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Post by rat on Jan 24, 2018 4:58:39 GMT -5
I N T R O D U C T I O N Twenty seven years ago, global warming went to a whole new level. The sun ripped a hole in the ozone directly above the Arctic Ocean, melting icecaps and sending waves of radiation over the earth, causing sea levels to rise dramatically and almost all life on earth to perish. Nineteen years ago, the sea receded and life began to form again. Those who had prepared emerged from their shelters and started new lives, aliens on their own planet. In the beginning God made the heavens and the earth. In the end the heavens tried to destroy us.
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I N F O R M A T I O N This is based in a post apocalyptic world, in the area in California between San Diego and Sacramento that out of the entire world has once again begun to support life. Although the ozone layer repaired itself, the sun still glares down and plants can only grow close to the ocean and around lakes. The cities are all crumbling, and only small sections have begun to be rebuilt. Alcatraz prison became a stronghold for people to bring items from ‘the Old World’ to be restored and protected, to be kept for people to learn about what it was like before the apocalypse. At least there’s no zombies, right?
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Post by rat on Jan 25, 2018 1:24:17 GMT -5
R A D I O A C T I V E
R A N K S A N D E X T R A I N F O
Due to the high amounts of UV radiation and a lack of sunscreen, rather than having sunburns people get mild radiation burn in patches on their body’s. Make sure your character has at least one that is visible, or partially visible, but rather than putting it in their form you are allowed to just RP it. Unless they’re blind, everyone wears sunglasses or tinted goggles of some sort, either that or they’re squinting for their whole life and eventually go blind. Despite the constant glaring sun, some places that are usually warm are incredibly cold, as global warming still has these effects. Electricity is slowly being restored, but only a few buildings have it fully restored, these are inhabited by engineers that build and fix technology. If you want something to be recharged, go to them. There are a few wells in the area, and small towns are being rebuilt around them. Each town has one person in charge of the well, generally the person that got there first and claimed it, and you can get bottles refilled at various points in your journey. Books and other written things from the Old World are precious and treasured, and librarians are highly respected, as they provide information that can be very useful. There are many other jobs that people can have like bartenders (who assist the well holders in rationing and handing out water, and take care of any alcoholic drinks people find), bodyguards and soldiers, entertainers (since most electronics, books and other forms of entertainment are gone or have restricted access, many people hire entertainers to sing or dance for them, occasionally very… exotically. Most entertainers specialise in a particular type dance, act or song), and various other small positions. The most respected position is that of a mayor, or leader of a group of people in a town. They have control over everything, and are the only people who can lend vehicles such as motorbikes and trucks, which are the preferred mode of transport. Often the leaders are greedy, selfish and careless of others, although this rarely leads to a rebellion as people know there are those who are permanently loyal to the mayor and could easily restrict their access to things crucial to their survival. Other categories people are placed in are townsfolk, outsiders, mercenaries and loners.
Townsfolk are self explanatory, but although they sound simple and peaceful, most are skilled in some form of combat, and always look out for their own; hurt a single one of them and they’re all after you. Can be any age, but if they’re under five they will die, as they don’t have enough resources to keep them healthy, especially with their weaker immune system.
Outsiders are those who don’t live in a town, but still travel in a group, but are far more peaceful than mercenaries. They do not attack unless provoked, and similar to townsfolk, they take care of each other. There isn’t ever a single leader, but rather they work together and consider themselves equal to those in their group. Must be 11+ years.
Mercenaries are bandits, robbers, thieves and murderers, who take advantage of the defenseless and helpless and kill and steal, taking more than they need. Often a mayor will hire a group of mercenaries to get something in particular, or just to terrify those who oppose them into submission. They are usually seen on motorbikes, and travel in groups of up to ten, usually with one or two women to use as bait for traps, whether it’s for sympathetic or malevolent loners or outsiders. Must be 17+ years.
Loners, although you may think they are the same as outsiders, obviously travel alone. Occasionally they will pair up, but if a group is larger than three they are no longer considered loners. They keep to themselves but are by far the most skilled in combat, even beating soldiers, as they have had to learn to fend for themselves without the help of others. If they’ve been a loner for 5+ years, they can take on groups of ten or more at a time, depending on the skill of the opponents, and are often feared and hunted ruthlessly by mercenaries. Must be 18+ years.
Entertainers, bartenders and well holders must be 19+ years. Soldiers and bodyguards must be 16+. Librarians, mayors engineers must be 45+, so they do not need a form and will only be RPed in interactions with characters. If anyone is under 30, their parents must either be townsfolk or dead, the parents do not need a form.
