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Ex-Nation

Labyrinth of Sand SEMI-DEAD

Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:18 pm

A Sci-fi Post Apocalyptic Cowboy Adventure In Space
L A B Y R I N T H O F S A N D


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Oil is a fickle friend. What was once a planet rich in the precious black stuff is now but a shell of it's former glory. Humans had discovered an abundance of oil on a far distant planet, but at a cost. The planet is covered in sand. Lakes exist, but they are few and far between. At the largest of the watering holes, the first explorers colonized what was soon to be called New Berlin, so named for the first german expedition that found it. This town slowly developed over time, and rapidly became a megacity of untold proportions since everyone wanted in on the oil trade.

Colonization was driven much like how it was in the empires of old, by the need to acquire more resources. Oil was the lubricator for the extremely rapid transformation of Frontier from an uninhabited desert to a teaming hub of oil extraction and rocket fuel refinement, however such rapid development didn’t come without some problems. The oil industry brought people from around the human inhabited galaxy with the promise of well paying jobs and easy lives tending oil fields, but with the extremely high cost of space travel once people payed to get to Frontier they were often pushed deeply into debt and were stuck on the planet as a result. After only twenty years however the oil bubble broke and overnight the extremely prosperous oil fueled society that had sprung up on the dust filled outer world was plunged into collapse. The majority of the workers who had spent their life savings and gone deeply into debt to work the oil fields were unable to afford the huge cost of getting off world and were simply left trapped in the former boomtowns they had toiled to build. As a result of extremely high demand for oil used primarily to make rocket fuel when Frontier was first settled, the oil reserves on the planet had been drained at an extremely alarming rate with little backup plan for the residents of this new world should the oil run out and the money disappear. Oil now only exists in the deepest of remote wells and with twenty years having passed since the disappearance of easy oil Frontier has become lawless and decayed.

The Planet , also known as The Frontier or just simply Frontier, is a harsh place. Sweeping deserts cover all, and sandstorms are abundant. Due to this, most aircraft are almost non-existant, and long distance transport has regressed back to naught but trains. Due to the sandstorms, people now seem to wear clothing of an almost forgotten time, that known as the old west. Dusters, bandanas and badges of honor tell the world your orientation, and inform them wether or not they should run away.

The People of Frontier worst hit by the end of easy oil on the planet were the hordes of oil workers who gave up everything for the prospect of huge paychecks and endless sun. With minimal oil extraction still occurring on Frontier many of the oil workers have turned to crime and banditry out in the wastelands that now cover much of the former oil fields while everyone else has either turned to barter or cottage industry to keep themselves and their families afloat. The colonies governor, Ferdinand Montoya, has tried to restore order with his Regional Police Service however corruption and incompetence has rendered it useless while the governor’s own paranoia and stupidity has only worsened the problem. Now Frontier plays host to all manor of criminal gangs and banditry along with people just trying to eke a living out of the lifeless dust and rocks of this decaying world.



The Story

A man who was once one of the bandits who roamed the deserts had a change of heart and became part of the Regional Police Service. He hid his background, and soon became part of the security force for the local Governor, Ferdinand Montoya. He was ordered to stay with the opposition leader on board a train from New Washington when all hell broke loose. Now, this man is on the run, and it is your job to find him for a hefty bounty.




The Four Main Cities and Their Rail Lines


New Berlin
-The main capitol, this is the place where we will start our tale. It is a large city akin to that of 1950's New York.

New Beijing
-The Second ever colonized point on Frontier, it is a land that is now basically uninhabited. This place is now a shell of it's old self.

New Madrid
-The Third place colonized, it's still fairly lively and the home to the opposition.

New Washington
-The fourth place colonized, created as a point mainly for interstellar travel.




Application:
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[b]Gender:[/b] (Obvious)
[b]Origin:[/b] (Where you're from)
[b]Transportation:[/b] (We will have chases, and you'll need a ride to participate)
[b]Gear:[/b] (What you character is wearing)

All beneath this point is optional.

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[b]Height/Weight:[/b] (Obvious)
[b]Former Occupation:[/b] (What you did before if your character is more then 30 years old.)
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[b]RP Example:[/b] (If none, just write something. If Pad or I know you, you don't need one.)


My App

Name: Cecilia Wyn
Age: 25
Appearance: Cecilia
Gender: Female
Origin: New Washington
Transportation: Her bike
Gear:

Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil-Works for her own agenda.
Height/Weight: 160/125
Former Occupation: N/A, but is the heir to a rich family.
Theme: The White Stripes - 'Icky Thump'
Likes/Dislikes: Cecilia likes money, fame and fortune; Preferably her own in all three categories. She doesn't like being lacking in any regard.
Handicaps: She is a bit too competitive.
Short Bio: No
RP Example: Bigger No



CO-OPs/CO's
Padnak
- CO-OP
Congreveopia
-Assistant CO-OP



Notable People/NCO's
-Temp
-Dutchy
-Lith
-Kass
-IJ
-Rup
-Jord
-Alti
-Tri



Rules:
-Don’t be a dumbass
-Don’t godmod
-Don’t be a prick OOC
-Follow site rules
-Have fun or Padnak will break your shins
-No one liners.



Additional Info
Trains

Description: High-speed passenger
Cargo: Passengers and hand luggage only (maybe a motorbike if you buy a first class ticket)
Maximum speed: 380 km/h
Operating speed: 330 km/h
Maximum carriages: 20
Standard carriages (old): 16 (5 elite, 11 economy)
Standard carriages (modern): 8 (1 elite, 7 economy)
Carriages:
  • Elite Carriage: 56 seats
  • Economy Carriage: 75 seats
In service: 1 (La Madrid Princesa)
Routes serviced: Montoya Line
History: Built to rush businessmen and workers from one side of Fronteer to another, these trains dae back to a time when the planet never slept and prospects seemed endless. They were built for a time when people would splurge on a first-class ticket for no other reason than that they were feeling good that day. Now, the trains are all but gone, as the population of Fronteer hoard every penny they have. Only one remains in service, and it will probably be decommissioned soon as well.
Image: Speedy


Description: Ultra-heavy Cargo
Cargo: Almost anything smaller than a house can fit on these trains. Typically they'll run a few passenger cabins too, if they don't have a full load of cargo.
Maximum speed: 150 km/h
Operating Speed: 110 km/h
Maximum carriages: 500 (requires ten locomotives)
Standard carriages (old): 300 (requires six locomotives)
Standard carriages (modern): 50 (requires one locomotive)
Carriages:
  • Tank Carriage: capacity 80,000 US gallons
  • Container Carriage: capacity 4x 40 foot intermodal containers, or 8x 20 foot intermodal containers
  • Bulk Cargo Carriage: length 100 feet
  • Superhauler Carriage: (Note: takes up the space of three normal carriages) length 200 feet
In service: Probably three or four for the major lines, I'll leave the exact number to Vancon
Routes Serviced: Again, I imagine just the major lines
History: These massive trains, sometimes stretching more than five kilometers into the distance, were the backbone of Frontier's economy. They hauled oil from the wells to the spaceports, and they hauled parts or even entire wells out to the oil fields. The older residents will still remember a time when these trains would shoot across the landscape, creating a wave of dust and sand behind them, seeming to scream the might of humanity as they forged their path across the inhospitable world. Now, like the Clippers, they have all but vanished. All of Frontier is an equally miserable place, so moving cargo only stirs the misery rather than alleviating it. They have held on this long mainly because they are so reliable and strong, but whenever another breaks down, nobody pays to fix it, and all of them are nearing the ends of their lives. Within ten years, the Haulers will be rusting junk by the sides of the trainyards, still rolling only in memories.
Image: Strong


