  
  
  Rules: (Feel free to suggest more)
  
  1.) Be friendly and post somewhat regularly.
  2.) While NC sex will occur between characters, you still have to respect all the other writers' limits. I think this goes without saying, but you never know.
  3.) You don't have to interact with everyone, but I'd rather not have people who are only going to post with one other person in the group. Branch out! Let's make sure everyone gets involved.
  4.) Scenes can involve as many or as few people as you like.
  5.) Try to pay attention to what's going on in the other games (I'll make a main game thread where we can all post relevant information that might effect the world/story for everyone else). I want this world to be living and dynamic, and that means things are going to change.
  6.) Extreme kinks and NC stuff are allowed, because our characters are all a bunch of criminals. Things are bound to get fucked up! But I absolutely understand that not everyone is going to be okay with the extreme stuff. So, please make sure you label your individual threads appropriately so that someone else in the group doesn't read something they don't want to read. That said, everyone must be okay with and understand that sex is going to be a major part of this game.
  7.) Don't make try to make your character overpowered. No one is going to be allowed to force major changes on the world or any other character without the consent of those involved.
  8.) Drama, jealousy, and relationship conflict are all encouraged and expected in character (unless the character's writer asks you to stop). But OOC, let's try to avoid this sort of thing, shall we? We're all just here to have fun.
  9.) This game is for female characters only. However, the writer's gender is irrelevant. As such, anyone who has an issue with non-female writers writing female characters is not welcome in this game.
  
  
  
  Please send me your character sheets, and I'll post them all together on the first reply to this message.
  
  For general questions about the game, please ask me in a PM rather than posting your question as a reply to this request thread.
  
  If you can't come up with a character of your own but would still like to play, definitely ask me and I'll be happy to help! Again, just PM me. Don't ask about that in a reply to this thread.
  
  

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Character Sheets:

Alpha/Dominant Characters

Name: Kora Mazarlis

Played By: Madam Striga
Face Claim: Augustina Torti
Age: 27
Height: 5’5”
Build: Lanky, toned
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Role: Alpha

Player O&Os: Here

Character Ons: Taking others by surprise, cunnilingus, face-sitting, anal training & fingering (giving), power and control, spanking (giving & receiving), use of sex toys, to name a few. 

Bio:

Kora might not look like much; she’s pretty, unassuming and usually has a vapid expression on her face. She tends to look at other people like anything that they want from her is just too much bother. She wears an old pair of scavenged glasses, with a cracked enhancement lens, and likes to look down over the rim of them at others. As if to say ‘I am definitely better than you’. One would think the attitude wouldn’t serve well in intergalactic penal colonies, but Kora has learned to use the advantages she has to gain an edge over others in this life. Kora has learned that sometimes brute force isn’t necessary if one can make someone else do the heavy lifting for you. Sometimes that doesn’t always work out, in which case a shiv between the ribs is very effective at making a problem go away - or so Kora maintains. She landed herself in the firing line of the justice system when she was caught smuggling and selling illegal electronic implants and the like. Back on Earth she ran with a gang that sold all kinds of bionic weaponry and modifications in back alleys, or through illicit auctions. When one of her sales got busted one day, there were more than enough health and medical violations to get her serious sentence. The worst part is, Kora doesn’t really know how many lives her funky parts took or damaged. And she probably doesn’t care.



Name: Robin Morgan

Played by: Blueeyedbard
Face Claim: Amandla Stenberg
Age: 28
Height: 5'9"
Build: Slim but muscular, smaller frame, well toned.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Role: Alpha

Player o/o: Open to most things, just ask.
Character o/o: Likes- Patience, people who don't waste things, long conversations, well placed pride, winning, competitive sports, passion
Dislikes: Laziness, cowardness, unwillingness to learn, Sadism, seeing others in unnecessary pain

Bio:
Robin was born on a backwater planet known as Paradisio 5, and if there was ever a time when it lived up to its name, it was a long time before Robin was born. Before anyone was born, really. Sure there was a time when the planet may have been considered a paradise, there were texts written about it in the planet's records. But for the last three-and-a-half centuries at least, the planet has been just short of a wasteland. Between corporate greed flooding the waters and ozone with pollution, mass starvation, and widespread disease it was lucky there were even still people that lived there. Though it was only those who were born there, nobody moved to Paradisio 5 on purpose.

For the unfortunates that do live on Paradisio 5, there were really only three options in life. Most went to work in the factories, breathing in chemicals and working day and night for slave wages but at least it was more respectable than crime. Some did turn to crime though. Stealing from others who already had nothing, taking precious food from the already scarce ration stations, whatever it took to survive. But those who were strong enough could be lucky enough to be recruited for the galactic military.
Because of Robin's natural speed and agility, not to mention a fair amount of strength built up from her fondness for Blitz-Ball, she had been exactly what the military personnel were looking for. She was recruited at thirteen, and taken from her home to the local military base, where she began her training.

