[OOC] What a Lovely Day (Mad Max NRP) [Now doing Pop. Rolls]

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Lone Wanderer You've got 670 (+70 due to greens)

@Boop_Im_A_Dragon You lucky fucker got 900

[Jangel13]

@ClocktowerEchos
Pop check

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Jangel13 492 for ye

[The Emperors Blade]

OFFICIAL GM STUFF PSA

I am now doing population rolls. Please respond to this post to get a roll since other wise I'm going to have a hell of a time trying to find and track everyone down and because I'm a lazy fuck.

How population will work is that I will roll a 1d10. Whatever that result is, multiply it by 100 and that will be your pop. So if Jimmy gets a 5 on the roll, he will get a population of 500.

In addition, those with the Greens or Breeders resource will gain an additional 1d100 roll to be added to their pop. So assuming Jimmy has one of those things, he will get a 1d100. Say he rolls a 55, he now adds 55 to his pop of 500 thus granting him a final pop of 555.

Also, mention if you have greens/breeders went you request.

@ClocktowerEchos

Give me a population roll.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@The Emperors Blade 600!

[Rasmus]

Ay fam, gimme them pop rolls.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Rasmus 700, also please do follow the instructions next time.

[Yennefer]

@ClocktowerEchos Give me a population! ^^

[Rasmus]

@Rasmus 700, also please do follow the instructions next time.

@ClocktowerEchos

Apologies, just skimmed through the thread.
Didn't see the last post.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Yenneferthou hath 300!

[Jangel13]

Just so I doubt step on any toes are their any rules to posting?

[ClocktowerEchos]

Just so I doubt step on any toes are their any rules to posting?

@Jangel13

Its normal posting rules dude, ain't that complex

[Jangel13]

Just double checking sometimes that isn't the case after all.

[Senor Herp]

@ClocktowerEchos Taking my pop roll. Haven't up and died, just been fiddling with the sheet without updating the charpost.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Senor Herp ye got 400 mates

[Birdperson]

@ClocktowerEchos asking for ye olde population roll whilst I conduct an IC post.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@ClocktowerEchos asking for ye olde population roll whilst I conduct an IC post.

@Birdperson

300 mates for ye

[Legion02]

What do you say? To describe them a little less serious: metalheads given the power of lighting gone insanely zealous over justice.

The Lightning Crusade

Lightning Crusade

"By their justice we live! With their fury we die!"

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OVERVIEW

Road warriors generally do not band together. In fact, many claim that the solitude makes them who they are. But not for the Lightning Crusade. It started out as a small band of Road Warriors bend on destroying a local warlord. Realizing that together they form a greater danger than each separate ever could achieve, they made a truce and fought as one. Their success now lives on as the Storm Lords. The inner circle of the Lightning Crusade. Through valor and glory, the Lightning Crusade plans on cleaving through the Wastelands. They ride forever one until the last of the Lightning Crusaders drops dead. Beware all those who do not abide by the one-sighted version of Justice that the Lightning Crusade hold dear. For they may find a storm approaching.

CULTURE

The Wasteland is filled with Half-lives. The toxic environment is utterly hostile to all life. It is to no-one a surprise that they are very common to the Wastelands. Most are forced to band together under a warlord. Some, though, some choose to live alone. Be it exile or fleeing from their former friends. They develop their own sense of justice. No doubt they would have heard of the Lightning Crusade. A band to rival most warlords. Not dedicated to oppression, but to justice and freedom. The Lightning Crusade recruits all who are willing. But they will only be accepted if they prove themselves worthy. Life within the crusade is not an easy one. Infighting is not forbidden and is often used a tool to weed out the weak. Over their short time, Half-Lifes often grow ever more fanatic. While still holding Justice high. It is often the Storm Lords their version of Justice. Leaving the Crusade, until a certain point, is allowed. But should one be initiated too deep into the ranks, then the only escape they can have is by death. By that point, it is often the only release of suffering the Half-Lifes believe in.

