NO MAN's LAND: A Survival RP (OOC/ENDED)

[New Grestin]

Roger that. Now, I just need to think of a good title for this "Skeever" gentleman.

Skeever the Terrible?

Hm. No. I'm thinking he'd be Emperor Bill's right hand man, the motorcycle helmet guy, I just need a really good title.

Skeever the Destroyer? Skeever the Obliterator? Skeever the Great?

Fuck, this is harder than I thought.

Names and titles are never easy.

I mean, Emperor Bill was easy enough, but that's meant to be funny.

This is just a pain in the ass.

I am glad, though, that the giant mutated Reaver they use in Coors is called the Rancor. I like the idea of the reference being completely lost on most folks IC-wise.

[Beiarusia]

Names and titles are never easy.

I mean, Emperor Bill was easy enough, but that's meant to be funny.

This is just a pain in the ass.

I am glad, though, that the giant mutated Reaver they use in Coors is called the Rancor. I like the idea of the reference being completely lost on most folks IC-wise.

That is kind of nice. Is it a Stalker by chance or something yet discovered? And yeah, I feel Skeever should be a bit more threatening so as to counter-balance Bill.

Also I think it's clear which theme won. Aw, Anadel lost. Oh well. I'll take care of that later.

[New Grestin]

I mean, Emperor Bill was easy enough, but that's meant to be funny.

This is just a pain in the ass.

I am glad, though, that the giant mutated Reaver they use in Coors is called the Rancor. I like the idea of the reference being completely lost on most folks IC-wise.

That is kind of nice. Is it a Stalker by chance or something yet discovered? And yeah, I feel Skeever should be a bit more threatening so as to counter-balance Bill.

Also I think it's clear which theme won. Aw, Anadel lost. Oh well. I'll take care of that later.

Yus. I'm thinking the Rancor is probably a heavily mutated brute.

[Beiarusia]

That is kind of nice. Is it a Stalker by chance or something yet discovered? And yeah, I feel Skeever should be a bit more threatening so as to counter-balance Bill.

Also I think it's clear which theme won. Aw, Anadel lost. Oh well. I'll take care of that later.

Yus. I'm thinking the Rancor is probably a heavily mutated brute.

Way to rub it in. I can only imagine that thing getting lose. Also we need to make sure that things are happening to everyone, not just the main group should one form. We can discuss details over TG so as to keep any plots on the down low, but I don't want to forget about the others like what happened in Outbreak. They may well go off on their own and cause shenanigans elsewhere. Just something to keep in mind.

[New Grestin]

Yus. I'm thinking the Rancor is probably a heavily mutated brute.

Way to rub it in. I can only imagine that thing getting lose. Also we need to make sure that things are happening to everyone, not just the main group should one form. We can discuss details over TG so as to keep any plots on the down low, but I don't want to forget about the others like what happened in Outbreak. They may well go off on their own and cause shenanigans elsewhere. Just something to keep in mind.

Sure, shoot me a TG.

[The Vekta-Helghast Empire]

Someone mind letting me know where people are / what settlements there are at the moment? Working on my application now, just wondering where'd be best to start.

[The Wolven League]

Someone mind letting me know where people are / what settlements there are at the moment? Working on my application now, just wondering where'd be best to start.

Aspen.

[Aelex]

Someone looking for a seasoned mercenary to accompany them to Denver?

[Mizrad]

Sorry if this isn't that good. I haven't done a P2TM roleplay in a while so I hope this will suffice.


Name: Matthew John Harlowe [Usually just Matt or Harley]
Nation Name: The Democratic Republic of Mizrad
Birthplace: Boston, Massachusetts
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Age: 45
Pic/Description:

Matt stands at just about six feet and weighs in at around one hundred and eighty five pounds, leaning towards the muscular side. He's got two large scars running vertically down his back and one running horizontally above his left ear. Due to not having focused on hygiene in quite a bit he's grown in a small beard and his hair is a bit scruffy.

