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Why hello there
I'm a big fan of stuff that goes boom and all sorts of actiony things. Also funny animal people but thats outside the point. Also THICC, if anything you like revolves around BOTTOM HEAVYNESS, then good, we have similarities.
Or if you want me to draw you as a dummy thicc furry animal person, I could do that too, its pretty fun.
roleplayerguild.com/topics/185269-one… Here is a 1x1 thread on some fictional universe I created with anthropomorphic animal people, have a look if you dare.
If you pass by this profile and wanna do some 1x1 shenanigans, I generally like action-adventure, sci-fi, fantasy, science fantasy, dramatic battles between good vs evil and generally bantering about badass and silly ideas. and the funny animal people Not into slice of life, calmer or just romance-only centric stuff. I do like this things when sparsely placed throughout an RP though.
Also don't worry or feel too anxious around me or worry about ghosting me etc. I've been through enough of that for a decade before and I've got too much responsibilities to fulfill to think negatively about you. No matter your race, religion, nationality, political affiliation, family drama, addictions, general degeneracy or what you believe to be past mistakes, I'm happy you've made it this far. You do you, man, this world has enough pain. I'm proud of you for just being alive. That isn't a meme, I really am. And if you really don't like that you can call be gay and a furfag for being emotional if you want to, I mean, this is the internet and it isn't like we know each other and its all kinda dumb to say this stuff outta nowhere, but confessing compassion is more relieving than keeping it in in my case
Anyway I come with up random ideas sometimes, I'll list more here when I come up with them, if they interest you feel free to spitball with me, it isn't like these ideas are set in stone or anything. If these get your noggin' joggin' then they did their job:
1960s Alt-History with MECHS, the world is caught in a three-way cold war between a powerful Axis, a widespread Comintern and the influential Allies
High Fantasy with a twist: Its inspired by Ancient History! Particularly inspired by the Rome vs Carthage Punic Wars, or any Mediterranean civilization war. Maybe also something inspired by Roman expeditions and colonies built in Western Europe? I've been playing Total War: Rome 2, might come up with more ideas playing that.
Something WH40K, but I've been obsessed with that for a long time, a bit burnt out but throwing new things into the mix might work. Maybe something about the xenos like Eldar or Tau... As heretical as it is, maybe something with furry abhumans. Yiff-in-hell-furfag memes with terminators armed with flamethrowers are applicable I take full responsibility for my heresy.
Star Wars, but something SWTOR era? Somewhere when the Cold War between the Republic and Empire went hot, like Balmorra. Or maybe something that takes place in the Sith Academy on Korriban...I love the SWTOR art designs and visuals in general, wholesome and chill memories of that game, and Star Wars Expanded Universe is big and expansive enough that lots of ideas can work here.
Name: Carter Age: Incomprehensible, presumably prior or just around the collapse, possibly centuries to a couple millennia old. Gender: Male
Anything of Note: Armed with nothing more than a ballistic styled weapon, a knife and uniform, the man has survived essentially any and all things thrown at him for as long as he could remember. Strangely carrying himself similar to a soldier yet nowhere as deranged as a militiaman, he seems to carry with him bags of ammunition, a sleeping bag, tent supplies, pots and pans and two large canteens of water. He comes across strikingly more like a living embodiment of an ox in human form.
He also has a gasmask and hood, the hood going beneath the helmet and gasmask presumably worn at all times outside. One can also assume his survival is thanks to the various medical technologies utilized prior to the collapse, from life extension to enhanced an immune system. Astoundingly absent of any cybernetic enhancements.
While nowhere as capable as the deranged wildlife, dangerous interdimensional creatures or strange magic-using apocalyptic shamans, Carter's survival seems entirely based on practical applications, manual labor and good work ethic. He is seemingly self sufficient, though reliant on workbenches and gunpowder for ammunition.
[IMAGE] (Not gonna make it mandatory, but if you can't find or post a image, just place an appearance section in the sheet
Name: Age: Gender:
Anything of Note: This is magical abilities, equipment, or anything else that has helped your character survive so far. This can be a list of stuff, elaborate paragraphs detailing things, doesn't matter how you write/show it. I'd say its the most important part of the sheet though.