While often zealous, knowledge is not considered an idiotic pursuit. No, in fact, if not for the search of knowledge of the old world, the Storm Lords would be nothing. It is their discovery of the Storm Pylons (tesla coils) that they came to power. If they were not curious of what the signs in a book meant, they would have never been able to harness the fires of the storm.

They revere the lightning bolt as their holy sign. A symbol of purity and power. They believe it embodies the fury of the Storm Lords themselves. Who can harness it to fight the wicked souls. Young recruits often don't fully understand the reverence of the lightning bolt. Until they are under attack, and a Storm Lord decides to activate his Storm Pylon. Few remain skeptical of the Lightning Bolt as the pure symbol of the crusade after they saw with arcs of justice destroying enemies and burning them to a crisp.

While the Crusade embodies freedom, it also embodies reverence towards the Storm Lords. Many, upon joining, will be ordered to construct their uniform. Often with sharp spikes in the form of lightning bolts on their shoulders. The Unform is obliged and is used to prove your commitment to the cause. Additionally, valor and glory are rewarded in the form of golden necklaces. The more golden necklaces a Half-Life wears, the more heroic actions he performed. Storm Lords often wear so much bling that they must start wrapping it around their arms.

RESROUCES

The Crusade has been burning a path through the Wastelands for long now. They raided convoys and destroyed strongholds. All the while their loot pile grew and grew. Now large trucks filled with all kinds of scrap metal a furnace to bent them into shape rides in the middle of the Crusade. Alongside the far fewer water tankers that cruise with them. When they must trade, the Crusade will trade scrap for nearly anything else. From water and guzoline to bullets and food. They only trade with settlements and strongholds they deem honorable or at the very least, none-oppressive. But most of their profit and resources they gain from raiding and looting.

Through knowledge and lots of scrap resources, the Crusaders learned that putting time in their equipment pays off. Guns are forged with experience recorded by previous crusader forgers. The smeltery truck is covered with writing and drawings of how to make weapons. These are not mere fools rambling (at least, not all of it).

LEADERSHIP

The Storm Lords reign supreme. Acolytes of the Storm King, they long ago learned how to harness the power of dessert fury fire from him. Now he passed, but his memory is still fresh on all the Storm Lords their minds. There are 5 storm lords in total. Each driving their own vehicles and have the authority to temporary split off the main Crusade (though a minimum of 3 Storm Lords must remain in the main Crusade). Many of their Crusaders who were sworn in by a Storm Lord will join that Lord's quest should he temporary break from the main Crusade. In theory, a break-off crusade could be just as big as the main crusade through popularity of one Storm Lord. But that has never happened so far.

MILITARY

Through the years many looted Warlords their cars and began to modify them. Newling Crusader Riders often start by putting large spikes all over their car. Believing they can be used as conductors for the awesome power of the Storm Lords. Obviously these spikes are in the most holiest of forms: lighting bolts. After that modifications keep on coming. A hood vanishes here, a cover is pulled over there. Wheels and shafts are changed. The tail pipe is bent for some reason. Crusader Riders have a proud tradition of altering their vehicles whenever given the time. The near endless supply of scraps makes this quite easy. Though, it happens that these extensively modified cars break down. But as the Riders know their own vehicle as if they were born in it, they can usually fix it quickly.

One thing many of the Riders have in common, though, are big ass guns. Forged in the Smeltery truck and modified there too, the Crusaders have a running bet on getting the biggest, baddest gun of their group of "friends". It is true, this often leads to absolute ridiculous, expensive and inefficient weapons. But in the end, if they can blow up things or riddle a vehicle with holes, the Riders will be happy. But the absolute prime kind of weapons are Storm Pylons. The vehicles of all the Storm Lords are equipped with at least 2, and through "sorcery" (science of conductivity) the Storm lords can bend the arcs to their will. Those most trusted by the Storm Lords can get a Storm Pylon of their own. While only the Storm Lords can aim the lighting to an extent, normal Riders cannot. Instead these Storm Pylons merely act as close range deterrent (and super cool status factor).

