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The Absolution Wars (Hunger Games/Death Race-inspired Island Survival)

Heh, it is something I had been toying with back in 2014, designing a modern light tank/tankette. Overall, it was intended to be a more modern vehicle, (Regular 50mm gun [Using case telescoped ammunition, akin to the 40mm CTA], not electro-thermal), a standard 3.0L V6 diesel, and a realistic top speed of 70ish mph. This is the 4th iteration of the design, had one that was finished, and much more detailed, but clearly designed for two crew, and armed with only a 20mm

Tankette

Also...gives pretty good relative idea of how large the tankette I actually plan on using is. The one in the CS is a bit longer, but otherwise very similar height and width.

And yeah, the missing bits are WIP, just got tired as fuck last night and needed to go to sleep. Finish them in a bit.

The Absolution Wars (Hunger Games/Death Race-inspired Island Survival)

Name | Jim Reeves
Age | 42
Gender | M
Ethnicity | Caucasian
Height | 200
Weight | 5'9"
Appearance |
Location and Date of Confinement | Chicago, October 26, 2211
Crime | Illegal Weapons Manufacture and Sale, two counts. Three second degree murder.

Mental Health State | Excited for his chance, and eager to show off his greatest creation

Personality/Habits |

Skills/Talents | Mechanical engineer, Electrical engineer, weapons designer, armoured vehicle designer.

Background | After university, he was recruited to a small armed vehicle firm, designing, making, and selling armed vehicles to corporations, security contractors, and militaries. However, after a couple of disastrous failures, the owner of the company shuttered everything, sold all the equipment to another company, and ran. Leaving 120 employees in the lurch. An outside company that had been holding some vehicles, trying to sell them, got in touch with Vingmar Dwase, one of the sales reps of the now defunct company, and sold the vehicles back to him. Vingmar, through a few family and friend contacts, found a buyer: The Santeria Cartel. He started recruiting people he knew, selling their services to the Cartel. Jim, was one of those men.

From rifles to armed vehicles, he made and helped to sell them to the Santeria Cartel, fueling greater violence in Mexico, and beyond. Eventually, gangs tied to the Cartel, based in the states wanted their own heavy equipment, as their feuds and wars were getting ever more violent. Jim was helping to broker the third deal, when they were caught, and captured by the FBI.

Name | Rigdog
Configuration | Vehicular
Class | Delta
Height | 1.75m
Weight | 7.4 Tons
Fuel | 120 Gallons of Gasoline (435 Miles)
Piloting Method | Reclined, sitting. Typical tactile controls for driving, voice command to direct the AI Fire Control
Appearance |

Rough idea...

Outfitting//

Armament |
50mm CTA ETC main cannon. Can be switched at will between HE-FRAG and FPAP (Focused Plasma Armour Penetrating) ammunition. +51 Degrees elevation, -10 Degrees depression. Feeds from three, 15 round magazines in the turret. ROF of 200 RPM. Has 36 spare rounds stored in the hull, which must be loaded into the magazines, manually. FPAP can achieve approximately 320mm against RHA.
8x68mm Gatling Secondary. 4 Barrels, rate of fire can be selected between 750 and 4000 rpm. Feeds from a 4000 round drum, via a linkless belt feed.
Defenses |
Aluminum armour, maximum resistance to 20x110mm autocannons on the frontal arc.
APS that is fully automated, fires explosive, fragmenting warheads to defeat incoming projectiles (kinetic energy projectiles can be destabilized, however if they still hit the vehicle, they could still destroy it).
Limited Electric Forcefield, a powerful defensive shield that can defeat most forms of attacking the vehicle, for a limited time, before needing to cool off, and recharge the system. When activated, both weapon systems, and the APS are disabled, as the shield is indiscriminate of what it stops. In conjunction with the absurd velocity that the tankette can achieve, it is Jim's "Escape" card if he gets into a situation that he cannot fight his way out of.
Auxilaries |
Elevating mast sensor suite. Extends to 15m, when the vehicle is stationary. Equipped with optical, IR, RADAR sensors, and a RADAR of its own, is capable of detecting vehicles out to 20 km, and its maximum range is 42 km (IE, it can pretty much pinpoint a vehicle's location out to 26km, but further than that, it gets much less accurate, until at 42 km, it is reading "something, over there."

Special Abilities |
Enhance (Speed/Acceleration) x4
Shield x3

The RigDog is named after a "breed" of genetically modified canines used in dog fighting contests, the first cases of RigDogs being used, were in matches that were effectively rigged, as only a few people knew about the modified dogs, which is where the name came from. Since then, they have essentially taken over the illegal sport.