A very successful cadet, Robin was quickly moved from the Paradisio 5 training facility to the primary galactic military university for more advanced training. She was her unit leader for most of her time in university, and was quickly promoted to captain when dispatched into her first unit. Then she was promoted to lieutenant in the field, when her own was KIA, and she was granted to keep that command after the mission ended.
Robin's service record was a glowing example of what it truly meant to come from nothing, and be able to do anything. Everyone expected her to be an admiral one day, until her unit was dispatched back to her home planet.

It was then, in her new position, that she was able to see what was truly going on. How the corporations that held the planet and the people by the throat, were working directly with the military and galactic government to keep things that way. In return the corporations gave the military huge kickbacks, not to mention help finding a nonstop supply of young recruits like Robin.

When she got her hands on proof she took it to her commanding officer, only to be dismissed immediately. After that she leaked the information to a number of activist groups in order make sure someone saw what she knew. This got her dishonorably discharged. But the end of her military career didn't actually bother her that much. She had found a new calling as something she liked to call a freedom fighter. The Galactic Senate called it terrorism.
She used her leadership skills and advanced military training to build up her her own group, setting their sights on corporate slavery and not just on her home planet.

Robin's splinter groups spread to several planets before she herself was taken down on a raid of a military supply depot when she was betrayed by a member of her squad.
The trial was quick and the judge merciless when he sentenced her to life on Alcatraz, saying that executing her would make her a martyr. Robin went quietly with a smirk on her face, having overheard the news that morning that some unknown assailants had thrown the man that betrayed her off a three hundred story building… she knew that the group would continue on without her.



Name: Ryan Shale

Played by: Bibliophilia
Face Claim: Ruby Rose
Age: 25
Height: 6'0"
Build: Slender, well-toned, lanky
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Role: Alpha / Doctor

Player Ons: Pretty much anything not in Offs.  If it's in question, I'm happy to discuss.
Player Offs: Vore, gore, hardcore NC, scat, mutilation, brutalization, hardcore humiliation
Character Ons: Intelligence, passionate partners, adventurous partners, courage/boldness, confidence, sass, dirty talk, sensitive breasts, forced orgasms (giving), tribadism, vocal partners
Character Offs: Willful ignorance, arrogance, small-mindedness, moral superiority, self-involvement/selfishness, melodramatics, ultimatums, excessive jealousy/possessiveness/clinginess

Bio:  Ryan was born to a wealthy couple on the high-tech world of Albion.  The planet had been populated and built by the leagues of the super-wealthy who understood the value in cutting-edge technology and the ways it could prevent planet wide devastation.  As a result, their planet was comprised of sprawling, shining cities nestled between preserved jungles and marshlands full of exotic species of plant and animal.  Through terraforming and genetic engineering, they were even able to bring back species which had been nearly, or entirely, extinct on Earth.  The cities, all run on clean energy and utilizing compostable and zero-waste products, were havens of wealth, social harmony and cutting-end research and development.

Growing up, Ryan believed the whole of humanity lived in the supposed-Utopia that she and her twin sister enjoyed as the children of the uber-rich.  She was only vaguely aware that Albion's lower and middle class inhabited the planet's twin moons, and were 'bussed' to the planet by short-range shuttle.  She assumed that all of the people in her idyllic society lived in the same conditions she and all of her peers did, and would have guessed everyone in the universe did as well.

Of course, such innocence only lasts so long.  When they were seventeen, Ryan's twin sister, Jodie, ran off with their driver and left behind a note for her twin explaining all the things she'd learned from him.  Mainly, the less-than-shining conditions that the people living on the moons dealt with, how fucked up much of society both on and off their planet was, and how ignorant the children of the uber-wealthy were being kept.  Stunned by having the blinders ripped from her eyes, and suddenly questioning everyone and everything she'd ever been told, Ryan suffered a crisis of faith.

Unable to talk about what she'd been told in the letter, desperately missing her twin and feeling, for the first time, a sense of mistrust for her parents and all figures of authority, she ended up going to the only person she felt might answer her questions honestly; her biology teacher.  Ryan had always been the 'brainy' twin, while her sister has been more free-spirited and artistic, though neither considered such simplifications to be valid.  After all, while numbers came more naturally to Ryan, Jodie took just as much pleasure in solving the puzzles that mathematics presented.  And while Jodie had certainly been the better dancer, as many years of ballet and modern dance would attest, Ryan was the more accomplished and interested musician.  The twins often performed for their parents friends, with Ryan playing piano or cello, while her sister danced or sang along.

