Just so everybody knows and understands the setting of this RP, here is the intro to our story. Please take the time to read it. If you have any questions, please ask it inTHISthread.
It was the year 2084, the year the entire planet cried out in despair as mankind plundered, raped, and destroyed nearly all resources on the planet. Food was scarce, space was at a premium, and governments struggled to feed their ever growing populations. Only a few areas remained livable by man without the aid of any technology. However, man was not going to take this defeat lying down. In the face of this devastation, companies arose, some eagerly wanting to fix their wrongs while others were merely looking to profit off of the misfortune of the masses.
No company was bigger in what was coined as "Reverse Earth" technology than Global Tech Industries. While many viewed them as a corrupt company draining every last dollar from their consumers, nobody could deny their impact on the planet. They created products that filtered even the most contaminated waters, created new housing that used only the sun's energy to power them, and numerous other technologies to help reforest, repopulate, and correct the many errors humans had made. None of this could have been done without their leading scientist Dr. James Hartford. Although he worked for GTI, his work was motivated only by the ideas of helping out mankind. Dr. Hartford was on the brink of an Earth changing invention, one that could create mass from nothing. His intentions were to use the machine to create food and water for everyone on the planet making life's necessities abundant and available for everyone.
Ten years have since passed and the world has drastically changed. Life was no longer a struggle for most and the planet itself was being reborn; inhabitable areas became renewed with life, toxic water supplies were being purified, and various species of animals were being brought back from the brink of extinction. All of this paled in comparison to what was to be the best thing to happen to the planet and its people who lived on it. Dr. James Hartford's new machine was finally finished. It was to bring in the new century of hope, prosperity, and innovation.
On July 10th, 2094 the miraculous machine was to be unveiled. People from all of the world came to marvel at this new technology. Hundreds of thousands of people came to see the machines first creation. The spectacle was unlike anything else that the planet had witnessed. Dr. James Hartford proudly walked up the platform as everyone in attendance cheered. With a flick of a switch, the machine came to life. Gears turned, lights came on, and the intricate machinery gave off a low buzz. The machine which was the size of a three story building, the top a giant globe of energy that it used to pull off the transformation. Everyone watched, unsure of just what exactly they were waiting for. Minutes passed without any results but nobody lost their hope in what the machine had promised them.
While everyone in the crowd continued to watch in awe, Dr. Hartford knew something was not right. This was taking far longer than his tests concluded. That's when it happened. The sphere of energy began to shake violently. The crowd began to run in fear as the ball grew out of control. The raw and pure energy ripped through the machine below it as it continued to increase in size. Dr. James Hartford stayed on stage, unsure of what would happen and unsure of what he could do to stop it. Before there was even time to react, the ball of energy erupted. Waves tore through the sky destroying everything in its path. Humans, buildings, and even the atmosphere were torn apart. The waves continued to spread through the city, then then state, the country and eventually the whole world felt its power.
It is now 2097 and the world lies in ruins, worse so then before. It was estimated that only ten percent of the world's population survived the devastation. The world has become a place were only the strongest survive. Shelter became something people killed for and food and water were even harder to come by. A few governments did their best to try to police the chaos but few have been even remotely successful. Most areas have come under the control of miscellaneous leaders gaining their control through force and intimidation. The rest of the population wanders the streets looking for anything they can eat or drink and doing their best just to survive. Many have banded together in desperate hope of improving their chances of survival. People from all walks of life, coming together to face this adversity. Man's recent glimpse of hope has been torn apart by this new reality and way of life.
CHARACTER SHEET:
A word on technology…
Since we’re playing this in the near future, we have some freedom when creating our characters. That being said, we will still be using conventional ballistics weapons (IE, no lazorz), albeit more advanced versions. Keep in mind that depending on your backstory, your everyday farm boy probably won’t have access to the X-76 Obliterator Cannon, or whatever weapons you want to give him/her. Try to pick weaponry and items that mesh well with your character, so they stay believable.