Like its namesake, the tiny tankette is a dangerous opponent. While small, and adorable, it packs a powerful main gun, able to deal with most most threats (given good positioning). However, one of the most absurd aspects of the vehicle, is its outright speed. Using advanced segmented polymer tracks, long travel, electro-pneumatic suspension and advanced drive system it is capable of in excess of 80 mph on roads, and 60mph over moderate terrain. With it's boost functionality, on smooth surfaces, it can even top out at over 120mph.

((Yes, I designed that tankette thing. Not recently, had the concept hanging around for 4 years.))

Star Wars: Liberators

And here I thought it was only pilots who got the glory!

The Absolution Wars (Hunger Games/Death Race-inspired Island Survival)

Are the vehicles loaded with all of the ammunition they get a the beginning? Or are they able to be reloaded at some point during the "Wars"?

What Are You Listening To?

Started by diving into some good old 36 Crazyfists tonight:





From there, looked up some other Alaskan music, and came across Bearfoot:



Then, figured I'd finish off the night with the best part of the Hobbit:

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

Duncan Marlow

Duncan Marlow

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Image shamelessly stolen from Massat

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Man, I would kill for some river bacon right about now."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Duncan Pierce Marlow.

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Ironwood, Bark, Thorn

▼ | GENDER : |

Male

▼ | AGE : |

26

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"You can hide what you are, I can't. The best I can do is cover myself to avoid being the target of the most insecure pieces of shit who want us all dead."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 6'1"
▸ WEIGHT : | Base weight is 240 lbs. Varies depending on power.
▸ ETHNICITY : | Caucasian dominant mix
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Dark brown
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

About average height, but with a heavy set, muscular build, Duncan would pass for a fairly normal weight lifting gym goer, if it were not for the fact that his skin like the bark of a tree, which changes, frequently due to his ability. His hair, once naturally dark brown, is now a deep leaf green. Behind his left ear, he has the numerals 828 tattooed, however it is extremely difficult to see them, due to the odd colouring, and textures his skin takes.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Duncan typically wears clothing to cover much of his skin. Almost always in loose fitting, baggy pants (not sagging), long sleeve shirts or hoodies, and steel toe boots. His colour palette is typically muted and earth tones. Typical for him is blue jeans and a light grey hoodie, or browns, blacks, greys, and the occasional checker/plaid shirt or jacket.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"I understand bears more than I understand people. Bears are logical, you know where you stand with them. People are irrational, one would stab you in the back for the shoes on your feet, another would give you coat off their back in a blizzard, only to freeze to death themselves.
I try to be the later."

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

Reserved | Insecure | Stoic | Socially Awkward | Courageous | Kind | Caring | Driven

▼ | SKILLS : |

Remote wilderness and arctic survival: Having grown up in a minuscule village in the backwoods of Alaska, Duncan is extremely well versed in hunting, fishing, making shelter, and other aspects of survival. This was further expanded on due to training to be a Forest Ranger.

Bushcraft: Duncan can not only survive in the wild, but give him a knife, and he will thrive. He is experienced in making long term shelters, tools, traps, even weapons out of nothing but what is found in the wild.

Firearm Training - Hunter: Duncan is an excellent shot with a rifle or a shotgun, at ranges of less than 200 yards. Just how he did most of his hunting, and bear shooting. With training from becoming a Forest Ranger, he is experienced with semi-automatic carbines, and pistols, and has enjoyed training with them, under stress-inducing scenarios, typically joining a two-gun action challenge match once a month.

Primitive Archery - Basic: Duncan has been taught how to make, and shoot, a primitive, self-made bow from what he can find in the wilderness. What he makes isn't pretty, but it is functional enough to take down small game, if needed.

Mechanical Aptitude: Inherited from his father, Duncan has a knack for taking things apart and fixing them: so long as it isn't computerized. He is well versed in the operation, maintenance, and repair of things like chainsaws, snowmobiles, toasters to furnaces. However, he tends a bit more to the backwoods approach of "Jerry-rig it 'till it works", rather than proper repairs. His welding may look like a pile of boogers, but it will hold.

Musician: He is self-taught in how to play the guitar and bass guitar. Strictly amateur.

Weight lifting: Duncan has been pursuing strength, after having engaged in a couple of barroom brawls, while trying to find clues to Alana's disappearance. While his body is tough and almost rock hard, being able to return the punishment seemed like a good idea. He has plans to start learning some martial arts in the future.