Money is no longer used, instead resources such as water, food, clothes and blankets are used as currency. Here is a list of things that can be traded (and their estimated value, although it depends on who you’re trading with). Clothing, blankets and sewing/knitting materials. Depends on how sturdy the fabric is. Leather gloves, jackets, pants and boots are highly valued, as they are comfortable, practical and durable, not to mention good looking. Seasonings, flavour packets, salt and sugar. Surprisingly enough, these are pretty valuable. Since almost everyone has to live off bland non perishable food, a bit of flavour is valued and appreciated. Books. As said before, most are forms of entertainment or contain valuable information. Usually these can only be traded to librarians or mayors, as other members of the community will be forced to eventually contribute them to the library, and unless they contain critical information, outsiders and loners have no need for them and will only weigh them down. Despite this they are usually incredibly valuable, depending on the topic and length of the book. Crafting materials. Things like wood, nails, glue etc can be traded to townsfolk or mayors, for reconstructing houses and the like. Electronic materials such as cables, microchips, copper wire and the like are valuable to engineers, and usually you can get a very good deal for them. Food and water. Water, although usually it can only be obtained from a Well holder, can be traded to and from anyone, and the value rises the cleaner it is. Non perishable food is the most valuable, although it also depends on the taste and the person’s preferences. Fresh food that has a long while before it expires is also rated highly on the price list, as well as foods high in vitamins. Weapons are also valuable, but definitely depend on the skill level, preference and specialties of the person you’re trading with, for example: someone who’s an expert axe swinger really doesn’t want a sub machine gun. First aid kits and medical supplies. Extremely valuable but usually hard to get a hold of, as many people don't want to trade theirs. Usually can only be obtained by scavenging or stealing.
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J O I N I N G A N D C H A R A C T E R R E S T R I C T I O N S
Please read these!!! It’ll help prevent me having to get you to edit your from repeatedly :) I’m just going to go straight into it. Your character can have dyed hair, piercings or tattoos, but keep in mind piercings may get infected and if left alone will close up, and there won’t be much jewelry around, dyed hair will fade, (and will have faded already) but your character can find or trade for hair dye and dye it again, although only occasionally. Same with tattoos; they will fade, as there are no tattoo artists and tools to touch them up (But I will make an exception for them to only be slightly faded because I love tattoos). Your character can not be in the age range of 22-38, as they would’ve been to young to survive when the apocalypse started, unless you are willing to make forms for and RP their parents. Even if you have a loner, yes they will be incredibly skilled, but only with one or two different weapons, possibly three but no more. Young children will need to have a mentor or protector, and will not be able to fight properly until age 13. Remember that we all need sunglasses or we go blind ;) (seriously, if you dont specify a character’s glasses and bag I’ll give them bright green wraparounds and a sparkly pink handbag. This is not an empty threat.) LGBT+ characters are 100% OK, just remember to put both romantic and sexual orientation. Make sure you check the age limit for your position, and you can have your character have a different job that isn't listed, like a maid or craftsman. Remember, their bags and inventory aren't limitless, so try to make sure you RP them trading for, stealing or obtaining items in different ways at some point! Most people would've been born after the apocalypse, and may not have been given, forgotten, or not want to be known by their real name. Because of this there's a section for nickname and real name, you can have both. Cows, horses, sheep and other larger animals are either owned by mayors, have been eaten or are wild and unable to be tamed. Cats and dogs are also eaten in extreme cases, so the limit of these pets(in the whole RP) is three each. 2/3 cat spots open, 2/3 dog spots open, first in first served and only one cat or dog per RPer, not character, roleplayer. You can have smaller pets like reptiles, birds, rodents, and other smaller animals, as they will be plentiful. If you make an outsider you must join them with existing outsiders, and another group cannot be made until the existing groups have at least four members. I think that’s all, but I will add to this at some point so remember to keep checking back to see what changes have been made. If you want to know more about how to lay out your joining form etc, take a look at existing characters that have been added to the front page, mine are the first ones, and you can see my username :) If you have any questions or things you want me to specify, ask! I’m here to help.
Joining form: Nickname + Real name | Age | Gender + preferred pronouns (trans, agender, genderfliud and the like are A-okay, just format it like Transboy, agendergirl, genderfluidgirl etc) | Sexual orientation + romantic orientation | Position | Family | Relationships | Weapon/s (if any) | Physical description (3+ lines please, include clothing and stuff) | Personality (At least 2 lines, doesn't have to be super detailed) | History (what happened to put them in their position, where's their family, how they've survived so far etc) | Other (pets, special skill, interesting fact, phobia etc) | @/username (include the slash please)
If you think I should add something to the joining form or character restrictions, do say so! :)
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Post by rat on Jan 25, 2018 1:25:09 GMT -5
R A D I O A C T I V E
R U L E S ☢ Keep intense romance, sexual relations and gore to a reasonable amount, and you can always take it to DMs (especially when things get spicy).
☢ No godmodding or power playing, if you’re going to kill, fight with or seriously injure a character, check with the RPer first!
☢ Keep characters realistic, that’s all that needs to be said.
☢ Be polite, watch your language and make sure you don’t make any religionist, sexist, homophobic or racist comments! If something you say offends someone, apologise and don’t feel embarrassed! We all make mistakes.
☢ You don’t need to keep genders completely even, but try keep it to a ratio of 3:1, or something along those lines.
☢ I’ll post updates and announcements every so often, so if you see I’ve tagged you, please read through the post and like or respond so I know you’ve seen it.
☢ No one liners, or if you do post one make sure it gives people something to reply to!
☢ Be reasonably active, if you’re doing exams, going on holiday etc, tell me so I won’t delete you! If I do delete you, I’ll keep your characters for a week after, but you will lose any position you have.
☢ Please use good grammar and spelling. I can understand if English is your second language you may have trouble with this, but don’t use text speak etc in RP.
