Epoch of desolation [RP] [500k starting credits] [IT'S BACK AND IN BLACK!]

[Admiralkio]

I reserve the right to deny any and all applications that i see fit.

Epoch of Desolation is a heavy RP server that i run from a Dedicated Server hosted in France.
The server is WHITELIST ONLY.
The year is 2200.
Most of humanity is scattered and what remains of the old empires is little but scraps of the great fleets that once waged war.
Timeline
2040: Mars is colonized, research into FTL travel continues at a rapid pace, corporations race to research the elusive way to travel.
2050: Europa and Io are colonized, discovery of new minerals heats up the race for FTL technology.
2101: The Federation is formed, governing all of Sol's colonies, rebels begin to dissent on Io due to lack of supplies, people call for independence from the Federation.
2104.2: The colony located on Io, Odyssey, declares independence from the Federation. The Federation fleet mobilizes to recapture the colony and annihilate any resistance to the Federation's power.
2110.4: Odyssey falls to the Federation after five years of bloody warfare, thousands of lives are lost to the war, the Federation begins to rebuild the colony of Odyssey.
2112: A unknown fleet jumps into the Sol system, first contact goes horribly wrong, the Federation suffers heavy losses to the alien fleet.
2145: The Federation falls to the alien menace, Terra is all but annihilated along with Mars and Odyssey. Suvivors flee to Europa's colony, Endeavor. A small resistance forms.
2146: A experimental FTL drive is recovered and fitted to a colony ship, the New Hope.
2157: New Hope is completed and warps to deep space, establishing the colony of New Terra.
2157.2: New Terra falls to lack of supplies, estimations of remaining humans in the galaxy fall to 1,000.
2167: Attempts are made to start the recolonization of New Terra, the result is failure. More humans are lost, population levels fall to 500 humans remaining, scattered around the galaxy.
2170: The only legacy humanity has from the days of the Federation is small bands of 10 to 30 people fighting for survival in scrap-heaps of ships, there is no organized government nor any remnant of the Federation.
Current date: Trade Guild stations reappear, only automated. The Galactic Credit remains the predominate form of currency.

Application Form
Name:
Age:
Bio:
What do you intend to do upon joining the server?:
Complete this phrase: Ad Astra per ---

RULES!
1. No stealing ships UNLESS given permission by the owner of said ships, this MUST be confirmed with an admin.
2. PvP in spawn is NOT allowed, this WILL result in a unwhitelisted if you do not explain yourself promptly.
3. RP first. All ships should have RP rooms such as a mess hall, bunks, weapon stations, bridge, engineering, reactors, etc, fighters not included. Any ships considered OP will encounter problems during engagements and may or may not face the wrath of aliens. In addition, all RP qualified ships will be insured of lost.
4. Have fun, this server isn't about annihilating everything you see, it's about having fun in the given scenario.
5. Do not push ships out of spawn.
General notes.
Shield modules are very rare, most ships will rely on thick armor to protect themselves, ditto for AMC cannons.
The price for hardened hulling will be lowered to 120 credits per block, due to the rarity of shielding, missiles will also be cheaper.
Most ships should mount missiles and not AMCs due to the immense cost of mounting them.
Refer to the Tectum Clementia wiki for a guide to what ships should have in terms of rooms.

The server is currently UP, hosted on a dedicated server in France.

 

[SilverBack]

Application Form
Name: Sherman "Sherm" Polner

Age: 26

Bio: Born amongst the heavy machinery of an industrial mega-ship, Sherm would call the cold metal walls home. Raised during the many rebellions, and alien invasion, the boy would know conflict as his mentor. Coming to age fleeing the mass extinction of the human race, he'd experience the loss of everything he'd known. Now faced with the prospect of survival against unbeatable odds, he'd flourish.

What do you intend to do upon joining the server?: Piloting a small salvager ship to provide supplies to a larger fleet of gypsy ships.

Complete this phrase: Ad Astra per Aspera. (( I googled this.

 

[Ixalite]

Name: Микхаил Сорминов (Mikhail_Sorminov)
Age: 94 (52 years in Cryo here and there)

Bio:
Каждая звезда в небесах является Слезинка.
Every star in the heavens is a Teardrop. The spirit of the motherland, weeping for her lost children.
There were warriors, and Politicians. There were Farmers and fishers. All gone. Only one remains now: A lost son to remember and weep with her for his brothers. The man wanders alone. A trader's pack on his back, an ancient and worn sword at his side. His back is bent with cares, his eyes downcast. The long banked fires of his spirit keep him trudging, but without direction. There can be no easing of his burden, for it is his. It is him.

Mikhail was born to the second officer of a slower-than-light colony ship, en rout to a distant system. The Crew were mostly Slavic, from the old Russian confederation Submarine service, and the passengers were a mix of Slavic and Chinese. FTL Travel was perfected mere decades after the launching of the Святая Анна, But no one thought to locate the ship, or interrupt the decades long journey. Arriving at Tau Ceti, The Svyataya Anna's crew came to the startling realization that a: We are not alone in the universe, b: we are not IMPORTANT TO the universe, and C: Earth was destroyed, everyone is on the run.
In subsequent decades, Mikhail grew up a guerrilla fighter, guarding his dwindling people in an ancient fighter, built on the shores of the Baltic sea, until one day he returned from a patrol to find the Anna destroyed, cause unknown. Now, years later, he plies space as a trader, no longer energetic in his quest for revenge for a slaughtered people and planet.


Plans:
Rebuild the Sofiya, and wander the stars, trading. Playing a mostly passive role, to check out the server and keep in touch. Delivering materials for players to use.

