A Hard Days Drilling: Sci-Fi Slice Of Life [MxM Masc x Femboy] [RECRUITING DOMS]

[Esokos]

I'll be a hole please. A sexy femboy hole ;p. I'll get to work on a profile soon. Thank you

[Vergil Tanner]

No problemo! I'll edit as soon as I've finished eating <3

[Sergeant]

I'll go with Technician and hopefully have the BIO up either today or tomorrow!

[Vergil Tanner]

And reserved! I can't wait to see what you come up with <3

[Tsume]

Looks like you guys have absolutely too many femboys already, so I won't put my hat into the ring, but wow this prompt is hot. Looks like a ton of fun - I hope it'll be readable even for those not involved directly. I'd love to keep up with the developing story.

[Worshipping Master]

Hey there...

I have an idea for a character in the game but I'm not sure if it would be acceptable.

He's quite a bit of a bastard, a villain even, which is why I worry he might not be appropriate as a pc, depending upon how you'd like to run the game. An alcoholic Dockworker. He used to be on the mining team but an accident left him with a permanent disability. HR loopholes allowed him to keep a position as it's cheaper for the company than paying for any kind of disability or the like so he moved to the docks.

He's become an ornery shite since the injury and the troubles with the company. My plan would be to create him as a character to eventually leave the game. It would be great to see him killed off at some point but there's also the possibility of he gets fired at some point because his performance would get progressively worse and worse as he spiraled out. He would be unpredictable and abusive (while still working stuff out with the other writers, of course), not a very kind partner at all.

Anyway, let me know what you think, please.

[Vergil Tanner]

Hey Tsume!
Who said we have too many? We're recruiting all roles, aren't we? Throw your hat on in!


Heyya, Worship!
I have to admit, my initial reaction is that sort of character, whilst interesting, might not be the right fit for the game. It's not really the tone we want to accomplish, and you might find that not many people want to play with an outright abusive partner. I'll talk to Montagne, but my first reaction is that it might not be the right game for that kind of character. But I'll talk to Montagne and let you know!

[D1112277]

I think I'd like to throw my hat in the ring for the last technician (miner) spot.  Working up a writeup now.

[Vergil Tanner]

No problemo! Reserving for ya now!

[D1112277]

Name: Thaldrim Morsby
Nicknames: Tal (common), Fingers (only by those who know him well and he actually likes)
Age: 27
Gender & Sexuality: Theoretically mainly heterosexual, he would have said a couple years ago, but a guy's got needs, you know?

Role: Technician (Miner) First Class
Motivation: Leaving an old life behind.
Titles: Tal isn't much for names.  "Sir" would be fine, but he doesn't press that.  Otherwise use his name.
Faceclaim: Makoto Tachibana (Free!)

Appearance:  Tal doesn't carry the sheer body mass of most of the miners and breakers on board, but he nonetheless stands an even six feet, 175 pounds of ripped lean muscle.  Youthful looking even for his age.  Flexible-looking, graceful in gait and movements.  Prefers to keep everything below the neckline clean shaven, which is handy as half of it's been singed off in one risky repair process or another anyway.

Personality: In a phrase: one cocky son of a bitch, and mildly kleptomaniacal.  Tal is good at his job, really good.  The problem is he knows it, and if you don't like how he does it it's because you're wrong and he's right.  Frankly, dealing with people who are wrong all the time can be tiring, and for that reason he does value what privacy is available on board.  Likewise, he's proud of the body he's built while on board. The details of company bureaucracy are utterly lost on him -- his job is to fix things, not keep track of what parts come from where.  Most things can just be fixed with electrical tape and a bit of copper wire anyway, and that's what the bosses want judging by his last promotion -- on time and way under budget.  If a few extra parts go missing instead of being properly disposed of, or some psychedelic drugs get slipped on board so he can properly enjoy himself on his off time, why should anyone care?

History: Gamma Three is no place for anyone to grow up, the entire dirty nasty planet highlighting all the worst features of modern society.  Thaldrym was lucky to be born into the role of street rat, instead of far more unpleasant fates like orphanage pawn or sweatshop slave.  At least as a street rat you get a real education in life, get to meet new people, learn how to take care of yourself.  Learn how to liberate things that you need, from people who don't need it any more, without them noticing ideally, and turn other people's trash into your own treasure.  Which you can then sell off for even more useful things, if you do your job right.

