NationStates Jolt Archive

Everyone loves character threads testing the limits of humans, both physically and psychologically. Skgorria inspired me here with his "Survival Horror Thread," which had tons of promise but fizzled out as of recently.

I'd like to spark up the fire of charcter horror again on these boards and to draw out again the pure RPing passion of emotion and psychological and physical action. Ok, that sounded like a lame commercial, but I'm looking for peeps who want to get in on a people-get-dumped-somwhere-and-get-attacked-by-unknown-monsters thread. It's up to the characters (and their RPers) to try to survive against tough odds.

It's MT/PMT, but if you can give me a good enough reason for an FT participant (maybe as a Predator-like individual...I'm open for suggestions), I'll gladly hear you out. I'm also open to suggestions on any sort of obstacles/creatures you'd like to face, or other relevant suggestions of the sort - feel free to put in things you'd like to see for the best possible RP. A lot of the plot will be slowly revealed as the RP plays out - after all, good horror promotes keeping details in the dark until absolutely neccessary to reveal at climactic or suspensful moments.

If you're interested, I'm up for character creation - just fill out the following template:

Name
Gender
Age
Height
Weight
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed)
Ethnicity
Physical Build
Occupation
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional)
Skills/Attributes
Bio

In creating your characters, yea, soldiers or commanders are always ok, but let's get variety as well folks...you don't see the Aliens picking on all supersoldiers, for instance. Be creative, work with different ideas. You can also have multiple characters (limit 3...though if you have multiple, I'm requesting that you have at least one that's expendable...since what's horror without peeps getting killed?) Be assured that I'll always privately confer with you to confirm your agreement before I kill off anybody, via TG or MSN.

For the record, I'll be supplying a few detailed characters who will move along as plot devices (and yes, one will be a soldier [why revealed later in the RP]).

Let's get a good and lasting story going.

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Player: Amazonia
Name: Justin King
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 212 lb
Hair/Eye Color: Dark Brown/Brown
Ethnicity: Latino/Caucasian
Physical Build: Well-built, stocky, muscular
Occupation: Mercenary Soldier
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: SCAR-H Assault Rifle, Beretta 9mm Pistols (2), K-Bar Combat Knife, Frag Grenades (4), Ammunition, Kevlar Body Suit, Canteen, Standard Medical Pack, Ration Packs (3), Light Combat Backpack
Skills/Attributes: Experience regarding leadership and combat, weapons and military training, physical prowess
Bio: King was a captain in the Imperial Amazonian army before striking out on his own with a mercenary band. He became fairly prestigious for his exploit in hunting down wanted criminals, and caught the eye of the Dominion government as a capable soldier and able leader.


Player: Amazonia
Name: Rachel Saunders
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 122 lb
Hair/Eye Color: Light Brown/Blue
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: Medium-Thin
Occupation: College Student
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: None
Skills/Attributes: Good intellect and problem-solving abilities, physical attractiveness.
Bio: A student at Amazonia's Rydoni University, Rachel Hayes is another preppy college girl relying on looks and flirting to get by on the social scene. Raised by a wealthy family from the upscale suburbs of Amazonia, Rachel has barely ever, if ever, been faced with adversity in her life.


Player: Amazonia
Name: Geno Hayes
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 235 lb
Hair/Eye Color: Black/Dark Brown
Ethnicity: African
Physical Build and Description: Athletic and very well built, muscular
Occupation: College Football Player
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: None
Skills/Attributes: Exceptional physical prowess
Bio: Geno Hayes, a senior heralded linebacker at Amazonia's Floyd State University, is a high school friend of Rachel's and her current boyfriend. He is another member of the upper-class elite and relies more on reputation and threats to get past a lack of mental strength and psychological solidarity. Geno is somewhat of a selfish bully who looks out for #1 first.


Player: Tanaara
Name: Doctor Kalista McCoy (Captain, Retired)
Gender: female
Age: 36
Height: 5' 10'
Weight: 150
Hair/Eye Color :Blonde /Brown
PHOTO
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: medium, very fit and well muscled for a woman
Occupation: Trauma Medicine / Combat Medicine - Tanaaran Military
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) : K5 PDW, Rock River Arms .45 ACP with 2 mags; personal physicians kit; a good quality digital camera; a Iridium Sat Phone; And the various things in her 'Go Bag' -couple of credit cards; some cash; several pens & pencils; a note book/datebook; couple of 20 oz bottles of water; a few trail mix bars, a change of clothes, haircare kit; deoderant, small bar of soap,travel toothpaste and brush; swiss style multitoolfolding knife, box of 50 rounds extra ammo, lighter, travel sewing kit; sun glasses; her four favorite novels, small bag of hard candy
Skills/Attributes: Trauma / Combat Physician, smart, independant, quiet; not easily upset, tries to be prepared for anything but has never enountered anything really 'unusual' - though she has been close to the front lines / has seen combat
Bio: Her family is well off but not exceptionally so, she has two mothers and three fathers, four of which are in the military. She has four brothers who also followed the family into the military - she is the middle child, and was quick to gain her independance - though she loves her family and sees them regularly. She has never been married, though she dates a number of different men.


Player: Tanaara
Registry Name: Boyar Thunderchild's Perfect Crime
Use Name: "Dor"
Species: Dog
Gender: Male
Ht: 32" ( at shoulder )
Wt: 175 lbs
Age: 5 years
Carried with him: - his working / pack harness, a four liter water ration, and 25pounds of Eukanuba dry food, mini vet kit, rough terrain booties, grooming kit; tie out rope ( 20 ft of 2000# test braided silk rope - and yes under certain circumstances he Can break that with e4ase ); 6 ft leather leash; rain 'coat/ slicker'


Player: Hurtful Thoughts
Name: Barney Knot Fife
Gender: Male
Age: 68
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 150 pounds
Ethnicity: Hurtian, see also cantoneese
Physical Build: Old, bald, paranoid, hyper, and senile, developed a potbelly
Occupation: Farmer / Territorial police volunteer (sheriff's deputy) / Bootlegger
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: LAR-655 /w/ and interchangeable upper recievers.
Ammo:
Two 20 shot clips of 6.5x55 Hurtian (50 rounds -2 full mags plus a 10 bullet per year allowance)
Two 30 shot clips of 6.5x25 (100 rounds -most powerful non-regulated hurtian cartridge on civvey market, pretty useless though, target practice?)
Three 10 shot clips of 12 ga (50 rounds -unregulated but pricey)
Skills/Attributes: comic relief, see 'Walter Mitty'
Bio: I think I'd start him off tending the stills and RP the whatever from there... be it oversized insects with friggin lasers straped to their heads or zombies...


Player: Greston
Name: Old Man Jenkins
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 153 lbs
Hair/Eye Color: Brown and/or grey
Ethnicity: Grestonian
Physical Build: broad chested, large belly
Occupation: farmer
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: rake
Skills/Attributes: Bringing stupid?
Bio: Just an ol' farm boy raising his crops one day when, "HOLY SHIT! FUCKIN' ALIENS!"


