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 Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 3:59 pm
 It was a day like any other on Mar. 29, 2025. Kids were playing outside or going to the movies with their families, however the world as we know it would be changed forever. While the world was minding their own business and going about their day, debates were at a stand still at the United Nations meeting. They were trying to figure out a away to peacefully deal with the growing debt that were going between several countries. No one wanted to budge. Suddenly one of the leaders who's country the money was owed to stepped out followed some of the other countries. As they left one said "This means war." In the following days to come people still did not know what was going on until it was too late and bombs began to drop down from the sky, and it was happening all over the world. The United States, China, Russia, and many more were bombed until a war broke out over the entire world. Almost a year later the war ended and most people had died due to the bombings. However, there were survivors and it's up to them to come together and forget their differences and start repopulating or else the existence of man kind will cease to exist. Will they repopulate? It's all up to you. (I will add detail tomorrow.)
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 4:08 pm
~Rules~
1. Romance is highly accepted and preferred
2.Follow the ToS
3. No cybering (time skip or take it else where)
4. Please no godmoding
5. Do not kill off another members character unless they say so.
6. Please let me know if you are going to be gone for a while so then we can give you an update of what happened when you are gone.
7. Have fun.
8. I have the right to make rules when I see fit.
9. please post your profile do not pm me them
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 4:16 pm
~Profile Skeleton~
(please post picture here.)
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Occupation before the war:
You can find me with:
I really like: (person you like)
I like: (no more than four)
I dislike: (no more than four)
Life before the war:
Anything else:
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 4:30 pm
 Name: Celeste Montgomery Age: 19 Gender: female Sexuality: straight Occupation before the war: student You can find me with: no one at the moment I really like: (person you like) no one at the moment I like: flowers, kind people, animals, children I dislike: war, rude and cruel people, dishonest people, and people who only love you for ones title. Life before the war: Celeste's life before the war a far more complicated one then she lets on. She comes from a very long line of nobles that had moved to the US many year ago. She had started to go to college so she could become a teacher without her parents knowledge. When they found out they brought her home so she could marry someone of importance that she did not even know. She could not stand the life she had so she ran away from home. She found a place to live in, a basement, and there she stayed. She never really went out so when the bombs hit she was pretty well protected. Her family died in the bombing but no one knows what happened to the man that she was suppose to marry. Last she heard he had went off to find her to find out why she had ran. Anything else: nothing at the moment.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 5:05 pm
(I sometimes wonder if people like me and want to rp with me still. Most of the time I don't think so and then I question what did I do to them to deserve this treatment and then I think about it and I have done nothing wrong I have not been mean to anyone that I know of I have just been myself. Then why do I feel like everyone is ignoring me.)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 8:57 pm
PrincessLeafra (I sometimes wonder if people like me and want to rp with me still. Most of the time I don't think so and then I question what did I do to them to deserve this treatment and then I think about it and I have done nothing wrong I have not been mean to anyone that I know of I have just been myself. Then why do I feel like everyone is ignoring me.) (I don't think its that your being ignored but that their isn't anyone on in the guild. Because the most active members are Star, Me, Fallen, Nightmare, Viper, Greyson and you. As far as I can tell. I planned on making a character but wanted to wait till others joined cause it sounds like a great idea ^w^ But I decided to wait since you haven't seemed enthusiastic to rp with me.)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 11:31 pm
HealingAssass1n PrincessLeafra (I sometimes wonder if people like me and want to rp with me still. Most of the time I don't think so and then I question what did I do to them to deserve this treatment and then I think about it and I have done nothing wrong I have not been mean to anyone that I know of I have just been myself. Then why do I feel like everyone is ignoring me.) (I don't think its that your being ignored but that their isn't anyone on in the guild. Because the most active members are Star, Me, Fallen, Nightmare, Viper, Greyson and you. As far as I can tell. I planned on making a character but wanted to wait till others joined cause it sounds like a great idea ^w^ But I decided to wait since you haven't seemed enthusiastic to rp with me.) (No I am fine with you joining I have just lost some interest in rping because I have felt like because my rp's have not really taken off or have died too soon I have lost my creative touch.)
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 11:58 pm
PrincessLeafra (No I am fine with you joining I have just lost some interest in rping because I have felt like because my rp's have not really taken off or have died too soon I have lost my creative touch.) I see, well all I can say is that you seem to still have plenty of touch left since this is a great idea.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 6:01 pm
Name: Alan
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation before the war: doctor
You can find me with: no one
I really like: no one
I like: music, education, people who feel better after being sick, dark places
I dislike: sickness, death, people being in pain. myself (sometimes)
Life before the war: worked as a doctor for sometime and was recruited when he was only 18 years old.
