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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2014 0:42:05 GMT
Welcome to the Post Apocalyptic RP.
Setting: New York 2024
Map: newyorknatives.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/new-york-subway-map-cropped2.jpg
Story: I'll try to make this as brief as possible. (Morgan Freeman) In the year 2014 the world was engulfed in nuclear fire. Most do not remember why the bombs were sent but then again no one really cared. As time went by the abundance of radiation has lead to the mutation of many species. For years, mankind fought among itself for the few resources that remained but gave no attention to the growing mutant numbers. These mutants quickly overran most of the settlements driving what was left of the population to the metro. As time went by people ultimately made the decision to either take their chances and head back to the surface or remain underground. With the various threats being faced such as the dwindling resources or the large mutant population, people slowly became desperate and looked for leaders who could give mankind a chance to live.
Currency: Soda tabs.
Rules:
1. I shall manage this thread so with that being said if you have a complaint feel free to let me know.
2. No perfect characters.
3. Two characters max.
4. Can't kill another person's character unless you have permission from said person.
5. God modding is not allowed unless a good reason is given.
6. You can have relationships if you chose to do so.
7. Take as much time as you want with posting as I realize that people do have their priorities.
Character Sheet
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Other:(Anything extra that you feel you should add that wasn't listed above.)
Name: Cyrus Gender: Male Age: 28 Personality: A rather calm man that has let most of his near death experiences shape his way of thinking. Instead of being violent and gruff as the metro shapes most, he is mostly passive even in situations where violence is necessary. Cyrus goes by the mentality that nothing can be truly done only if nature allows it. Appearance:  History: Cyrus was heading back from work one day on the q train before it suddenly came to a stop in Times Square. Suddenly an announcement came from the train conductor and in a matter of seconds, chaos broke out. The war had begun and there was not a single thing that anyone could do to stop what was going to happen. Cyrus sat in the train cart while everyone ran out and was completely frozen. He had forgotten his phone at home and was not able to send out a final goodbye to his family. When the bombs struck down all he could remember was laying down on his seat and closing his eyes attempting to block everything out. About a year after the bombs dropped, the community of Arkham which had began to start in both 42nd and 34th Street was mapping out many of the stations in attempt to see how bad the damage was around the metro. Cyrus was out mapping canal street when he had been attacked by a group of bandits. They dragged him further into the station where a bunch of makeshift cells were located and threw him into one. Before they could finish locking him up another group came in dragging a wounded lurker into one of the other cells. All the bandits quickly turned their attention to the lurker and just began to grow rowdy making such remarks that angered Cyrus for some reason. He didn't know why he was angry but he could sense his emotions getting the better of him as his hands began to shake vigorously. He reached for his blade and began to dispatch the bandits one by one. They were all so distracted that they didn't notice him until his blade had reached their throats. After all the bandits were killed Cyrus opened the cell in which the wounded lurker was in and pulled it out swiftly. He began to grow uneasy and frightened as he could not bring himself to finish the mutant. Cyrus came to the odd realization that the mutant did not need to die despite the fact that he had seen lurkers take the lives of various denizens of the metro. It was from that moment that Cyrus began to think clearly and would undergo a rebirth in the sense that his old identity died along with the rest of the bandits at canal street. Weapons: Silenced M4  P99  Hatchet  Other: Backpack Gasmask Canteen Rope Pouches Lighter Pens Ammo
Mutant List
Ghouls or necrotic post-humans, are decrepit, rotting, zombie-like mutants. They are recipients of intensive, elongated radiation sickness which decays their skin, as well as their ligaments.
Deathclaws have a hunchbacked, bipedal reptilian build with long humanoid arms. They stand roughly nine to ten feet tall, with a thick and resilient hide, powerful muscles, and twelve-inch-long, razor-sharp claws that can kill almost any other creature in only a few swipes; hence their name. They have an excellent sense of smell and hearing, though their eyesight is poor. Their build gives them incredible speed, agility and strength in close combat, making them an extreme threat. Though they were originally mutated chameleons, they have lost the ability to camouflage themselves. 