Languages: Knows English and Yu'pik

▼ | BACK STORY : |

Born in Lower Kalskag, Alaska, Duncan lead a very different life than most kids. He had no computer, no internet, except for at the school. He grew up hunting, fishing, helping to grow a small garden for his family, and foraging in the wilderness. His mother is a Doctor in the clinic, and his father is a handyman, who fixed things like snowmobiles, chainsaws, to ovens or rifles. A little after his sixteenth birthday, he moved in with his aunt in Anchorage, so he could get a better education.

It was in Anchorage that he met Alana, a girl two years older than him. She was a Delta, something he had never known before, just heard vague rumours about. She had the ability to suppress the power of someone else, at range. They were a couple for two years, when Alana just vanished. No call, no text, nothing. Her apartment looked as though she just walked out and never came back.

In the years following Alana's disappearance, Duncan tried everything he could think of to find her, even paying for a psychic for their services, but the only thing they could tell him, was some vague imagery, and the numbers: 828. He has no idea what it means, but he's been trying to figure it out for eight damn years.

At one point, he picked up his Aunts guitar and started learning how to play it, as something to focus on, other than the pain of his loss, it eventually led him to joining a hardrock/metal band for a year, where they played a few bars and clubs before shit went sour with the vocalist and the drummer.

When he was 22, he went back home to help his mother take care of his father, after the old man went and fractured his leg. While out foraging, Duncan came across a yellow crystal, growing in the deep woods, not knowing what it was, he picked it up...and pretty quickly realized what it was.

He did complete his education, getting a degree in wildlife management, and forestry. He has since been picking up jobs in different parks, or cities, as he follows the limited clues he has to Alana, south.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Please, punch me! It will be hilarious watching you scream with a broken hand!"

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Yellow

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

Plant Absorption: Duncan has the ability to absorb the essence of almost any plant life, and his body comes to emulate it. For instance, when he absorbs from an Ironwood tree, his skin becomes like the bark of an the tree, his flesh becomes extremely dense, gaining mass, and he becomes quite resistant to injury. If he absorbs from a Red Cedar, he loses mass, is still durable, but a bit less so, but becomes extremely resistant to poison, infection, or fungal organisms. If he absorbs from a rose bush, his skin will grow thorns, if he absorbs grass, he can become extremely flexible, etc.

Something he does, is carry a small key chain, with a couple of different pieces of wood on it, to help him adapt to situations. Typically he keeps it loaded with Red Cedar, Australian Buloke (Ironwood), Balsa, and Honey Locust. While he can absorb an essence from dead plants, he has a secondary ability that requires living plants for it to work;

Plant Healing: Simply put, Duncan can absorb a plant, and use it to heal himself. It is however, limited by the mass of the plant itself. If he were to absorb a blade of grass? It might heal something he isn't even aware of, like the slightest scratch or something of similar, useless nature. If he were to absorb a California Giant Redwood? It is theorized that he could regenerate from a single living cell, course, that would mean he would have to be obliterated, in a Redwood forest, so it isn't exactly a practical reality. A more realistic use, would be to absorb a common urban tree, which might heal a broken bone, or a palm tree, which could heal some fairly nasty wounds.

▼ | LIMITS : |

He is limited by only being able to manifest one essence at a time. If he manifests Ironwood, then he gains its strengths, but he cannot combine it with say, Cedar's resistance poison/infection, etc. While his ability is always active, changing from one to another takes a lot of effort, one change takes a lot out of him, two and he will be quite fatigued, three, and he feels he is at risk of ashing himself. Furthermore, he appears to be unable to heal himself more than once per hour.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Perhaps most damaging in day to day life, is that his ability is always active. He is an easily spotted target for those who hate Deltas, and want to see them destroyed. It also effects every aspect of his life. Herbicides, also cause him immediate pain, and could, legitimately kill him, if he is exposed to them for extended periods of time.
However, fire is not as much of a weakness as many seem to expect; Ever tried setting a soaking wet, ten to six inch diameter log on fire? It takes a damn long time.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Have you seen my 10mm?"

While Duncan is intensely curious, and always open to learn things, he is a bit lacking in his understanding of computers and technology overall. He is far more at home in the wilderness, than in big cities, but he is learning how to cope.

Equipment & Vehicle

Duncan has a 1973 International Travelall, an old competitor to the Chevrolet Suburban. It is a big, lumbering truck, with plenty of rust. Painted in several shades of pale, sun faded green, and patches of rust. The rear passenger door is blue, strangely. He has fitted it with slightly larger diameter all-terrain tires, and a pair of LED headlights, as he was tired of not being able to see shit when driving at night. Under the hood he swapped in an old 12 valve Cummins diesel engine from an old Dodge, after the original V8 spun a bearing.