Name: (Simple enough, pick a name)
Age: (Since we’re still normal people in this game, pick a reasonable age)
Gender: (Doesn’t need to be explained)
Physical Description: (Basically, write out a description of what your character looks like. Feel free to include whatever you think is relevant)
Job: (Since our characters are in a modern society, most of their skills and such will come from their job background. Limitations will also come from this. For example, you will rarely see a physicist who is also a body builder.)
Background: (The backstory of your character. Feel free to include anything in here, but please keep it believable)
Reason for joining: (What brought your character to band together with the rest of us)
Equipment: (This is where anything from weaponry to clothing would go. As well as any utility items your character possesses, such as a matches or shit like that.)
Text Color: (Choose something different from everyone else to help us distinguish who is talking)
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Physical Description: William is on the weaker side as far as build goes. Most notably, his face is horribly disfigured from the blast that destroyed everything. He only has one eye and a mechanical jaw to replace his.
Personality: William goes back and forth from being very encouraging by helping others and leading the group to complete despair when he thinks back upon all he has lost. This inconsistency in his personalty often creates problems.
Job: William was a tinkerer of sorts and built different machines and gizmos up until "the collapse". He is skilled in both the mechanical and scientific aspect of his job.
Background: William lived with his family as they all prospered during the last years of the golden era of Earth. He lived very comfortably with his wife and two kids. While he spent hours upon hours in his lab working on new projects, he always found time to spend with them. Always putting other's needs in front of his, he dedicated his life to helping not only his family but everyone with his inventions.
Reason for joining: William is on the brink of despair. Missing his family greatly, he lacked the motivation to continue. Close to ending his own life, he stumbled upon a group of people trying to survive after the collapse. He offered a helping hand and found renewed interest in surviving being able to help others again.
Equipment: Minor gadgets he built awhile back as Earth Reversing technology. Things like a couple water purifiers and small energy sources.
Text Color: White
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Physical Description: Edward possesses an average build, he lifted weights to keep in shape before the collapse, and the constant physical activity after the collapse has kept him in shape, though slightly malnourished. He suffered no physical disfigurations from the blast or the fallout from the machine, he counts his lucky stars that he has fared better than the other 90% of the world.
Job: Edward drifted from teaching phys-ed at a high school, to being a sports scout for his favorite game, baseball. Because of his job, he was placed in the USA the day of the collapse, cut off from returning to his birthplace.
Background: Edward grew up in Australia, and at an early age was found to be quite good at baseball. He played throughout most of his teen years, and upon graduating high school, decided to pursue a career in teaching the game to younger generations. He got a job at the same high school he graduated from after finishing college, and lived out of an apartment with his girlfriend up until the day of the collapse. Australia was relatively unscathed by the incident, though sadly, his girlfriend had gone to see the unveiling. Edward was unable to attend due to his job, and partly blames himself for her death.
Reason for joining: Confused and alone, Edward needed to make friends as fast as he could.
Equipment: Edward scavenges equipment almost daily, though he has 3 possessions that almost never leave his side. His "lucky" trench coat rarely leaves his shoulders, as it is one of the few possessions he still has from Australia. As for weaponry, he carries a sawn off shotgun and a baseball bat, both have served him very well in apocalyptic America.
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Physical Description: Skinny, but well-fed. His only notable characteristics are his several scars on the chest.
Job: No specific job. He's very proficient is all sorts of small crafting.
Background: Michael Reid was a shy, low-profile boy all through his teenage years. Only child of a single mother, Michael's bond with his mother was really tight. On his 18 birthday, they went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate. After dinner, they decided to walk back home, since they rarely saw the city from ground level. On their way home, they were intercepted by a guy with a gun, asking for their money. Michael froze, panic taking control of his body. He saw his mother arguing with the mugger, so afraid that he couldn't even distinguish the words. Suddenly, he heard a gunshot. All other noises muted, images got blurry. He forgot to breath, as he saw her mother falling to the ground. Fear and anger rose to levels he had never experienced, levels he couldn't believe existed. Something clicked in Michael's head.
The next thing he knew, he was handcuffed to a hospital bed, a terrible pain searing through his chest. He looked down and saw five clean bandages on his chest. Police and doctors entered his room. After several hours of talking, they explained him that witnesses had seen him running towards an armed person, recieving five shots in the way, before beating the hell out of the armed guy. When the police arrived, little was left of the mugger to recognize him. He was arrested and taken to the hospital. As soon as his life was out of danger, he was questioned. The only time when he open his mouth was to state his name. Sanchez.
