Overview

So I was thinking of rebuilding this with a slightly different plot then what we have, and maybe scaling down the massiveness of the environment. as it seems apparent when people have an open ended rp, instead of allowing them to be creative and do almost anything they want it seems they most commonly just do nothing at all. So my Plans are as the following goes: - Cut down the scale of the ship: instead of a planets population maybe just have a couple thousand at most. like a small township in size. This will also reduce need for npc's as many people suggested the current scale would require a massive amount of npcs which I nor anyone else would have the capability to up keep. - Change the plot: The current plot is much more open ended and seems that it doesn't engage people enough. I will make a new plot to have a more straight forward objective. - Define a specific set of species: Allowing anyone to create any species they wanted created too much variation and most people would just use a new species instead of picking human or an existing species. So in the new updated rp there will be a specific set of species so that the population of each species can be built up a bit more. Some species from this iteration of the club will be carried over. - Events: I had originally planned for there to be events in this rp. That will still be the case but I plan to have events be more in number than what I originally planned. - change the way that the club is structured (maybe): I am toying with the idea of having the rp structure differently. Instead of having a bunch of topics representing each area I am thinking of having a main rp segment and allowing people to create offshoot rp segments for interactions between characters. I will post a reference topic that will show the basic areas of the ship with reference photos of what it would look like so people can have the same information to refer to. Now I will go over the new storyline that I will propose. New name: Origin Point Zero Story: Throughout history on worlds with intelligent life there has always been stories of ones disappearing from the world via abduction from off-world life-forms. While usually these claims get brushed off as insanity, these claims have been true. An alien species called the U'vahn (pronounced as oo-phon). They have been kidnapping people from various planets and using them as slaves to build up their own infrastructure. The U'vahn were brutal and would abuse their slaves sometimes beating some to death. However after many generations of living under oppression the ones born on the U'vahn home world eventually grew up without knowledge of their original homeworlds only hearing tales of it through word of mouth from their elders. Eventually the slaves had enough and rose up and pushed back the U'vahn and stole a set of U'vahn battle cruisers. With the stolen ships the previously enslaved culture set out to find the homeworlds they had heard so much about from their elders, the origin points (the ship in this rp is set for earth so all members on it either are human, alien human hybrids, or aliens who chose they want to live on earth instead of the other worlds of rumor). There will be dangers though, as the U'vahn will be pursuing the stolen ships as well as there being other possible hostile entities. the way that these refugees would defend themselves would be through use of dog fighter ships and a set of Mech suits that the U'vahn have used for space combat. (Not everyone will be able to use the mech suits.) please let me know what you think of this sort of restructure and if you have suggestions for it I will like to hear them in the suggestions thread. @jp500 @Melethron @Busterbugs @Kissa @Violetrain @Gardsorm @DreamsnThings @Cash Money Chad @Starcry @Godot @Harp99 @NewHere @RayRay

Leinus raised his head to the starry dome overhead. All thought of his ceremony seemingly forgotten as he let out a soft cry of pure passion. The Sophan's lean body seemed overcome. His smooth skin formed little goosebumps, and every muscle stood tense and ready. His cock twitched inside Acacia, before releasing its potent load. A wave of heat surged forth like an invisible hand. Reaching inside of Acacia to mark the most intimate parts of her. Yet perhaps the most erotic part of the situation, was the way his eyes gazed down upon her. Lingering on Acacia's face and her heaving chest, as though to memorize every detail of her body in that moment. His eyes lingered for a moment, before his senses returned. His eyes closed, as he continued the prayer. "Oh womb of the Earth, take this offering of passion as tribute. Bless the fruits of our labor, as you have blessed our bodies with this lust. Let us give you the gift of our seed, as you gift us with the fruit of your womb." With that, Leinus slowly drew himself free. His cock slid slowly from within her, white running in a small stream from her folds as he drew himself forth. As his cock slipped free of her and bounced in place, it released a new and fresh stream of his semen. It splattered along her belly, breasts and even to her chin as though in thanks. The thick shaft standing half erect in the hopes of some kind words of praise. But Leinus only smiled down at her, as though he were pleased at a quick and insightful question from a student. "You did wonderfully, Acacia." With that, he leaned forward. His thin body crouching down over Acacia. One of his small hands ran up her arm, drifting to her neck before reaching the back of her neck. Fingers running through his hair, before his lips found hers in a quick and tender kiss. As they parted, his eyes lingered on hers. The two orbs, green and blue, studying her face. "The ritual is complete. Our little sapling, having absorbed some of our energy, will hopefully grow tall and strong. But if you wish to continue making love...I could not refuse you."

