Bay 12 Games Forum

Before now, you weren't.
Suddenly, you are.
The world around you is empty.
You are empty.
The floor feels cold.
It feels hollow.

This is all very puzzling.

What do you do?

Astraeus-Lunar IV
The most advanced space station ever designed.
It is so technologically advanced that almost every single piece of maintenance is done by robots, without human interference. For the most part. While the robots maintain the space station, the humans take long naps in cryo-stasis, frozen solid in a state of both permanent life and permanent death.
However, there is one little naggle to the whole idea of an entirely robotic maintenance: It occasionally malfunctions. In order to work around this, the station automatically wakes up the astronauts for one day each year to have them perform their own maintenance, mostly on the maintenance robots. This involves repairing damage, de-bugging code, and fighting off the occasional boarding party.

The Astraeus-Lunar IV, or the ALIV, often called "Alive", is slowly heading towards Mars. It's only purpose is to escort a total of six astronauts, three males and three females, towards its destination. Upon reaching the surface, the crew's objective is to set up a matter-transposition-reflexive mainframe, more commonly referred to as a teleporter. This will allow them to bring further human population to the red planet, and to colonize it as a whole. The main reason of this expansion is that Earth has been tapped almost dry: Iron and Nickel have become valued commodities while Copper is practically a thing of the past. A few drops of Oil would spark a world war, and most of the oceans have been refined into fresh water for consumption by a bloated population. The common people think that once humanity arrives on Mars all members of humanity will travel to the planet and colonize it anew, like a New Earth; Only world leaders and the astronauts know that less then 0.001% of the human population will actually be allowed on Mars: This includes the most physically fit, mentally fit, and of course, all the world leaders.

Your job, as the Astronauts, is to obey the commands of your on-ship AI, to obey the commands relayed to you by the world leaders, to reach Mars, and to set up a self-sustaining base on the planet before deploying and activating the teleporter stored on the ship.
You won't be alone out there: Several terrorist groups and a few of the countries which have descended into anarchy have already launched several small shuttles on an intercept course to your craft, and the computer has been set to wake you the moment they set foot on the ship. As this was not foreseen, the ship itself was not equipped to deal with intruders, and you are armed with only minimal weapons: A small handgun was included in every astronaut's locker, but the real weapons will be the systems of the ship itself. Opening bulkheads and airlocks to jettison intruders, deactivating gravity at the right time to send them hurtling into obstacles, and re-working on board systems into traps. Your minds will need to be as prepared as your weapons to survive this.

Good luck.
You are humanity's last hope.

Don't let it down.
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Six players will be accepted. As per the lore of this game, half must be male and half must be female. At least one must be a biologist and at least two must be mechanics. Architects and guards would be useful.


((I hope that this game does not die like all the others I have created have. I do indeed hope....))

Right, so I'm in a period where I have a lot of finals right now. I set all my games on Hiatus, but that made me feel almost evil, so I decided to make an easily updatable game. This game is "Roll to be a cell!". In this game, you start out as a basic Prokaryote, or a bacteria, and you try to become a Eukaryote, or a normal cell, eventually becoming multicellular. The way you will do this is by absorbing food and other cells and using the mass inside of them to evolve. Evolving takes a full turn and will diminish your size. Alright, simple enough, let's get started.

Character Sheet is Easy.

Scientific Name of Cell:
Common Name of Cell:
Starting Trait: (Photosynthesis, flagellum, cilia, etc.)
Preferred Color:

Oh, and from the first turn on, I will be illustrating this game. Why do I do these things to myself?!

This game is exactly as the title states!
You are a dwarf in the prospering fortress of Dewcarts when everything begins to go wrong!
Aaaaand...

Most of you probably somehow contributed to the incident. But considering the fact that everything is currently !!GOING VERY WRONG!!, hammering will probably be suspended indefinitely!

Sign up Sheet:

Yeah, I'm taking on another game. Hopefully this one won't die like many others I've tried to begin. Hopefully, with this one being DF themed, it will gain attention and you guys won't let it die.
Also, if you're wondering what caused the fortress to collapse, I'll work it out using your characters
I'll probably max out possible Dwarves to 8 per game. Assume multiple rounds, with survivors possibly founding the next collapsing fortress.

Since the beginning of time, wars have been fought over the rightful rule of the underground kingdom of Adrenia. It all began centuries ago, when the first humans entered the cave through a hole in the roof, into the water. Ever since, they have bred, grown, and shaped empires. The first battle ever recorded was a debate over a mine rich in copper along the border of the Astorian Kingdom and the Eldarian kingdom. Eldaria won the battle, but one thing quickly led to another, and soon Eldaria and Astoria were in all out war. While the Beronian empire tried to stop the war, the Meronian empire fuled the flames, and sold weapons at high prices to the opposing sides. The war ended a century later with a peace treaty. However, by that time, the Beronians and the Meronians were at war over another disagreement. In the end, the empires finally agreed that in order to settle their disputes, they needed one true leader. That was where the agreements stopped for a while, as all the empires fought over the right to rule. A massive keep was erected in the middle by the Beronians, who claimed that whomever ruled the keep ruled all of the kingdoms. Shortly afterwards, the Meronians overtook the right to rule, then the Eldarians, then the Beronians again. Only a few short years ago, the Beronian king, whom had encouraged peace, reduced taxes massively, and pushed the kingdoms into a golden age, was assassinated by a Meronian spy, who then opened the gates, and let his kingdom invade. Ever since then, the kingdom has been ruled tyrannically by the hot-headed Meronians.
And where do you all fit in?

