"We used to sing songs of the Domain. Of their martial might. Of their scarcely remembered culture. Of their pieced-together failings and oft-remembered triumphs. Now we cower in bombed out cities hoping that their Explorarium fleets don't pick up our vitals from orbit and drop an ounce of antimatter into our laps."

-Diary of An Unknown Survivor, circa c 262

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"Eh, man, you hear the reports? We just got a salvage fleet coming back with some crazy shit. They're raving about some kinda fuckin' 'Domain station that went after them. That whole chunk of the station is already on lockdown. Seems like something the Hegemony doesn't want slipping out just slipped."

-Audio Log from Eventide Station, August 15th, c 216

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"This is Lead Scientist Karl Fischer... uh, day 76 of the Domain sporeship salvage operation. We, uhm, we found something. Some kind of exoskeleton suit. We had one of the marines swap their suit for it to test. It took close to a third of our cruiser’s power supply just to get it to run, but seeing it in action... I'm not one to believe in gods, but I saw the closest thing to gifted divinity in that marine's movements. Hell, acccording to the data we took we were looking at a person-sized frigate, not a person."

-Audio Log from [REDACTED], circa c 207

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Outskirts of the Persean Sector, June 21st c 581

Within the bowels of a Domain-era cryosleeper a single native entity remained. They were a relic of a long-departed moment in time. They were a product of the finest geneticists the Domain had to offer and yet they looked scarcely different from a normal, if idealized, person. In spite of such surface-deep normality, they were more akin to a bio-engineered machine than a person. Within the gargantuan vessel's mostly-corrupted logs they were simply referred to as Project Madison.

Around their cryopod a small contingent of women stood. They bickered and argued among themselves about what they ought to do. Claims of this entity being the Domain's forgotten superweapon swiftly circulated. Some believed that they would be a danger to the galaxy if released. Others speculated on what could be gleaned from a deep dive into their genetics and augmentations. The youngest and least-jaded among the group questioned the identity and personality of the person behind the frosted-over glass. After all, surely not every entity within the Domain was as unabashedly vile and authoritarian as the neo-feudalistic rulers that now presided over the Persean Sector?

Inevitably younger minds prevailed. The eon-removed sleeper was released from their mechanical tomb. The frost that dominated the group's view of this sleeper gently receded as their first breath was taken. Unimaginably soft yet utterly confused eyes stared out from the pod. Then the hissing came as the pod hatch steadily opened to release this ‘Project Madison’ into the world.

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Good morning lovelies! I hope you're doing wonderful today! I'm sure you're curious on what the fuck this is. "Starsector? Azur Lane? The Last Angel? What, exactly, are any of those?" The answer is that the games and stories matter less than the themes, and in Starsector’s case, part of the setting.

So, what do these things make when you stick them all together in the context of the Starsector universe? If you guessed "a story of slow-burning revenge against a conquering polity with unfathomably advanced technology with the added bonus of hot women with personalities based on the qualities attributed to their ship class" then you are incredibly correct.

Now, where do you feature here? After all, it's a roleplay so you'll need a role to play. As somewhat easily discerned by the title, you'll mostly be playing the fleet under control of this new, genetically-modified Admiral. However, I’m comfortable in splitting duties when it comes to the world, doubly so if you aren't particularly familiar with Starsector as a whole.

Alright, last major thing to cover in detail: communication and expectations. I'll preface this with a preference for doing this roleplay on Discord, but Reddit and Kik are also possibilities. As for expectations I'm looking for someone who is, by and large, fluent in the English language and comfortable with playing multiple characters.

With that, I think I'm done here! If this oversized wall of text piqued your interest then please, feel free to send an orange envelope my way! Even if you don’t think you’ll be sending me a message, I hope you have a fantastic day. <3

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Kinks: Too many to list, but major ones would be pregnancy, romance, cumflation, genuine effort, oversized assets, harems, and a coherent plot. Ask for my F-list in your message if you want to see the extent of my kinks!

Hard Limits: Scat, heavily sexualized gore, most kinds of snuff, and filth in general. Ask for pretty much anything else and we can discuss it!