War

I really just want to edit my Bio...

@Alluring Dhark No problem! Enjoy your stay and keep a lock on your soul!

@Arya10108909

Who has a soul anymore?

The Raiders of Norn

@Searat

Just saying, I really like that character.

Road Warriors - A survival adventure set in the world of Mad Max

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And the malevolent eye in the heavens remained unblinking, beating down with sweltering force. The crash into the dune brought an unwelcome stupor, leaving Zer nearly oblivious of his surroundings. Wet. He can feel something moist. What is that? Awareness slowly seeped in and the functionality (partially) returned to his extremities. His digits moved an inch, gracing the fabric of his clothes and felt the wetness. Closed eyelids obstructing his vision slowly lifted and revealed the splatter of crimson encompassing his torso. The trepidation set in instantly as he shot up to full awareness, hyperventilating some. Every breath was like breathing glass shards instead of air. Zer frantically checked himself for any entry wounds, sighing in both relief and confusion when he found nothing.

But where'd- oh

His eyes fell upon the raider sprawled on his buggy, ghostly pale and with one hand firmly grasping the steering wheel; yanked to the left. The causer of the crash. He was worth putting the last 3 bullets into. "Suck on that...you..fucker..". He shifted to move and the transfixing pain shocked his entire being. Nope. Not ready to move yet. Another attempt, turning his head to examine the battlefield. The corpses of vehicles and man alike dotted the grounds, wafting stygian smoke like factory plumes. Zer knew the raiders would've picked everything clean, and that the chance of survivors was slim. Still, there could be something amidst the husk of twisted steel and the sand ravaged bodies.

The series of events that led to this unfortunate situation weren't unusual, hell, if anything this was routine out here. Granted, being on the receiving end didn't feel too great but at least he was alive. Of course, alive doesn't mean too much if you're out of food, water, and guzzoline. Speaking of, lifting the seat of the opposite..well seat, he found that his meager stash of emergency supplies was untouched. Enough food and water for 3 days(4 if he rationed and 5 if he went to extremes) and a canteen of guzzoline barely amounting to a quarter tank. To make matters worse, he was completely out of ammo.

Fuckin' hell, I'm buggered ou-

The telltale spurts of an engine broke the somewhat surreal silence, meaning that at least someone survived. Zer tried the door. Jammed shut. "Fuckin fuck..". He began, pulling himself up through the roof."This is exactly why I don't do convoys..Exactly fuckin why!". Zer slid from the top, landing with a wobbly stature. He'd been in enough crashes that the feeling of vertigo was nothing new, and was over quickly. He began to inspect his vehicle for any serious damage, and found nothing too serious, though getting it out the sand would be a pain.

"Oi, mate! You still in one piece?"

That was...Calvin? Killian? He'd learn the name. He wasn't really addressing him though."The fuck are ya talkin- oh". Looking pass his dreadlocked companion, he spotted Sawbones, the questionable organic mechanic with questionable medical practices that made you question things. "That's 2..thought we had more..well had is the keyword there, eh?"

The Raiders of Norn

a loved one who is I'll

@Assallya

The Raiders of Norn

@War

Hm.
We could be a dungeoneering duo!
providing the GM would allow such.

@Valorous

I'd be cool with that.

The Raiders of Norn

Hmm, probably gonna make a character from scratch.
Perhaps an avid dungeoneer? Decisions decisions

@Valorous

I was thinking of something just like that.

The Raiders of Norn

Once more, with feeling

@Duck

I'm feelin' it

I don't know what to put in the title or in the actual post itself so i'll just be random

hi every1 im new!!!!!!! *holds up spork* my name is katy but u can call me t3h PeNgU1N oF d00m!!!!!!!! lol…as u can see im very random!!!! thats why i came here, 2 meet random ppl like me _… im 13 years old (im mature 4 my age tho!!) i like 2 watch invader zim w/ my girlfreind (im bi if u dont like it deal w/it) its our favorite tv show!!! bcuz its SOOOO random!!!! shes random 2 of course but i want 2 meet more random ppl =) like they say the more the merrier!!!! lol…neways i hope 2 make alot of freinds here so give me lots of commentses!!!!
DOOOOOMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <--- me bein random again _^ hehe…toodles!!!!!

love and waffles,

t3h PeNgU1N oF d00m

I, uh, I mean, welcome!