Anything else: nope
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 11:58 pm
~Profile Skeleton~  (sorry I do not have a realistic picture of her ) Name: Veronica Age: 19 Gender: female Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation before the war: student You can find me with: no one I really like: (person you like) none I like: (no more than four) Ken-do, competition, anime, I dislike: (no more than four) jerks, sexism, racism, Life before the war:I was a competitive kendo student at a highschool club I loved to go to after classes, I also had a thing for anime, and games, and hanging out with my friends and family Anything else:
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 4:18 am
 Name: Tony "Tinker" Knight Age: 33 Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Occupation before the war: A construction worker who also branched out into mechanics and eventually robotics. You can find me with: None at the moment. I really like: - I like: Metalworking, automobiles, circuitry, and programming I dislike: Unpleasant people, gardening Life before the war: Other than being little more than an average Joe, he displayed a fondness and aptitude for working with both metal and his hands. He might come off as a little bland to start with, but give him time and he'll learn a thing or two about you. Anything else: Owns a mechanic/repair shop and makes housecalls as a handyman. ((Gotta snooze, but I'll post first thing when I get up))
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 1:58 am
((Sorry for not honoring my commitment, but it's mostly because I believed that it wouldn't be appropriate for me to kick off an RP that isn't mine. I get those silly thoughts all the time, because sometimes they're validated)) Tony sighed as he slid his mask over his face, revealing his gruff face that was not hairy, but a shave wouldn't hurt either. He put a cigarette in his mouth, struck a match on his mask, and took a puff, grumbling to himself. Business was slow lately, and although he was getting by on reprogramming a robot here and tuning up a hovercycle there, he wanted some actual work. Sitting here twiddling his thumbs was giving him an anxious case of the blues. He needed something to wrench or lube or zap to give him a sense of purpose. "Ah what the hell, I got some spare materials. What's one more addition to my garage?" he huffed as he flicked the butt of his little cancer stick away. Probably a moot point since radiation proved to stave off the nasty little bug these days. The modern-day dwarf slid his mask back on and retreated to his scrapyard to gather up materials for a building upgrade. If nothing else, it would keep him busy as he waited for signs of life to come around.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 5:54 pm
Ooh! This roleplay looks like fun! Mind if I make up a character?
Name: Sasha
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Occupation Before War: Student
I Really Like: Nobody In Particular
I Like: Theatre, Literature, Dresses, Ballrooms
I Dislike: Beards
Life Before War: Sasha was the sixth of seven sisters, each the daughters of two rich business tycoons. She studied at the best schools money could buy, obsessed with becoming smart. She also obsessed over talent, strength, beauty, and so on. As you can tell, she was a perfectionist. However, Sasha's money and degrees amount to nothing in this torn-up world. With a silver spoon no longer in her mouth, she must adjust to a new society.
Anything Else: She is currently looking for her other sisters, in hopes they survived the war.
(Does that work for a character?)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2017 3:11 am
artman_2.0 ((Sorry for not honoring my commitment, but it's mostly because I believed that it wouldn't be appropriate for me to kick off an RP that isn't mine. I get those silly thoughts all the time, because sometimes they're validated)) Tony sighed as he slid his mask over his face, revealing his gruff face that was not hairy, but a shave wouldn't hurt either. He put a cigarette in his mouth, struck a match on his mask, and took a puff, grumbling to himself. Business was slow lately, and although he was getting by on reprogramming a robot here and tuning up a hovercycle there, he wanted some actual work. Sitting here twiddling his thumbs was giving him an anxious case of the blues. He needed something to wrench or lube or zap to give him a sense of purpose. "Ah what the hell, I got some spare materials. What's one more addition to my garage?" he huffed as he flicked the butt of his little cancer stick away. Probably a moot point since radiation proved to stave off the nasty little bug these days. The modern-day dwarf slid his mask back on and retreated to his scrapyard to gather up materials for a building upgrade. If nothing else, it would keep him busy as he waited for signs of life to come around. Sasha watched as more of the building began to crumble. Only the top half of the skyscraper could be considered "intact". The bottom half was simply a mountain of rubble. It had come to her attention that as time went on, that top half of the building would continue to break down, until there was nothing left but the rubble on the bottom. She laughed a little at the idea, this building she once called her home being a symbol for her inevitable demise in this wasteland. Her laughter was interrupted by a rough coughing fit. She sat on the high rubble, hoping it would go away for just a little longer. "I can't take it anymore.", she said, "I need some sort of medicine for whatever's going on." She continued her dry cough. It seemed to hurt worse each time it came up again. She got up, looking at one of the many windows on this building. As if a simple mirror, Sasha could see her own reflection. The bony woman looking back at her gave her a reminder she had other problems. "I'm starved out here.", she said, "Just look at me. You can see my bones sticking out in every body part." She lamented how she once obsessed over her own appearance at a time that seemed long ago. That no longer matters in this world. All that matters now is survival, and she's done a terrible job at it. She punched the window, no longer wanting to see the woman on death's door. "OWW!" Retrieving her hand from the broken window, she found shards of glass sticking into her hand. Blood poured down, her very life force draining. Without blood, her body couldn't carry oxygen. She would surely die. "I'm starved, I'm sick, and I'm wounded.", she said as tears formed in her eyes, "What am I to do out here? How do I survive?" In the distance, she saw something moving around. It almost looked like another person. But if that was, that would mean this person could have the insight on survival she needs. The only way to know was to get closer. So with that, the near-dead Sasha made her way to whoever this person was. (OOC: I want this character to meet Tony, as he seems to have started the RP.)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2017 2:42 pm
As the dwarf of a man hefted another girder on his shoulder, he saw a haggard, pallid figure ambling up the road. Was is someone in desperate need of help, or another mindless spook wandering the barren wastes? "Halt! Speak yer business here or wander off where you came from, cause if ya rush me, I'm takin' off yer head," he growled, glaring and standing his ground. With that metal girder easily twice his size sitting on his shoulder without a hint of effort, his words carried quite a bit of weight. But as Sasha sized him up, Tony merely stood at attention as he awaited her actions.
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