HumanMusic

Warhammer 40k: The Eternal Fight for Freedom - Penal Legion RP (Looking for cannon fodder!)

@Jbcool
I can be your cannon fodder 😘
But seriously, yeah, mind if I hop in?

Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter
Seems right up my alley, mind if I hop in

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

@scifidude47
"I don't think being sad has anything to do with it...", Lucas stared at the grotesque thing crawl away, he closed his eyes and let out a WHOOP! "Just letting you know, I have never fought nor wanted to fight one of those things ever since... well, everything. Not to mention you're the first face I've seen since the beginning.", he sat down next to the frozen car and scanned the area, there were a few other faces around which surprised him, his first encounter with other people and it's with this many. "It looks like we're not alone.", Lucas stood again and pulled seven more bullets from his pouch, counting each and making sure they were the correct type, he then inserted those bullets into the rifle.

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

@scifidude47@Karos@Zapdos
Lucas, being closer to the woman, heard her say "it's a limb beast, keep shooting!", Lucas wasn't keen on wasting what would be seen as his life force But this was the first person he'd seen since the apocalypse started many years ago. Lucas changed the firing mode to semi automatic, might as well waste the next six bullets for another person than let it rust for the next few years. He aimed and fired at the already wounded monstrosity, three consecutive shots at its chest and shoulders, he then moved quickly forward towards the beast firing straight at its head, a few shots later and the beast had three gaping bullet holes where it's forehead would be. That was enough, Lucas moved back and followed after the woman while the beast was stunned, it had been a very long while since the last he used his voice.
"H-hey!" He shouted after her, his voice was dry and broken, each word was pain for him.

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Lucas looked ahead and saw the woman fall to the ground, he stood quietly watching as the two monstrosities came after her, he didn't feel the need to help her but at the same time he realised the fact that she was probably the last person he'd ever see, why not extend the time until death by a few years or days at least, he'd need the company.
Lucas readied the rifle in hand and moved slowly towards the exchange, cocked back the bolt and waited for the correct moment and time to strike.
"...Wait...
...wait...
Trigger."
A bang and a bullet was sent flying towards the two headed monster hitting it smack bang in the chest. Unsure if it did much he readied another shot, bullets mean everything in this world so he has to be precise.

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Lucas walked through this new city, he'd been here before the apocalypse but it was the same as the others, burnt to a crisp, desolate. The streets were the same, the buildings ruined like usual, a skeleton or two dot the sidewalks. Lucas knocks his finger against a rusted car which then caves in on itself in a pile of rust and metal pieces, he brushes off the dust on his clothes and continues on the road before hearing someone shout @scifidude47"shit shit shit shit shit shit shit", another person, Lucas makes his way to the source with urgency.

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Lucas Dane

Name: Lucas Dane

Relative Age: About twenty or thirty years, concept of time is a bitch.

Gender: Male

Physical Description:

Gas Mask Description:

Job: He was just your average teenager before the apocalypse, he had no job and no money, just an angsty personality and a pimple covered face.

Personality: Mostly quiet but when he's alone he tends to speak aloud, there's no one there to stop him. He likes collecting small things like once sought for toys and models, he has a container full of them in his bag. One of his specific memories from before the apocalypse was the use of computers and video games, If he ever found a working computer you would never see him again until the power runs out.

Story: memories are a blur, much of what he remembers is just a failed person, unable to get good enough grades and even start a relationship. The apocalypse was a blessing, he didn't know how he survived but he did, he was the only person within underground station apart from a homeless man who eventually went insane and killed himself. Lucas survived on m&ms and bottled water for a few days until he ran out of vending machines, then he moved onto the next station, walking along the tracks and sometimes seeing trains full of starved people, he found more stations and more vending machines, more clothes and bags he could use to carry the things he needed. Lucas didn't know how long he'd been in the underground, every day, or every night, he built his body and mind in the event that he would leave the underground and face what might be a horror of mutated animals and ruined cities. The tunnel he followed eventually ended leading to a light, light he hadn't seen in so long, sunlight. The air was thin and the ground was scorched, cities were destroyed like he expected and around him were dead bodies of people trying to escape their demise, he looted what he could which included the gas mask he has now. Presumably years pass as he wandered the world, he was grateful for the chance at a new life, the world was quiet, peaceful, perfect for him, at first he would stay in one city at a time, working from building to building looking for life and or food and shelter, sometimes he would see two animals fused together like that one cartoon about the dog and cat which have connected bodies. Life was peaceful but uneventful, secretly he hoped he could meet someone else if there was anyone else.