Still, having decided to go into medicine at a very young age, she had become more closely connected with her math and science teachers over the years, and her high school Biology teacher proved to be her favorite of the bunch.  Mr. Hartford was a former military physician who had served as a field medic and ended up with a prosthetic, cybernetic left arm due to a combat injury.  While his cybernetic limb was more than adequate for day to day tasks, it didn't have the fine motor skills and responsiveness required for medicine, so he retired from medical practice to teach.  He and Ryan got along well, and she felt she could trust him to tell her the truth about the world beyond the lies her society fed her.

Following a difficult, and intense, discussion with an initially-hesitant Mr. Hartford, she felt as if her world were crumbling from beneath her.  Still, she kept her pain private, and beyond a slight withdrawal from her parents and friends - easily chalked up to her sadness over missing Jodie - she revealed nothing of her emotional and mental turmoil.  For months she did whatever research she could on life beyond the shining cities of Albion, and tried to decide how best to proceed.  It was rapidly becoming clear to her that a life of providing the best medical care to the rich living on Albion and doing intensive medical research to further advance the discoveries in that field, would no longer satisfy her.

Still, she eventually concluded that the education provided for her on her home planet could prove invaluable to her eventual plans, so she attended the best university on the planet and eventually received her medical degree from Albion Prime University.  At 24, however, while still doing her residency, she caught wind of an outbreak of a virus on one of Albion's moons, Eire, for which there was an easily-accessible cure stocked in the pharmacy of the hospital where she worked.  However, the people living on the planet saw no profit in sending the medicine to the planet, and others protested that if the virus ended up getting people of Albion ill, they would need the medicine.  Never mind that there was plenty to go around, and more could easily be made.

Faced with the reality of the situation she'd been living with for years, and finally confronted by her own lack of action, Ryan finally broke free of her fear and followed in the footsteps of her rebellious twin.  Except, instead of just running off, Ryan managed to steal a massive order of the anti-viral medication needed by the people living on Eire, and smuggled it to the moon via shuttle.  Once there, she was extremely lucky to be able to get the medicines to Mr. Hartford, who promised to get it to those in need.  In return, he provided her with the documentation and transport she would now need as a fugitive from the law.

After that, she traveled around to various planets, assuming new identities as needed as she practiced medicine without a license on the poor and the unlawful.  She often fell in with criminals to provide her services as a doctor in return for a cut of their takings, which meant she became quite skilled with her fists and various weaponry.  The money she received from such undertakings provided her the means to help those who couldn't afford good medical care.  That lack of means also meant that she developed a good understanding of natural medicines that could work just as well, and often better, than the medicines provided by the pharmaceutical corporations.

But, as is the way, she was inevitably caught and tried for a staggering number of crimes, but mostly a massive number of counts of practicing medicine without a license.  Given her utter lack of remorse, and the sheer magnitude of her criminal activities, the decision to ship her to Alcatraz was easy.



Name: Keva Pallas 

Played By: Wyatt
Face Claim: Sarah Shahi
Age: 35
Height: 5’5”
Build: Curvy, athletic, stronger than she looks
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Role: Alpha
Player O&Os:  Ons, Offs and Stuff 
Character Ons: Control, total and hers.  Submission, complete and yours.  Obedience, but with brattiness that invites punishment.  Loyalty, even if you hate her.  Love, all the more if you hate loving her.  Sex…if it feels good, she wants to feel it.  If it hurts and feels good, she wants you to crave and plead for it.  Is that too much to ask?  Too damn bad if it is...
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Bio:  Former black-ops operative until she began to question orders and dared to show a little compassion, not for the terrorists and scumbags they aimed her at, but for the collateral damage left behind when she took them out.  Most weren’t allowed to leave that Unit alive, but Keva was smart and daring, and loved to fuck.  The Unit Commander loved to fuck her and really, given his training and rank he should have known there would be videos, with sound of course.  Blackmailing her way out of blacktops, Keva was bored for a year or two before she reinvented herself as a cop. 

In time her superiors realized she was more than what she seemed, able to take care of herself in a fight with guys more than twice her size and wicked with any weapon and most things that made it into her hands became weapons.  She was assigned to the Narco unit, and had the looks and wits to go with her tits, all of which screamed undercover.  And so Keva went, under, deeper and deeper under, until she was committing crimes, sanctioned by her handlers, with such a style that she caught the eye of their biggest target, Pedro Rios, the newest and most tech savvy cartel lord imaginable.  He had a spoilt daughter with a business that he laundered dirty money and ran drugs through, but the little bitch was just being played and Keva knew it.  The man played everyone, even as Keva thought she was playing him.  First as his mistress and then allegedly as his second wife, but of course he was never fool enough to make that official in the eyes of the law or god, Keva took his orders, his cock and more than occasionally, the back of his hand.

