the Monolith Discussion thread

[UnseenEYES]

okay this is a place to discuss the goings on of the Monolith or basically a place to explain and ask question about the story, feel free to join in.

First of all below is the image of the Monolith itself, and my character Carn.

The Monolith is a Battleship built in the year 3204, and the relay takes place 3298 so the Monolith is a 94year old ship, after it was decommissioned 3234 it was sold illegally to the Tartarus Space station the heart of all black market trade in deepspace. The heads of various underwold interest funneled massive amounts of new tech and funds into refitting, repairing and upgrading this behemoth. It is now the most advanced battleship ever known and it is used as a mobile blackmarket and neutral ground for interplanetary negotiations despite it's illegal background. It was decided long ago that those that funded the reconstruction of the Monolith wouldn't be involved in it's operation simply to maintain it's neutrality avoiding any legal implications, the series of legal loop-wholes and the sheer power of it didn't hurt it's chances.

The Monolith is 7.3kilometers in length with a crew compliment of approximately 1200 people two thirds of which are security personnel that are trained more like an army and armed as such. It can ferry around 700 passengers comfortably and 1000 safely.

It is captained by a man named Kravic few people know anything about him save that he is as old as the Monolith itself, smart and nothing happens on the Monolith without him knowing about it.

That'll be all for now I'll ad more as needed

[Lau]

I think I can work with this, I'll post up in a day or two so wait for me okyday.

[demonic_monkey]

Alright, so since the disc. thread is up, I shall now provide race descriptions for my invented extra-terrestrials.

Corrusians--Corrusian males, when fully grown, stand at ten feet in height (females; 9.5 feet). The color of their skin is a dull, rusty red. Their hair is black (unless it's dyed) and their eyes are dark blue. They have six fingers on each hand and six toes on each foot. They are strong, able to bench 300 lbs. easily (given their size, it's easy to see why). They are agile in two ways, swift of foot and mind alike. Being quick thinkers, they can adapt almost instantly to whatever situation they are in, giving them the ability to keep a clear head even when chaos reigns around them.

Ganymedians--Ganymedians are a reptilian race that live on Ganymede, one of Jupiter's moons. They most closely resemble our alligators in appearance. Their scales are reinforced with a naturally-occuring carbon fiber that makes them a diamond hard armor. Their legs and arms are much longer than the legs of our alligators, shaped almost like human arms and legs, save for the three-fingered hands and four-toed feet. The claws on their fingers and the teeth in their massive maws are razor sharp and designed for the ripping of flesh. They are strong and very vicious in a fight, but aren't able to quickly adapt to foes coming up behind them. The Ganymedian I wrote in lost his right arm in battle and was fitted with a cybernetic arm with five fingers and a wickedly curved knife-like attachment. It can even have other weapons equiped to it, like a gun or something more extreme (Did someone say rocket launcher?).

Centaurians--Centaurians live on one of the planets that orbits Alpha Centauri. They look like centuars, half-human, half-horse. Their skin is the color of polished gold and shines under light just the same. Their eye color varies from one to the next. They are exceptional fighters, very skilled in battle, be it a battle of brute strength or a battle of wits. They have a knack for being able to uncover people's secrets quickly through deductive reasoning. They believe, above all else, in honor and duty and will carry out whatever is needed of them if they know that what they are doing is just.

EDIT--Here are the other two races I came up with.

Ashonians--Hailing from the planet Ashonis, close in location to the Crab Nebula, the pigmentation of these aliens makes their skin black as pitch, allowing them to hide very easily in the dark. Their hair is black and their eyes are also completely black, as if they are wearing black-out contacts. They are decent fighters, if not the most clear-headed, and are more followers than leaders.

Vaziik--The Vaziik are a race of conniving insects from the planet Vaziis, which lies relatively close to the center of the Milky Way galaxy. They have few morals and feel entitled to do whatever they please whenever they wish. They have massive egos and back their ego up with powerful firearms. They are quick to anger and that is their biggest weakness for they tend not to think clearly when enraged and will often charge their enemies, who are often larger than they are. Those who manage to kill their enemies will rip apart their foes with their mandibles and roll in the gore. No one yet knows why they behave so (meaning I couldn't think of a feasible reason for it).

There they are. Hope that's helpful. :)

[Lau]

Yo monkey I can bench over 100lbs easy might wanna check you numbers kido:D

Name:Liston
Age:86
Sex:Male
Race:Synthetic
RaceDisc:The Sythetics are the closest things to living creatures without actually being alive, but they are totally aware and intelligent each and every synthetic is unique, the race as a whole doesn't believe in mass production or a hive-mind so their numbers are few and their home planet a secret. Each unit is built over the course of three years, their mind is the first thing constructed so it learns as the body is built around it. Synthetics are also purist in their construction never building weaponry into the main body, in fact the main body is devoid of anything other than the bare nessesities motor functions sensory equipment(sight sound smell touch, plus a few advanced sensors) and a power core, the final outcome of any synthetic is up to the individual weapons armor and special functions.
Height:5'8"
Weight:346lbs(with armor plate)165lbs without
Hair:none
Eyes:Glowing red
Occupation:Merc

Appearence:His form is humanoid, his body is sleek and is composed of bio-metallic fibers that perfectly mimics muscles and how they work giving his unarmored form an almost human appearance, his skin is a grey kevlar like material with a texture a lot like plastic.His head is a black helm with a Black-Glass outer coating a rare material that cannot be destroyed only a few ounces can be found on any given planet thusly only his head is coating in a paper thin layer of it. He will often dress in human clothes or attach armor plating in public places.