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M E M B E R S rat - Mod - Hawk, Ferret, Hosa, Softie - Active fortyandahalf - Member - Nick, Liss - Inactive @angelfur - Member - Mark - Inactive
@plaguedoctor - Member - Iskender - Deleted leobloise - Member - Serafina - Active 𝐿𝑜𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒲𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 - Member - Nadia - Active User - Member/Mod - Characters (Nicknames, but if they have no nickname, their real name) - Activity status (Active, excused, deleted etc)
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Post by rat on Jan 25, 2018 1:34:18 GMT -5
R A D I O A C T I V E C H A R A C T E R S Softie (Sera, last name unknown) | 20 | Female (She/Her) Presents herself in a very masculine way | Bisexual/romantic | Outsider (Group 1) | Unknown | N/A | Submachine gun (kept in her bag) and a Glock 19 (stuck in her belt). | Her hair is trimmed in a stylish pixie cut, although it is now drooping slightly over her eyes, which are a pale, mint green, almost turquoise shade with tiny golden flecks scattered throughout the iris. Her skin is tanned almost perfectly, although a strange birthmark on the side of her neck, as well as a burn beside it does label her skin as imperfect. She has a very athletic build and is quite tall, standing at just over six feet (around 6'10), and is very quick and light on her feet. Her build, paired with her deep voice, height and broad shoulders make it very easy to mistake her for a man, especially from a reasonable distance. She usually wears a man’s business suit, complete with a white dress shirt, a black coat, tie and pair of dress pants, and simple black leather shoes. Despite often being offered different clothes, she refuses, finding these clothes comfortable and durable. She has a pair of black Maui Jim sunglasses, and these, paired with the large black briefcase she uses as a bag (occasionally strapped to her back), make her look very similar to an FBI agent, which she is quite happy with. A patch of radiation burns sit on the left side of her neck. | Sera seems permanently calm and collected, seeming to have trained herself to refrain from expressing emotions. She usually speaks in a soft but commanding voice, and her face is always set in a stern, unamused expression. Because of this she earned the nickname ‘Sophisticated’, but because that was long, it eventually developed into ‘Softie’. She doesn’t like the nickname and whenever someone uses it they will earn a stern glare, but she allows people to use it all the same. | She emerged from a shelter and immediately set about preparing herself with clothing and weapons, and has been an outsider since the beginning, preferring to stick with a smallish group of people. | She can bash people’s heads in with her briefcase and that’s all you need to know. | rat
Flame (Fiona Bandia) | 19 | Female/Nonbinary (She/Her/They) | Asexual, biromantic | Loner | Her parents and sister are townsfolk somewhere near San Diego, and her father works at Alcatraz. She doesn’t know if they’re still alive but doesn’t particularly want to visit them. | N/A, open for relationship or crush. | She has her father’s hunting knife tucked safely in her waistband, and her grandfather’s sabre tied to her waist. Although it is a ceremonial sabre, the sheath decorated in gold and blue and the blade carved intricately, the point is incredibly sharp, and can easily impale any opponent. She also has a Glock 21 in her bag, but usually doesn’t need it. | Although she is rather small, standing only around five feet tall, what she lacks in height and occasionally stamina and speed she makes up for in agility and surprising upper body strength. Although you can’t see any abs showing she can easily haul herself up a small cliff, using only her arms. Her hair is a dark fawn with thin streaks of copper, silver and gold, ombréing to a faint bluish green at the tips. It falls in slight waves to her mid back and she tries to keep it tied back, although wisps of hair still frame her face. Her eyes, although they are usually hidden behind a pair of dark aviators, are a deep ocean blue, scattered with flecks and dashes of silver and grey and ombréing to a lighter blue around the pupil and the edges of the iris. Her skin is pale, but doesn’t burn or tan, and rather gives her a few very light freckles here and there. A large patch of radiation burns cover her shoulder blades and just peek out over the top of her shoulder at the front, making a small part of them visible. She prefers to wear a brown leather jacket (stolen, so it’s slightly too big for her) over a dark purple sports bra, cargo style jeans and a pair of snug fitting brown combat boots. She wears a silver necklace with a tiny compass as the pendant. She has a simple dark backpack, always left slightly open so Ember can slip inside if she wants to. | She's inclined to be rather sarcastic and sassy, and because of this avoids a lot of people, but is fiercely protective of those she loves. With her fiery, daredevil nature she tends to get in trouble a lot, but is an excellent liar and often manages to get herself out of sticky situations without much effort. She can get annoyed pretty easily, but does her best to hide it. | Because of her stubborn nature, she simply refused to die. Even when she was on her own, in the wild and on the brink of death, she refused to give up and let death have the satisfaction of taking her. To this day she still uses the same method. | As stated before, Fiona is an excellent climber. She has an extreme phobia of water, and even rain makes her uncomfortable. Despite this she has a strange affinity with the ocean, and although she swims terribly in lakes and rivers she loves diving and splashing in the ocean’s waves. She has a pet ferret called Ember, who spends a lot of her time hiding in her jacket or draped around her neck like a long, furry scarf. | rat
