Monument Halo
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Thread Topic: Monument Halo
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/::Monument Halo::
The Monument Halo is a magnificent feat of architecture, engineering, and unity. Fifty years before the Earth was considered barren, and only a decade after famine forced humanity to look outward for new pastures, construction on the Halo began. A leviathan of a project previously unrivaled in ingenuity and size spanning almost two-thousand kilometers in diameter, the Halo is now home to the majority of the remaining humans, with a population of about 10.5 million.
The Halo’s younger residents, generations born after the Exodus, have no recollection of Earth as it was, or really any recollection at all besides the dull, brown rock that floats almost lifelessly far off in the distance. The Earth they know are the depictions taught in class on the Station, now almost devoid of life and only visited to harvest raw materials like iron and uranium. Many religious sects now revere Earth as a sort of homeland pilgrimage, and humanity as a forsaken peoples forgotten by the powers that be.
Life on the station is rigid and unforgiving; even petty larceny is treated as treason, and thievery of foodstuffs will almost guarantee death or ‘excursion’ — a forced expedition into the hostile wastelands of Earth as punishment. A negligible few ever return, but those who do with valuable materials in tow may be rewelcomed into Halo society as an Excursionist — a caste of people that, voluntary or not, are responsible for inter-orbital materials acquisition.
Many of the social graces and liberties people enjoyed in the 21st century have gone extinct, and lives are seen through the lens of production and reproduction. Denizens are schooled until the age of 15 in subjects considered relevant and integral to the Station, such as mathematics, engineering, and Station politics. Disciplines like history and the humanities are unnecessary. After fifteen, children are considered of working age and assigned Station duties depending on skillset and predilections. The Locke ideals of social contract, of liberty and independence, have been replaced by a strict manuscript describing in detail how your life will be used to aid the Station.
Government consists of the Arbiters — political leaders that control various sects of the Station almost dictatorially. Their influence is strong and unquestioned, codified into the law of land and followed without regard. Except for the Dissidents.
On one hand, Dissidents is a general term for criminals, really. Anybody who doesn’t follow the law of the Arbiters or considered incongruous with the policies of the Station, for whatever reason, will be labeled a Dissident and punished. Harshly. On the other hand however, the Dissidence is a loose group of like-minded individuals who feel they are being taken advantage of and exploited under a ruling class during great turmoil. Protest and reform are strictly forbidden of course, and the Dissidence know they are being silenced. So they operate in silence, one member being completely ignorant of another member except under hushed whispers and times of opportunity. The Arbiters know they exist and fight them with policy and steel, but you can’t easily fight an enemy with no name or codified creed.
The only thing many of these Dissidents have is a common view; that something is being hidden for ulterior means. Some of them look to the stars but most look towards our old home — Earth. They don’t trust the Arbiters and they don’t trust the Station, and they don’t trust how the Excursionists can expedition for so long with the limited amount of foodstuffs and support they are sent along with. They believe there is a secret on Earth, perhaps not salvation, but something that the people who oppress them would like to keep under closed tabs, and that is all they need to light the fire.
::End Transmission::/
Hi. Character sheets VV
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NAME: Emil Bradford
AGE: 22
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5’5
BUILD: Lean/lithe, but toned. Lower body especially muscled.
APPEARANCE: Racially ambiguous but of African American and Caucasian descent with a light chestnut complexion. Wide, expressive amber eyes but pursed lips, she sees much more than she speaks. A somewhat bulky ectomorph, relatively thin with visible muscle mass from manual labor.
BACKGROUND: Being born on the station, she of course has no recollection of life before the Exodus. She was raised by her mother and older brother, the latter of whom was convicted of ‘treason’ and sent to Earth for materials acquisition. He never returned. She had great respect and adoration for her brother, stepping up as a father figure despite not having one himself. His Excursion was significant for her, and now she keeps her thoughts and intentions carefully hidden behind a pensive glare.
Growing up she learned the value of keeping your eyes open and your mouth shut, keeping your own secrets while peeping everybody else’s. She was put into an engineering role after her ‘graduation’, hence her lean muscle mass required to keep up with manual maintenance. As an adult she is very reserved, but has developed her skill to casually converse without betraying whats going on behind her eyes. She doesn’t trust the Arbiters. -
Can I sign up? 👉🏻👈🏻
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ofc! we open rn. if you got any questions hmu
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Alr. I have no questions.
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NAME: SAKURA XI
AGE: 31
GENDER: FEMALE
HEIGHT: 6'1
BUILD: SLENDER
APPEARANCE: (brief description of character face/appearance)
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(damn she tall, we’ll wait for Mop then we can either get started or wait for more)
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Alr.))
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Havent been feeling well today, so its short and simple from me.)
NAME: Reyna King
AGE: 24
GENDER: female
HEIGHT: 5'3"
BUILD: slim
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(I’ll start us off)
Emil woke up, groggy and wiping at her eyes. She went for a stretch and her hand smacked the side of her sleeping pod; most denizens of the Halo slept in pods, to ‘conserve living and agricultural square footage’. She found that dumb though, considering she had worked to formulate some of the blueprints for Arbiter living arrangements; they sure as hell weren’t conserving square footage. -
Sakura woke up after a few minutes. She sighed. This is pure stupid. She thought. She shook her head and stretched. She sighed again. She thought about her new life. That made her furious. She couldn't do it no more. She didn't think about that for long though. She yawned a little and stretched again. She wanted her old life back. She didn't want to be here no more. She held back tears. She sighed and walked out. She sighed once more and started to walk in circles.
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