He was always a quick hands-on learner; technology and circuitry and welding came naturally to him.  The Grendelli crime family on Gamma Three took notice.  Just as a mobster can't just walk into a hospital and get treatment for a laser-knife wound without any questions being asked, sometimes valuable and important equipment gets broken (over someone's head) and you need a good repairman.  Tal fit very well into that role.  He was very dedicated to his work, and he was good at what he did.  The only problem was, he was the only one that really understood what he was doing, and that presented opportunities.  Opportunities to liberate a few things that he needed, like cobbling together five silencers from materials they'd dumped on him, and turning in four and keeping the other one for a sale on the side.  No way they could ever catch him, he thought, until they did.  He needed a way out, because stealing from the Grendellis is about the dumbest thing you can do.  He needed a way to get as far the hell away as he could, before the Grendellis did what they were good at, which usually involved an unpleasant amount of dying.  Shintech was hiring.  Crap work, yeah, but would take you someplace where nobody would want to bother to find you. 

Education?  Yeah, of course, here's my (carefully forged, he knew a guy) diploma from Gamma Vocational Tech.  Experience?  Yeah, I've got experience.  They were skeptical, but threw a couple practicals at him, and damned if he didn't pass those with flying colors.  So off to Ragna 1 it was, wherever the hell that was... man, they really didn't stress enough how much of a shithole this place was.  Oh well.  Figure a couple years, build a legitimate resume, things will die down and he can head home, or pick a somewhere else to call home.  That's probably safer.  As long as he doesn't get fired, which would mean a premature trip home, everything will be great.

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Likes: Tinkering with anything mechanical, better living through chemistry, swimming, personal hygiene, some goddamn peace and quiet for once.
Dislikes: People who ask too many questions, people who break stuff too often, stupid people in general really -- most of them anyway.  Also, any concept of "the book" by which things are supposed to be done.
Character Ons: Bondage, any and all manner of toys and devices, being in control, teasing/edging/orgasm denial and control, nipple play, breath play, receiving blowjobs, handjobs (both giving and receiving), and the sight of cum flying through the air, especially that moment when it reaches the very top of its parabola and hangs there.  Almost doesn't matter whose it is, really.
Character Offs: Any kind of scat or watersports, body mutilation, receiving anal, too much kissing.

Player O/o: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310764.0 -- I'm not normally all that much into M/M, but honestly, this story kinda spoke to me, so here I am.  Also, Tal is mainly interested in one-on-one encounters, though he supposes two companions at once might be okay...

Extra: One of his more benevolent uses of his talents of late has been in expanding the recreational facilities on the colony through diversion of otherwise-wasted resources.  That brand new sauna?  His idea.  Proud of it.  His next push is to hollow out Storage Bay 17 and flood that -- would make a  great natural geothermally-heated pool.

[Vergil Tanner]

Okey dokey! I'll chat with Montagne when he awakens from his slumber and get back to you

[Montagne]

Approved. He seems like a fine character!

[Tsume]

If you're certain, I suppose I'll give it a shot! Never done a roleplay like this, so it's both intimidating and exciting. I'd like to reserve the second technician assistant spot, if that's alright.

[Vergil Tanner]

Ok, and reserved! I can't wait to see what you have in mind

[Tsume]

Name: Esriel Solvanee
Nicknames: Ez. Ezzie. Ellie. (Ranked in order of how much he loathes each one.)
Age: 20.
Gender & Sexuality: Male, Gay.

Role: Technician's Assistant (Companion)
Motivation: A black mark on his record prevented him from securing a proper technician's contract. He intends to use this contract as a stepping stone into a proper technical position.
Titles: "I . . . don't understand the question, and I would prefer not to answer it."
Faceclaim: Waver Velvet. (Fate/Zero)

Appearance:
Esriel has truly blessed genetics. Not really because he's particularly beautiful or stunning, but because his form remains graceful and slight and toned despite the fact that he has basically never willingly exercised in his entire life. He is a bookish young man, and he fits the 'nerd' stereotype well - he's short, lithe, and his hair is usually some flavor of unkempt. He dresses neatly enough - more for practical comfort and ease of motion at his work than any ostentatious goals. He is very unlikely to dress overtly femininely on-purpose, unless this requirement is impressed upon him by those with authority to do so. Perhaps hoping that dressing like a librarian will allow him to pass beneath the notice of the miners, and allow him to work in peace.