You are Astorians. The only race to have never ruled the kingdoms. And today, Astoria is declaring war on the Meronians!

You are soldiers, youths of the tender age of twenty, give or take a few years. Some of you are Beronian refugees, while others are trueborn Astorians. Among your company there are even a few Meronians who could not bear to live with their tyrant king, and defected. You are suiting up for war.

The Armory
You stand in the Armory, being assessed by the "Captain", presumably of your new division. He asks you a few questions, but seems disinterested in your answers anyways.
((This is the character sheet))

"Name?"
"Age?"
"Empire of Origin?"
"Motive for fighting? Were you conscripted? Or did ya sign up?"
"Got anyone back home you're fighting for?"
"And now onto the important stuff. What sort of armor do you prefer? Do you like the typical chainmail of our soldiers? Or would you rather something heavier, like half-plate, or full plate armor? I suppose you could have something lighter, too, but it wouldn't stand up well to a sword."
"Alright, and what kind of weapon do you want? Have any preferences? Or shall I decide? For wee recruits like you, we can spare a sword and shield, an axe and shield, a small warhammer and shield, or some kind of ranged weapon. Oh, and we also have a few spears somewhere. I think we have some light spears, and some heavy, anti-cavalry spears."
"Alright then, all done. You'll be in the fifth unit, all of you together. Huh. Lucky buggers, seems like there's a senior mage already in that unit. You should be safe for now, unless ye get transferred. Heh. There are ten units under me, all consisting of ten soldiers. I command one-hundred men, while you can barely command yourself. Now get moving. You're moving out in the morning. I think you'll be staying in a guardhouse on the wall today. Ask around for Tafrin the mage."

((Just a note, please keep everything somewhat medieval. I do not want someone to show up and try to name their character "Poketwo" or "Scyther" or something, HINT HINT.))

Graveyard

Delekates: Got knocked out by enemy spearman, then had his head stepped on by friendly heavy infrantry. He will be missed, by Kull.

Hall of the Injured

Kull: Kull was injured in the same fight as Delekates, with several broken bones, and permanent injuries. He will likely become a commander in this stead, as he earned much honor in this battle, decimating enemy infantry and commanding fear like an axe.

Welcome to the cave! This is an RTD that centers around Exploration, combat, Roleplay, and survival. Here's the general story:

The Cave is set in the Medieval age, meaning that guns and things like that do not exist. Please do not reference modern occurrences. The most advanced bit of tech you know about are crossbows.
You are a group of children (With ages going from around eight years old, to the eldest of you being fifteen.) who entered a forest nearby your town, seeking a hideout for your mischievous games together. You discovered a cave, and entered. That's where you are now.
Assume that each of you know each other enough to know each other's general backstory.
Feel free to build on to the plot in your own constructive ways. Just don't derail things, and don't do things to affect the gameplay, like conveniently located a hidden escape route in a trap, where I have not mentioned an escape route existing.
Without further ado, here are your character sheets:

Traits will affect what makes your character really unique. I'd like to ask that if you see that someone else already took a trait, do not take it unless it's really necessary to your character development, or you have NO other option.

I'll take five players for now.
Magic may or may not exist in the world. As far as you kids know, it's rumored to exist.

"Greetings. Welcome to the combat fields of Wizard's end. My name is Maloc, and I am the founder of this place. I am currently over three-thousand years old, and this tourney field is almost as old as I. However, looking at you, you youngsters seem to be bursting with youthful energy. Why, the oldest of you is only 54! Ah, I remember how foolish I was back then. I thought that the boundaries magic could achieve were so much smaller than they really are. Ah, well, enough of that. Welcome again to the combat fields. I can see you're all raring to go, so we'll put you into a tournament soon. However, let me simply check over your information again. Please, show me your sheets describing who you are, once more. The one thing magic can't solve is my poor old memory."


((I'll take 8 people, I think. Much more will come soon, just fill out the char sheet for now.))

This is another forum game based off the general idea that one person responds to the person before him, then places his own action two lines below. This game will involve someone putting an innocent action, and the next person saying how it could end in a death, and then placing their own idea.
Here's an example:

Poster 1: I start this game
Poster 2: The crazed fanatics of bay12 take the game too literally, and chop you up.

(Poster 2's innocent action here)

I'll start.

I pet a cute deer.