Biography: Completely optional and not needed, but if you think something in the past can help indicate who they are or how they've survived this far, write it here.
I'm keeping this sheet ridiculously short for both ease of entering the thread, ease of creating characters, ease of approval, but also because I'm going in with the philosophy that we'll get things sorted through IC chatter not OOC stuff. If you think something needs to be added to the sheet, feel free to, but I'm going in with a minimalist approach.
With unlimited possibilities within it's grasp, civilization had become a self-made heaven. Contemporary politics, economics, philosophy and scientific understanding had been dwarfed, rendered a footnote in history with the sudden explosion in humanities capabilities in changing reality itself. Had humanity of the modern era stood beside those of the future, it would seem like two separate species stood aside each other. All ills plaguing the body and mind had been removed, the soul transcended mortal barriers, the very universe becoming nothing more than a massive controlled environment that was monitored and controlled regularly, creating the ideal worlds for society to inhabit. Endlessly stretching out across known existence, fertilizing the dried up soil, colonizing the vast empty space and creating life where there was none, humanity had become a boon for all known life.
Vast stretches of time had now left that era behind.
As if evil, long suppressed by the good brought forth by humanities discoveries, suddenly arose. Who, why, when, where- none of it mattered as it spread across, drowning everything in a tidal wave as lights across known existence went out one by one. Perhaps someone cracked, a portal to another dimension opened, a war finally broke out, people became too decadent, or reality itself had enough of societies perfection... No one will ever figure out why it broke down.
But society now was caught in a horrific limbo of pain. The magic and technology that had been so perfect and infinitely capable kept civilization alive in it's bleeding and apocalyptic state, as if a dying patient constantly reawakening to experience the nauseating experience of being near death, people kept living. Instead of the apocalypse ending, it kept burning, with more people drowning in endless bloodbath that so commonly spewed forth wherever life was found. Yet life kept growing, then kept dying, then came to life and drew the ire of whatever wanted to squash it out again. The more the apocalypse went on the more imperfections formed, the more life became not only similar to our own, but worse than whatever Earth could ever foster, for all those incredible discoveries made had now turned into a endless assembly line of monstrous inventions, disturbing discoveries and more ways to decimate life itself.
With conflict now found wherever and whenever, it seemed safety was impossible, yet there were words written in marker and blood hinted at a safe zone. Deep within the city, covered in corpses, blood, monsters, decorated by bullet holes and with everlasting buildings poking out high from the red fog, there sat an answer to get out of this artificial Hell, that- bypassing all the dangers -there was still a chance to find the heaven that existed once a long time ago, finding a chance to breathe, to truly survive and to escape the clutches of endless death...
The city had been surrounded by vast stretches of wilderness, sparsely dotted with well maintained infrastructure, seemingly abandoned buildings with eerie darkness from the windows, seemingly no light nor life within yet creaking with noises all too familiar with any survivor, hidden monsters, waiting cannibals, horrific self-aware molding that spewed forth killer diseases...Anything could dwell within the strange wilderness, anything but the old wildlife that lived here. Even in the tall grass and beautifully kept trees, they were abandoned, silent, as if every animal and insect, every living thing absent of vegetation had suddenly gotten up and left.
It was so easy to die, so easy to get shot by someone hiding away beneath some advanced invisibility cloak that they hoarded from others as everything fell apart, their high-tech equipment and weapons self-cleaning with advanced nanotechnology, never falling apart as they went day to day slaughtering innocents in the name of some god, or just their own survival. It was possible that the person laying in wait was being hunted after, firing upon an innocent traveler in rampant fear of being discovered, that perhaps a search party had been sent out to find them after liberating some slaves meant for dinner...
Or, perhaps, you'd be killed by a man with nothing more than a club, who knew no language nor anything other than the basic instinct to kill.
And that was just the people, the wide range in between deranged madman to professional killer was like a merciful gift from god compared to the creatures out there, people were predictable in their assumptions no matter how savage, their animalistic drive to survive the wasteland of this universe meant everyone was on the same footing. But they weren't the only hunters here.
