Welcome to the Wasteland ((Accepting))

[Carmine the Mouse]

Apocalypse. Simple word... fun one to say, too... but trust me: it's anything but. It's awful. The world is wiped clean of all that once was... all that ever could have been, and why? Because a few greedy bastards couldn't get enough oil. That's it. That was what all of this was about. Oil.

In the last few months of humanity, oil became the number one good in the world, selling for hundreds of dollars a gallon, sometimes more. As people fought to get their hands on enough cash, some turned to less... honorable... ways of getting at the black gold. Some stole, some rigged heists, and others... well... they didn't care about the oil. They wanted the chaos. And so, a small group of extremists banded together to destroy the last remaining oilfields that hadn't been sucked dry by consumers, thus cutting off the world's supply of oil. It worked. The world plunged into madness, and the Earth died. As the people used what oil they had left... as the oil fields caught fire... the world plunged into chaos. Cities were destroyed. Lives were ended. Nothing was safe except a few small areas, and lucky enough for you, your ancestors were in one of them. An old mine shaft in the Rocky Mountains. From there, they reproduced, meeting up with others who had found their way to safety and beginning the human race anew. But all was not well. Soon, the groups split, forming tribes, and, using each group's knowledge of engineering, they built new vehicles. New weapons. However, these ran on solar power. And that was the invention that sparked the wars anew.

Instead of oil, solar paneling is the new commodity, with gangs roaming around, driving groups of solar-powered machines, all looking for fights. All looking for more of the precious paneling. And so we are. Here. In the wasteland. Solar Powered factories have been erected in the middle of the wastelands, producing vehicles, producing weapons, goods... everything. Everything is made from solar power, and everything is expensive. No one can afford it, so many times, the factories are just destroyed, over run, or shut down.

It is in this world: a world thriving with thieves and gangs, hatred and segregation that you live. Tribe against tribe, man against man...

Welcome to the wasteland.  

[Carmine the Mouse]

Here you are: the Wasteland. You're just wandering around for now, but trust me: you'll find people. You'll find them, but you might not want to. There are three prominent gangs with outposts everywhere: The Scorpions, a small-time gang committed to robbing solar panel factories; The Tricorps, Co, a company that runs solar panel factories; and The Outcasts, a group of people who choose not to get involved.





Rules:

Feel free to switch between gangs as you see fit, but at least choose one to begin with

Send all profiles to me biggrin

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Profile skellie:

Username:
Name:
Age:
Faction:
Appearance:
Scars:
Piercings:
Birthmarks:
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Theme song:
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Accepted Profiles:

Username: Ryu Earl Ora
Name: Ryu Earl Ora
Age: 21
Faction: Outcasts
Appearance:
Scars: a single scar down his left eye.
Piercings: None
Birthmarks: A small, skull-shaped mark on the top of his left shoulder
Quirks: He enjoys rummaging around in the Wastelands
Theme song: New Perspective- P!ATD
Personality: Happy to be alive, yet somewhat odd
Likes: Inventing from scraps he finds on the ground.
Dislikes: Meanies




Username: emerarudo_chan
Name: Emerald heart
Age: 19
Faction: Scorpians
Appearance:
Scars: on her left cheek
Piercings: right eyebrow
Birthmarks: none
Quirks: Likes to listen to music when shes on a raiding mission
Theme song: Unknown Solider by Breaking Benjamin http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MwenY0IYEb8
Personality: Cocky and a bit rude at first but under it all shes a sweet girl who cares for those shes close too
Likes: Listening to her music and wearing her goggles
Dislikes: People annoying her





Username: The Count of Monte Carlo
Name: Ako Riosu
Age: 18
Faction: Outcasts
Appearance:
Scars: long scar running the length of his right forearm, scars over all knuckles, numerous scars hidden by his hair.
Piercings: none
Birthmarks: none
Quirks: Has an insatiable love for music, almost always has headphones either on or nearby.
Theme song: Paint it Black by The Rolling Stones
Personality: A bit on the dark side, he's learned that when you're never happy, your hopes never get smashed. He is a brother and a guardian, and will defend his little brother no matter the cost.
Likes: Music, and he and his brother being alive
Dislikes: Threats, people who talk too much.

