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Silent Wasteland
« on: December 11, 2016, 08:11:22 AM »
Around 2019 a world war started, the surviving fighting nations used nuclear warefare which effected the entire world. Although many died, life remains and struggles on this wasteland. There are very little resources, people will kill their own blood for a gallon of water, or juicy steak... The Government is dead, the few cities far out in the wasteland create their own forms of government instead. Each fight each other for more resources but as the years go by, the lines between humanity and monsters begun to blur. People In the cities begin to break off and form their own groups. Some for good, others evil. The year is now 2121, mother nature has taken back what rightfully belonged to her.

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 Fungals- There is very little water, usually they're contaminated and the infected usually lurk around water sources so towns must hide their water source to prevent contamination. Those infected with the fungus virus. Once infected they search for a water source to drink and contaminate as they turn, fungus usually grows on their face exiting the nose, mouth, ears and eyes sometimes causing them to go bling and deaf. The fungus virus then control them and there is no cure, blood or water that enters wounds eyes, mouth, nose will infect you.

 Savages- Insane people in packs who've turned into cannibals and act like animals, many don't know how to talk and they're ill looking possibly carrying many diseases. They usually carry rusty metal scraps for weapons or use their claws and teeth which can give a deadly infection. They usually go after bigger and taller people in hopes to get more meat.

 Dust storms- Due to the lack of water and trees, the wasteland is like a desert. When the wind gets strong enough they're dust storms some are strong enough to bury a man.

 Towns- They're many types of towns. Public, Ghost, Gate. However they aren't always safe as they may seem.
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« Last Edit: December 13, 2016, 12:28:25 PM by Zaida »

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Silent Wasteland
« Reply #1 on: December 11, 2016, 08:13:49 AM »
Name: Zaida Valdis

Age: 26

Species: Monster

Appearance: This

Personality: Anti-social, Quiet, Short tempered, Unapproachable, Aggressive, Untrusting, Mysterious.

Clothing: Dark jeans that are just a little bit loose allowing more movement with knee pads and combat boots, a dark grey tank top and some bandage wrap around her upper arms and fists, A greenish brown scarf, an olive green military jacket with a hoodie along with a gasmask. Something similar to this...

Weapons: Machete, SOG combat knife, AR-15

Backstory: She use to travel with family but was separated at a young age due to bandits. Desperately searching for days Zaida eventually found them... It destroyed her.

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« Last Edit: December 12, 2016, 03:00:25 PM by Zaida »

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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #2 on: December 11, 2016, 08:36:11 AM »
Name: Oswald Stowe


Age: 31


Species: Bearded Vulture


Appearance: Blue feathers


Personality: Humorous,  brutal, savage, aggressive, and a leader


Clothing: This Although a added red bandana is wrapped around his forehead with what looks like a bullet hole through the right side and a eyepatch covers his right eye.


Weapons: Colt Navy Revolver and a Kukri knife


Backstory: Nothing is known about Oswald. People know he has a younger brother named Bailey and that he used to have a family. But no one has any clue what or where he's from. He is at the current time the leader of a infamous bandit group known as the 'Hunters'


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Name: Bailey Stowe


Age: 27


Species: Bearded Vulture


Appearance: Red feathers


Personality: Kind, well manored,  easily angered, empathetic.


Clothing: This


Weapons: Wood Stock Pump Action Shotgun, Machete


Backstory: Just like his older brother. Nothing is known about him. He isn't In the same group as Oswald and no one knows where he actually is.


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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #3 on: December 11, 2016, 12:20:45 PM »
Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn


Age: 20


Species: Raccoon


Appearance: Royal purple, save for two tear-drop shaped gray spots on his chest and lower abdomen. Oath-binding tattoos are scrawled all across his body


Personality: Quiet, Loner, Loyal


Clothing: Tribal clothing, wraps around his feet and paws.


Weapons: Wickedly hooked Shotel, bow and arrows. Not really weapons, but carries a few instruments with him.


Backstory: Once part of a well-off community, Ray found himself scraping out a meager existence when the community fell apart, and now wanders the wastes, killing any infected, and generally avoiding survivors. He made an oath to never harm anyone that wasn't trying to hurt him, and tattooed ancestral sigils onto himself as a way of solidifying his oath, and never letting him forget.
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #4 on: December 12, 2016, 04:38:52 AM »
((Time for something a little different))

Names: Geoffrey and Riley

Age: around 17

Species: Black bear ; Salamander

Appearance: maroon and dark brown fur, tan muzzle and eyebrows ; dark blue with light blue speckles

Clothing: both wear basic fur pelt clothing with makeshift pieces of armor

Weapons: Each have a bow and a crude sword and knife made from scavenged metal

Backstory: They both lived in the same community that was recently invaded and their families slayed. They teamed up to guard each others' backs as they brave the wild desert looking for a new settlement.

Extra: They're pacifists but don't shy from defending themselves.
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #5 on: December 12, 2016, 08:19:18 PM »
((I hope it is not too late to join.))


Name: Kerotine Ingleshe

Age: 34

Species: Feline

Appearance: Dark brown fur, with light grey lines across most of his body.

Clothing: Wears ragged robes, with a arrow holster on one arm, and a bandanna around his mouth.

Weapons: A bow, forged from rubble and waste from the wasteland, that fires arrows created from primitive techniques.

Backstory: Kerotine had always been a wanderer- it was his nature. Now, he continues that, looking for a group to travel with. Apart from that, nothing else mattered. The past never mattered, as the wasteland had taught him.