Player: Belkaros
Name-Gaius Quintus Crassus
Gender-Male
Age-57
Height-5'8'
Weight-258 lbs
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed) shaved bald, pale grey
Ethnicity-Belkan (caucasoid)
Physical Build-fat but strong, a former military man turned politician
Occupation-exiled Belkan Inquisitor convicted of illegal substance usage, rape, deviance, extortion, and seditious behavior. spared execution for personal service to the Emperor, who's life he saved
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) ornate Inquisitor's blade, syringe kit w/ heroin, carving knife, cellular phone, wallet
Skills/Attributes- A former warrior, he is incredibly strong and agile for his girth. His lechery and addiction drives him more than any other factor.
Bio- A celebrated war hero, Crassus quickly struck a chord with the Imperial public and gained the rank of Inquisitor. After a tox-screen revealed heroin in his blood, his home was raided, revealing a den of decadance and murder. His life was spared by the Emperor, who owed his life in part to Crassus, and opted to exile him instead.


Player: Regular Squirrels
Name:Brian Pine
Species:Giant Squirrel
Gender: M
Height: knee-high on most humans (I'll get more specific later)
Weight:40 kg
Fur/eye color: grey/black
Ethnicity: Eastern grey
Physical Build: Squirrely (what am i supposed to put here)
Occupation: Intelligence Officer
Equipment:Backpack and belt. Webley with ammo.
Skills: Climbing, Impersonating cats, speaking Human.
Bio: An experienced intelligence officer of the Squirrelian army.


Player:Regular Squirrels
Name: Mish Lebeck
Gender: F
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 75 kg
Hair/eye color: Blonde/brown
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: Athletic
Occupation: Deputy Ambassador from the Free Land of Spammers
Equipment: Backpack, purse, HAM radio, First aid kit, other random items.
Bio: A experienced diplomat.


Player: Candistan
Name: The Jester
Gender: Male
Age: ??, presumed between 28-35
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 220 lbs.
Hair: Dyed Green, still dark Brown at the roots
Eye Color: Charcoal
Ethnicity: ??, presumed Caucasian
Physical Build: Medium Build
Occupation: Terrorist, Murderer
Clothing: A purple suit, silver dress vest, grey and white striped tie, black leather dress shoes, leather gloves, makeup
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: Assortment of knives, IMI DE .50AE, Assortment of small explosives, and some pocket lint.
Skills/Attributes: Sheer terrorizing look, a menacing, cackling laugh, a sick, sadistic sense of humor, knowledgable in explosives and many other devices of terrorism.
Bio: Not much is known of The Jester, aside from the fact that he has been causing trouble in Candistani Nightculb Districts and Municipal Centers for about a year. He was chased out of the country by para-military law enforcement, and his whereabouts are unknown to the WNCLC Government and Military Intelligence at this time.


Player: Telros
Name: Jake Stevenson
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 163 lbs.
Hair/Eye Color: Short, military length brown hair, and blue eyes.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
Physical Build: Slim but fit.
Occupation: Telros Dominion Special Forces
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: BB4-32 Assault Rifle, combat knife, two grenades, four clips of ammo, camoflauge and body armor, ration packs, medical kit, radio and flashlight.
Skills/Attributes: Trained killer, stealth, combat, as well as leadership skills.
Bio: Jake is a special forces agent for the Telrosian Dominion, and several people have gone missing recently in Amazonia. High-level people, crack soldiers, the works. Something is fishy, and the higher ups don't like it. So, they have sent Jake, away from his squad, to take care of business, find out what is going on, and if possible, kill and destroy what has been hunting their people.


Player: Xaristan
Name: Simon Xallen
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 6'0
Weight: 155lbs
Hair/Eye Color: Dark brown, shaggy hair that is never brushed. Eyes change color from a rich chocolate to a bright hazel depending on his mood.
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: Thin. He's slightly athletic (can run and such for decent distances), but certainly no overly strong or muscular.
Occupation: Freelance Hacker
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: Two field-ready (won't break if you drop them) laptops in a backpack, including a detachable hard drive for each. A mess of cables. Radio transmitters. Radios. Laser pointers. Batteries. Three cell phones. Two Glock 21 pistols for personal protection. Four spare clips for each.
Skills/Attributes: A genius with computers and software, Simon lives alone and sometimes works for the government, sometimes against them. He's learned to shoot to protect himself, and while competent, is certainly not the best marksman. He seems like a loner, but he does enjoy the ladies, they just don't seem to enjoy him.
Bio: Marked as a genius from early on in life. Got into one of the most prestigious colleges in Xaristan and was promptly kicked out after hacking into the school's mainframe. Government took notice and would hire him for odd jobs. Others who didn't like the government would hire him as well. He always keeps the guns on him in case someone decides that he's too good to live.


Player: kankersaurs
Name: Bob Jennings
Species: human
Gender: male
Height: 6' 2"
weight: 140 lbs.
hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Ethnicity: caucasion
Physical Build: muscular
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: A thompson sub-machine gun. Has first-aid kit. And a week's supply of rations. Tool-kit. A tent with sleeping bag. All in a backpack.
Skills: Can fix almost anything, also is a first class medical officer


Player: Kronstadtia
Name: Dmitri Svobor
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Height: 178cm
Weight: 70kg
Hair/Eye Color: Dark brown/ Other eye bright blue, other red. Some girls find this fascinating, which has gotten Dmitri into numerous unpleasant situations with their boyfriends and brothers...
Ethnicity: Kronstadtian/Caucasian
Physical Build: In pretty good shape, nothing too muscular though.
Occupation: Sailor/dock worker, currently on the run for a manslaughter.
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: A forearm-long, nasty looking Kindjal knife, a flick knife, a 2x pack of cigarettes (mahorkha), a bottle (o,5l/60&) of cheap vodka, about a meter-long piece of chain wrapped around his left hand, a knuckler.
Accompanying creature: "Zhorni". A big, black dog that certainly has Siberian wolves quite close in the family tree. Unquestionably and throughoutly loyal to its life-long companion, Dmitri. The two can rarely be seen separately.
Skills/Attributes: Has practiced Systema for 11 years, and fought more knife- (and fist-)fights than his years would let imagine. Not perhaps the most intelligent person on the planet, but pretty clever still, in a street-smart way. He knows how to survive.
Bio: Doesn't know of his parents. Was raised first by an orphanage school, then (as the Kronstadtian way is) by the military, then by different rehabilitation installations but almost all the time mainly by the streets.




