Separatist Space, VII

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Please keep the majority of OOC posts in Separatist Space, Discussion. Thank you

Separatist Space, the story so far...

The RP takes place in "Separatist" space. Which is past protoss space. Some Terrans were exploring past protoss space (which is illegal might I add) and found even more intelligent lifeforms then they could imagine(all those custom races and such). With some funding from many governments and organizations, hundreds of thousands of colonists were being exported out from terran space and into distant space.

The colonists got tired of being bossed around by all of their shareholders and pretty much announced themselves separate from the Terrans in Terran space. Hence, the lands they colonized became, "Separatist" space and the colonists became "Separatists" because they supported the separation of separatist space and Terran space.

Many more events caused the separatist movement, but to sum it up in a few paragraphs, there ya go.

Separatist Space, Backstory

Entire colonies have been going missing, frigates carrying valuable cargo, gone. Terrans are still new to Separatist space and the Separatist Military is doing little to stop investigate.


This RP is extremely open, if you want to not engage in the main plot, that is totally fine, I would not recomend it but I will still allow it. Also keep in mind that at first you will have to pursue the main story, you will not start according to the main story. You will start out however you wish, wherever you wish.
Custom Races

The Imperium(KnarledOne)

The Yeh-Ket race dominates most of this civilization, but it is also populated by Mal insectoids, cowlike Jierkads, boarlike Traugs, and the occasional Vampar. They consider humans to be semi-sacred, but won't hesitate to destroy them if they stand in their way. The Imperium controls numerous planets, and maintains small military bases on others. They allow other factions to operate independently, providing they allow the construction of a Universal Temple on every planet and do not threaten the Imperium militarily.

They have some human citizens, but they mostly keep their distance from human civilization.

They have a monarchy. They are ruled by the Emperor, but are also heavily influenced by the decrees of the Church (referred to as the Temple) and the League of Nobles, a council of the warrior aristocracy. The civilization thrives on war and often provokes rebellions for this sake; refer to Aztecs of Earth history.


The Vaxarus is an All-mechanical race, originally designed as a last-resort defense of a dying race. They were made too late, and the dying race went, well, dead. The Vaxarus managed to up their production enough to drive off the hostile race, and went on a rampage, killing every individual of the hostile race. When they had calmed down, they returned to the home planet of their creators, and rebuilt the place from the ground up, as they had seen it last. Several defense platforms had been created over the planet, and no-one is allowed on the ground. They took their factories to the sky, becoming nomads, only using asteroids for the materials they need.

No de-facto commander
Regards every biological race as a revelation, and studies them extensively.
No permanent territory


Rarely seen in most parts of the universe. These creatures appear to be Bio-mechanical hybrids, and run with an ant-hierarchy. They were active during the time that the Xel'naga were active, and were locked up to keep them from killing off another race. During that time, they reflected on many things, while they figured a way out of their prison. They were released, due to the ignorance of the Tal'Darim when one of their bio-machines mimicked Terrazine in scans. Minor Queens lead individual forces, but they all answer to a High-Queen. Their opinion varies on race to race, mostly seeing other races as neutral individuals, but they themselves do not believe that they are the apex race.

Minor Territorial influence, mostly away from the 'Imperium'.

The Saeculum(Dacder)

Named for their habit of producing and dying off at nearly the same time each cycle, the Saeculum are ultra-intelligent bug creatures, known for being quite small (5 feet in length, 2'4 in height.), the Saeculum are smart enough to have feelings, emotions, viewpoints, and creativity, but not to the extent of humans. They're often looked down upon by the other races, but are extremely diplomatic nonetheless. They have a thick armor exoskeleton, and large claws and highly hazardous acids as their weapons. They are the dominant form of life on two planets, known as Volsinii, and Villanovan. They prefer to not fight, but shall defend to the death their homelands, deeming them more important than all else. They speak, for bugs especially, with much emotion, their speech often described as awe-inspiring. They use a democratic system for all things pertaining to close to home, but elect a diplomat for life for councils and other such things. Their natural life span of one is exactly 110 years, and each generation is given birth to within the same year of each other.


