[IC] Crusade of the Hungry and the Desparate [P-Apoc]

[Catharyn]

Hello and welcome to the Crusade!
We are still open for people to tag along!

Here is where all talk related to the roleplay maintained by Cthulus and myself will go from here on.

[Lucius Cypher]

Might want to change that IC to OOC, some people might think this is where people are suppose to Roleplay.

[Gravislayer]

Indeed, just wanted to add that I am interrested in this rp. You gotta love the atomic waste

[Catcher]

I'm interested to tag along. I have been following your Interest Check thread and it your plans seem good!

[Cthulus]

The Interest Check/Planning

Yes, let's make this the OOC, I will start the IC myself soon enough once more people report in here.
Character sheets are unnecessary for the most part, post your character's name and an image (photos please!) and what their gear/job/role is, if you'd like. This is realism with a touch of sci-fi horror, so message me if you want permission to be some kind of insane psychic or something equally extravagant.

[Gravislayer]

Creating it tomorrow

[Catharyn]

Ah, my bad. Someone contact the name-changing department.

[Cthulus]

Oh, and Desperate*


Dr. Arthur Kuranes

[Catharyn]

*sigh*
I was in a rush a'right! Hush.

[Lucius Cypher]

Here's my profile, cleared by Cthulus.


Name: Donny Lee Yang
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Info: Donny Lee Yang was originally just another scavenger, whose specialty was tinkering with barely functioning machines and trying to make them work again. When he was twenty-four, he found an old mechanic shop. Most of the stuff was working, but there wasn’t anything to work on. So for the next few years, he brought in scrap metal and other worn down machinery, repairing them or transforming them into something new. As time went on, he became out of touch with reality, and began to call himself “The Mechanist” or “Santa Claus”. He made heavily armed robots with fully functional, building weapons. He also sometimes made weapons for himself. But soon, he found himself surrounded with nothing but weapons and nothing to shoot. So every year, he would leave his workshop with his army of robots, giving the gift of heavy ordinances to the innocent and punishing the guilty with cold justice. He also has his robots hide random guns and weapons in various places, like regularly restocking gun stores with guns so that scavengers can raid them, or putting handguns and bullets in old police stations. Occasionally, he might even make a personal visits if he’s out scavenging.