She could have killed him at any time, but that wasn’t her job now and someone else would just step in to take his place after she ran out of bullets killing all she could.  No, this time she was doing it right, even as she broke every rule, moral and crossed every line possible.  She built a case against the entire cartel, and she protected that little cunt daughter of his.  Those backhands and black eyes she took, they were meant for Mandy who kept fucking up, losing inventory, making the wrong kind of friends, becoming the target of some idiot local detectives who were trying to turn her…and endangering Keva’s case along with it.  She made certain Mandy stayed alive, unmarked, that she didn’t become collateral damage this time…and the day the Federal bust was supposed to happen, it did.  Five cartel members made it into the news that day, three men all of whom died before trial, and who Pedro knew were eyeing a run at him for control.  The Princess, as the press called Mandy at trial, and the Black Queen, the leader of the cartel, Estella Rios.

Estella was Keva’s cover, not her name, not who she was or ever would be…except to everyone.  Pedro, luck would fucking have it, was running drugs to fund her old Black Ops Unit, all completely illegal, and all coordinated between the Commander she used to fuck and then fucked over, and the man who fucked her all the way to her own personal Hell.  Between the two of them they had access to every piece of Keva’s former identity and history that existed, and they wiped it all away, inserting the profile of her cover, Estella, down to the tiniest detail until in the eyes of the law, she was the Black Queen of the Rios cartel and sentenced to life on Alcatraz…and just her luck, Princess Mandy was heading there too.  The Judge laughed and granted Keva one request, returning her name to her legally as she was sentenced, though even that cost her the last blowjob she would ever give back in his Chambers as she convinced the Judge to show her that one mercy, and swallowed his load and her pride one last time.

They made Keva into the villain, into the criminal she was branded, and from the moment she stepped onto the transport and cracked the windpipe of the biggest bitch she could find, she has become the nightmare that they created.  Both men and the entire galaxy better damn well hope the planet was as inescapable as everyone claimed, now as for sweet, spoiled and equally betrayed little Mandy….



Beta/Submissive Characters

Name: Ella Winters

Played By: PeachyPie
Face Claim: Scarlett Leithold
Age: 21
Height: 5'3"
Weight: Slim
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Blue
Role: Beta

Player Ons: Open to most kinks. Spanking (when used for punishment) and anal are two of my favourites. My badly outdated O&Os list is in my signature. Power imbalance is particularly loved. Romance. Relationship drama (as long as it's not the excessive and toxic kind) and character development.
Player Offs: Excessive violence/abuse (beating someone to the point of blood or injury; that sort of thing). Prolapse.

Character Ons: Ella's attracted to strength (physical and mental) and dominance (sexual and otherwise). She likes confidence and intelligence. Sexually, she's still developing her likes and dislikes. But she has a kinky mind and is willing to try most things.

Bio:

After the population crisis that nearly destroyed Earth in the late-21st and early-22nd centuries, humanity's various government agencies began to crack down on reproduction. The law allows each couple to birth two children before they must submit applications, which are subject to government approval, for each subsequent child they want to have. Applicants usually wait months to hear back about from the population-control agencies about their approval or rejection. Usually, this isn't an issue. Couples wait until they receive their approval before trying to have their third baby. However, some people only apply once they discover a third, unplanned pregnancy. By the time these women hear back about their approval, they've often given birth already. If they get their approval, there's no issue. But if rejected, they can be arrested and imprisoned if the authorities ever discover the child illegal. In these cases, the parent will often take the baby to a brothel, where one of the girls there can tell the government that the child is her own. DNA tests could expose the lie, but usually governments don't bother. The child will be clothed, fed, and cared for, but he or she will be condemned to a life of sexual servitude when he or she comes of age. Prostitution is legal on most planets now, but they all must be at least 18 years old.

Ella was one of these children. She grew up in a brothel on New Earth, the first extra-solar planet that we settled. Her childhood wasn't terrible. Everyone banded together to take care of her; she made friends; she was fed; she was comfortable. On her 18th birthday, though, her whole world changed. She'd come of age. She wasn't a child anymore. Now she needed to earn her keep.

There was an altercation with her first client. Ella refused to do the things he asked her to do. He tried to force her, and in defending herself she smashed a glass vase across his face. He didn't die, the glass cut deep into his face and left him severely scarred. Worse for Ella, he was an extremely powerful man whose connections ran a long way up New Earth's chain-of-command. He accused Ella of attempted murder.