Description: Cheap transport
Cargo: Passenger and cargo
Maximum speed: 160 km/h
Operating Speed: 130 km/h
Maximum carriages: 12
Standard carriages (old): 10 (2 elite, 4 economy, 3 cargo XL, 1 open cargo)
Standard carriages (modern): 8 (2 economy, 2 standing, 1 cago XL, 2 cargo, 1 cargo open)
Carriages:
  • Elite Carriage: 20 seats
  • Economy Carriage: 50 seats
  • Standing Carriage: 100 persons (no seats)
  • Cargo Carriage XL: capacity 1x 40 foot intermodal container, or 2x 20 foot intermodal containers
  • Cargo Carriage: capacity 1x 20 foot intermodal container
  • Open Cargo Carriage: length 60 feet
In service: I'll leave it up to Vancon, but I imagine these service pretty much all the routes, so there are quite a few of them
Routes Serviced: ditto
History: Once outshone by the mighty Haulers and the shining Clippers, these trains have come into their own now that Frontier has slid into poverty. They are slow, small, and uncomfortable, but they are also cheap and when they break down it doesn't cost a fortune to repair them. Some almost see them as an allegory for the remaining residents of Frontier.
Image: Cheap




Notes:
  • The Hunted Man has a bounty of 1 billion dollars, which, needless to say, is more then enough to get off planet for a handful of people, but not everyone.
  • In terms of character interactions, ''Whatever happens, happens''. Just make sure if you're gonna kill/main/harm another PC or important NPC it's been discussed with a CO-OP or myself.
  • People with under 1500 posts and are still new must wait for either a CO-OP or a notable person(Lith, Temp, IJ, Dutchy, etc...) to act as the NPC. If you are not part of that group, then you can control the NPCs, albeit within reason and as long as it is required.
Last edited by Vancon on Tue Feb 10, 2015 10:06 pm, edited 18 times in total.
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Ex-Nation

Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:18 pm

A Sci-fi Post Apocalyptic Cowboy Adventure In Space
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Applications and Announcements





Announcements
  • The RP will be a detective tale for you all to go and find the missing man, and along the way expect car chases with each other and Banditos.
  • RP is up!
  • We have a very basic map.
Applications


Lawful
  • Simon Rusty
  • Edric Rourke
  • Dr. Wilhelm Stalhsünde| Alias: "Scissorhands" ; Scherenhänden ; Jiǎndāo shǒu ; El Verdugo
  • Raven Tadashi| Alias: "Two-Seconds"; Zwei Sekunden; Liǎng Miǎo Zhōng; Dos Segundos
  • Dr. Eugene Cooper
  • Jackson Margor
Neutral
  • Henri Busk
  • Takashi Hirayasu
  • James H. Williamson
  • Cerys Davies
  • Cecilia Wyn
  • Aaron K. Rider
  • Jehiel Lyre Lauzon Malan
  • Maiso Kageshi
  • Rahman Al-Sindri
Chaotic
  • Hugo Scutt
  • Tyler "Ty" Corbin
  • Ludo Wertz
  • Justin Fong
  • Kyle Vannis
  • Benjamin "Ben" Anderson
  • Jasmine Lockheart
  • Mirna Darnett
Updated as of (19/01/15)
Padnak
Name: Hugo Scutt
Age: 29
Appearance: Beautiful
Gender:Male
Origin: Earth
Transportation: Customized Sunbreaker 2190
(Future not:1973 Ford Falcon Pursuit Special)
Gear:
  • Mid range suit
  • Real desert hog leather shoes
  • Fake Rolex watch
  • Collapsing knife
  • reproduction Webley-Fosbery Automatic Revolver
  • Belt holster
  • Multi-tool
  • 2 shot derringer

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height/Weight: Six feet two inches tall, 210 pounds
Former Occupation: N/A, works as a private eye
Theme: Down The Road - C2C
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes: Living for the thrill of life (doing things that seem interesting/fun without regard for the long term consequences), upsetting the balance of power and natural order of things, learning about new things, mechanics, Quentin Tarantino movies, fist fighting, people (doesn't like people per-say, finds they incredibly interesting)
Dislikes: When people take advantage of other people, the government
Handicaps: Slightly unhinged, doesn't really fallow societies moral compass,
Short Bio: N/A
RP Example: I'm Pad.


The Templar High Council
Name: Tyler "Ty" Corbin.
Age: 30.
Appearance: Tyler.
Gender: Male.
Origin: New Berlin.
Transportation: Take off the side gun.
Gear: Robe/hood to hide from sand, dusty clothes, mining helmet, antique pickaxe, a gun.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Height/Weight: 5'7" (1.7 m) 150 lbs (68 kg).
Former Occupation: Oil worker.
Theme: Can't find a good enough song. :?
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
  • Adventure.
  • Discovery.
  • Alcohol, but not in excess.
  • His job.
  • Family.
  • Spicy food.
Dislikes:
  • People dying for no reason (a good reason is fine).
  • "Robber Barons" who abandoned Frontier when the going got rough.
  • Most offworlders. Or at least those who act like it.
  • Bitter food.
Handicaps:
  • Physically, a slight limp in his right leg.
  • Mentally, he can't handle disappointment well.
Short Bio: I'll be back for this, I swear.
RP Example: Nah. You know me.

Name: Maiso Kageshi.
Age: 27.
Appearance: Maiso.
Gender: Male.
Origin: Kyoto, Japan, Earth.
Transportation: This, with these saddlebags.
Gear:Moral Alignment: True Neutral.
Likes/Dislikes:
  • Likes: old rock music, getting paid, driving fast, rush of combat.
  • Dislikes: working too hard, wasting time, getting dumped on a shitty planet with a target and limited intel.
Short Bio: Since I need some backstory, but I'm lazy.
Maiso is a member of a team of bounty hunters, and has successfully completed many bounties. But his teammates thought it would be fun to throw him an unexpected evaluation. Guns, ammo, a bike, and a name. That's it. Good luck.

The United Remnants of America
Name: Henri Busk
Age: 36
Appearance: Space Western enough for ya? ;)
Gender: Female. Definitely Female. No, a male.
Origin: Seran Federation
Transportation: It'd be more fun if there were a team.
Gear: A hat and jacket to keep the sand off of him. Thick work pants and boots for a similar purpose. A sling to hold his equipment and weapons. A pistol and a shotgun.
All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Neutral
Height/Weight: 6'1", 195lbs
Former Occupation: He was a captain in the Seran Marines Expeditionary Fleet
Theme: Firefly
Likes/Dislikes: Small animals, quiet, the sound his shotgun makes when it kills people/attitude, being shot at, idleness
Handicaps: piloting anything that flies and fine-point aiming.
Short Bio: Henri was born on an inner world in the Seran Federation known as Vandria. Vandria was one of the first worlds colonized outside of the Core Worlds and was done so only for the ability to do it. Beyond that, Vandria was a world very similar to Frontier. Because of this, Henri's only real career path was to sign up with the Marines and join an expeditionary fleet as soon as he was of age. A decade of this any Henri only learned how to shoot and lead others into what little combat they saw, which wasn't much. After a decade of this, Henri dropped out and picked up work as a bounty hunter. He was immediately noticed by a local mercenary group known as Starlight Battalion, and he was offered a spot as a team leader with a group of friends he had worked with either in the Marines or freelance. Soon, he, his friends and partners Dueseel, Tea, Krys, and Em'Nari were a well-oiled bounty hunter team specializing in being sent to what Henri referred to respectfully as "shitholes." And so it was, this group of bounty hunters rode along in a repaired ship Reaper's Messenger together. And now, Henri finds himself on the planet Frontier, landing at a small spaceport known as New Washington. He told his partners to stay behind, since he assumed he could to this job himself, so he took the group's LAV and drove to New Berlin on his own to get a murderer and get the rather sizable bounty on his head, if the exchange rates could be trusted.
RP Example: Project Warfighter


Abrahammia
Name: Simon Rusty
Age: 24
Appearance:Image
Gender: Male
Origin: New Berlin
Transportation: bicycle
Gear: sweater, sneakers, jeans, black socks, belt, glasses[/quote]