Hawk (Stephen Havik) | 17 | Male (He/Him) | Pansexual/romantic | Outsider (Grouo 1) | Both his parents died when he was sixteen. | N/A, open for relationship or crush. | A pistol is holstered in his belt, and he has plenty of ammunition in his bag. A small pocket knife is currently his only close combat weapon. | His hair is a faded violet, matching his eyes, fading to chestnut at the roots where it has grown out. It’s cropped on the sides and at the back but left longer at the top, falling slightly onto his forehead. His bright eyes stand out against his pale skin, although as he usually avoids contact and walks with his head down so it’s difficult to notice. There’s a faint stubble on his chin as a result of being unable to shave for a while. He has a strong jawline which tends to make him appear very intense when he’s outwardly upset or angry, although it’s rare, but when it does happen he can be quite intimidating. A large scar starts at his left jaw and runs down to his ribcage, an even whiter shade than his skin. A large radiation burn covers his collarbone and reaches up his throat. He wears a sun-faded purple hoodie over a grey t-shirt, usually keeping the hood pulled up over his face. His pants are dark jeans with unintentional rips in them, one on his left shin and a couple on his other knee. He has a simple pair of leather boots, stolen from a body he’d found, which are slightly scuffed on the toes. His bag is an old black rucksack which holds almost everything he carries. For protection against the sun he has a pair of bluish aviators. | He’s inclined to be pretty quiet, which leads to people assuming he’s shy. He isn’t, he just prefers to be alone and avoid small talk. He tends to either be very awkward (stuttering, mixing up words etc) or very scary (intense, seemingly angry glaring, slight frown etc) when he talks to people unless he’s completely comfortable with them, which is mostly why he avoids conversation. Stephen is a realist, but also leans towards pessimist at times, which can occasionally get annoying, but he always thinks things through at least a little bit (if he has time) and is quite good at avoiding conflict. Despite this, he will fight you. Even if he knows he’ll lose, especially if you insult or harm somebody he’s close to, and he’ll use his sailors mouth and give you a real earful while he’s at it. He holds respect for figures of a higher authority than him, but if someone uses their position (or relatives) position in power in order to control people and get what they want, he’ll lose all respect for them and put them in their place, even if it means he’ll get in trouble. | When his parents died, they left him alone in a town full of people he hated, so he became a loner for a while, then joined a group of outsiders. | He can sing beautifully, but prefers to keep quiet. He has a pet bearded dragon that he found in an abandoned pet store, which spends most of his time in Stephen's bag or pockets. His name is Sarsaparilla. | rat
Hosa Lavi (No official nickname) | 18 | Male (He/Him) | Bisexual/romantic | Loner | He was adopted by a lesbian couple while hiding in a shelter after his parents died, during the first years of the apocalypse. | N/A | A large, wooden handled scythe is his main weapon, but he has a butchers knife stuck in his belt and hidden under his coat for close combat. | Dark, messy hair falls over his eyes and the tops of his ears, too long to style properly but not long enough to tie back. His skin is a lightly tanned, slightly honey coloured shade, which would be perfectly smooth if it weren't for his back, covered in scars, and a radiation burn surrounding his left eye. A single darker spot sits on the right side of his chin, on the edge of his jaw, similar to a beauty spot. He has a very slim, lithe build, but rather than making him weaker, it makes him smooth and graceful, although sometimes he’s a bit of a klutz. His eyes are a dark blue, almost black with white flecks, similar to a starry night sky, and the left one is paler than the other, as he is partially blind in that eye, possibly a result of the burn. His usual attire is that of a thin brown leather vest over a white dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows (girls know what I’m talking about), a pair of grey jeans and sturdy but slim leather boots, all of which he tries to keep clean. He wears a pair of tinted prescription glasses, but replaced the lens over his non-blind eye with normal tinted glass. His bag is a normal, dark green backpack, usually slung over his right shoulder with his weapon in his left hand. | Despite often having a rather dark expression, Hosa has a very sweet, caring personality, although he can be rather defensive at times. He is very calm and peaceful, and prefers to avoid conflict, but although this makes him seem like an easy target for bandits and malevolent loners, he can most certainly fend for himself, although because of his partial blindness he can be taken by surprise if attacked from his left. He has the tendency to rebel against authority, so he usually tries to avoid towns, unless the need is desperate. | One of his mothers died and the other decided to stay in the safety of the shelter, but Hosa left. He never returned to the shelter as he is sure they are both dead, and the shelter has probably been destroyed. He never met his real parents, and switched from foster home to foster home as the parents turned out to be abusive or neglecting each time. His scars were causes by his foster father (the one before the lesbian couple), who was good a hiding the fact he was both. | He has mild claustrophobia and heights make him nervous. He’s great with animals and bonds with them immediately, and is a very skilled gardener. He has a dark brown, white spotted pitbull called Viola, which is almost as peaceful as him, but she will attack anyone that tries to harm Hosa, and vice versa. | rat
Nick or Mr. Sassy (Nicolas Sasse) | 52 | Male (He/Him) | Heterosexual | Loner | None around anymore | Liss is his side-kick, adopted daughter, pack mule, or meat shield depending on the day. | Glock 19 and Kukri machete | Nick is an older gentleman with a thick mustache and beard, though generally trimmed to prevent them from ever catching on something. His hair is dark, looking black but in truth it's simply dark brown - well perhaps in more truth, it's looking gray, but don't tell him you see the gray hairs starting to outnumber the brown. Unlike his facial hair, the hair on his head is much longer but just as thick, styled in dreadlocks with two to four to all locks tied back around his head. Nick's skin matches his hair, if a few shades lighter, but his eyes are starkly different, standing out with their vibrant hazel color. The gray hairs aren't the only sign of his age however, as his skin is worn, tired, tatted, and scarred, each mark telling a different story. To conceal most of it, he wears a thick brown leather jacket with a black tank top underneath, though it's generally hidden as his jacket is often closed and he wears a dark gray bandanna wrapped around his face. Above this he wears tinted, rounded glasses. He carries beefy dark red backpack as well as a dark brown satchel that IS NOT A PURSE. Nick possesses severe radiation burns simply due to how long he's lived through the apocalypse. The most prominent ones run along his shoulders and upper arms, though you would be hard pressed to find a patch of skin completely unblemished. The placement of these burns is likely due to time spent with little clothing as a way of managing extreme heat. | Nick can seem rough by appearance, but any other word could describe him better. He has a warm heart, and cares deeply for humanity as a whole, but none come before Liss, and he will take this mentality to the most extreme. He tolerates most people though, even those who insist on calling him "Mr. Sassy"(such