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Sure we'll go with that.
Actually he's going onto the cloud city to rob/steal/murder. It's not allowed, and he'd probably get captured and killed after his first stolen donut, but Paul doesn't know that.
He didn't really have a plan going into this. Paul's the kind of guy who thinks he's thought ahead, but in reality he's done anything but.
He didn't really have a plan going into this. Paul's the kind of guy who thinks he's thought ahead, but in reality he's done anything but.
Well it's a good thing his plan never got started?
Name: Paul Dante
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Throw in some era appropriate clothing however.
Nationality: Caucasian
Weapon: Giant Steel Bat, Painted "Retro". (As seen in photo. Much tougher than usual, is IS the future.) A knife. A monkey wrench. And one of those state of the art, futuristic bag things that can hold almost anything and never seem full. (No one knows how it works, but the guy who made it is making a fortune off adventurer type guys.)
Job: Formerly a mechanic, now unemployed.
Bio: If you thought the 2010s were a time where everything was speeding too fast for someone to try and get ahead, try doing that in 5000s.
Paul wanted to be a simple mechanic for the people in the clouds, he could manage a lot of the old fashioned mechanic needs. (Plumbing, Cars that moved on the ground, if he tried he could even fix a heat registry. But the demand for new technology made him quickly irrelevant as he couldn't keep up with his fellow peers. He dropped out of the program and became a common criminal as his way of expressing his dissatisfaction. He became a murderer and a thief, desperate for some of form of control.
Paul used the last of his cash to get on board the ship and basically run rampant on those who achieved more than him. But also to steal from those richer than he. Not a lot could be taken from what remains of his old home.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Throw in some era appropriate clothing however.
Nationality: Caucasian
Weapon: Giant Steel Bat, Painted "Retro". (As seen in photo. Much tougher than usual, is IS the future.) A knife. A monkey wrench. And one of those state of the art, futuristic bag things that can hold almost anything and never seem full. (No one knows how it works, but the guy who made it is making a fortune off adventurer type guys.)
Job: Formerly a mechanic, now unemployed.
Bio: If you thought the 2010s were a time where everything was speeding too fast for someone to try and get ahead, try doing that in 5000s.
Paul wanted to be a simple mechanic for the people in the clouds, he could manage a lot of the old fashioned mechanic needs. (Plumbing, Cars that moved on the ground, if he tried he could even fix a heat registry. But the demand for new technology made him quickly irrelevant as he couldn't keep up with his fellow peers. He dropped out of the program and became a common criminal as his way of expressing his dissatisfaction. He became a murderer and a thief, desperate for some of form of control.
Paul used the last of his cash to get on board the ship and basically run rampant on those who achieved more than him. But also to steal from those richer than he. Not a lot could be taken from what remains of his old home.
When shall this be starting? I see great stuff coming in this one.
Name: Robert Richards
Nickname: Bobby the Dick (Made by his old army mates. Since they were both nicknames for his actual name)
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual (The way god wanted it......That's Bobby talking, not me.)
Appearance: 
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Well.....not much to say, the pictures speak for itself. However, the blanket is covering up a few contents of his apparel. Such as torn, baggy, saggy jeans that haven't been washed in god knows how long. (He answered and said "5 months", the time since Roberts last trip to the cleaners) Also below the blanket are a large pair of army boots which he was able to smuggle from his last march with the force. They're black, large, neatly tied (The only respectable thing about Roberts appearance is the fact he knows how to tie his boots perfectly.), with holes popping up in the soles.
Role: Immune Carrier
Personality: Since the world decided to say "Fuck Off" (See History), Robert has developed a hatred for everyone and everything. He didn't join this mission to keep people safe, no sir. He's come for some retribution. The world says he's a monster and now he's here to turn the world INTO monsters. He's cold and distant from everyone else, he's through begging and speaking. Nothing shocks him, nothing pleases him. After he's done setting the lighter fluid, he just wants to see the world burn.
Weapons: A Blood Stained Knife that's been soaked in Infected Blood.
Inventory: A pistol with no ammo, an empty sack, and a blanket that hasn't been washed in over a year.
Skills: Despite how he looks, Robert is still combat savvy. He knows several techniques in knifing and hand-to-hand combat. His strength has also not disappeared. He's an okay shot as well. Because of his cold and heartless demeanor, he is incredibly stubborn. This allows him to never faulter from his original goal when dealing with conversation or negotiation. He will never budge until he gets his way.
