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by Landenburg » Fri Jan 29, 2016 5:36 pm
by Deramen » Fri Jan 29, 2016 5:47 pm
Landenburg wrote:Deramen wrote:Well i'm still open.
I'll interact with you. Just know Ishmael is cold and reserved so if you wanted to talk to him, you'd have to start up the conversation. You can TG me if you'd like on stuff I'd say and whatnot. I'd probably be in some kind of diner or just general hubbub area.
by Landenburg » Fri Jan 29, 2016 6:12 pm
Deramen wrote:Landenburg wrote:I'll interact with you. Just know Ishmael is cold and reserved so if you wanted to talk to him, you'd have to start up the conversation. You can TG me if you'd like on stuff I'd say and whatnot. I'd probably be in some kind of diner or just general hubbub area.
Alright, all I need is that you enter the pub somehow. Without that it would seem pretty weird, cool?
by New Grestin » Fri Jan 29, 2016 9:00 pm
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by Tayner » Sat Jan 30, 2016 2:47 pm
Tayner wrote:Name: Enos Grey
Birthplace: Richmond, Virginia.
Ethnicity: African American
Age: 27
Pic/Description: Five foot 7 in, brown eyes, short hair.
Occupation: Dixie Special Forces
Equipment
M16A4
x3 30 round magazines of 5.56
Dixie BDUs (Essentially pre-outbreak BDUs)
First aid kit
A few days worth of supplies
Survival gear
Immunity: Full
Bio: Born in the early days of Dixie, he didn't know much about the old world. By the time he was grown up, gasoline was gone, big guns were rare, and food was already becoming scarce. He was a son of the apocalypse, being unlucky enough to be born and raised in a world full of people who ate people. His father, a Staff Sergeant under Luke LaForge's command, died in the Fall of Richmond, in an effort to save a evacuation zone. Although his father failed to defend the Evacuation Zone, he still saved hundreds of lives.
After the Fall of Richmond, he drifted from one town in Virginia to another, doing odd jobs, helping the local watch. He tried to leave a good impression on those who met him. When he was 20, he joined up with the Dixie National Guard. This time, he now drifted Dixie in a uniform and with an entire battalion of men. He rose through the ranks, and his father's name carried weight with the officers. Soon after, he was contacted by the Dixie Scouts, the elite expeditionary force of The Dixie Armed Forces.
He served on multiples of short range scouting missions, finding many settlements and reasources that would aid Dixie as an expanding republic. It was for this reason why he was breifed on Luke LaForge's mission. Of course he wasn't going to track down LaForge himself, but instead follow up on his mission, contacting the settlements that were originally contacted by LaForge's team. It was for this reason he tracked LaForge's team halfway across the country, to find them, debrief them, and escort them back to Dixie, assuming they were all alive.
RP Examples: Any of the previous OUTBREAK installments.
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This character will be minor, and will be the one who takes Luke back to Dixie.
Name: Luke LaForge
Nation Name: Tay-Tay
Birthplace: New Orleans, Louisiana
Ethnicity: White Trash
Age: 23 + 27 = 50
Pic/Description: Black Hair,bushy beard,camouflage t-shirt
Occupation: Warehouse Worker for Palmetto State Armory
Reason for being in Colorado: Ro search for other settlements.
Immunity: TD-13
(OPTIONAL)
Personality: Southern.
Skills: Firearms, driving, hunting.
Likes: Firearms, shooting shit, Ladies, Beer
Dislikes: assholes, city people
Fears: Finding his family in the hordes of the undead.
Bio:
Born in Louisiana, Luke always acted polite, with his southern hospitality. When he turned 18, He moved to South Carolina, and bounced around the state for a wile, doing odd jobs. After a few months, he picked up a full time job in the state's largest firearms store. After some more time, he resigned and joined the Marines.
He joined the Marines when he was 19, and served two tours, but he was Honorably Discharged after his second Purple Heart, and his Silver Star. Once he got back, he got his old job back. He would've started his job soon after his family reunion Chicago, but the outbreak started only hours after he arrived.
