Postapocalyptia -- Heavy Metal Thunder (OOC; Open)

[Jessjohnesik]

Oh fuck.

That is horrible. Country music is horrible. It should be used as torture.

I am referring to Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, and Hank Williams, as opposed to the country-pop crap that guys like Jason Aldean and Taylor Swift sing.

I don't want to sound offensive, but they're all crap.
All country music was and always will be crap.

[Cylarn]

I am referring to Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, and Hank Williams, as opposed to the country-pop crap that guys like Jason Aldean and Taylor Swift sing.

I don't want to sound offensive, but they're all crap.
All country music was and always will be crap.

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

[Jessjohnesik]

I don't want to sound offensive, but they're all crap.
All country music was and always will be crap.

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Yes, actually.

It sucked balls all of the time. Hopefully, there isn't much of it in Europe.

[Galdius]

I don't want to sound offensive, but they're all crap.
All country music was and always will be crap.

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Jess, country music is actually pretty good btw, Johnny cash is pretty awesome, much better than the gothic stuff you listen too

Say, is it too late for me to join in on this adventure?

[Cylarn]

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Jess, country music is actually pretty good btw, Johnny cash is pretty awesome, much better than the gothic stuff you listen too

Say, is it too late for me to join in on this adventure?

Nop.

[Jessjohnesik]

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Jess, country music is actually pretty good btw, Johnny cash is pretty awesome, much better than the gothic stuff you listen too

Say, is it too late for me to join in on this adventure?

GALD Y U THINK IM A GOTH?!?!?

And no, it's never late for you to join an RP. Never. It wouldn't be fun at all.
We need to drag Whitt and Lance into it as well.

[Mincaldenteans]

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Jess, country music is actually pretty good btw, Johnny cash is pretty awesome, much better than the gothic stuff you listen too

Say, is it too late for me to join in on this adventure?

Yay! Gald's here!

[Ayreonia]

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Jess, country music is actually pretty good btw, Johnny cash is pretty awesome, much better than the gothic stuff you listen too

Say, is it too late for me to join in on this adventure?

Nope, feel free to apply.

[Transoxthraxia]

A bunch of my favourite RPers in a damn awesome idea. Colour me interested.

[Pan Asian Amercian Coalition]

Sorry if this is a bit late.

Name: Elsha Johanshen
Sex: F
Age: 21
Height: 5'10
Weight: about 120lbs

General appearance: (description or picture)
Link to Image. Blond Hair, Green eyes.
Skills: (just one-word descriptions of what your character can do well)
Maths,Sword fighting, Freerunning, Electronics, Mechanics, Drawing, Pilot, Hand-to-Hand Fighting, stealth.
Stuff they own:
Sketch book (100 Pages), Pencils and erasers, a handheld smart computer, a homemade DC/AC hand powered crank generator, her sword (pictured), a Biakal Viking 9mm handgun, several hundred dollars, a small first aid kit, FN-P90, gasmask and filters,books on various topics from World War one to Biochemistry and a large collection of manga, and a very stylish grey satchel to put it all in. The sword has a brown leather scabbard. Black nylon holster for her handgun.
Personality: Confident, lazy, boisterous, smart, quick-witted, brash, a general tomboy. Is very childish.
Traits, quirks, habits: Requires large amounts of sleep or sugar to become active. Is very active once awake however.Is extremely protective of her physical belongings, especially her sword. Physically, is not very strong but makes up for that by moving very quickly. Is an eccentric.
Likes: Books, music, playing guitar, free time, root beer, cats, anime/manga, reading, pranks/practical jokes, building pointless but interesting mechanical contraptions, running, free running/ parkour, dreaming, industrial machincery, eating, the idea of piloting legged vehicles, ample women, the rain, glass, steel.
Dislikes: Loud noise that are not from industrial or regular machines, children, loud people, stupid people, being told what to do, being forced into something, being bored, mechanical failure, large birds, spiders, snakes, the heat, the desert, being dirty, being in the dark, being cold.
Reason for becoming a Vagabond: Used be a research assistant at the generator station, was on the planet when the manure rocketed fanwards and was unable to leave. Had nothing else to do and got bored.

