Not as far as I can tell...

I was thinking of rolling up a hippie farmer who might have been a former CoG member, but I'm still workin' on that.

I was thinking of rolling up a hippie farmer who might have been a former CoG member, but I'm still workin' on that.

I get the feeling that you don't become a "former" member. Considering their motto and end goal (to eradicate anyone who isn't a CoG), your character would die if he tried to defect/leave. You could try for a "narrowly escaped and is being hunted" story, but I dunno. I kind of like the idea of them being steady: you either are one, or you're a target. You can't join and you can't leave.

All people who have posted complete sheets are accepted. Those that are yet to be completed look fine regardless and will probably be accepted.

The Psychic Refugee said
I was thinking of rolling up a hippie farmer who might have been a former CoG member, but I'm still workin' on that.

I'm going to have to agree to MatthiasAngel in that it would probably be really hard for them because of the CoG's mandate. Maybe if they were in the cult early and got out before it became what it is at the time of the RP it might work but even then the CoG would be after him in one way or another. The way I think this could work is if he were to get out of the organization without them immediately knowing of it, then going to a place at least a little far from their main camp to set up their farm.

Considering that the cult is being led by a borderline genocidal dictator, it is unlikely that there was much of an "early phase" where the rules were lax, and even if there were and he left, they would not have let him leave so easily if at all. Granted, once the "grid" is off, it would be much easier to slip under the radar and live somewhere else, but likely that, if he had escaped (and he knew how the CoG worked), he wouldn't be picking a place to stay for any length of time.

But this is not my RP, so the genesis of the cult is up to you. I would like to know, though, how they survived the Apostate, or if there is a connection of some kind. Perhaps our Annihilator has more power than we know?

Also, where will the whole RP be occurring? I'd like to experience some character interaction at some point. One of my favorite parts of RPing is letting part of my story be decided by a stranger.

Well it's not exactly that rules were relaxed more like there were less members therefore it would be easier to slip out of the camp without being noticed. The flipside though is that because there are less members it would take less time to realize someone is missing.

It's less that they survived because they were chosen and more because they survived and the Annihilator said they were chosen. In my mind he was already a little deranged to begin with and then when the Apostate happened his own psyche led him to believe that he was left there for a purpose. He was however charismatic, leading many to join his cult and as his own legend grew more wanted in. He then became somewhat of a profit, having the final say in choosing those whom he thought had been chosen by a higher power to stay to defend what he sees as "the good" and those whom he thought were the evil. That's all I'll say for now without getting into pre-Apostate background, because that'll ruin the fun of finding out through playing now won't it.

The story will basically take place in the NYC area before branching off to a bit of the surrounding state. Characters will find themselves in that area and I would recommend finding smaller groups between everyone before the stories eventually intertwine with that of The Seer's group. That being said it doesn't have to be that way, we can have the characters all meet up at the very start and then they start to learn the character traits of others before finally setting off as bigger group.

As an aside, if no one signs up for the Children of God I think I'll go about controlling some characters for that, they won't be initially present but there may be some random encounters along the way.

Awesome. Looking forward to this.

I just completed my CS by adding a photo.

Finished mine as well. Just added a bit more... >.> Like a notepad and pencils.

Both accepted.

Alright, sorry for not having the IC up yet, I'm going to try to have it up tomorrow night if I don't get caught up with schoolwork.

Well, he would have been in a weirder phase of his life, and yes, cults are indeed built out of people like that, not just rules and this indomitable idea of an impenetrable cult. Most religious groups are built around drug experiences which aid religious figures in reaching & preaching the altered state of mind that is central to their dogma, and help their followers stay within that altered state. Almost all religion and witchcraft culture is based around this concept. Trust me, I study religious anthropology :P

Anyway, he was more a person used/using the movement for a brief and harrowing time of his life. Imagine a Nazi youth waking up one day and realizing how fucking stupid his life was. When many of the members were still figuring out just what a life in this cult would mean in the early days, either going crazy or finding "God within", he saw the closing window to vanish and went through it. He is still extremely terrified/respectful of the Great Annihilator. (btw that's a great album, lel) I hope he doesn't seem to obnoxious...