Yao Guai are a species of mutated black bears that exhibit a gentle, familiar bond toward one another when found together, provided they do not feel threatened by the observer's presence. Yao guai will attack nearly any other creature or person they encounter, including deathclaws. 
Fire Ants are a variation of giant ants that have been genetically modified. Their name comes from their ability to breathe fire. The ants breathe fire by expelling flammable venom from what was their venom sacks, then igniting it with a spark made by clicking their mandibles. A process known as "pyrosis." 
Librarians are huge, quasi-intelligent creatures so named by the metro-dwellers due to their habitat. They are quite agile and capable of high jumps despite their size, and most importantly they have enormous physical strength, at least on par with the demons, and more than enough to tear apart a human being with their elongated fingers. Librarians have unique abilities that come from the fact that they are mutated animals. They can memorize small pieces of literature, place traps, and even semi-communicate in the form of creating a temporary neutrality by starring a human in the eye.
Demons are large, powerful predators that are only found on the surface. They hunt in small packs spread out across several blocks, so if one is seen, there's likely to be another close by. Like gargoyles they perch on the corners of buildings next to a relatively open area, allowing them to find prey more easily. While they prefer to attack by circling overhead and swooping down on prey to wound it or carry it away, if they can catch humans in the open they will sometimes land to attack. They tend to avoid entering structures as this limits their ability to escape by flying if the situation turns against them, but in some occasions they will attack through windows, doors, or damaged walls or other barriers to get at human prey inside. They are not easily intimidated, and will readily attack even creatures much larger than themselves.
Lurkers are small dog like creatures that share similarities with watchmen. They are very fast and tend to jump up from holes in the ground and launch themselves at threats or food. They often show up in packs of one to three at a time, even if more are in the area. Lurkers are mostly scavengers that press in upon carcasses, and rarely hunt live prey. They have almost pink skin and no bodily hair whatsoever. They also possess a second pair of eyes, which are very small and are probably useless as they appear to be milky white (a sign of blindness).
Nosalis are fierce predators, extremely territorial, and can easily overwhelm fortified positions in large numbers. Nosalises differ from most other mutant types by the sheer number of variant sub-species that exist under the generalization of Nosalis. Common between all types however, is a bipedal and humanoid shape with two arms and legs, arched spines, and large round heads that prominently display large noses, gaping jaws, and large teeth. Their nests are seemingly everywhere in the metro, but they are infrequently seen on the surface. Nosalises seem to be derived from moles, as indicated by their Latin name, as well as their prominent snout and large claws. Like most animal inhabitants of the Metro and Surface, they have undergone extreme mutation due to prolonged radioactive exposure.
Nosalis Rhinos (frequently shortened as just Rhinos and known also as Big Momma) is massive nosalis leader that is seen as the alpha female of a group.
Necromorphs are mutated and reanimated corpses, reshaped into horrific new forms that attack everything else on sight. The way to kill these monsters is by dismemberment.
The Watcher is referred to as a legend that has only been seen by it's victims and no one else. Not much is known about this creature except for the fact that it resembles a bird and that it supposedly has a healing factor of some kind.