*Beasties*


Player: Belkaros
Name-Centurion Batch 8555944930-"Hans"
Gender-"Male" (Centurions are sterile, but given male genitalia for convenience in waste disposal)
Age-24
Height-7'4"
Weight-320 lbs
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed) Bald, red eyes
Ethnicity-Centurion (a hideous monster bred purley to kill)
Physical Build-A leviathan with prehensile tentacles protruding from its body
Occupation-Bioweapon
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) 1x Centurion Minigun w/1500 rounds, 1x Centurion RPG w/6 rounds, survival kit, combat blade, tentacles
Skills/Attributes-Amazing physical endurance, Centurions have been known to survive straight shots from tank cannons. More vulnerable to perpetual damage than single traumas.
Bio-Engineered and trained to kill, a creature with no morality or compassion.

BTW (mostly to attract attention), here's a helpful post on the topic of characters if you're looking for inspiration:

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13550493&postcount=99

Bump for the night and interest.

Name: Doctor Kalista McCoy (Captain, Retired)
Nick : Bones
Gender: female
Age : 36
Height: 5' 10'
Weight : 150
Hair/Eye Color :Blonde /Brown
PHOTO (http://www.atddm.com/kali2)
Ethnicity : Caucasian
Physical Build : medium, very fit and well muscled for a woman
Occupation : Trauma Medicine / Combat Medicine - Tanaaran Military
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) : Rock River Arms .45 ACP with 2 mags; personal physicians kit; a good quality digital camera; a Iridium Sat Phone with GPS function & extra battery; And the various things in her backpack - passport, couple of credit cards; cash; several pens & pencils; a note book/datebook; few trail mix bars, jerky; 2 survival blankets, two change of clothes, pesonal hygene kit; swiss style multitoolfolding knife, box of 50 rounds extra ammo, 2 lighters, travel sewing kit; sun glasses; her four favorite novels, small bag of hard candy.

Editing to add camping equipment - bedroll, camp cook gear kit, Oasis tent , 6 tent spikes, small mallet, 15 X 15 heavy duty plastic tarp, fire stryker, five 12 hour cylumes, several packs of freeze dried foods ( mostly ramen style noodles ) one wind up flashlight, one wind up radio, water purification tablets extra socks, binoculars, survival knife K5 & 2 cylinders extra ammo ( total 225 rounds)

Skills/Attributes: Trauma / Combat Physician, smart, independant, quiet; not easily upset, tries to be prepared for anything but has never enountered anything really 'unusual' - though she has been close to the front lines / has seen combat
Bio Her family is well off but not exceptionally so, she has two mothers and three fathers, four of which are in the military. She has four brothers who also followed the family into the military - she is the middle child, and was quick to gain her independance - though she loves her family and sees them regularly. She has never been married, though she dates a number of different men.

Count me in! Characters coming up soon.

I am interested, will make a character when able to.

Backwoodsy subsistance farmer tending his stills?

Should he be hurtian, weapons would be territorial police issued LAR-655 /w/ and interchangeable upper recievers.
Ammo:
Two 20 shot clips of 6.5x55 Hurtian (50 rounds -2 full mags plus a 10 bullet per year allowance)
Two 30 shot clips of 6.5x25 (100 rounds -most powerful non-regulated hurtian cartridge on civvey market, pretty useless though, target practice?)
Three 10 shot clips of 12 ga (50 rounds -unregulated but pricey)

Additional ammo was to be provided upon reaching armory in event of conflict.
Provided the armory isn't overrun...

Back to the bio...

Name Barney Knot Fife
Gender Male
Age 68
Height 5' 4"
Weight 150 pounds
Ethnicity Hurtian, see also cantoneese
Physical Build Old, bald, paranoid, hyper, and senile, developed a potbelly
Occupation Farmer / Territorial police volunteer (sheriff's deputy) / Bootlegger
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) See above
Skills/Attributes comic relief, see 'Walter Mitty'
Bio I think I'd start him off tending the stills and RP the whatever from there... be it oversized insects with friggin lasers straped to their heads or zombies...

Question - I was thinking of having Kali off on vacation when this all starts - could she have her dog with her - no special training beyond obedience.

Lookin' good. Tanaara: You can definitely have the dog and have special characteristics if you want (hey, I'm open).

I'm weighing around ideas on how to open the thread up (a lot of the details to be revealed in the RP itself as it progresses - better to keep some things in the dark so that it comes more as shocks), and I'd like to hear your input. The general premise will be a testing facility - a bit of an unusual one (holding on the details) - that will incorporate the characters in as tests to attempt survival.

I'm currently leaning towards having a forced enlistment (ie, kidnapping or blackmail to recruit), but other past horror threads have also used manipulative messages to attract recruits to what becomes a dangerously different situation than the one promised. Love to hear your input on what you think is better - after all, I'm only part of the Rp.

Can I just keep Brian?

Can I just keep Brian?

Yea, sure - just post up his things again via the template (you can virtually just copy and paste...just with the required stats) and you're in.

Good to see you're in.

Oh I'd jump at the chance to have him trained in advanced obedience dog & Schutzhund work; seeing that he is a კავკასიური ნაგაზი ; a Caucasian Mountain Dog and is perfect for such work. This is a very popular breed in Tanaara

Registry Name: Boyar Thunderchild's Perfect Crime

Use Name: "Dor"
Gender: Male
Ht: 32" ( at shoulder )
Wt: 175 lbs
Age: 5 years
Carried with him - his working / pack harness, a four liter water ration, and 25pounds of Eukanuba dry food, mini vet kit, rough terrain booties, grooming kit; tie out rope ( 20 ft of 2000# test braided silk rope - and yes under certain circumstances he Can break that with e4ase ); 6 ft leather leash; rain 'coat/ slicker'

And suggestion - I could easily be on a camping vacation and in an semi deliberate "get lost and just wander the wilderness" for a time stumble across this - my list of carried items would change then somewhat, but as far as weapons, I would just add a rifle for protection from larger predators.

also I could be in your country intending to vacation and get called on to try and help find a supposedly lost child/ person - and what I' really end up finding is something that erm, well shouldn't a been found...

I'm easy with whatever you decide on. The only thing that might be special about Kali - who - yes, just for my amusement, she gets nicknamed "Bones" -is that some times she gets elusive 'bad feelings' that pan out more often than not, but nothing 'regular' much less 'trainable'.

http://www.atddm.com/kdog.jpg

Tanaara: You might want to take a rifle anyway, as you will very likely need it. Or at least, some type of weapon (by token: having or not having a weapon is not going to drastically change up a character/player's experience, it'll just change how I approach things controlling certain...aspects).

If you'd run into it, you could probaly either check it out with curiosity and get a little too far into it, or maybe be captured by security and then thrown in with the test group, as well. Up to you, it's your character - all that matters isn't how they get to the spot of horrors (I'll leave that vague), but that they do get there.

The Star Wars sense ("I have a bad feeling about this"...how many times was that said in SW?) is perfectly fine. For credit to peeps looking to maybe or maybe not join this thread, you can be very flexible with your character, just as long as he's not some...youknow...100m-tall super giant with built-in plasma casters and omnipetence.

