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Waldo took some time off and finally found himself.
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Why shouldn't you argue with a dinosaur? You'll get jurasskicked.
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This book on anti-gravity is so surreal, I can’t put it down.
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Howdy. I'm Dee. Been tabletop RP'ing since '90 (D&D 2, 3, 3.5, Rifts, Palladium, D20, Pathfinder, Shadowrun) and writing collaborative fiction for nearly ten years (JvS, represent!) In my day-to-day existence, I'm a theatre technician, a parent, I tend to work too much -- and writing is my escape. I take it pretty seriously.
I'm a pretty big fan of Sci-Fi (but I'm pretty selective about what I read,) Post Apocalyptica, certain Fantasy works (though I prefer my sword-and-sorcery via tabletop...) and Zombies. Used to watch a lot of movies, and read a lot, but having a three-year-old stymies that quite a bit. (2022 edit: the three year old is now nine!)
Some character inspirations: Harry Callahan, Max Rockatansky, William Munny, Snake Plissken, Tyler Durden, Cpl. Hudson (RIP,) Severen (RIP,) Peter Venkman, Malcolm Reynolds, Han Solo (to be continued...)
I tend to look for small groups of dedicated, talented writers who post regularly and love the unknown of spontaneous or semi-planned RP. Hit me up with ideas!
She hasn't been officially diagnosed with anything as she hasn't been to the doctor, but I'll write a more in-depth background for her. I was planning on revealing it as the game went on through flashbacks, but I understand what you mean.
But yes, she's the writer, although we share names because I always implement something about me into my characters. Promise it's not the psychotic thing!
Hey Xandrya -- cool. Good to know. I like the fact that -- as far as the typical beasts (men, mostly) you're liable to find on the island, Liv seems a little softer than most. Like, there's a darkness there, but she's also liable to find some of the beauty on the island. I like that. Can't be all blood-splatter and eating eyeballs. But -- I want you to think about the clinical diagnosis. If Liv has got to Absolom, she's been to several prisons already, and grown progressively worse, not better. (Absolom being the end of the line.) Chances are, she's been through the ringer already, and has likely seen a state-mandated shrink.
Rosa Hernandez (who tends to go by Roz on the Island) is one of Absolom's first inhabitants. She has been here (she thinks) for six years, and has seen much in that time. Roz has several prison tats, including a teardrop under her left eye (shiv'd an A.N. bitch in State) and several gang affiliation acronyms on shoulders. She has "Hard" and "Cunt" on her knuckles, and 'Trust No Bitch" in script on her collarbone, as well as the Virgin Mary on her abdomen. Roz is 5'2", and maybe a little under 110 lbs. of pure sinew and muscle. She was wiry as a teen, and is still wiry and lean now, as much from the continual struggle for survival as the lack of food, and the daily exercise regimen she maintains. She credits her street-smart ways for her longevity on Absolom, 'cause "ain't nothin' bout the bush worse than East L.A..." If she were anywhere bt Absolom, Rosa might be considered attractive... but don't let it fool you. She is hard as nails, and more than willing to kill, maim, and play as dirty as she can. Background / Hometown: Born in East L.A., Rosa ran with the gangs as soon as she could walk. Every one of her brothers carried a gun. Every lover carried a gun. Rosa was no different. She always was one of the boys, and if they could do it, she could, too. Except better, harder, faster. She smoked weed for the first time at 9, lost her virginity at 12, jacked her first car at 14, held up a business by 15, had done time (juvie) that same year, and had killed her first rival gang member by 16. She has spent half her life behind bars, and if there's a crime she hasn't committed, she doesn't know about it. Rap Sheet: Got all day? Rosa went to Cali Max5 facility 2 for multiple homicide (a turf war over heroin distribution.) Inside, she was the tactician for the Latina Mara gang, eventually rising through its ranks to lead the gang. She is suspected to have killed 14 people, and masterminded the killing of 20-30 more. She has dealt drugs, committed arson, stolen millions of dollars worth of goods, respects no authority, and has killed three police officers, and one prison guard. Personality: "Hard Cunt" is a good description of Rosa, when she is forced to deal with an adversary. You do NOT want to be on her shit-list. She will certainly kill, maim, torture, rape, dismember, burn or otherwise desecrate a victim. She is brutal in the extreme. To her family, her people at the Insider's camp, she has found a measure of peace. In this place, finally, she is free of the constraints of civilian life. That said, Roz has many demons to deal with, and to step out of line in the Insiders' camp is to walk the razor's edge. Skills: Roz is a survivor, first and foremost. After the apocalypse, cockroaches, and Rosa Hernandez will outlive us all. On Absolom, she has been stabbed, shot, driven through with a spear, burnt, snake-bit, hung, and nearly drowned. She's still alive. She is a fair shot with a bow and arrow, a deadly shot with a gun, and has become pretty adept with her thin throwing-knives. She can cook, she knows above-average first-aid, and she has the mind of a military tactician -- albeit a diabolic, twisted, sociopathic military tactician. She is not to be trifled with. Motivation: Ask her in-character and see. Gear: Years ago, as one of the first six inmates dropped on Absolom (Rosa killed the other five) she smuggled with her a piece of her steel-framed bed from Moreton F12, which she has cut and shaped into four deadly-sharp throwing knives, which she always carries. As the head of the Insiders' camp, she has access to more equipment than the average character.