The girl fled. She was smart enough to know that nobody was going to take the word of a whore over that of a high-ranking government official. She managed to keep ahead of the law for a while, but no one can run forever. And Ella didn't have any friends outside of the brothel. They found her a few months later and arrested her. Attempted murder normally wouldn't be enough to warrant a life-sentence on Alcatraz, but the corrupt prosecutors insisted the judge take her 'victim's' now-mangled appearance into consideration. What's more, she attempted to flee instead of turning herself in. She showed no remorse, they claimed. Above all, though, nobody really cared what happened to an 18-year-old whore of illegitimate heritage. Ella knew long before the verdict came down that her life was over.

The whole process took years; nothing the government did went quickly. But a few months after her 21st birthday, Ella Winters had a guard nudging her in the back to usher her off the shuttle and onto her new and permanent home in one of Alcatraz's many shantytowns.




Name: Sunny Liu
Played By: Foxy Oni
Face Claim: Sara Malakul Lane
Age: 22
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: Slim
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Role: Beta

Bio:

As the daughter of political activists, Sunny Liu followed in her parents' footsteps and frequently protested against how the government had abused the Earth. Then came the time she had gotten information about the corruption within the government population-control system and was about to expose it when she was arrested for narcotics. Sure, a neo-hippie like Sunny enjoyed her mind-altering substances on occasion but the authorities planted a large amount in her home and charge her with being a trafficker. They pointed to how much she travelled for her activism as proof she was a smuggler. In reality in was just a ploy to shut her up and it work. The harsh and strict judge, selected for this case by the government, gave her the hardest sentence he could. Then he raped her in his chambers and had her sent directly to Alcatraz. Now Sunny tries to survive on the prison planet, ironically a place she once protested to improve the conditions of. She tries to remain a good-hearted person but no one stays pure for long on Alcatraz.

Name: Amelie Belisse
Played By: Avarus
Face Claim: Lexi Vixi
Age: 28
Height: 166 cm
Build: Extremely athletic
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Dark
Role: Beta

Characters ons: Amelie is still a big fan of bondage and BDSM. Maybe there is a connection between her love for pain and her excessive exercising? Her secret fantasy? Being kidnapped, tied up, tortured and used.
Characters offs: ‘The toilet stuff’

Bio:

Born and raised on New Avalon, a well known garden world and tourist destination for the wealthy due to its rich nature and excessively nice climate, Amelie has lived in relative paradise. She was never rich though, born into a lower class family. Although she on social media projects the image of living the high life, in truth she is struggling to make ends meet. Her mainstream fashion modelling career failed to manifest, as did her fall back career as a fetish model. This all despite training every day to get that rock hard body everyone obsessed over. Unable to get the traction to get a career off the ground in her two passions she found herself at wits end, facing eviction and the looming danger of a life shackled to minimum wage jobs (the least fun thing to be shackled to!).

Luckily Amelie found a new occupation, finding the rich children of influential people. She would lure them into spending a night of kinky fun with her, and then subsequently using the images of that night to blackmail her victims into handing over large amounts of their parent’s money. It was essentially the honey pot. Once she had someone locked in she would have the cycle repeat, forcing her former clients to have more kinky nights with her in order to generate even more blackmail material. It was a scheme that eventually ran its natural course. In the end one of her victims found a way out, by secretly getting Amelie deported to the prison planet Alcatraz.

Amelie however did not discover this this out until she was already bound in nothing but her underwear and an armbinder, biting down on a ballgag, when she was suddenly led from the bedroom into a waiting shuttle. A few hours later and they touched down on the planet, and they simply kicked her out, still tied up. The next few hours were quite difficult, spent trying to wrestle out of the ties, after which she had to hike to a shantytown she saw on the horizon. Amelie has no idea under which crimes she has been placed on the planet or even if they put her there under her own name. Whatever it is, nobody is ever released from Alcatraz, making it all moot anyway. All she can do now is try her best to survive.




Name: Terpsichore 'Tee' Davke

Played By: HannibalBarca
Face Claim: Kaya Scodelario
Age: 26
Height: 4'11"
Build: Slender and fit
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Role: Beta, tech scavenger, schemer

Player O&Os: Here


Bio:

Tee gives the impression--as soon as seeing her--that she's crafty, slippery, and a survivor.  She's a native, born of a murdering psychopath mother who got pregnant on the trip to Alcatraz and didn't survive too far past giving birth to her daughter.  Raised by committee by the more maternal members of a gang, she showed a cagey intellect early on.  The gangleader was smart enough to see the benefit in a budding techie, and gave her whatever occasional memunits fell into the gang's hands.  This allowed Tee to educate herself on whatever was stored on them.  Owing to her scrawny, petite size, she also recognized as a child that she was never going to be able to get anywhere in their world on her physique alone.  This drove her to develop her mind and her personality towards deception, cleverness, and intellect.