The Mozan are similar to werewolves yet far different. They can shift from a humanoid form into a ‘feral’ form. Their humanoid form is that of a normal human (skin color varies) with the exception that they have wolf ears and a wolf tail (fur color varies). Their feral form is exactly as it sounds, full wolf (type of wolf/fur color varies). Mozan also have little to no psionic potential.
The Mozan evolved on a small world, roughly the size of Venus, which was covered in green and blue, located in a remote area on the far edge of Protoss space, from Dominion space. They have a tribal democracy for government and have colonized every world in their system but tend to distrust other races. They have had very limited contact with other races. They have technology that rivals the Protoss. Although Mozan society is deeply rooted in tradition they tend to be more innovative with their use of technology. Mozan are very loyal to their ‘packs’ which generally act in the same capacity as families. Packs can however take on many different forms, such an example is a squad or battalion might organize itself in the form of a pack with the highest ranking officer being the ‘alpha’.

Ultimate Units
The Hypathia (Alpha Class): the only cruiser of its class in the Mozan fleet. It serves as the Mozan Flag Ship. It is equipped with S.A.P.D. cannons, phase missiles, Magrail Plasma Chain Guns, temporal schism drives and omicron particle shields.
The Alpha: the strongest and smartest Mozan. Usually male but always has a mate. The Alpha leads until either challenged and beaten or too old to lead effectively. He leads the entire race with help from advisors and Mozan Elders.
*S.A.P.D. – Sub Atomic Particle Disruptor


Before the rise of the Protoss or the birth of the Zerg there were four great races. These races were the Xel-naga, the Elerian, the Kitsune, and the Val-Traxan. (Note i did NOT come up with the val-traxan, xel-naga or the kitsune i did however come up with the elerian race with some insperation from the val-traxan and kitsune. The Val-Traxans belong to the person who made the web novel Terra Fabula.) Three of these races lived relativly close together and once they reached the stars and met each other, they began to trade and cooperate. Peace reigned but they were not stupid they knew there would be other spacefaring races, others that meant harm. So they made great fleets to combat hostile races that could not be swayed diplomatically. Their most prised was the lengwI'. Although it did not launch until shortly before the destruction of their world which was known as joHqo'. An unknown race attacked the Elerians in a ship far more powerful than anything they had. Unknown to the Elerians this was a Xelnaga ship commanded by an evil being. The Elerians fought with everything they had but in the end they were defeated and forced to retreat or be wiped out. With their fleet in ruins and the lengwI' severly damaged all they could do was drift throughthe void and repair what damage they could. One Elerian freely took the responsibility and dishonor of their loss solely on her shoulders, her name was Kit Eler. She vowed not to return to her people until she has found that ship and can bring it back with her. That was many galaxies and many thousands of year ago. Kit can never go home not truely for her home was destroyed, gone with the solar wind.
Custom Organizations

Aquila et Umbram(CrymsonRaven)
The Aquila Umbram was an Organization first founded by a select few during the creation of the Dominion after the Confederacy’s fall on Tarsonis to the Zerg. They had believed in Humanity and believed that they deserved more than they had at that time. They believed it was their mission to be Humanities hands.

Many different projects that benefitted the military or the lives of Civilians were most likely privately funded by this organization; no one knows where they get the credits from. But one day they just end up with enough to continue the project.

They were powerful; they had the credits to fund almost anything project or private army, and that were what they did. They did research in many different fields, from medicinal, to military purposes. Their latest project was known as, “Project: Uroboros,” the ability to recreate the perfect soldier, the perfect operative from a dead body that they found. Where there was life, there is always and end, but where there is an end, there is new life waiting.

The project succeeded, but it was a failure. The operative escaped from the station where they were conducting the experiments. The station exploded after the operative escaped. Most of the research data on the operative was gone forever. They couldn’t replicate the delicate work ever again, but they managed to recreate some of the data on lab rats.

A coup happened shortly after; a woman had taken power of Aquila et Umbram. She is ruthless and will stop at nothing to succeed, failure is not an option. But she also has a caring side, so she was dubbed as “The Mother.” The first thing she did was to genetically modify the existing private army.

If there is one thing that Aquila et Umbram has, that's money and technology. Their lead scientists constantly try to come up with new solutions in their medical facilitates...and armaments, as well as Genetically altering their troops.