Treko
Name: Ludo Wertz
Age: 27
Appearance: Luscious
Gender: Male
Origin: New Madrid
Transportation: Remake Chevrolet Camaro Z2881
Gear:

Jacket
Graphic white T-shirt
Black cargo work pants
Suspenders
Boots
Glasses
Wrist Watch
Remake Beretta Model 93R
Super shorty shotgun
Shoulder holster
Multi-tool

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good
Height/Weight: 5'11'', 195lbs
Former Occupation: Computer Security, Law Enforcement
Theme: Jungle Boogie-Kool & The Gang
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
Computers
Food
Beds
Beer
Dislikes:
Crap people
Slow internet
Cheap computers
Handicaps: He's missing his ring finger and pinky finger on his right hand; a car accident made sure of it. This makes aiming with his hand fairly problematic, but he manages the problem by using his left hand to stabilize the shot. Ludo is not blind but a loss of his glasses will make identification of others and work harder.
Short Bio: Ludo was born to a couple that had immigrated from Earth to the new planet to look for more work and better opportunities. This did truly benefit the family and bring in some much needed revenue for the new growing family. Throughout most of his childhood life Ludo had it pretty rough like any other kid in New Madrid; they all had it rough. Even when life was hard he pushed through the muck and continued on with school, but of course he had to get a little dirty. Early on he had developed a habit of hacking school security systems and changing grades for other students, but this did gain him a little heat from the school. This business went on until the end of high school when he decided a clean record was better than a prison one. After sending out applications to the local job market Ludo was able to land an okay job working in a computer security firm. That job didn't last as long as he would have thought, he once again decided to hack into a heavy grid. Ludo did manage to sell off most of the company secrets before the police broke into his office.

With Ludo now in custody he had been offered an agreement by the New Madrid law enforcement. Of course any sensible man would take the deal and work his guilty butt off, and that's what he did. For years Ludo worked his fingers to the bone to help repay the law enforcement for what they did for him. This was a good run in all but it all came to an end when a high speed chase led to Ludo losing two fingers and his partner burning to death in the car. He was given the option to leave and he took it, but of course not before clearing his entire criminal history off of the police records. After his early law enforcement retirement he took himself and began the only sensible thing to do, bounty hunt. Ludo was pretty good on this new job, but he did always put a twist on what he did for himself. He clears peoples records if they're only wanted for minor law breaking offenses.
RP Example: http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic ... (didn't last), http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic ... 1&t=255996, http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic ... 1&t=239203


Romus Maximus
Name: Edric Rourke
Age: 23
Appearance:Image
Gender: Male
Origin: New Berlin
Transportation: https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQSJNwslGNUYqqXKJG-oQES_qrHD4Wwhnz7oiNdu9nSfXr1LvOF
Gear: Stuff in pic
Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil
Theme: So Far Away
Short Bio: I might do it soon
RP Example: The Great AI War

Kassaran
Name: Justin Fong

Age: 20

Appearance:

Typical Outfit

Masked

Gender: Male

Origin: Born in South Yangtze District on the outskirts of New Beijing; was raised abroad by employers.

Transportation: Jusrin being employed by one of the larger New Beijin crime syndicates, he has since begun operating as a freelance bounty hunter on their behalf. While his employers may remain nameless, their actions are hardly underhanded or indiscreet. He owns one of perhaps few operational overland vehicles developed for competitive usage on certain illegitimate courses in the dunes surrounding much of the South Yangtze District. Gaining incredible advantages in speed and mobility, the bike is a DIODE type motorbike and runs off of a rechargeable energy pack stored within the bike's main block. It does have spare petroleum tanks for usage when energy levels are low or a need for extra speed is required.

DIODE type Overland Motorbike

Gear: Justin wears traditionally Asiatic clothing with a twist. Underneath all of his dark clothing is a thermal dispersion suit. This suit alone makes it possible for all the heat in his clothes and on his body to disperse instantaneously through geo-ground points on the soled of the suit's foot-covers. This is capable of rendering him nearly invisible save for his feet in conditions where thermal imaging equipment is needed. He also contains a few extra tricks up his sleeve as is usual for a bounty-hunter of his class such as microchip database nodes capable of allowing him to interface with old tech and judging most civilian's reactions to interrogation like a human lie detector. This gear does come with it's setbacks however and often he stays hidden during the day due to the incredible heat the suit can reach in direct sunlight. Direct sunlight or photonic emissions can also disrupt his incredibly bad it's eyesight and loud noises can disrupt his hearing and stun him more easily.

He wields as a primary and signature weapon dual ninjatō blades which are both capablemof superheating along the blade-edges due to micro-filament conductors within the thin metal blade. This gives it an ability to wound even when the blade is dull or broken. He also carries a single antique M1911 Sidearm and in reserve a specially built Mosin Nagant 79 heavy rifle. While being a rather traditional design, it is based off the legendarily rugged and powerful Mosin Nagant designed in early world Russia back on Earth.

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: He works for money and the thrill of the hunt. All else is irrelevant to him.

Height/Weight: 6'3" 175lbs.

Former Occupation: Was trained as a political assassin at the behest of his employers whom found him on the streets already well-indoctrinated into the world of hunting and killing for fun and profit as a Samurai-Gladiator. This occupation usually is held by children of varying ages within the New Beijing Underground and pertains to incredibly intense fights set up between enslaved or indentured children whom were either sold, kidnapped, or found in the Underground. He had already logged 12 Fatalities/28 Incapicitations/3 Knock Outs by the time he was recruited making him roughly 36th out of a 5,000 Gladiator league.

Likes/Dislikes:
Likes Food, Money, his Blades, his Bike. Touch them without his express permission and expect to lose a body part. He relishes a good hunt. He hates losing prey, but does respect a basic honor code.

Handicaps: Moving long distances over long periods of time. Adapted to urban hunts, he is more built to slowly sneak up on prey and unleash a devastating attack at short ranges. He's also impatient and generally hates having to rely on anyone for anything he believes he can do himself.

Short Bio: Born to a family of 12, being the 13th child he was seen as a bad omen and promptly sold into slavery on the Underground where he was bought by a young trainer of Samurai-Gladiators. Growing under the tutelage of a few older children whom he saw as his adopted family after being abandoned by his biological one, he watched as the years went by and one-by-one they were killed off by other child-slaves. Eventually becoming old enough to fight as well, his first fight was against a seasoned veteran of the arena, and when the veteran saw it was but a rookie, he opened himself up to counterattack in his first strike. One smooth slice through the abdomen later and Justin Fong, received the name of "Hún Dāo" meaning "Soul-Blade".

Fighting viciously and furiously from that point on, he grew in notoriety and became a well-known fighter until the age of fourteen when a Syndicate Scout found and recruited the young killer for a more direct and fulfilling line of work. Quickly proving himself in multiple joint operations carried out with fellow syndicate assassins, he soon gained a following and managed to obtain his freedom from syndicate life so long as he pledged a portion of his bounties to supporting his home syndicate. Dedicating the rest of his money, he secretly partakes in the slave-liberation movement, finding work in various places around Frontier and securing those joins so he can buy and free various other child slaves in captivity in the Underground fighting pits.

RP Example: fugdapopo mayun..


