Chatterbox: Inkwell

The Earth is beautiful, isn't it?

Of course, it took hard work to keep it that way. Humanity slowly spread to space, in order to conserve Earth's beauties and materials. Their technology grew, creating all sorts of tech! They were in the future, with every known planet colonized, every known piece of their little solar system bright with life!

You are one of them, one of the people in this bright new era. People have begun to name their children after these new worlds. Eris, Mars, Maia... why not name someone after the beauty these once-barren places have become? They create works of art, they make certain planets dazzle with light.

But other places are left blank. They are unforgiving places, with simple metal walls and schedules that must be followed strictly, day after day. Fleets of small spacecraft patrol the skies, regulating them. People devote their lives to open space, spending their time toiling as regulators or as thieves, destroying or looting spacecraft.

Still, there's another option. The one that you chose. A large spacecraft exists, drifting further and further away from humanity's colonies. It's a research ship, filled with those who want to further the knowledge of humanity. Or maybe they just wanted money from their job on the ship, as a mechanic or whatnot. Who truly knows?

Of course, there is a catch. You see, the day before your shuttle, bearing you and the rest of the recruits, arrived, the captain of this ship was murdered. Lying in a puddle of blood. Dead. Dead, dead, dead.

You're trapped in the middle of space with a murderer aboard the ship. And it's up to you to discover who they are. 

The answer will change depending on your posts, your roleplay. So I suggest you'd hurry it up; wouldn't want another to die, would you? Tick tock. Clock's ticking, my friends.