Ras'lin Tribe(ShadowFury)

The Ras'lin have always been the greatest warriors of the Ral'zar. When met in combat they have the most warriors meeting, usually being Legionaries or Gladiators. Led by Meridia Wardus they have a strong emphasis placed upon the study of self defense for all. They have always had the most land on Ral'zar planets they inhabit. They have many philosophers as well.

The 'Fleet': Task-force "Hellsbane"(WarHawk)

Aradia - Alicia's Alpha Synth.
1200 meters in length
Combat capability - between that of a Battleship & a Dreadnaught

The Hydra - Carrier Class Super Dreadnaught
3200 meters in length
Combat capability - Chaser (fore&aft) Missiles / a 'light' laser broadside / Heavy Point Defense / 100 'Shrike' Heavy starfighters

(no name yet) - Missile Pod Class Super Dreadnaught
3200 meters in length
Combat capability - Chase Pod Rollers / a 'medium-heavy' laser broadside / Heavy Point Defense

4 Battleships - (no names yet)
1700 meters in length
Combat capability - Chaser Missiles & Lasers / a 'medium-heavy' Missile broadside / a 'light-medium' Laser broadside / Medium Point Defense

'Shrike' Heavy starfighter
100 meters in length
Combat capability - a 'Heavy' Fore Laser / 'Medium' Fore Missiles / Medium Point Defense
Character Sheet

Name: Arriagul-Lakateval
Age: Unknown
Race: Kalavaris
Profession: Larval Queen (Commander)
Equipment: Bio-Plasma Projector, Rage Generator, Claws, Plasma-Disk launcher
Backstory: Original colonies were near Separatist Space. Currently expanding.
Defining Characteristics:

Name: Kit Eller
Age: unknown. speculated to be 20-30 judging by facial features
Race:Elerian (currently in human form)
Armor:Nano Reflex Replication(this is very difficult to get past but not imposible also can function as an almost impossible to detect (by Terran and Protoss standards) cloak)
Weapon:Modified Proton Rifle that also works with normal C-10 or C-20a rounds
Profession:ex special/black ops agent turned merc, Exile
Backstory: she has traversed many galaxies and met many different races in her life after she exiled herself from her people several thousande years ago. shortly before the events that took place during the events of Rebel Yella 'young' girl known as Kit Eler was recruited into the ghost program becuase she displayed exceptional psionic powers close to rivaling those of Sarah Kerrigan. after the fall of tarsonis in the turmoil the ghost programe was in she managed to escape and completely recover from the nueral wipes that the Confederacy had imposed on her. once she recovered she raided a dominion research facility and stole back the armour and weapons they had taken from her. (see Elerian back story for what happened)
Hos lIngwI' a sword passed down for generations in kits family capable of generating psionic slashes that have a short range the slashes can be charged with various affinities and abilities (picture here
Defining Characteristics:snow-white/pure silver hair, prefers to be alone if possible
More detailed Char sheet in the discussion thread, page 4, post #80

Name: Stefan "Hawkeye" Alexander
Age: ? 35-45 ? (judging by facial features)
Race: Terran with mixed zerg and protoss DNA infusion
Profession: Merc sharp shooter, surprisingly skilled in a number of other areas
Equipment: Compact Magrail Battle Rifle, Twin Machine Pistols, 18" vibro combat knife, custom power armor
Starship: The Phantom; A customized VIP Civilian transport rebuilt as a heavy star-fighter and atmospheric gunship.
(A minor color change; the white is black and the red is silver.)
Backstory: A survivor from the sinister outpost, Stefan recently arrived in separatist space looking for work.
Defining Characteristics: All black highly customized armor a marine & specter combination (cloaking field) / 6' 2" / Stefan has some minor psychic capabilities; sensing others, minor self enhancement, etc.

Name: Alicia Remington
Age: 26
Race: Terran with cybernetic implants
Profession: Ex- drop-comando and currently the self-proclamed leader of a merc fleet
Equipment: Battle-suit (jump-jets, shields, heavy weapon ports, etc), Battle armor (unpowered), Plasma pistol, Heavy-caliber auto pistol, Cybernetic implants
Starship: Aradia; A self-aware AI heavy starship (1000m in length) capable of interstellar travel, Packs more of a punch than a Battleship, but no where near as much as a Dreadnaught (Thanks to the power of the AI), Uses a warp-hole drive system (a "tame black hole" is the best description of it)
Backstory: A local Merc and a friend of Stefan's, she joined up to help hunt down the pirates.

