Aftermarth SD

[normaliamnot]

Well, if anyone ever was in the orgiginal aftermarth SD, you'll know all about it, otherwise, it's bascially like this:

The world has just had a huge nuclear war that wiped out nearly the entire human race. There were few survivors, and some of the people that survived mutated. You can be one person. No super characters. Each person has one talent, and a variety of tools (within reason). No huge weapons, and you are to be on your own, unless you find others. Characters can meet one another.

Anyone interested?

[Tolian Soran]

ME!! I was in both of the origanals :D

I claim Neo, the expert marks men. He loves his guns and knows how to use them.

[Soldier]

Im in if it takes off

[Jules Verne]

What is this "Aftermarth" these people speak of??? :D

[Tolian Soran]

its like 20 or so years after WW3 witch ended in neclear war. The players play one or two charictors who survived the war, or have been born after the war. I believe we had some slight mutations, nothing like in New Future SDs though.

[normaliamnot]

OK, looks like we have some interest, so I'll post my character information. I'll play Prudence Standish, a once wealthy business woman who is nothing after the war. She is still comming to grips with the whole thing. Being rich, she isn't particulary good with her hands, but her brain isn't too bad. She has a hand-gun she managed to scavage from the house after the war. She is about 6'3, and in fairly good shape. Her looks are also more than average and this was to her benefit before the war, and can be after the war as well. For the past 10 years she has bascially been keeping to herself in her slightly damaged mansion, living on the large ammounts of food in her house (ok, ok, I know, 10 years of rations is a little bit over the top, but she was VERY rich =P)

Basically, it's about time there was a female in one of these things, so here she is =P

[Tolian Soran]

OOC:There was a female in the last one too and 6'3" is damn tall for a women


Charictor:
Name:Neo
Hieght:6'2"
Wieght:180
Equipment:
1:Barrett M-82A1 w/200 rounds ammo
2:9mm hanguns w/500 rounds ammo
2:knives
3:backpacks/duffle bags
2 weeks food and water
Bio:Neo is an ex-military officer from austriala. He is only 19, bore after the war, but he has served in the army, covert-ops, barrets, and the navy. He quite after being assigned to city patrol(there really wasn't much of a city there) for punching his commanding officer in the nose, breaking it. He resigned and moved to america. He has been living in what used to be New York. The US government, had the whole area de-contaminated, with a new technece found during the war. He gets by day to day. He has traveled around for the last year, with different groups of poeple all across the nation.

[Soldier]

My character

Name: Robert Briant
Age: 19
Height: 8'4
Weight: 173 kgs
Equipment:
1: Cattle Prod
1: Double Barrelled Shotgun 120 rounds ammo
1: Rifle with scope 300 rounds ammo
1: Machette

3 weeks of rations

Bio: Robert's mother was pregnant with him when the war ended. Both were affected by radiation causing his enormous size. His mother did not survive his birth. He grew up with his father and sister, who went missing when he was 8. All he has is a photo and a message that his father wrote to him the day they disapeared.

[Stryker]

I'm in. My character:

Name: Lyle Owens
Age: Un-determined
Height: 6'4
Weight: 275lbs
Weapons:
2 H&K .45 Automatic pistol 500 rounds per gun
1 M-16 Automatic Assualt Rifle 1,000 rounds
1 M-203 Grenade Launcher 50 Rounds
10 Frag Grenades
3 Smoke Grenades
2 K-Bar Combat Knives
30 Days C-Rations

Bio: Owens is believed to be a former American Delta Force commando. Analitical mind and weapons training go un-explained. Is believed to be a creation of the U.S project 'Future Fight' revealed to the world. Last sighting was in the area of Nevada, close to the former HAWC installation.

[normaliamnot]

OOC - Stryker: that's way too many weapons, you're going to have to compromise on that

and yeah, i am a tall woman =)

I'd love to start the story, but I got to go in a minute, if anyone wants to start, be my guest.

