Apocalypse -RP-

[dawnprawfet]

This is my first RP (yes i know everybody says that) so it most likely will not be very successful ,Constructive Criticism appreciated.

 

Rules: 1. keep it realistic, No scifi or future anything as you can tell this is present day.

2. Don't control each other characters.

3.An EMP shock wave was set off during the explosions That means No electronics , No electrical ignition vehicles

4.Keep it easy with the weapons at first limit yourself ,You can find mbetter weapons through the RP

 

 

In the December of 2012 Russia's Defense computers made a horrible mistake , Russia's satellite falsely detected a attack on the Soviet Union . In response Russian officials launched a warhead at the U.S. , In retaliation the U.S. sent off a nuke back at Russia and sent interception missiles to block off the attack. The U.S. allies sent off attacks as well, As well as Russia's allies and before anybody could say a word we were in a nuclear winter.

The setting of the story is two months after the first Bombs dropped All the survivors were in a fallout shelter or a safe Area , Very high amounts of radiation and fallout have amazingly dropped from the D.C. area , It is safe to go outside for Antiquate amounts of time. People will do anything for food ,shelter , and essentials , or just cause mayhem just for sheer amusement.

 

Tyler has been progressively been working outside sense radiation has been a big problem he has figured that he can stay outside for a good eight ours without any effects . While Tyler still has an abundance of supplies he figures he should go into town for the first time sense the attacks. He figures he will first check the local supermarket for some supplies and maybe find a couple survivors to group up with.

 

 

 

Name: Tyler Durnden

Age: 23

Appearence: Slightly Muscular build 5'11 , 175 pounds with a shaved head and slight stubble

Weapons: Sawed off remington 870 Shotgun, 16" Machete (one guns and one melee for now please)

Clothes: Black BDU pants, Tactical shirt, Jungle combat boots

Skills: Small guns, Blades, Medicine , And unarmed (four Skills)

Personality: Very friendly to most , jumps to the aid of anybody that needs it, But will not hesitate to deal with anybody that provokes him.

Background: Marine Force Reconnaissance On R&R when it happened ,Years of preparation kept him alive ,Has Decent experience in medicine and hand to hand combat specialist.

 

 

"I think its about time to go into town for supplies, maybe meet some fellow survivors."

[Starch]

(Good opening but you made want put this under RP announcements)

 

 

Name: Ekaterina Tarasov (her nickname is "Terina" or "Tara")

 

Age: 16

 

Appearance: (see image)

http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc3/Starch_bucket/screenshots/forum%20RP/Dazzler.jpg

 

Weapons: Makarov PM, switchblade, pipe

 

Clothes: Blue Jeans, Blue Tank Top with jacket , Regular pair of walker shoes

 

Skills: Small guns, Gutting and Skinning (animals) , Cooking, knowledge about the Great Outdoors

 

Personality: Cold and distance

 

Background: Raise by her mother and father. (Will be completed later)

[fishpotatopie]

Off: As I was perusing through the threads, i found this, and thought i would try to resurrect it...

 

On:

Name: Benjamin

 

Appearance: Looks similar to Dan Arnold from "A Static Lullaby."

 

Weapons: M1A Scout Squad with scope + Combat knife (non-serrated back)

 

Clothing: Slim faded blue pants, Green-blue/black plaid jacket w/ hood, Work boots, Blue bandanna.

 

Skills: Sneaking, small guns, lock picking, explosives

 

Personality: Quiet and reserved. Likes time alone

 

Background: Raised by parents who were gunsmiths and competitive shooters. He is somewhat athletic, but not adept at hand to hand combat. Not much out of the ordinary, besides his gun-loving parents. Both died when the bombs hit.

 

 

Ben peered through his custom scope from the second story window of the coffee shop. He wasn't looking for anything to shoot, but he left his binoculars at home, so he had to use something. While he was scanning the area, he saw a man walking about, pulling up bits of scrap. " 'Nother scavenger.....Well, lets go see what he wants." Contrary to his statement, he sits for a little, watching the stranger. He decides that he isn't a threat, and goes down to talk. "Hey!!"

[dawnprawfet]

Tylr walking around town with his 870 at a tactical draw, he hears the voice so he quickly turns and points it at bejamin, seeing his weapon isnt dran he lowers his weapon, "first person ive seen in about three weeks, so whats happened sence the incident."

[antonkr]

Name: Anton Krutchkoff

Appearence: http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/4632/44632909.png

Weapons: AK-107, Makarov pistol.

clothes: SPETZNAZ outfit.

skills: Small guns, melee, medium guns

Personality: Doesn't trust anybody, kills whatever he wants.

Background: (sorry didn't have time for that)

[fishpotatopie]

"Stealing, looting, killing. Take your pick." He extends his hand. "Benjamin, and you are?"

[Starch]

Off: Fish check you mail

[antonkr]

Anton is sleeping in a camp.

[fishpotatopie]

"So, how have you been in this man made hell?"

[dawnprawfet]

Tyler shakes benjamins hand, "im Tyler, and ive been holed up in my fallout shelter, working outside progressivly for the past few weeks, i have supplies i just thought it was time t get out here."