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Post by Dark Templar on Jun 2, 2014 2:09:20 GMT
Name:Simon O'Riley Gender:Male Age:26 Personality:Simon is considered a rather protective, yet rather angry man. He is always protecting his sister, letting no one get near his sister, he's been know to have shot several men who dared to try anything beyond speak with her. Mostly due to her age, and the fact he trusts no one but his sister. However if you can win his trust, he can prove to be a rather valuable ally. Appearance:  History:Simon was born before the start of the apocalypse, in a small town, just on the outskirts of New York. However before the end of the world came, he moved to New York city, with the rest of his family. Spending enough time there, than soon he got to see his sister born in the year of of 2008. However when he was 16, and his sister was six, they had to retreat underground to survive the apocalypse. The rest of his family did not survive sadly, not believing the warnings and such. For the next ten years, he raised his sister, teaching her to scavenge, and fight. So they could both survive on the surface, and underground also. In 2022, they left the underground, to go to the surface, and begin scavenging up above. Two years on the surface had passed for Simon, and his sister. The pair had managed to explore for long enough, and gather up as many supplies as they would need. Such as various weapons, ammunition, food, and proper clothing for wandering on the surface. For the most part, the two now wander from town to town, metro city, to metro city. Selling various items they found along the way. Weapons: Primary: This shotgun's silver plating has been worn down, covered in scratches, scuffs, and dust. However they say the occasional glimmer of silver shows through. The stock is wrapped thoroughly wrapped up in dust covered bandages.  Secondary:  Melee:  Other: Four year old dog, and long time companion to Simon. His dog Solomon  Name:Sarah O'Riley Gender:Female Age:16 Personality:Unlike her brother, she's more free spirited, curious, and loves to explore. She prefers to avoid conflict, and feels she can care for herself, instead of her brother Simon always having to watch over here. Appearance:  The uniform is much more worn down, and faded. There aren't any holes in it, or tears. After all, if there were any, Simon would make sure to find something new for here to wear. The helmet is still a valuable defense item, undamaged, aside from the lack of the old camo netting that once covered. History: (History is similar to Simon's, so no need for redundancy.) Weapons: Primary:  She carries four magazines for it, all in pouches on her belt. When she's not using the rifle as a primary, she keeps it loaded, and strapped to her back. She has a single Beta C-mag for it, in case she needs to lay down suppresive fire. Along with a quick attach, and detach bipod for turning the weapon into an LMG quickly. Secondary: Two custom M1911's she found locked away in a safe, the two weapons have been preserved amazingly due to the circumstances they were in, hence the pristine condition.  Melee:  Other:(Anything extra that you feel you should add that wasn't listed above.) |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2014 2:16:29 GMT
Accepted. Dat plot though.
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Post by Tenshi on Jun 2, 2014 6:21:41 GMT
Name: Albireo(al for sort).d.Tatsumiya (when in armor known as(crimson phantom) Gender:male Age:17 Personality:a strange but soft hearted gentleman can be rather relaxed and carefree (as much as you can be in a post apocalyptic world) until a mutant is sited then he slips into a cold and ruthless personality till the target is down. Appearance: fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/123/0/c/post_apocalyptic_ranger_by_aenamora-d4ydqo6.jpg out of armor: fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/258/8/a/autumn_by_ksugarfree-d49yt21.jpg mainly just for hair and facial features blind in left eye. History: born in Kyoto but moved to new York with due father work at age 6 a year before the bombs fell. at the time the bombs fell he was with his father at an air base that later became there home. for years it was a rather peaceful life with only the occasional raider or mutant.At the age of 14 when helping his going with his father on a repair mission to fix a generator. For hours his father worked on it but nothing seemed to work. after wating so long Albireo got bored and decided to check in out him self what he found was a small rock jammed into a connection point.Not bothering to tell his father he got out a small metal rode and wiggled the rock out. unfortunately the rock landed on the main drive shaft sending the rock back at Albireo with enough force to cut open his eye rendering him blind on his left. From that day even with the mishap his father knew Albireo had found his skill. so after a few days Albireo began learning new things from more experienced members till he was sent on a multitude of repair jobs. Though this did not take up all his time when he had the chance he scavenged around the base slowly building his suit or learning to shoot from the guards. But one night the power went out not that was a new thing there so Albireo was sent out to repair it . what he saw was a some of plates smashed not thinking to deeply at the moment he set to work fixing it. When he returned to the hanger where the housing section was not a single person was seen only bloody smears everywhere. running to his family's shack he ran in to see his father dieing on the ground with a crude axe in his chest and a dead mutant with a hole in its head. his father with his dieing breath gave Albireo his old watch and told him to live on.After collecting his suit,some gear and rations he set out into the wastes .and from that day forward he set out to hunt down as many mutants as possible. Weapons: primary: 7.62x51mm NATO Mk.14 EBR gs1.wac.edgecastcdn.net/8019B6/data.tumblr.com/43adad5ddf9e8c86c16d7733618b502f/tumblr_mgy0j6Dsog1rhvfwyo1_1280.jpg Secondary:suppressed m1911 s114.photobucket.com/user/fireman1291/media/DSC03213.jpg.htmlMelee: www.cutlerywholesaler.com/images/products/detail/SW870.jpgOther:duct tape/deck of playing cards/fencing wire/small blow torch/small canteen/old pocket watch/small tool kit |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2014 1:38:16 GMT
Accepted.
