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Premise

There's always a point when enough is enough. You and your kinsfolk are sent to work all day and return home with just enough to get by, but you've heard rumors that the local Duke is going to raises taxes again soon. Looking out of your window, you can see an emaciated man laying out on the sidewalk. You don't recognize him, but he's not an unfamiliar sight. He's just one of the many hungry, homeless. Those not lucky enough to have a stable wage.

At the market, you can hear the owner complain about how he has to buy expensive Philia-manufactured goods, which hikes prices up and drives his profit down significantly. He appears to be a well-off man, but it wouldn't surprise anyone if it turned out he could be mere months away from having to declare bankruptcy, unable to keep his store afloat amid heavy business taxes and tariffs restricting local production of goods.

Where this money goes is no mystery. At night you can look towards the Northeast to see the brightly lit mansions of the aristocracy. The upper class drink, carouse and grow fat during their lavish parties. They party on, hoping to forget the unrest buzzing a scant few miles away. But it goes even further than that. Even the nobles that govern the planet are beholden to another set of masters on a far-off dying planet. The taxes imposed on you and the resources exploited from your work are taken off planet to be spent on the petty wars and exorbitant luxuries of an ineffectual, buffoon of a monarch.

There are whispers of a rebellion. The origins of these rumors is unknown, but they are spread without regard for class or occupation. Who will lash out first is unknown, but ultimately irrelevant. The current order is held together by a scant few pieces of tape, and the arrival of the King tomorrow is set to rip them clean off.

Overview

Location: The Planet Georgia
Time period: The year 2371
Age Requirement: Characters must be at least 18 years old, and at most 70

Common Sense is a Post Post Apocalyptic RP, a setting in which it has been so long since the apocalypse has occurred that humanity has managed to rebuild and continue on with society almost as if nothing had ever happened. The Apocalypse in question here began in the year 2007, when the dead began to rise, not quite living and with a hunger for human flesh. In the generations to follow the crash of society, humanity managed to regroup, largely rid themselves of the walking dead and get back to business fighting each other over the planet's dwindling resources.

Two of the Earth's most powerful countries, based in what was the United States and China respectively have started back up the colony business, this time exploring off into space and finding two separate habitable planets to colonize. The planet of interest for this RP is Georgia, colonized by the kingdom of Philia (centered in what was New England), and named after the reigning monarch at the time George the First. A couple generations more have passed and the planet is well populated and being drained of wealth and resources by its colonizing power, and almost nobody on the planet is happy with this situation. That's where you come in.

Characters of this game are inhabitants of Georgia's capital city, New Cardiff, which is currently preparing for the imminent arrival of the current reigning monarch: Albert II and his wife Liliya of Newnan. Albert is an almost universally unpopular candidate for his hedonistic lifestyle, arrogant demeanor, and warlike tendencies, yet he seems unaware of this fact and if visiting the planet for one of his many vacations. The entire city is on edge, and the result of this vacation could irrevocably alter the fate of the galaxy.

That apocalyse sound familiar? Well that's because it is. Common Sense is technically a hybrid fandom RP, serving as a bridge between The Walking Dead and Firefly. I don't actually watch either of these series or know all that much about them aside from the research I've conducted to make this RP possible. Aside from a few bits and pieces here, the setting is more or less mine and you don't need knowledge of either franchise to take part. Perhaps more significantly, this RP is canon for @Lady Amalthea's Shared Universe, working as the unifier for her Alternate Timeline games The Walking Dead – Year Three, and After Miranda. If you've been in one of her Rps, you'll have a general idea of what to expect with this game. That said, this is also my game, and I do things a bit differently.

State of the Monarchy

For all your more in-depth lore needs, feel free to read the below to get a better understanding of the setting.












Rules

Rules are enforced. They may seem harsh, but I'll be fair as long as you talk to me and are open. That said, don't try taking advantage of this.

