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 Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 4:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 5:12 pm
Welcome to Error.
This is a sort of post apocalyptic/sci-fi roleplay, if you must categorize it.
The world is in disarray--Not only from the bombs and pollution of the battle fought out between the biggest nations, but from the previous idiotic decisions of mankind, the starter for all of the smog that hangs in the air. Trash crowded the streets, the air was thick with stifling pollution, the weather and seasons switched around and messed up. Many died, leaving the huge population so much smaller. The food and clean water supply quickly ran too low to support everyone, and every big nation wanted the oil and coal for themselves, fighting over it.
Everything went wrong at once.
It is now much later after the war, but the effects are still monumental. There are different communities now, though, with different intents, though the main one is to survive. There are:
The Underground: A set of different places underground, connected by technology, the hi-tech and advanced computers connecting all to one another. There are laws, there are those who enforce them, and there are criminals. There are always criminals. These are like the old Earth cities above ground, but now with a ceiling instead of a sky, and everything is much more advanced. Most everyone still on surface fights to go live down here. There are seven major cities--River, Land, Silver, Sun, Flame, Blue, Tree.
The Villages: Small groups of people that still live above-ground, fighting to fix the world but also to survive. The Villages are spread all over the world, small communities of houses that can survive the unpredictable weather. There are not very often traveled roads between them, and many of the roads have simply disappeared.
The Old Cities: These cities are mostly abandoned, save for a few inhabitants here and there. These cities stand tall, with skeletons of ancient skyscrapers stretching into the diseased sky. Skeletons of cars scatter across streets, though many have rusted away, back to the Earth. Trash litters the streets.
The Wild: The spaces in between--The prairies, dead forests (Though some have life yet.), the oceans, the mountains, the deserts.
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The small amount of people still left are split into different groups:
Hackers/Techs: Techs are the law abiding computer experts--They keep an eye on all the energy systems, pollution levels, criminal activity, and contact between the Underground cities. The hackers are the "criminal" computer experts, who can hack into the systems and mess things up.
Villagers: The people who live in The Villages above ground. Many seek ways to get down into The Underground.
Nomads: Wanderers of the Earth, seeking work and food. Some make it down to The Underground, and often stay there. Others dwell in the Old Cities.
Old City Residents: Those who, for some reason, choose to stay and live in the Old Cities. Some criminals escape up to here, and are not followed. They stay and live there, free from the authorities.
Underground Residents: People who live in the Underground. The main transportation around the vast cities is a railway, hydro powered, hovers cars, or hover boards.
Enforcement Employees: Those who work against the criminals in The Underground. They have access to all information on the computers.
"Mountain" Men: Those who live in the wild, some retreating back into such deep wilderness that they can find life once again. They are often disconnected from the rest of the inhabitants of the Earth.
You get to choose one of the above--Use the character skeleton in the post below.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 5:20 pm
The rules:
1. My word is law.
2. Keep cursing to a minimum.
3. You may not kill another character without their permission.
4. Do not type in txt tlk, 1337 talk, or illiteracy. Use grammar and punctuation correctly.
5. No god-modding. You know all that falls under here.
6. Send all character profiles in a pm to me titled 'Error.'
7. Romance is allowed--Keep it PG-13 and no cyber.
8. I will add more if needed. Don't make me need to.
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Character skeleton:
Name: First Middle Last
Age: In words.
Gender: Male or Female
Position: Hacker, Villager, etc.
Appearance: Pictures preferred, writing accepted.
Personality: Your character's personality.
History: At least three sentences, but don't make it a novel.
Orientation: Straight, bisexual, or homosexual.
Likes: Five.
Dislikes: Three to five.
Username: Your username.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 5:21 pm
Accepted Characters
The limit on characters you may have is two.
Name: Jason Johnathan Ferth (Goes by Jackal)
Age: Twenty-one
Gender: Male
Position: Nomad
Appearance: Tall muscular, with a dark tan. Long red hair, usually held up in a high ponytail. Eyes that used to be brown, but from the pollution, as some do on the surface, they changed to bright green. Usually is seen wearing a black cloak, worn down a bit, the hood usually up. Usually has a beautiful sword on his back. [Picture may be uploaded]
Personality: Quiet, keeps to himself. He's very strong and can do hard labor--Only if you pay him well. He's smart and well-educated in things that he'll need to survive. He's a loner, for the most part--No friends, no lover, just lives alone.
History: Jackal was born in a small village on the coast, but his family died of a disease when he was fifteen. He took off to get work in other places and fight to survive. He isn't aiming to go anywhere--He just chooses a direction and walks.
Orientation: Straight.
Likes: -Real rain--Not acid.
-Tomatoes--Very rare, but he's had a few in his life.
