We play Thursdays 7:30pm Mountain time! Looking for 1 or 2 people that enjoy a darker story with humor sometimes. We are doing a start up mission than creating characters for the campaign! We are almost half way done with the start up mission. Here's the plot start for the campaign for when we start -the background of your character ends up on the transport ship for whatever reason you make-  The large transportation frigate STS Cyclopse dispatched about 1 month ago. This ship jumped frequently while giving the inexperienced a nauseating gut roll. On board was thousands of eccentric and interesting travelers chasing their next destination. This night seemed to have a peculiar feel to it. The corridors seemed to have a chill that penetrated to bite to your bones. Conversations that could fill books echoed from the closest bar bouncing off the walls in ricocheting into every cabin of dwellers. Dreadfully unknown to the passengers of the ship in the crews meeting room a serious conversation was taking place. Ship Commander Kizer had received an uneasy order from his ranking commander via communications. A distorted beacon is being broadcasted from the SS Fortitude 2 hyperspace jumps away in an uninhabited system. The broadcast is sending out that SS Fortitude has had a critical engine failure and needs transportation for their party. The commander has issued a direct order to make contact. Kizer argues this should be assigned to a different military owned ship for this ship contained passengers, not evac trained employees. Commander Mikill states his comment is noted but the conversation is closed due to the risk of classified information being destroyed on board the SS Fortitude. Kizers head weighs heavier as he reads off commands to ready the crew for entering hyperspace. “Prepare to launch into hyperspace” Kizer chokes out. The first pilot enters his codes and navigates program to initiate confirmation from other crew members throughout the ship. As the pilot pushes forward the start lever the thrust picks up as the ship's core activates. The stars began to bend into long and blinding lines. Kizer feels the ships cold air intensify into what feels like a touch of death. For the first time in a long time, Kizer feels a nauseating gut roll...