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Post by Kutie Elsa on Jun 4, 2014 2:26:07 GMT
(Posting for approval/opinions) Alexis Eckmann Female 24 years Personality: (not really sure yet) Appearance: img269.imageshack.us/img269/1076/kugelschneider.jpg History: After she had 2 years of Oxford under her belt, she began extensive research in weapons of mass destruction with professors from the university. During this time the tides of shit turned and now everything is in ruins. The professors and their security details all moved to London making use of the underground subway systems as base. They jammed rail cars and moved wreckages into the tunnels to create walls. Alexis came from a military family, her father being a mercenary after his discharge, trained her in the economics of long range battle while her mother, being the brains, taught her everything she knew about the scientific realm. Her parents were caught in the blasts of a war with the Government and the mutants. She and her family were of course on the side of the government. Now hiding out in a subway station terminal close to the Parliament building, it is walled and heavily guarded. Alexis is designing a Nuclear power core to run the new Government facility; however they lack the Nuclear fuel. On the side they have created numerous weapons such as robotic attack dogs. Weapons: www.popularairsoft.com/files/images/AS-SR25S.jpgsoldiersystems.net/blog1/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/FDE-G21-Gen-4.jpg www.trueswords.com/images/prod/sw_tanto_point_combat_knife.jpg?osCsid=700su9i75uu5djftufa2cbr8o5others: two cybernetic attack dogs with her at all times. N.U.K (New United Kingdom) “Big Ben,” Is the name of the occupied London Airport terminal. The territory would include the only two bridges of access and a section of land to the east. Make shift walls from crumpled buildings, mortar, buses and cars surround the complex and create gates on the bridges. In the Center is a massive Nuclear cooling tower, however no steam is emitted due it’s inactivity. The People who survive in this complex are none other than officials of the UK. The many people residing are from military back ground, police, hospitals, firemen, really most any government paid employees. The one behind the big desk likes to call himself the President of the New United Kingdom, or NUK, (Nuke) for short. Most of the buildings in the complex have been demolished and rebuilt into smaller home like structures and small shops. The River Thames runs behind the complex providing the institution as a water network for trade and transportation. Intensions: To restore the British mainland and annihilate any Mutants, invaders or deemed villainous. Soldiers: i8.photobucket.com/albums/a32/SpartnII/3-13.jpgConfessors, (Officers) : img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100206144322/cnc/images/6/66/Confessor.jpgCyborgs: (Made from mutants/human volunteers/humans near death/) img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090521024640/cnc/images/b/bf/Awakened_CC3_Cncpt1.jpgPurifier: img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100916073354/cnc/images/3/3f/01_BlackHand_FlameThrower_Final-2.jpg |
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Post by Dark Templar on Jun 4, 2014 23:31:43 GMT
I will admit out right, I like the idea, it's almost like forming something comparable to the Brotherhood of Steel, or the Enclave. (All depends on whether pro-help the world, or pro-perfect the world but killing everyone who isn't part of your society.) It's quite the curious concept, however it's one that would add a whole new depth to it all. Personally though, I would recommend adding more on about the guards in the area, perhaps the name of the organization as a whole, images that would help to display what type of mini-society this is.