Open Bump!

Oooo-Kay...

Um... I could have my farmer folk get kidnapped taking his illicit wares to the black market (what country in NS doesn't have one?)...

Not sure how the rifle would be returned to him...

But I'm thinking something similar to how Griffencrest captured Paul and then threw him into the trunk with all his gear...

Really, scientists (terrestrial and extra) have this morbid fascination with the resiliency of crazy mountain folk...

I can work wit' that - if you're taking illegal goods around or hunting or whatever a farmer does, I can probaly get somebody around to kidnap his butt, or something along that line. We'll just give everybody's stuff back before the fun starts.

Name: Old Man Jenkins
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 153 lbs
Hair/Eye Color: Brown and/or grey
Ethnicity: Grestonian
Physical Build: broad chested, large belly
Occupation: farmer
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: rake
Skills/Attributes: Bringing stupid?
Bio: Just an ol' farm boy raising his crops one day when, "HOLY SHIT! FUCKIN' ALIENS!"

Name: Old Man Jenkins
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 153 lbs
Hair/Eye Color: Brown and/or grey
Ethnicity: Grestonian
Physical Build: broad chested, large belly
Occupation: farmer
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: rake
Skills/Attributes: Bringing stupid?
Bio: Just an ol' farm boy raising his crops one day when, "HOLY SHIT! FUCKIN' ALIENS!"

I'm likin' that...

Well she has a pistol alredy listed, as Tanaaran's are required to carry, but I'll add a rifle or a Tanaaran PDW ( acrually more likely for her to carry as a doc )

K5 PDW

http://www.atddm.com/fnhp90.jpg

Developer / Manufacturer - Hexx Arms LTD

Length: 19.1 "
Height: 8.0"
Width: 2.75"
Barrel Length: 7.9"
Weight: 6.5 lbs loaded (75 rounds)
Ammo: 6.8 x 33 mm caseless ammunition*
Ammo Capacity: 75 rounds per magazine

Ammunition-feed system -the K 5 utilizes a top-situated, horizontally-oriented magazine (with 75-round capacity). The cartridges are rotated 90 degrees before being fed into the chamber and fired.

* This is the same ammunition used by the Tanaran battle rifle.

The K5 is a sling weapon, designed to be worn across the operator's back, side, or chest. The K5's ammo has only 1/2 the recoil force of 9mm NATO ammo, yet has considerably greater stopping power than the 9mm. The round can pierce car windshields and doors, and even kevlar vests and helmets up to 200 meters away, with the kevlar material having "virtually no effect" on the round. It will also pierce NATO CRISAT body armor (1.6mm titanium armor plate and 20mm of kevlar soft armor) and retains a minumum of 80 joules of energy after armor penetration. 80 joules is enough energy to incapacitate a human being.

Like I said, you don't neccessarily need a gun per se, but having a gun always seems to be nice for people against totally wierd shit...

Recruiting bump for the night.

Shooting at something - even when bullets seemingly have no effect -is always a morale raiser LOL. It's the illusion of being in control - I mean you have a big bad gun, OMG you MUST be in control, be dangerous ( sarcasm running rampant)

OOC-Consider these applications, the first a gluttonous pervert, a letch expelled from Belkan society and the second a bioengineered killing machine who would serve as an antagonist throught the story
Name-Gaius Quintus Crassus
Gender-Male
Age-57
Height-5'8'
Weight-258 lbs
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed) shaved bald, pale grey
Ethnicity-Belkan (caucasoid)
Physical Build-fat but strong, a former military man turned politician
Occupation-exiled Belkan Inquisitor convicted of illegal substance usage, rape, deviance, extortion, and seditious behavior. spared execution for personal service to the Emperor, who's life he saved
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) ornate Inquisitor's blade, syringe kit w/ heroin, carving knife, cellular phone, wallet
Skills/Attributes- A former warrior, he is incredibly strong and agile for his girth. His lechery and addiction drives him more than any other factor.
Bio- A celebrated war hero, Crassus quickly struck a chord with the Imperial public and gained the rank of Inquisitor. After a tox-screen revealed heroin in his blood, his home was raided, revealing a den of decadance and murder. His life was spared by the Emperor, who owed his life in part to Crassus, and opted to exile him instead.

BIO II

Name-Centurion Batch 8555944930-"Hans"
Gender-"Male" (Centurions are sterile, but given male genitalia for convenience in waste disposal)
Age-24
Height-7'4"
Weight-320 lbs
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed) Bald, red eyes
Ethnicity-Centurion (a hideous monster bred purley to kill)
Physical Build-A leviathan with prehensile tentacles protruding from its body
Occupation-Bioweapon
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) 1x Centurion Minigun w/1500 rounds, 1x Centurion RPG w/6 rounds, survival kit, combat blade, tentacles
Skills/Attributes-Amazing physical endurance, Centurions have been known to survive straight shots from tank cannons. More vulnerable to perpetual damage than single traumas.
Bio-Engineered and trained to kill, a creature with no morality or compassion.

Player: Regular Squirrels
Name:Brian Pine
Species:Giant Squirrel
Gender: M
Height: knee-high on most humans (I'll get more specific later)
Weight:40 kg
Fur/eye color: grey/black
Ethnicity: Eastern grey
Physical Build: Squirrely (what am i supposed to put here)
Occupation: Intelligence Officer
Equipment:Backpack and belt. Webley with ammo.
Skills: Climbing, Impersonating cats, speaking Human.
Bio: An experienced intelligence officer of the Squirrelian army.

Player:Regular Squirrels
Name: Mish Lebeck
Gender: F
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 75 kg
Hair/eye color: Blonde/brown
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: Athletic
Occupation: Deputy Ambassador from the Confederecy of Offtopica
Equipment: Backpack, purse, HAM radio, First aid kit, other random items.
Bio: A experienced diplomat.

I'll mix it up a bit :D

Name: The Jester
Gender: Male
Age: ??, presumed between 28-35
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 220 lbs.
Hair: Dyed Green, still dark Brown at the roots
Eye Color: Charcoal
Ethnicity: ??, presumed Caucasian
Physical Build: Medium Build
Occupation: Terrorist, Murderer
Clothing: A purple suit, silver dress vest, grey and white striped tie, black leather dress shoes, leather gloves, makeup
The Jester (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:HeathJoker.png)
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: Assortment of knives, IMI DE .50AE, Assortment of small explosives, and some pocket lint.
Skills/Attributes: Sheer terrorizing look, a menacing, cackling laugh, a sick, sadistic sense of humor, knowledgable in explosives and many other devices of terrorism.
Bio: Not much is known of The Jester, aside from the fact that he has been causing trouble in Candistani Nightculb Districts and Municipal Centers for about a year. He was chased out of the country by para-military law enforcement, and his whereabouts are unknown to the WNCLC Government and Military Intelligence at this time.