His wounds were healing really fast considering he had been on the brink of death only days ago. So fast, the doctors were shocked. Several neurologists and physiologists had studied him over the past few days. From what he could overhear from his bed, it was impossible that a light-built child could summon the strength to beat a man to death after recieving five gunshots. Later they explained him that he had developed a "temporary alter-ego," a personality independent of his own, built to cope with the pain, panic and anger he had felt at the time of the incident. This personality was part of his subconscious, and therefore had access to parts of his brain that were restricted to Michael. That's why he was able to ignore the pain, summon strenght very much above his normal level, and devote more energy to the healing of his body. The personality had named itself Sanchez and was now a part of himself. It would manisfest whenever Michael felt extreme pain, fear or anger, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. When he was healed, he was transfered to a mental hospital.
In the hospital, Micheal had a lot of time to mourn his mother. After he got over the incident, he dedicated himself to small crafts. The hospital encouraged manual work, so they made his job easier. He created several decorations for his room, made of almost every material posible. He got bored fast, but it was the only thing he could do to distract himself.
Six years later, a 24-year-old Michael was roaming the halls of the hospital. He had asked several times to leave it, since he was already mentally healthy, but the answer had always been the same: Sanchez was a danger to society. Suddenly, a huge blast shook the floor under his feet. The building was collapsing, but he couldn't hear anything. Everything seemed to be fading. Panic overwhelmed him as the floor under his feet gave up...
When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by a group of people. He looked around, seeing his city in ruins. After asking around, he found out about the machine blowing up and the whole world going nuts. The group said they had found him searching corpses near a mental facility a day ago. He had joined them without explanation. Looking down, he saw two pistols strapped to his belt. The doctors were right: Sanchez was a danger to society. He decided to follow this group, they were the only people he knew, and they seem to treat him well.
Reason for joining: He has no idea, it was Sanchez's doing.
Equipment: Two normal pistols and crafting tools.
Text Colour: Micheal: Blue Sanchez: Dark blue I will change Sanchez colour to something more distinguishable later, I just didn't want to take up two different colours before everyone chose theirs.
Job:
Electrical Engineer, both hardware and software. He has been working at MIT since the chaos began to escalate.
Background:
..
Reason for joining:
Having experienced the dangers of the harsh, apocalyptic landscape he needs a group to travel with.
Equipment:
Backpack.
High Capacity Energy Cell.
Solar pad (for recharging).
Modular Archive (or MA. Basically a PDA with extraordinary memory. Is able to interface with a lot of equipment).
Stick (for walking long distances and rudimentary defence).
Job: Nuclear Engineer coming from Stanford. Became a manager at a place called Insta-Tech, a engineering firm based in San Francisco.
Background: Richard Knox was a born and raised American man. Raised in Chicago, he thought his first calling in life was the military, as his father was in the Navy. After two years, he decided to change career paths and went to Stanford to get his degree in Nuclear Engineering. There, he met his wife Stacy and they decided to move to San Francisco after he got a job offer there for the company called Insta-Tech, a promised firm that was partnered with James Hartford in creating his machine, loaning money, parts, and men to aid him build it.
At the time of disaster, Richard Knox was in Japan in the testing labs the Insta-Tech branch in Nanbu, Japan. His wife, Stacy, went to see the glory machine created by Hartford. Using the new phone technologies of the time, Richard was watching the event live with his wife. As the machine exploded, Richard saw his wife get vaporized before his eyes before the machine destroyed the phone.
Secured in the underground testing labs, Richard Knox was safe from the blast and faced none of the effects. Yet he quickly abandoned his area in Japan to flee for America, trying to find his kids and the rest of his family... if they are still alive...
Reason for joining: On his way to America, he heard of a group who have banded together that appeared to have things going. He quickly decided to join them as he headed West trying to find his family.