  • GM is God
    • The GM has final say in all matters
    • GM is not afraid to be a huge asshole if he feels it's necessary
  • You can do what you want, but if it's forbidden here or by me, keep it out of the RP. See the above rule.
  • The Character Sheet provided must be used
    • Only submit finished sheets. WIPs will be ignored.
    • Character Sheets must be submitted in the OOC
    • Only GM approved Sheets can be posted in the Characters Tab
    • Change the color code to something not used by anyone else. You cannot use white.
    • Be reasonable with your Backstory. The younger you are, the less you know/can do. Minimum age is 18.
    • Skills on your sheet must be reflected in your backstory
  • Read all the posts
  • Posting Expectations
    • Post once every 7 days, if your timer ticks over to Day 8, you get the boot and your character is forfeit
    • Minimum of 2 paragraphs per post
    • Minimum of 2 posts between your last
    • Extensions will be granted if you ask me ahead of time and give me the reasons why you need it. Don't try to abuse this.
    • "I don't know what to post" is not sufficient reason for an extension
    • No Collabs may be initiated if one of the contributors is past Day 5 on their counter
    • Don't spam the OOC
  • Characters can and will die. Character death is determined via randomization. Nobody is safe.
  • Follow the forum rules
  • Under the Extras section of the Character Sheet, tell me your character's favorite flavor of ice cream.
  • No Godmodding, Metagaming, etc
  • Do not copy/paste texts from previous posts into yours. Just don't.
  • Do not edit your Character Sheet after it has been approved by me without receiving prior permission to do so.
  • Be respectful to one another while in my game. You don't have to like everyone, but if you want to have a lot of drama, leave it out of the RP and the OOC.
  • This is a realistic RP. Realistic Cause And Effect is in Place.
  • Language Filters: None
  • Violence Filters: Also none. Don't go overboard with this.
  • Romance: Allowed, but with limits. Keep overt descriptions of sex acts out of the RP. I don't care if you transition via fade to black or what, just make sure I don't have to read it.
  • You can have up to 2 characters. They cannot be made together as a romantic couple of any sort.


Character Sheet



Location: Justice Asylum




Now that she had gone through with the action, it occurred to Mali that she was playing the role Relic had a week and a half ago. Maybe he had somebody else pull him into this nonsense in a kind of similar way. But if that were the case, at least he had time to make fancy business cards and think up a cover name that wasn't dumb-sounding and contrived. Whatever the case was, Mali hoped that the doctor would either survive and be able to make contact, or not even need to arrange a meeting and avoid the conspiracy shenanigans.

Cynthia's words on the other hand confirmed the integrity of Valentine's mental faculties. You don't get that familiar with somebody that looney without either being a doctor like the hopefully less ignorant Dr. Kingston, or being a fellow loon. Mali ushered Relic out of the room, almost pushing him as he fumbled around with his bag. There was another guy who was supposed to be coming in soon, and she didn't want to have to deal with more people. Get out of the danger zone, get towards moving towards the meeting place.
@Sisyphus@Nallore@UraharaSteph@FantasyChic@Lady Amalthea Gonna give this about another day, you can expect the OOC to go up tomorrow afternoon (-0600 Timezone).



Premise

There's always a point when enough is enough. You and your kinsfolk are sent to work all day and return home with just enough to get by, but you've heard rumors that the local Duke is going to raises taxes again soon. Looking out of your window, you can see an emaciated man laying out on the sidewalk. You don't recognize him, but he's not an unfamiliar sight. He's just one of the many hungry, homeless. Those not lucky enough to have a stable wage.

At the market, you can hear the owner complain about how he has to buy expensive Philia-manufactured goods, which hikes prices up and drives his profit down significantly. He appears to be a well-off man, but it wouldn't surprise anyone if it turned out he could be mere months away from having to declare bankruptcy, unable to keep his store afloat amid heavy business taxes and tariffs restricting local production of goods.

Where this money goes is no mystery. At night you can look towards the Northeast to see the brightly lit mansions of the aristocracy. The upper class drink, carouse and grow fat during their lavish parties. They party on, hoping to forget the unrest buzzing a scant few miles away. But it goes even further than that. Even the nobles that govern the planet are beholden to another set of masters on a far-off dying planet. The taxes imposed on you and the resources exploited from your work are taken off planet to be spent on the petty wars and exorbitant luxuries of an ineffectual, buffoon of a monarch.

There are whispers of a rebellion. The origins of these rumors is unknown, but they are spread without regard for class or occupation. Who will lash out first is unknown, but ultimately irrelevant. The current order is held together by a scant few pieces of tape, and the arrival of the King tomorrow is set to rip them clean off.

Overview

Location: The Planet Georgia
Time period: The year 2371
Age Requirement: Characters must be at least 18 years old, and at most 70

Common Sense is a Post Post Apocalyptic RP, a setting in which it has been so long since the apocalypse has occurred that humanity has managed to rebuild and continue on with society almost as if nothing had ever happened. The Apocalypse in question here began in the year 2007, when the dead began to rise, not quite living and with a hunger for human flesh. In the generations to follow the crash of society, humanity managed to regroup, largely rid themselves of the walking dead and get back to business fighting each other over the planet's dwindling resources.