Name: Cynthia Ravius
Age: 17, almost 18
Race: Terran/Protoss
Profession: Psionic Dancer
Equipment: Tomahawk, Semi-Automatic Crossbow
Backstory: Sister of Korzis, and the one that usually gets in trouble the most. After falling through a plot hole she appeared somewhere without Korzis, thus having to be on her own. After being on her own she found the Choras, her mothers and her mothers, brother. It was a strange sight, but while she was there she found something else... She found that she was in a destroyed station, inside she found various thing... Including an AI named Lupa.

After sometime she found the Khan, and she collected the older version of Entity Seven from there. They were both great company to this sad soul of hers, she secretly longed for this one person but it was no longer going to happen...
Description: Silver hair, shoulder length with Protoss Tendrils mixed in, violet eyes that turn red when angry. Lithe build with an athletic tone.

Personal Ship: Choras, Prototype ship that her mother stole from the Commune.

Name: Tribe Leader Meridia Wardus of the Ras'lin Clan
Age: 597
Race: Ral'zar
Profession: Combat of all Kinds
Equipment: Blood Rifle, Lightning Spear, Abyss Blade
Backstory: Meridia Malice rose to power in the Ras'lin Clan, the most powerful warrior clan of the Ral'zar. Eventually she wanted to expand where they lived. They found a planet on the fringes of a space the humans called 'Separatist Space'. The planet was a dream, filled with jungles and flat grasslands and multiple freshwater lakes in the area they planned to settle. And it was abundant in new exotic wildlife. When the Ras'lin tribe settled onto the planets surface they quickly built a city. She moved herself from the planet in which she knew since she was but a toddler just learning how to use telekinesis.
Defining Characteristics: Maroon eyes. Black skin. Sharp claws. Powerful physique.

Name: Korzis Ravius
Age: 17, almost 18
Race: Terran/Protoss
Profession: Warrior Psionic
Equipment: Shortsword, revolver
Backstory: He came for adventure, like he did on the Ghost ship.

(Insert long history about childhood, demon, family)
Defining Characteristics: Scar on right side of bottom lip. Deep blue eyes. Protoss tendrils mixed in with short black hair. Medium physique.

Name: A.S.U.R.A
Age: 10 centuries
Race: Asura Mechanica
Backstory: from the long extinct race ASURA was a failsafe for the Asurians for if there was a day they were taken out there would be someone left to roam the earth. for what purpose is unknown so far.
Equipment: Ion cannon: which is a weapon that transforms one of his arms into a cannon which fires a projectile that latches onto the first solid surface it hits with 2 modes. the first is anchor which accelerates gravity to extreme levels in an area, pulling enemies towards wherever the projectile latches on to(e.g if the "bullet" latches onto the floor all enemies are sucked and pinned lying facefirst on the ground). there is Displacement field which disables gravity in an area where the projectile hits. both these effects last for a good 2 minutes or less if they manage to destroy where the projectile is latched on to.

Name: Joey Carta
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Armament: Verax Assault rifle, "Bessie" .30-06 lever action rifle, Cerberus Laser, Bowie knife, Colt .45 Peacekeeper 8 shot revolver
Armor: Fefnir MK II shielded combat armor. Using a shield generator, the Fefnir MK II can take a number of hits before letting the wearer get hit. Color is blod red with a pair of white crossed swords on a blue flame for an emblem, resting on his left shoulder.
Appearance: Six foot five, brown eyes, silver hair, close cropped hair, thin, muscular build
Backstory: Joey worked as a mercenary before hearing about a project, and when he wasn't on contract, he enjoyed hunting. Because of this, he's become both adept and lethal with rifles, pistols and knives. After the project's disbandment, he went back to mercenary work, eventually working for the company known as Pegasus Corporations, and became a part of their Project Cerberus, becoming one of the first of a second generation of Zeus soldiers, genetically engineered super soldiers that soon were all killed or went back to mercenary work, Joey having survived the assigned suicide mission and returning to merc work. Is just arriving at the Citadel.