There's no one on Alcatraz that really knows much about her--the real her, that is.  It's a good bet that she really doesn't anymore, either.  She's wrapped herself up in so many lies, false backgrounds, and red herrings that her own memories have become corrupted with them.  She's very good at assessing technology that ends up on the planet surface, and she's both a mechanic and electrician, coming by those skills through tireless, intense study of half-destroyed components and cast-offs from guards.  She knows she has useful skills, and usually hires herself out to whoever can pay her the most, instead of belonging to any one gang.  She knows her usefulness makes it less likely she'll be killed for any particular reason--especially if the leaders of all three gangs see her as a valuable commodity.

However, along with her survival instincts, intellect, and deceitful ways, she also harbors a deep, pervasive desire to belong, focused primarily in her intense submissiveness--when claimed by the right kind of woman.  It's another defense mechanism rooted in her brilliant, mishmash psyche.

Tee hates her given name, Terpsichore--the only remaining thing her mother gave her.  She often had the nickname 'Twerpsichore' as a child, and she made sure that particular nugget from her past was buried deep.  She's not the psychopath her mother was, but she's lied, stolen, and even murdered in her past to protect herself and keep her freedom...such as it is.  She's not inherently violent, but there isn't much she won't do to maintain her independence.



Name: Lisa Kirstovich

Played By: Malia Magnus Wolfe
Face Claim: Dayana Crunk
Age: 32
Height:5'8
Build: toned, slightly curvy
Hair Colour: red, for now
Eye Colour: blue
Role: beta for now -- aspiring alpha



Bio: A fox by name, a fox by nature. Whenever anyone wanted something done, information, an item not belonging to them, an assassination, they came to the fox. Lisa was a well traveled individual. From the outside, she seemed perfect. A girl born with many talents. Strong, smart, vicious. The truth, in fact far from. The Fox had two real talents, a talent for disguise almost unrivaled and a cunning mind. Criminals from the highest ranks of politicians to the lowest scummy drug-dealers had relied on her mind.

One might ask how this individual even came into renown. Was she trained from a young age to become a weapon for hire? A tragic backstory of loss where she had to climb from the bottom to where she is now? The truth, she wanted to steal a pair of boots. These boots where of the latest fashion when Lisa was sixteen. Their worth, almost priceless as this pair was a preview model made of the latest synthetic leather technology. Stain-resistant, slash-resistant, impact-resistant and soon to be in ten colours. The technology had many military applications, and therefore kept under extreme lock and key. Behind missile-resistant glass and guarded around the clock, the world was surprised when this set of boots was found missing while under twenty-four hour surveillance. Investigators found the security cameras off, no witnesses and a hole in the middle of the case with the Russian for 'Fox' on a card.

Obviously, she had not expected to get far and assumed Law enforcement would catch up to her sooner or later, but instead it seemed like she had accidentally auditioned to become one of Underworld's handymen. Lisa became incredibly busy after that. She received many jobs, always doing different things.

One morning she woke up and realised that sixteen years had passed since her first job. She looked around her scant and bare living space. She had more money than she knew what to do with, but she never had much time or anonymity to enjoy it. Law enforcement always being after her. She decided it was finally time to quit. A mistake.

Lisa was privy to a lot of information, confidential information. Out of fear that her sudden need to quit her job was a sign that she was planning to spill all their secrets and disappear into Witness Protection, some higher-ups who had been protecting her all this time decided it was time for her to disappear indeed, but on their terms. Lisa woke one day to find herself on a transport ship heading to a Prison Planet. With so many rumours surrounding her and her abilities, she was tied from her neck to her toes and gagged. There were also five rather large guards with mean faces with her on high alert. For the first time in her life, Lisa Kirstovich was trapped.

All her life she became whoever she needed to survive or get the job done. A simpering weakling, or an immortal assassin. She had lost it all. But wherever she was heading, she would do whatever it takes to reach the top again. Bow to anyone, and betray them. She would get her freedom. She looked down indignantly, her guards flinching. She chuckled through her gaga. They let her keep her boots.



Name: Emberlyn Macafee

Played By: Wicked Emi
Face Claim: Cydnee Black
Age: 24
Height: 5'3''
Build: Curvaceous with strong thighs and legs.
Hair Colour: Mostly black
Eye Colour: Bright blue
Role: Beta - will change to alpha later

Bio: Emberlyn grew up knowing she was going to prison. It's a weird thing to grow up knowing, but coming from a family that was already heavily in crime, she was brought up not only knowing, but doing petty crimes by ten years old. From theft to human trafficking, Emberlyn has pretty much done it all.

By seventeen, she was already taking over the drug trade in her area and moving on to trading other things. With a baby face and grown woman body, Emberlyn got away with actual murder. Plus with her unique features, most outwardly ogled her rather than try to take her in or get in her way.

On Emberlyn's twenty third birthday, her party got too big and it was too hard for the wrong, or rather right, people to ignore. When they got into the house, they found too much evidence to hide or destroy. After all, Emberlyn was used to everyone looking away. However, a too serious cop decided it was time for her to get her just desserts.