Bet you won't be able to guess who this is modeled after! :p

Player: kankersaurs
Name: Bob Jennings
Species: human
Gender: male
Height: 6' 2"
weight: 140 lbs.
hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Ethnicity: caucasion
Physical Build: muscular
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: A phazor with a year's food in his ship The Jenning. A first aid kit with the state-of-the-art equipment. (little ship like the ships inside enterprise)
Skills: Can fix almost anything, also is a first class medical officer

Name: Jake Stevenson
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 163 lbs.
Hair/Eye Color: Short, military length brown hair, and blue eyes.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
Physical Build: Slim but fit.
Occupation: Telros Dominion Special Forces
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: BB4-32 Assault Rifle, combat knife, two grenades, four clips of ammo, camoflauge and body armor, ration packs, medical kit, radio and flashlight.
Skills/Attributes: Trained killer, stealth, combat, as well as leadership skills.
Bio: Jake is a special forces agent for the Telrosian Dominion, and several people have gone missing recently in Amazonia. High-level people, crack soldiers, the works. Something is fishy, and the higher ups don't like it. So, they have sent Jake, away from his squad, to take care of business, find out what is going on, and if possible, kill and destroy what has been hunting their people.


OOC: The Telrosian Dominion was my attempt at MT, and its just for background at this time.

I'll mix it up a bit :D

Name: The Jester
Gender: Male
Age: ??, presumed between 28-35
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 220 lbs.
Hair: Dyed Green, still dark Brown at the roots
Eye Color: Charcoal
Ethnicity: ??, presumed Caucasian
Physical Build: Medium Build
Occupation: Terrorist, Murderer
Clothing: A purple suit, silver dress vest, grey and white striped tie, black leather dress shoes, leather gloves, makeup
The Jester (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:HeathJoker.png)
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: Assortment of knives, IMI DE .50AE, Assortment of small explosives, and some pocket lint.
Skills/Attributes: Sheer terrorizing look, a menacing, cackling laugh, a sick, sadistic sense of humor, knowledgable in explosives and many other devices of terrorism.
Bio: Not much is known of The Jester, aside from the fact that he has been causing trouble in Candistani Nightculb Districts and Municipal Centers for about a year. He was chased out of the country by para-military law enforcement, and his whereabouts are unknown to the WNCLC Government and Military Intelligence at this time.



Bet you won't be able to guess who this is modeled after! :p

My brother?

I was gonna say Malcom X, but the "caucasian" part nixed that.

I like the influx of players - I think we can probaly get started (based on how many sign up between now and then) either tomorrow or Saturday for IC purposes.

And, erm, Kankersaurus...this RP is Modern Tech/Post-Modern Tech...phasers and the Enterprise are solidly Future Tech. If you can adapt your guy's equipment and profile to modern/post-modern standards, I'll gladly accept him.

Belkaros: I'm likin' the evil monsta you made. You can probaly enter him into the RP a couple different ways...TG me if you're looking for help there.

Looks at Belkaros's lil monster

erm. can I please bring a couple pounds of C4 ? or maybe just one little vial of seasnake venom? please?

Looks at Belkaros's lil monster

erm. can I please bring a couple pounds of C4 ? or maybe just one little vial of seasnake venom? please?

Yea, if you'd like. Trust me, not all of the obstacles where the characters will end up will be like Belkaros's thing, and nearly all of them won't have guns.

Let's just not turn every character into "super bad-ass soulja boy" though.

LOL Bones is a doctor, she made it though Basic on sheer stubborn guts, and has seen some combat

She's far more a "leisurely camp a bit, hike a bit, enjoy nature - untill it gets too uncomfortable, then we really need to rough it - you know the down side is having to stay at the sort of hotels that don't have decent room service" type...and while she has, I am certain seen pictures of C4, live and in person ? Ah, she'd probably mistake it for playdough...

Though like almost all Tanaarans she is fit, exercizes daily and such - it's the national culture, not necessarily her innate preferance.

You can have the C4 or seasnake poison if you'd like, Tanaara, I'm not restricting your character - I'm just putting out a general reminder so that the RP isn't swarmed by Master Chiefs.

Thanks anyway, but it'd be too tempting to one shot another PC, even if it is going to scare the unmentionable out of Bones at first and give her the the screaming meemies ever after...shudder that thing is an Abominattion
to every thing she stands for...

Nothing against you personally Belkaros.

Oh, there will definitely be other abominations...just not at every other corner. It'll be ups and downs as far as...difficulty? Dunno if that's the word I'm looking for, but I highly support making this RP centered around your characters, rather than around my beasties...it's psychological factors, after all, that make horror.

Part of me is terribly impatient for this to begin

We get one or two more, I think we can start tomorrow. The first few pages are probaly gonna be a lot of set-up as everybody gets rounded up/comes together...and then the plot is revealed.

Evening Recruiting Bump

Brian was bored. He was impatient for something to happen. You can only politely entertain a human for so long. "So, you have banned every form of censorship, and anyone who tries to ban anything is burned with a steak?" he asked his guest. "Yes, they cover them with fresh steaks until they repent." Mish replied.

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I was bored. Can we have a mini-RP until the thing starts?

Part of me is terribly impatient for this to begin

And part of me is constantly reminded of "Halo vs Counter-Strike".

BIO II

Name-Centurion Batch 8555944930-"Hans"
Gender-"Male" (Centurions are sterile, but given male genitalia for convenience in waste disposal)
Age-24
Height-7'4"
Weight-320 lbs
Hair/Eye Color (Optional...if you'd like to get detailed) Bald, red eyes
Ethnicity-Centurion (a hideous monster bred purley to kill)
Physical Build-A leviathan with prehensile tentacles protruding from its body
Occupation-Bioweapon
Any Equipment Accompanying Character (Optional) 1x Centurion Minigun w/1500 rounds, 1x Centurion RPG w/6 rounds, survival kit, combat blade, tentacles
Skills/Attributes-Amazing physical endurance, Centurions have been known to survive straight shots from tank cannons. More vulnerable to perpetual damage than single traumas.
Bio-Engineered and trained to kill, a creature with no morality or compassion.

Is this the guy who said "SKUURL" in the other one?

sorry for the double-post but...


bump.

Name Simon Xallen
Gender Male
Age 20
Height 6'0
Weight 155lbs
Hair/Eye Color Dark brown, shaggy hair that is never brushed. Eyes change color from a rich chocolate to a bright hazel depending on his mood.
Ethnicity Caucasian
Physical Build Thin. He's slightly athletic (can run and such for decent distances), but certainly no overly strong or muscular.
Occupation Freelance Hacker
Any Equipment Accompanying Character Two field-ready (won't break if you drop them) laptops in a backpack, including a detachable hard drive for each. A mess of cables. Radio transmitters. Radios. Laser pointers. Batteries. Three cell phones. Two Glock 21 pistols for personal protection. Four spare clips for each.
Skills/Attributes A genius with computers and software, Simon lives alone and sometimes works for the government, sometimes against them. He's learned to shoot to protect himself, and while competent, is certainly not the best marksman. He seems like a loner, but he does enjoy the ladies, they just don't seem to enjoy him.
Bio Marked as a genius from early on in life. Got into one of the most prestigious colleges in Xaristan and was promptly kicked out after hacking into the school's mainframe. Government took notice and would hire him for odd jobs. Others who didn't like the government would hire him as well. He always keeps the guns on him in case someone decides that he's too good to live.