The monstrous entities that now existed were numerous, there is no specification that can be given on what they look like or who they are- it could be anything. Terrors from the shadows, living shambling corpses, humans experimented on and driven insane, cosmic demonic forces from another dimension, creatures that had predicted the collapse and finally arose to build civilization anew...
The City
The city would be even worse than the wilderness, if not for the massive makeshift walls surrounding it.
Barricaded, suppose to be protected, the whole place was a short-lived fortress. Large bones jutting from the ground surrounded the walls of the city, with entire seas of skeletons coming in from the major roads- creepily none of them laid upon the concrete road itself, as if hollowed ground from the dead -while the gigantic gates to enter the city were decorated with hanging bodies and heads on spikes. The fortifications seemed to have been cracked open by blunt force and explosives, though no weapon from battle remained, thoroughly scavenged time and time again over the centuries.
Only wind howled out here, the sound of creaking metal greeted visitors, with bodies above hanged by ropes swaying in the harsh winds that blew the thick red fog over the landscape.
Within the city was an endless urban nightmare of mazes, streets torn apart, wreckages everywhere, blood on walls and hastily written warnings both coherent and insane. Some parts of the city had been forcefully risen from the earth, while buildings simply hovered a short height above city blocks, large craters and boarded up residential buildings, all while massive cracks can be found throughout the streets leading to a large abyss...
Strange creatures howl, gunshots ring out throughout the streets, every now and then the light from a building flashes with the shadows of people staring at the outside world. It was a place like any other encountered before, simply with more signs of life and fighting than normal.
Survivors
(also: you) Those unlucky enough to have both sanity and life in them.
A survivor isn't anyone from a specific background, their history of being here long or short, their ideals, their pasts, their crimes or good deeds. Everyone is on a equal footing now, all caught in the same dangerous hellscape that they so desperately wish to leave.
Despite what you might thing, a survivor- a sane being, possibly armed and not dead or ravaging a corpse -is a very rare person. Roving bands of bandits exist, militiamen, humanoid monsters, they're easily found...but people who resemble civilization are a dying breed. Anyone who can even hold up a basic discussion is like finding an angel, a blessing which is seldom given even to other survivors sneaking around in the endless red fog that covers the universe.
What can be expected outside of your usual sanity and life, is that survivors are well armed and experienced. To have survived this long means you're good at hiding, good at scavenging and good at killing, or at least very good at hiding. No survivor has a home of any kind nor a place of belonging, usually excluded from other communities- though this is a benefit in disguise, as any organized community that exists has some degree of insanity and driven by murderous intent -and survivors often are alone travel within very small groups. There isn't any known safe place for survivors, which is specifically why you may find yourself driven to the metropolitan nightmare.
Nothing and no one good survived the collapse
In the endless apocalypse that has now consumed known existence, hostility not just the rule of law, its everything. There are likely more out there who know how to effectively capture, kill and murder than those who speak a fluently in any known language. Countless times have those who talked ended up becoming food for cannibals or creatures whom feign the sounds of wounded people. Its all too common to find the remains of previous diplomatic or mercantile meetings, for in the end times, no one has need for bartering or friendship, only supplies.
Certainly there are groups, tribes, conglomerates of people or families who work together to survive, but none have interest in cooperation outside of their known circle. Its a dangerous world, diseases transferred by vocabulary, demonic entities pretending to be people, interdimensional slavers waiting for the right moment to capture people, or merely bandits trying to lure out victims for more loot. Anything could be feasible- so, in such a world, people prepare accordingly with violence first, talking second. ------------------------------
A group of armed soldiers, also known as militiamen by survivors
Militiamen aren't known for being idle, inaccurate or merciful
After the collapse, you could expect militarism to run rampant. Communities had to protect themselves, as did various societal and government apparatuses that existed within pre-collapse society. However, militarism never declined, it didn't shrink back or degrade technologically. With the ability to produce guns without needing ammo, or have nanobots create tanks in a milisecond, it became a natural rule of law for people to take up arms and begin wiping out hostile monstrosities that came into existence. What naturally came after was warring with each other and, as this phenomenon grew as more and more people took up arms against each other and the monstrosities, innocents began to get caught in the crossfire until, then kept getting caught and, in time, shot on the spot. Various groups began to nickname them these folk the militiamen.
