Lost are the old ways. All that is left is the madness of the road...
When the Seven Sisters Petroleum could no longer fulfill their duties, the oil shortages caused riots throughout the world ending with a nuclear fallout. No one left alive remembered when the bombs fell. The star spangled banner was drenched in blood and oil. They lit it aflame and waved the flag in the air, signaling the start of Armageddon's race. All that there is, all that there ever will be, is the Americana Wasteland.
Near the ancient sky towers of the east is a lone settlement called The Iron Shelter. It holds a small population of survivors, as well as an abundance of oil and ammo. A shifty alliance is held between two other cities, Water Town in the east, and Junk Farm in the west. Trade is established between the three. One cannot live without the other. You are a Sentry, a knight in chrome armor on metal steeds, protector of the 3 against the coming terror...
The Chimera Kings and their army of Drummer Boys are close to taking over the Americana Wasteland. Their war storm brews from the west, charging forward and engulfing everything in their way.
What will you do, Sentry, when the locusts come? Will you fight the storm or will you run and hide?
Fury Road: Highway to Hades, takes place during the same time as Mad Max: Fury Road. The only difference being that our RP is relocated to America. The three settlements: The Iron Shelter, Water Town, and Junk Farm have been around for as long as you can remember. The Sentry have been around for just as long. The Sentry were founded by Clive Rogues. You swore an oath to protect the 3. You engaged in the rites of the Sentry. You drowned in the purified aqua of Water Town, forged your own knight armor at the Junk Farm, and ran through the chrome gauntlet of The Iron Shelter. Clive Rogues anointed you into the Sentry with oil and gunpowder. It was in that moment where you vowed to fulfill your duty.
As a Sentry you are sworn to protect the 3 from outsiders. Raiders and pillagers must be punished. Freight haulers and trade rigs must be protected. Our goal for now is to keep these settlements in tact. We'll be part of a special patrol unit under Clive Rogue's leadership. Everything we do and don't do will have consequences that will reflect on the three. Remember that the setting is in a post apocalyptic wasteland where production of everything stopped around 1995. So, no Wasteland Priuses or Tesla prototype cars exist. This also applies to any firearms you might carry. Use this as a
reference if you need it.
Character Sheet
Name:
Appearance: Post pick at the top of your sheet and fill in any basic details here.
Age:
Personality:
Weapons:
Vehicle:
Bio: I'm keeping things pretty loose since the lore is completely new from Mad Max. Use this opportunity to go wild here and take as many liberties as you'd like. You are free to make up locations and whatever else you feel can flush your character out more. Was he born and raised in any of the 3? Was she originally a raider? Maybe you were a slave that broke free and joined the Sentry to try and find the fuckheads that held you captive. It does not have to be long. Two paragraphs is good with me.
Rules
1. We'll most likely be assholes to each other/deal with a lot of assholes in IC, so keep it there, and not in OOC.
2. Try to keep us updated if you're planning on posting soon.
3. Basic guild rules apply
4. WITNESS ME!!!!! (We need to come up with our own war cry)
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