Equipment: Richard normally wears a brown jacket and jeans. As he patrols the wasteland, he will wear a bulletproof vest underneath his jacket along with a EPPP (Or E-Tri-P or prounced etripe), a energy powered pulse pistol. He also carries a grappling hook, a compass, and a pack of cigarettes in case of stress.
Physical Description: Although the world has been ripped apart, Chris luckily avoided any physical harm. He bares no scars or injuries from "the Collapse". He is decently tall, and is slightly muscular, but nothing defined. He typically is well shaven, but in these times, hygiene comes second to survival. His hair is either buzzed or short and starting to thin at an early age. His eye site isn't the best and he is forced to wear glasses.
Job: Chris was a stay at home dad, taking care of his 5-year old twin daughters and his 7-year old son. Since his wife was the only source for income in the family, Chris wasn't able to live a life of luxury and even though the technology exists and is well practiced, he suffers from hair loss and bad eye site.
Background: He grew up in a typical family based town and attended the community college after high school. He meet his future wife, Amy, and they got married shortly after he graduated from college, four years later. After his wife and him settled down into a nice house just outside of Flagstaff, Arizona, they decided to have kids. His wife birthed their son, Jayden, and two years later, their twin daughters Taylor and Jacqueline.
Amy and the girls went to witness the unveiling of the new machine that was going to change the way the world was reborn, evidently, they were killed during the explosion. Chris and Jayden stayed home to watch it on TV and after the explosion their house was shaken by the explosion leading to collapse. Jayden and Chris made it out of the house before it collapsed, but Jayden was injured and fell ill from the injury. With the recent events and medical support being stretched so thin, Jayden died a week and a half later.
After the tragedies that Chris had endured, he found himself wandering the local area in search of any kind of path to lead him somewhere. With the rest of the town dead or already gone, he attempted to make his own path. Months after "the Collapse" he had heard talk on old style radios of groups of people join together to better their chances of survival, but he could not bare to part with his son.
Reason for Joining: Finally a group of people ventured through Flagstaff and he found it easier to leave with other people than to leave to go to find them.
Equipment: Chris wears typical cloths, including a T-shirt and jeans along with college sweats. However, he possess two very handing piece of equipment; an GTI EverDepth2 Pouch and a GTI P-89 Instant Water Purifier. Inside his pouch he carried other various object, mostly memorabilia of his family and other mostly useless items.
Just so everybody knows and understands the setting of this RP, here is the intro to our story. Please take the time to read it. If you have any questions, please ask it inTHISthread.
It was the year 2084, the year the entire planet cried out in despair as mankind plundered, raped, and destroyed nearly all resources on the planet. Food was scarce, space was at a premium, and governments struggled to feed their ever growing populations. Only a few areas remained livable by man without the aid of any technology. However, man was not going to take this defeat lying down. In the face of this devastation, companies arose, some eagerly wanting to fix their wrongs while others were merely looking to profit off of the misfortune of the masses.
No company was bigger in what was coined as "Reverse Earth" technology than Global Tech Industries. While many viewed them as a corrupt company draining every last dollar from their consumers, nobody could deny their impact on the planet. They created products that filtered even the most contaminated waters, created new housing that used only the sun's energy to power them, and numerous other technologies to help reforest, repopulate, and correct the many errors humans had made. None of this could have been done without their leading scientist Dr. James Hartford. Although he worked for GTI, his work was motivated only by the ideas of helping out mankind. Dr. Hartford was on the brink of an Earth changing invention, one that could create mass from nothing. His intentions were to use the machine to create food and water for everyone on the planet making life's necessities abundant and available for everyone.
Ten years have since passed and the world has drastically changed. Life was no longer a struggle for most and the planet itself was being reborn; inhabitable areas became renewed with life, toxic water supplies were being purified, and various species of animals were being brought back from the brink of extinction. All of this paled in comparison to what was to be the best thing to happen to the planet and its people who lived on it. Dr. James Hartford's new machine was finally finished. It was to bring in the new century of hope, prosperity, and innovation.