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Post by snowman07 on Jun 4, 2014 23:33:19 GMT
Character Sheet
Name: Miles Emden
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Personality: Miles is a quiet young man. He is friendly, and calm most of the time though the heat of a battle or small skirmish can cause him to get violent. He tends to keep to himself being slightly anti social, unless it is needed to call out friend or foe locations. He can be a dependable ally if you can get past his minor quirks, and befriend him.
Appearance: Miles is a caucasion male that stands at 5'8”. He has light brown eyes that fit with his black hair. His face has a light mustache with a light beard growing on his face, and has a shallow scar on the upper cheek area going across to the left side of his face that is roughly a inch, inch and a half long. He wears a gray shirt, and a gray and black camouflaged jacket along with gray camouflaged cargo pants. He wears a thick gray turtleneck around his neck to help protect against any neck slitting.
History: Miles was born in the metro in fairly rough conditions, everything being about the amount of give and the amount of take. To get food one would have to supply a job to the cause, from being a soldier to being a gardener cultivating small plants that could grow in the metro. His family was a fairly large one with him being the youngest, having to compete with 3 other siblings if he wanted anything. It was all first come first serve, and he did get his take, might not of been much, but it was something he could live with.
Though when he was 16 he was abandoned, due to a trick of going on a little scouting run to the surface. He was guided through routes he did not know on the trip to the surface, and went to some far off place where apparently mutant attacks would happen often. The group of 8 pointed their guns at him and told him to march, that march quickly turned into a sprint due to a sudden attack by mutants. Gunfire from various weapons erupted from the supposed expedition/banishment team. He was able to make it to cover of a ruined building, he started to rummage around looking for a weapon. It took a few minutes but he found 2, a Kukri, and a M1911 pistol with sadly only a single bullet. Through the opening to the ruined building a mutant appeared and it charged, he managed to sidestep it and swing downwards lopping off one of it's limbs. The resulting cries from it gave him enough time slash open it's throat.
He left the building just as quickly as he entered it, what he saw was multiple dead mutants and their weapons littering the ground. All that remained was a single man and his broken rifle, he drew his kbar determined to kill him. A short battle ensued, dodging his stabs while he dodged his stabs. Due to luck of the moment, he saw his chance due the blood dripping off his blade after his previous kill. He flipped the blade to it's other side and swung only hitting air, and more importantly throwing the blood into his foe's eyes. The man blinded momentarily gave him his opening, he dove through the man's legs as he was screaming about how he was going to make him die painfully as he started swinging erratically. After he got through his legs he slashed open the tendons in the back of his legs causing the man to fall to his knees.
Though the moment he did that more mutants appeared, they charged. They armed with cleavers and butcher knives, against a group of that many he knew he would not win. He kicked the man back towards the group and ran. He looked back to see a mutant chasing him, and the man getting torn apart screaming in pain as the blades cut him apart, he kept running. Until he was pushed to the ground and was turned over onto his back. What he saw was the mutant with a crazy look in it's eye holding the large butcher knife that he was going to use on him. Still running on pure adrenaline he kicked the mutant back, and drew his new sidearm and fired, putting a round through it's head. Once he got up he took one long look at the mutant, it looked like a female to him.
He quickly left the area, and found someplace that he could call his home. An old factory, which he quickly scouted out, and made his own. He planted whatever he knew could live in the climate he lived in. In one of the deeper parts of the factory there was a safe and started to crack the safe. It took him quite a long time to learn how to actually crack a safe, but he had all the time in the world. It took him a 3 weeks to actually get it all down on how to crack one. After that it took him 1 week to crack it, when he opened the door what he found was a rifle of a kind he never seen before. He only learned it's name and how to use it through a instruction manual on the weapon.