is how you pronounce his last name). In most situations, Nick genuinely tries to help others, but such was not always the case. Behind his friendly, father-figure persona is a man who has seen both war and the apocalypse, and came out the other side with thick skin, a thick shell, and one person he cares about more than anything. | Nicolas was born before the apocalypse and served in the US military from the age of 19 to 25. After the disaster and life in hiding, he emerged with a desire to help people and floated from group to group, often working as a solider or bodyguard of sorts. After the events with Liss transpired, however, he stuck to simply wandering with her, searching for a town or group good enough to protect her. | Nicolas was a sniper in the military and who is taught Liss. While likely much better than her, his physical prowess despite his age makes him better suited for close combat, leaving Liss to support from range. He's adapt at basic survival in the literal sense, but his good nature is a glaring weakness. | fortyandahalf
Spider or Liss (Lissandra Noneyabusiness) | 18 | Female (He/Him or She/Her depending on her comfort level with the individual) | Bisexual/Pansexual | Loner/Nick tagalong | Unknown, likely dead | Nicolas is her mentor, adopted father, overbearing parent, or "The-Guy-You-Trip-To-Stall-The-Bear-While-Running-For-Your-Life" depending on the day | A 12.7mm or .50 caliber sniper called the Zastava M12 and a short, serrated military knife. | Liss is tall and lanky, looking like she hasn't grown into herself properly regardless of whether you see her as male or female. Her hair is dirty blonde and cut in a rough and jagged manner, likely at the hands of Nick. It falls just past her jaw, though she keeps it tucked up into a faded tan hat. Her eyes are a vibrant hazel akin to Nick's, and this is often how they joke about their "blood" relation. This is pretty clear untrue however, as her skin is naturally very pale, but tanned by years in the sun. Additionally she has truly savage scars on her back and left arm, seemingly inflicted by knives and heated metal. In most situations, she wears a light brown/tan trench coat that reaches her knees and a white hoodie underneath that. Seeing her in anything less is a rarity even in heat, however she does wear a red t-shirt underneath it all. She wears semi-tight black pants and thick black combat boots. Liss generally presents herself in as masculine a manner as she can, lowering her voice and keeping her angular, feminine face hidden by a dark gray bandanna identical to Nick's. Her "cop style" glasses are much cooler than his though. And she uses tan-black backpack with no purse accessory. Because it's totally a purse Nick. | Due to her history, Liss is extremely uncomfortable with being seen as female or feminine by strangers, though once she decides you're not a threat, she will openly admit to being a woman. This can take a very long time. With those she doesn't trust she talks very little, but grows progressively snarkier the closer you get to her. It's a sign of love, really. She's fairly immature and enjoys pranks and jokes, but is much more suspicious of people and generally more selfish than Nick. Liss's scars aren't the only disturbance of her skin. Along the right side of her neck and jaw is a radiation burn. Another runs along the side of her body, stretching from her left hip up the middle of her rib cage. Similar to her older counterpart, Liss's burns are from bare skin being exposed during extreme heat. | While the details are unknown to Liss and unclear to Nick, at a young age she was traded by her parents to an unsavory group of people in exchange for presumably supplies. She doesn't talk about what happened, but it's not truly hard to guess. Nick found her when she was 12 and they've been together since, inseparable. He's truly the only reason for her survival. | Liss was trained by Nick in basic survival as well as the use of the sniper rifle she carries. She's rather inept at close combat however. Additionally, she is absolutely terrified of being restrained. Even seeing handcuffs or shackles can render her frozen in fear. She earned her name from her wicked good climbing skills and general stealth. | fortyandahalf
Blue Rosland (Marcus "Mark" King) | 18 | Male (He/Him) | Homoromantic, Demisexual | Loner | Maria Rose-King (Mother/Deceased), Hugh King (Father/Deceased), Marshall King (Younger Brother/Runaway), Lucy King (Newborn Sister/Deceased) | None as of yet | Reinforced Steel Dagger (Traded Circuit-board for), Pistol (Limited Ammo) | He is tall and muscular with dyed blue hair (Faded), blue eyes and tanned skin with a scar over his eye as well as tattoos on his arm, the tattoos are his mother's name, his father's name and his brother's name so he can always remember them. He normally wears a white tank top, blue jeans, a black leather jacket he scavenged from the rubble of a clothing store, black leather combat boots also scavenged from the clothing store and amber tinted sunglasses (His father's old sunglasses). A tarnished silver bracelet on his wrist with his deceased newborn sister's name carved into the plating. His satchel is a black fabric, faded from the sun, and his backpack (the one containing his cat) is brown with rusted silver zippers, and has a small tear on a smaller pocket . | He is very kind and caring but will not take being bullied teased or hurt from anyone. Loyal and willing to risk his life for those he crosses paths with even if he does not know them, though if they want his full trust they must earn it. | He has one member of his family left but he does not know this as his brother ran away before the apocalypse happened. He survived this long because he had skill with hunting, fighting and camping because of a book he read when he was younger (His father's idea in case somehow he'd need these skills). | He has a pet blue-jay named Lu that is either perched on his shoulder or flying super high in the sky, Lu always returns to him when he whistles, a pet cat he keeps in his backpack named Mae which he would never imagine harming even in the situation he may starve to death as his cat and bird are his two only friends. His skills consist of fighting hand to hand combat, whittling with his dagger and fighting with the dagger, camping skills, cooking and hunting. He has a fear of losing his cat and his bird, as, like I said, they are his two only friends. | @angelfur