Name: "The Druid" AKA 'Cid

Gender: Male

Age: 25, nearing his 26th birthday.

Pre-Apostate Occupation: Political activist/militant, Student, drug-dealer.

Equipment: A badly maintained but still operable Remington 870 shotgun, sawed barrel, 6 shells for said shotgun. This weapon is mostly used to scare off people. He always carries at least one bottle or his canteen of water with him. In his rucksack (old, canvas), he carries a snub-nosed S&W revolver and 15 bullets for it, a dangerous-looking utility knife-kit, dried food made from several ground up and dried sources. Always has at least one working lighter on him, if not more. Strapped to the back is his guitar, the only thing he's owned that stays in working order on its own. He also carries an extra blanket in his bag, just in case. He wears a thick, heavy green military jacket covered in band patches, a filthy workshirt, a brown shirt, well-fitted black jeans, and always wears old, brown military boots. Always armed with a smirk.

Personality: Loud-voiced and almost stupid, this is mostly a front for a survivalist, kill-or-be-killed attitude, even if he really isn't all that smart. His attention span is erratic; sometimes he can carry an actually intelligent debate on for hours, most of the time he'll remark on tiny things in the world around him as they distract him. Other than this, he is a gentle person and incredibly respectful, almost meekly unwilling to ruin anybody's day. He is driven to express his thoughts either in-articulately or through music.

History: From what little he's shared, he "used to have" schizophrenia ("or somethin', maaan") and was committed briefly to a mental hospital (incidentally the same that housed the Seer, who he remembers vaguely in amiable terms) before being released with a clean bill of health and new hatred for "the system". For some time, and while in the hospital, he kept up a guise of misanthropic hate for most of those around him. While this experience certainly embittered him towards his idealized and near-mental view of a society that had tried to suppress him, he wholeheartedly threw himself into the punk "movement" and "never looked back."

Selling pot in college while studying agriculture and growing his own shit was an easygoing lifestyle, but when the Apostate took place, he was once again alone and angry at some make-believe cause of all these problems. Surviving for a time on his own, he eventually made contact with a group of other survivors that he felt compelled to follow after one conversation with their leader, a strange mystic, after avoiding most other people (after seeing them murder and loot in the first days...) While he doesn't talk much about it (out of fear, out of respect, no one's sure), he makes vague mentions here of the early days of the Children of God, where he "dropped acid way too much with the fucking weirdest group of nazi motherfuckers I'd ever met" and got involved teaching the group how to sustain itself with food and farming. At some point, he appears to have left their brotherhood behind, rejecting their ideology. He's loath to mention most of this, knowing they'd probably want his ass now. He also absolutely refuses to mention just how involved he was.

Other: Always really, really high, somehow. He runs a small farm within the ruins of Central Park, supplying neighbors with food to maintain friendship ties. Has a good reputation. An unconfirmed Pansexual. Always gets you the best weed.

Accepted, all seems well. (And yeah, pretty much all the names I've come up with for this RP have been Swans references, but hey they're great at naming things)

I've got to go to work in a bit but I'll try to put up the first IC post tonight if I'm not stressing over sociology.

Swarley said I've got to go to work in a bit but I'll try to put up the first IC post tonight if I'm not stressing over sociology.

It's cool man, take your time.

I hope that was okay for an opening post, I'm a little tired and if we're being honest I probably should have waited until tomorrow to post it but at least it gets us to somewhat of a start and we can all grown from there.

I'll get a post up today at some-point.

Definitely going to get a post up later today.

I'll post soon. Glad to see we're all seemingly bound for Central Park.

Holy crap your OPs are long. Are you expecting this much per post?? I though it was going to be a paragraph or two. Granted, I CAN write that much, but it wears me out sometimes.

I doubt it will run that long throughout the entire thing, however for my openings I like to write a few paragraphs at least.