The Land of Eternal Prosperity
Name: Takashi Hirayasu
Age: 31
Appearance: Image
Gender: Male
Origin: Hailing from Okinawa, Japan, Hirayasu had been raised in the shadow of martial arts throughout his childhood. Soon after he had turned 18 and earned his black belt in Shoorin Ryuu, his family relocated to the Black Planet to sell goods exclusive to Okinawa. They enjoyed years of success, mainly in selling food mixes and food crops. However, poverty struck, laws were loosened, and everyone turned on each other like ravenous dogs. Soon, no one had money to purchase Okinawan goods, and new shipments were soon canceled. Because of the violence of the land and the lack of weapons available for the poor, the Hirayasu family started a dojo to financially survive. However, this proved to be not enough, and with the demand for cheap mercenaries skyrocketing, some clan members armed themselves with their makeshift weapons and swords to go out and defend the weak against the strong. Takashi, the youngest son, saw the bounty for the runaway, and vowed to bring fame, fortune, and honor to his family.
Transportation:
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Hirayasu PMC Technical, armed with an electric laser cannon. Steel spikes and plating cover the windshield and windows, providing more protection to the front. Electronic cameras observe the surrounding terrain and codes the images to an Oculus-rift like helmet worn by the pilot.
Adapted from transportation lifts from the Hirayasu clan's former business, it is the workhorse of the PMC world. The small size of the vehicle and the burden it is able to handle allows it to carry mercenaries and supplies speedily.
Gear:
A steel pot protects Takashi's crown, preventing concussions from flying debris. Over the helmet lies a large scarf that envelopes his head, hiding his identity and helmet. Prescription goggles protects his eyesight and enhances it. A plate carrier holds two steel plates to protect his torso from rifle fire, and cooling pads are sewn in to evaporate sweat and prevent heat exhaustion. A camelback pouch is clipped on the carrier and feeds into Hirayasu's head scarf. His baggy oil worker's fatigues provide comfort and shelter from the harsh climate, but they are recolored to fit into the wasteland's dusty hue. On his back is a pack laden with rations, electronics, medical supplies, a bible, and a pillow for those long days away from the technical. At his hips lay two scabbards for his sai. Rough gloves provide a strong grip, while cushioning around the joints further the comfort administered by the fatigues. Grenade pouches store Molotov cocktails. In addition to what he carries on him, his vehicle carries more equipment, such as a generator, clothes, fuel, and money.
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Hirayasu wields the PEWx10 (Police Energy Weapon 10mm) laser carbine. Originally introduced during the Alpha Centaurian conflict, it performed poorly against the white ceramic armor worn by Imperial stormtroopers. It was soon replaced by more effective kinetic weapons, costing Smickler & Wessingkoch Arms twenty two billion credits. Because of the large amount of carbines they had, they sold the weapons in the public market, making it one of the most common military surplus weapons in the Milky Way. The weapon is very effective against darkly colored materials and unarmored enemies and possesses no recoil due to it being a laser weapon. However, it performs poorly against lightly colored structures, reflective materials, and ceramic armor. The battery holds a maximum of 40 lethal shots, which is expended at a burst rate of 600 lethal shots per minute. However, the weapon can fire in a continuous beam for 1.4 seconds before depleting, allowing the user to hastily chop off limbs within the comfort of range.
An adjustable electronic dot sight allows Hirayasu to observe his surroundings from a long distance, allowing him to snipe enemies given the right conditions (clear air, at night). The sight can be switched to examine the terrain in night, thermal, and infrared vision. However, the weapon is weak by energy weapon standards, and sniping from to far will just make laser a minor nuisance. Interestingly, the weapon sight costed more than the carbine even when bought from a military surplus store.

Moral Alignment: Neutral. Takashi is a warrior and can readily take away lives with ease, being numbed to killing others after a raid by bandits. However, Hirayasu is a faithful practitioner to both Okinawan religion and a loose strain of Catholicism. He does not regard killing bandits and other sinners as murder, but as God's work.
Height/Weight: 170 pounds, Five feet five inches tall.
Former Occupations: Storekeeper, karate teacher.
Theme: Queen- Another One Bites the Dust. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY0WxgSXdEE
Likes/Dislikes: Likes candy. Hates bandits.
Handicaps: Nearsighted, aggressive.
RP Example: http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=320226&start=675 Post Apocalypse RP.

The Armed Republic of Dutch coolness
Name: Almyra Siren
Age: 32
Appearance: Alas, poor Yorricke? (also: halp, my gear is gone!)
Gender: Female
Origin: New Washington
Transportation: You know you want one.
Gear: Heavy military-grade armor (painted black, because black = tacticool, but mainly cool), as well as a rebreather painted in the same color. Heavy dark, leather boots with steel noses and shins.
Shotgun, pistol, and a particularly large combat knife, slung over her back.
Camo-cloak.
A belt with several pouches, filled with ammo and grenades.
Two drinking canteens (why does nobody have these? Need something to drink, man).
Dress/corset thingy as seen in appearance above. Gotta look good at parties in your fancy 'clothes', eh?

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height/Weight: 184 cm , 70 kg
Former Occupation: Military/Colonial Guard (dishonorably discharged)
Theme: Burning Jacob's Ladder - Mark Lanegan
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
  • Money
  • Lots of money
  • Adventure
  • Her gear
Dislikes:
  • Cowards
  • Soldiers
  • Losing things
Handicaps: Nothing physically. Extremely afraid of flies, bugs, and other types of insects, and easy to anger.
Short Bio:
RP Example: There y'are.


Rupudska
Name: Cerys Davies
Age: 17
Appearance: link
Gender: Female
Origin: New Washington
Transportation: Motorcycle with sidecar
Gear: Fur hat, duster, black jacket, white shirt, brown pants, steel-toed boots, two holsters, two pistols (One .45 pistol, and one .45 revolver), canteen, sleeping bag, cooking supplies, 4x belt pouches, fuel can, 5x knives

Moral Alignment: True Neutral
Height/Weight: 155 cm / 52.6 kg
Theme: link
RP Example: xaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxa

New Jordslag
Name: James H. Williamson
Age: 27
Appearance: James has Long Red hair, tied to the back of his head in a ponytail. He has light brown eyes and has thin limbs. He wears a red shirt and has brown Cargo Pants. He wears boots, even in summer.
Gender: Male.
Origin: James is from Britain, Earth. He came to Frontier, unlike most people, simply for the sense of adventure. Now that he has heard there is a huge bounty on this one guy, he has decided he might as well try to hunt him.
Transportation: James rides on a motorcycle, instead of a car, so he can fit into tight spaces.
Gear: James, despite not really needing anything of the sort, has brought a map, compass, and machete here, mainly because he comes from a line of explorers. He has two pistols, that he can dual wield because he is ambidextrous, though obviously without much accuracy, and a hunting rifle. He has a set of regular Traveler gear, which I can list out if necessary. He has a Hiking Pack to carry it all in, other then the guns, which he keeps on his person.

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: James is well-intended! but more often then not unwittingly causes bad stuff to happen wherever he goes. This has earned the nickname 'Jynx.' He will side with whichever side he thinks is right, though in certain circumstances it might be better to have him on the opposing team. Interestingly, he wants to talk to this 'Most Wanted' man before he kills him.
Height/Weight: He is 5'7'', and very concours about his height. He is 178 pounds.
Former Occupation: N/A, he only recently arrived, and back on Earth did little beside hang out with his friends.
Theme: No theme for him.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Adventures, Money, Money, more money, and Good Jokes.
Dislikes: Alcohol, Dishonesty, Bad Jokes.
Handicaps: James is more then a little Naive, having a total lack of experience or good judgement in Bounty Hunting in general. He is extremely gullible, willing to give the benefit of the doubt to anybody the first time around. He has a bad reputation among the four colonies for having bad luck and bringing bad luck to those around him. He is entirely without manners and doesn't understand customs on Frontier.
Short Bio: WIP. My IPad is almost out of power, so I can't write it right now.
RP Example: Mm, well, I think I know you, but just in case: Lost Requiem, Infinite a Justice, Solarian Imperium, Our Place Among the Stars.