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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #6 on: December 12, 2016, 08:39:42 PM »
The bear and salamander duo lurked a ruined ghost town not far from Havoc and Woeford, searching every nook and cranny for something of use. At first thought this might seem a pointless effort; who knew how long this place was left to decay, and surely it was picked clean by this point. However, that does not rule out the chance that prior explorers left something behind, nor the duo's ability to fashion something helpful out of the ruins. Nothing should go to waste.
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #7 on: December 12, 2016, 11:38:21 PM »
The town of Carnage was under Hunter rule. Oswald stood staring over a small pit bull. He was rather tall for his size and his eyes ere light blue, he raised his hands towards Oswald like he was forcing him away, "I'm sorry! I won't do It again I swear!" The pitbull screamed. Oswald stood staring at his Kukri, he smiled and looked down at the canine, "Son I've given you a chance before." He laughed under his breath, "Three time to be exact!" He grabbed the canine by the shirt collar and pulled his close, "I'm sick and tired of you asking for chances..." He threw him towards the ground and snarled, "I'll give you another chance." The pitbull smiled and replied, "Really?!" The vulture smiled and grabbed him once again by the collar and dragged him towards a large trench, "Yeah sure... Just take a drive in the sewer for me, won't ye?" With out hesitation he threw the pitbull in the large trench and he landed with a loud SPLASH


Oswald laughed and pointed at him, "See you in hell buddy!" Oswald coughed and turned around and stared at the group watching the scene, "Did I say you could watch?!" He tossed his arms into the air and screamed, "Get a move on!"
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Silent Wasteland
« Reply #8 on: December 13, 2016, 02:12:16 AM »
Zaida's eyes fluttered open, finally the sun was beginning to set. The monstress got to her feet before brushing herself off. The building's wall was covered in stains, cracks and some parts of the building was just rubble, God know what it use to be... She had been staying in the ghost town for a few days, it was time to head out. The monstress gathered her belonging and placed it in her pack, then put her gasmask partially back on before jumping through the window with a grunt. She took out her machete and then her compass planning on going to Woeford however it wasn't certain.

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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #9 on: December 13, 2016, 08:34:46 AM »
Ray was squatting in the ghost town north-east of Aloe, sitting atop one of the few decrepit buildings. He was watching a small group, possibly Savages or the Infected, making sure they weren't going anywhere near the safer towns. The raccoon kept his bow close, and an arrow knocked.

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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #10 on: December 13, 2016, 12:27:39 PM »
((Is it too late to join, this, thing?)
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #11 on: December 13, 2016, 02:00:12 PM »
((This looks interesting. How many characters are we allowed to control?))


Name: Dr. Alka Wolf

Age: 29
Species: Wolf (Duh... :P )

Personality: Refined, calm and cunning. He doesn't really show much emotion besides positive ones, but it's probably NOT because he doesn't feel negative.

Appearance: Check the reference. His pants have been torn into shorts, and his shirt has been torn into a tee. He also doesn't have his watch or his glasses.

Clothing: See above.

Weapons: Has no training with any form of weaponry. He does know a little bit of fighting, but is more skilled with his tongue than anything else.

Backstory: Alka was raised by a very long line of doctors who passed down their medical training to their off-spring in order to aid with their survival. Unfortunately, his family was killed at the age of 14, so most of what he knows is either self-taught, built upon years of studying corpses or reading what little scraps of information is scattered about the wasteland. He currently wanders from place to place, using his skills with a scalpel as a trade off for food and water.

Extra: Has lots of medical and surgical knowledge, but that's about it.
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #12 on: December 13, 2016, 03:37:42 PM »
It had been a long walk, that was sure. The wastes had a way of making sure you kept on your toes, no matter how clean the horizon may seem. It was something that Kerotine was used to; He had lived upon these lands far long enough to understand it's tricks. He had last set off from a ghost town not so long ago, and, if his bearings were correct, he would be approaching Woeford sometime now. But, then again, you never could be quite sure about anything.


As he continued walking, bow holstered over his shoulder, he plucked an arrow from his quiver, running his finger over the shaft and adjusting the crudely-fashioned fins at the bottom. They were in no way perfect, but they got the job done, at the very least. And, most importantly, they were cheap, versatile and could be modified to suit whatever occasion was needed.


He continued walking, basking in the wasteland sun as he traveled.
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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #13 on: December 13, 2016, 09:22:12 PM »
Name:Red Locus


Age:32


Species:Lizard

Personality:Slightly bitter, Loner, Easy to get on bad side,  A bit aggressive

Appearence:Dark red scales, yellow-white horns, Black eyes with orange slit pupils


Clothing:Dark blue jeans, Heavy hoodie over faded red flannel shirt, wears a Balaclava if he needs facial protection


Weapon:Crude Club/Mace made from scraps and various scavenged metals,  Snubnosed revolver


Backstory:Red used t be part of a small ragtag group of survivors, trusting them with his life


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Re: Silent Wasteland
« Reply #14 on: December 13, 2016, 10:12:54 PM »
"There."
Across the street and a few houses down, Geoff poked his head out from behind the corner to see the gasmasked person Riley was pointing to. He instantly grabbed the salamander by the back collar and pulled her back onto her hindquarters.

"They're walking away," Riley rasped irritably.

"Doesn't matter, I don't want to take the chance," Geoff replied, remaining in whisper. "They're masked and have a gun. We can't take the chance with someone like that. Not now."

"Good point. Let's wait until they're gone, pick up whatever's left, then find a good place to settle down."
« Last Edit: December 13, 2016, 10:19:01 PM by Evnamishko »

 

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