They were? o.o

ChadsWorth The Thrid said
Everyone was moved to the union station...

Since when? O.o

Cartwright said
They were? o.o

I thought that you told them to Edit it...

Wayne talked about Union Station, I just moved wherever the focus was ((Reading all of your Css you guys chose Metro Center)) [[NOT SAYING THAT YOU SPECIFICALLY CHOSE IT.. Other Css I thought were linked to it.. Baaah T~T

Here's the repost on that announcement:

Cartwright said
Well~ To appease someone's request I decided to edit the first post and shift location over to the Metro Center. This is good idea, yesh?

If it's UNION STation I'll change it again.

Why didn't nobody say that in the first place btw? Y'all said you were okay with it XD

Well I'm an idiot.

ChadsWorth The Thrid said
Well I'm an idiot.

I'll fix it all up. EDIT: When I get home from work.

SO. IS IT UNION STATION?

Stop changing things man! D: it's confuzzling!

I just know the first two posters after the intro were at union, the Elvirans at Metro, and Naomi at metro xD

Silver Fox said
Stop changing things man! D: it's confuzzling!I just know the first two posters after the intro were at union, the Elvirans at Metro, and Naomi at metro xD

Well we can have a vote: UNION STATION OR METRO CENTER?

ACTUALLY: BEFORE THE DAMAGE SETS IN.. WE WILL JUST KEEP IT ON METRO CENTER. I'll throw in something else for Union Station sometime later. Sorry for the confusion

Well.. With that being settled.. Should I start up my char after posting something in metro? Almost forgot about him XD

Up to you ^^

I'll post shortly~

Working on the union station post now.

Things got hectic for me. Can I have a summary of what's been going on since my last IC post?

Wayne said
Things got hectic for me. Can I have a summary of what's been going on since my last IC post?

Sure! I'll see what I can do and PM you results

Are we still accepting?

Always.

And I'll see about posting my char up in Metro Center.. Then later on we can continue with the conflicts that are surfacing in both stations ((AFTER people have posted))

Decided to mix in a bit of what's going on with the group in the metro in that post I made. Hope you guys didn't mind! ((Its probably inaccurate since I am dead tired XD))

That person said they should have a cs up sometime today.
:x

And here it is.

Name: Edgar Oscar Constant

Age: 35

Faction Alignment: Unaffiliated; he cares little for politics or the personal agendas of the presumptuous enforcers of belief, preferring the company of his books and haphazard projects to that of other people.

History: Edgar was a bright young man, plunged into a dark future by the arrogant and self-righteous, and the war-pigs who perpetuated the tension of religious extremists and international threats threefold, catapulting the world into turmoil, filling its people with worry, and sinking despair, if they were not ignorant enough to serve their country with their blind sense of patriotism. The war did not determine who was right, only who was left.

There was no warning when the bombs dropped. No alarm. They were not dropped on soldiers, but on the innocent of the country that the soldiers were “fighting for”. Edgar was at his grandfather’s house when the unearthly bright light shone through the windows and illuminated the city; it was as though the gates of hell had been opened before them, and the mortals were about to be weighed and measured, and many would be found wanting.

The two relatives found their way to the railways stations after the heavenly force had levelled most of the city, Edgar’s quite paranoid grandparent insisting it would be the safest place, below the surface and away from civilisation. Of course, they had brought plenty of their books along with them; Edgar was a keen engineer, physicist and, chemist, also known to dabble in the biological side of science.

Two years after setting up a home, no more than a dishevelled hovel, but better than some of the squalid conditions, and far superior to the deeper tunnels, his grandfather died. Edgar became withdrawn after this event, as he had accompanied the man everywhere, the familiar voice comforting him in the way a mother’s voice soothes a crying babe, a family connection.

Having made no real connections, the introverted lifestyle Edgar adopted did not affect many people. He still respected the need for community effort and helped maintain lights, circuitry, and other engines that would have soon fallen into disrepair if not for his aid. However, aside from this, he was rarely seen out in public, his home behind a large metal door, wherein he tinkered with various pre-disaster bit of machinery and odd mechanisms, just to see what he could make, or how something worked, coming up with several amusing and potentially dangerous contraptions which he kept. Eventually, after the death of the residents next to Edgar, he was able to expand his abode, adding another smaller room, which house various putrefying or preserved bodies of irradiated creatures, such as rats or hounds, and sometimes larger, exploring and noting anything he discovered. Practically all the books he owned, stacked neatly against one wall, had been well read from cover to blurb at least thrice over. After fresh literature was no longer available, and he had the main ideas of all his books imprinted into his mind, available at any time for recall, Edgar’s self-propositions and investigations became the only medium for original and exciting knowledge to be reconnoitred. Edgar became perhaps a bit too consumed with his work, drawing even further to himself, coming out only once or twice a week when his mind was busiest.

Skills and Talents: A naturally talented and gifted individual, with a wealth-provided education, and a mind that could have challenged the greats, if not for the abrupt end to his prolonged and profound studies. He has knowledge of physics, engineering, chemistry and biology, and is well-versed into the ideas of many relevant authors, which he is proud of, adding to his aloofness.

Equipment And Weapons: Gas mask, knife, experiments and a modified dynamo torch

Appearance: Edgar, whilst not particularly old, has a grizzled face, with lines from stress and concentration plaguing around his eyes, mouth, and his brow. A slovenly kept beard, matted in several places from abandon and languidness from its owner, dominates the lower half of his face, above which rests a defined nose, and bright azure pools for eyes, which always seemed to be squinting in a most judgemental manner. Further above still, atop his head rests a straggled mop of loose curls, the same coal-black as his beard.

Location: Most likely “with the flames”.

Other things: Edgar has a curious fascination with anthropomorphism, not necessarily hating the afflicted, but not viewing them as equals either, more as a wonder that science need to explain and chart. He also speaks basic French and has an interest in classical poetry.