Occupation: Former United States/Remnants Marine infantry. Currently drifts from place to place scrounging up what work he can or acting as a vigilante with the skill set he had developed over his years in the service.

Immunity: None. The fact Matt cannot withstand the virus is his achilles heel.

(OPTIONAL)

Personality: Inhumanly loyal yet also cynical and pessimistic. Matt prefers the term "realist". His humor is generally dark or sarcastic. Despite this he can't bring himself to hate people and goes out of his way to help others. He will never admit it but his once happy and outgoing soul drove him to do everyhting he could to help those less fortunate than himself. The reason he continues to aid people -Even if he has yet to realize it- is because of the fact it's all he has left from his old life.

Skills: Extremely good fighter. Whether it's with a gun, knife, hatchet, brick or his bare hands he'll kill you or take you with him. Due to having no immunities to the virus he has had to force himself to be the best warrior he can be while also having learned to avoid most conflict. Matt is very perceptive, clever and quick thinking. After years of having to watch over himself and pick up the slack for his wife and father he has become above average when it comes to motor skills and talking to others. Although now that those he loved are gone he has closed himself off to the rest of the world and albeit holding on his skill set he's become cold to those who try and get through to him nullifying most of his social skills.

Likes: People with ideals similar to his own, the (former) United States of America, his few and mostly late friends, alcohol, fishing, gambling, excersize and doing things with his hands.

Dislikes: Anyone who doesn't stay true to their word or use their certain "skill set" in a way that's beneficial to the world, selfish people, liars, tobacco, the weak (ironically), holds a deep hatred against Atlas and plenty of other things.

Fears: Losing those he held close before the outbreak. However now that both his wife and father are gone the few friends he has left are sprawled across the country; whereabouts unknown. Thus he no longer values his own life. However deep down he still wants to live and provides himself with a reason to do so by attempting to help other survivors. "Harley" knows that if he can't find a reason to go on he'll most likely spiral into depression once again.

Bio: Born in Boston, Massachusetts eighteen years before the outbreak Matthew James Harlowe had always been a fighter. Having grown up in a middle class area of the city with only his father things were never easy for the Harlowes. Juliette and Garret, Matt's mother and brother were both killed in a car accident when he was only five. Shaken up yet not broken Matt's father James began to adjust to his new life through spending more and more time at work while Matt spent his practicing anything that involved his body. Boxing? Check. Football? Check. Carpentry? Check. As age set in on James and he could no longer be out in the field as a detective he settled in at home and worked as a mechanic. Meanwhile Matt reached his teenage years. Doing above average yet not amazing in school, anything in a B- to B+ range would be his usual. He even managed to save up a good deal of money and find himself a wonderful girl. Yet college wasn't in his sights. The United States Marine Corps was.

As his father had many years ago, Matt enlisted with the USMC and was rushed through training. Almost immediately after completing basic and SOI he was rushed off to help contain the virus. The majority of his fellow Marines perished in their seemingly futile attempts and when all but four of his platoon had fallen to the infection they decided to go their seperate ways and meet once again . Private Alfonso Garcia went east to try and regroup with anybody from the fractured American government. Sergeant Connor Wayne and Private Aiyden DeRoyce went south upon hearing of Texas offering safety. All the while Harley went straight home to find his father and soon to be wife holed up in their house nearing death. Deciding that staying within the city would be their best chance at survival Matt returned to the Remnants and served with them until Boston fell. Having found out that Alfonso had decided to also return to the Remnants the two made contact through what communications systems were left behind by the government. While Garcia decided to hide out just outside of Richmond and planned on staying there Matt took his family and went west to see if the other end of the country had suffered a similar fate. On his way Harley's wife was killed by bandits leaving James and Matt the last Harlowes. Fortunately enough James, unbeknownst to even himself for a good deal of time, was a "gifted" infected nearly rendering his old age void. Unfortunately this left the pair shunned by most communities and Matthew did not get the gene and wound up with no immunities.