On July 10th, 2094 the miraculous machine was to be unveiled. People from all of the world came to marvel at this new technology. Hundreds of thousands of people came to see the machines first creation. The spectacle was unlike anything else that the planet had witnessed. Dr. James Hartford proudly walked up the platform as everyone in attendance cheered. With a flick of a switch, the machine came to life. Gears turned, lights came on, and the intricate machinery gave off a low buzz. The machine which was the size of a three story building, the top a giant globe of energy that it used to pull off the transformation. Everyone watched, unsure of just what exactly they were waiting for. Minutes passed without any results but nobody lost their hope in what the machine had promised them.
While everyone in the crowd continued to watch in awe, Dr. Hartford knew something was not right. This was taking far longer than his tests concluded. That's when it happened. The sphere of energy began to shake violently. The crowd began to run in fear as the ball grew out of control. The raw and pure energy ripped through the machine below it as it continued to increase in size. Dr. James Hartford stayed on stage, unsure of what would happen and unsure of what he could do to stop it. Before there was even time to react, the ball of energy erupted. Waves tore through the sky destroying everything in its path. Humans, buildings, and even the atmosphere were torn apart. The waves continued to spread through the city, then then state, the country and eventually the whole world felt its power.
It is now 2097 and the world lies in ruins, worse so then before. It was estimated that only ten percent of the world's population survived the devastation. The world has become a place were only the strongest survive. Shelter became something people killed for and food and water were even harder to come by. A few governments did their best to try to police the chaos but few have been even remotely successful. Most areas have come under the control of miscellaneous leaders gaining their control through force and intimidation. The rest of the population wanders the streets looking for anything they can eat or drink and doing their best just to survive. Many have banded together in desperate hope of improving their chances of survival. People from all walks of life, coming together to face this adversity. Man's recent glimpse of hope has been torn apart by this new reality and way of life.
CHARACTER SHEET:
A word on technology…
Since we’re playing this in the near future, we have some freedom when creating our characters. That being said, we will still be using conventional ballistics weapons (IE, no lazorz), albeit more advanced versions. Keep in mind that depending on your backstory, your everyday farm boy probably won’t have access to the X-76 Obliterator Cannon, or whatever weapons you want to give him/her. Try to pick weaponry and items that mesh well with your character, so they stay believable.
Name: (Simple enough, pick a name)
Age: (Since we’re still normal people in this game, pick a reasonable age)
Gender: (Doesn’t need to be explained)
Physical Description: (Basically, write out a description of what your character looks like. Feel free to include whatever you think is relevant)
Job: (Since our characters are in a modern society, most of their skills and such will come from their job background. Limitations will also come from this. For example, you will rarely see a physicist who is also a body builder.)
Background: (The backstory of your character. Feel free to include anything in here, but please keep it believable)
Reason for joining: (What brought your character to band together with the rest of us)
Equipment: (This is where anything from weaponry to clothing would go. As well as any utility items your character possesses, such as a matches or shit like that.)
Text Color: (Choose something different from everyone else to help us distinguish who is talking)
My guy would run around with a flaming erection.
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No company was bigger in what was coined as "Reverse Earth" technology than Global Tech Industries. While many viewed them as a corrupt company draining every last dollar from their consumers, nobody could deny their impact on the planet. They created products that filtered even the most contaminated waters, created new housing that used only the sun's energy to power them, and numerous other technologies to help reforest, repopulate, and correct the many errors humans had made. None of this could have been done without their leading scientist Dr. James Hartford. Although he worked for GTI, his work was motivated only by the ideas of helping out mankind. Dr. Hartford was on the brink of an Earth changing invention, one that could create mass from nothing. His intentions were to use the machine to create food and water for everyone on the planet making life's necessities abundant and available for everyone.
Ten years have since passed and the world has drastically changed. Life was no longer a struggle for most and the planet itself was being reborn; inhabitable areas became renewed with life, toxic water supplies were being purified, and various species of animals were being brought back from the brink of extinction. All of this paled in comparison to what was to be the best thing to happen to the planet and its people who lived on it. Dr. James Hartford's new machine was finally finished. It was to bring in the new century of hope, prosperity, and innovation.
