BigPapaBelial

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

Very well posted LeeRoy (Jenkins).

I completely agree with the sentiment that this thread is far to quiet.

Falcon Espionage Agency (Espionage/spy rp)

Well...

Requiscant em Pace

this RP never got a chance to get going.

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

Name: Tod Crayer

Age: 63

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Piccy

Personality: Distant, approachable but ambivalent until he gets to know someone. Makes friends very slowly, as he doesn't spend alot of time in the towns and cities. Perfering to spend his time alone and out scouting the areas that people can't quite make it too yet.

History: Spent his early years living with his family out on a frontier town mining and farming community. Actually to be perfectly blunt spent alot of his time out there. Most of his life in fact. First as a helper and assistant at the age of about ten running about and helping in anyway he possibly could. He worked the mines for a few years to, and the hard life of the farm hand as well. But what really got him going was joining the scout and hunting parties that went out regularly into the frontier to hunt down any dangerous beasts that might roam and threaten their settlement or hunt for meat for the settlement. The usage of a rifle and a blade came somewhat naturally to him. As he got older and older, he soon found he perfered the long range scout role in his community. Where he found his love of nature, and exploration of great use.

Objectives: Adventure, Exploration and the moon above his head.

Skills/Powers:

Rifle Marksmen
Medium blade fighter
Medium range Echolocation (Mutation): Gained through unfortunate circumstances when he was a boy. He was irradiated during a scouting mission when he accidentally fell into a cavern. He was rescued before he was radiated to a point of death, but over many years he learned that if he struck a rock or the ground and closed his eyes, he could get a general outline of things around him using the reverberation of the sound from surfaces. To the point where he can see footsteps and locate creatures or people, along with their location and if he's careful their direction of travel. To him he "sees" it as blue waves of light filtering out around him, giving him a picture of his surroundings.

Profession: Deep Frontier Scout and game hunter

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Victor grinned at her, "Well okay a coat. And you want fur." He looked about, trying to figure out if there would be something decent then hrmed, "I haven't been to Belgium enough I don't know of any good places nearby." A passerby waved and called as he walked by, "There's a coat store a block over monsieur and madame, very good prices, and top notch service." The young man smiled, "Not sure if they would fit you though, but you can try." Victor hrmed, "Well what do you know, sometimes the Creator does look out for us." He took Natalie's hand in his own, a show of affection that was not lost on some of the people on the street. How could you miss it when two giants were talking hand in hand. And no one missed it when Victor spun Natalie in for a kiss right in front of the store.

45 minutes later, 1 hour 15 minutes until the attack

The fur coat was incredible, and had cost a pretty penny, a perfect gift for Natalie, and Victor had bought it outright right out of pocket, having almost slammed his Black Card on the counter to pay for it. He had then asked for it to be delivered to their hotel. He didn't want Natalie's first gift to be ruined.

The time to show up at the event area though was approaching. He smiled at her, "Ready to give the world a look at their two demi-gods. There are only a few things that could ruin today, and I doubt any of them could occur." He gave her a squeeze, and a playful swat on her rear, "Come on hun, let's head across the park. I need to change into my gear anyway. And there has to be the usual smoozing with the press before everything starts."

45 minutes later, 30 minutes before the attack

They had to split up unfortunately, as soon as he had come out of the changing tent, some of the competitors had swarmed him, he had given Natalie a kiss on the cheek and a hug, then allowed himself to be dragged off. Interviews with the press ensued, questions being asked off all of the competitors. Who had the best chance of winning? Would Victor be dethroned this year? How were the other competitors feeling about their chances? There were many answers given. The competitors were like a sea around Victor, he stood head and shoulders above almost all of them. He had his arms crossed, a hint of his warpaint on his face for some length of a measure to make him look more intimidating.

Few noticed as small groups of people arrived on the grounds, carrying duffel bags and bulky backpacks. The spectacle of the games and the competitors kept many rapt and somewhat blind. Below their feet across the city timers ticked, explosive primers beginning to engage. No one was fully aware of what was happening.

On the second floor of a building under partial renovation across the street from the event area a man settled into position, a SKS DMR propped up on some sandbags, a low gain scope slotted atop it. The sniper knew her target, the tallest male among the lot of them. The idea was if they could take out the greatest among them, the rest would be quelled and easy targets for the rest on the ground. She also had her signal, when the bombs in the metro stations went off she'd take her shot. A single bullet to the chest, that's all would be needed to take down the monster. Even if he was a beast of a man, a bullet dropped every beast.

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

I will post in the morning.

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP![Int Check]

So what would safe powers be? Super strength, speed and the like? How about a form of echolocation? Useful to a scout of scavenger. Limited hazardous materials and radiation absorbtion? Useful for a scout going into some of the irradiated areas or toxic zones. I'm just trying to build an idea of what could be safe. As I'm trying to think up a character idea.

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP![Int Check]

Huh, interesting, I'll keep an eye on this sure.

Falcon Espionage Agency (Espionage/spy rp)

Sometime later on the other side of the city

A guard looked at the repair order critically, then up at the man in front of him. The guard looked down again then hummed softly, before asking, "Maintenance on the contractee database? We had something like this week ago." The repair man nods, "I know we were going through our work orders, we found a discrepancy in something one of our newbies who came that day did. I've been sent to take a look and fix anything that might be wrong." The repair man offered a copy of the last weeks maintenance checklist, with some very carefully hidden and inserted problems that Eight would apparently repair. The guard nodded, then stamped a temporary pass for the repair man. Eight nodded and headed inside, navigating the halls and stairs until he comes to the large room holding the database computers. Once inside the lowlight of the room allows him to relax, no one patrols down there regularly, he can do his work in relative peace.

Simon removes various pieces of tech, a high powered, long range wireless router with a booster and an external powerpack, a snake cam with intrusive wire connectors. This he uses to record various shots of camera footage from the mission site. He also copies security codes and alarm system code to a high end phone he brought with him so he can use them if need be during the op.

It takes him a few minutes to get everything set up, and also to place the router with booster and powerpack in a place that would be out of the way and mostly invisible. As the router is shelf bought, along with the battery pack and the booster is just a conglomeration of parts if they are found it'd be hard to trace. Not that he was going to give them the chance to trace it. As soon as the op was over, he'd give a command to a tiny acid bomb on the router, enough acid in there to burn away all the important parts of the router, booster and power pack.

Sometime later he's back at base, in the command vehicle, up loading the info to the computer system. He brings out his phone and texts to Elena,

Eight here,
Did you want to go over those alibis and alias now?
I'm in the command vehicle. I can get them set up for you.

Falcon Espionage Agency (Espionage/spy rp)

Sorry that post took so long to come up for me. I got swamped by things to take care of at home last night. And by the time I had some free time it was almost midnight and I was dead tired.

Please accept my full apology, and this gift basket of seasoned sausages and cheeses.

*holds out the basket*

Falcon Espionage Agency (Espionage/spy rp)

Simon nodded, "I can help with the heavier security. Just let me work my magic, I can make it so you're practically invisible digitally, physically, well that's up to you guys on the ground. I can reroute patrols even if I have too, it's not that hard to put through a fake order on a radio. Access can be pretty much unlimited and utterly perfect once I get my hands on a system." He smiled, "And look at that, I won't actually have to go full on site to set up my intrusion system, they contracted the security out. Give me twenty minutes and I can have us a back door into their phones, cameras, and any laser or infrared systems they might have. I can make you ghosts. And with about an hour I can have iron clad alias for everyone who needs to go on site. With back ups too if we can't swing the main ones." He nods in triumph, ready to go.