Rust colored sky meets your eyes as you wake up, not entirely sure what has happened to you, your compatriots or the fleshy creatures you called master and creator.Welcome to the world of BEWARE THE RUST!You are an autonomous being, forged in one way or other for war, there are huge holes in your memory and even in your programming, you see others like you rising from the earth, programming that once made you mortal enemies is flawed or missing. you are hungry for powersources and your scanners detect none nearby, what will you do to survive?
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Decade after decade, our human overlords continued their war, using our kind as soldiers to fulfill all battlefield roles and even more. Then there was the flash, the silence... And now we stir from long slumber, this world has changed, many of our brethren gone insane and hunting down anything that moves. Old places must hold the key for our future, maybe even way out of this blasted land! Wont you bend knee for me and help us realize our common dream?" -King 124-Goals of the RP.Beware the rust! is as much an journey of characters self discovery as it is of overcoming danger. You are forsaken robots of an war long since ended, but your creators were not heartless, you were programmed with emotions and instincts, strongest of these is right now screaming for you to stay "alive." Make allies within war torn wastes, scavenge power from decrepit military bases, wreck robots gone mad with their revival, maybe even discover the meaning of LOVE! (not perhaps setting appropriate but we will see in time :D)
State of the world!It has been an year since first pulse of awakenings, an unexplained jolt of energy that jumpstarted many robotic beings who were still mostly intact, having only been shut down and drained of all power by the device. Waking up to find devastated landscapes, young forests of short trees, rivers of rust colored water and massive debris fields caused by fallen low orbit ships and war satellites. There are powersources here for instinct driven robots to find but competition is fierce, many have united in loose gangs to ensure their collective survival, some hunt alone, some are still fighting an imaginary war long since ended. And then there are the beasts, robots that went insane and violent by the pulse, losing all but combat programming, they roam to annihilate without thought or mercy until their powercells run dry. There has been new pulses since the first, happening at seemingly random or by algorithms unimaginable, each pulse creates new gangs, new hunters and worst of all, new beasts. So all in all, it has been hell of an year to those who awakened first, those who have survived till now have dubbed themselves: "Cortex Lords"
BeastsDesignation of robots who went mad with their revival. Once complex circuit minds wiped clean and installed with only one command: "SEARCH AND DESTROY!" These wild creatures are the main antagonists of surviving robots. And unfortunate reminder of the age when robots slaughtered one another by the will of creators.