Skills:a pilot and soldier by trade talented in long range firearms, and mechanics(if only to repair his self) Because he is a machine he need neither air water or food, and his body is more durable, and is stronger than 'most'
Personality:surprisingly animated, sarcastic easy going and a little antagonizing.

That's my main character the other I'll explain mid-story:D

[Lau]

THIS (http://www.testq.com/nfs/testq/photos/0001/5205/Cyborg_ninja-lados_3_views.jpg) is what I found that's the closest to my image of my character minus the sword

[demonic_monkey]

I might as well profile my individual characters, instead of leaving them to a racial generalization. That would be rude.

Name: Azalias Karak'shii
Age: mid-fifties (Corrusians age slower than we do, so mid-fifties looks like mid-twenties)
Sex: Male
Race: Corrusians
Height: 9'10" (still growing)
Weight: 576 lbs. (mostly due to his dense bones)
Build: Lean, with tightly coiled muscles, cat-like, if you will.

Appearance: He is handsome, for a tall red alien. His skin still carries a few of the bright red stripes of youth, which run across his cheeks and hands in stark contrast to the rust red of maturity. At the moment, he is dressed in fine clothing. He wear the vibrant golden robes of the Corrusian elite, the wealthiest of his people, modified with the black cloak of exile, meant to give the impression that he had been cast off by his people for breaking the Code of Corrusia.

Personality: Though he is driven strongly by his duty to carry out the mission assigned to him, he is not always consumed by his work. He does occasionally allow himself the privilege of relaxing and enjoying himself. He is quite social and welcoming.

History: Grew up among the governing class of Corrusia, his father being a senator. He enlisted himself to the service of the government and was assigned several different mission that required him to travel from the planet. His most recent mission has placed him aboard The Monolith, which he is charged with destroying, by whatever means.


Name: Na'ak'han Ha'ashiik
Age: mid-thirties
Sex: Male
Race: Centaurian
Height: 9'8" (5'4" from the horse half, 4'4" from the human half)
Weight: 800 lbs.
Build: Muscular

Appearance: He's a golden centaur, long blond hair...not much left to say.

Personality: Analytical, yet affable. Slightly confused about his situation, but willing to trust the word of Azalias.

History: Spent most of his life on home planet Centauri IV. Was attacked one day, ended up in Cold Storage and stayed there for about six years before Azalias liberated him.

And here are the rest of the profiles.

Name: Varrk Vrrg'tir
Age: 60
Sex: Male
Race: Ganymedian
Height: 7'6"
Weight: 550 lbs.
Build: Gator-y?

Appearance: Looks like an alligator with longer hind legs and arms instead of front legs, a beast capable of standing upright, rather than crawling on all fours. His hard scales shine black and glossy. His right arm is a cybernetic masterpiece cast in blue steel. His green eyes always carry a look of murderous intent.

Personality: Delighted by battle, he looks forward to any chance to spill the blood of his enemies. He is a follower, rather than a leader and, as such, will often help a person fight his own enemies.

History: Before being put in Cold Storage, Varrk was a merc. He had traveled on several different runs with numerous crews, getting injured only once, when he lost his arm. He decided to get fitted with an illegal cybernetic arm, but fell in debt to the woman who had sold it to him, a Ms. D'Voe, and wound up in Cold Storage where he would wait six years before Azalias liberated him.


Names: Avus and Arus Annossis
Age: 33
Sex: Male
Race: Ashonian
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 165 lbs. (each)
Build: Athletic

Appearance: Black eyes, pitch-plack skin. Short black hair, pointed ears. They both currently wear expensive suits purchased for them by Azalias.

Personality: They are a close-knit pair of brother, having the same basic personality. They seems rather unsure of their surroundings, but have courage enough not to panic. Their only wish is that Asus and Anus, the other half of their litter, could be with them.

History: Captured by slavers on their home planet, these two brothers were torn from their other two brothers and hauled away. They seek to return to their home and be reunited with their brothers. They are hopeful that Azalias might be able to help them.


A note on the Ashonians: They are always born in fours. The four are usually best if kept together, as they cannot think as clearly alone. Many slavers will make runs to Ashonis to try to capture a quad. Most often, female quads will be taken and sold to brothels. When male quads are taken, it is usually for mercs needing a cheap crew.