He helped lead a army in Richmond ever since year five of the outbreak, and his troops were the last survivors out of Richmond. He sent all the survivors east to Newport News, including his wife, 22 year old daughter, and his 18 year old son. He soon went to Norfolk, another Dixie Safezone. The acting president ordered him and some other elite soldiers to be sent west to find, and make contact with other settlements.
He lead the team west, knowing most of the north was bombed and some of the south was overrun. They worked their way west, drifting, and never finding a settlement more then a dozen people. They directed them east to Dixie and kept going. But the five man team didn't last long. They lost one man for every state they crossed. So, Luke, stuck in Colorado without his team decided to settle. He couldn't go east, for the trip home would be too dangerous to brave alone.
He settled at the small Gleenwood outpost and became a scavenger. He shaved his beard and cut his har, making him look like a new man. He even earned a scar on his left cheek when defending the place from bandits. He sometimes makes supply runs to Aspen and brings back supplies. He remains loyal to his wife, even though he doesn't know if she's alive, and he remains loyal to Dixie. The only thing he has from the old days is his USMC hat.
Ever since Salida fell, he fled north, to the ruins of Glenwood, where the vultures would not search for their enemies. He and the guys split up, them believing that heading southeast to the Texas Republic would be the better move. Being separated from Sera, Westly, and all the others he once called friends, he lives in a small shanty built out of the ruins of Glenwood in solitary. He has supplies to last a while, and has salvaged his old positions, such as his flag, Dixie Dress uniform, and his trombone.
RP Examples: You know me.
Name: Ashton Malibu
Birthplace: Nashville, Tennessee
Ethnicity: White
Age: 33
Pic/Description: Red hair, brown eyes, 5 foot 11
Occupation: Portable Arms Dealer.
Equipment
M4A1 Assault Rifle
Beretta 9mm pistol
1 horse
Supplies for a week and a half (Two if he rations.)
A chest full of various ammunition and a few makeshift guns.
A reloading kit.
Immunity: Full
Personality: He always looks for a profit and would probably fit the role of 'unlikely hero' in a Han Solo sort of way.
Skills: Reloading ammunition, and firearms.
Likes: Making a profit, alcohol
Dislikes: Being shot at, and people who offer a bad deal.
Fears: His past.
Bio: Born in Nashville, Ashton was raised before the infection struck. He was only eleven when the outbreak occurred, his parents being one of the first casualties in Nashville he had to fend for himself. He had to learn how to survive in the overrun ruins of Nashville for nearly a year before a group of survivors found him and took him in. They taught him how to survive and how to make his own firearms and ammunition. He helped the survivors manufacture guns and ammo for trading and their own personal use.
Of course, after a few years, the settlement they began to start calling Haven fell, due to a combination of repelling a raider attack, and then being overwhelmed by a zombie horde drawn in because of the massive amounts of gunfire and dead bodies. Only few survivors managed to escape, but not after detonating the majority of their ammunition stockpile, decimating most of the zombie horde. The survivors were scattered, and after a week of searching for any sign of them, Ashton moved on.
He found a horse in a farm on the border of Tennessee, and gathered enough tools to make small amounts of ammo and small firearms if he has the parts. He roamed the country for awhile, selling ammo to various types. Every now and then, he would hire local bodyguards, but nowadays he mostly travels alone. He recently arrived in Colorado, with next to little knowledge of the area, besides that the Colorado Dominion has destroyed most places, and to try to avoid Denver. He plans to head straight through the stare, and heading to the Northwest where he hears there are a few nations out there who might be interested in his trade.
RP Examples: Morgan Freeman for president, 2016
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by Partially Blind People » Sat Jan 30, 2016 4:05 pm
Vulkanas wrote:And so, after many months of fighting, squabbling, and not doing much else, nothing was accomplished.
THE END
by True Refuge » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:22 pm
"One does not need to be surprised then, when 26 years later the outrageous slogan is repeated, which we Marxists burned all bridges with: to “pick up” the banner of the bourgeoisie. - International Communist Party, Dialogue with Stalin.
by The Nameless Wayfarer » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:25 pm
True Refuge wrote:Finally out of procrastination and writing a post.