And, erm, Kankersaurus...this RP is Modern Tech/Post-Modern Tech...phasers and the Enterprise are solidly Future Tech. If you can adapt your guy's equipment and profile to modern/post-modern standards, I'll gladly accept him.

Player: kankersaurs
Name: Bob Jennings
Species: human
Gender: male
Height: 6' 2"
weight: 140 lbs.
hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Ethnicity: caucasion
Physical Build: muscular
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: A thompson sub-machine gun. Has first-aid kit. And a year's supply of food. Tool-kit. A tent with sleeping bag. All in a backpack.
Skills: Can fix almost anything, also is a first class medical officer

How about this?

Player: kankersaurs
Name: Bob Jennings
Species: human
Gender: male
Height: 6' 2"
weight: 140 lbs.
hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Ethnicity: caucasion
Physical Build: muscular
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: A thompson sub-machine gun. Has first-aid kit. And a year's supply of food. Tool-kit. A tent with sleeping bag. All in a backpack.
Skills: Can fix almost anything, also is a first class medical officer

How about this?

he fit's a year's worth of food in his backpack?

he doesn't eat much

Well this sounds nice! Let me give it a try:

Name: Dmitri Svobor

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Height: 178cm

Weight: 70kg

Hair/Eye Color: Dark brown/ Other eye bright blue, other red. Some girls find this fascinating, which has gotten Dmitri into numerous unpleasant situations with their boyfriends and brothers...

Ethnicity: Kronstadtian/Caucasian

Physical Build: In pretty good shape, nothing too muscular though.

Occupation: Sailor/dock worker, currently on the run for a manslaughter.

Any Equipment Accompanying Character: A forearm-long, nasty looking Kindjal knife (http://arms2armor.com/Knives/kindjal1.jpg), a flick knife, a 2x pack of cigarettes (mahorkha), a bottle (o,5l/60&) of cheap vodka, about a meter-long piece of chain wrapped around his left hand, a knuckler.

Accompanying creature: "Zhorni". A big, black dog that certainly has Siberian wolves quite close in the family tree. Unquestionably and throughoutly loyal to its life-long companion, Dmitri. The two can rarely be seen separately.
http://img50.imageshack.us/img50/6669/wmblackwolfgf6zc1.jpg

Skills/Attributes: Has practiced Systema for 11 years, and fought more knife- (and fist-)fights than his years would let imagine. Not perhaps the most intelligent person on the planet, but pretty clever still, in a street-smart way. He knows how to survive.

Bio: Doesn't know of his parents. Was raised first by an orphanage school, then (as the Kronstadtian way is) by the military, then by different rehabilitation installations but almost all the time mainly by the streets.

he doesn't eat much

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:headbang:
:headbang:

I'm with the squirrely one on this Kankersaurs - I do - well I used to rough it regularly - sorry but no normal, or even roughly normal, person can carry a years worth of food in a backpack unless its some sort of FT compressed "meal in a pill" sort of stuff.

And squirrely -boy ( said in pure teasing ) I promise to keep Dor from eating you, though I can't guarantee he won't try to tree you...just be glad you aren't a wolf...

I'm with the squirrely one on this Kankersaurs - I do - well I used to rough it regularly - sorry but no normal, or even roughly normal, person can carry a years worth of food in a backpack unless its some sort of FT compressed "meal in a pill" sort of stuff.

And squirrely -boy ( said in pure teasing ) I promise to keep Dor from eating you, though I can't guarantee he won't try to tree you...just be glad you aren't a wolf...

Brian replied to the tanaaran "If that dog comes too close to me he shall find a Webley shoved in his mouth." Mish tried to calm her furry companion. "Don't be so hasty to resort to violence, that dog could probably rip you apart." "Fine." Brian grunted.
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Brian doesn't like dogs...bad childhood experience.

I only now realized there was a dog already in this RP :eek:

Well, there's always room for another, right Tanaara? Sorry to plagiarize, that wasn't in my intentions.

Hey I don't consider it plagiarizing. Just like minded people - dogs can be greater help for survival than nearly any other piece of equipment!

And why do you think I chose the breed I did? There's nothing they're afraid of and while Golden Retrieves and such have their place - but when you need to walk though hell, I'd want a well trained CMD by my side.

Powerful and massive, the Caucasian Ovcharka / Caucasian Mountain Dog can prove to be a difficult breed for an inexperienced owner, because it respects and obeys only those dominant members of the family that it deems superior to itself. They are generally good with children, but will not see them as their masters. The dog develops a strong bond with its owner but will rarely be completely submissive and blindly follow orders, for this is truly a thinking dog which relies primarily on its own instincts, sometimes even disregarding its master's directions in certain situations. A breed with a very quick reaction time and lightning-fast protection reflexes, it has even been unfairly described by some as somewhat of a "loose cannon". With proper care, handling and training, this is a well-behaved and obedient family companion.

Take care to ask the owner before touching as these dogs are not 'big teddy bears' to be run up to and cuddled. A well behaved CMD will merely take a step back and avert their head; this is a good behavior as these dogs are not Golden Retrievers in their temperament towards everyone.

They are loyal to their duty in protecting their flock and family and will stand by and defend through any circumstance. Unfortunately they are often misrepresented as being dangerous and violent, when in fact they are not unless there is a threat or a perceived threat to family and home.

Quoted from wiki - though I called them CMDs as those breeding these fine dogs seem to dislike that many called them 'Ovcharka' - which apparently just means 'shepherd dogs' and mangles several seperate breeds together unfairly.

I've seen a couple of these wolfdogs in Russia, and there's just something with them that makes me have one some day. Even though training a wolfdog is one hell of a job.
Caucasian Mountaindoggies are cool too, you're right on that one. But you have to admit that wolf is always a wolf, while even the best of the dogs are still just.... well, dogs ;)

kankersaurus: I changed it to a "week's worth of rations" when I posted your character bio; it's more realistic.

Everyone accepted and we'll be starting up the thread tonite! As soon as I post it. The opening will be a sort of "choose your path" thing - you can either post a response to the opening post as a willing "volunteer" or unwilling victim...you'll see when it's up.

Dogs are definitely cool...throw some hitches in, plus they can be used as plot devices at times.

Yes a wolf is always a wolf - and this is just my opinion, though it is backed by what I feel is some solid evidence - it's a disservice to wolves to interbreed them with dogs - and that a hybrid wolf dog is not intune with his wolfish instincts nor insync with his canid heritage, and thus has a personality problem inherent in his being.