[normaliamnot]

Inside her ruined masion, Prudence holds a cold, dull pistol to her head. 10 years, and finally it happened. She switched off the safety and loaded a bullet into the chamber. How stupid could have she been. She had to know she would run out of food sometime, yet did she ration. Of course not, it would go against her over-indulging spirit. She felt her finger on the trigger and wondered what it would be like to pull it, to give up the everything that made her who she was. But that would be the easy way out, and taking the easy way out wasn't something Prudence was about to do. She threw the shrewed weapon across the over sized room and heard lead propel itself into the night. Crying herself to sleep had become a bad habit lately. She went to bed and did just that.

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OOC: ok, i was cut kinda short by a request to goto bed, will finish this tommorow =)

[Tolian Soran]

Originally posted by Stryker

Weapons:
2 H&K .45 Automatic pistol 500 rounds per gun
1 M-16 Automatic Assualt Rifle 1,000 rounds
1 M-203 Grenade Launcher 50 Rounds
10 Frag Grenades
3 Smoke Grenades
2 K-Bar Combat Knives
30 Days C-Rations



You do know you have to carry all of that. I also think it is a bit much. You are carry enough weapons for about 4 poeple. Atleast me carictor has bags and it limited to only 2 offensive weapons, those being handguns.


I would also like to add that my charictor has clip holders on his belt and more strapped to his laegs, to hold his extro ammo.

[Stryker]

Weapons:
2 H&K .45 Automatic pistol 500 rounds per gun
1 M-16 Automatic Assualt Rifle 1,000 rounds
1 M-203 Grenade Launcher 50 Rounds
5 Frag Grenades
3 Smoke Grenades
1 K-Bar Combat Knives
30 Days C-Rations
1 Duffle Bag

OOC: I actually am only carrying one person's worth of weapons. The M-203 is a grenade launcher is placed underneath the M-16. That's why Soliders can blow up so much. :D :D :D :D

[Tolian Soran]

Ok, know i can see the pistal and knife. Do you know how much 1500 rounds of ammo is going to wiegh, plus 58 granades. This all i'm going to say. I will leave it up to the thread starter to decide what to do.

[normaliamnot]

OOC: Ok, I think we all agree that you have way too many weapons. You are limited to 2 guns (rifle or hand-gun) and 5 close combat weapons. You can be creative, but that many weapons is unacceptable.

[Soldier]

OOC: Stryker, a bit on the overkill side dont you think :p

IC: Robert woke up and looked to the world he saw everyday. He sighed and thought what the world was like before all the destruction had happened. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo. It had been 11 years, elevn long years since he had seen a relative. He left his resting spot, an old bus shelter. He packed up what little he had and wiped a tear from his eye and went of his way, to nowhere in particular but he had to do something and walking was it.

[CaptainSheridan]

Alright, I'll join


Name: Zekk Daron
Age: 24
Height: 6"4
Weight:?
Weapons:
1 sniper rifle, unknown type
1 9mm handgun
1 knife
1 knife hidden in boot
1 knife in pocket in sleeve
Bio:
Daron had a hard live growing up. Supplies of food and water were short. He grew up in very Northern Canada and is unaffected by the cold. He's never visited anywhere with a temperature of 20+ c. He's very tall and musculer and a expert at hand to hand combat. His weapons were taken from his dead father, a ex-military officer. He will do anything for money from guarding to assanitation. He's a fairly good machenic and though he cannot drive, loves to fly. He's saving up what little money he gets to buy a plane and move because his town was bombed and is a wreck. He suffers from paranoia and trusts no one, and is almost always angry

[Clanner]

It cant be an Aftermath SD without the original player!

ME!

So, I believe we should change something in this SD - instead of having players go all over the world, limit it to an island or something, so that we have more interaction.
And plus, what is the point of everything? Lets get a point going on here, us trying to find something important.
Good?

Good.

Norm, back to you in the studio! :D

[Soldier]

OOC: Ah CaptainS you have too ditch a gun, preferably the M-16.
Im posting on behalf of Normaliamnot

[Clanner]

Yeah, thats another thing. Too many guns. This is supposed to be an AFTERMATH, not a gang wars sd.
I say one gun, two other things of equipment, and several days-worth of food.
Nothing more. Thats what the first one had! :D
Norm, back to you again.

[Soldier]

Stop trying to be a mod Clanner cause ur not and never will be :p :drevil: :cool:

[normaliamnot]

*sighs* my computer crashed JUST before I posted a message so forgive me for the shrewdness of this one.