Two of the Earth's most powerful countries, based in what was the United States and China respectively have started back up the colony business, this time exploring off into space and finding two separate habitable planets to colonize. The planet of interest for this RP is Georgia, colonized by the kingdom of Philia (centered in what was New England), and named after the reigning monarch at the time George the First. A couple generations more have passed and the planet is well populated and being drained of wealth and resources by its colonizing power, and almost nobody on the planet is happy with this situation. That's where you come in.

Characters of this game are inhabitants of Georgia's capital city, New Cardiff, which is currently preparing for the imminent arrival of the current reigning monarch: Albert II and his wife Liliya of Newnan. Albert is an almost universally unpopular candidate for his hedonistic lifestyle, arrogant demeanor, and warlike tendencies, yet he seems unaware of this fact and if visiting the planet for one of his many vacations. The entire city is on edge, and the result of this vacation could irrevocably alter the fate of the galaxy.

That apocalyse sound familiar? Well that's because it is. Common Sense is technically a hybrid fandom RP, serving as a bridge between The Walking Dead and Firefly. I don't actually watch either of these series or know all that much about them aside from the research I've conducted to make this RP possible. Aside from a few bits and pieces here, the setting is more or less mine and you don't need knowledge of either franchise to take part. Perhaps more significantly, this RP is canon for @Lady Amalthea's Shared Universe, working as the unifier for her Alternate Timeline games The Walking Dead – Year Three, and After Miranda. If you've been in one of her Rps, you'll have a general idea of what to expect with this game. That said, this is also my game, and I do things a bit differently.

State of the Monarchy

For all your more in-depth lore needs, feel free to read the below to get a better understanding of the setting.












Rules

Rules are enforced. They may seem harsh, but I'll be fair as long as you talk to me and are open. That said, don't try taking advantage of this.

  • GM is God
    • The GM has final say in all matters
    • GM is not afraid to be a huge asshole if he feels it's necessary
  • You can do what you want, but if it's forbidden here or by me, keep it out of the RP. See the above rule.
  • The Character Sheet provided must be used
    • Only submit finished sheets. WIPs will be ignored.
    • Character Sheets must be submitted in the OOC
    • Only GM approved Sheets can be posted in the Characters Tab
    • Change the color code to something not used by anyone else. You cannot use white.
    • Be reasonable with your Backstory. The younger you are, the less you know/can do. Minimum age is 18.
    • Skills on your sheet must be reflected in your backstory
  • Read all the posts
  • Posting Expectations
    • Post once every 7 days, if your timer ticks over to Day 8, you get the boot and your character is forfeit
    • Minimum of 2 paragraphs per post
    • Minimum of 2 posts between your last
    • Extensions will be granted if you ask me ahead of time and give me the reasons why you need it. Don't try to abuse this.
    • "I don't know what to post" is not sufficient reason for an extension
    • No Collabs may be initiated if one of the contributors is past Day 5 on their counter
    • Don't spam the OOC
  • Characters can and will die. Character death is determined via randomization. Nobody is safe.
  • Follow the forum rules
  • Under the Extras section of the Character Sheet, tell me your character's favorite flavor of ice cream.
  • No Godmodding, Metagaming, etc
  • Do not copy/paste texts from previous posts into yours. Just don't.
  • Do not edit your Character Sheet after it has been approved by me without receiving prior permission to do so.
  • Be respectful to one another while in my game. You don't have to like everyone, but if you want to have a lot of drama, leave it out of the RP and the OOC.
  • This is a realistic RP. Realistic Cause And Effect is in Place.
  • Language Filters: None
  • Violence Filters: Also none. Don't go overboard with this.
  • Romance: Allowed, but with limits. Keep overt descriptions of sex acts out of the RP. I don't care if you transition via fade to black or what, just make sure I don't have to read it.
  • You can have up to 2 characters. They cannot be made together as a romantic couple of any sort.


Character Sheet

Cyneburg

Location: Cave Mouth
Interacting with:N/A


Oh man, it was dawn already? Cyne didn't think that much time had passed since everyone was so rudely awakened by the walking dead, but there you had it. And the fact that they were going to start traveling within the next few minutes meant that she wouldn't be able to properly recover any of her expended spells from yesterday. She hoped that they wouldn't be urgently needed within the next 24 hours.

The druid stumbled over to her sleeping place and gathered up her things within the space of a couple minutes. She was one of the first to be ready by the wagon, eyes half-lidded and stifling another pesky yawn. When it came to preparing a wagon, her help would provide little real assistance and Sana didn't need any more assistance than she was already receiving, so Cyne provided the most help she could by staying out of the way of those performing more important tasks.
Post tomorrow, probably after work
Today I learned mandarin really compresses the number of characters an english sentence contains.
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