Name: Torvus Jentus
Age: 24
Race: Terran
Armament: Long swords Glacies and Incendia, hidden blades ( For reference purposes.), throwing knives, Nanotech revolver (never requires a reload), and hidden arm cannon.
Backstory: Was working freelance as an assassin for a long time when one of his jobs crossed with Markus. Working together, they made short work of the target. Decided to stick with him after words. Left the Dishonored after a job gone south and vanished for six months. When he came back, he was captain of the Arthur-Class Cruiser Retribution and a brilliant military leader.
Defining Characteristics: Scar across his left eye and several along his arms.
Appearance: Wears a prototype Diablo-Class power armor that is body fitting and hides the arm cannon until activated. Only the eyes and nose are visible, nothing else. Dirty blonde hair, green eyes skinny, but muscular, build, sun-tanned skin.
Political Figures:

Supreme Counsel Members:

Name: Kor'Tyrgone
Age: 312
Race: Imperial Yeh-Ket
Profession: Supreme Council member and ambassador to the Council from the Imperium
Equipment: Elegant Imperial robes and his sabre, which has seen him through many battles. Also sometimes a pair of elegant dueling pistols.
Backstory: Was a General in the Imperial military. Got promoted too high to be on the field. He laments that surviving his last war was his greatest mistake. He has won many battles, both as a soldier and a leader.
Defining Characteristics: Hesitant to make decisions because he knows he represents the whole Imperium. Good sense of honor. Rightly thinks he deserves respect. A seasoned warrior who knows no fear.

Name:Agamemnon (Called "Aga".)
Race: Saeculum
Deceased by suicide.
Post 454, SS 3

Name: Oron
Age: 50
Race: Mozan
Profession: Supreme Council Member
Equipement: Mozan Elite Class Armor hidden under council member robes, Mozan Elite Energy weapon usually kept in a case always nearby
Backstory: an old friend of both Kit and the current Mozan Alpha. he and the current Alpha grew up together at the same time Kit had come to the mozan. Kit befriended to two young Mozan and has from time to time visited with them.
Defining Characteristics: in 'feral' form is a handsome timberwolf, capable of staying calm is strenuous situations, although getting old for a Mozan still has the vigour and strength of a younger Mozan

Name: Aurora
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Lacerta
Profession: Ambassador
Equipment: Cloak & Robes, Staff with a Thermal Blade that can be activated in it, and a Thermal Blaster inside the staff as well.
Backstory: The Micro Dyson Sphere where both the Lacerta and the Candor live are on the edge of both Separatism and Protoss space. She is young... Yes, she is inexperienced as well. But to everyone, they were happy for her, for this was a great honor and duty to represent the entire race... And this was a great advantage for this would be the first time any of them would be leaving their home.
Defining Characteristics: Beautiful orange-brown scales with red lines turning into beautiful artwork on the body.

Name: Aer
Age: 47
Race: Candor
Deceased, Murdered by Aurora
Post #100, SS 4


Name: Saevire
Age: ???
Race: Lacerta/Candor Husk
Profession: Consort of the Goddess, Bodyguard
Equipment: Thermal blade, Deus Sniper/Assault System, Living Metal
Backstory: Was created to be the consort of the Goddess, merged with two people, a Candor and a Lacerta. Gaining the characteristics and power of both. And he is to be guarding the Ambassadors, especially Aurora, for she is young to be of such a job, and they might ridicule her. That is where Saevire comes in as well.
Defining Characteristics: Has the powerful body structure of the Lacerta, and the avian structure from the Candor.

Name: Bythorceos
Age: 20
Race: Mozan
Profession: Mozan Elite Alpha attached to the Mozan Supreme Council Member
Equipment: normal Mozan Elite equipement
Backstory: a young Mozan Elite in charge of defence for the Mozan Supreme Council Member. He has been training as an elite since he was very young and even now continues to train and hone his skills so he can stay at the top of his game.
Defining Characteristics: a white wolf Mozan, a tadbit cocky, tends to walk around nude while on the Mozan Station, wears an elegant robe over his armor while not on the Mozan Station.

