The Clocktower - OOC/Enlists

[Harkback Union]

Hmm. A mad inventor seeking to construct an artificial sun? Oh yes.

I should ask, what sort of setting is this? Lovecraftian, Pulp Fiction? Syfantasy?

Bit of steampunk, maybe some lovecraft, I cannot say much without spoiling the plot...

[Harkback Union]

I am getting a Frostpunk vibe from this.

I shall follow this RP with great interest.

Was an inspiration indeed. One of the sites you investigate gave me the idea for the RP.

[Harkback Union]

If there are no apps in 12 hours I'll have to start another RP.

[Labstoska]

Name: Alexander Eldridge
Appearance:

Nationality:English
Trade:Engineer
Expedition:Revolutionaries
Biography: Mr Eldridge despite being a man of the socialist persuasion had as many would call a bourgeoise upbringing. He was brought up as the son of a wealthy landowner out in the English countryside, oddly enough for a man of the 19th century Alexander's farther was a severe luddite and as such he deprived both his family and his tenants of most if not all forms of modern technology this was all well and good for a wealthy family who could afford the finest of non technological goods an Alexander (despite how he puts it to his comrades) yet as Alexander grew older and spoke at length with the kids from town he resolved that he was going to make a name for himself outside his father's primeval manor, upon hearing this his farther was less than pleased forcing Alexander to eventually sneak out of the house and make his way to London.

When he arrived in the big city it was far less than what he had been expecting the money that he had appropriated from his father's home had been quickly running out in the form of rent and drink and it turned out that acquiring a well paying job was not easy in the slightest. He ended up hanging out with a group of folk who called themselves the Anarcho socialist league of Britain, despite the flashy name they were really just 15 bitter guys who all drank at the same bar and Alexander fit in perfectly. He eventually fell under the tutelage of John Arlington, an engineer who had worked on many of the great industrial machines of the era and upon seeing the pain it caused to the workers he committed himself to the revolutionary cause and now sought to take Alexander under his wing in both political theory and engineering.

Alexander adapted well to a career of engineering and practically thought of the socialist ethos as his own religion. He worked with Mr Arlington on number of projects and prospects looked up for him working on some of his own things however the vanishing of the sun put a quick end to that dream, practically every engineer in the country was assigned to an emergency plan to create insulated shelters across the country, when plans were leaked that the shelters were to only be for the wealthy revolution engulfed the country and Alexander and his friends were at it's forefront. Eventually London was brought under the command of the revolution although the fate of the rest of the country was unknown due to the breakdown of communication yet the revolution had gained a stronghold! With their exodus from the cities the bourgeoise had taken with them great deals of industrial and scientific equipment, a revolutionary vanguard was quickly assembled to reclaim this equipment and was sent out into the frozen void, Alexander was of course a willing volunteer in this expedition and was extraordinarily willing to take the fight to the wealthy scum. Yet the days wore on and there was sight of any shelters, no sight of London either and every minute it just grew colder and colder. The expedition was eroded away be desertions and deaths, eventually leaving just a scared crew of 5 men to accompany Alexander and with time they too went leaving Alexander alone in the dark.

Don't worry Hark I got ya covered.

[Harkback Union]

Name: Alexander Eldridge
Appearance:

Nationality:English
Trade:Engineer
Expedition:Revolutionaries
Biography: Mr Eldridge despite being a man of the socialist persuasion had as many would call a bourgeoise upbringing. He was brought up as the son of a wealthy landowner out in the English countryside, oddly enough for a man of the 19th century Alexander's farther was a severe luddite and as such he deprived both his family and his tenants of most if not all forms of modern technology this was all well and good for a wealthy family who could afford the finest of non technological goods an Alexander (despite how he puts it to his comrades) yet as Alexander grew older and spoke at length with the kids from town he resolved that he was going to make a name for himself outside his father's primeval manor, upon hearing this his farther was less than pleased forcing Alexander to eventually sneak out of the house and make his way to London.

When he arrived in the big city it was far less than what he had been expecting the money that he had appropriated from his father's home had been quickly running out in the form of rent and drink and it turned out that acquiring a well paying job was not easy in the slightest. He ended up hanging out with a group of folk who called themselves the Anarcho socialist league of Britain, despite the flashy name they were really just 15 bitter guys who all drank at the same bar and Alexander fit in perfectly. He eventually fell under the tutelage of John Arlington, an engineer who had worked on many of the great industrial machines of the era and upon seeing the pain it caused to the workers he committed himself to the revolutionary cause and now sought to take Alexander under his wing in both political theory and engineering.