On July 10th, 2094 the miraculous machine was to be unveiled. People from all of the world came to marvel at this new technology. Hundreds of thousands of people came to see the machines first creation. The spectacle was unlike anything else that the planet had witnessed. Dr. James Hartford proudly walked up the platform as everyone in attendance cheered. With a flick of a switch, the machine came to life. Gears turned, lights came on, and the intricate machinery gave off a low buzz. The machine which was the size of a three story building, the top a giant globe of energy that it used to pull off the transformation. Everyone watched, unsure of just what exactly they were waiting for. Minutes passed without any results but nobody lost their hope in what the machine had promised them.
While everyone in the crowd continued to watch in awe, Dr. Hartford knew something was not right. This was taking far longer than his tests concluded. That's when it happened. The sphere of energy began to shake violently. The crowd began to run in fear as the ball grew out of control. The raw and pure energy ripped through the machine below it as it continued to increase in size. Dr. James Hartford stayed on stage, unsure of what would happen and unsure of what he could do to stop it. Before there was even time to react, the ball of energy erupted. Waves tore through the sky destroying everything in its path. Humans, buildings, and even the atmosphere were torn apart. The waves continued to spread through the city, then then state, the country and eventually the whole world felt its power.
It is now 2097 and the world lies in ruins, worse so then before. It was estimated that only ten percent of the world's population survived the devastation. The world has become a place were only the strongest survive. Shelter became something people killed for and food and water were even harder to come by. A few governments did their best to try to police the chaos but few have been even remotely successful. Most areas have come under the control of miscellaneous leaders gaining their control through force and intimidation. The rest of the population wanders the streets looking for anything they can eat or drink and doing their best just to survive. Many have banded together in desperate hope of improving their chances of survival. People from all walks of life, coming together to face this adversity. Man's recent glimpse of hope has been torn apart by this new reality and way of life.
CHARACTER SHEET:
A word on technology…
Since we’re playing this in the near future, we have some freedom when creating our characters. That being said, we will still be using conventional ballistics weapons (IE, no lazorz), albeit more advanced versions. Keep in mind that depending on your backstory, your everyday farm boy probably won’t have access to the X-76 Obliterator Cannon, or whatever weapons you want to give him/her. Try to pick weaponry and items that mesh well with your character, so they stay believable.
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Name: William Tyler
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Physical Description: William is on the weaker side as far as build goes. Most notably, his face is horribly disfigured from the blast that destroyed everything. He only has one eye and a mechanical jaw to replace his.
Personality: William goes back and forth from being very encouraging by helping others and leading the group to complete despair when he thinks back upon all he has lost. This inconsistency in his personalty often creates problems.
Job: William was a tinkerer of sorts and built different machines and gizmos up until "the collapse". He is skilled in both the mechanical and scientific aspect of his job.
Background: William lived with his family as they all prospered during the last years of the golden era of Earth. He lived very comfortably with his wife and two kids. While he spent hours upon hours in his lab working on new projects, he always found time to spend with them. Always putting other's needs in front of his, he dedicated his life to helping not only his family but everyone with his inventions.
Reason for joining: William is on the brink of despair. Missing his family greatly, he lacked the motivation to continue. Close to ending his own life, he stumbled upon a group of people trying to survive after the collapse. He offered a helping hand and found renewed interest in surviving being able to help others again.
Equipment: Minor gadgets he built awhile back as Earth Reversing technology. Things like a couple water purifiers and small energy sources.
Text Color: White
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Name: Edward McGill
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Edward possesses an average build, he lifted weights to keep in shape before the collapse, and the constant physical activity after the collapse has kept him in shape, though slightly malnourished. He suffered no physical disfigurations from the blast or the fallout from the machine, he counts his lucky stars that he has fared better than the other 90% of the world.
Job: Edward drifted from teaching phys-ed at a high school, to being a sports scout for his favorite game, baseball. Because of his job, he was placed in the USA the day of the collapse, cut off from returning to his birthplace.
Background: Edward grew up in Australia, and at an early age was found to be quite good at baseball. He played throughout most of his teen years, and upon graduating high school, decided to pursue a career in teaching the game to younger generations. He got a job at the same high school he graduated from after finishing college, and lived out of an apartment with his girlfriend up until the day of the collapse. Australia was relatively unscathed by the incident, though sadly, his girlfriend had gone to see the unveiling. Edward was unable to attend due to his job, and partly blames himself for her death.