He keeps in his truck, a battered Ithaca Model 37, 12 gauge shotgun, passed down to him from his grandfather. Part of the forend is broken off, and the buttstock has a pair of deep gouges in it. Much of the bluing is worn off, but the internals still function perfectly. At home, he keeps an old Winchester Model 70, bolt action rifle chambered in .30-06, a parts-bin AR-15 with a Chinese red dot sight mounted, and a Glock 17.

He is legitimately, always carrying a knife. He keeps a three inch folder on his person at all times, and has two larger knives in his truck, one a 4.25 inch, and the other an 8 inch, both fixed blade. Both are worn, and well used.

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

Duncan Marlow

Duncan Marlow

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Image shamelessly stolen from Massat

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Man, I would kill for some river bacon right about now."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Duncan Pierce Marlow.

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Ironwood, Bark, Thorn

▼ | GENDER : |

Male

▼ | AGE : |

26

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"You can hide what you are, I can't. The best I can do is cover myself to avoid being the target of the most insecure pieces of shit who want us all dead."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 6'1"
▸ WEIGHT : | Base weight is 240 lbs. Varies depending on power.
▸ ETHNICITY : | Caucasian dominant mix
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Dark brown
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

About average height, but with a heavy set, muscular build, Duncan would pass for a fairly normal weight lifting gym goer, if it were not for the fact that his skin like the bark of a tree, which changes, frequently due to his ability. His hair, once naturally dark brown, is now a deep leaf green. Behind his left ear, he has the numerals 828 tattooed, however it is extremely difficult to see them, due to the odd colouring, and textures his skin takes.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Duncan typically wears clothing to cover much of his skin. Almost always in loose fitting, baggy pants (not sagging), long sleeve shirts or hoodies, and steel toe boots. His colour palette is typically muted and earth tones. Typical for him is blue jeans and a light grey hoodie, or browns, blacks, greys, and the occasional checker/plaid shirt or jacket.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"I understand bears more than I understand people. Bears are logical, you know where you stand with them. People are irrational, one would stab you in the back for the shoes on your feet, another would give you coat off their back in a blizzard, only to freeze to death themselves.
I try to be the later."

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

Reserved | Insecure | Stoic | Socially Awkward | Courageous | Kind | Caring | Driven

▼ | SKILLS : |

Remote wilderness and arctic survival: Having grown up in a minuscule village in the backwoods of Alaska, Duncan is extremely well versed in hunting, fishing, making shelter, and other aspects of survival. This was further expanded on due to training to be a Forest Ranger.

Bushcraft: Duncan can not only survive in the wild, but give him a knife, and he will thrive. He is experienced in making long term shelters, tools, traps, even weapons out of nothing but what is found in the wild.

Firearm Training - Hunter: Duncan is an excellent shot with a rifle or a shotgun, at ranges of less than 200 yards. Just how he did most of his hunting, and bear shooting. With training from becoming a Forest Ranger, he is experienced with semi-automatic carbines, and pistols, and has enjoyed training with them, under stress-inducing scenarios, typically joining a two-gun action challenge match once a month.

Primitive Archery - Basic: Duncan has been taught how to make, and shoot, a primitive, self-made bow from what he can find in the wilderness. What he makes isn't pretty, but it is functional enough to take down small game, if needed.

Mechanical Aptitude: Inherited from his father, Duncan has a knack for taking things apart and fixing them: so long as it isn't computerized. He is well versed in the operation, maintenance, and repair of things like chainsaws, snowmobiles, toasters to furnaces. However, he tends a bit more to the backwoods approach of "Jerry-rig it 'till it works", rather than proper repairs. His welding may look like a pile of boogers, but it will hold.

Musician: He is self-taught in how to play the guitar and bass guitar. Strictly amateur.

Weight lifting: Duncan has been pursuing strength, after having engaged in a couple of barroom brawls, while trying to find clues to Alana's disappearance. While his body is tough and almost rock hard, being able to return the punishment seemed like a good idea. He has plans to start learning some martial arts in the future.

Languages: Knows English and Yu'pik

▼ | BACK STORY : |

Born in Lower Kalskag, Alaska, Duncan lead a very different life than most kids. He had no computer, no internet, except for at the school. He grew up hunting, fishing, helping to grow a small garden for his family, and foraging in the wilderness. His mother is a Doctor in the clinic, and his father is a handyman, who fixed things like snowmobiles, chainsaws, to ovens or rifles. A little after his sixteenth birthday, he moved in with his aunt in Anchorage, so he could get a better education.