Alexander adapted well to a career of engineering and practically thought of the socialist ethos as his own religion. He worked with Mr Arlington on number of projects and prospects looked up for him working on some of his own things however the vanishing of the sun put a quick end to that dream, practically every engineer in the country was assigned to an emergency plan to create insulated shelters across the country, when plans were leaked that the shelters were to only be for the wealthy revolution engulfed the country and Alexander and his friends were at it's forefront. Eventually London was brought under the command of the revolution although the fate of the rest of the country was unknown due to the breakdown of communication yet the revolution had gained a stronghold! With their exodus from the cities the bourgeoise had taken with them great deals of industrial and scientific equipment, a revolutionary vanguard was quickly assembled to reclaim this equipment and was sent out into the frozen void, Alexander was of course a willing volunteer in this expedition and was extraordinarily willing to take the fight to the wealthy scum. Yet the days wore on and there was sight of any shelters, no sight of London either and every minute it just grew colder and colder. The expedition was eroded away be desertions and deaths, eventually leaving just a scared crew of 5 men to accompany Alexander and with time they too went leaving Alexander alone in the dark.

Don't worry Hark I got ya covered.

Most excellent!
IC should be up within 12 hours...

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

I'll have to check, but it's looking good!

[Novas Arcanum]

You gotta promise to make the Greymore College Hark


Name:Thomas Samson
Appearance:

Nationality:American
Trade:Scientist
Expedition:Scientific Expedition
Biography:
Growing up in the south was not easy for this man of color. He was born in a small town in the deep deep south, to sharecroppers who struggled to survive in Jim Crow land. The nail in the coffin was when his uncle was lynched by a mob after they got wind that he had insulted a white woman. This did not happen but that did not stop innocent blood from being shed. Thomas and his folk escaped to the north, to Harlem, New York with nothing but the clothes on their backs. Things where far from perfect but the horrors of the south were now far behind them.

In New York, he was free to pursue his true passions away from the fields. He was a brilliant tinkerer and thinker. He would take any gadgets and widgets in his family's possession and tear them apart then reassemble them improving them in the process. He invented wonderful devices in his free time. He possessed a sharp mind that would do him good in all future endeavors. He got a scholarship to Cheyney University where he would study physics and chemistry. To escape the prejudice of America, like so many before him he moved to Europe where his talents as a scientist would be well received, and he became a respected and distinguished scientist in Paris.

He was to take a scientific expedition to a far off land an opportunity of a lifetime. Thomas traveled to London, where he gave a speech at the Society of Thinkers rousing applause accompanied what was to be the pinnacle of his crowning achievement in the field of physics.

Then it happened. It grew colder and colder as the sun died out. Thomas at first escaped to his lab where he came up with scientific inquiries for why the sun had died out. He soon ran into his fellow scientists who joined him on an expedition to find a solution. They all died in the end, leaving Thomas to his work solo. It is not an easy task but Thomas is an introvert at heart,he tinkers and performs experiments in his lab to find out the answer to the eternal winter mystery,...

[Harkback Union]

You gotta promise to make the Greymore College Hark


Name:Thomas Samson
Appearance:

(Image)

Nationality:American
Trade:Scientist
Expedition:Scientific Expedition
Biography:
Growing up in the south was not easy for this man of color. He was born in a small town in the deep deep south, to sharecroppers who struggled to survive in Jim Crow land. The nail in the coffin was when his uncle was lynched by a mob after they got wind that he had insulted a white woman. This did not happen but that did not stop innocent blood from being shed. Thomas and his folk escaped to the north, to Harlem, New York with nothing but the clothes on their backs. Things where far from perfect but the horrors of the south were now far behind them.

In New York, he was free to pursue his true passions away from the fields. He was a brilliant tinkerer and thinker. He would take any gadgets and widgets in his family's possession and tear them apart then reassemble them improving them in the process. He invented wonderful devices in his free time. He possessed a sharp mind that would do him good in all future endeavors. He got a scholarship to Cheyney University where he would study physics and chemistry. To escape the prejudice of America, like so many before him he moved to Europe where his talents as a scientist would be well received, and he became a respected and distinguished scientist in Paris.

He was to take a scientific expedition to a far off land an opportunity of a lifetime. Thomas traveled to London, where he gave a speech at the Society of Thinkers rousing applause accompanied what was to be the pinnacle of his crowning achievement in the field of physics.