Name: Olivia Jane DeLuca Background / Hometown: A writer just starting up from New Jersey.
Hey Xandrya -- this looks good. I like Liv's potential psychosis, and the high she gets from killing. Can you be more specific about her psychological diagnosis? (it seems she's the type that would have been head-shrunk inside...) And as far as 'background,' are you a writer just starting out, from NJ? Or is Liv? I want to know Liv's background, and a bit more backstory would be awesome! Including a bit of her history behind bars.
--United American Continent, 2031. (stop) --Incarcerated Citizens per 100,000: 2900. (stop) --The Samuel Norton Act of 2020 privatized all Prisons in the United States. (stop) --Canada annexed 2021. American occupation of Mexico 2023. (stop) --Official formation of the United American Continent, Nov. 2023. (stop) --Inmates of Prisons deemed Level 5, Max Sec, UD/ED are no longer officially citizens of the UAC. (stop) --The Norton Act stipulates that corporations may do as they see fit with prisoners who fail to show marked improvement at the Level 5 Max Sec definition. Capital punishment is commonplace. (stop) --By 2025, Incarceration (either "end-user rehabilitation" or "undesirable/dissident expatriation/deportation") is the biggest business in the Americas. (stop) --The Moreton Company, Ltd. is arguably the biggest name in 21st C incarceration. Their twelve institutions house more than nine million prisoners. One of their facilities is Level 5, Max Sec, UD/ED designation. (stop) --Robert Gunton, the warden of Moreton Facility 12, 250 km East of Las Cruces, Cuahuila, UAC, is a wealthy man, single, fifty-four years of age, from a wealthy Southern family. He rose quickly through the ranks at Moreton, and could be Warden at any facility of his choice. He chose Facility 12, known among its inmates as 'The Last Stop,' because as a Level 5 facility, he is afforded much latitude to operate as he pleases. Privately, he is a cruel, sadistic, diabolic individual, but fits the corporate mold at Moreton well, as he is also fastidious, orderly, detail-oriented, and driven to weed out the undesirables of the UAC, sanitizing the nation one at a time. (stop)
Warden's Message to Incoming Moreton Facility 12 Inmates (recycled -- with embellishments -- for every new group of arrivals.)
You men and women... You are the dregs of society. You are what is rotten and fetid in America today. You are worthless, a burden on everything and everyone around you. You have failed at every conceivable nuance of life. You are all multiple offenders, all serving life sentences. Most of you have re-offended while an inmate. America has nothing left for you. America does not want you. "I served my country," "I am a good mother," "I played college ball for USC," "I have a family," "I go to church..." These things no longer apply to your existence. Your excuses are your own. **single out specific offenders** You are thieves. Murderers. Arsonists. Rapists. Domestic terrorists. Homosexuals. Drug users and pushers. Many of you are Double-Y offenders. There is no chance of rehabilitation for you. (note: Double-Y syndrome is a genetic mutation present in some males. Specifically, it is a deformity of the X/Y chromosome pair, resulting in the YY pattern. This pattern gives the afflicted person a predisposition for antisocial behavior, specifically very brutal crimes, including rape and serial murder of women. -ed.) And now you have come here, to my Facility. Make no mistake -- this is your Last Stop. Here you will live out your worthless, hollow lives, and here you will be summarily executed if you step out of line or so much as fart without say-so. Here there is no visitation. No time off for good behaviour. No parole. No pardon. Your asses belong to me. And do not test me -- or you may discover there is a fate worse than death. **The Warden always ends his 'welcome' by selecting a new inmate -- the worst of the worst -- and reading their rap sheet from his simple, metal lectern and dais -- a process which in some cases may take minutes. At the end of which, the lead guard puts a .556 round into that inmate's skull. If any others step out of line, they too are dealt with.**
...of course, the reality of Facility 12 is that the Warden has his own private Hunger Games happening, live, for his own enjoyment. Sure, lots of people die at Facility 12. Lots more live out their existences. But Facility 12 is also Warden Gunton's personal experiment. Every dossier of hardened criminals who enters Moreton Facility 12 passes the Warden's eye. And many of those selected for transfer to F.12 do so because they fit a particular set of criteria, and when those individuals inevitably cross a line, they end up disappearing. The inmates whisper 'Absolom...' There is no escape. No return. Inmates selected for 'deportation' are transferred, gagged and deprived of sight and sound, in the dead of night. Insertion is by helicopter, with no fewer than six fully armed guards, and two escort gunships.
