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Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

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Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

The general humming of the shoppers and vendors in the marketplace was occasionally interrupted by the guttural roars of the City’s beasts; it seemed they were becoming more excited, restless even, especially with the City buildings’ recent activity. It had been over a week since Cat Ferguson was sent on a looting mission. She roamed the market stalls and prodded her earpiece all the while, expecting her higher-ups to call at any time. With a mere 500 Cells to her name, she was growing antsy; the empty streets of the Dead Zones get old after traversing them for so long without any busywork – and her empty stomach only intensified the situation.

Cat approached one of the shabby stalls, which was supported on one side by a wooden plank and on the other by a stack of old magazines. The old man behind the stall eyed her suspiciously and pulled his ragged scarf tighter around him.

“How much for this Winchester stock?” she asked, picking up a rifle stock off the stand and feeling its grip. Her current one was beginning to peel around the edges from overuse.

“Two hundred Cells, no barter,” the old man responded curtly.

“Two hundred?” Cat repeated, dumbfounded. “That’s twice as much as it should be! One hundred would be fairer, don’t you think?”

“No barter.”

“Fine,” she spat, slamming the stock down and turning away. Cat was trying to save for a secondary firearm, perhaps a Magnum revolver, so she couldn’t afford spending nearly half her money fixing up her rifle.

As she strolled through the market circles, she looked around carefully at all the buyers and sellers; extreme attentiveness was a common side effect of living in the City. There was something in people’s eyes lately, a vague uneasiness underlying those desperate faces that were just trying to get through the day as if nothing was wrong. Cat recognized it in herself, too; a tight knot in her gut that wasn’t completely due to hunger. She figured the mounting tension between the Sectors was the culprit. After all, the sporadic skirmishes and heated council discussions were bad enough; no one was looking forward to an all-out war, at least no one who wouldn’t benefit from it. The Sector hostility, in Cat’s eyes, was a wholly unnecessary complication in her life; she believed the City itself was the true evil, and because she theorized that the City was an embodiment of humanity, it was the hostilities between the councils that are causing the City’s more frequent changes. She didn’t exactly have any evidence to back up her hypothesis, but there was a sensation she felt whenever the City’s rumbling began anew, the feeling that they, the humans residing in it, were what distressed it most.

She disagreed with her own Sector’s practices, particularly the slavery and the forced consignment, but she held little loyalty for her Sector anyway. Loyalty was probably the furthest from the truth, in fact; Cat blamed Sector Three’s councilors for sending her mother on the mission that resulted in her disappearance. Considering the fact that the City’s beasts rarely, if ever, held humans captive, she doubted that her mother was even alive anymore; the only thing she could do was hope that her death was a quick and painless one. The only reason Cat stayed in Sector Three was because the pay and benefits, what little they were, were significantly better than being a Wanderer or a freelance; and if there was one thing her mother taught her to do, it was to look out for herself. Cat intended to do that, no matter what ‒ or who ‒ got in her way.

She ended up buying a particularly pearly apple at a produce stand for 2 Cells and proceeded to lean against an adjacent wall, munching it slowly. She was bound to receive a mission sometime today, so she figured she’d pass the time at the market until it called in.

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

@ZacksQuest All right, thanks! I will try to have a post up by Monday evening.

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

@ZacksQuest Awesome! I was wondering: did you have a preference or suggestion for where in the city our characters should start out, for the sake of advancing character interactions?

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

Happy New Year!

So... this is still going on, right? :)

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

Aw yeah, Cat and Kat! And their personalities are pretty much opposites... They would make great frenemies!

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

Added my character. =)

Beyond the City Walls (Surreal Apocalypse RP)

Cataline

Name: Cataline “Cat” Ferguson
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Faction: Sector Three
Job: Retriever
Appearance:

Starting Equipment:
Clothing: Tan baseball cap; black nylon bomber jacket; faded red long-sleeved cotton shirt; worn dark blue boot-cut jeans; and dark brown fur-lined hiking boots.
Weapons: One .308 Winchester bolt-action rifle; 100 rounds of .308 ammo; and one mid-sized hunting knife.
Other equipment: An over-the-shoulders holster for her rifle; a holster and sheath for her knife; a short-range radio transmitter and earpiece for limited communication; and a basic first-aid kit (incl. bandages, gauze, rubbing alcohol, ointment, scissors, and tweezers)
Personality: Five years ago, back when the idea of Sectors had no meaning to her and she lived a simple life as the daughter of a single mother, Cataline Ferguson viewed the world through rose-tinted glasses, eager to see the good in people and even the City itself. She held firmly to the prospect of the City as a benevolent entity, a God, only trying to assist and acclimate its denizens to a new and better lifestyle. That changed when her mother, a skilled Hunter, went on what was supposed to be a simple search-and-destroy mission and never came back. Doubts, regrets, and despair flooded Cat’s mind until she ultimately decided that the City was evil incarnate, that it was not a being beyond human understanding but the very essence of humanity. Nowadays, this misanthropic and cynical perspective typically takes on the form of sarcasm, skepticism, and mistrustfulness. Cat is ever wary of those around her, and on missions she feels the need to be cautious not only of the City’s monstrous creatures but also of the Retrievers she travels with. Guarded and reserved, she very rarely opens up about her past or her personal opinions on things, instead focusing on her job or brushing off uncomfortable topics with humor.
Skills:
Adept at mid-range combat, City navigation, bartering, and stealthy maneuvering.
Average at basic first-aid treatment, repairing items, non-mercantile persuasion, and short-range combat.
Weak at long-range combat, hand-to-hand combat, heavy arms, and scientific/political discussions.
Requests: I would prefer Cat is not killed or turned into an Afflicted without messaging me first.

Beyond the City Walls (Post-Apocalyptic/Surreal Horror Survival RP)

Interested. Reminds me of the spiraling city in Uzumaki.

The Spirits Within: Stigma

Hello again, guys! :) Normally I would apply because I love you all, but unfortunately my semester's schedule doesn't allow much free time for roleplaying, so I'll just be sticking around to lurk.

Have fun with it all the same!