Then it happened. It grew colder and colder as the sun died out. Thomas at first escaped to his lab where he came up with scientific inquiries for why the sun had died out. He soon ran into his fellow scientists who joined him on an expedition to find a solution. They all died in the end, leaving Thomas to his work solo. It is not an easy task but Thomas is an introvert at heart,he tinkers and performs experiments in his lab to find out the answer to the eternal winter mystery,...

This autumn, I promise, it will be done.

[Novas Arcanum]

Kay well done with my app! ^_^

[Labstoska]

You gotta promise to make the Greymore College Hark


Name:Thomas Samson
Appearance:

(Image)

Nationality:American
Trade:Scientist
Expedition:Scientific Expedition
Biography:
Growing up in the south was not easy for this man of color. He was born in a small town in the deep deep south, to sharecroppers who struggled to survive in Jim Crow land. The nail in the coffin was when his uncle was lynched by a mob after they got wind that he had insulted a white woman. This did not happen but that did not stop innocent blood from being shed. Thomas and his folk escaped to the north, to Harlem, New York with nothing but the clothes on their backs. Things where far from perfect but the horrors of the south were now far behind them.

In New York, he was free to pursue his true passions away from the fields. He was a brilliant tinkerer and thinker. He would take any gadgets and widgets in his family's possession and tear them apart then reassemble them improving them in the process. He invented wonderful devices in his free time. He possessed a sharp mind that would do him good in all future endeavors. He got a scholarship to Cheyney University where he would study physics and chemistry. To escape the prejudice of America, like so many before him he moved to Europe where his talents as a scientist would be well received, and he became a respected and distinguished scientist in Paris.

He was to take a scientific expedition to a far off land an opportunity of a lifetime. Thomas traveled to London, where he gave a speech at the Society of Thinkers rousing applause accompanied what was to be the pinnacle of his crowning achievement in the field of physics.

Then it happened. It grew colder and colder as the sun died out. Thomas at first escaped to his lab where he came up with scientific inquiries for why the sun had died out. He soon ran into his fellow scientists who joined him on an expedition to find a solution. They all died in the end, leaving Thomas to his work solo. It is not an easy task but Thomas is an introvert at heart,he tinkers and performs experiments in his lab to find out the answer to the eternal winter mystery,...

This autumn, I promise, it will be done.

WhAt AbOuT sPaCeKrEiG hArK???

[Harkback Union]

This autumn, I promise, it will be done.

WhAt AbOuT sPaCeKrEiG hArK???

This winter I promise, its 3 years in the making...

[Harkback Union]

I'm really hoping for 1 more player, then we can start...

[G-Tech Corporation]

Name: Duke Mikhael Zukhov, Fabricator-Lord of the Sky Blue Fleet
Appearance: Tall as a willow tree, beard once sand-blonde with hints of scarlet now tinged with white as the stress of his life wears upon him. Mikhael was once a muscular fencer, an officer trained in classical warfare in Moscow, his frame now somewhat diminished due to a lack of calories but still formidable. He wears a slate gray uniform and the brass stars of his command, when they can be seen under the leathers and thick cloak he swaddles himself in.
Nationality: Russian, though he can get by in German and English
Trade: Engineer prior to being called into the military. Now, Commander without a command.
Expedition: Scientific Expedition
Biography: His face now sallow and sunken from long hours and febrile purpose, Mikhael was once a hale and febrile man, a commander and gentleman-scientist in the Russian National Army just prior to the Revolution. Renowned for his ruthless but efficient strategic acumen, and the terror he inflicted on enemy and his men alike, he was nearly slain in an assassination in the opening days of the Crimson Revolt, before going on to slaughter nearly three hundred thousand revolutionaries at the Battle of Vismisa Forest with chemical weapons and a charnel pit of artillery. Since the sun went out, he drove his men to seek resources and machines to rebuild the world that was, until his last lieutenant disappeared nearly a week ago.

[Harkback Union]

*sigh*

Just when I was about to sleep.

[Harkback Union]

For the attributes, I really should have provided a little more in depth explanation.
At the same time, I think that in depth knowledge of the system might spoil the game for you. I'd like to keep it to myself, but if you really want to know how it works...

As mentioned before, you have to decide for yourself how to approach a problem. When you face a locked door, you can use might to try and break it, or Precision or Caution to pick the lock, maybe Faith to pray for it to be open. There is, of course, no guarantee that you will succeed.

