A sort of promotional RP for an adventure map that isn't done yet, I'm starting this RP based in "The Exterior" Just pretend you took Minecraft and put a texture pack on it, and that's what this is about. Barbaric Survivors behave like skeletons with guns, Monsters are basically like zombies - so that's what they are. Spiders are spiders. Flying bombs are creepers with most of their body invisible and their head looking like a robot-thing with a large, red lens in the middle of the front, through which they see targets. Other than that, tech has been stepped up, as bows have been replaced with guns, which are now for some reason crafted in the shape of a bow, and minecarts have become much more automated. Redstone, being outdated, has been replaced with electrical wires, and compared to the new electric lanterns, torches are considered pathetic.
That said, it's time to introduce you to the beautiful chaotic world of The Exterior.
A year ago, a prominent city-state known only as 'Protection' was teeming with industry and success. Mining companies ran vast railroads in and out of the city, leaving empty handed and returning with a wealth of ore. Factories churned out products, and the citywide transportation systems flourished as people wandered the city for hours, looking for a toilet. Overall, life was good and everyone was relaxed. But the day, about a year ago, was also the day that one of the many mining companies detected a large cavity under the ground not far from the city. A heat scan revealed several moving shapes. Fearing an attack by a neighboring nation, they called for the Protection Military Force (PMF?) to check it out. The PMF dug a small tunnel down to the cavity. A radio communication opened in the communication station that was built above. The helmet camera showed the soldiers entering what looked like some sort of large nest with spiders and strange, almost-human creatures. Suddenly, shouting could be heard and bullets were seen flying through the air.
The soldier who was communicating with them now turned his head to face his comrades, they were all firing into the cave. He turned back, took out his gun, and was about to open fire when suddenly a monster jumped at him, and the people on the surface heard a terrible scream just as the communication broke off. Each one knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that those men were dead. They sealed off the nest and hoped for the best. The did not know that there were caves leading to places just below the city. The next day, the monsters got in by digging under the walls, and in a matter of minutes the city went from a bustling success to a warzone. The PMF pushed the attackers into the outer sections of the city, and held them there for three days as builders made a makeshift wall. The monsters began to try to destroy it, so they built another makeshift wall a few feet behind the first, and filled the space between with magma. The day that the wall was finished, the city was divided into the Secure Zone, in the middle, and The Exterior, on the outside. There was no gate, but there were railroads that led out of the city completely, to mines. Some people fled the city, only to be killed in the dangerous wilderness beyond, by the same monsters now attacking it. In The Exterior, survivors continued to fight to live. Some took to the one last thing - killing eachother, and soon you had to fear the Barbaric Survivors just as much as their true enemies, and your true enemies, the monsters.
Now, are you ready to throw your hat into the gruesome battlefield called The Exterior? To fight close battles in the sewers, explore hazardous streets, search old, abandoned buildings, and even ruins? Are you ready to beat back madmen, determined to kill you for the weapons, the food, and the other things that you have? Are you ready to fight the spiders and other monsters that are after you? Are you ready to down the flying bombs that were sent to clear the monsters, but can't really target well? Well, shut up, because you aren't. But you can try to anyways, because this is a ROLEPLAY! :DDD
Here, tell me about yourself!
What is your name? (in the roleplay, doesn't have to be your real one.)
What do you do? (in-game job. Miner, soldier, farmer, or producer.)
What the hell are you (mechanical[only for soldier, these are sort of robot things made to fight. Their combat method is marked by their lens color for the visor that functions as their eye, red is gun, green is sword.] or human)
How old are you. (As a side note, these are all in-game and you don't have to tell me the real fact.)
I'm a bit blind, are you male or female?
How did you end up stuck in The Exterior? (You might have just lived there when the new wall was built, but something else may have happened.)
What's your weapon of choice. (Sword or bow, sword starts at stone, though you can improve the material later.)
Y u no give me hugz?
You can fight other people, but you can only kill them if they are chill with that.
If you die, you can make a new character and REJOIN! :biggrin.gif:
I am Escort. My name is my business, and at the moment, my business is only to get mining cargo from the mine to the city without it being stolen. Therefore, I can safely be called that.
Technically, I am a miner, though my job is, well yeah.
I am a human, like most of you.
I am Twenty-five.
Seriously? You can't see that I am a guy?
I was doing my job. Unexpectedly, though, some of the Barbaric Survivors redirected the railroad into a closed-off subway, and I now am fighting in The Exterior.
Why the hell should I?
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(lol that took some work though! This poor guys signature... do you really wanna take this back? it's awesome! I'll be the 1st one to join in 9 years. :D)
My name is Tank,
Obviously I'm a mechanical soldier, and that is a sub-par description of my race, I have a blue visor, get on my nerves and find out what it does.
My age is irrelevant,
my gender is irrelevant, though I have masculine features.
I've been here for as long as I can remember.
Come on over here and try to give me a hug and you'll get to see what my weapon of choice is.