New to the prison, Emberlyn decided two things. Find someone to protect her while she learned everything, then be her usual bad bitch self and climb the ladder to be someone other than a bottom bitch while she spends her life at the prison.


Name: “Jay” Janna (Yanna) Sound

Played by: LadyMalabrache
Face Claim: Antje Trau
Age: 28
Height: 5'6"
Build: Skinny, toned
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Role: Beta / Mechanic

Player Ons: Happy to explore, only limits are in OFFs.
Player Offs: Extreme pain, snuff, pregnancy, urine and scat, mutilation.
Character Ons: Commanding and demonstrative partners, rebellious/anti-authoritarian attitudes, charismatic and indulgent partners, passion, bondage, praise kink
Character Offs: Player Offs, also: ignorance, petulance and brutality, coldness/indifference.

Bio: The desert world of Kamar-L was not one overflowing with opportunity. Janna was born to a working-class family in one of the few cloistered cities that pocked the face of the blasted planet like fading scars. The real money was in mining, and in the industries that kept the mining facilities beneath those cities running. The real money, of course, was in owning the companies that did the mining and also maintenance companies that supported the infrastructure of the mines.

Janna learned practical skills growing up, she knew how to repair a skiff, how to jury-rig a hover-loader to keep it running for a shift, how many sheets of steel you could weld to the end of a loader's grip to give it a tighter hold without stripping the gears in the motor that locked it into place.

Unfortunately, on a planet like Kamar-L, these jobs cannot always provide what one needs. Eventually, Janna found out that a lottery was being held, with 1/3rd of the planet's population being considered extraneous and shipped off to other worlds. When her number was drawn, she disappeared, afraid to leave the planet she was born on, now afraid to ever visit her family again.

She made her way to the city of Mikkaris, near the frigid southern pole of the desert world, and began taking any job she could find to make a living. Eventually, she became renowned for her skills in weapons modification, namely restructuring the weapons brought to her to remove their serial numbers and identifying marks as well as camouflaging them as industrial parts and equipment, allowing various groups the flexibility to stage coups throughout the galaxy through smuggling. She was, however, sold out by one of the gang members she'd sold a modified personal automatic needle pistol to, and due to her skills with machinery was sentenced to life at Alcatraz, ensuring she could never pass her skills on to anyone else who might threaten the system.



Name: Adinah Garfinkle

Played By: Hobbes1266
Face Claim: Nathalie Emmanuel
Age: 26
Height: 5' 3"
Build: Petite
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Role: Beta

Player Ons: Contests, struggles, romance, plot development, and more
Player Offs: Sexualized snuff and gore, scat, prolapse
Character Ons: Possessiveness, confidence, insecurity, condescension, romance
Character Offs: Lack of hygiene, cruelty, condescension

Bio: Adinah was born to a well off family that worked for the robotics megacorp, Kelog Industries, on Orion nine. Though her parents worked in finances, Adinah was fascinated by the technology that the company created, always trying to explore how the constructs of metal, plastic and other synthetic materials were able to move and react as if they were alive.

Adinah went to one of the best universities on the planet at no small expense, getting a degree in computer science with a focus in artificial intelligence. Nearly immediately upon graduation, Adinah was offered a job at Kelog Industries, but the companies rival, Kriion, offered her a job as well with considerably higher pay, which Adinah took without hesitation.

Adinah worked for Kriion for several years until she was contacted by Kelog Industries. The corporation informed her that they had discovered evidence that her mother had embezzled heavily from the company to pay for her education. In Kelog Industries benevolence Adinah was given an opportunity to prevent her mother from being punished to the full extent of the law, all she needed to do was connect a chip to the network of experimental defense drones at her work, presumably for the purposes of corporate espionage. Adinah reluctantly did as she was instructed, installing the chip when the opportunity arose, only for the drones to spring to life. Before Adinah could react to the unexpected turn of events, the drones fired upon her coworkers, and herself. The next thing Adinah knew she was in a hospital after nearly dying from her wounds, hearing several of the other patients discussing the investigation into the rogue drones.

Adinah didn't know if she had been in the hospital for days or hours before law enforcement arrived, but they came without warning and took her away. Adinah's trial was short, considerable evidence was presented linking her to several terrorist organizations that she had never heard of and Adinah's attempts to reveal Kelog Industries involvement were quickly proven to be desperate lies. Adinah was charged with thirteen counts of murder and terroristic acts, receiving a life sentence to Alcatraz.

