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9 mos ago
Current Alternatively - and now, hear me out - one could avoid looking up photos of such eldritch horrors ... maybe?
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10 mos ago
Back for my bi-yearly visit. Now where did I leave that thingy-ma-jig? Anyone seen that mish-masher? I think it looks like motivation or something!
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3 yrs ago
I now identify as a Master Procrastinator. Thank you all, and good night.
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3 yrs ago
New medical term: Dizzy mummy (condition of patient when world is spinning and only treatment is confinement to bed). I hate being sick...
3 yrs ago
@Vampiretwilight: Funny indeed. Now to make it into a roleplay here...let the madness and sassy Narrator commence.
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All you need is love, but you need a hell lot of drugs to keep you pretty.
I hope it's okay that I searched through the sewers even if he needed a permit, I thought that he had one since he's been living in the town for so many years, and is one of the few who could search down there.
"Okay...remember to breath Adrian, remember to breath...that is the key!" A distant voice could be heard somewhere deep into the dark sewers, digging their way in all directions under the ruins of the city where Aurora's End now stood. The sound of heavy breathing came closer and closer, and soon the breathing wasn't the only thing heard; the sound of footsteps following the voice, something with four feet, something big and dangerous. It was a human being chased by what could only be described as one ugly rat, and the human was Adrian.

The dark sewers were rarely used due to the darkness, but that was what they had Adrian for; he could see as good normal in darkness, though now he felt of little use running away. He cut a corner and turned around, pulling out his .22 Colt Revolver and making sure it was loaded. "Good...full chamber..." He muttered, and slowly backed away while aiming the gun where the rat would soon stand, ready to tear its teeth into Adrian. And as soon as its head poked around the corner, the gun was fired and a bullet penetrated the rat's skull, killing it instantly. "Who's the sewer rat now? Well, still you, you big-ass fucker..."

Adrian appeared a few hours later back on the surface, dirty and smelly from his adventure down in the sewers, but it was worth it. He walked through the ruins of the once grand city and soon stood in front of the bus-entrance to his home. The old man standing on top of the bus examined the figure approaching the town, but quickly told the militia to lower their weapons. -"Adrian, good to see you alive and...well, just alive then. What did you find down in the sewers?" The old man said, for once with a pleasant attitude in his voice. Adrian looked up at him and patted at the backpack he was carrying.

"More than usual, actually; tools, light bulbs, some old books, even some 9mm and .22 ammo. And a huge rat, so I'm expecting just a little more in return than usual." Adrian answered him, smiling up to him and wiping his face with a small napkin. He didn't mind the smell really, he was too used to it by now, but now he only wanted to get done with this and clean himself.

Adrian was let through the gate without too much hassle, the militia searched him (to their great displeasure since he smelled like shit, literary) and let him on his way. The backpack he handed over to an armed man standing outside a rather well-kept building, the sheriff's office, while the guard told him with a smile that he could keep the .22 ammo, he had earned it. So with a smile on his face and a box of .22 ammo in his pocket, Adrian walked to the "The Pumphouse" to get a drink and clean himself. And he dearly needed it, as the first thing that hit the tavern once he entered was a disgusting smell of shit and sewage, coming from Adrian.

"...Don't mind me, I'll get myself cleaned."
Blast, I should have trademarked my mutation. Oh well, nightvision is awesome!
Bump, if anyone find this interesting and are open for discussion.
If you ask me, I think you should be fine as long as he keeps a spot reserved for you. You signalled your interest in the Interesting Check after all :)
Name: Adrian Whitestone
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetrosexual

Appearance:
Just ignore the fact that he is well suited for the wasteland for now, he'll become a badass soon enough :P

Mutation(s): His eyes are sensitive to daylight, and therefore he always wear goggles which block out most the sunlight. An advantage is his much improved sight at night. Think Riddick.

Weapon(s): .22 Colt Revolver and bat with nails. (Just to be original, lots of knives already.)

Gear: His sun-blocking goggles, gas mask, binoculars, water canteen, pocket knife, lighter, notebook, pen and bandages.

Faction: (Leave blank for now)

Currency: 43$

Short History: Adrian spent the first ten years of his life in his family's bomb-shelter, with most of his family. Since they had little to no sources of light in their small tin-can, he grew used to the darkness, and it didn't help that all of them suffered small amounts of radiation which mutated his eyes even more. He was the lucky one though, the rest of his family slowly went mad due to a combination of isolation, darkness, and of course the radiation, so Adrian fled his only home and out into the wasteland. Blinded by the brightest light he had ever seen, a thing his parents told him was the Sun, Adrian walked for hours in near blindness until he was found by scavengers from the town of Aurora's End. And there he found a place to call home again, and starting a normal life. Though he had trouble seeing in daylight without his protective eye-wear, the town soon found use for him during night time. Now he leaves town a few days a month, scavenging and trying to find the bomb-shelter where he think his family still is.

Accepted?
I know, it sounds strange and all, but after having reinstalled and played the crap out of San Andreas once again, I came to the question of how CJ's relationships actually worked out? Right now I don't have much of an idea, but I thought it could be interesting to try roleplaying one of these relationships.

While this Interesting check is lacking, PM me if you are interested, and perhaps something can be created. :D
Wait a minute...Primez, havent' we met before?

And just so everyone knows, I'm calling dibs on snipers and shit!
So regarding the era. this is set after a nuclear war in the early 21st century (Sometime after 2014 I guess)?
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