Challenges:
For each problem/challenge you face I have created a solution that looks something like this:

Locked door - Might 10, Precision 8, Speed /, Caution 10, Gears 12, Flesh /, Elements 25, Faith 25,

(Note: I will not share this information with you in advance, only after failure or success.)

Tests:
Then, you have to select which attribute(s) to use. Once the attributes are selected, I roll 1 (+ your attribute points) d6 die to roll for each selected attribute. I check if the sum of the roll is greater or equal to what you need to succeed. If yes, you succeeded in the action, if no, you failed, (although success and failure can take different forms. You can still benefit from failure, or success might cost you dearly! It all depends on the attributes used and their power...).

Couple Exceptions:
6 counts as an automatic success in the given category, regardless of the sum rolled. This way you can succeed a Might 20 with just 1 die.
Categories marked with / (infinity) are impossible to succeed with, although if you get a 6 you can benefit in some other way.
Some test may require one or more attributes to be used during a test, such as:

Surgically remove bullet from injured comrade - Might /, Precision 15, Speed 15, Caution 15, Gears /, Flesh 15, Elements /, Faith 15,

In this case, you must pass the Flesh to succeed. If you selected Precision, Speed, Caution or Faith, and also succeed in those rolls, your surgery might also fix some broken bones along the way. If you did not select Flesh for the challenge, you are doomed to fail, but something else might happen. Using gears, and rolling a 6 might have you accidentally installing a machine gun into the torso of your patient, while using faith can improving your patient's Willpower.

[The Empire of Tau]

So far, we got alot of BIG BRAIN people.

[Harkback Union]

So far, we got alot of BIG BRAIN people.

As I feared.

It would be nice to have some more muscle, or maybe a doctor or a priest.

[Harkback Union]

IC almost ready, should have it up by tonight.

[G-Tech Corporation]

So far, we got alot of BIG BRAIN people.

As I feared.

It would be nice to have some more muscle, or maybe a doctor or a priest.

Who needs muscle when you have !!SCIENCE!!

[Harkback Union]

As I feared.

It would be nice to have some more muscle, or maybe a doctor or a priest.

Who needs muscle when you have !!SCIENCE!!

If only apple was still here...

Muscle:5, Faith:5

[The GAmeTopians]

As I feared.

It would be nice to have some more muscle, or maybe a doctor or a priest.

Who needs muscle when you have !!SCIENCE!!

I tend to agree, but there's too many science peoples now... I'll have to come up with something else, I suppose.

[Harkback Union]

I am part drunk, part sick, but I shall not rest until IC is up!

[Harkback Union]

viewtopic.php?f=31&t=464904&p=35722524#p35722524

There. Anyone unhappy with starting stuff, or found a mistake, let me know.

[Labstoska]

https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=464904&p=35722524#p35722524

There. Anyone unhappy with starting stuff, or found a mistake, let me know.

All aboard the Alexander express!

[Pentapolitan Kyrene]

Name: John Giles
Appearance: A man of contradiction by looks, John combines a careffully kempt, delicate face and fair moustache with a rough, soldier's body and an infantryman's cloak, bearing the insignia of the nascent red cross. His face, at first look, is eminently gentle, his eyes carrying a light warmth, but after more than a moment the scars can more easily be spotted, along with the boxed ear and the three silver-teeth. He carries a sad aspect about him, seeming to wander like a great, oddly lost bear in the snow.
Nationality: Giles was an Englishman, but very much a citizen of the world. Born to colonial administrators in Ceylon and having lived for years in Port Arthur.
Trade: Giles was, when the sun went, a military medic. Before that, he'd been an adventurer and a medical student.
Expedition: Refugees.
Biography: To be elaborated, but in brief John was raised in Ceylon before returning to England and attending Cambridge (Corpus Christi) to learn biology and medicine. Half way through his time there his roystering temper and love of port and cider ran him afoul of the dean and had him sent packing. He spent 1900-1904 touring Europe and East Asia, making pilgrimages between the churches of the East and the great cities of the Orient. He joined up in 1904 with the humanitarian effort in the Russo-Japanese War, hoping to find himself a purpose, and spent the war witnessing horrors unlike any he'd dreamt. For years after he tended to the wounded veterans and made his way as a travelling medic, even taking work on an expedition up the Nile, before returning to England when the war began and signing up as a medic with the Red Cross. When the sun died, he tried in vain to keep his fellows together in one hospital, but was overwhelmed by patients, and forced to try to take those who could walk back home. He got as far as Surrey before the last man died, leaving him alone in the snow.