-The ocean
-Life
-Anything green
Dislikes: -Death
-Misery
-Those who aim to make others miserable
Username: [_jaws_]
Name: Kale Klause Jackton (Goes by Klause)
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male
Position: Hacker
Appearance: A relatively short 5'5", but don't mention that to him. Skin paled almost unnaturally from the constant computer screen exposure, silver hair (No one knows why it's this color) and dark hazel eyes. Usually wears light clothes, for the warmth that seems to permeate the city. Often has on a leering grin. [Picture may be uploaded]
Personality: Obnoxious, sarcastic, funny. He lives down in the Underground and loves causing mayhem for the authorities. He's untraceable and loves that fact.
History: Klause was born down in The Underground, and grew up in the backways, learning the tricks of the gangs that dwelled there. He pursued many different things, finally deciding he liked hacking the most--He was good with codes and breaking down things. He disappeared from the lives of all his old friends and family. He now lives in the depths of the city Flame.
Orientation: Bisexual
Likes: -Coding
-The dark
-Weapons
-Humor
-Mischief
Dislikes: -Liars
-Loud noises
-Cops
Username: [_jaws_]
Name: KC 'Kase' Callahan
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Position: Hacker
Appearance: KC
Personality: KC's very happy and hyper most of the time, but she has a temper fuse like a firecracker. She has a select list of things that set her off, though, so she doesn't explode too often.
She likes to meet new people, but too many people at once tends to overload her senses. But even if she does spin out of control, she opens up to her new friends pretty quickly.
She's always tries to help out other people when they need it, but sometimes she over-does it. That, or she just says 'no' and can't be swayed. She always tries to include everyone and it usually brings people closer together.
History: KC's father died while her mother was pregnant, and her mother died giving birth. She lived alone for many years, somehow making her way Underground when she was fifteen. She introduced herself to computers just a little while in, and found she had a knack for code work. None of the Techs would take her seriously, though, so she turned to hacking.
Orientation: Bisexual
Likes: The Underground
Wandering
Code work
Music
Her laptop (it's her best friend.)
Dislikes: Counter-hackers
Bright lights
Being above ground.
Username: blazestonefire656
Name: Tenchi Isaac Maxis
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male
Position: Old City Residents
Appearance: Blue hair (dyed it), pale, soft green-gray eyes, rectangular glasses.
Personality: Easy-going with friends and alone, but overly suspicious with people he doesn't know.
History: Tenchi is a criminal who escaped to the Old City after multiple counts of murder, hacking and theft. He loved the quiet and the architecture so he stayed. He rescued an female android who got caught undert he rubble and reprogramed it to obey all of his orders. It's name is Sora and it serves as his bodyguard/attack dog. His only ambition is to kiss a cute girl. He lives in an abandoned apartment that was relatively untouched buy the apocolypse.
Orientation: Straight
Likes:
Being Alone (With the acception of Sora)
Architecture
Rock
Reading
Dislikes:
Largly Populated places
Meat
Dogs
Shoes
Username: Sachamp45
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 5:22 pm
Announcements
8/7/08 - Now accepting.
8/7/08 - Roleplay created. Not yet open.
11/4/08 - New character added. Still not open, find some friends to join please.
11/5/08 - Fine, I'll open it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 8:12 pm
Jackal glanced to and fro before taking a cautious step onto the cracked pavement of an old abandoned city. Caution was to be used in these cities--Men gone mad and bloodthirsty lurked, after the throats of the unaware travelers. Most who came through didn't know this, and if one was lucky, they wouldn't find out. But Jackal knew the word, and he knew what kind of people lived here.
He adjusted his sword on his back, keeping in the shadows but also away from any open doorways or windows. It was hard to get through a city without being seen, and to go around it would take many weeks more. He knew he could just turn around and go wherever he wanted, but he'd picked east three days back and was planning to keep east until A) he found work, or B) he hit ocean. He didn't care much though. He just wandered, looking for work...
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Klause blinked, eyes swiveling back to the door, the knock resonating quietly in his almost-empty room. Just the desk covered in tech, and his little bed stuffed into a corner. He didn't use it much anyway. He brushed a lock of silver hair from his glasses, standing up and walking to the door, carefully resting a hand on his pistol as he did so. "Yeah? Who is it?" he asked, standing to the side of the door, holding the gun, one hand on the handle.
"It's Mane, let me in, Klause." Klause evaluated the voice, glanced through to the other side, and undid the multiple locks on the door. He swung the door open, the looming figure of his previous gang leader in front of him. "How may I help you, Mane? You don't come around unless you require my assistance..." He grinned in an only minimally mocking way, letting the man into his home and closing the door behind him, locking it up.
"I've got a job for you."
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