Bio:Born into a family of great minds, Elsha's great intellect was remarkable.She was a tomboy in very sense of the word, getting into trouble in the 4th grade when she took off her skirt and ran around the school as a sign of protest against forced feminization, and often would come home with some scuffs and scratches from fighting with her class mates.She is extremely lazy and will not work under most circumstances, making it just short of a miracle when she acquired a PhD in Nuclear Physics when she was 16. She grew up with a younger sister and an older brother. Her childhood otherwise was unremarkable, minus the krav maga lessons and sword fighting tournaments. She spent most her time reading, drawing, playing guitar, sporting about, adventuring about in the neighborhood, and playing video games until she acquired a job as a research assistant at age nineteen.

[Esternial]

Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to country music?

Yes, actually.

It sucked balls all of the time. Hopefully, there isn't much of it in Europe.

Not really.

Why?

[Jessjohnesik]

Yes, actually.

It sucked balls all of the time. Hopefully, there isn't much of it in Europe.

Not really.

Why?

Not really what?

[Esternial]

Not really.

Why?

Not really what? :p

Not much country.

[Jessjohnesik]

Not really what?

Not much country.

I never heard much country in Europe. It's definitely not popular in Russia and not very popular in Britain. Not popular in Italy, Spain, Bulgaria, Germany, France or Switzerland either. Same probably goes for Scandinavia, but I've never been there.

[Transoxthraxia]

Not much country.

I never heard much country in Europe. It's definitely not popular in Russia and not very popular in Britain. Not popular in Italy, Spain, Bulgaria, Germany, France or Switzerland either. Same probably goes for Scandinavia, but I've never been there.

Canadian Country is depressing.

[Cylarn]

I never heard much country in Europe. It's definitely not popular in Russia and not very popular in Britain. Not popular in Italy, Spain, Bulgaria, Germany, France or Switzerland either. Same probably goes for Scandinavia, but I've never been there.

Canadian Country is depressing.

They have that?

[Jessjohnesik]

I never heard much country in Europe. It's definitely not popular in Russia and not very popular in Britain. Not popular in Italy, Spain, Bulgaria, Germany, France or Switzerland either. Same probably goes for Scandinavia, but I've never been there.

Canadian Country is depressing.

Canada has country?

And there I thought Canada was normal.

[Transoxthraxia]

Canadian Country is depressing.

They have that?

Yes, there's quite a few Canadian Country Songs. My dad listens to them.

Canadian Country is depressing.

Canada has country?

And there I thought Canada was normal.

I thought you said "Canada has a country?" and got really confused.

And no, Canada is far from normal.

[Jessjohnesik]

They have that?

Yes, there's quite a few Canadian Country Songs. My dad listens to them.

Canada has country?

And there I thought Canada was normal.

I thought you said "Canada has a country?" and got really confused.

And no, Canada is far from normal.

That's what you get for bordering the US.

[Transoxthraxia]

Name: Furia Madog.
Sex: Yes please.
Age: She claims to be twenty three, but she's actually twenty eight.
Height: 5'3.
Weight: 109 lbs.

General appearance: Here

Skills: Killing things, and healing things. As she says herself, she "goes both ways when it comes to death".

Stuff they own: Aside from the clothes on her back, she owns quite a few weapons, ranging from firearms to daggers, though most of them are aesthetic in their nature. However, three of them, a revolver, with her name etched in the side, an extremely sharp Kukri, and a Rifle that she refers to as her "brother". As well, she has a necklace that she always wears, a string with a bullet's casing attached. It was the casing of her first bullet ever fired, and she holds it near and dear.