Reason for joining: Confused and alone, Edward needed to make friends as fast as he could.
Equipment: Edward scavenges equipment almost daily, though he has 3 possessions that almost never leave his side. His "lucky" trench coat rarely leaves his shoulders, as it is one of the few possessions he still has from Australia. As for weaponry, he carries a sawn off shotgun and a baseball bat, both have served him very well in apocalyptic America.
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Age: 24
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Skinny, but well-fed. His only notable characteristics are his several scars on the chest.
Job: No specific job. He's very proficient is all sorts of small crafting.
Background: Michael Reid was a shy, low-profile boy all through his teenage years. Only child of a single mother, Michael's bond with his mother was really tight. On his 18 birthday, they went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate. After dinner, they decided to walk back home, since they rarely saw the city from ground level. On their way home, they were intercepted by a guy with a gun, asking for their money. Michael froze, panic taking control of his body. He saw his mother arguing with the mugger, so afraid that he couldn't even distinguish the words. Suddenly, he heard a gunshot. All other noises muted, images got blurry. He forgot to breath, as he saw her mother falling to the ground. Fear and anger rose to levels he had never experienced, levels he couldn't believe existed. Something clicked in Michael's head.
The next thing he knew, he was handcuffed to a hospital bed, a terrible pain searing through his chest. He looked down and saw five clean bandages on his chest. Police and doctors entered his room. After several hours of talking, they explained him that witnesses had seen him running towards an armed person, recieving five shots in the way, before beating the hell out of the armed guy. When the police arrived, little was left of the mugger to recognize him. He was arrested and taken to the hospital. As soon as his life was out of danger, he was questioned. The only time when he open his mouth was to state his name. Sanchez.
His wounds were healing really fast considering he had been on the brink of death only days ago. So fast, the doctors were shocked. Several neurologists and physiologists had studied him over the past few days. From what he could overhear from his bed, it was impossible that a light-built child could summon the strength to beat a man to death after recieving five gunshots. Later they explained him that he had developed a "temporary alter-ego," a personality independent of his own, built to cope with the pain, panic and anger he had felt at the time of the incident. This personality was part of his subconscious, and therefore had access to parts of his brain that were restricted to Michael. That's why he was able to ignore the pain, summon strenght very much above his normal level, and devote more energy to the healing of his body. The personality had named itself Sanchez and was now a part of himself. It would manisfest whenever Michael felt extreme pain, fear or anger, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. When he was healed, he was transfered to a mental hospital.
In the hospital, Micheal had a lot of time to mourn his mother. After he got over the incident, he dedicated himself to small crafts. The hospital encouraged manual work, so they made his job easier. He created several decorations for his room, made of almost every material posible. He got bored fast, but it was the only thing he could do to distract himself.
Six years later, a 24-year-old Michael was roaming the halls of the hospital. He had asked several times to leave it, since he was already mentally healthy, but the answer had always been the same: Sanchez was a danger to society. Suddenly, a huge blast shook the floor under his feet. The building was collapsing, but he couldn't hear anything. Everything seemed to be fading. Panic overwhelmed him as the floor under his feet gave up...
When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by a group of people. He looked around, seeing his city in ruins. After asking around, he found out about the machine blowing up and the whole world going nuts. The group said they had found him searching corpses near a mental facility a day ago. He had joined them without explanation. Looking down, he saw two pistols strapped to his belt. The doctors were right: Sanchez was a danger to society. He decided to follow this group, they were the only people he knew, and they seem to treat him well.
Reason for joining: He has no idea, it was Sanchez's doing.
Equipment: Two normal pistols and crafting tools.
Text Colour: Micheal: Blue
Sanchez: Dark blue
I will change Sanchez colour to something more distinguishable later, I just didn't want to take up two different colours before everyone chose theirs.
Max Wolff
Age:
35
Gender:
Male
Physical description:
[spoil]
Job:
Electrical Engineer, both hardware and software. He has been working at MIT since the chaos began to escalate.
Background:
..
