I will post once our newcomers have caught up and feel ready to go, it's a lot to catch up on and I want them to feel comfortable before heaping the shit storm on them that is our horrible bunch.
New interest check. Feel free to invite those you may think will enjoy the story. However, all characters must be human. Someone came to me with a super soldier idea, and that is a no no.
I am looking for three new players to create characters for the story below. As three have dropped out of the original cast, I am looking for two male characters and one female character to replace. I am happy to have all male, however at this time I do not want more than one female.
Here is the thread. Please be aware that this is very much a mature role play, in the sense that anything goes. Sexism, violence, racism, insults and derogatory comments, as we are all playing dangerous criminals.
Ask any questions you may have, I will be happy to help.
A person who survives, especially a person remaining alive after an event in which others have died
Criminal
noun
A person who has committed a crime
Stasis
noun
The state of equilibrium or inactivity caused by opposing equal forces
Time line of events
2020 – Global terrorism hits an all-time high. Extremism has hit every nation, all western cultures forced back into an almost state of medieval slavery.
2028 – The United Nations (heavily depleted now) fight back.
2038 – The UN takes back control of most of Europe, North and South America.
2046 – With the aid of technology, the UN spreads their control to Australia.
2050 – World terrorism quashed, the UN announces complete control over all continents.
2060 – UN creates and implements a security system in all countries called ‘Prime’. An intelligence programme meant to keep a strict eye on all, to prevent any more world wars.
2080 – The world over now heavily relies on technology. Everything is strictly monitored; all human beings have their fingerprint of their left index finger implanted with a chip. All information, DNA, stats and records are contained within said chip.
2090 – Herrity Apox creates the Apox centre, a Space-Penitentiary where the prisoners are held in stasis.
2100 – The Apox centre is abandoned after financial costs and humanitarian matters. 100 prisoners are left in the Apox indefinitely.
2115 – The UN divides within over the status of Prime.
2119 – A Virus ravages Prime, all nuclear bombs defused and disassembled by head security operatives as a safety measure.
2120 – Anti-establishment rebels fight against UN and Prime operatives.
2125 – A bug is uploaded to the Prime core, the machinery and technology begins to ravage the world and fail. International security failure.
2130 – Civil wars, anti-military movements and intercontinental wars begin.
2150 – All bombs go off on the 12th of June, destroying all countries. Human population diminished to less than 10%.
2235 – The Apox centre fails and plummets down to earth, crashing down into a wild and massively transformed America.
a d d e d i n f o r m a t i o n
So basically, our characters will be hardened criminals that survive the crash of the prison. Now of course, firstly we have each other to survive. Once the initial squabbles and clash of personalities and also dominant egos have passed, next comes surviving. The first plan is for them to come across a crumbling military base and find out all about what has happened. So it is a quest for survival on a planet with feral wild life, hostile environments and survivors who take down any one they do not know. It’s a dystopian world, and our criminals have to find a way to survive.
They need to have been locked up in somewhere between 2090 and 2100. They've been in a frozen state for over a hundred years. Your crime has to have been very severe to be sent to the Apox, so no petty criminals please. The Apox centre is basically the equivalent of multiple life sentences, keep that in mind when creating your character.
I am afraid I will not be accepting any gentle and timid characters into this. Look at the setting and the environment, they won’t survive. By all means they can be quiet, but no room for innocence in characters here.
There will be guns among the wreckage, although any guard was evacuated when the Apox was abandoned. But mostly any weaponry will be hand made out of what they can get and what they can find.
Ideally someone will play a hacker, if so I have a few things to discuss with you.
r u l e s
#1 Nothing anime, emo, scene, cartoon or outrageous. As a visual of your character, only life photography is accepted. If you do not use a picture than a full description will be needed.
#2 Make your characters and their crimes realistic please.
#3 Advanced. This is an advanced role so please keep in mind the advanced requirements. Detailed posts with plenty of content, how does your character feel at that moment? How do they react to a certain situation? Why do they feel that way?