Penguinia-Tempor
Name: Benjamin "Ben" Anderson
Age: 24
Appearance: Like this, but without the glasses, suit, and champagne.
Gender: Male
Origin: Good ol' USA, Earth. Came to Frontier as an oil worker...but all of the oil already ran out.
Transportation: Ben prefers to use a dune buggy, similar to this (but with desert camo)
Gear: Wears a standard outfit of a Frontier person, but with a ragged bandanna over his face and a large, floppy bush hat. Also carries a machete and a modified, sawn-off lever action shotgun.
All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good
Height/Weight: N/A
Former Occupation: N/A
Theme: N/A
Likes/Dislikes: Likes kittens. Hates sand in his clothes.
Handicaps: Navigation, shooting, killing, and a general lack of experience. His only strength is his enthusiasm.
Short Bio: Born in the USA, Ben came to Frontier to get a job as an oil worker. All of the jobs were gone by the time he got there, so he worked odd jobs and whatnot until he heard that this guy had a massive bounty on his head. At that time, Ben was running out of money and options. He supposed that this was his best option to get at least some money, so he decided to become a bounty hunter. Armed with only a shotgun and his enthusiasm, he "rented" a dune buggy and set off to hunt this man.
RP Example: The Anime RP

Altito Asmoro
Name: Kyle Vannis
Age: 38
Appearance: Kellan Lutz
Gender: Male
Origin: New Madrid
Transportation: Black BMW R27
Gear: Black jacket with grey hood, black jeans, leather belt, grey shoes, black glasses, a pistol and a shotgun at the left side of his motorcycle.

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Height/Weight: 189 cm/78 kg

Former Occupation: Officer for New Madrid Law Enforcement

Theme: Born To Be Wild

Likes/Dislikes:

Likes: Sleeping, Riding his motorcycle, and saving innocent lives while at the same time breaking laws and rules.
Dislikes: Bad guys, traitors, and saving/unable to save innocent lives while at the same time unable to break the laws and rules.

Handicaps: Inability to swim and he is easily lost without directions.

Short Bio: His parents are a group of skilled immigrants from Earth who arrived in New Madrid, but once arrived turned into the life of banditry as the workplace for Oil had already too many workers and therefore can't accept them no matter how skilled they are. Kyle grew up in a place with no lakes and watering holes existed only for water needs, not for swimming, so he's unable to swim by the time he's adult. When he was adult, he started worked at the New Madrid Law Enforcement while his parents did whatever needed to survived.

One day, there was an accident following the battle with the bandits coming into the New Madrid. He was separated from his parents and soon he found himself alone without other officers and no bandits left to be killed. At the same time, New Madrid Law Enforcement enforced a strict border security and he found himself unable to enter New Madrid. Left with no choice but to wander to the world of Frontier, he changed his uniform with one of the dead bandit's uniform and took his motorcycle, and then he wandered the world of Frontier, eventually arrived at New Berlin with some reputation as a known bounty hunter with a knack of directionless.
RP Example: http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic ... #p22141396


TriStates
Name: Dr. Wilhelm Stalhsünde| Alias: "Scissorhands" ; Scherenhänden ; Jiǎndāo shǒu ; El Verdugo
Age: Chronological - 120 | Physical - 45
Appearance:



Gender: Male
Origin: Dusseldorf|Germany|Earth
Transportation:

I.G. Farben 540K Spezialroadster
Image


Gear:
Overview
Default - Custom metallic full-head enviro-mask. Charcoal-black high peaked cap with a platinum metallic crest in the middle. Light-grey button greatcoat covering a white button dress shirt, Crimson-red tie and button-vest, and black suspenders. Matching Light-grey dress trousers, black Sam Browne holster belt and cavalry boots.
Alternate - Custom metallic full-head enviro-mask, Navy blue kevlar jumpsuit, and gilded titanium armor breast-plate, and body greaves
-Dual-wield Model 66 Assault Cutlass's
-J.S. Harlow Splatterhouse


All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil
Height/Weight: 6' 3"|190lbs
Former Occupation: Will Add
Theme: Will Add
Likes/Dislikes: Will Add
Handicaps: Will Add
Short Bio:
Wilhelm is patient, polite and even charming in manner. He has a flair for the dramatic, and an eccentricty that could be attractive. In addition, he is of cunning apathetic intellect, which guides his ruthless and desensytized actions in the past and present. Naturally a quiet person, he's not one for small talk, idle speculation, or vulgarity. Unlike his partner, Wilhelm, he has a long fuse for frustration and is slow to anger. But when it does eventually go off, its unhealthy to be the focus of his rage. A mixture of glass-half full optimisim and glass-half empty realism, he prescribes the necessary additude according to what the current situation dictates. He balances out Raven's personality in the partnership.

RP Example: You know my work :p




Name:Raven Tadashi| Alias: "Two-Seconds"; Zwei Sekunden; Liǎng Miǎo Zhōng; Dos Segundos
Age: Chronological - 25 | Physical - 25
Appearance:

Raven is a fairly tall Chinese-American in her mid-20s. She has a slightly tan skin complexion, hazel eyes, and natural black hair that she dyes a dark plum purple. She sports a well-toned and lightly muscular build, a testament to the years of working the hard and fast life of a bounty hunter.



Gender: Female
Origin: New Washington|The Frontier
Transportation:
Columbia Commando Special
(Image)


Gear:
Overview
Default -Black, leather fingerless gloves. Plain black tank-top shirt with with daisy-duke shorts and steel toe combat boots brown leather double holster shoulder rig
Alternativly -Wears a opened brown, fleece jacket with a thin black long-sleeved sweater, and black yoga pants all worn over a horizontally striped, belt buckled down skirt, and brown leather cowgirl boots.
-Sycorax Prime Personal Armor
-N.O.M.A.D. Handcannon Akimbo
-Mk 41 Gyrojet .51 BMG Rifle


All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil
Height/Weight: 6'1"| 156lbs
Former Occupation: Will Add
Theme: Will Add
Likes/Dislikes: Will Add
Handicaps: Will Add
Short Bio:
Raven is very competitive, sarcastic, battle hardened, battle hungry, loud, psychotically humored, rude, easily-bored, and extremely ill-tempered. She is undiplomatic, believing in the use of brute force and coercion to get her way. In contrast to this, she can be quite caring and protective of the things she attacts herself to. Though they are few and far between. She is also a heavy smoker and drinker, and is is the most blunt, and foul-mouthed between the two.

She is a merciless killer without a conscience who will shoot at the slightest provocation, including unarmed civilians. She takes maniacal glee in killing anyone she fights, whether its on the job or just for fun, and shows no remorese to those she considers enemies. Whilst appearing to be driven by general bloodlust, she is subconsciously using violence as a dysfunctional coping mechanism and outlet for her deeply repressed emotional and psychological issues.

She has a volatile attitude towards Stalhsünde, her partner, who is the complete opposite of herself in personality. Together, they run a self-declared bounty hunter company dubbed Lucky Strike. Privately, she has the utmost respect for Wilhelm, though that has not stopped her from being visibly hostile towards him, having nearly murdered him on three occasions and threatened death on him countless times. While she would never admit it, the Doctor acts as a balance for herself, as much as she acts as his counter.

RP Example: You know my work :p

Congreveopia
Name: Aaron K. Rider
Age: 26
Appearance: Link He will typically be wearing a shirt, and a belt, though. You know, risk of sunburns and all that.
Gender: Male
Origin: Offworld
Transportation: Old Well Maintenance Mech. The original mech design is meant for entirely manual operation, but he’s reconfigured it to follow simple commands.
Gear:

    Typically wearing a T-shirt, cargo pants, and sunglasses. Wears a baseball cap when it's especially sunny out. Wears a tool belt when not piloting the mech.