Strengths/Weaknesses: He tends to sleep peacefully and not expecting that anyone would try to steal anything from him based on the fact that there is literally no one to steal from him. His guard is often down and relaxed, nothing can really hurt him in this world unless it's a mutated dog trying to grab a leg.

Philosophy: He never believed there was a god, and if there was then he probably left the world to die long before the apocalypse, his philosophy is that life doesn't have much meaning, his only reason for living now is the freedom he has.

Strange Behaviors: He’ll make weird sounds here and there, if a building topples over in front of him he'd probably make a “WHOUOUHH” sound.

Favorite Thing: M&Ms are off the list, he'd had enough of those in the underground. He really likes proper cooked meat, wether it be mutant flesh on a spit or preserved precooked sausages from the supermarket.

Skills: He can make that popping sound with his fingers and his cheek… he can also cook a mean mutant steak, he somehow finds mutant meat better than normal meat. Also he has basic survival skills he learned from a survival handbook found outside the underground.

STARTING EQUIPMENT:
Russian SKS rifle, x30 rounds
Pump action shotgun, x7 rounds
Emergency axe from the train station
Canteen of purified water
Messenger bag with ready made food he makes for lunch
Bag containing food, clothing, a tarpaulin, a box of models and a bed roll

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

@scifidude47 thx!

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

@scifidude47

Perniciem [Romantically Apocalyptic-Inspired RP] [Apocalyptic/Dark Comedy!]

Lucas Dane

Name: Lucas Dane

Relative Age: About twenty or thirty years, concept of time is a bitch.

Gender: Male

Physical Description:

Gas Mask Description:

Job: He was just your average teenager before the apocalypse, he had no job and no money, just an angsty personality and a pimple covered face.

Personality: Mostly quiet but when he's alone he tends to speak aloud, there's no one there to stop him. He likes collecting small things like once sought for toys and models, he has a container full of them in his bag. One of his specific memories from before the apocalypse was the use of computers and video games, If he ever found a working computer you would never see him again until the power runs out.

Story: memories are a blur, much of what he remembers is just a failed person, unable to get good enough grades and even start a relationship. The apocalypse was a blessing, he didn't know how he survived but he did, he was the only person within underground station apart from a homeless man who eventually went insane and killed himself. Lucas survived on m&ms and bottled water for a few days until he ran out of vending machines, then he moved onto the next station, walking along the tracks and sometimes seeing trains full of starved people, he found more stations and more vending machines, more clothes and bags he could use to carry the things he needed. Lucas didn't know how long he'd been in the underground, every day, or every night, he built his body and mind in the event that he would leave the underground and face what might be a horror of mutated animals and ruined cities. The tunnel he followed eventually ended leading to a light, light he hadn't seen in so long, sunlight. The air was thin and the ground was scorched, cities were destroyed like he expected and around him were dead bodies of people trying to escape their demise, he looted what he could which included the gas mask he has now. Presumably years pass as he wandered the world, he was grateful for the chance at a new life, the world was quiet, peaceful, perfect for him, at first he would stay in one city at a time, working from building to building looking for life and or food and shelter, sometimes he would see two animals fused together like that one cartoon about the dog and cat which have connected bodies. Life was peaceful but uneventful, secretly he hoped he could meet someone else if there was anyone else.

Strengths/Weaknesses: He tends to sleep peacefully and not expecting that anyone would try to steal anything from him based on the fact that there is literally no one to steal from him. His guard is often down and relaxed, nothing can really hurt him in this world unless it's a mutated dog trying to grab a leg.

Philosophy: He never believed there was a god, and if there was then he probably left the world to die long before the apocalypse, his philosophy is that life doesn't have much meaning, his only reason for living now is the freedom he has.

Strange Behaviors: He’ll make weird sounds here and there, if a building topples over in front of him he'd probably make a “WHOUOUHH” sound.

Favorite Thing: M&Ms are off the list, he'd had enough of those in the underground. He really likes proper cooked meat, wether it be mutant flesh on a spit or preserved precooked sausages from the supermarket.

Skills: He can make that popping sound with his fingers and his cheek… he can also cook a mean mutant steak, he somehow finds mutant meat better than normal meat. Also he has basic survival skills he learned from a survival handbook found outside the underground.

STARTING EQUIPMENT:
Russian SKS rifle, x30 rounds
Pump action shotgun, x7 rounds
Emergency axe from the train station
Canteen of purified water
Messenger bag with ready made food he makes for lunch
Bag containing food, clothing, a tarpaulin, a box of models and a bed roll