Personality: She's extremely quirky and unpredictable, and most likely an undiagnosed psychopath. What makes her different than most psychopaths, however, is that , while she feels less empathy or remorse for others, she is completely the opposite from a psychopath in the fact that she is extremely extroverted. She finds it easy to talk to others, but not keep ongoing relationships, is willing to go out of her way to do things for others that many others would not regularly do, and is extremely dependable when something needs to be done that she specialized in. That being said, however, she is not one for feelings nor ongoing friendship, as she has trouble maintaining friendships and long term relationships of any kind. Furthermore, she is extremely unpredictable in high-stress situations, and is more likely to snap, flip out, and hurt someone rather than help them. The same goes for combat situations, but, rather than directing her unjustified anger at her allies, she turns it towards the nearest target, which, hopefully, is the enemy.
Traits, quirks, habits: Extroverted Psychopathy, Smokes, refuses to touch a drop of alcohol, well-liked until a stressful situation comes up.
Likes: Smoking, classical music, firearms, blood in general.
Dislikes: Alcohol, spiders, non-classical music.
Reason for becoming a Vagabond: Due to her quirky, highly unpredictable, yet adventurous nature, it seemed like the best thing for her to do at the time. Not to mention that she's wanted in many places for medical malpractice. But she keeps that fact on the down low, for her own good, and the good of those around her. Usually.

Bio: The descendants of Welsh people who lived in the United Kingdom, Furia was born on Rigel Three. Both her parents were somewhat laissez-faire about her childhood, and, instead of attending any sort of school, Furia lived around her mother all day, both reading her father's extensive collection of books, and watching her mother, who was a sort of unprofessional doctor, work. She was moulded early on by the tales of her father's books, they told of heroic adventurers such as Don Quixote, Robinson Crusoe, Huckleberry Finn, and Lord of the Rings. Despite these books being fiction on Earth, they were much more plausible in a place like Rigel Three, where people like the Vagabonds travelled the world, real-life adventurers. When her father died in a mining "accident" (He had actually been killed by a spiteful worker, of whom he was the boss of.), she felt it her need to write her own story on the level of the ones that she read about as a child. Leaving her home, she roved the planet for two years, picking up experience with firearms and weapons, and allowing herself to "practice" what she remembered from her mom's profession. After returning from her adventures, she found her mother dead from an undiagnosed sickness that acted very suddenly, most likely something akin to Streptococcal A. With no place to go, she soon found herself attracted to the advertisement wanting Vagabonds.

[Cylarn]

Name: Furia Madog.
Sex: Yes please.
Age: She claims to be twenty three, but she's actually twenty eight.
Height: 5'3.
Weight: 109 lbs.

General appearance: Here

Skills: Killing things, and healing things. As she says herself, she "goes both ways when it comes to death".

Stuff they own: Aside from the clothes on her back, she owns quite a few weapons, ranging from firearms to daggers, though most of them are aesthetic in their nature. However, three of them, a revolver, with her name etched in the side, an extremely sharp Kukri, and a Rifle that she refers to as her "brother". As well, she has a necklace that she always wears, a string with a bullet attached. It was her first bullet ever fired, and she holds it near and dear.

Personality: She's extremely quirky and unpredictable, and most likely an undiagnosed psychopath. What makes her different than most psychopaths, however, is that , while she feels less empathy or remorse for others, she is completely the opposite from a psychopath in the fact that she is extremely extroverted. She finds it easy to talk to others, but not keep ongoing relationships, is willing to go out of her way to do things for others that many others would not regularly do, and is extremely dependable when something needs to be done that she specialized in. That being said, however, she is not one for feelings nor ongoing friendship, as she has trouble maintaining friendships and long term relationships of any kind. Furthermore, she is extremely unpredictable in high-stress situations, and is more likely to snap, flip out, and hurt someone rather than help them. The same goes for combat situations, but, rather than directing her unjustified anger at her allies, she turns it towards the nearest target, which, hopefully, is the enemy.
Traits, quirks, habits: Extroverted Psychopathy, Smokes, refuses to touch a drop of alcohol, well-liked until a stressful situation comes up.
Likes: Smoking, classical music, firearms, blood in general.
Dislikes: Alcohol, spiders, non-classical music.
Reason for becoming a Vagabond: Due to her quirky, highly unpredictable, yet adventurous nature, it seemed like the best thing for her to do at the time. Not to mention that she's wanted in many places for medical malpractice. But she keeps that fact on the down low, for her own good, and the good of those around her. Usually.