Username:The Count of Monte Carlo
Name: Haro Riosu
Age:10
Faction: Outcasts
Appearance:
Scars: Left eye
Piercings: none
Birthmarks: none
Quirks: Never talks, collects anything he sees laying on the ground if he thinks it has potential to be useful, is very smart for his age.
Theme song: Prayer of the Refugee by Rise Against
Personality: Shy, inquisitive, and more caring than his big brother.
Likes: Being helpful.
Dislikes: Being treated like a little kid.




Username:The Original Blade
Name:Gin
Age:28
Faction:scorpions
Appearance:
Scars:none
Piercings:none
Birthmarks:a large shark on his back every one thinks is a tattoo... it's not
Quirks:he can't resist hitting on a hot chick
Theme song:Toxicity
Personality:he acts noble even if he is a lowly scorpion he often works alone
Likes:women he can not get enough women
Dislikes surprised utcasts he thinks they are arrogant




Username: xXAngel Of CoCo CakeXx
Name: Mira and Shayn Mizuka
Age: both 14
Faction: Outcasts
Appearance:
Scars: On their backs, matching claw marks
Piercings: Both have their ears pierced three times, Mira has her tongue pierced, Shayn has snakebites
Birthmarks: They have a complicated birthmark on their backs, like a design.
Quirks: They have cat body parts, and they finish eachother's sentences.
Theme song:
Mira~ That's Not My Name- The Ting Tings
Shayn~ My Immortal- Evanescence
Both~ Devour-Shinedown
Personality: Mira is Shy and Timid, but Shayn is Rough and Mean
Likes:Mira likes Guys, Vanilla, and Music
Shayn likes Guys, Chocolate, and Music
Dislikes:
Both don't like being yelled at, being given orders, and death (When it's on their side...)

Username: xXAngel Of CoCo CakeXx
Name: Syn
Age: 15
Faction: Outcasts
Appearance:
Scars: None
Piercings: Ears Pierced three times
Birthmarks: On her stomach
Quirks: She says sorry when she kills, and acts like a lady
Theme song: Don't Trust Me- 3Oh!3
Personality: Shy, Timid, but Rough and childish.
Likes: Guys, Music, Art, Silence
Dislikes: People she doesn't know, being shot at, being hurt, and death on her side.[  

[Carmine the Mouse]

~OPEN~!!!  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

"The end of the world is a bleek place indeed" A slim red head girl chuckled to herself as she stood ontop of a pile of newly raided solar panels and other such useful items as she waits for her pickup team. Her goggles were over her eyes, blocking out the sun as she scanned the wasteland for any signs of her fellow Scorpians.  

[The Count of Monte Carlo]

The truck, if it could be called that, trundled noisily over the rocky terrain, it's hastily welded and bolted joints squeaking every time it's framework flexed.
The young man driving worked hard to keep the vehicle's momentum up, knowing he couldn't accelerate until the clouds passed. Although the vehicle's roof was made up of solar panels, the batteries they fed were dieing. The motors that drove the wheels couldn't get the power they needed to accelerate, and could barely keep their speed up.

When the ground made a transition from uneven rocks to a dusty, hardpacked sand, the driver looked over to the sleeping figure in the passenger seat. The boy had managed to recline the seat, which he'd struggled with for at least ten minutes, and now laid curled up, fast asleep under his seatbelt. The goggles he wore almost seemed to big for his face, and his sandy brown hair fluttered in the wind. The driver smiled, glad to see his little brother finally able to sleep again, and was caught off guard as the vehicle accelerated again. His foot had been to the floor, trying to squeeze all he could out of the motors, and the vehicle now accelerated all out, speeding across the sand.