Thus the lonely two drifters evolved into a pair of vigiliantes and used their skills to help others. Towns and farms plagued by bandits? These were the two you'd run for. Yet this time would not last. Upon reaching Colorado the duo found themselves squaring off with a massive pack of lurkers and were lured in by the cries of a weeper. Quickly discovering they were being surrounded James gave his son his bag and told him to run. After stiff resistance James finally forced his son to run from the danger. All he could witness before sprinting away was his father going toe to toe with the infected monsters.

Now about a month later with his life in utter shambles Matt has reached Colorado and has began an attempt to start anew.

Theme song: Yes it's completely required.

RP Examples:
viewtopic.php?f=5&t=263293
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=312087

[Wallenburg]

Sorry if this isn't that good. I haven't done a P2TM roleplay in a while so I hope this will suffice.


Name: Matthew John Harlowe [Usually just Matt or Harley]
Nation Name: The Democratic Republic of Mizrad
Birthplace: Boston, Massachusetts
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Age: 45
Pic/Description: Image
Matt stands at just about six feet and weighs in at around one hundred and sixty five pounds, leaning towards the muscular side. He's got two large scars running vertically down his back and one running horizontally above his left ear. Due to not having focused on hygiene in quite a bit he's grown in a small beard and his hair is a bit scruffy.

Occupation: Former United States/Remnants Marine infantry. Currently drifts from place to place scrounging up what work he can or acting as a vigilante with the skill set he had developed over his years in the service.

Immunity: None. The fact Matt cannot withstand the virus is his achilles heel.

(OPTIONAL)

Personality: Inhumanly loyal yet also cynical and pessimistic. Matt prefers the term "realist". His humor is generally dark or sarcastic. Despite this he can't bring himself to hate people and goes out of his way to help others. He will never admit it but his once happy and outgoing soul drove him to do everyhting he could to help those less fortunate than himself. The reason he continues to aid people -Even if he has yet to realize it- is because of the fact it's all he has left from his old life.

Skills: Extremely good fighter. Whether it's with a gun, knife, hatchet, brick or his bare hands he'll kill you or take you with him. Due to having no immunities to the virus he has had to force himself to be the best warrior he can be while also having learned to avoid most conflict. Matt is very perceptive, clever and quick thinking. After years of having to watch over himself and pick up the slack for his wife and father he has become above average when it comes to motor skills and talking to others. Although now that those he loved are gone he has closed himself off to the rest of the world and albeit holding on his skill set he's become cold to those who try and get through to him nullifying most of his social skills.

Likes: People with ideals similar to his own, the (former) United States of America, his few and mostly late friends, alcohol, fishing, gambling, excersize and doing things with his hands.

Dislikes: Anyone who doesn't stay true to their word or use their certain "skill set" in a way that's beneficial to the world, selfish people, liars, tobacco, the weak (ironically), holds a deep hatred against Atlas and plenty of other things.

Fears: Losing those he held close before the outbreak. However now that both his wife and father are gone the few friends he has left are sprawled across the country; whereabouts unknown. Thus he no longer values his own life. However deep down he still wants to live and provides himself with a reason to do so by attempting to help other survivors. "Harley" knows that if he can't find a reason to go on he'll most likely spiral into depression once again.

Bio: Born in Boston, Massachusetts eighteen years before the outbreak Matthew James Harlowe had always been a fighter. Having grown up in a middle class area of the city with only his father things were never easy for the Harlowes. Juliette and Garret, Matt's mother and brother were both killed in a car accident when he was only five. Shaken up yet not broken Matt's father James began to adjust to his new life through spending more and more time at work while Matt spent his practicing anything that involved his body. Boxing? Check. Football? Check. Carpentry? Check. As age set in on James and he could no longer be out in the field as a detective he settled in at home and worked as a mechanic. Meanwhile Matt reached his teenage years. Doing above average yet not amazing in school, anything in a B- to B+ range would be his usual. He even managed to save up a good deal of money and find himself a wonderful girl. Yet college wasn't in his sights. The United States Marine Corps was.

