Post by Hedge on Mar 20, 2009 15:41:12 GMT -5
OmniCorp: We sell everything!
History
The Ohmnee people were born on a small, verdant world with plentiful resources, and, for many centuries of development, they maintained peaceful relations with the other species on the world, and everyone was peaceful and content- until the aliens came. Today, the home planet is almost completely desert- Its flora and fauna long ago sold to various species, in exchange for galactic credits, and technological advancements.
Civilization Details
Species Type: Humanoid
Capital Planet: Myria Prime
Ruling Power: Cloned workers make up the lowest class, with Scientists and artisans making up middle class, and a business model representing the “upper crust” with a few CEO’s (think merchant princes) at the top.
Inhabitants: ~60% Drone Class, ~40% Merchant Class, <1% "Upper Management"
Traits
National: Load-Bearing State, Cargo Cultist, Getting huge
Population: Loyalty, Hard Workers
Military: Dispersed Operations, Network Paradigm Processor
Technical: Plug’n’play, Nanowanker, Better than your {Cloning}
Historical: Commercial
Hyper-Technology: Field Control
Faults: Trade Dependant, Red Tape
Important Characters
Character Name: CIV: 432-1756-9943
Age: 2 year old clone of 21 year old male
Gender: Male Eunuch
Race: Clone (Drone Class)
Position: Happy Worker Drone, Assigned to a factory on the home world, and designed to clean up various messes that occur around the Grav-lift in Sector 12, C Block.
Appearance: Genetically modified to look highly nondescript: The only major descriptor is the ring of tattoos around the Drones’ scalp.
Character Name: MRC: 716-2154-3499
Age: 4 year old clone of 23 year old male
Gender: Male Eunuch
Race: Clone (Merchant Class)
Position: Merchant model, designed to help people make purchase decisions. Assigned a portable Kiosk, which is basically a small ship, with a nanotech replicator (for creating products), and just enough solar based portability to make a quick jump between planets (after all, not everyone appreciates his societal contributions, and torch wielding mobs are notoriously resistant to the statement “No refunds”)
Appearance: Less nondescript than the Drone models, the Merchants have some facial hair. In addition, his face is nearly perpetually grinning- smiles, after all, being the only thing he will offer free of charge.
Character Name: General Jierkahn Nall
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Position: Born into a wealthy CEO position, but lost his monetary empire due to “violent xenophobic tendencies”. Now he is the leader of a large, drone-filled army (Loyal, if literal). However, as the Corporation does not solve its problems with violence, he has become perhaps the single most useless/ frustrated people in the entire empire. Dreams of someday being at the forefront of a war.
Appearance: As the general was born, not made, he has a distinctive appearance. Born short and stocky, he has grown much facial hair in order to differentiate himself from the drones, which he detests.