Ad Astra per Aspera

 

[Reilly Reese]

Ahh EoH MKII?

 

[Admiralkio]

EoH wasn't set in the same background, and i hosted it from SMprohosting, which was notoriously, unreliable.

 

[halo341]

Name: Robert Lincoln

Age:25

Bio: All thats left of the transport ship "Halo", he wanders the galaxy looking for home and the aliens that killed his family. Managing to sneak upon a fighter while the aliens were boarding the transport ship to the planet New Mars, he stole it and went off. Now he pilots a Destroyer, after managing to kill the 10 aliens on board. Usually he tries to destroy all aliens, but occasionally he raids a trading ship.

Intention: To make a fairly-large fighting ship, destroy AI ships in combat and set up a colony.

Ad Astra per Aspera

 

[T3hBeanzor]

Application Form
Name: Jon Victor Grissom
Age:23

Bio: Born to unknown parents, Grissom was an orphan from the age of 5. Living on his own, a young Grissom grew up in the fiery halls and tunnels of Genoa Station: a giant foundry of steel and metal, serviced by every kind of down-on-their-luck creature. At age 13, Grissom managed to find work at the Genoan docks, before taking a permanent position on the SS Azara as a crewman at the age of 15.

The SS Azara went missing three years later, during a routine cargo mission. Grissom was one of 3 survivors that were found on board, when the ship limped into sensor range of a nearby military installation. Parts of the ship were exposed to vacuum, and [REDACTED] was also found strewn around [REDACTED]. The cause of the disappearance of the crew-members and damages has never officially been explained.

Grissom then took work on a small salvaging vessel, the Leviathan. The vessel's two other crew-members were killed on a scavenging mission inside an asteroid, when the area they were in collapsed. The deaths left Grissom as the lone owner of a scavenging vessel.

Eventually, Grissom sold the Leviathan, and went off record after purchasing an unknown vessel. His current whereabouts are unknown.

What do you intend to do upon joining the server?: I intend on creating a scavenging vessel to take up dead husks of NPC ships and mine asteroids in order to get credits and build a strong ship.

Complete this phrase: Ad Astra per Ardua - Through Adversity to the Stars (RAF MOTTO)

 

[Admiralkio]

All applications aside from TehBeanzor's are approved

 

[T3hBeanzor]

I'm sad that no one caught onto that lack of latin :P

 

[Admiralkio]

This place is still alive, doooods.
I have a dedicated server lined up and will be working to get it online soon.

 

[Shogun211]

Application: Reaza Ackman
((yes itsa me back again))
Age: 46
(has been augmented with UV resistant eyes (eyes don't burn form looking at a bright UV source)
Reaza was a refugee, fleeing from fall, after fall, after fall, factions would collapse and die, and he would flee elsewhere, so he ended up here. He doesn't know how long he will stay here before it the region falls to utter chaos, but he thinks it wouldn't be long. In any case he has hes staying for as long as he can. Maybe he can settle down for real this time?

Plans: Scavenge and mine, try to settle down in this sector.
Phrase:Ad astra per aspera
NOTE: I didn't change my skin to accommodate for the features, to clumsy.

 

[Admiralkio]

Accepted.

 

[Shogun211]

Did this server already die? because that's a shame, I was looking forwards to it.

 

[Admiralkio]

No, there just isn't any intrest.

 

[tn44]

It's likely that once there is a dedicated host, interest will rise.

Failing that, look me up. We've got a larger scale RP project going on which you can help with if you wish.

 

[Reilly Reese]

This already downed?

Was thinking of applying.

 

[CrossCroissant]

So actually there is no active RP Server?

Im missing Roleplay like in Freelancer Discovery RP :>. Traders, Pirates, Police, Military. Not only Pew Pew...

 

[Alendis]

Application Form
Name: Mehitabel Anders

Age: 22

Bio: Mehitabel was the granddaughter of a ship captain in a small freighting and ship building corporation called the TIF, or Terran Interspace Fleetworks. When Earth was annihilated at the hands of the aliens, what TIF ships remained helped as many survivors as possible to Europa, her grandfather's included. When humankind fled the Sol system, the TIF fell apart, and Mehitabel's family were left in famine, her grandfather dead and her grandmother old by the time they arrived at New Terra, and she was still very young. To put it simply, growing up in a dying species is hard, and Mehitabel was forced to extremes at times. As humanity begins to stabilize, although at a tiny number, Mehitabel aims to keep her family tradition and refound the TIF as a benign company building ships for others and transporting goods.

What do you intend to do upon joining the server?: Gather as much materials and money as possible to build the first TIF Cruiser, and go from there.

Ad Astra per Aspera

 

[Admiralkio]

Well.
Im going to revive this again.
Server hosting is an issue, i don't have any money to rent a server and, well, i have no income, so things are going to be touch-and-go alot of the time.
Il have more information later.

 

[Admiralkio]

Application Form
Name: Sherman "Sherm" Polner

Age: 26

Bio: Born amongst the heavy machinery of an industrial mega-ship, Sherm would call the cold metal walls home. Raised during the many rebellions, and alien invasion, the boy would know conflict as his mentor. Coming to age fleeing the mass extinction of the human race, he'd experience the loss of everything he'd known. Now faced with the prospect of survival against unbeatable odds, he'd flourish.

What do you intend to do upon joining the server?: Piloting a small salvager ship to provide supplies to a larger fleet of gypsy ships.

Complete this phrase: Ad Astra per Aspera. (( I googled this.

Whitelisted.