As his father had many years ago, Matt enlisted with the USMC and was rushed through training. Almost immediately after completing basic and SOI he was rushed off to help contain the virus. The majority of his fellow Marines perished in their seemingly futile attempts and when all but four of his platoon had fallen to the infection they decided to go their seperate ways and meet once again . Private Alfonso Garcia went east to try and regroup with anybody from the fractured American government. Sergeant Connor Wayne and Private Aiyden DeRoyce went south upon hearing of Texas offering safety. All the while Harley went straight home to find his father and soon to be wife holed up in their house nearing death. Deciding that staying within the city would be their best chance at survival Matt returned to the Remnants and served with them until Boston fell. Having found out that Alfonso had decided to also return to the Remnants the two made contact through what communications systems were left behind by the government. While Garcia decided to hide out just outside of Richmond and planned on staying there Matt took his family and went west to see if the other end of the country had suffered a similar fate. On his way Harley's wife was killed by bandits leaving James and Matt the last Harlowes. Fortunately enough James, unbeknownst to even himself for a good deal of time, was a "gifted" infected nearly rendering his old age void. Unfortunately this left the pair shunned by most communities and Matthew did not get the gene and wound up with no immunities.

Thus the lonely two drifters evolved into a pair of vigiliantes and used their skills to help others. Towns and farms plagued by bandits? These were the two you'd run for. Yet this time would not last. Upon reaching Colorado the duo found themselves squaring off with a massive pack of lurkers and were lured in by the cries of a weeper. Quickly discovering they were being surrounded James gave his son his bag and told him to run. After stiff resistance James finally forced his son to run from the danger. All he could witness before sprinting away was his father going toe to toe with the infected monsters.

Now about a month later with his life in utter shambles Matt has reached Colorado and has began an attempt to start anew.

Theme song: Yes it's completely required.

RP Examples:
https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopi ... 5&t=263293
https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopi ... 1&t=312087

Your app is fantastic. You make everyone else's look bad, in my opinion. And that song...dammit man that's good.

However, I invite you to review the history of Boston from my first post. The fall of the Remnants allowed Boston to regain independence and form the Massachusetts Bay Colony, which survived very well until a literal army of infected wiped out Springfield and breached Boston's northern walls. Thousands are dead, the northern half of Boston is in constant peril, and the city has ceased communication except with New Orleans. But Boston will survive. It will always survive.

I don't think that really has much sway on your bio though, so I'd say you don't really need to change it.

[Mizrad]

Sorry if this isn't that good. I haven't done a P2TM roleplay in a while so I hope this will suffice.


Name: Matthew John Harlowe [Usually just Matt or Harley]
Nation Name: The Democratic Republic of Mizrad
Birthplace: Boston, Massachusetts
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Age: 45
Pic/Description: [spoiler=Matt]([url=http://i1015.photobucket.com/albums/af275/snow_dark_red/avengers%20cast/jeremy-renner.jpg]Image)[/url]

Matt stands at just about six feet and weighs in at around one hundred and sixty five pounds, leaning towards the muscular side. He's got two large scars running vertically down his back and one running horizontally above his left ear. Due to not having focused on hygiene in quite a bit he's grown in a small beard and his hair is a bit scruffy.

Occupation: Former United States/Remnants Marine infantry. Currently drifts from place to place scrounging up what work he can or acting as a vigilante with the skill set he had developed over his years in the service.

Immunity: None. The fact Matt cannot withstand the virus is his achilles heel.