Lost in the moment, Acacia felt pressure build within her. Each touch, each kiss, each thrust fed her own desires and pleasures. She had little awareness of anything else, just living and sharing in this moment until she felt the pressure break through and overwhelm her. She moaned loudly, but didn't hear herself. Her body was rocked by the tide of sensation that flowed through her, into her, and over her. Her skin felt everything, both inside and out, and the sensations overloaded her. Some part of her realized that the tendrils that were part of the genetic experiment that was conducted on her began to stir, but the pressure of her back against the ground prevented them from releasing. That was always the great fear at moments like these, but they were trapped and the danger was minimized.

The Sophan's body was lean, hardly the form of a man who could resist Acacia's embrace even if he wanted to. Though it was clear by the glimmer in his eyes, that there was no place he would rather be. Her arms pulled his tanned body against her own. His flat chest pressing against her breasts, enticing even the emotionless alien as he savored the contact. The soft sound of their bodies meeting filled the glade around them, as his hips pushed his manhood into her folds, stirring her delightfully as his length probed her innermost depths. Leinus's lips found hers, pressing against them as his tongue stole sensually into her mouth. Thin arms wrapped around Acacia's sides to run along her back. One hand brushing through her hair as his tongue lapped against her own. All thoughts of the world outside seemed to vanish from his mind. His position, his duty, the colony ship. All faded as he made love to the beauty in his arms.

Acacia's mouth opened for him, hungry with desire and need that she hadn't realized was there. Her breasts swayed with each thrust and she reached up to feel his body, caress him, pull him into her. Despite her inexperience, her body knew what to do and she let it. Her body accepted Leinus and she began to pull him fully onto her, wanting to feel his weight and heat upon her, flesh against flesh. Her mouth and tongue sought his, and her nipples tingled with anticipation. She moaned with desire and pleasure.

The soft hands of the Sophan grasped her hips as Leinus thrust his length into Acacia's waiting folds. Despite his youthful experience, Leinus was quite used to being used sexually. While he had his fair share of female admirers in college, graduate school and his time as a cadet, it had been some time since he had spent time like this. Unsurprisingly, in a department dominated by men, his chances to practice making love this way were few and far between. He could hardly resist a pant of pleasure as they slowly built up speed, his emotions slipping for a moment past the veneer of his emotionless control. His eyes, green in one eye and blue in the other, rested on her her body. Silently memorizing every feature on her face and curve of her breasts as his manhood explored her depths. Perhaps it was a desire to relish the moment, or he was simply entranced by her, but Leinus said nothing as he thrust into her. But after a few motions, he leaned against Acacia, and softly kissed her.

Name: Scylla Age: Looks around 18-20 in human years, though her actual age is a mystery Gender: Female Species: Unknown Brief species description: A creature birthed in a lab from a strange, fleshy egg. To this day, nobody knows where the egg came from Sexuality: Pansexual Height: 5’4 Weight:110 Lbs Personality: Scylla is as curious as can be and playful at times. Her education stemmed from observing others so she can give the impression of having the education of a child. She tends to be flirty by nature, possibly due to a constantly high libido, which may or may not be a trait inherited from experiments. Position (Passenger or Officer): Passenger Job (if any): No stable job, usually gets what she needs through other means Skills: She’s very nimble and capable of being very sneaky. She has other “talents” which she also use to get out of trouble or obtain what she wants. There isn’t much she knows how to do, aside from basic, everyday thing. Physical Description: Scylla is an hairless, green-skinned humanoid creature with a lean body and delightful curves, whose front is of a more human-like hue. Short, thick appendages serve as hair and she possess a long tail with a some small nubs around its tip and she has a long tongue, much longer than any human. Small, red “bubbles” adorn her hairline and thighs like jewels, their biological function unknown.

Acacia had practiced self control for her own survival, but it quickly slipped away under Leinus's practiced and controlled attention. She grasped the grass in her fingers and dug them into the ground as he penetrated her, and a whimper escaped her lips. She looked up at his calm and serene face and bit her lip, pleading with her eyes to continue. As he obliged, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, letting the sensations fill her, envelope her, please her. She had not let go like this for some time and some part in the back of her mind was afraid, but it was weak and dim and had no strength. Acacia's breasts were soft mounds that moved gently as her body pressed into the ground. A strand of her dark hair had broken away from her braid and provided a stark contrast against her porcelain skin. The hair was tickling her, but it was one sensation of many she was feeling and it went unnoticed. Her whimpers and moans grew louder in the open air of the garden.