Name: Mandy Rios

Played By: Babygirl1990
Face Claim: Demi Lovato
Age: 25
Height: 5'3"
Build: Fit
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Role: Beta - To Wyatt's Character

Player O&Os: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=190218.0
Character Ons: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=190218.0

Bio: Daughter of Pedro Rios, Mandy has been living a very comfortable life. Her father was a strong member of a cartel who disguised his work by using his daughter. Employing her to run a plant nursery, she not only handled the actual business, but also helped to hide all the drugs and weapons that were safely hidden in the shipments of dirt and plants. No one ever expected sweet faced Mandy to be doing work for her father like this, but she was his Princess and would do anything for him.

Including go to jail. Somehow, someone was able to get a warrant to raid the nursery, giving her no time to hide, run, or destroy the shop. She was arrested on the spot. While she didn't name her father, Mandy would be shocked to learned that her Daddy sold her out. Testifying that he had no idea what she was into, and lying about things she had never done, Mandy was sent away with a seed of hate planted inside of her heart. How could Daddy do that to her? He always loved her and protected her. Then again... he probably loved himself more. No doubt his second wife encouraged him to throw her under the bus.

[Amalthea]

Hi PeachyPie, just dropping by to note my interest. I’ll get a sheet sent to you later c:

[Yukina]

Interest noted. I'll be sending my sheet in a bit. :)

[Thera Regina]

Somewhat interested.

[Dashenka]

Yeah I'm interested

[Haibane]

Visiting to leave my business card Could be interested in an alpha or beta character.

[ElvenKitten]

*pokes her head in*

[PeachyPie]

Oh! I'm glad a few of you are showing interest. I was starting to think not enough people would respond.

If you're on the fence, send me a PM to ask any questions you might have.

If you want to send me a character sheet, it doesn't have to be substantial and I don't care what format you use. Face-claims are not required. Just make sure you include a bio that explains how your girl came to be imprisoned on the planet. Also note that these prison worlds are reserved for only the most serious offenders. You'll need to provide a plausible explanation for why your character was sent to Alcatraz.

We have no alpha characters yet, so I'd appreciate those of you happy to write a dominant character. And I'll be happy to create an alpha of my own if need be.

[Dashenka]

I don't want to take over anything but isn't it easier to ask questions here? So everybody can read them and see the answer? :)

[PeachyPie]

You can ask major questions here. But I don't want to endlessly bump this thread for minor issues and questions that don't really affect the group. I'm also more on top of checking PM's.

[Dashenka]

Ok :)

[avarus]

Color me interested, I'll send a sheet ^^

[avarus]

Great, just one more Alpha needed

[Notadrywall]

I'd be interested in playing an alpha

[BlueEyedBard]

Message sent.

[avarus]

Looks like we have a full roster ^^ Or are more people being considered?

[PeachyPie]

We're definitely not full. Six people was the absolute minimum, not the maximum. That said, I'm happy to get started and anyone else who wants to join remains welcome to send an application.

I'm going to try posting some stuff over the next few days that will hopefully help get things going. Most pressing, I think, is a detailed description of the shantytown our characters will all be sharing. I'll try to have that by tomorrow.

I also plan to setup an OOC thread where people can request scenes with other members of the group. I'll post some details on how I think that should work later. Everyone is more than welcome to contribute their own suggestions.

Lastly, this isn't a system-game, and I'm not planning to be any sort of GM (I've already mentioned that, but here it is again). Everyone is welcome to write their own scenes in this setting however they want to do them, provided you're following the site's rules and my own (listed above). Obviously, I do ask that you avoid altering the world in any meaningful way in your scenes, except when I give you my explicit permission to do so. Just as important, make sure that whatever scenes you write make sense within the world as I've described it. If you have any questions about that, please ask (I will be posting more information about this later). Furthermore, since I'm not a GM I'm not going to force people to write together, though I will write with anyone who asks me (as long as you're not being a pushy dick and asking for things I don't like). I'm also more than happy to create additional characters of my own if it will benefit the game. That said, if you're only ever willing to write with one other person, I will probably remove your character from the list and ask you to leave the game.

Any questions, feel free to ask.

[BlueEyedBard]

At the start of the game are we saying characters have already been on the planet for awhile, or are we all arriving for the first time?

[PeachyPie]

That's up to each of you individually. Your character can be brand new, she can be a long-time resident, or anything inbetween.

[BlueEyedBard]

Then I'd say Robin has been there for awhile, at least long enough to have formed a moderate sized gang 

So long as that's ok setting wise ^•^

[Bibliophilia]

-tempted...-

[BlueEyedBard]

Bibli!
Join us!

[Bibliophilia]

Because I'm horribly predictable and every game I play her in seems to die...I'm gonna reserve Ruby Rose for an Alpha.

[Dashenka]

Why do I never find female dominant characters when I'm looking for a 1on1... and in this game, so far at least, the female dommes outnumber the subbies...