I love wolves as wolves and dogs as dogs.

I have seen magnificently integrated individuals - the best of both wolds...and I have seen specimeins that would make any one who loved wolves, or dogs, weep in dispair. Unfortuantely the greater majority don't have the average of both worlds, much less the best - the ones that seem to do the best are those that are only about 1/4th wolf, or those that live in area of lower human population.

Domesticating an animal brings about profound changes - not just taking one and 'taming it' but domestication to bring about breed/ species level changes - to make inheritable what sets them apart as a domesticated species. Take a look at the foxes they tried to domesticate in Russia in the middle 60's ( IIRC ) - the changes in a what we would call a domesticated fox and a wild fox are profound.

the unknown-monsters could thay have been made by a FT race and another FT send someone to check them out ?

Regular Squirrels, it is similar. The MT Centurions do not have tentacles, the PMT ones do. Also, the squad support centurions are more social and adapted for diplomacy and interaction, where solo ones are just monsters.

kankersaurus: I changed it to a "week's worth of rations" when I posted your character bio; it's more realistic.

Everyone accepted and we'll be starting up the thread tonite! As soon as I post it. The opening will be a sort of "choose your path" thing - you can either post a response to the opening post as a willing "volunteer" or unwilling victim...you'll see when it's up.

Dogs are definitely cool...throw some hitches in, plus they can be used as plot devices at times.

what's it going to be called?

Regular Squirrels, it is similar. The MT Centurions do not have tentacles, the PMT ones do. Also, the squad support centurions are more social and adapted for diplomacy and interaction, where solo ones are just monsters.

o...they not so nice...shoot?

the unknown-monsters could thay have been made by a FT race and another FT send someone to check them out ?

Isa: if you're gonna send someone to check them out (maybe you pick up something), I request that you refrain from direct contact with the actual MT/PMT players (as in, just don't talk to 'em. If you show up, do it in a way that makes you look more like another monster, rather than some sort of avenging FT alien warrior.

For the record, the monsters/beasties/obstacles will have a variety of roots.

Sorry for doub post, i didn't feel like editing (and I'm still editing the post itself).

Reg Squirrels: It's gonna be called Requiem of Fear. I'll link it when I'm finished.

This one is gonna be driven to kill everyone in his path, should the Imperium deem it nescisary. He will not be your friend, well, maybe he will if you make him candy.

This one is gonna be driven to kill everyone in his path, should the Imperium deem it nescisary. He will not be your friend, well, maybe he will if you make him candy.

weakness?

thinks sorry for that. I was going to change but, then I left before I could.
sorry.

weakness?

Those are always possible to find. Make him face you on their level, and they don't stand much chance.

Kank: it's all good.

so what is the thread's name going to be. Not to bug or anything, but the last time I joined an RP I didn't know what the story was called until like halfway through the story.

so what is the thread's name going to be. Not to bug or anything, but the last time I joined an RP I didn't know what the story was called until like halfway through the story.

It's gonna be called Requiem of Fear. Not up yet, I'll post a link when it is.

k can't wait to start rping again

k can't wait to start rping again

Well, Requiem something. I know I want that in there (a Funeral procession, that's what Requiem is if y'all don't know), but I'm wavering on "Fear". Like I said, I'll link.

Double post again...poo

Anyway, IC thread:

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=13642957#post13642957

AB, I got a character on page 3. Is he accepted?

AB, I got a character on page 3. Is he accepted?

Woops, yea. I posted his stats but forget verbatum.

Erm...
Wasn't my guy taken against his will?

Rough outline:
Goes to stills, collects moonshine, trail is pretty non-existant, brings shotgun.

Returns with moonshine, thins it down for market, has a few 'full strength' bottles for 'samples', the rest is essentialy thinned with turpentine.

Puts gun away, carries alhohol to market. Most likely this is where he gets kidnapped, as he is unarmed, and burdened with about 10 gallons...

Very brief scuffle, he's pretty sure he hit someone.

Wakes up in woods besides a crate containing a basicly key possessions for his survival: his gun(s), ammo, moonshine, shovel, hatchet, hacksaw, a pack, a change of clothes, and whatever food was in the fridge, plus some spam.

Pretty obvious he can't carry it all, and staying in the same place doing nothing won't get anything done to help him survive... Time to get moving...

On his person he'd have a lil dagger/bayonet or two, wallet with identification, some cash, a lighter, matches, a cigarette/joint or five, keys, pint-sized flask of moonshine, sunglasses, wide brimmed hat, jungle boots, jeans, and flannel shirt

Just double checking before I flesh out the outline and post.

weakness?

Oh come now. Do you think I am going to spoil the fun of finding one?

Erm...
Wasn't my guy taken against his will?



Just double checking before I flesh out the outline and post.

One thing about that PROHT - everyone's, um, not going to the woods :D Unless you meant the woods in your nation.

Everyone's gonna be rendevousing at the center for "Medical Research," where you'll all be let in on what's really going on. Kidnapped people will end up there, the volunteers will go there, and then we'll set out. You could wake up in like a storage shed there, or something, or a containment room.

Actually, I thought you'd just gas them out and drop them off in isolated pockets in the middle of nowhere... But keeping them all together and explaining things makes sense too. May get a bit tricky hiding the fact that some of the 'volunteers' didn't volunteer.

K, I'll have him wake up w/o his at-home possessions nearby (you could have them in a locker someplace, but I'm going to expect you to decide how much you dragged out of his home) and his personal possessions would be neatly arranged on a chair (hinting that they went through and catalauged everything on him). Maybe even taken a lil blood sample from him.

Would be kinda funny if a group of your guys held onto the farm as "concerned relatives looking after his estate while he's on the run from the fuzz".

Oh come now. Do you think I am going to spoil the fun of finding one?

aww...

Nice post, PROHT. I'll probaly leave him with the gun, knives, and hatchet - unless you'd prefer an Amazonian military weapon - since the Dominion Intelligence would like their victims/volunteers (I doubt I'll hide the fact that we kidnapped some...) to have at least a shot at surviving whatever's in...wherever y'all will be going. A shovel is a bit unwieldy in such a situation...I'll probaly leave that out.

Nice post, PROHT. I'll probaly leave him with the gun, knives, and hatchet - unless you'd prefer an Amazonian military weapon - since the Dominion Intelligence would like their victims/volunteers (I doubt I'll hide the fact that we kidnapped some...) to have at least a shot at surviving whatever's in...wherever y'all will be going. A shovel is a bit unwieldy in such a situation...I'll probaly leave that out.

Thanks for the OOC hint on the shovel that I can't ethically use as a hint...

I'm hoping you ransacked the place for ammo, cause he only had 3 clips of shotgun ammo on him and I'm pretty sure he burned through a clip when you jumped him...