Militiamen are what you'd expect from a group of armed, well trained and combat adept individuals. The buzz of their radios and the gunfire from executing all they deem to be against them is a familiar sound, they sweep through towns and cities, purging entire areas in their endless drive to finally rid the universe of all known evils, with themselves being the judge of who is good and who is not.
The scary thing is, the militiamen seem to be strikingly similar to the monsters they've set out to destroy. As such, survivor groups have associated with with being the same thing, treating them less as people and more so as a catch-all term for some sort of species of creature. As such, like any monster, natural disaster or other hostile phenomenon, they're best avoided at all costs.
The words one could mash together and use are endless, for the hostile creatures that exist are just as infinite. Various hostile lifeforms exist within the new all-too-hostile existence that has been created. Be they humanoid or feral, from another dimension or beneath bedrock, made in a lab to an assembly line- the possibilities of what might kill are unfortunately impossible to predict. It seems as if something new comes into existence every day, like the gods themselves mock and despise all life that exists, planet-eaters to worms that crawl their way into the brain and control the body...
Nothing good has come from these new inhabitants of the universe, lurking within abandoned blood-covered motel lobbies, crawling about within the sewer systems, watching from high perches like skyscrapers and elaborate monuments- if at all intelligent, they watch as life is suffocated and intoxicate themselves in the suffering, acting on it, causing more of it. Most seem to act on animalistic impulse, like wildlife frenzied in a fit of rage induced by rabies, frothing in near death as they try to chew and spread their disease of death to others, if not downright murdering everything that falls victim to them.
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The cosmic and the strange
Other things lurk out there as well, beings from across the stars with only ill intent in mind. What they can do, or what they wish to do, is completely uknown.
[IMAGE] (Not gonna make it mandatory, but if you can't find or post a image, just place an appearance section in the sheet
Name: Age: Gender:
Anything of Note: This is magical abilities, equipment, or anything else that has helped your character survive so far. This can be a list of stuff, elaborate paragraphs detailing things, doesn't matter how you write/show it. I'd say its the most important part of the sheet though.
Biography: Completely optional and not needed, but if you think something in the past can help indicate who they are or how they've survived this far, write it here.
I'm keeping this sheet ridiculously short for both ease of entering the thread, ease of creating characters, ease of approval, but also because I'm going in with the philosophy that we'll get things sorted through IC chatter not OOC stuff. If you think something needs to be added to the sheet, feel free to, but I'm going in with a minimalist approach.
Rules
I hate rules, or at least on internet stuff, really ruins the mood, feels all tense and anxiety inducing...
Anyway, I'd call myself laissez-faire but I guess that isn't 110% true if we have some sort of hierarchy to things, like me being a GM. Just pass stuff by me if you're unsure, but there really isn't any definitive rules to me, not as of right now anyway, people seem keen on respecting each others boundaries and stuff so I don't think I need to lay down anything really specific.
No killing characters I guess? Thats the only thing I can think of right now. Oh, and your characters are survivors.
"...Counterpoint?" She looked at him curiously, albeit trying not to seem surprised or astounded by the confidence of such a human in her warm grasp. She kept her eyes locked on him, seemingly unaware as he brought his hand up beneath her fluffy chin.
And then...she felt something. "Wh-wha-what, w-what are you-!?" she began to gasp in surprise and seemed a bit flustered, a sudden warmth reached her face as she began to blush hotly, eyes going wide as her once predatory and dominant behavior got replaced by both surprise...and pleasure. It was hard to discern what she was feeling, waves of happiness overwhelming her body as she experienced something unbeknownst to her mind, trying to think became difficult as the rush of good feelings flooded her head. Some sort of secret human demon-countering technique!? It had to be!
Seiji would feel the mighty paws suddenly remove from his face, Aurora now clutching the sides of her own cheeks as she tried desperately to not make any, exotic, noises at the surprising amount of good feelings she was having from being scratched. In a matter of moments she had gone from complete dominant to completely docile, unwavering in her desire for more scratching beneath her chin. Though, after what felt like a couple of minutes of just standing there, Aurora would try to regain her composure.