Inside his mech:

    -Fairly extensive toolkit and store of spare parts
    -Small stores of food and water
    -Two changes of clothes, a jacket and a backpack
    -First aid/survival kit that was built into the mech about thirty years ago

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Neutral (he just wants to get off Fronteer)
Height/Weight: 5’ 11” / 165 lbs
Former Occupation: Mechanic/Engineer
Likes/Dislikes: Loves his mech. Dislikes Fronteer, and subsequently he has a slight disdain for its inhabitants too. Enjoys working as a mechanic, but he feels that he could be earning much more if he could get off such a poor planet.
Handicaps: Never trained for combat, so he’s not great at it. He typically intimidates with the mech rather than fighting personally.
Short Bio: Born into a middle class family, and had a fairly normal childhood until both of his parents died halfway through high school. The government of his homeworld paid for him through high school, but then he had to go off and find his own job. He worked as a mechanic for a while, repairing the robots in a factory, which he thought was utterly boring, then bought a one-way ticket to Fronteer for next to nothing, expecting it to be an exciting world with plenty of opportunity for a mechanic to make a living keeping all the equipment running even if most of the oil wells had shut down. He failed to consider just how poor the planet was, and ended up just eking out a living doing every vaguely repair related job that came his way. For two years, he worked to restore an old mech he found to operational condition between jobs, and now travels around, mainly selling the mech’s strength and his engineering talent between cities.
RP Example: I think you might have a slight memory of me.


Aldebourne wrote:Name: Dr. Eugene Cooper
Age: 40
Appearance: A hawkish man who looks older than he is. His hair is greying and thinned, his build is slight and average, not the figure of an outside man. His eyes are a glinting, common brown, and can see next to nothing without the aid of his glasses.
Gender: Male
Origin: United States, Earth, more recently from New Madrid
Transportation: Blackcoat 980
Gear:
-A simple duster ($250)
-A slouch hat ($175)
-2 bandoleers ($96 each)
-A Mare's Leg Winchester Rifle, Frontier Series ($1000)
-A Beretta M9, Frontier series ($800)
-Ammunition, several boxes worth ($300)
-A shit eating grin (Priceless)

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Height/Weight: 5'10" and 140 pounds
Former Occupation: Doctor/Physician
Theme: Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Red Right Hand

Esalonia
Name: Jehiel Lyre Lauzon Malan
Age: 19
Appearance: The very best I can do. Sorry, no photo.
Jehiel Lyre Lauzon Malan
Gender: Male
Origin: New Berlin
Transportation:
A black racing motorcycle

Gear:
-A Glock-18 with a 33-round magazine. He also carries a couple spare mags, and smoke grenades.
-A black hoodie, plus navy blue jeans
-2 machetes
-half-finger hard-knuckle kevlar gloves

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Neutral. Killer-for-hire.
Height/Weight: 5"10/70 kilograms
Former Occupation: Well, I'm not over 30 years of age, but I work as a killer-for-hire right now.
Theme: "Wretches and Kings" by Linkin Park
Likes/Dislikes: Likes guns, women, beers. Dislikes drugs, and slacking off.
Handicaps: Stand-off fighter who likes to takes his enemies out from a distance and sucks at close-range
Short Bio: (None)
RP Example: Great Esalonian War


United Territories of the Dragon
Name: Jackson Margor
Age: 32
Appearance: An old Frontier defense soldier. His uniform consists of riot armor, an oxygen tank and a light brown trenchcoat.
http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/fallout/images/4/41/NCRVeteranRanger.png/revision/latest?cb=20110926224123
Gender: Male
Origin: United States, Earth, fresh out of New Washington to New Berlin
Transportation: A 2188 Hi-Speed JetGrinder Dune Buggy
http://cdn.freebie3d.com/models/2/r/runner-vehicles-borderlands/preview.jpg
(I'm also bad at forum formatting :?)
Gear:
  1. 1x Riot Armor($1000)
  2. 1x Riot Helmet and gas mask w/ Nightvision settings($400)
  3. 1x AI AWM .338 Lapua Magnum Sniper Rifle and a 7x scope($900)
  4. 5x 5 round magazines and .338 rounds for AWM
  5. 1x OTs-33 Pernach, 9x18mm
    http://www.imfdb.org/images/thumb/c/c7/OTs-33_automatic_pistol.jpg/400px-OTs-33_automatic_pistol.jpg
  6. 4x 18 round magazines and rounds of Pernach
  7. 1x Oxygen Tank($200)
  8. 1x re-useable canteen($20)
  9. 1x 7 inch combat knife($120)
  10. 1x 5 inch survival knife($70)
  11. 1x re-useable Water filter($40)
  12. 1x Trenchcoat($80)
  13. 1x Cargo sled for Transportation($400)

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good
Height/Weight: 6'2" and 170 pounds
Former Occupation: US Military veteran, currently a Frontier defense guard
Theme: The Heavy - Short Change Hero
Likes: Fame, Order, Justice, and Vengeance(of a varying degree)
Dislikes; Injustice and wrong-doing
Flaws: Still slightly scarred from his service in the military.
Bio:
"I only really enlisted so I could see the outer reaches of space. I wish I could've stayed with my family back home, 'cause now I'm stuck on this rock, was is it called again? I think it's called the fron-tier? Frontier? Huh, I've been here for WAY too long, something like 7 years to be too busy to count really. I have heard of this planet's story from the locals in New Berlin, so I know a few things about this... this... wasteland. Well, things here in New Washington are kinda new to me. It was a little bit more lively when I was stationed at New Madrid for 5 years. I mean, the occasional traveler comes by here and that's about it. Well, that about sums me up. I do long for the day I could go back home, but sadly for me, that's not gonna happen soon enough."


Isle of Lithonia

Name: Jasmine Lockheart
Age: Let's go with 25
Appearance: Cyberpunk goth, because I can.
Gender: Well, she's a laday.
Origin: New Berlin
Transportation: Three-Wheeler
Gear: Well, she's got her variety of cyberpunk clothing (primarily brightly neon-colored), a .357 magnum revolver, 9mm assault rifle, knife, integrate computer technology with AR capabilites (built into her goggles, wrist-pad, and random parts of her clothing), a small medkit (essential), sidebag, lots of dehydrated foodshtuffs, a water canteen, and lotsa ammo for her guns.

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: chaotic neutral to true neutral
Height/Weight: 5' 9", 153 lbs.
Former Occupation: Professional hacker
Theme: Ultrasonic by Mark Petrie
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes: open-source technology, info-anarchism, anarcho-capitalism, computers, hacking, fluffy bunnies, neon colors, moneymoneymoneymoney, really cute men and women...

Dislikes: the State, intellectual property, mega-corporations, authority figures, traditional moralism.

Handicaps: Although she is well-trained in all forms of combat, her primary method is through cyber-attacks. And when she is doing this, most of her attention is diverted to her AR, leaving her vulnerable to physical combat. Which, little kiddos, is why she doesn't work alone.

Short Bio: I swear to god I hate bios...

Well, she was the child of immigrants from Earth, particularly from an Irish section of Old New York. Blah blah blah...

Skip ahead a few years, and her parents weren't doing so hot in the old fields. Of course, nobody was doing hot, so this was no surprise. However, their relative poverty didn't keep the teenaged Jasmine from doing exactly as she wished: working with computers and AR equipment. In a few years, her tinkering had expanded into insanely professional (and illegal) modding of several high-end computers and software, and she had even began hacking into the databases of small companies for the fun of it.

A certain group of info-anarchist hackers found her, and seeing her abilities, recruited her into their ranks. Now things became serious (and seriously lucrative). Jasmine hacked into several large companies' databases, selling off their darkest secrets to anonymous buyers for big bucks. She had even hacked into the Regional Police Service's database, and made even bigger bucks selling those off (of course, all her money went to buying and enhancing her computer and AR technology). The RPS put out a massive bounty on her head, but not knowing who she was, they gave her the name, "The Loli-Hacker" for the virus she once left on their mainframe, which turned all their main computer screens randomly display pictures of a dancing girl.