Leinus's reaction was strange. He did not offer a gasp or a moan as Acacia kissed at his manhood. Nor did his body shudder or shake as her fingers teased his balls. Even as his cock slipped into her mouth, his body betrayed none of the usual small tells humans had when pleased by a woman. Leinus, being a Sophan, had no need of these reactions. He enjoyed it of course. The feeling of her mouth engulfing his manhood was nothing short of exquisite. But his mind was on other things. Namely, filling her with the same joy he felt. His hips worked themselves in smooth, regular thrusts. Pushing his manhood along her tongue, and teasing the back of her throat with the warm head of his shaft. His hand ran along her hair as he smiled approvingly to her. "Your mouth is a delight, Acacia. I am honored to have such a skilled assistant with me tonight." His fingers wove comfortingly through her hair. Until she tired of preparing them both. As Acacia leaned back, letting him go, he allowed himself a seat on the grass. His erection, still gleaming with her saliva, standing fully erect as she lay back, and offered herself to him and the earth. A smile, small but heartfelt, crossed the professor's face as he silently savored the moment. Then, he raised his hands, ahd his eyes to the star-studded dome overhead. "I offer myself and my seed to the earth, and to you. A gift of life, to be shared." The proclamation complete, he aligned himself with Acacia. But did not go straight for the first thrust. Instead, he seated himself before her legs. Leaned forward. And began to delicately lap at Acacia's folds with a small but agile tongue. His movements were not clumsy. This was clearly something he had practice with, and likely a fair amount judging by his skill. His tongue ran along her narrow entrance at first, carefully stealing inside to run his warm, wet tongue over her, before it emerged to flick at her clitoris, slowly building them both for the experience. It was only minutes later, when he was confident they were bother ready, that he emerged, fit his dripping cockhead to her offered womanhood, and slowly inserted his length inside her.

It was a little while before the shift officially ended. She figured dhe would go and check up on millie. She would leave the bridge and start to make her way to Millie's quarters. [We should move it to a thread for Milloes quarters.]

As soon as Millie was relieved, she rose from her chair. Moving a little more quickly than was dignified of a woman with such an elegant bearing. Those who had served with her and were particularly observant might have noticed her retreating with similar fretfulness the previous month. Still, she was glad when she left the bridge behind her. Having someone know her secret was...highly embarrassing. Though perhaps, a little arousing... The door to her quarters slid open, allowing her to retreat inside before closing it behind her. The room was relatively modest. A neat bed, a bookshelf a desk strewn with paper and pens. An easel stood in the corner, the half-completed image of a meadow upon it. Though the room had its more unusual tokens. A line of erotic novels sat on her bookshelf, at an angle hopefully too low for most to look. Her computer sat open on an eroge game she had been playing earlier. It was embarrassing. Unsightly. Something she normally would not do. But... Leaning against the door, Millie reached down. Fumbling with her uniform. In a moment, it was free. The alien shape hard and throbbing in her hand. It felt so nice against the cool touch of her carapaced hands. With low pants, she began to pump her length slowly, the thought of her visitor almost completely forgotten from her mind.

Acacia felt a sense of joy when she realized she could help, but blinked at the question. The men she had met had never asked her such a question and she had to think about it. She wanted to be on her hands and knees and feel the gravity pull at her, but there was a greater risk of her secret revealing itself. It was safer on her back where the pressure of the earth would help. While she considered the question, she reached out with her hand and tentatively touched his hardened sex, then gently took him in her hand and caressed him. She felt his cock twitch in her grasp and she tried to suppress a giggle, then leaned forward and kissed the tip. One of her hands cupped his jewels while she slid her tongue up and around, moistening it with her mouth. She then inserted it into her mouth and slowly took him into her. When she was comfortable, she slid her mouth up and down to try and please him while still fondling him. She continued this for some few moments, occasionally looking up at him for approval. When her jaw began to hurt she leaned back, letting the ground embrace her then spread her legs with the knees wide. "I offer myself to the earth and to you in the sharing of life and energy," she said and surrendered herself to Leinus.