He spent the next 6 years there continually stocking up food and ammo. Out on scouting runs for supplies he saw a small expeditionary team from the metro he had once lived, they were not too friendly when they opened fire on him. He ended up slaughtering 3 of the 5 people and wounded the other 2 with his Kukri. The remaining 2 were only kids barely even 14 years old. He let them go, with a warning if it was attempted again where they tried to kill him. he would leave only a single person alive and would leave a head at their doorstep, to have his message sent. There hasn't been another attack from them since, but knowing how they wanted him dead they were only biding time for the next generation of soldiers and fighters to grow up and get trained slightly. All he knew is that they would need to be a lot better trained to take him on, that or use human wave tactics to try to bring him down.
Weapons: Primary: G3A4A1
Secondary: M1911
Melee: Kukri 12”
Other: He has a backpack to carry essential items like his gas mask, food, extra ammo. The years of living on the surface has hardened him a bit.
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Post by SeizedChief on Jun 8, 2014 4:21:45 GMT
Name: Johnny Vadala Gender: Male Age: 24 Personality: Cocky, brash, inexperienced. Those words some up Johnny. Though he isn't all inexperienced, he can survive well enough on his own. He just doesn't make the best of decisions, and thinks he can bite off more then he can chew. He's friendly enough though, but doesn't like it when other's ideas don't agree with his own. Appearance: digital-art-gallery.com/oid/86/1571x1014_15093_The_Last_Hope_Man_3d_post_apocalyptic_character_picture_image_digital_art.jpgHistory: Johnny grew up in New York, specifically upper Manhattan. And he hated all the idiots that surrounded him. His parents were good to him, and he could basically do whatever he wanted. He kept up good grades, all that nice stuff. He had no idea what he wanted to do with himself once he grew up, but he kept up his hard work. He was 14 and at home when the first warnings blared across the internet, radio, and TV. His parents were both away, at work. All the broadcasts said something about satellite surveillance picking up the launch of nukes. Not one source said where from exactly. It was chaos on the streets, people had no idea what to do. People were robing stores, fighting, running. Johnny wasn't any genius, but he guessed he might have a better chance of surviving underground, if he was going to survive at all. He fled into the Subway, Cathedral Pkwy Station to be exact. He met a few others, nice people who basically took him in. A few hours later the whole world shook. Debris fell from the ceiling, and the stairways to the surface collapsed, trapping the thirty something people inside. The power went out, but one guy managed to find and activate a back up generator, turning on enough light for work. Over the next ten years, the group had to hunt for mutated creatures in the dark ruined subway tunnels. They soon found that the station was cut off both ways. The only passages that existed were only small enough for animals to get in. They were truly alone, and by themselves. They still managed to survive, through the radiation, starvation, and polluted water. Only five years in, and only 14 remained the rest died to disease, radiation, and whatever else could kill you. It was around that time that Jacob, the leader decided to dig a way out. And try to find others at the other stations. Eventually they were able to breach the wall of rubble, and found 103rd St Station. That station had already linked to others, and gladly shared what rations they could. But everyone was still trapped underground. The 4 stations including Johnny's decided to they needed to get out. They managed to get out after a year of hard work. Those that went first to the surface got slaughtered however. They were unarmed, and unprepared to face the mutants. The next group was armed with what guns they had, and managed to clear out dozens of Ghouls. A team started work on a water purification system, and what water they got they distributed evenly. In 2024 a group formed, they wanted to start trying to search for others, beyond their small community. And once they found others, begin trade, and share they're knowledge of purifying water. That group, including Johnny, was in the minority. The rest of those from the station had grown to dislike ideas of being open to outsiders. So they kicked Johnny's group out, and threatened to kill them should they return. All of those in Johnny's group were armed, but only two had guns out of the five total. And Johnny only had some machete a friend made for him. After making it only Mile away, they were attacked. A swarm of ghouls rolled over them like nothing. Suffice to say, Johnny survived, but he was the only one who did... Weapons: Saiga 12: www.saiga-12.com/images/AK_Saiga_Folding_Stock.gifMachete/Short Sword: www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=68878819Other: He sorta tossed his idea of sharing clean water once he got kicked out of Cathedral Station. Duct tape. Binoculars. Deck of cards. Extra food. Extra ammo. Lighter. Bottle of water. Wrist watch. Nintendo DS with Pokemon.