#4 Third person narratives only, I know this may seem like an odd rule but some people feel the need to post in first person and it irks me. Past tense also!
#5 I do not expect anyone to post everyday so don’t worry. I have a young son and so there are times I won’t be able to get on here. I think so long as we all post around twice a week though it will keep things moving nicely, and we all keep in communication through the OOC.
#6 No immature writers or characters please! Immaturity gets my back up and makes for a very dislikeable character. By all means make your character naïve, but I do not want to read the words “Stubborn but sweet but feisty” in one personality description.
#7 Violence is going to happen. Swearing is going to happen. Sexism is going to happen. Fighting is going to happen. This isn't going to be a pleasant happy-happy story.
#8 No character is invincible! If you get shot in the head, you’re going to die. If someone punches you in the face, you’re going to get hurt. I fully intend to throw in some challenges and violence from strangers, so be prepared.
#9 A character sheet is only accepted once I have given the OK!
Male Inmates One standard grey all-in-one button front suit. One standard white cotton t-shirt. One standard white pair of shorts. One pair black boots.
Female Inmates One standard grey all-in-one button front suit. One standard white lycra cropped vest. One standard white cotton t-shirt. One standard white pair of shorts. One pair black boots.
All jewellery and add-on items are removed; absolutely no personal effects are taken aboard by inmates. All long hair is to be tied back from face in simple braid. All inmates are tagged on their right wrist with a cuff that states their serial number, and incarceration details.
INMATE: LENNOX, ELMINA SERIAL NUMBER: 00002 INCARCERATION DATE: 2090 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: RISTACHEV, MAKARID SERIAL NUMBER: 00004 INCARCERATION DATE: 2090 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: MUNRO, MAIRO HEMI SERIAL NUMBER: 00007 INCARCERATION DATE: 2090 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: HORN, SAMUEL SERIAL NUMBER: 00009 INCARCERATION DATE: 2091 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: NEWLYN, GEORGIA SERIAL NUMBER: 00010 INCARCERATION DATE: 2091 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: THORNE, LAURA SERIAL NUMBER: 00087 INCARCERATION DATE: 2097 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: PARRY, JOSEPH SERIAL NUMBER: 00090 INCARCERATION DATE: 2098 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: DEWINTER, CHRISTINE SERIAL NUMBER: 00091 INCARCERATION DATE: 2097 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE:SHARNER, JACOB SERIAL NUMBER: 00097 INCARCERATION DATE: 2098 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
INMATE: CORR, ELIJAH SERIAL NUMBER: 00100 INCACERATION DATE: MARCH 2099 ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE: LIFE
To look at, the best description of the Apox is a mix between a small cruise liner and a type 26 frigate. It is dark grey of colour and everything upon it is run by electronics and computers, nothing is done by key. It comprises of four levels.
Lower deck – loading bay, back-up generators. C Deck – 500 perfectly uniformed cyrochambers, one on top of the other. 250 cells either side of central stairwell. B Deck – 500 perfectly uniformed cyrochambers, one on top of the other. 250 cells either side of central stairwell. A Deck – Command centre. Security room, with monitors on each and every inmate. Computers monitoring every inch of the Apox, with layout and details on the centre. Emergency medical bay, for security personal only. Kitchen and living areas for security personal. Secret weapons locker, containing six Beretta 90Two hand guns, two Benelli M3 Super 90 – 12 gauge shotguns and ammo supply. Everything is only accessible by those with UN personal status and ID chip can gain access to these rooms.
A steel stairwell connects all levels.
Cyrochambers.
3 foot wide and 7 foot high, the walls are padded and with built in restraints about inmate’s wrists, ankles and neck. Metal of structure with a glass front, doubly reinforced for inspection and monitoring purposes.
With a slight roll of her eyes she reached for the discarded ink well and parchment, and began to fill out her reply. In true form, her older brother was already checking up on her, under the guise of enquiring about Jory. Her plump and curvy writing filled the page, though she left any response about herself vague. There was no need for her to say anything, as he said he would be popping up to the school for the tournament, having heard about it from their father. Astrid was also given strict instruction not to enter, and she couldn’t help but feel compelled to put her name in for it, although she knew deep down she would do no such thing.