(OPTIONAL)

Personality: Inhumanly loyal yet also cynical and pessimistic. Matt prefers the term "realist". His humor is generally dark or sarcastic. Despite this he can't bring himself to hate people and goes out of his way to help others. He will never admit it but his once happy and outgoing soul drove him to do everyhting he could to help those less fortunate than himself. The reason he continues to aid people -Even if he has yet to realize it- is because of the fact it's all he has left from his old life.

Skills: Extremely good fighter. Whether it's with a gun, knife, hatchet, brick or his bare hands he'll kill you or take you with him. Due to having no immunities to the virus he has had to force himself to be the best warrior he can be while also having learned to avoid most conflict. Matt is very perceptive, clever and quick thinking. After years of having to watch over himself and pick up the slack for his wife and father he has become above average when it comes to motor skills and talking to others. Although now that those he loved are gone he has closed himself off to the rest of the world and albeit holding on his skill set he's become cold to those who try and get through to him nullifying most of his social skills.

Likes: People with ideals similar to his own, the (former) United States of America, his few and mostly late friends, alcohol, fishing, gambling, excersize and doing things with his hands.

Dislikes: Anyone who doesn't stay true to their word or use their certain "skill set" in a way that's beneficial to the world, selfish people, liars, tobacco, the weak (ironically), holds a deep hatred against Atlas and plenty of other things.

Fears: Losing those he held close before the outbreak. However now that both his wife and father are gone the few friends he has left are sprawled across the country; whereabouts unknown. Thus he no longer values his own life. However deep down he still wants to live and provides himself with a reason to do so by attempting to help other survivors. "Harley" knows that if he can't find a reason to go on he'll most likely spiral into depression once again.

Bio: Born in Boston, Massachusetts eighteen years before the outbreak Matthew James Harlowe had always been a fighter. Having grown up in a middle class area of the city with only his father things were never easy for the Harlowes. Juliette and Garret, Matt's mother and brother were both killed in a car accident when he was only five. Shaken up yet not broken Matt's father James began to adjust to his new life through spending more and more time at work while Matt spent his practicing anything that involved his body. Boxing? Check. Football? Check. Carpentry? Check. As age set in on James and he could no longer be out in the field as a detective he settled in at home and worked as a mechanic. Meanwhile Matt reached his teenage years. Doing above average yet not amazing in school, anything in a B- to B+ range would be his usual. He even managed to save up a good deal of money and find himself a wonderful girl. Yet college wasn't in his sights. The United States Marine Corps was.

As his father had many years ago, Matt enlisted with the USMC and was rushed through training. Almost immediately after completing basic and SOI he was rushed off to help contain the virus. The majority of his fellow Marines perished in their seemingly futile attempts and when all but four of his platoon had fallen to the infection they decided to go their seperate ways and meet once again . Private Alfonso Garcia went east to try and regroup with anybody from the fractured American government. Sergeant Connor Wayne and Private Aiyden DeRoyce went south upon hearing of Texas offering safety. All the while Harley went straight home to find his father and soon to be wife holed up in their house nearing death. Deciding that staying within the city would be their best chance at survival Matt returned to the Remnants and served with them until Boston fell. Having found out that Alfonso had decided to also return to the Remnants the two made contact through what communications systems were left behind by the government. While Garcia decided to hide out just outside of Richmond and planned on staying there Matt took his family and went west to see if the other end of the country had suffered a similar fate. On his way Harley's wife was killed by bandits leaving James and Matt the last Harlowes. Fortunately enough James, unbeknownst to even himself for a good deal of time, was a "gifted" infected nearly rendering his old age void. Unfortunately this left the pair shunned by most communities and Matthew did not get the gene and wound up with no immunities.

Thus the lonely two drifters evolved into a pair of vigiliantes and used their skills to help others. Towns and farms plagued by bandits? These were the two you'd run for. Yet this time would not last. Upon reaching Colorado the duo found themselves squaring off with a massive pack of lurkers and were lured in by the cries of a weeper. Quickly discovering they were being surrounded James gave his son his bag and told him to run. After stiff resistance James finally forced his son to run from the danger. All he could witness before sprinting away was his father going toe to toe with the infected monsters.