Reason for joining:
Having experienced the dangers of the harsh, apocalyptic landscape he needs a group to travel with.
Equipment:
Backpack.
High Capacity Energy Cell.
Solar pad (for recharging).
Modular Archive (or MA. Basically a PDA with extraordinary memory. Is able to interface with a lot of equipment).
Stick (for walking long distances and rudimentary defence).
Text Colour:
This one of course!.
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Age: 37
Gender: Male
Physical Description:
Your typical successful American.
Job: Nuclear Engineer coming from Stanford. Became a manager at a place called Insta-Tech, a engineering firm based in San Francisco.
Background: Richard Knox was a born and raised American man. Raised in Chicago, he thought his first calling in life was the military, as his father was in the Navy. After two years, he decided to change career paths and went to Stanford to get his degree in Nuclear Engineering. There, he met his wife Stacy and they decided to move to San Francisco after he got a job offer there for the company called Insta-Tech, a promised firm that was partnered with James Hartford in creating his machine, loaning money, parts, and men to aid him build it.
At the time of disaster, Richard Knox was in Japan in the testing labs the Insta-Tech branch in Nanbu, Japan. His wife, Stacy, went to see the glory machine created by Hartford. Using the new phone technologies of the time, Richard was watching the event live with his wife. As the machine exploded, Richard saw his wife get vaporized before his eyes before the machine destroyed the phone.
Secured in the underground testing labs, Richard Knox was safe from the blast and faced none of the effects. Yet he quickly abandoned his area in Japan to flee for America, trying to find his kids and the rest of his family... if they are still alive...
Reason for joining: On his way to America, he heard of a group who have banded together that appeared to have things going. He quickly decided to join them as he headed West trying to find his family.
Equipment: Richard normally wears a brown jacket and jeans. As he patrols the wasteland, he will wear a bulletproof vest underneath his jacket along with a EPPP (Or E-Tri-P or prounced etripe), a energy powered pulse pistol. He also carries a grappling hook, a compass, and a pack of cigarettes in case of stress.
Text Color: Red
Name: Christopher Williams
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Although the world has been ripped apart, Chris luckily avoided any physical harm. He bares no scars or injuries from "the Collapse". He is decently tall, and is slightly muscular, but nothing defined. He typically is well shaven, but in these times, hygiene comes second to survival. His hair is either buzzed or short and starting to thin at an early age. His eye site isn't the best and he is forced to wear glasses.
Job: Chris was a stay at home dad, taking care of his 5-year old twin daughters and his 7-year old son. Since his wife was the only source for income in the family, Chris wasn't able to live a life of luxury and even though the technology exists and is well practiced, he suffers from hair loss and bad eye site.
Background: He grew up in a typical family based town and attended the community college after high school. He meet his future wife, Amy, and they got married shortly after he graduated from college, four years later. After his wife and him settled down into a nice house just outside of Flagstaff, Arizona, they decided to have kids. His wife birthed their son, Jayden, and two years later, their twin daughters Taylor and Jacqueline.
Amy and the girls went to witness the unveiling of the new machine that was going to change the way the world was reborn, evidently, they were killed during the explosion. Chris and Jayden stayed home to watch it on TV and after the explosion their house was shaken by the explosion leading to collapse. Jayden and Chris made it out of the house before it collapsed, but Jayden was injured and fell ill from the injury. With the recent events and medical support being stretched so thin, Jayden died a week and a half later.
After the tragedies that Chris had endured, he found himself wandering the local area in search of any kind of path to lead him somewhere. With the rest of the town dead or already gone, he attempted to make his own path. Months after "the Collapse" he had heard talk on old style radios of groups of people join together to better their chances of survival, but he could not bare to part with his son.
Reason for Joining: Finally a group of people ventured through Flagstaff and he found it easier to leave with other people than to leave to go to find them.
Equipment: Chris wears typical cloths, including a T-shirt and jeans along with college sweats. However, he possess two very handing piece of equipment; an GTI EverDepth2 Pouch and a GTI P-89 Instant Water Purifier. Inside his pouch he carried other various object, mostly memorabilia of his family and other mostly useless items.
Text Color: Yellow