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Roleplay man, roleplay man, does whatever a roleplay can. Does he write? Not at all. He brings plots to a stall, look out... He’s a fucking ghost.
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I hate websites that tell you an email is wrong whilst you're trying to type it out. CALM YOUR TITS, I'VE NOT PUT IN THE FUCKING @ ADDRESS YET, NO SHIT IT'S NOT VALID.
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7 yrs ago
Does anyone else see a word spelt totally correctly and think 'that can't be fucking right, I've messed something up.'
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8 yrs ago
When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager!
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Aw, you're too kind. Astropath moonlighting as a biomage it is.
Please refrain from posting here unless your CS has been ticked off by me.

"I decide who lives and dies here!"


Biography


Camilla's a fairly typical Nord. Tall, pale skin, light blonde hair braided down along one side to really fit with the 'viking' aesthetic. Since working in London she's had two white crosses tattooed underneath her eyes. She looks slighter than one would expect and isn't the best at a quick sprint, but that doesn't really mesh with what she does on the battlefield.

The equipment she wears is pretty atypical as well. Her back is mostly occupied by a heavy-duty canvas sling for her 'Revivfle' (correct name being the CNDTN Rifle), with a shock-absorbing brace on her left arm. Free, capped darts swing from a bandoleer wrapped around her shoulder, a sturdy cermic plate protects her vitals and a rather large, shiny revolver hangs from her right hip.

As for her personality, Camilla is an... interesting individual. Whilst ostensibly quite a nice person, her preferred way of killing people is pretty nasty. That being said, she's pretty friendly to anyone, regardless of allegiance, and is more than happy to give anyone a pick-me-up for a fee. She's also a pretty big ABBA fan, which confuses a lot of people since they're Swedish, and she's Danish. Oh, and puns. A really big fan of puns.

Inventory

The largest piece of equipment Camilla lugs around is her 'Revivfle.' So called because it's a rifle that revives you, it's a left-handed tranquiliser rifle modified to fire heavy-duty darts filled with Camilla's custom nanomachines. Anyone on her current side needs to have a 'friendly chip.' Valkyrie's rifle automatically scans an individual for this chip, and will then change the dart currently in the chamber from the lethal 'negative' dart, to the healing 'positive' dart.

Camilla herself does not carry a friendly chip, as it would activate every dart and turn them into a positive, and as such she instead has a number of capped positive darts on her to patch herself up if needs be. For backup she carries a large Smuth and Wessjon (a Norwiegen knockoff S&W 400) to protect her from anyone that sneaks up on her, and a utility hatchet for when they really sneak up on her. She's quite good with both.




March 19th, 2022 marked the end of Modern England. A battered Soviet R-12 nuclear missile, excavated from a dilapidated silo in Kyrgyzstan was smuggled into England and loaded into a car. At approximately 12:22 in the afternoon, that car was driven into the Gherkin and the bomb inside detonated, destroying the structural integrity of the building and bringing it down. The massive amounts of material meant that much of the City Of London became badly irradiated, but it would only prove to be the beginning.

A series more attacks, these mostly using cobalt-infused dirty bombs were smuggled into London and detonated across the cities. The worse affected areas include the Canary Warf Underground Station, which was hit with the highest amount of radiation, Buckingham Palace, where the royal family had hidden in an emergency bunker, Elizabeth Tower, which thanks to recent repairs withstood the attack remarkably well, the London Eye, which was toppled onto the banks of the Thames, with parts of the structure in the river itself, and the Millennium dome, which also withstood the attack remarkably well. The Houses of Parliament were subject to a failed attack, but by March 20th, the damage was finished.

What followed was anarchy. Mass rioting, looting and fear gripped England, leading to an exodus of inner London and a setting up of what is now known as the Outer Shanty, a rather nice slum by all accounts. The breakdown of the government thanks to these attacks lead to the foundation of the CDA- Centre for Disaster Administration, given a massive budget and nigh free-reign to do as it pleased to rebuild the city.

Unfortunately, the CDA revealed itself to be ripe pickings for unscrupulous individuals. Pale Horse, a formerly unknown mercenary organisation started to attack the CDA head on, stealing their hyper-valuable tech in order to make a quick buck. In retaliation, the CDA hired their own mercenaries... In many cases the same individuals that were working for Pale Horse. What was once a serious fight to rebuild London has devolved into a rather silly conflict, with mercenaries switching allegiances near-constantly, battling with the few private individuals left on London and generally wrecking any sense of decorum.







Hey there folks, this is MFFAP, a vaguely Overwatch (or, if you're aware of the game, Dirty Bomb,) inspired RP, with mercenaries battling over London and the riches enclosed within it. Applications are currently Still open! So, just fill out the CS below.

I think I'm obliged to give some interest here... Although I am actually interested. Lots of potential characters. Vindicare or Callidus assassin- perhaps one that for whatever reason the brainwashing didn't take to quite as well, leading to them constantly staying on the move to get away from vengeance killings by their temples. Otherwise I think our group is missing a psyker. Perhaps an astropath that's allied to whichever individual is transporting us with some fancy biomagic backups to them.


The first ever nuclear terrorist attack was launched on London, March 19th, 2022. A dirty bomb smuggled into the country was left inside the Gherkin in the City of London itself, detonating at 12:22 in the afternoon. Three more bombs would be detonated, one at 13:34 at Canary Wharf, one at 14:00 at the base of the London Eye, bringing the structure down, and one at 14:35, just outside Buckingham Palace. The subsequent chaos that followed lead to the establishment of the Centre for Disaster Relief, or the CDR. Utilising top-notch scientific technology, their job was to bring order to London as quick as possible, and clean up as much of the radiation in as short a time as possible.

Unfortunately for them however, someone was interested in pilfering CDR goods. Pale Horse, formerly a barely known private security venture stepped their game up, hiring mercenaries in their attempt to make a quick buck off of the latest in CDR gear. CDR, with blessing from the government, began to hire mercenaries in kind... Sometimes the same mercenaries working for Pale Horse. What was once a city of rubble and ruins has rapidly turned into rather silly conflict, with mercenaries of all types and flavours making their way into the ruins of the city in order to make themselves a lot of money indeed.






Hello folks, Lady Selune here. Murder for Fun and Profit, or MFFAP as I'm going to call it for ease of typing, is a vaguely Overwatch inspired RP, with mercenaries and their fancy gadgets clashing as the CDR and Pale Horse war against each other, either to restore the city to its former glory... Or, to, well, steal from the ones actually trying to do something good. Any interest?

Bump.
"Uh..." The woman paused for a few seconds. "Lauren DuPont, Samson Hale and Jeremy Hawk...s? Not entirely sure what his name is. Secretary of Agriculture, Tourism and the head of taxes. Suspects other than yourself?" She looked at the woman, an awkward smile on her face. "Nobody. Pretty obviously and definitively you. Got you on camera, honestly, a miracle you even managed to get away after the third one considering how blase it was. I guess whoever jacked you only cared insofar as you could kill those three, and then couldn't give a rat's arse."

They departed from the elevator and up into a long hallway. A single turn and they had finally reached Aw3struck's bolthole... And all things considered it wasn't bad. The sheer fact that it had enough space for a proper kitchen with an oven in it was a step up from how most people lived. There was a thin layer of dust across almost everything, but that just meant that nobody else had been here between when she had last left nad now.

"Welcome to your new home. As for if I can trace it... Like I said. It'd take me a long time."
Might be interested. More of an XCOM 1 fan, but still good for an RP.
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