Speaking of escaping notice, his posture is usually subtly withdrawn - head down, eyes ahead, always attempting to look like he has somewhere else to be. His narrow frame rounds into a pleasantly plush cushion of rump, visible even through his preferred slacks. His expression is usually either pensive, subtly nervous, or unsubtly annoyed -  though there's a feminine grace and softness to the angles of his cheeks and his chin, to the long flowing eyelashes and the softness of pink lips, pursed into a frown.


Personality:
However irritating Esriel is now, take comfort in knowing that he was almost certainly worse at some point. Raised with a strong streak of ambition and competition, Esriel is a person that whole-heartedly believes that he's the smartest person in the room, and therefore the best. While he might deny this assertion, knowing enough to know that this brand of elitism serves him poorly, it tends to shine through in little ways - the way he slows his voice down when conversing with someone he considers to be his intellectual lesser, or the way he pointedly averts his eyes whenever he hears something he considers to be foolish.

Not that he really does much conversing these days. He's a nervous young man, and quiet - he keeps to himself as much as possible, trying to fly beneath the radar by way of being polite and small and inoffensive. Haughty arrogance has given way to head-down, nose-to-grindstone perseverance - though neither is necessarily incredibly conducive to a healthy social life. He doesn't fit in well on the colony, and he knows it - his superiority complex leading to an inferiority complex, forever devouring one another like an ouroboros.

History:
What do you do when you spend your entire life trying to be something that life proves, conclusively, that you're incapable of being? When your entire world view is centered on being the best and brightest, and then . . . you're neither.

Esriel sure as shit doesn't have an answer for that one, yet. Born within Federation space to a lower-class family, it became clear from an early age that Esriel was gifted. Year eight level mathematics when he was only in year three.  Reading at age 4. Sweeping the science categories at his local academic competitions. For a single mother raising three children with little more than a janitorial position and a meager monthly stipend, Esriel was an opportunity. A mind that could lift them up and out of the dredges of poverty, that could make them comfortable. And so he was pushed. By his mother, by his teachers, by himself. Told every day of his life how smart and special and good he was - no time for friends, no time for games, no time to be anything but a sponge for knowledge, studying and excelling and working until finally his opportunity came. Sure, his ruthless and unending pursuit of academic excellence brought no shortage of bullying and ridicule upon his head, but what did that matter? He just had to prove them wrong. At age 16, he was offered a grant to attend one of the most prestigious academic acceleration programs in the Federation. Two years of rigorous education that would prepare him to be accepted into the secondary education of the universe's best and brightest. A door, unlocked, that lead to the future he was promised. All he had to do was keep sprinting, dead ahead, until he could grasp the handle.

Pity then, that he tripped and fell and knocked all his own teeth out.

Be the best. Be the smartest. Be on top.  Except he was none of these things. Even just six months within the accelerated program proved that to him. He wasn't a genius. He was semi-gifted, but not brilliant. And he began to fall behind. His grades slipped. Stress piled upon his shoulders until it felt like it might smash him to pieces. He danced right up to the edge of a nervous breakdown, before a friend told him about an opportunity - the potential to utilize a backdoor into the records of the program, to alter his grades. Just a bit. Just a small bump, just enough to put him on the map. Desperate, he leaped upon the opportunity. And absolutely detonated his own life.

Caught. Expelled. Three years at home, barely leaving the house, barely speaking to anyone. Failure. Useless. Nothing. After three years, his mother had had enough - she was already pushing his younger siblings to excel, she had no use and no space for a layabout. He was out. Living in rented room to rented room. Until one, final opportunity presented itself.