Sera | Serafina Smith | 25 | Female (She/Her) | bisexual/romantic | | Mother: Angie Smith (Deceased) Father: N/A | None, really | Two elegant, yet threatening daggers which she keeps sheathed at her hips unless in use | Serafina is a tall girl, standing at about six feet one inch. She can typically be found wearing a tank top with some sort of jacket unless the heat is unbearable, in which case she would tie it around her waist. Her hair would be seen as an off-white color, usually surprisingly well-taken care of, and in a sleek ponytail, along with gentle facial features and pale blue eyes. She's usually wearing flexible pants of some sort, and sturdy combat boots. She seemed to be built to survive, with a lean, yet muscular build. One radiation burn rippled down her this side of her neck, while another stretched across the underside of her arm like a snake. She wears a pair of tinted goggles to shield her eyes in the sun, and her bag is a simple, dark colored backpack. | She is always quick to anger, and always on edge, prepared to attack in an instant if she sees the need to, sometimes even if not. She has few relationships, and horrible people skills, preferring to ignore their words and watch how they move, if they flinch when she unsheathes her daggers, etc, in case she must fight them. | Her mother died due to dehydration. She had lied to Serafina, because they were low on resources, saying that she drank enough water, while Serafina was in desperate need. Serafina did not get the chance to save her, for she was gone before she knew what was happening. She never knew her father. She has never dared to trust anyone, scared that they would either die on her, or betray her. In her eyes, she's only made it this far by sticking to being alone, and to either kill, injure, or scare someone to get past them. Serafina is very skilled in combat, as well as hunting, although she often finds herself in situations where she needs to still. However, she rarely does. But she cannot stand spiders in the event that she crosses paths with one. | leobloise
Naida + Silestia Latvii| 22 | Female (She/Her) | Pansexual/Romantic, Polyamouras but also willing to be Mono | Tailor | Her father is alive, but Her mother passed | None really, other than her father, she's friendly with townsfolk but keeps everyone at an arms length away for the most part. | She keeps a weathered Smith & Wesson Model 65 revolver with a three-inch barrel and wood-colored grips | Naida is of asian decent, her skin bronzed by the nearly unbearable sun they lived under. She has light blonde hair that was nearly white, most likely also caused by the sun. She wore her hair in ponytails and buns, tied with ribbons or yarn, her evenly split bangs framing her face and hanging down below her bust. Her eyes are a deep dark brown, her pupils hard to spot when indoors. She has radioactive burns on her right forearm and most of her left knee. If its not freezing she just wears tattered shirts and denim or leather shorts stitched together by yours truly. She wears elbow length gloves both to protect her arms and hide her burn. She wears tights or tattered panty-hose to protect her legs and also hard the large burn on her legs. If she's outside she wears copper goggles with clear lenses so she can pay attention to the colors and details of her tailoring projects and weathered leather combat-style boots that are an amalgamation of different leathers. When cold she bundles up with leather jackets and knitted scarves. |Naida, despite how all the leather and dark colors she wears make her look, is a gentle, caring person. A lot of people would describe her as motherly. She is talented in her tailoring work, primarily focused on leather making but she also enjoys knitting for smaller projects like scarves. She is extremely patient, frustratingly so for other merchants and traders. She reads a lot of Old World poetry and anything she can find on botany, having a fascination with flowers and greenery. Even if she cares for other, she rarely allows them to care for her, choosing for her love to be a one-way street. | When she emerged with her family from her shelter, she had a hard time adjusting to the outside world and what it offered. As she grew older, her mother grew sicker, and she started working hard to perfect her leatherwork and tailoring skills knowing it was a highly valued skillset and she could easily trade her talents for medicine, herbs, doctors, whatever her mother needed. She'd done a lot of things she wasn't proud of before her tailoring skills had been fully honed for the sake of her mother. Either way, it wasn't enough and her mother passed leaving her with her father. She dove head first into her work to distract herself from the loss. Even if she barely talks to her father, she is still protective of him. Naida built her own workshop and store type of home for herself to work and live. | Other; She's a tailor, specializing in Leatherworking and Knitting. She's pretty afraid of the dark. | 𝐿𝑜𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒲𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈
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C R E D I T Graphics and coding: Me Ideas and information: Me Based loosely off the movie 'The Book of Eli' (highly recommend it by the way, R16 but a great movie!)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2018 23:09:34 GMT -5
"X" Iskender (Alexander) Mazhar Terzi | 21 | Male | Straight | Loner | Parents Levent and Adelpha Terzi, both parents originally from Turkey, his father is dead and his mother missing, presumed dead but could be alive. | Cutlass | Standing a 5'10 Alexander has a very slim but athletic build with dusty tan olive toned skin. His long black hair falls to his waist and is usually kept tied back in a braid. He has smooth facial features, a tall face with a narrow chin, thin nose and squared browline. His eyes are a deep copper-brown colour. After getting severe radiation burns on his hands he now covers them up with gloves. Other than that he normally wears a loose long beige shirt, tna cargo pans, brown tinted sunglasses and black boots. He often wraps a scarf over his head to block from the sun and carried a small black backpack with just one strap that goes diagonally over his shoulder and chest. | Even though he's loyal to a fault he does pick his loyalties carefully. He's not sure about his loyalties to the king but he is loyal to his work. His actions speak louder than words mostly because if he has an issue with something he won't speak up about it or often share his opinions, rather he takes action. This does mean often he can seem unpredictable and his actions can come without warning. He can also be a very supportive friend and give good advice even to people he's not overly fond of. | His father died about 10 years ago and he and his mother had since wandered as loners/outsiders. They were separated when they were attacked by mercenaries and he hasn't seen her since. That was over 2 years ago and he excels at fighting not just for being a loner but because fighting and surviving was all he was ever raised to do. | @/plaguedoctor
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2018 0:36:35 GMT -5
(They're not in the form they're implied that he has them because you say every character has to have them anyway why write them into the form?)