Astrid wasn’t really the competitive type, except when it came to Sirius. She always worked hard to have the upper hand in their friendship, always sure to be on her guard and not succumb to his charm, no matter how hard he tried. He was relentless though, and always managed to cause an eruption of butterflies within her, although she never showed it outwardly, not to him anyway. There were only a select few who knew the full extent of her feelings for Sirius, and that was her immediate circle of girlfriends.
As Sirius spoke, Astrid looked up and watched him tease Remus and she shook her head, finishing off the letter and heading over to the window. Pushing it open, she let out a complicated whistle to the cold air and waited for the horned Owl to come back, perching on the ledge with a mouse tail hanging out of its beak. “Lovely” Astrid said as part of the dead vermin fell onto the back of her hand. She tied the scroll to its leg. “Leave before Erik has a chance to send back a reply” She said before the bird took flight, and she pulled the window closed. Already a chill had settled in and she rubbed her hands together before turning around before laughing to herself at the pitiful display before her.
“Stare any harder, Black” Astrid said as she sat herself down on the sofa, moving his arm out of the way as she rested. “You’ll start drooling… Why aren’t you with Lil?” Astrid asked James.
“What?” He asked, before she nodded down to his head boy’s badge.
“Shit!” He snapped before running out of the dorm, almost falling over himself as he scrambled up the portrait hole to try and find Lily. Astrid and the rest chuckled, before she looked back to Sirius.
“How are you getting on at James’s place?” Astrid asked kindly. She knew all too well just what a nasty environment he had grown up in, and of the blood supremacy that his family believed in. His brother and cousins were in Slytherin, he was the only Gryffindor and she knew he had received hell for it. Astrid hated the thought of him returning back to his parents’ house each summer, and it had swelled her heart when she heard that he had left once and for all.
REMUS
“You’re a sixth year, so your lessons are tough, but not as gruelling as what I am getting this year” He informed her as he tugged out his own schedule and showed her. Everything was now at an advanced level, and his selection wasn’t easy. Transfiguration, Defence against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions, Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures, his week was a mix of double this, advanced that and the odd free period reserved for additional studying, or so the teachers said anyway. It wasn’t unheard of to see the foursome disappearing off somewhere if they ever had the same free period as one another; you very seldom found them in the library together. Whilst Remus had a love for knowledge, he never did turn down hanging out in favour of studying.
“Ketteburn? He gets a little experimental and excited, but doesn’t really think things through” Remus explained about the animals teacher, and smirked at the image of his wiry white hair and dishevelled appearance.
In the blink of an eye, Remus felt embarrassed, awkward and uncomfortable. Firstly, by Sirius’s comment and he gave his friend a look which meant he was resisting the urge to punch him. But also by Veronica pointing out his ill ease, she had been the one person he hadn’t wanted to pass comment. “Just not feeling too great” Remus replied, sitting himself up a little straighter and pushing a hand through his thick hair, looking away from her for a moment and just watching the few others in the common room. But then matters were made worse by the continuing stare of Peter, and Remus reached his hand out for what other object he could find.
A cushion went sailing through the air and hit Peter on the side of his face, and caused the shorter male to slump over with a loud cuss, and Remus laughed along with the rest of them, his head rolling a little bit as Peter tried to gather himself. His eyes caught sight of Sirius and Astrid for a second and he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Everyone knew that those two were mad for each other, though neither would admit it. Sirius also had a habit of mumbling her name in his sleep sometimes, and it was the same with James, he’d often end up slurring Lily’s name into his pillow. Having never really been involved with a girl, he had never experienced that kind of affection.
As he was one of the most popular guys in school, or rather because he was best friends with the popular duo that was Sirius and James, he was never short of attention. But Remus had believed it all to be false, and had never clicked with anyone other than a cheeky kiss here and there. He took back his schedule and stuffed it in his pocket as he rolled his shoulders, his body starting to feel strange, as it always did when a full moon approached.