Name: Alida
Age: 47
Race: Saeculum
Profession: N/A
Equipment: Her own body, and the acid, claws, and thick plated armor that go with it. Also has wings, which allow her to fly. A rare trait for a Saeculum.
Backstory: A independent minded young Saeculum, coming to try and get something done in the council for the Saeculum. As she feels that Aga won't do a good enough job.
Defining Characteristics: She's small for a Saeculum, and rather swift, without as much armor. Has wings, and has a pretty coat of emerald, white, and gold. Her face is "prettier" to look upon than most Saeculum, and her eyes, rather than black, are white and emerald, nearly like human eyes.

Name: Ro'rai of the Ras'lin Tribe
Age: 591
Race: Ral'zar
Tribe: Ras'lin
Profession: Combat of All Kinds
Equipment: Blood Rifle, Lightning Spear, Abyss Blade, Handheld Plasma Cannon.
Backstory: Was a bodyguard of Meridia. The rest is fairly self explanatory.
Defining Characteristics: Unusually colored orange eyes. His skin is slightly lighter than most, pointing towards an origins in the Luna Tribe. No battle scars, which is unusual for a Gladiator. His hair has a few strands dyed white, another indication of Luna Tribe connections.
Reserved... Just in case :P
"And there she is." I open the channel and sit back. "Well, what's your response?"
Cassidy broke the stare first, he got back to cleaning mugs.

Kyra looked right at Torvus now. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I know you... Kinda hard since you have a helmet on of course... How rude of such people."


Right as they went to inject the sedative, my body had went limp and fallen onto the table. My eyes closed, my breathing slightly better and my pulse still fast.
"I've...just a had a rough couple of days sir, and I really do need to think of something else." I say, with a sorrowful expression on my face and a sobering tone of voice.
I look real hard, then lower the helmet. "Well, well, didn't expect to see you again, Kyra."

"No" Anderson's voice came in clear and rude.

"Anderson!" Ulna shouted. She then cleared her throat. "Sorry about that, but he is right. We don't need you to hunt down anybody on the Citadel. We have a... Bigger assignment for you."


The nurse stopped the shot from entering the vain and looked at the doctor.

"Stop!" He commanded with a hand. "Take a blood sample." Silence engulfed the emergency room.

"What the hell did they do to you?" The doctor whispered silently, examining Aurora's wounds.
Cassidy smiled, he knew the name of Kyra now... What such fun he can do now.

Kyra glared at Torvus. "Look at what you did... He knows my name now... We both know what each other are and he seems to deal in... Information... You've just helped him!" She said with a hushed whisper.


I was motionless, with a slightly huff of my chest signaled that I was still alive.
"Look, I'm not out for a big job. I'm here to wrap up loose ends, then make the BP pay in my own way. However, if the terms of my last offer stand, I'll listen."


I chuckle. "I know he's one of you. I've learned since the last time we met. You taught me how to spot one of your kind. And if he tries anything, I'll put a bullet between his eyes and call it good."
OOC: Mark...y u no respond to me?!
Cassidy laughed, there was no one else in the pub, only the three of them. "Kyra is it? What a nice and lovely name... And why you befriended another race... I'll never know... And I wouldn't advise that Mister Jentus."

Kyra glared at at the both of them. "Torvus, I don't care how strong you think you are, but some things you don't want to get into or you'll get into serious trouble."

Andrew squinted at Alida. "Is there something you're not telling me?"


The council members were silent for a while, trying to allow someone else to talk. Finally Nilus said it.

"We need you to go to Execrate and if the Black Peace do attack, and Scout is right, board one of their ships and when they retreat, find out their plans, etc. This mission is better suited for Samantha, but we are confident she can find a use for you."
12/11/2012 03:20 PMPosted by Dacder
"I've...just a had a rough couple of days sir, and I really do need to think of something else." I say, with a sorrowful expression on my face and a sobering tone of voice.
I chuckle. "And how, pray tell, do you suggest I do that? They're going to notice my ship trying to land. And do the terms stand?"
(Small time jump)
Dropping out of hyper at Execrate, I open a comm line to the Separatist base;
{This is the merc task-force "Hellsbane" What are our orders?}

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