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Pebble ~ Jessi
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Post by Pebble on Jan 26, 2018 0:38:08 GMT -5
(Hi, I'm considering joining, but I just wanted to ask where doctors/medics fell in to, as well as welders/smiths. Thank you and I will delete this post after if you'd like.)
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Post by fortyandahalf on Jan 26, 2018 1:25:47 GMT -5
(I adore this concept and execution! For Nick and Liss, I'd like them to be a pair of loners(Or Nick being a loner and Liss simply being a tag-along) ideally looking for a group to join, though I'm not sure how you'd like to have their roles listed.)
Nicolas Sasse (Nick or Mr. Sassy) | 52 | Male (He/Him) | Heterosexual | Loner | None around anymore | Liss is his side-kick, adopted daughter, pack mule, or meat shield depending on the day. | Glock 19 and Kukri machete | Nick is an older gentleman with a thick mustache and beard, though generally trimmed to prevent them from ever catching on something. His hair is dark, looking black but in truth it's simply dark brown - well perhaps in more truth, it's looking gray, but don't tell him you see the gray hairs starting to outnumber the brown. Unlike his facial hair, the hair on his head is much longer but just as thick, styled in dreadlocks with two to four to all locks tied back around his head. Nick's skin matches his hair, if a few shades lighter, but his eyes are starkly different, standing out with their vibrant hazel color. The gray hairs aren't the only sign of his age however, as his skin is worn, tired, tatted, and scarred, each mark telling a different story. To conceal most of it, he wears a thick brown leather jacket with a black tank top underneath, though it's generally hidden as his jacket is often closed and he wears a dark gray bandanna wrapped around his face. Above this he wears tinted, rounded glasses. He carries beefy dark red backpack as well as a dark brown satchel that IS NOT A PURSE. | Nick can seem rough by appearance, but any other word could describe him better. He has a warm heart, and cares deeply for humanity as a whole, but none come before Liss, and he will take this mentality to the most extreme. He tolerates most people though, even those who insist on calling him "Mr. Sassy"(such is how you pronounce his last name). In most situations, Nick genuinely tries to help others, but such was not always the case. Behind his friendly, father-figure persona is a man who has seen both war and the apocalypse, and came out the other side with thick skin, a thick shell, and one person he cares about more than anything. | Nicolas was born before the apocalypse and served in the US military from the age of 19 to 25. After the disaster and life in hiding, he emerged with a desire to help people and floated from group to group, often working as a solider or bodyguard of sorts. After the events with Liss transpired, however, he stuck to simply wandering with her, searching for a town or group good enough to protect her. | Nicolas was a sniper in the military and who is taught Liss. While likely much better than her, his physical prowess despite his age makes him better suited for close combat, leaving Liss to support from range. He's adapt at basic survival in the literal sense, but his good nature is a glaring weakness. | @/fortyandahalf
Lissandra Noneyabusiness (Spider or Liss) | 18 | Female(He/Him or She/Her depending on her comfort level with the individual) | Bisexual/Pansexual | Loner/Outsider/Nick tagalong | Unknown, likely dead | Nicolas is her mentor, adopted father, overbearing parent, or "The-Guy-You-Trip-To-Stall-The-Bear-While-Running-For-Your-Life" depending on the day | A 12.7mm or .50 caliber sniper called the Zastava M12 and a short, serrated military knife. | Liss is tall and lanky, looking like she hasn't grown into herself properly regardless of whether you see her as male or female. Her hair is dirty blonde and cut in a rough and jagged manner, likely at the hands of Nick. It falls just past her jaw, though she keeps it tucked up into a faded tan hat. Her eyes are a vibrant hazel akin to Nick's, and this is often how they joke about their "blood" relation. This is pretty clear untrue however, as her skin is naturally very pale, but tanned by years in the sun. Additionally she has truly savage scars on her back and left arm, seemingly inflicted by knives and heated metal. In most situations, she wears a light brown/tan trench coat that reaches her knees and a white hoodie underneath that. Seeing her in anything less is a rarity even in heat, however she does wear a red t-shirt underneath it all. She wears semi-tight black pants and thick black combat boots. Liss generally presents herself in as masculine a manner as she can, lowering her voice and keeping her angular, feminine face hidden by a dark gray bandanna identical to Nick's. Her "cop style" glasses are much cooler than his though. And she uses tan-black backpack with no purse accessory. Because it's totally a purse Nick. | Due to her history, Liss is extremely uncomfortable with being seen as female or feminine by strangers, though once she decides you're not a threat, she will openly admit to being a woman. This can take a very long time. With those she doesn't trust she talks very little, but grows progressively snarkier the closer you get to her. It's a sign