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Post by SeizedChief on Jun 30, 2014 10:13:23 GMT
Name: Aidan Stillman Gender: Male Age: 35 Personality: Aidan is a quiet man, and his actions speak louder than words. He isn't against helping people out, but he's against working in large groups or staying with communities. He might help out a group, or person. But he won't stick around after he does. When he does speak to people, he's gruff, cynical, and depressing. He doesn't take acts of stupidity well, and might overreact toward a person if they act like a complete idiot. Appearance: briellecostumes.typepad.com/.a/6a0134804df3cb970c0133ee4629b3970b-500piAidan also wears a Tac Vest. www.joblo.com/images_arrownews/RA-Sniper7.jpgHistory: Aidan is former member of Marine Force Recon, and he was on leave in NYC when the chaos broke out. He had managed to make his way to the 69th Regiment Armory, and tried helping out those stationed there move the crowds into the Subway. The Regiment managed to get an impressive amount of canned food and bottled water into the subway, along with around 150 civilians. The stations they fled into were Lexington Avenue Express 23rd St Station, and 28th St Station. When the missiles fell, debris rained down, and power went out, but no one said a word. The walkways to the surface were fine, but no one dared go outside, or even near the upper levels for that matter. Power was restored early on, and ran quite efficiently through the two stations. Food was rationed out, water drank sparingly. Many people died, in the first year, but many survived as well. The 69th kept everyone on alert, and ready for anything. They thought they were ready for everything, but they weren't. About four years after the bombs, they were attacked by giant ants. 23rd Station was almost overrun, but the Regiment managed to hold them off. After about a month, there was another attack. But this was different, the ants spit fire. Several men were lost, and everyone was ordered afterwards to carry a weapon at all times. After that attack, the tunnel leading south was demolished, preventing any further attacks. Another year passed, and the Regiment decided to send a team to the surface, and scavenge for supplies. The city it appeared, wasn't as damaged as everyone thought. Hell, most of the skyscrapers still stood. And most importantly, the radiation wouldn't kill them now. Over the next four years, the 69th Regiment retook the Armory, and started building a base of sorts around the area that connected the Regiment Armory with the two Subway stations. They blocked off roads with large walls of metal scrap, and built gates for their scavengers to enter and exit. On all the walls built there were also battlements of sort to hold off attack. The Armory was, well an armory as well as an HQ and barracks for those who were almost always on the surface. The Stations served as a trade hub, and housing area for those who weren't on the surface as much, though most were on the surface anyway, even if they were encouraged to stay underground. Scavengers wore rebreathers and gas masks that protected them from any toxic gasses they might encounter, and were normally Military trained personnel, using military grade weapons. Leadership was still determined through rank, as well as a citizen council. Eventually, it was decided to try and establish contact with other communities. Pairs of men would go out, scout around, and not return for extremely long periods of time, sometimes even up to a year or more. In 2023 Aidan volunteered with a man named Allen. They both went out, and shortly after they were attacked by a Yao Guai. Allen didn't survive, and Aidan simply didn't want to return soon. So he started scavenging, and began living by himself. He did this for about a year, learning what he could about the post apocalyptic nightmare of a city. Weapons: M40 Suppressed: www.wall321.com/thumbnails/detail/20120522/guns%20weapons%20sniper%20rifle%20m40%202560x1600%20wallpaper_www.wall321.com_77.jpgM1911 Tactical: sgcusa.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/c/o/colt-1911-bi-tone-rail-45-right.jpgI have no fucking idea what this is. It looks cool: media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/3e/db/bd3edb74a4d7b19bd7ef775f452d8b64.jpgOther: Duct Tape. Canteen. Cleaning kit for his weapons. Kept his Dog Tags. Compass. Map of the city. Old wrist watch. Extra food. Extra ammo. Fire starter. Calculator. Faction: 69th Regiment
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