As the blissful feelings were just about overwhelming her, caught in a haze of joy and love, she suddenly pulled her head back as everything around her felt like an atmosphere of deep and passionate love that could only be exclaimed in the most astounding and outlandish sound...
After pulling her head back and a short distance away from Seiji, Aurora was left huffing for breath, staring in confusion and total embarrassment, especially being the first time she was on the other end of experiencing something so good! "W-what...WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?" She asked, though not at anyone specifically, merely left confused as the blush started to fade from her face...albeit very slowly.
Hrmm, I'd like to see Alt-history stuff. But very, very, ridiculously stupidly absurdly out-of-this-world borderline insultingly wacky. Like the Command and Conquer's Red Alert series (specifically Red Alert 2) I'd accept more serious things though, as alt-history can be pretty fascinating to explore in serious tone, but I'm a bit overloaded with with how dramatic and dark things can be, exploring consequences and changes in politics...Its all so tiresome. I just want my gigantic tri-pod walkers alongside hovertanks in the 1960s damnit.
Outside of alt-history, generally other things that are actiony, but comedic and not too serious. Really the perfect triad for me honestly, reminds me of the good ole days with friends. Anything lax in general when it comes to overall tone is fun now that I think about it. I'd try to make them myself but I can't break the habit of writing things in a ridiculously dark and dramatic way.
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[b]Why hello there[/b]
I'm a big fan of stuff that goes boom and all sorts of actiony things. Also funny animal people but thats outside the point. Also [b]THICC[/b], if anything you like revolves around BOTTOM HEAVYNESS, then good, [i]we have similarities.[/i]
Or if you want me to draw you as a dummy thicc [s]furry[/s] animal person, I could do that too, its pretty fun.
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185270-metalweights-funny-animal-funzone/ooc Here is my art thread, have a look!
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185269-one-continent-wide-conflict-18-mxm-action-heavy-rp/ooc Here is a 1x1 thread on some fictional universe I created with anthropomorphic animal people, have a look if you dare.
If you pass by this profile and wanna do some 1x1 shenanigans, I generally like action-adventure, sci-fi, fantasy, science fantasy, dramatic battles between good vs evil and generally bantering about badass and silly ideas. [s]and the funny animal people[/s]
Not into slice of life, calmer or just romance-only centric stuff. I do like this things when sparsely placed throughout an RP though.
Also don't worry or feel too anxious around me or worry about ghosting me etc. I've been through enough of that for a decade before and I've got too much responsibilities to fulfill to think negatively about you. No matter your race, religion, nationality, political affiliation, family drama, addictions, general degeneracy or what you believe to be past mistakes, I'm happy you've made it this far. [i]You do you, man, this world has enough pain. I'm proud of you for just being alive.[/i] That isn't a meme, I really am. [s]And if you really don't like that you can call be gay and a furfag for being emotional if you want to, I mean, this is the internet and it isn't like we know each other and its all kinda dumb to say this stuff outta nowhere, but confessing compassion is more relieving than keeping it in in my case[/s]
Anyway I come with up random ideas sometimes, I'll list more here when I come up with them, if they interest you feel free to spitball with me, it isn't like these ideas are set in stone or anything. If these get your noggin' joggin' then they did their job:
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1960s Alt-History with MECHS, the world is caught in a three-way cold war between a powerful [color=00aeef]Axis[/color], a widespread [color=ed1c24]Comintern[/color] and the influential [color=39b54a]Allies[/color]
High Fantasy with a twist: Its inspired by Ancient History! Particularly inspired by the Rome vs Carthage Punic Wars, or any Mediterranean civilization war. Maybe also something inspired by Roman expeditions and colonies built in Western Europe? I've been playing Total War: Rome 2, might come up with more ideas playing that.