Shintech was recruiting. It wasn't glamorous, it wasn't exciting, but climbing the corporate ladder there might mean that he could still pull his life out of the spiral that it had sunk into. That he might actually have worked and strived and suffered for something. They couldn't offer him a proper engineering position, nor even a basic technician one, but they did have something - an technician's assistant role. He didn't even read the contract. He signed, without hesitation. Humbled, but not broken. He views the colony as his chance to start over, to become a version of himself that he can live with.

Likes: Books, quiet, privacy, sweet and sour foods, witty humor, logic puzzles, solving problems, games (reluctantly), receiving a limited amount of positive attention from men in an environment that he can easily escape from if he so chooses.
Dislikes: Spicy food, raunchy humor, sports, mocking impressions of himself, a lack of privacy, being dirty, receiving attention from men in literally any other scenario than the one listed above. (Or so he says, at least.)

Character Ons: (All unknowingly.) Big guys with big voices and big personalities. Broad shoulders. Man smells. Being dominated, being bullied. Giving rimming, receiving watersports, being used by a group.
Character Offs: Being left dirty for long period of time. Being brutalized or beaten.

Extra:
-Esriel is extremely jealous of Oliver's hobby of model-crafting, and desperately wishes to be invited to participate, but is far too proud to ask.
-Esriel has paid careful attention to the schedules on the colony, and has mapped out exactly when the communal showers are at their most empty. If he has to set an alarm and wake up in the middle of his sleep cycle to utilize them then, he will.
-Esriel snores, but fairly quietly, and only when sleeping on his back.
-Esriel has never willingly said a single word while in Conrad's presence.
-Esriel has attempted to learn how to play over five instruments. Every single one of them has gone poorly.



[Hope this works! Let me know what you think, and I can change or edit it if not. I kinda leaned into him being an absolute mess, so I'd understand if that doesn't appeal.]

[Lynnette]

Just to clarify, you meant the building of models right? Because Oliver doesn't model, photography-style, he puts together models of stuff, think gunpla-kits, that sorta stuff Just more "mature" stuff, i.e. ships, planes (Or whatever the equivalent would be

[Tsume]

Right, sorry, I did mean it in the sense of "the construction of models". I'll edit to reflect that better.

[Lynnette]

Right, sorry, I did mean it in the sense of "the construction of models". I'll edit to reflect that better.

Hehe, no worries, just wanted to make sure we didn't have a misunderstanding on our hands

[Vergil Tanner]

Well, interesting! I like him, the cute little boy! I'll talk to Montagne when I can track him down and see about approving him officially!

[Esokos]

Name: Tori Valsonis.
Nicknames: Candy (From his stripping and escorting days referring to him as arm or eye candy)
Age: 21
Gender & Sexuality: Gay

Role: Companion (Hole)
Motivation: Sold to pay off his owners debts.
Titles: 1) Whatever his partner wishes to call him, 2) Name
Faceclaim: "Unknown." A character by incaseart

Appearance:

Tori is a five foot three inch blonde bombshell. He is a smaller male weighing less than 100 lbs due to his tiny frame and of active daily routines. He has a overly feminine build with soft dainty hands and feet that are always painted to perfection and very rarely the same colour two days in a row. He was blessed with his mothers curves at least in the lower region a fact that he is both thankful for and despises due to his history but his rather large bubble butt is one of his best features and he knows how to make good use of it. His large blue eyes and pretty plump lips are some of his most distinguish features along with his peirced nipples, ears and belly button. These filling in the semi toned midriff and drawing attention to his puffy little nipples. Tori's hair changes like his nails although a little slower and in Tori's case its at the preference of his partner he is a natural blonde and left alone long enough her prefers to keep it that way but his hair is constantly being forced into wigs etc to match his partners wants and needs.


Personality:

Tori can be quite a character to figure out as he is an introvert given his history and preferring his own company in his down time but in the presence of others he has a outgoing and playful even slutty persona. He is a naturally ditsy character and clumsy always getting himself into all kinds of trouble when he gets a moments freedom and has gained a love for partying and dancing through his forced career over the years of servitude to the club owner he was sold to. His playful person makes him a big personality in the room and he seeks to please people as best he can while always being polite and respectful to them as it would cost him a lot more than earnings if he was ever rude to the people he came in contact with.