The food he had stocked is fairly basic.
Rice, canned meats, peanut butter, bread, maple syrup, grits, coffee, tea, pancake mix, flour, sugar, dehydrated milk, more ammo, correct barrels and chambers to use said ammo, gun cleaning kit, clothes...

Thanks for the OOC hint on the shovel that I can't ethically use as a hint...

I'm hoping you ransacked the place for ammo, cause he only had 3 clips of shotgun ammo on him and I'm pretty sure he burned through a clip when you jumped him...

The food he had stocked is fairly basic.
Rice, canned meats, peanut butter, bread, maple syrup, grits, coffee, tea, pancake mix, flour, sugar, dehydrated milk...

Ransacking works, or I might just leave some standardized ammo with the gun from military wares (unless it's some gun with custom ammo needs or something...)

The food seems fine - not sure where you'll exactly find good food where everyone goes, anyway.

Ransacking works, or I might just leave some standardized ammo with the gun from military wares (unless it's some gun with custom ammo needs or something...)

The food seems fine - not sure where you'll exactly find good food where everyone goes, anyway.

You stock 6.5x55 Hurtian?
That or 12 ga...

Been meaning to make/submit a break-action muzzleloading/centerfire design similar to the T/C Triumph...

12 gauge works for me.

Reminder for those others involved here to get in posts!

OOC: Amazonia, I don't know your national laws of carry of / owning etc. of personal weapons so I'm trying to be careful - if this is completely out of wack, just let me know and I'll edit

Not sure about his, but IRL if you take a locked object through US customs, and refuse to open it in the pressence of the TSA/they can't open it themselves, they have permission to destroy the lock in order to sneak a peak. (as per the controversial patriot act that received near unnanamous bi-partisan support)

And for those that didn't catch the link:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=555276

Nah, owning weapons is something that's allowed in my country - because, pretty much, if you tried to shoot someone, the police (who are virtually...everywhere? And more soldiers than police) will shoot you first. Carrying guns is no worry - using them is.

LOKL I am fully of the belief that an armed sodcity is a polite one and there for in Tanaar carrying is Encouraged. Using them with out damn good reason is NOT. I stated locked so that light fingered baggage handlers can't just ioen and snatch - of course she'd open if any one official asked.

LOKL I am fully of the belief that an armed sodcity is a polite one and there for in Tanaar carrying is Encouraged. Using them with out damn good reason is NOT. I stated locked so that light fingered baggage handlers can't just ioen and snatch - of course she'd open if any one official asked.

Probaly a good idea - it's not too difficult to get robbed in a city like Amazonia Central (population of 24 mil...)

I'll start collecting people down to explain stuff tomorrow, so peeps who haven't posted get back into the thread! I'll send some TGs to all not in yet as well.

I'm all set for whatever you're going to start us with. My last post was basically a bump... Hope you don't mind.


Kankersaurs...We were in the backseat, not the trunk.

o sorry I thought you said trunk

A'ight y'allz, I'm gonna move this into the next phase of RP - I'll send TGs around to those who haven't posted to get on down (if they're still in), and we can get goin'.

finally, i thought I would be unconsious for awile

Note to squirrel (maybe everyone else): read all of AB's post before replying.
Everyone is in the same room, beside Telros's character.

Tanaara: that would be my bad. I'll get around to subduing your character.

Note to squirrel (maybe everyone else): read all of AB's post before replying.
Everyone is in the same room, beside Telros's character.

. . .How does that affect my post?

. . .How does that affect my post?

I point an automatic assault shotgun at the squirrel's head in my post?
As far as Fife is concerned, Brian could by a hybrid between a dodo-dog and a squirrel...

In the end, if it wasn't for the pot, he'd be in the middle of a mental breakdown and trying to gun his way out... He's a "Shoot first, ask questions later" kind of guy, except he's self concious of the fact he's as high as a kite and is bluffing with the gun.

Either way, drugged up guy with a military grade weapon designed for CQB on verge of mental breakdown due to being captured, and now coming face to face with a talking squirrel with a revolver...

This guy can handle terrorists, spies, zombies, aliens, hostile wildlife, and the occassional surprise invasion, but give him a talking squirrel (or duck) and he falls to pieces. (Haven't yet ICly admited to the existance of furries in a functioning Hurtian society [segregated/conspiracy?])

still don't see the shotgun pointed at my face...and am I the werewolf?

still don't see the shotgun pointed at my face...and am I the werewolf?
Yes. (http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/349646) Even though the werewolf description makes no sense.

The gun is more leveled in your general direction of (OR: held in a threatening manner to) the group rather than actually shouldered and pointed in Brian's direction. As are his final words in the post.

Though I'm pretty sure his attention can focus on Brian very fast.
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Plus, Bob is directly addressing Brian.
Thoughts were racing through Bob's mind.

How can I get out of this? Hey, they didn't take away my thompson.

He thought about it. No that would be a terrible mistake. There must be five guys here. He walked to the elevator.

"so how many of there are of you." He spoke to the squirrel.
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That or I could settle and just fire a shell off in Simon's direction.

Yes. (http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/349646) Even though the werewolf description makes no sense.

The gun is more leveled in your general direction of (OR: held in a threatening manner to) the group rather than actually shouldered and pointed in Brian's direction. As are his final words in the post.

Though I'm pretty sure his attention can focus on Brian very fast.

Lol, I actually liked the werewolf thing...even if I was the only one to get it :p

Lol, I actually liked the werewolf thing...even if I was the only one to get it :p
Did you get the "blind-firing in a forest" joke earlier?

Next will be Hans the lizard-bull, "why are we running from zombies", and maybe even a Kimbles refferance.
K, those aren't going to happen, still, worth a OOC chuckle to draw false parrallels in the stories.

Name: Connor Johnson
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Height: 5'10
Weight: 187
Hair/Eye Color: Salt And pepper (Due to PTSD)/ Flint
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Physical Build: Muscular (Not overly, pushing towards large build)
Occupation: Marine (Pending Military Tribunal)
Any Equipment Accompanying Character: Carbon Fiber vest (PMT tech), XM-8 Assault rifle (three clips) USP .45 ACP (four clips)
Skills/Attributes: Well versed in Guerilla warfare due to being left behind with several squad mates.
Bio: Connor Johnson doesn't have much of a past, an orphan growing up in the slums of Rotstadt, Connor attracted the attention of the marines due to his near legendary status as an enforcer for the "Blutige Bären" an organised gang that attempted to be the police force of District 12. At the age of thirty two, Connor was abandoned when a covert op went awary, leaving his squad to wage a guerilla war cut off from all reinforcements, deep behind enemy lines and, for all they knew, forgotten by their superiors. During this time it is alleged that Connor maasacred an entire village to kill on moderate level leader of the local militia, leading to PTSD and, when he returned to the union, a military tribunal that in place of execution, "volunteered" him for the program.

Bump. Because it has been a slow month.