((Everything I know about driving an electric vehicle I learned from RC cars. When the batteries start to die, the acceleration disappears.)  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

"Hm?" The low rumble of a truck caught the girls attention as she peered into the wasteland, her eyes waiting until the dust clearing to see the truck better but the sight of it made her frown a bit as she recognized the markings on it. "An Outcast truck? Whats it doing out here and WHERE are my fellow Scorpians?" Huffs as she crosses her arms, not at all amused at her team mates being late...again.  

[The Count of Monte Carlo]

Ako's eyes scanned the emptiness in front of him, easily spotting the pile of panels. The glare that came from just above the pile told him that he'd been spotted. He thought briefly of going over to check it out, but quickly decided against it. If it was someone from the Scorpions, or even from the Co., there could be trouble. He looked again to the small figure beside him and kept driving, wanting to put distance between them and the figure on the pile.  

[Carmine the Mouse]

"And just what do you think you're doing?!?" a voice rang out behind the red head. "A Scorpion, huh? I didn't think you guys would be so stupid..." he laughed. The man stood slouched a little, his hands inside his jacket. It was tattered and torn, much like many other Outcast's clothing, and he laughed lightly as he realized how obvious he was. "Well?" he asked, his grip tightening around whatever was in his jacket.  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

A smirk pulled at the girls lips as she noticed the truck pulling away. "Trying to run from me huh? I dont think so Outcast" Chuckles softly to herself as she grabbed her bag that sat beside her and pulled out a modified flare gun, carefully taking aim. "Your mind" Her grin widens as she pulls the trigger, a large blast and cloud of smoke coming from the gun as the canister full of mild explosives screeched across the wasteland to hit the back axel of the truck. She was so caught up in trying to catch the outcasts in the truck that she didnt hear the other one sneak up on her and looked back at him, the sun reflecting off her goggles. "Another one? God your like roaches"  

[Carmine the Mouse]

A laugh could be heard as she shot the flare gun. "Just great!!!" he laughed, pulling out what appeared to be a pistol made out of bits of scrap metal and shoddy welding. "Now I'll get to try this thing out!!!" he almost screamed with laughter. He pulled the trigger, sending a few rocks her direction.  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

The girl quickly rolled out of the way, a wide grin on her face as she crouches on the ground near the Outcast. "My my arent we the little inventing type. Nice gun, make it outta pop cans?"  

[Carmine the Mouse]

He laughed softly, spitting on the ground to show his disgust. "Well, to be honest, I found this on the body of a Scorpion I killed earlier. Seemed to have been headed out this way... Hid the car. Simple, really... just gotta know how to plan!!" He laughed again, running at the girl, jumping into the air, trying to tackle her.  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

That mocking comment made her frown deeply. No one messed with her clan and lived! Being smaller then the man she used that to her advantage and spun out of the way, grabbing her bag in the process and pulling out a type of modified buck knife with a tazer attached to give her victums a real shock so to speak.  

[The Count of Monte Carlo]

Ako heard the approaching sound too late. The explosion ripped apart the truck's axle, sending chunks of gears from the differential flying. One wheel skittered away from the truck, making it tilt and turn. Ako tried to correct as the rear tried to pass the front, but he couldn't stop the inevitable. The wheel-less fender dug into the hard sand and sent the truck flipping, dumping what gear it held in a path of debris behind it.

The seatbelt that held the younger boy failed, sending him flying out as well. There was a snap as his wrist hit the ground first, but his head hit next and knocked him out before he could feel the pain.

When the truck stopped, Ako held his held for a second before opening his eyes. He instantly realized what had happened, even as he looked at the scenery from a new perspective. He raised a hand to prop himself up as he undid his seatbelt, and crawled out of the overturned rig. He looked back towards the pile and saw his brother lying face-down on the sand. A look of utter horror changed his face as he yelled, "HARO!"
He ran to his brother, cradling him in his arms.  

[x-KittenSkull-x]

At hearing the horrifying crash of the Outcasts car and his cry to his brother the Scorpian girl looked over in their direction with a bit of a smirk. "One down, one to go" Her attentions then turn back to the man infront of her.