Flagship
The Storm Caller

The Crusade has no care for stealth. Nay, when the Crusade comes, everyone will have known it. In the vanguard rides the heavily armed but awesome Storm Caller. A massive truck with 4 large drums at the back. In the front ,though there is a stage for the Thunder Relics. A guitar and a microphone. The Stormsingers, two chosen from among the Crusaders learned from ancient sheets, battle music from ages past. Now they let these ancient hymns of battle echo once more into the world. The Storm Caller is believed to summon up a massive sandstorm should all drums be beaten and both Stormsingers be at work. Mostly though, they already bring a dust storm by the thrown-up sand behind them alone.

ROLLS

1 Genetic Make Up
Half-Lives: Doomed to short lives, Half-Lives are always in need of breeding stock. Almost half don’t make it past youth, and any that do live absolutely no longer than 40. Riddled with obvious tumours and other disfigurements, they could pass for healthy if they covered up but the coughing is always going to give them away.’

2 Cultural Meta-Group
Road Warriors: The wasteland is almost uniformly lawless violent place where the powerful prey on the poor and the strong abuse the weak. There are those few tenacious souls who seek to better the world though. Fearless and skilled by necessity, these Road Warriors usually travel the ruined highways alone, dealing with those they see as wrong doers with whatever justice they see fit, but occasionally they form groups. Coalitions of these apocalyptic lawmen are dangerous and untrusted by other groups, if only because they can often lead to quick destruction of the status quo.

3 Leadership
Oligarchy: A small sect of the group lords over the rest. Similar to single leadership in their absolute power, but spread over a small group rather than one man. Almost as common.

4 Cultural Quirks
Intellectuals: In a world that constantly demands 100% effort just to stay alive, it’s very rare to see a group even partially dedicated to mental pursuits, but here one is. Usually considered too brainy by other groups, these fellows spend their off time reading salvaged books and maybe even doing a little science/inventing/archaeology. Hold themselves to a higher standard of intelligence/knowledge than others.

Distinctive Icon: A motif or symbol runs throughout the groups structures, clothes, and vehicles. Maybe it’s a specific animal or object, or maybe it’s something less specific like bullets or flames.

5 Distinctive Appearance
Uniforms: Standardized appearance across the group and it’s leadership. Makes your group seem more cohesive, but can be hard to maintain.

Jewelry: Somehow the group has gotten a hold of a sizeable amount of bling. Maybe it’s hand-made from scrap, or maybe it’s actual treasures from the old world. The group takes great pride in it.

Spikey: Their armor and cars are covered in a profusion of spines, blades, and other sharp nastiness. Does it serve a technical purpose or is it just to look badass? Only they know.

6 Unique/Exclusive Resource
Breeders: It’s a grim truth. Humanity is sick, and very few are truly healthy. Those that can insure a stable next generation wield an immense amount of power. Be it men whose seed is exceptionally potent or women whose wombs are perfectly fertile. Depending on how they leverage it, either could become a commodity or royalty.

7 Equipment Quality
Well-crafted: Just because it was made in the post apocalypse, doesn’t mean it isn’t good. Well made armor, guns are machined with actual technique and thought, and houses/clothes are a little more respectably made.

8 Motor-Pool General Make Up
Custom: Either customized to unrecognizable extents or built from the ground up, these cars and trucks don’t fit into any pre-war category. Generally prone to mechanical problems and ramshackle stylings, but common and easily repaired.

9 Special Vehicle Shit
Tesla coils: The cars have fucking tesla coils mounted on them. They can shock enemies that get to close, channel lightning into batteries from desert storms, and just look badass as fuck.

Big guns: Heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, maybe even an autocannon. The group can pack some serious heat in a vehicular combat situation.

10 Flagship Vehicle
Concert on Wheels: Like a drummer boy but way more awesome. Maybe it’s a squad of taiko drummers, a lone shredder on a flamethrower guitar, or an entire outfit of post-apocalyptic metalheads. Whatever it is, you’ll certainly not be going anywhere unnoticed, and it’s a very good way to get someone excited for killing.

[Chairman Stein]

@ClocktowerEchos can I get that pop roll too my dude?

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Chairman SteinHere ye go, thou got:

400 gents

@Legion02Very impressive, I like! Feel free to move it over