In her twenty-first year, she was approached by a team of bounty hunters who wanted to hire out her services. They had no idea about her capabilities as a hacker, nor the bounty that was on her head. However, they did know about her ability to modify computer systems and create powerful firewalls and tracking equipment. Apparently, they wanted her to upgrade their team's cyber equipment for various reasons, primarily to enhance their abilities to withstand cyber-attacks.

As she was at their base modding their equipment, she came across a file on their group's primary computer. This file was a basic rundown on an internet hacker with whom there was a decent bounty. The team had given up searching for him the year previous, since he'd manage to evade all attempts at tracking. Since her work was finished for the day, and she was extremely bored, the Loli-Hacker got to work tracking the bastard down. It didn't take long, and she had tracked the man (whose real name was Johnny Smithy) down and hacked into his PC. She somewhat lazily reported all this to the team's leader, and the team headed out and took the fugitive down. Amazed by her capabilities, they hired her onto their team as a professional tracker, hacker, and general techie.

Now here she is four years later, having become relatively infamous for her tech-related capabilities. Hell, she's even become a decent bounty hunter in her own right, having personally taken down several cyber-criminals and drug kingpins. And now she's working alongside her favorite (but lazy as fuck) colleague Maiso, tasked with hunting down a new fugitive from "justice" (which she honestly doesn't care for justice, since that means "the State". But everyone likes money, right?).

RP Example: ...Fuck it, I can't think of anything. :P

Sindrya
Name: Rahman Al-Sindri
Age: 23
Appearance: [http://bit.ly/158vXgH]Rahman[/http://bit.ly/158vXgH] (Sorry, I only got Innawoods to create my character. Yes, that's a keffiyeh he's wearing.)
Gender: Male
Origin: New Berlin
Transportation: [http://www.timcamerondesign.com.au/TCDGraphics/DesertBike2.jpg]This[/http://www.timcamerondesign.com.au/TCDGraphics/DesertBike2.jpg]
Gear:
[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Istiglal_Anti-Material_Rifle]Istiglal Anti-Material Rifle, stolen from a dead soldier whom he found lying in the desert outside New Berlin[/http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Istiglal_Anti-Material_Rifle]
Flak jacket
Ruger Mark II .22LR
Makeshift knife
Spare rounds
Desert goggles
Spray cans, combined with lighter
Canteen
Foods
Some medkits
Claymore mine & Bouncing Betties
Sleeping bag
Others are pretty obvious, just look at the appearance pic.

Moral Alignment: True Neutral-Doesn't sides on anyone, only work to help himself.
Height/Weight: 170/125
Former Occupation: Odd-jobber.
Theme: Bon Jovi - Blaze of Glory
Likes/Dislikes:
-Likes: Moneys, cool rides, and sugary stuffs.
-Dislikes: People who depends too much on him, strangers, scorpions, and dubstep.
Handicaps: He has a diabetes, which makes it complex to his sweet-toothed attitude.
Short Bio: Comes from Sindria, a small Middle Eastern nation with his parents. Not much is known about his early life, aside of the fact that his parents were killed by a bunch of rogues when they had just been staying on the 'desert planet' for a month. After that, he works as an odd-jobber for living. It is unknown why he always seemed to be a 'man on the run'.
RP Example: None


Imperial--japan
Name: Mirna Darnett
Age: 23
Appearance: How friendly (ignore the animalistic features)
Gender: Female
Origin: Montgomery, Alabama, USA.
Transportation: How suave.
Gear:
Second Generation Colt Single Action (Holstered to her side and clearly visible)
[x 24 rounds of ammunition carried in a hip pouch.]
[x 2 belts to attach the few items she carries around]
Holstered to her lower back
- As for clothing, what you see is what you get.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height/Weight: 5'7 ft
Former Occupation: Prospector
Theme: Guns & Roses
Likes:
  • The freedom of choice.
  • Those who live only for themselves.
  • Free drinks.
  • Free food.
  • Other free stuff.
  • The word 'Free'.

Dislikes:
  • Paying for stuff.
  • Loyalty
  • The law.
  • The concept of government.
  • Encroaching society

Handicaps:
  • Bad at handling people and has a tendency to 'shoot first ask questions later'.
  • Not the brightest individual. Below average intelligence.
  • Kleptomaniac

Short Bio: Mirna was one of many hopefuls that came to the frontier in search of individual fortune. Being part of a group of prospectors, she immediately set out to look for mineral deposits upon arriving. For weeks, the expedition had no luck in finding a suitable deposit to make their fortune, and instead became trapped when a cave collapse left the group on the wrong side of the rubble. For a substantial amount of time, the group attempted to dig their way out. Unaware of how long they would be trapped, Mirna murdered her fellow prospectors in a desperate and hesitant resort to cannibalism. With enough food to last, she eventually managed to make a hole wide enough slip through. With no way to explain the loss of her companions, she abandoned her mission, and instead became a drifter.

As a drifter, she was sometimes labeled as a bandit, and other times as a 'loon'. Her appreciation for shiny objects is evident in her attempts to steal silverware from local bars, and pinch pennies out of the desert. On an average day, she could be found hanging around a dark alley, waiting for any bounties to turn up or for some unsuspecting wise guy to wander by.
RP Example: No.
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The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

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Postby Padnak » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:20 pm

CO-OP IN THE HOU$E
"มีใบมีดคมและจิตใจที่คมชัด!"
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San-Silvacian: Aug 11, 2011-Mar 20, 2015
Inquilabstan wrote:It is official now. Padnak is really Cobra Commander.

Bezombia wrote:It was about this time that Padnak slowly realized that the thread he thought was about gaming was, in fact, an eight story tall crustacean from the protozoic era.

Husseinarti wrote:Powered Borscht.

Because cosmonauts should never think that even in the depths of space they are free from the Soviet Union.

The Kievan People wrote:As usual, this is Padnak's fault, but we need to move on.

Immoren wrote:Again we've sexual tension that can be cut with a bowie.

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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:21 pm

Padnak wrote:CO-OP IN THE HOU$E

YO YO YO FO SHIZZLE

Y'ALL HYPED?
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


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Postby New Jordslag » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:22 pm

Tag.
My favorite games are the Pokemon Games. Shoot me a TG if you want to talk about them.
Don't worry! It's all just a tall tale, okay?
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Postby Padnak » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:22 pm

Vancon wrote:
Padnak wrote:CO-OP IN THE HOU$E

YO YO YO FO SHIZZLE

Y'ALL HYPED?


SO MUCH HYPE
"มีใบมีดคมและจิตใจที่คมชัด!"
Have a sharp blade, and a sharper mind!
Need weapons for dubious purposes? Buy Padarm today!
San-Silvacian: Aug 11, 2011-Mar 20, 2015
Inquilabstan wrote:It is official now. Padnak is really Cobra Commander.

Bezombia wrote:It was about this time that Padnak slowly realized that the thread he thought was about gaming was, in fact, an eight story tall crustacean from the protozoic era.

Husseinarti wrote:Powered Borscht.

Because cosmonauts should never think that even in the depths of space they are free from the Soviet Union.

The Kievan People wrote:As usual, this is Padnak's fault, but we need to move on.

Immoren wrote:Again we've sexual tension that can be cut with a bowie.

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Postby Abrahammia » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:23 pm

Double tag

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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:23 pm

Can we get a triple?
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


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Postby Cylarn » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:26 pm

Interesting concept. Sounds like PostPoc.
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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:27 pm

Cylarn wrote:Interesting concept. Sounds like PostPoc.

Post-Apocalyptic? Not entirely, but soon to be if shit goes even more south then it is already.
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


U18 2nd Cutest NS'er 2015
Best Role Play - Science Fiction 2015: Athena Program

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Postby Cylarn » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:29 pm

Vancon wrote:
Cylarn wrote:Interesting concept. Sounds like PostPoc.

Post-Apocalyptic? Not entirely, but soon to be if shit goes even more south then it is already.