“Of course.” The Sophan said, giving Acacia a small, warm smile. The kind he always offered his subordinates and coworkers when they made a realization. Though his hand did not cease its slow motions as he gazed into her eyes. “Sexual energies are an expression of life, where two meet to create new life. Even using contraceptives, the gesture itself is amore than enough to give our sapling its needed life force.” Leinus shuffled his knees, inching closer to Acacia and the sapling before resuming his seated position. His erection now stood, tantalizingly close. Proudly standing upright as if to coax Acacia into caressing it. But he only smiled at her, as if her pleasure was all that was on his mind. “How shall I take you, Acacia?”

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Slowly learning to actually use the rest of this site lol Planning on employing that red light district for something very much expected.. But also something not so expected

"Hey, cut me some slack, I had a long day... Besides, I'd have thought you'd find it a little insulting if I suddenly started sniffing you like a dog or something... Uh, no offense to any dog-styled aliens out there." Ray blinked and gave a quick, if awkward, chuckle. "Now that you mention it, I guess that explains why one always seems to smell like roses and the other... Well, can't explain that one. Now I'm curious about how good you smell." Okay, maybe he was starting to feel s little cheeky, wiggling his brows and grinning as he took his card back. "Sounds good to me. Take your time in there and enjoy yourself. Think you need it after a day like today." the male nodded, giving Lia the chance to head off for the showers while he dressed himself down to his birthday suit. Retrieving a towel to at least make himself decent, he wrapped it around his waist and stepped into the chamber. The familiar, comforting warmth was already radiating now, taking a seat and sighing in delight. "She looks friendly... I guess I have all the luck with Florasians, hmhm. Still, she sounds like she'll slap the incompetence off me if I get frisky with her. Just friends... And try not to stare too hard at her when she comes back." he mumbled to himself quietly, folding his arms and rolling his head around. Of course, what he told himself to do and what might happen were always two different things...

Hello. :3 Sorry, was a bit under the weather the last couple days, but post incoming shortly!

Hi everyone

Acacia watched the doctor with interest as he performed the prayer and noted his arousal at the end. She had not fiddled with her hair as he spoke, an accomplishment drilled into her from her teachers whom never tolerated idleness. The air felt nice on her bare skin, something that she rarely got to feel and she was enjoying the sensation. Small goosebumps formed on her arms as she watched Leinus and she looked at his cock as it hardened in his hand. "I would like to contribute, but I don't know how..." she said. She wanted to provide an offering equal to his, but she didn't think she could provide anything of it's equal. She had heard of other girls that could produce and spread their juices with the right stimulation, but it was not something she had ever been able to do. For a moment she felt a touch of sadness that she may not have anything worth offering. "Would... would sexual energy be acceptable?" she asked as she brought one hand to her breast, and let the other touch her sex. It had been a long time since she had tried to pleasure herself or been pleasured by another. It wasn't always safe to do so, but she was willing to try. "Or may I assist you?" She thought of her lips and hands touching his skin and wondered what he would taste like. She let her fingertips slide down her breast to her belly, then over the top of her thigh. A bird chirped from a nearby branch and Acacia's eyes darted in it's direction.