@Mara

Deadlands - A Supernatural Western

Eli

_{"Just your average lawman"}

♤Skills♤
Agility: 4{+2}
Smarts: 4{+1}
Spirit: 4
Strength: 4{+1}
Vigor: 4{+1}

♤Stats♤
Investigation-2
Notice-4
Persuasion-3
Shooting-4
Streetwise-2

♤Gear♤
Colt Army Model 1860; Polished, Stygian Black Ironwood comprises the grip, nearly matching the coloration of the cold-steel frame. The silvery embellishments weave magically into the colors, making it one hell of a' thing to look at. If you find yourself on the receiving end of that barrel? Well I'd say your luck just ran out...
U.S Marshall Attire; Sturdy, black leather boots with added spurs to nudge the steed along, thick tan pants covered with the dust a' outside and grime from the Saloon. It's an attempt in vain to keep the alabaster white undershirt a' his clean, but still he tries, which makes it only the color of his pants, brought together with a black vest with silvery clasp. Aside from that worn U.S Marshall badge, he's the same as you. A Man. When mother nature has one of her conniptions, he may sport a bandana of whatever color to protect his face.

♤Background♤
Born Eli Francis Mckee, he was the first and only son to Jean Mckee, An outlaw and Elizabeth Lerin, a seamstress. Eli was plagued with constant ridicule since he was able to understand what words meant, mainly due to how he came to be. See, Jean Mckee was an Outlaw roamin' the west when he happened about the small stead where the Lerins' lived. Keeping the fact that he was a wanted criminal, he was welcomed with open arms and after some time, regarded as family. He'd help with the family's ranch and in turn they'd offer residence in the nearly empty ranch-house. Why is were so empty? Well both Lerin boys were killed by "Them damn Injuns" in what'd be known as the Great Raid, the singlemost largest indian attack on white cities. This left only Ma and Pa Lerin, along with their daughter Elizabeth.

Life was easy, serine, and albeit a stark contrast to the Outlaw life, Jean came to enjoy it. He also came to enjoy the company of Elizabeth and soon enough, they fell in Love. It was short-lived, as news of Jean's true identity was brought to life when the residing Sheriff visiting the Lerins "Swore he'd seen that feller before". Consulting old wanted posters, it was revealed that Jean was infact an Outlaw, wanted Dead or Alive: $2,000. Once this came to light, all sorts a' lowlife began takin' chances, and at some point had the collective brainwave to ambush the stead. That night, some 50 men stormed the ranch, To which Jean responded with opening fire. Jean was subsequently killed by gunfire. Not even cold in his grave, Elizabeth discovered she was pregnant with Eli, which her parents naturally disapproved. Yet when the child was born, they couldn't find it in em' to hate the boy, and he too were accepted like Jean was years ago.

Eli regarded himself a 'cursed child' due to how ostracized he was, but he soon learned to ignore them. He'd show them He thought He'd show them all. Working on the ranch raised Eli to be a strong, healthy youth and when he came of age, was conscripted into the Union Army. When in training, he met a man by the name of Jesse, who he befriended. After training, He and Jesse were both assigned to the Army of Georgia and both under the enlisted rank of Private. They both ever saw one battle, the dreaded Battle of Shiloh.

he and Jesse were amongst the Union soldiers surprised by the Confederate attack, yet they dug in heels and held against wave after wave of "Them damn greys". The aftermath was brutal on both ends, A Union victory but at the cost of thousands of men. Eli was injured during the battle and subsequently relieved of further duty in the Army. He was granted the Campaign Service Medal and was field promoted to Sargent during the battle. Returning home, he learned that his Mother passed of Yellow Fever. He decided then to be a U.S Marshal and was readily accepted due to his military service. Years later, he learned that Jesse had also survived Shiloh, through a letter sent from Kansas. He may just visit sometime...

♤Worst Nightmare♤

Originally, it was dying at Shiloh. Now, his Worst Nightmare is not proving himself to be a good lawman.

Other Info

Dialogue will be in this color
And important actions in this one
Multiple sources were used to convey these very real events accurately. If any mistakes are there, do notify me.
To the Men whom gave their lives in the bloodiest confrontation in American history- Rest in Peace.

Hey Hey Hey

My name's Elle and I'm looking forward to rping here, especially some Peaky Blinders. Hit me up if you're interested!

@Poinsettia

Welcome.
I do have to warn you about the Guild though...

Kidding, I'm new like you. What do I know?