I was referring to am past RP that I participated in, about treasure hunters on a lawless planet.
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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:31 pm

Cylarn wrote:
Vancon wrote:Post-Apocalyptic? Not entirely, but soon to be if shit goes even more south then it is already.


I was referring to am past RP that I participated in, about treasure hunters on a lawless planet.

No, I haven't heard of that. Is it a good thing that this sounds similar?
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


U18 2nd Cutest NS'er 2015
Best Role Play - Science Fiction 2015: Athena Program

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Postby Cylarn » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:32 pm

Vancon wrote:
Cylarn wrote:
I was referring to am past RP that I participated in, about treasure hunters on a lawless planet.

No, I haven't heard of that. Is it a good thing that this sounds similar?


It's not wholly similar that it is a complete ripoff. Just a few similarities, which is not a problem in the slightest.
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Postby Prusslandia » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:33 pm

Why not. I'll join. Expect a well dressed gentleman soon.
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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:35 pm

Prusslandia wrote:Why not. I'll join. Expect a well dressed gentleman soon.

Yay!
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


U18 2nd Cutest NS'er 2015
Best Role Play - Science Fiction 2015: Athena Program

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Postby Prusslandia » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:37 pm

Vancon wrote:
Prusslandia wrote:Why not. I'll join. Expect a well dressed gentleman soon.

Yay!

And he will be a ginger, because RED POWER !
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Postby Vancon » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:39 pm

Prusslandia wrote:
Vancon wrote:Yay!

And he will be a ginger, because RED POWER !

You sir have good taste.
Mike the Progressive wrote:You know I don't say this often, but this guy... he gets it. Like everything. As in he gets life.

Imperializt Russia wrote:
The balkens wrote:Please tell me that condoms and Hazelnut spread are NOT on the same table.

Well what the fuck do you use for lube?

Krazakistan wrote:How have you not died after being exposed to that much shit on a monthly basis?
Rupudska wrote:I avoid NSG like one would avoid ISIS-occupied Syria.
Alimeria- wrote:I'll go to sleep when I want to, not when some cheese-eating surrender monkey tells me to.

Which just so happens to be within the next half-hour

Shyluz wrote:Van, Sci-fi Generallisimo


U18 2nd Cutest NS'er 2015
Best Role Play - Science Fiction 2015: Athena Program

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Postby Cylarn » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:41 pm

Name: Malcolm "Malc" Sinclair.
Age: 40.
Appearance: (A url link would be preferred, but whatever works. You can describe instead if you want)
Gender: Male.
Origin: Earth (Specifically, North Carolina)
Transportation: (We will have chases, and you'll need a ride to participate)
Gear: (What you character is wearing)

All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Neutral.
Height/Weight: (Obvious)
Former Occupation: Ex-RPS Detective, though he also had military experience on Earth.
Theme: (Obvious)
Likes/Dislikes: (Obvious)
Handicaps: (What they're bad at)
Short Bio: (Just a little one)
RP Example: (If none, just write something. If Pad or I know you, you don't need one.)


Expect it finished sometime tomorrow.
Last edited by Cylarn on Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:51 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Postby Padnak » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:47 pm

Name: Hugo Scutt
Age: 29
Appearance: Beautiful
Gender:Male
Origin: Earth
Transportation: Customized Sunbreaker 2190
(Future not:1973 Ford Falcon Pursuit Special)
Gear:
  • Mid range suit
  • Real desert hog leather shoes
  • Fake Rolex watch
  • Collapsing knife
  • reproduction Webley-Fosbery Automatic Revolver
  • Belt holster
  • Multi-tool
  • 2 shot derringer


All beneath this point is optional.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height/Weight: Six feet two inches tall, 210 pounds
Former Occupation: N/A, works as a private eye
Theme: Down The Road - C2C
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes: Living for the thrill of life (doing things that seem interesting/fun without regard for the long term consequences), upsetting the balance of power and natural order of things, learning about new things, mechanics, Quentin Tarantino movies, fist fighting, people (doesn't like people per-say, finds they incredibly interesting)
Dislikes: When people take advantage of other people, the government
Handicaps: Slightly unhinged, doesn't really fallow societies moral compass,
Short Bio: N/A
RP Example: I'm Pad.
Last edited by Padnak on Mon Jan 12, 2015 6:07 pm, edited 3 times in total.
"มีใบมีดคมและจิตใจที่คมชัด!"
Have a sharp blade, and a sharper mind!
Need weapons for dubious purposes? Buy Padarm today!
San-Silvacian: Aug 11, 2011-Mar 20, 2015
Inquilabstan wrote:It is official now. Padnak is really Cobra Commander.

Bezombia wrote:It was about this time that Padnak slowly realized that the thread he thought was about gaming was, in fact, an eight story tall crustacean from the protozoic era.

Husseinarti wrote:Powered Borscht.

Because cosmonauts should never think that even in the depths of space they are free from the Soviet Union.

The Kievan People wrote:As usual, this is Padnak's fault, but we need to move on.

Immoren wrote:Again we've sexual tension that can be cut with a bowie.

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Postby Aldebourne » Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:56 pm

Tag
"Sir! Permission to call this squad Black Squad, sir!"

"Denied. We already have fifteen Black Squads, twelve Dark Squads, four Raven Squads, three Midnight Squads, one Sable Squad, one Ebony Squad and one," she glanced at a sheet of paper, "Pink Squad. Yes...we're all a little worried about Pink Squad."

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Postby Padnak » Sun Jan 11, 2015 7:06 pm

All these tags
"มีใบมีดคมและจิตใจที่คมชัด!"
Have a sharp blade, and a sharper mind!
Need weapons for dubious purposes? Buy Padarm today!
San-Silvacian: Aug 11, 2011-Mar 20, 2015
Inquilabstan wrote:It is official now. Padnak is really Cobra Commander.

Bezombia wrote:It was about this time that Padnak slowly realized that the thread he thought was about gaming was, in fact, an eight story tall crustacean from the protozoic era.

Husseinarti wrote:Powered Borscht.

Because cosmonauts should never think that even in the depths of space they are free from the Soviet Union.

The Kievan People wrote:As usual, this is Padnak's fault, but we need to move on.

Immoren wrote:Again we've sexual tension that can be cut with a bowie.

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Postby New Jordslag » Sun Jan 11, 2015 7:07 pm

How many here read all the way through Trigun?
My favorite games are the Pokemon Games. Shoot me a TG if you want to talk about them.
Don't worry! It's all just a tall tale, okay?
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New Jordslag wrote:Then we can have another New York. No such thing as too many New Yorks.


And somewhere in New York, Big Jim P gets a cold shudder down his spine.

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Postby Padnak » Sun Jan 11, 2015 7:09 pm

New Jordslag wrote:How many here read all the way through Trigun?


going to watch it some day
"มีใบมีดคมและจิตใจที่คมชัด!"
Have a sharp blade, and a sharper mind!
Need weapons for dubious purposes? Buy Padarm today!
San-Silvacian: Aug 11, 2011-Mar 20, 2015
Inquilabstan wrote:It is official now. Padnak is really Cobra Commander.

Bezombia wrote:It was about this time that Padnak slowly realized that the thread he thought was about gaming was, in fact, an eight story tall crustacean from the protozoic era.

Husseinarti wrote:Powered Borscht.

Because cosmonauts should never think that even in the depths of space they are free from the Soviet Union.

The Kievan People wrote:As usual, this is Padnak's fault, but we need to move on.

Immoren wrote:Again we've sexual tension that can be cut with a bowie.

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Postby Treko » Sun Jan 11, 2015 7:10 pm

My conscience says no, but I say yes.

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Postby The Templar High Council » Sun Jan 11, 2015 7:12 pm

This is it?

Gonna be a space cowboy.
They call me Temp. If I take too long to respond, just TG me. Or TG me whenever, I'm online 90% of the time.
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