Bio: The descendants of Welsh people who lived in the United Kingdom, Furia was born on Rigel Three. Both her parents were somewhat laissez-faire about her childhood, and, instead of attending any sort of school, Furia lived around her mother all day, both reading her father's extensive collection of books, and watching her mother, who was a sort of unprofessional doctor, work. She was moulded early on by the tales of her father's books, they told of heroic adventurers such as Don Quixote, Robinson Crusoe, Huckleberry Finn, and Lord of the Rings. Despite these books being fiction on Earth, they were much more plausible in a place like Rigel Three, where people like the Vagabonds travelled the world, real-life adventurers. When her father died in a mining "accident" (He had actually been killed by a spiteful worker, of whom he was the boss of.), she felt it her need to write her own story on the level of the ones that she read about as a child. Leaving her home, she roved the planet for two years, picking up experience with firearms and weapons, and allowing herself to "practice" what she remembered from her mom's profession. After returning from her adventures, she found her mother dead from an undiagnosed sickness that acted very suddenly, most likely something akin to Streptococcal A. With no place to go, she soon found herself attracted to the advertisement wanting Vagabonds.

Hawt.

[Esternial]

Rifle that she refers to as her "brother". As well, she has a necklace that she always wears, a string with a bullet attached. It was her first bullet ever fired, and she holds it near and dear.

Seems odd to wear a squashed-up bullet around your neck.

Even for Zee's standards.

[Transoxthraxia]

Rifle that she refers to as her "brother". As well, she has a necklace that she always wears, a string with a bullet attached. It was her first bullet ever fired, and she holds it near and dear.

Seems odd to wear a squashed-up bullet around your neck.

Even for Zee's standards.

Ooh. Should change it to casing, I meant casing.

[Ayreonia]

Sorry if this is a bit late.

Name: Elsha Johanshen
Sex: F
Age: 21
Height: 5'10
Weight: about 120lbs

General appearance: (description or picture)
Link to Image. Blond Hair, Green eyes.
Skills: (just one-word descriptions of what your character can do well)
Maths,Sword fighting, Freerunning, Electronics, Mechanics, Drawing, Pilot(Legged Vehicles, if used), Hand-to-Hand Fighting, stealth.
Stuff they own:
Sketch book (100 Pages), Pencils and erasers, a handheld smart computer, a homemade DC/AC hand powered crank generator, her sword (pictured), a Biakal Viking 9mm handgun, several hundred dollars, a small first aid kit, FN-P90, gasmask and filters,books on various topics from World War one to Biochemistry and a large collection of manga, and a very stylish grey satchel to put it all in. The sword has a brown leather scabbard. Black nylon holster for her handgun.
Personality: Confident, lazy, boisterous, smart, quick-witted, brash, a general tomboy. Is very childish.
Traits, quirks, habits: Requires large amounts of sleep or sugar to become active. Is very active once awake however.Is extremely protective of her physical belongings, especially her sword. Physically, is not very strong but makes up for that by moving very quickly. Is an eccentric.
Likes: Books, music, playing guitar, free time, root beer, cats, anime/manga, reading, pranks/practical jokes, building pointless but interesting mechanical contraptions, running, free running/ parkour, dreaming, industrial machincery, eating, piloting legged vehicles, ample women, the rain, glass, steel.
Dislikes: Loud noise that are not from industrial or regular machines, children, loud people, stupid people, being told what to do, being forced into something, being bored, mechanical failure, large birds, spiders, snakes, the heat, the desert, being dirty, being in the dark, being cold.
Reason for becoming a Vagabond: Used be a research assistant at the generator station, was on the planet when the manure rocketed fanwards and was unable to leave. Had nothing else to do and got bored.