He may have always been on the job but he did develop a sense for partying and is always raring to go whenever someone places a alcoholic beverage in front of him a more learned behavior form his 'friends' at the club. He is a lustful character it being his biggest sin and vice leading him to flirt with anyone and everyone he meets. His lust is insatiable and he is always wanting more a curse for his day to day life as he is never able to get anything done.


History:

Tori's upbringing with his parents was as great as a person could get he lived in a small village with no real danger or crime on a distant planet on the outskirts of the Kol systems. He was a quite and reserved child but one that was always happy and content with a family that provided everything that he could have ever wished or wanted in life. He was blessed with a near perfect upbringing that most would kill for, a life away from danger or poverty. His village only knew death and suffering when natural causes struck a member of its community. A easy life out of the way for them turmoils of the rest of the galaxy. Well that was up until the day that the Pirates descended from the skies.

Tori was taken from his home world after pirates slaughtered his village and family, he was taken aboard the ship to be raised as part of the crew however as the years progressed and his physical appearance didn't turn out as expected considering the pirates had taken a young male they quickly sold him into slavery as no member of the crew wished to sleep with another male instead preferring the allures of a pure female not just one that looked like one . He was sold to the nearest slave market in which he was quickly sold to a wealthy crime boss who owned a huge string of clubs and casinos that needed cheap labor and slaves that would keep their mouths shut.

He spent years inside of the club working the tables, serving the meals and cleaning the place down daily. But as he grew older the boss began to groom him for a role that he would fill inside the club in years to come and had him train in the art of singing and dancing putting him up on stage as a singer and back up dancer for the girls on inside of the club. But things didn't all go the way things where according to for him as the boss had plans for him to be a singer and entertainer for the clubs but as the years went by and his femininity began to blossom he began gaining real attraction with the patrons of the club even after his gender was revealed in a bid to get his patrons back to viewing the regular girls dance. The boss a greedy sleaze ball spotted an opportunity that he could capatalise on and transitioned Tori from singer to dancer almost immediately.

A hit that just kept giving as people would offer to pay him for more than just a dance, offers that he would willingly turn down as he had no intention of sleeping with the men that he danced for. A decision that was soon take from him as his boss told him it was his job and his way to pay for his living costs and after a few days of his food being taken to prove that his earnings payed his way his mind changed about the 'extras' that his clients would ask for and he was soon being used nightly more and more frequently by his patrons so much so that he began to let go of the shame and humiliation of it all and begin to enjoy the constant pleasure and pain at the hands of his clients. He was already a sought after star in the club and when his owner decided to build a special club for people like him he was the main attraction and ranking star with his face on the posters all over the city even becoming the face for the brand as the femboy strip clubs began to open over the galaxy but some financial trouble caused his boss to seek elsewhere for loans and ways to help fund his empire and get back onto its feet and one of the ways he did this was when a porn company approached him about Tori becoming a star for them.

A deal that was struck behind the poor boys back and soon he was in front of cameras all over the galaxy being fucked by different men and women of all races making his boss money at his expense. The more movies he made the more kinks and fetishes where thrown at him leaving him completely desensitized to anything taboo and out there and leaving him almost constantly horny. No matter his fame and success his boss had overstretched his abilities as a business man and had fallen into financial ruin after his criminal empire had taken a hit from an internal gang war and most of the family being taken into custody. So when an offer from Shintech Mining Solutions  came for a lump of money to allow him to bride certain key officials to look the other way and pardon him of his crimes he quickly accepted not reading the small print. The small print that would see him loose his star stripper and video vixen to the company he now owed a large sum of money to.  A piece of small print that had Tori almost instantly seized by large burly men of whom he tried to seduce as the carried him away more than willingly into a series of ships and bound him as a piece of property inside a space ship that was heading to  Ragna 1 a location that he had no idea he was going.  Instead all that was given to him was a few skimpy clothes and a note informing him of what exactly had happened and what was going to be happening from that point forward as he headed to and into his new life and role as a hole for the miners of  Ragna 1

Likes: Shoes, Shopping, Clothes, Make up, Dressing up, Cosplay, Role play, Dancing and singing. Movies and drawing, flirting, caming, video games and comics