of love, really. She's fairly immature and enjoys pranks and jokes, but is much more suspicious of people and generally more selfish than Nick. | While the details are unknown to Liss and unclear to Nick, at a young age she was traded by her parents to an unsavory group of people in exchange for presumably supplies. She doesn't talk about what happened, but it's not truly hard to guess. Nick found her when she was 12 and they've been together since, inseparable. He's truly the only reason for her survival. | Liss was trained by Nick in basic survival as well as the use of the sniper rifle she carries. She's rather inept at close combat however. Additionally, she is absolutely terrified of being restrained. Even seeing handcuffs or shackles can render her frozen in fear. She earned her name from her wicked good climbing skills and general stealth. | @/fortyandahalf
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Post by fortyandahalf on Jan 26, 2018 10:40:18 GMT -5
(Thank you very much! I've got class till about 1pm PST today, if I can I'll be on during it and, if not, I'll be on after C: )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2018 15:19:49 GMT -5
(yo is it cool if i make a loner (scavenger) with a leather jacket and leather combat boots? i can have him have scavenged them from debris.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2018 16:34:42 GMT -5
Marcus "Mark" King (Alias: Blue Rosland) | 18 | Male (He/Him) | Homoromantic + Demisexual | Loner/Scavenger | Maria Rose-King (Mother/Deceased), Hugh King (Father/Deceased), Marshall King (Younger Brother/Runaway), Lucy King (Newborn Sister/Deceased) | None as of yet | Reinforced Steel Dagger (Traded Circuit-board for), Pistol (Limited Ammo) | He is tall and muscular with dyed blue hair (Faded), blue eyes and tanned skin with a scar over his eye as well as tattoos on his arm, the tattoos are his mother's name, his father's name and his brother's name so he can always remember them. He normally wears a white tank top, blue jeans, a black leather jacket he scavenged from the rubble of a clothing store, black leather combat boots also scavenged from the clothing store and amber tinted sunglasses (His father's old sunglasses). A tarnished silver bracelet on his wrist with his deceased newborn sister's name carved into the plating. | He is very kind and caring but will not take being bullied teased or hurt from anyone. Loyal and willing to risk his life for those he crosses paths with even if he does not know them though if they want his full trust they must earn it. | He has one member of his family left but he does not know this as his brother ran away before the apocalypse happened. He survived this long because he had skill with hunting, fighting and camping because of a book he read when he was younger (His father's idea in case somehow he'd need this skills). | He has a pet blue-jay named Lu that is either perched on his shoulder or flying super high in the sky, Lu always returns to him when he whistles, a pet cat he keeps in his backpack named Mae which he would never imagine harming even in the situation he may starve to death as his cat and bird are his two only friends. His skills consist of fighting hand to hand combat, whittling with his dagger and fighting with the dagger, camping skills, cooking and hunting. He has a fear of losing his cat and his bird as like I said are his two only friends. | @/angelfur
(why do i feel cruel making him have so many mementos of his past XD)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2018 2:36:04 GMT -5
(I might switch caracters actually since I already RP Alex in Gracelings and I have a new character.)
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Post by fortyandahalf on Jan 27, 2018 4:49:54 GMT -5
(Thanks for adding me! I'm ready to rp whenever)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2018 11:04:10 GMT -5
( rat don't forget to change the pet cat spots open thing to 2/3 XD so no one gets confused.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2018 15:32:30 GMT -5
(no worries i forgot about the radiation burns as well XD. i'll describe them when i introduce my character with a starter when we start roleplaying. and yw for the reminder)
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Post by fortyandahalf on Jan 27, 2018 17:53:58 GMT -5
(Here's descriptions for Liss and Nick. You can just slap them on to their forms wherever. Also I'll do a starter for Nick and Liss in a bit, but it might be a bit vague since I don't know the environment too well yet ^^)
Nick possesses severe radiation burns simply due to how long he's lived through the apocalypse. The most prominent ones run along his shoulders and upper arms, though you would be hard pressed to find a patch of skin completely unblemished. The placement of these burns is likely due to time spent with little clothing as a way of managing extreme heat.
Liss's scars aren't the only disturbance of her skin. Along the right side of her neck and jaw is a radiation burn. Another runs along the side of her body, stretching from her left hip up the middle of her rib cage. Similar to her older counterpart, Liss's burns are from bare skin being exposed during extreme heat.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2018 17:57:15 GMT -5
(YES HOSA AND MARK SHALL BECOME A COUPLE SOON XD)
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