Bio:Born into a family of great minds, Elsha's great intellect was remarkable.She was a tomboy in very sense of the word, getting into trouble in the 4th grade when she took off her skirt and ran around the school as a sign of protest against forced feminization, and often would come home with some scuffs and scratches from fighting with her class mates.She is extremely lazy and will not work under most circumstances, making it just short of a miracle when she acquired a PhD in Nuclear Physics when she was 16. She grew up with a younger sister and an older brother. Her childhood otherwise was unremarkable, minus the krav maga lessons and sword fighting tournaments. She spent most her time reading, drawing, playing guitar, sporting about, adventuring about in the neighborhood, and playing video games until she acquired a job as a research assistant at age nineteen.

I'll accept her, with a few notes:
1) Legged. Vehicles. Do. Not. Exist.
2) That's a lot of skills, make sure not to make her overpowered.
3) The desert, the heat and being dirty are not things you want to dislike as a Vagabond.

Did you draw her yourself?

[Ayreonia]

Name: Furia Madog.
Sex: Yes please.
Age: She claims to be twenty three, but she's actually twenty eight.
Height: 5'3.
Weight: 109 lbs.

General appearance: Here

Skills: Killing things, and healing things. As she says herself, she "goes both ways when it comes to death".

Stuff they own: Aside from the clothes on her back, she owns quite a few weapons, ranging from firearms to daggers, though most of them are aesthetic in their nature. However, three of them, a revolver, with her name etched in the side, an extremely sharp Kukri, and a Rifle that she refers to as her "brother". As well, she has a necklace that she always wears, a string with a bullet's casing attached. It was the casing of her first bullet ever fired, and she holds it near and dear.

Personality: She's extremely quirky and unpredictable, and most likely an undiagnosed psychopath. What makes her different than most psychopaths, however, is that , while she feels less empathy or remorse for others, she is completely the opposite from a psychopath in the fact that she is extremely extroverted. She finds it easy to talk to others, but not keep ongoing relationships, is willing to go out of her way to do things for others that many others would not regularly do, and is extremely dependable when something needs to be done that she specialized in. That being said, however, she is not one for feelings nor ongoing friendship, as she has trouble maintaining friendships and long term relationships of any kind. Furthermore, she is extremely unpredictable in high-stress situations, and is more likely to snap, flip out, and hurt someone rather than help them. The same goes for combat situations, but, rather than directing her unjustified anger at her allies, she turns it towards the nearest target, which, hopefully, is the enemy.
Traits, quirks, habits: Extroverted Psychopathy, Smokes, refuses to touch a drop of alcohol, well-liked until a stressful situation comes up.
Likes: Smoking, classical music, firearms, blood in general.
Dislikes: Alcohol, spiders, non-classical music.
Reason for becoming a Vagabond: Due to her quirky, highly unpredictable, yet adventurous nature, it seemed like the best thing for her to do at the time. Not to mention that she's wanted in many places for medical malpractice. But she keeps that fact on the down low, for her own good, and the good of those around her. Usually.

Bio: The descendants of Welsh people who lived in the United Kingdom, Furia was born on Rigel Three. Both her parents were somewhat laissez-faire about her childhood, and, instead of attending any sort of school, Furia lived around her mother all day, both reading her father's extensive collection of books, and watching her mother, who was a sort of unprofessional doctor, work. She was moulded early on by the tales of her father's books, they told of heroic adventurers such as Don Quixote, Robinson Crusoe, Huckleberry Finn, and Lord of the Rings. Despite these books being fiction on Earth, they were much more plausible in a place like Rigel Three, where people like the Vagabonds travelled the world, real-life adventurers. When her father died in a mining "accident" (He had actually been killed by a spiteful worker, of whom he was the boss of.), she felt it her need to write her own story on the level of the ones that she read about as a child. Leaving her home, she roved the planet for two years, picking up experience with firearms and weapons, and allowing herself to "practice" what she remembered from her mom's profession. After returning from her adventures, she found her mother dead from an undiagnosed sickness that acted very suddenly, most likely something akin to Streptococcal A. With no place to go, she soon found herself attracted to the advertisement wanting Vagabonds.

Shouldn't you be using Metrics? Traitor.

Approved.