Of course, the Walking Men will have exited Salida in Walking Man style.
The Nameless Wayfarer: I write, I drink tea... and that's about it, actually.
by True Refuge » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:29 pm
"One does not need to be surprised then, when 26 years later the outrageous slogan is repeated, which we Marxists burned all bridges with: to “pick up” the banner of the bourgeoisie. - International Communist Party, Dialogue with Stalin.
by The Nameless Wayfarer » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:53 pm
True Refuge wrote:Do they have a bar/meeting food-drink place there? Part of my post (in progress) involves them chatting so I could have them turn up if there is one. Was originally intending Raton, but I guess I forgot, sorry.
EDIT: Checked google maps, there's a few around, I bet one survived that long.
Bei, can you change that in the roster if you don't mind? I shall be starting there, thanks.
The Nameless Wayfarer: I write, I drink tea... and that's about it, actually.
by Derelldia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 8:40 pm
The Nameless Wayfarer wrote:True Refuge wrote:Do they have a bar/meeting food-drink place there? Part of my post (in progress) involves them chatting so I could have them turn up if there is one. Was originally intending Raton, but I guess I forgot, sorry.
EDIT: Checked google maps, there's a few around, I bet one survived that long.
Bei, can you change that in the roster if you don't mind? I shall be starting there, thanks.
I plan on Wolfgang actually basing his, "government," out of a refitted bar called The Den - a place worthy of the post-apocalypse.
by Beiarusia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 8:50 pm
Derelldia wrote:I take it you're trying to form an anti-Dominion place? Just for those who are in the area but don't want to be with the Dominion?
by Derelldia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:04 pm
Beiarusia wrote:Derelldia wrote:I take it you're trying to form an anti-Dominion place? Just for those who are in the area but don't want to be with the Dominion?
More or less. At the moment you're either from a settlement so small they can't be bothered or you're in the Dominion, and as seen from Grand Junction the former Vultures do have a considerable reach when they commit themselves. Any other groups so far that could potentially be a threat to the Dominion are also likely a danger to others, so Walsenberg is taking the reigns as the next Salida.
And the Roster will be updated.
by Beiarusia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:06 pm
Derelldia wrote:Beiarusia wrote:More or less. At the moment you're either from a settlement so small they can't be bothered or you're in the Dominion, and as seen from Grand Junction the former Vultures do have a considerable reach when they commit themselves. Any other groups so far that could potentially be a threat to the Dominion are also likely a danger to others, so Walsenberg is taking the reigns as the next Salida.
And the Roster will be updated.
Aight then. That makes sense.
I'm likely to have Locust saunter down to Walsenburg.
by Derelldia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:12 pm
by Beiarusia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:18 pm
Derelldia wrote:Yeah. This is true. I mean, it's likely Locust would end up there with, maybe, Wallenburg's characters while they go trying to find Chris' parents. And then Mercer would pass through because it'd be a decent stop on the way to the ruins of Salida or something.
by Ontorisa » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:25 pm
by Derelldia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:28 pm
Beiarusia wrote:Derelldia wrote:Yeah. This is true. I mean, it's likely Locust would end up there with, maybe, Wallenburg's characters while they go trying to find Chris' parents. And then Mercer would pass through because it'd be a decent stop on the way to the ruins of Salida or something.
That's pretty much what I was thinking. Anyone coming north from Raton, which would hopefully be most if not everyone, would probably stop through Walsenberg. As I said before, I'm trying to funnel both sides to a central point for the most conflict to arise. The little town would be a stepping stone hopefully.
by Beiarusia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:36 pm
Derelldia wrote:Beiarusia wrote:That's pretty much what I was thinking. Anyone coming north from Raton, which would hopefully be most if not everyone, would probably stop through Walsenberg. As I said before, I'm trying to funnel both sides to a central point for the most conflict to arise. The little town would be a stepping stone hopefully.
Yeah. Sounds like an idea. Then have some people go out to where Sera and those ones are, and have others fight the Dominion. That sort of idea?
Ontorisa wrote:Beia, you get my TG? We mint?
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