It was in Anchorage that he met Alana, a girl two years older than him. She was a Delta, something he had never known before, just heard vague rumours about. She had the ability to suppress the power of someone else, at range. They were a couple for two years, when Alana just vanished. No call, no text, nothing. Her apartment looked as though she just walked out and never came back.

In the years following Alana's disappearance, Duncan tried everything he could think of to find her, even paying for a psychic for their services, but the only thing they could tell him, was some vague imagery, and the numbers: 828. He has no idea what it means, but he's been trying to figure it out for eight damn years.

At one point, he picked up his Aunts guitar and started learning how to play it, as something to focus on, other than the pain of his loss, it eventually led him to joining a hardrock/metal band for a year, where they played a few bars and clubs before shit went sour with the vocalist and the drummer.

When he was 22, he went back home to help his mother take care of his father, after the old man went and fractured his leg. While out foraging, Duncan came across a yellow crystal, growing in the deep woods, not knowing what it was, he picked it up...and pretty quickly realized what it was.

He did complete his education, getting a degree in wildlife management, and forestry. He has since been picking up jobs in different parks, or cities, as he follows the limited clues he has to Alana, south.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Please, punch me! It will be hilarious watching you scream with a broken hand!"

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Yellow

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

Plant Absorption: Duncan has the ability to absorb the essence of almost any plant life, and his body comes to emulate it. For instance, when he absorbs from an Ironwood tree, his skin becomes like the bark of an the tree, his flesh becomes extremely dense, gaining mass, and he becomes quite resistant to injury. If he absorbs from a Red Cedar, he loses mass, is still durable, but a bit less so, but becomes extremely resistant to poison, infection, or fungal organisms. If he absorbs from a rose bush, his skin will grow thorns, if he absorbs grass, he can become extremely flexible, etc.

Something he does, is carry a small key chain, with a couple of different pieces of wood on it, to help him adapt to situations. Typically he keeps it loaded with Red Cedar, Australian Buloke (Ironwood), Balsa, and Honey Locust. While he can absorb an essence from dead plants, he has a secondary ability that requires living plants for it to work;

Plant Healing: Simply put, Duncan can absorb a plant, and use it to heal himself. It is however, limited by the mass of the plant itself. If he were to absorb a blade of grass? It might heal something he isn't even aware of, like the slightest scratch or something of similar, useless nature. If he were to absorb a California Giant Redwood? It is theorized that he could regenerate from a single living cell, course, that would mean he would have to be obliterated, in a Redwood forest, so it isn't exactly a practical reality. A more realistic use, would be to absorb a common urban tree, which might heal a broken bone, or a palm tree, which could heal some fairly nasty wounds.

▼ | LIMITS : |

He is limited by only being able to manifest one essence at a time. If he manifests Ironwood, then he gains its strengths, but he cannot combine it with say, Cedar's resistance poison/infection, etc. While his ability is always active, changing from one to another takes a lot of effort, one change takes a lot out of him, two and he will be quite fatigued, three, and he feels he is at risk of ashing himself. Furthermore, he appears to be unable to heal himself more than once per hour.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Perhaps most damaging in day to day life, is that his ability is always active. He is an easily spotted target for those who hate Deltas, and want to see them destroyed. It also effects every aspect of his life. Herbicides, also cause him immediate pain, and could, legitimately kill him, if he is exposed to them for extended periods of time.
However, fire is not as much of a weakness as many seem to expect; Ever tried setting a soaking wet, ten to six inch diameter log on fire? It takes a damn long time.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Have you seen my 10mm?"

While Duncan is intensely curious, and always open to learn things, he is a bit lacking in his understanding of computers and technology overall. He is far more at home in the wilderness, than in big cities, but he is learning how to cope.

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

Frick the one that would make my character best is a friggin anime ughhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ruler inc nobody likes your frickin appearance rules!

@unicorgi

You do not speak for everyone.

Charity Beach: A Semi-Sandbox Superpower Romp in a Beachy Floridian City.

I like lore, I vote you retain it.

Charity Beach: A Semi-Sandbox Superpower Romp in a Beachy Floridian City.

Interest. Power idea being plant absorption. Upon touching a plant, his body can become like it. Plotting on it being an "always on" thing, his body retaining the abilities and appearance of the last thing he touched. Depending on desired power-level, may be instant, or may take time/plant volume to be able to switch.

Possible secondary ability of plant healing, literally absorbing plants to heal, plant size being related to how much he could heal from it. Blade of grass? Might heal a paper cut. California Giant Redwood? ....Wolverine-like regeneration from a single cell (laughably unlikely/impractical, etc). Generic urban tree? Heal a broken bone, or something.