The island referred to as 'Absolom' is about six miles wide, and at its longest, seven miles long. It is not large, but due to the topography, climate and vegetation, it can take more than two days to travel tip-to-tip. It was once a lightly populated island, and contained two resort complexes on its Eastern shores, and the accompanying villages to house the support staff. The resorts were failed endeavours, as the waters are shark-infested, hostile and rocky. The island is sub-tropical, and covered in dense jungle. There is no electricity on the island. No running water. No services of any kind. There are eight species of venomous spider, four species of deadly snake. There is very little game. Once you arrive, you cannot leave. It is forced survival of the fittest.
It has been proven (by the maybe 75 inhabitants of Absolom) that 'going it alone' is an impossibility. Loners will die of exposure, thirst, snakebite, starvation, rivals hunting them for food or sport, or any combination thereof. The inmates have created two tribes on the island. One is known as the 'Outsiders,' and exists in the ruins of the original workers' housing compound, in the Southwest. These people are the savages, the bestial, feral. They would kill you as soon as look at you. These are cannibals, murderers, sociopaths. Heads full of bad wiring. They have adopted the look of their station. To exist among the Outsiders is to constantly fight for place, and might makes right. Oddly, it is the Outsiders' camp that receives supply drops from Moreton. Medicine, food, supplies. These drops are infrequent, and often the catalyst for warring between the Outsiders, and their neighbours to the North. The current leader of the Outsiders is Norrix Killian.
The other camp is populated by the 'Insiders.' Their camp is located at the North end of the island in an area accessible only via a marsh, or via a rocky, sheer outcropping which is next-to-impossible to scale. The Insiders attempt to make something from nothing. A life from the darkness. They are constantly under siege from the Outsiders, and usually on the verge of extinction. This game of predator and prey amuses the Warden to no end. The leader of the Insiders is Rosary 'Rosa' Hernandez.
**Please place character applications in the OOC for approval** Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: (picture and description, including any injuries or defining physical characteristics) Background / Hometown: (Latino? Black? White Trash? Biker? Ex-military? Disgraced Cop? Gang member? the possibilities are endless!) Rap Sheet: (what are you in for? --remember, to get to Absolom, it has to be pretty bad.) Personality: Skills: I'm alright with some above average skills, but don't go overboard. Motivation: What is your character's motivation in this place? What drives them? Give a little bit of backstory here, just main points of their life. Gear: (pick ONE thing you managed to smuggle onto the island with you. No weapons.)
Howdy. I'm Dee. Been tabletop RP'ing since '90 (D&D 2, 3, 3.5, Rifts, Palladium, D20, Pathfinder, Shadowrun) and writing collaborative fiction for nearly ten years (JvS, represent!) In my day-to-day existence, I'm a theatre technician, a parent, I tend to work too much -- and writing is my escape. I take it pretty seriously.
I'm a pretty big fan of Sci-Fi (but I'm pretty selective about what I read,) Post Apocalyptica, certain Fantasy works (though I prefer my sword-and-sorcery via tabletop...) and Zombies. Used to watch a lot of movies, and read a lot, but having a three-year-old stymies that quite a bit. (2022 edit: the three year old is now nine!)
Some character inspirations: Harry Callahan, Max Rockatansky, William Munny, Snake Plissken, Tyler Durden, Cpl. Hudson (RIP,) Severen (RIP,) Peter Venkman, Malcolm Reynolds, Han Solo (to be continued...)
I tend to look for small groups of dedicated, talented writers who post regularly and love the unknown of spontaneous or semi-planned RP. Hit me up with ideas!
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Howdy. I'm Dee. Been tabletop RP'ing since '90 (D&D 2, 3, 3.5, Rifts, Palladium, D20, Pathfinder, Shadowrun) and writing collaborative fiction for nearly ten years (JvS, represent!) In my day-to-day existence, I'm a theatre technician, a parent, I tend to work too much -- and writing is my escape. I take it pretty seriously. <br><br>I'm a pretty big fan of Sci-Fi (but I'm pretty selective about what I read,) Post Apocalyptica, certain Fantasy works (though I prefer my sword-and-sorcery via tabletop...) and Zombies. Used to watch a lot of movies, and read a lot, but having a three-year-old stymies that quite a bit. (2022 edit: the three year old is now nine!) <br><br>Some character inspirations: Harry Callahan, Max Rockatansky, William Munny, Snake Plissken, Tyler Durden, Cpl. Hudson (RIP,) Severen (RIP,) Peter Venkman, Malcolm Reynolds, Han Solo (to be continued...) <br><br>I tend to look for small groups of dedicated, talented writers who post regularly and love the unknown of spontaneous or semi-planned RP. Hit me up with ideas! </div>