History: Richard had a hard life as a child and teenager, broken home, no real friends except for some gym buddies, and got horrendous grades in school. But none of that mattered, as his one true goal in life was to serve his country. For ten years this man served his time in army, learning the land, fighting enemy terrorists, and protecting the people he thought he loved! However, when he returned home he went and tried to claim a job. However when he returned, the locals were protesting war in general and chastised him for participating (It also didn't help that during his youth he actively took part in anti-progression acts. Such as White Power Rallies and actively helped Churches in their "Pray the Gay Away" campaigns.) With old school views within a new school body, he never found work and was forced to move in with his wrathful mother, who was dead shortly after his arrival. When Richards couldn't pay for his house, he was forced into the streets where he was forced to beg for food.
All was lost, but one day everything seemed a little bit better, he rescued a puppy from some alley cats and took him as his own. He named her "Muffy", and Muffy proved to be two good things. 1. She could bring actual happiness to a hard hard life. And 2. She brought in more people to drop their loose change in his cup.
Then the virus struck, and Muffy was turned into one of the infected. She tried to attack her master, but in an act of desperation, pity, regret, and mercy, Robert killed Muffy.
Robert had fought in wars to protect his country. That country didn't care about his service, they stabbed him in the back purely because of what he was. He never had much, but all of that and more was taken away. Now the country was at war again, only this time Roberts would be working for the other side.
Other: He smells.
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Well.....not much to say, the pictures speak for itself. However, the blanket is covering up a few contents of his apparel. Such as torn, baggy, saggy jeans that haven't been washed in god knows how long. (He answered and said "5 months", the time since Roberts last trip to the cleaners) Also below the blanket are a large pair of army boots which he was able to smuggle from his last march with the force. They're black, large, neatly tied (The only respectable thing about Roberts appearance is the fact he knows how to tie his boots perfectly.), with holes popping up in the soles.
Role: Immune Carrier
Personality: Since the world decided to say "Fuck Off" (See History), Robert has developed a hatred for everyone and everything. He didn't join this mission to keep people safe, no sir. He's come for some retribution. The world says he's a monster and now he's here to turn the world INTO monsters. He's cold and distant from everyone else, he's through begging and speaking. Nothing shocks him, nothing pleases him. After he's done setting the lighter fluid, he just wants to see the world burn.
Weapons: A Blood Stained Knife that's been soaked in Infected Blood.
Inventory: A pistol with no ammo, an empty sack, and a blanket that hasn't been washed in over a year.
Skills: Despite how he looks, Robert is still combat savvy. He knows several techniques in knifing and hand-to-hand combat. His strength has also not disappeared. He's an okay shot as well. Because of his cold and heartless demeanor, he is incredibly stubborn. This allows him to never faulter from his original goal when dealing with conversation or negotiation. He will never budge until he gets his way.
History: Richard had a hard life as a child and teenager, broken home, no real friends except for some gym buddies, and got horrendous grades in school. But none of that mattered, as his one true goal in life was to serve his country. For ten years this man served his time in army, learning the land, fighting enemy terrorists, and protecting the people he thought he loved! However, when he returned home he went and tried to claim a job. However when he returned, the locals were protesting war in general and chastised him for participating (It also didn't help that during his youth he actively took part in anti-progression acts. Such as White Power Rallies and actively helped Churches in their "Pray the Gay Away" campaigns.) With old school views within a new school body, he never found work and was forced to move in with his wrathful mother, who was dead shortly after his arrival. When Richards couldn't pay for his house, he was forced into the streets where he was forced to beg for food.
All was lost, but one day everything seemed a little bit better, he rescued a puppy from some alley cats and took him as his own. He named her "Muffy", and Muffy proved to be two good things. 1. She could bring actual happiness to a hard hard life. And 2. She brought in more people to drop their loose change in his cup.
Then the virus struck, and Muffy was turned into one of the infected. She tried to attack her master, but in an act of desperation, pity, regret, and mercy, Robert killed Muffy.
Robert had fought in wars to protect his country. That country didn't care about his service, they stabbed him in the back purely because of what he was. He never had much, but all of that and more was taken away. Now the country was at war again, only this time Roberts would be working for the other side.
Other: He smells.What do you mean by sabotage the game for others?
So let's say my character wasn't exactly a good guy, but just another slave that wanted something another character had. (Say a doll they had on the side of the road) My character decides to attack that character when they are alone, or steal it when she's asleep. Is that sabotage?
If not, what is an example of sabotage?
I'll accept it dieing out, my character quite frankly could've been written out. But I'll be happy of our fun. Maybe next time.
I do think we needed a GM however. Just to move things along.
Any objects for me tossing Devon to stop the Crazies? Since Ves hasn't made any updates and my posts were kind of hinging on his decision?
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