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The Underground [OOC]

Here's the pic I used to describe her.

The Underground [OOC]

"Damnit!" a man half-yelled throughout the camp. As Fuaad and Jake would look to see who made the noise, they'd see a man jogging towards them. He looked like he'd seen better days... And cleaner. His beard was pretty thick, and so was his voice. He had a scandinavian accent as he spoke, once he got close enough. "You there, you two! I need your help. I would ask if you're up for it but you haven't really pulled your weight yet since you arrived, so I'm just gonna put this task right on you."
The two would recognize this man as Jonathan Melin, the acting leader of Dalston Camp. "We are in dire need of supplies. Medical supplies and tools, or parts, anything. I need you to follow the track south toward Hoxton stop, there's a wrecked traincart there. If we're lucky, it has the parts we need. I need cable, any solid containers and ANY electric equipment you can find, even if it's half a fried curcuit."
Jonathan stopped for a moment to take a breath, as he seemed stressed out. Seeming calmer, he spoke again. "From what I've heard, you two have handled yourself well before you came here so I'm confident you're ablebodied for the task. If you do this for Dalston Camp, we'll accept you as part of the community and share our supplies with you. If you're staying, that is. Deal?"
Looking at the two, a skinny woman taps his shoulder from behind. Her hair is bright white, no doubt an effect of radiation, and she's tiny, probably no more than 16 years old. Most of her face is covered with a scarf. "Jon, we need you back at the supplyboxes." she said, a stern look in her eyes. Jonathan nods, and turns to leave. "Make haste, you two. This is of dire importance."

Will you make the deal?

picture of JJonathan

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On the surface, pure white snowflakes fell from the brown-gray skies, and decorated the battered world with some relative beauty. The poisonous and radioactive green mists seemed to fade to white as well as an effect of the heavy cold. It was probably -30° celsius up there, but whatever beasts lived there probably didn't care. They lost the ability to feel a very long time ago. What few of them there are on the surface, all they know is to kill. As for the ones who hid underground, well, let's just say there isn't much of a difference between them and the beasts above.
A small community of survivors had sprung forth after the apocalypse in Dalston Junction, formerly just another of London Underground's many stops and stations... But now it was a ruin, like everything else of the underground. While surprisingly few tunnels had actually collapsed during the bombings, they had fallen to decay and lack of maintenance causes them to slowly wither. Here, in Dalston Junction, there are but 50 or so survivors. Their little community is, deprived of surprise, called Dalston Camp. The ones nesting here has come to call each others friends and family, mostly, making it probably the most peaceful survivor community in the entire underground.
In this particular camp, two characters are holding up. Wether it is temporary or if they're part of the community doesn't matter, what matters is that these two aren't like the other survivors. They've been out there more than most, and have their set of scars to show for it.

These two are Fuaad Jamil and Jake Burrows.

Map of the underground

(Warning, pic is big)

The Underground [OOC]

Very well! Sorry for making you feel unwelcome ):

The Underground [OOC]

@AnaSilan, it's quite alright, we actually don't have an interest check so I can see where the mistake came from. I actually started this for Evangelyne and DrPhase, who are my friends, so we didn't need an int check. Do you still want to join us? (:
@DrPhase, ah, that's fine, you can have it in the intro post! As long as I know.

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@Evangelyne, approved.
@AnaSulin, seeing as this is an OOC, I would prefer you ask if there is room for you to join before slappin' a CS onto here. However, I'll be willing to accept you into here if you but add 1 more weakness to your character, or reduce one of your strengths. As it is now, your character is fast, agile, sneaky and strong, and have no weaknesses. (Bad habits and personality-issues don't count as weaknesses).
If you still wanna join, that is.
@Dr.Phase, your weakness is definately an ... Interesting... thing. Although when roleplaying, I don't see how it is a good idea to have a character that is unsociable and doesn't talk much. But other than that it's fine so you're approved.

The Underground [OOC]

The year is 2248 and winter is falling upon London. It has been 73 years since the bombs dropped all over the world. It was the result of international political conflict that escalated to the point where nuclear war was inevitable. Some even resorted to biological warfare, releasing weapons so deadly the surface-world became uninhabitable.
The survivors escaped to the underground, the subways and the deep places of the world. To make matters worse, the surface creatures were mutated, and also escaped underground. There, they mutated to the point of increased size by ten times, and severe mental breakdown. The mutants hunt down everything they can, slaughtering in their path. Fighting them is not an option, all you can do is hope your legs can run fast enough. Ammo is so scarce you would barely have half a magazine in your lifetime, and food is even more scarce. Many survivors took to murder and theft in order to survive, others resorted to more extreme methods such as cannibalism. Eating human flesh for an extended period of time, the communities openly embracing the act soon shut off themselves from the world. It seems the meat is affecting their minds, perhaps corrupting them or even... Mutating them.

This is your reality. You struggle to survive in the massive London Underground, with what little food and weapons you've collected.

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Race/Ethnicity:
Appearance: (Images are fine, no kawaii-desune pls)
Weapons:
Equipment:
Traits, skills and quirks:
Bad habits and weaknesses:

Concept Pic

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Essential characters coming soon.

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I am ... SO glad... We're back online. GJ Mahz.

Also hi I'm Chen. Great to meet ya.
Let's get RPing!