Now about a month later with his life in utter shambles Matt has reached Colorado and has began an attempt to start anew.

Theme song: Yes it's completely required.

RP Examples:
viewtopic.php?f=5&t=263293
viewtopic.php?f=31&t=312087[/spoiler]

Your app is fantastic. You make everyone else's look bad, in my opinion. And that song...dammit man that's good.

However, I invite you to review the history of Boston from my first post. The fall of the Remnants allowed Boston to regain independence and form the Massachusetts Bay Colony, which survived very well until a literal army of infected wiped out Springfield and breached Boston's northern walls. Thousands are dead, the northern half of Boston is in constant peril, and the city has ceased communication except with New Orleans. But Boston will survive. It will always survive.

I don't think that really has much sway on your bio though, so I'd say you don't really need to change it.

Wow thanks! And I picked Boston because I really have pretty much no idea about anything about any other city. I think I've been living here too long .

Well in that case I guess he could have just served with the Remnants until the fall and then worked in the Bay Colony before deciding to bail. Good thing I pinned my character as living in Southie and not the North End haha.

[Wallenburg]

SNIP

North end is fine. The central Boston area is fortified like nobody's business. It's Cambridge that is really dangerous. Sorry if that isn't considered part of Boston. Basically, anything north of the Charles is off-limits to civilians.

[Sarejo]

Goddamnit Tay....

[New Grestin]

Goddamnit Tay....

Indeed. Tay seems to be either dead or predisposed. I'd recommend keeping things rolling, if nothing else.

[Sarejo]

Goddamnit Tay....

Indeed. Tay seems to be either dead or predisposed. I'd recommend keeping things rolling, if nothing else.

I'm hanging on a converstaion is the problem...

[Beiarusia]

Mizrad, ACCEPTED. Just try not to be too overpowered is all I ask.

[New Grestin]

Indeed. Tay seems to be either dead or predisposed. I'd recommend keeping things rolling, if nothing else.

I'm hanging on a converstaion is the problem...

Actually, I haven't seen much from Terran or Tay for the last day or so. Weird.

[Vacif]

Maybe they're plotting something?

[New Grestin]

Well, at this point, I'm basically just waiting to see who's going with the caravan to Junction, so if anyone's looking for shit to do, gathering at the gate for that would be an idea.

If not, then there'll be events in Aspen too.

[Wallenburg]

Well, at this point, I'm basically just waiting to see who's going with the caravan to Junction, so if anyone's looking for shit to do, gathering at the gate for that would be an idea.

If not, then there'll be events in Aspen too.

I'm going to talk to you in a bit.

[Military Democracy of Birtonia]

So what is Aspen currently like? So I can write in my approach to the place.

[Mizrad]

Mizrad, ACCEPTED. Just try not to be too overpowered is all I ask.

No problem. I made him not immune and depressed as to help nullify his areas of expertise so he won't be going Rambo all the time.

[New Grestin]

So what is Aspen currently like? So I can write in my approach to the place.

Small town, a couple of buildings surrounded by a makeshift wall. Pub, Trading post, pawn shop, etc.

Kind of a shithole at this point.

[Wallenburg]

So what is Aspen currently like? So I can write in my approach to the place.

Small town, a couple of buildings surrounded by a makeshift wall. Pub, Trading post, pawn shop, etc.

Kind of a shithole at this point.

So was I being generous with my description of living conditions?

[Kazirstan]

Well, at this point, I'm basically just waiting to see who's going with the caravan to Junction, so if anyone's looking for shit to do, gathering at the gate for that would be an idea.

If not, then there'll be events in Aspen too.

Ivana and Wolf are going to Junction, and I don't think a post about going to the gates is really necessary, as our posts made it quite clear that we were both ready. If you make a post about who has gathered at the gates, you can operate as if Ivana and Wolf are already there.