Something WH40K, but I've been obsessed with that for a long time, a bit burnt out but throwing new things into the mix might work. Maybe something about the xenos like Eldar or Tau... [s]As heretical as it is, maybe something with furry abhumans. Yiff-in-hell-furfag memes with terminators armed with flamethrowers are applicable I take full responsibility for my heresy.[/s]
Star Wars, but something SWTOR era? Somewhere when the Cold War between the Republic and Empire went hot, like Balmorra. Or maybe something that takes place in the Sith Academy on Korriban...I love the SWTOR art designs and visuals in general, wholesome and chill memories of that game, and Star Wars Expanded Universe is big and expansive enough that lots of ideas can work here.
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/dzSFb0k.jpg?1" /><br><br><span class="bb-b">Why hello there</span><br><br>I'm a big fan of stuff that goes boom and all sorts of actiony things. Also funny animal people but thats outside the point. Also <span class="bb-b">THICC</span>, if anything you like revolves around BOTTOM HEAVYNESS, then good, <span class="bb-i">we have similarities.</span><br><br>Or if you want me to draw you as a dummy thicc <span class="bb-s">furry</span> animal person, I could do that too, its pretty fun.<br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185270-metalweights-funny-animal-funzone/ooc" title="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185270-metalweights-funny-animal-funzone/ooc">roleplayerguild.com/topics/185270-met…</a> Here is my art thread, have a look!<br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185269-one-continent-wide-conflict-18-mxm-action-heavy-rp/ooc" title="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185269-one-continent-wide-conflict-18-mxm-action-heavy-rp/ooc">roleplayerguild.com/topics/185269-one…</a> Here is a 1x1 thread on some fictional universe I created with anthropomorphic animal people, have a look if you dare.<br><br>If you pass by this profile and wanna do some 1x1 shenanigans, I generally like action-adventure, sci-fi, fantasy, science fantasy, dramatic battles between good vs evil and generally bantering about badass and silly ideas. <span class="bb-s">and the funny animal people</span><br>Not into slice of life, calmer or just romance-only centric stuff. I do like this things when sparsely placed throughout an RP though.<br><br>Also don't worry or feel too anxious around me or worry about ghosting me etc. I've been through enough of that for a decade before and I've got too much responsibilities to fulfill to think negatively about you. No matter your race, religion, nationality, political affiliation, family drama, addictions, general degeneracy or what you believe to be past mistakes, I'm happy you've made it this far. <span class="bb-i">You do you, man, this world has enough pain. I'm proud of you for just being alive.</span> That isn't a meme, I really am. <span class="bb-s">And if you really don't like that you can call be gay and a furfag for being emotional if you want to, I mean, this is the internet and it isn't like we know each other and its all kinda dumb to say this stuff outta nowhere, but confessing compassion is more relieving than keeping it in in my case</span><br><br>Anyway I come with up random ideas sometimes, I'll list more here when I come up with them, if they interest you feel free to spitball with me, it isn't like these ideas are set in stone or anything. If these get your noggin' joggin' then they did their job:<br><br><span class="bb-b"><ul class="bb-list" style="white-space: normal;">1960s Alt-History with MECHS, the world is caught in a three-way cold war between a powerful <font color="#00aeef">Axis</font>, a widespread <font color="#ed1c24">Comintern</font> and the influential <font color="#39b54a">Allies</font><br><br>High Fantasy with a twist: Its inspired by Ancient History! Particularly inspired by the Rome vs Carthage Punic Wars, or any Mediterranean civilization war. Maybe also something inspired by Roman expeditions and colonies built in Western Europe? I've been playing Total War: Rome 2, might come up with more ideas playing that.<br><br>Something WH40K, but I've been obsessed with that for a long time, a bit burnt out but throwing new things into the mix might work. Maybe something about the xenos like Eldar or Tau... <span class="bb-s">As heretical as it is, maybe something with furry abhumans. Yiff-in-hell-furfag memes with terminators armed with flamethrowers are applicable I take full responsibility for my heresy.</span><br><br>Star Wars, but something SWTOR era? Somewhere when the Cold War between the Republic and Empire went hot, like Balmorra. Or maybe something that takes place in the Sith Academy on Korriban...I love the SWTOR art designs and visuals in general, wholesome and chill memories of that game, and Star Wars Expanded Universe is big and expansive enough that lots of ideas can work here.</ul></span></div>