Dislikes: Sports, Insects, General rudeness

Character Ons: Dominant Men who have their way with him, BDSM, Denial and chastity, edging, foot play both his and others, Humiliation, Gangbangs, Oral, Restraints, Toys, Fucking machines, Gags of all kinds. Large cocks, Huge cocks, Milking, DP, being disciplined and trained, nipple play, rimming (Both giving and receiving) All forms of cum play and cum (Both his own and others) Watching men brawl or fight he loves a real alpha male. Shows of strength and manliness.
Character Offs:  Mutilation, Gore, Scat


Player O/o:  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=273894.0

[Vergil Tanner]

I shall get back to you, of course, once I've spoken to Montagne. But I like him!

[Vergil Tanner]

Alright, Montagne has gone a bit MIA over the last few days - last I heard, his life had gotten a bit hectic, so he'll be back soon! - so for the moment, I'll have to start making some unilateral decisions to keep things moving.

@Wandering Master:

I've thought about the concept, and I have to stick to my guns here. I don't think that sort of idea really fits the game's tone, and I have to admit that I'm hesitant to approve a character who I know's main goal is to die. Miners die all the time, of course, but there's a difference between having it happen off screen and having it happen to an actual PC. Plus, I'm not sure many of the characters would be into having their characters abused in the way you're implying, which means I'm not sure YOU would have a good time, since your interaction options would possibly be severely limited. I'd love for you to join, but I'm not sure that specific concept would really work in this kind of game.


Tsume & Esokos:

I love the characters, and I don't see anything that I think Montagne would object to! I might ask for edits down the road when Montagne comes back, but for now, they're both approved! <3



ATTENTION ALL APPLICANTS

We're CLOSING Femboy Applications for the time being. We have a good number of Subs, but we don't have enough posted and ready Doms to handle them all. As such, I am closing applications for Fems until we have some more Mascs. <3

Thank you!

[Vergil Tanner]

To let people know, Tokyorose has withdrawn due to life complications, so has given up the "Chief Technician" spot. So if you want to make a Chief Technician Miner, go ahead! The spot is currently vacant!

[Montagne]

Alright, Montagne has gone a bit MIA over the last few days - last I heard, his life had gotten a bit hectic, so he'll be back soon! - so for the moment, I'll have to start making some unilateral decisions to keep things moving.

@Wandering Master:

I've thought about the concept, and I have to stick to my guns here. I don't think that sort of idea really fits the game's tone, and I have to admit that I'm hesitant to approve a character who I know's main goal is to die. Miners die all the time, of course, but there's a difference between having it happen off screen and having it happen to an actual PC. Plus, I'm not sure many of the characters would be into having their characters abused in the way you're implying, which means I'm not sure YOU would have a good time, since your interaction options would possibly be severely limited. I'd love for you to join, but I'm not sure that specific concept would really work in this kind of game.


Tsume & Esokos:

I love the characters, and I don't see anything that I think Montagne would object to! I might ask for edits down the road when Montagne comes back, but for now, they're both approved! <3



ATTENTION ALL APPLICANTS

We're CLOSING Femboy Applications for the time being. We have a good number of Subs, but we don't have enough posted and ready Doms to handle them all. As such, I am closing applications for Fems until we have some more Mascs. <3

Thank you!

Sorry guys, busy couple of days at work. Thankfully I have my admirably capable co-GM. I'm happy with Tsume and Esokos' characters so we can get them moved to the active section and into the IC.

[Worshipping Master]

@Wandering Master:

I've thought about the concept, and I have to stick to my guns here. I don't think that sort of idea really fits the game's tone, and I have to admit that I'm hesitant to approve a character who I know's main goal is to die. Miners die all the time, of course, but there's a difference between having it happen off screen and having it happen to an actual PC. Plus, I'm not sure many of the characters would be into having their characters abused in the way you're implying, which means I'm not sure YOU would have a good time, since your interaction options would possibly be severely limited. I'd love for you to join, but I'm not sure that specific concept would really work in this kind of game.

Understood. I have been kicking some ideas around with Yarnover that aren't quite as dark.