Species: Void PIlgrims / Star Chosen Species Type: Humanoid Brief Summary: A technologically advanced species of nomadic zealots adapted to the vacuum of space but pathetic on planets, or on ships with artificial gravity. Physical Description: The consequences of a lack of, or inconsistent gravity leads to the Void Pilgrims coming in all shapes and sizes from tall, wiry silhouettes and short squat dwarf-like figure. They share in a similar dark tone of skin, ranging from greys to blues to purples to blacks in colour – and sometimes multiple colours on one person. As a result of their many adaptations, pilgrims are exceptionally light compared to humans of the same size, often less than half the expected weight. While not a genetic characteristic, near every pilgrim, even those that do not follow the faith will tattoo each star they visit onto their body, turning their flesh into a tapestry which maps their journey across the stars. Additionally, when navigating oxygenated environments, the Star Chosen must use special built masks to protect themselves. Exposure is not immediately fatal, but ten minutes in the air would cause unconsciousness and twenty minutes later likely death. History/Myth: Eons ago, the ancestors of the Void Pilgrims are said to have inhabited a lush ocean world known only now as the Cradle. There are many tales of what happened to the Cradle, but all the ancient religious stories have one common theme. The Pilgrims were cast out from the cradle after failing in their duty as caretakers and left to the vacuum of space. Priests would tell you that the Stars took pity on the Void Pilgrims and granted them the ability to survive without an atmosphere, scientists might suggest that brutally intense genetic engineering might more accurately explain their adaptation. But the ancient civilization these creatures hailed from is just a story these days, only confirmed by the occasional scraps of impossible technology found in the husks of destroyed Pilgrim ships. Now the Star Chosen are a nomadic race, travelling in ramshackle ships and trading lost wonders for their survival. Some are pirates, some are scavengers, lots are zealots venerating the Stars and some are heretics who dream of colonizing a planet of their own. When news spread of unrest in the Alliance home worlds, the religious caste declared it the duty of Star Chosen to use their knowledge of the stars to guide the groundwalkers to their destined home – wherever that might be. These days PIlgrims are few and far between, but a notable fraction came to the Ark Colonyship to aid in its journey. Specialization: Void pilgrims can survive in the vacuum of space, this means they utilize extensive anaerobic respiration and do not require oxygen to survive. They are also near immune to radiation and are highly resistant to extreme hots and colds. As a side effect they can survive underwater without difficulty, however dependent on gravity these areas can be extremely difficult to move in. The relationship between the pilgrims and water is strange, simultaneously a holy symbol of their lost home world and a grim reminder of their failure to protect it. Adapted to zero gravity environments, they traverse them dexterously through space as if a monkey swinging through the trees of the jungle. Void Pilgrims have been blessed with almost an expected five-hundred-year natural life expectancy, but any who live past three hundred are expected to live the last of their days as priests. Almost all the Star Chosen, even those which have not been specially trained are capable tinkers and familiar with vast amounts of technology, it is simply a part of life on a Pilgrim ship. Unfortunately, their specialization has left them vulnerable to many common conditions. Their strange alternative to breathing leaves them extremely vulnerable to oxygen and air, given enough they can drown like a human underwater. Their adaptation to zero gravity makes life on planets and artificial gravity environments unbearable, they are hilariously weak, slow and overexert themselves comically easily. Void Pilgrim culture is also highly religious and superstitious, leading to Pilgrims often becoming remarkably unhelpful due to inexplicable poor omens. This superstition is doubly true regarding technology, any item or process must be approved by a priest before it can be utilized. Often the priesthood waits to pass judgement and during this period the technology is banned from use by pilgrims, however if the cult believes an item to be like technology that caused the collapse, it is rebuked and must be destroyed. To be branded as in defiance of the holy law is a death sentence for Pilgrims, although other species are not expected to follow these dictates. Visual reference: (A Star Chosen priestess) Note: I hope this fits in with the world and everything you have imagined! It's a bit pre-history which I hope wont be a problem :))

" oh really you can't tell? Is that nose of yours not working? Well I guess for me I have all sorts of grime on me at the moment. But florasiantypically have a unique flowery scent to them." she would turn back to the desk and order a 2nd locker for Ray as well. After paying she would turn to ray and hand him his card. " I got one close to the showers since I need to wash up real quick as well. Feel free to get started without me if you want."

"I don't mind showing a little skin, hah. This is probably one of the few places where it feels perfectly legal to have less clothes on, and you can bet I'll do it." Ray remarked with a friendly smile. Even if Lia wasn't someone he usually hang out with, that didn't mean he had to start by taking it easy or simple. Besides, from the sound of things, she probably wouldn't be overly dressed either... Or maybe she would, but it didn't matter much to him. "So... Good guess with the Florasian remark, I actually have two coworker Florasians... But I do also come here with others too. They like the tanning potential here, and it's not like we can just go bumming at a beach for it. Though, hold up... Does that mean you're Florasian too? Since I still haven't really figured out how to tell one from a normal human until after we get in here... Not that it's a problem. Though I think you're the first fiery Florasian I've met." he pointed out, remembering how aggressive she was earlier when searching for her ID. Making his way to the lockers once they were selected, he stretched a bit before beginning to remove his jacket, followed by his shirt. "Ugh, man, I'm gonna enjoy this. Got roughed up a bit earlier trying to stop a thief, and I just want to unwind." @Kitsuyumia

[From the prominade] Lia entered the structure and went over to the counter and gave them the card so she could get access to a locker and one of the chambers. " Want a locker as well? Or are you the type that doesn't like showing some skin? " she would ask her current companion as she was at the counter where the register and an employee was stationed. @Gardsorm

" well usually standard setting are fine for me. And you hang out in the photogenesis chambers alot? I am guessing you have alot of florasian friends?" she said as she took the card. She would approach the building with the public chambers and enter. [move to photogenesis chambers]

No problem, glad to hear. ^^