OOC: Soldier - stay on topic, no flames please

We have decided on Melbourne, Australia for the setting for this SD, as Australia is where most of the people in this SD come from

Like we decided, 2 guns, 5 melee weapons... if you want something else in particular, contact me and we will come to some sort of arrangement. (Stryker is allowed 5 grenades)

[Tolian Soran]

Yes, Neo gets to stay in his home town.:D :p

[normaliamnot]

OOC: OK, after a short discussion with Clanner (who is admitidley a lot more experienced with this thing than me), who made me see reason, I have decided to make one more ammendment about this whole weapons situation, and convert to the original Aftermarth rules of one gun, two other pieces of equipment, and enough food to survive for a couple of weeks. Everything else you'll have to find along the way, and no finding entire weapons barracks (errr... yeah, like I tried to do with the first one... hehehe) I hereby grant permission for clanner to co-moderate this thread with me. ;)

[normaliamnot]

Prudence woke up startled by a noise. These days, she just took it for granted that it was simply the chaotic winds that plagued this war-torn town, and not an enemy that made the loud but electrifying swishing sound. She stared into the half-light and let her eyes adjust to her surroundings. She had no idea of time or date, but this was her morning. It could have been the middle of the night for all she knew, it was always dark these days. She wandered out of bed and a memmory struck her. She still had a weeks worth of rations in a safe underneath her bed. Before the war, it held all that was private to her; confidential documents and the likes. She decided to leave it for now, she needed to save as much of it as possible. If she could, she would make this weeks worth of rations last two.

She got up and walked into the bare kitchen. It was a miserable grey colour, and had the faint smell of death and vomit. She had grown used to it, but anybody else who entered would surely pass out. But she was well aware the chances of anyone entering where similar to the chance of the world returning back to it's original state. Over the past 10 years, she had been working on a pump and filter system that would filter the disgusting polluted rain water from the acid rain clouds that the scientests once said would last 50 years or more. From her research, she had discovered this was a true over-statement, designed in the effort to stop the war.

Her estimates said the clouds should begin clearing any time this year, and if she could only find food to live of life could be picking up dramitically soon. She HAD to find other survivors, she had already gone crazy. She planned to set out and do just that tommorow. She had only one goal left in life. To find out just what really caused this hideous war!
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OOC: Clanner - Is that a good enough aim?

[Soldier]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
I hereby grant permission for clanner to co-moderate this thread with me. ;)


OOC: :eek::eek: NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! :eek: :eek:

Ill kept the rifle and machette for weapons
and ill have a dufflebag and flash light + 2 weeks of rations

IC: Robert walked into what would have been a surburban neighbourhood. Glancing left to right he saw shattered homes and could smell the stench of death. A cold chill came over his large body, he shook it off and looked to the horizon. There is saw something he hadnt seen for quite awhile, another person, a woman walking. "HEY!!! OVER HERE!!!" bellowed Robert. "The figure in the distance stopped and turned to walk towards him. Robert picked up the pace and went towards her, and he thought to himself, well maybe Ill finally have a good day.

[Soldier]

OOC: Can I get a REALLY good description of what the scenerie is like. Thanx

[Dark Primus]

I can thinking joining this.

Meet Daniel Keen.
Age: 18
Haircolor: blond
Eyecolors: Blue
Born: Australia
Current position: On a old airfield, with alot of useless junks.
Weapons: One Magnum 45 with 15 rounds, and one rifle of some sort don't know what type of rifles there are on the market. And one close combat twin nife ehm... (hard to explain it but it's similar to what the Predator has on his right arm)
A twin flaslight with solar batteries, without the sun it can last 12 hours. (very similar to those in ST Voyager, with an armband were you can attach it to your arm)
His current positon is in a junkyard of old war veichles used in the war. Tanks, trucks, jeeps, planes and also some civilian veichles, some are of them may be operational but without fuel they won't go anywhere.

For entertainments he reads comics such as Marvel Universe, X-Men, Transformers etc. He lives in a old transport plane, usully used to transport troops, he has made it to his home. His food rations lasts no more ten 2 weeks. His total family was his father, mother and big brother, father and mother are dead while the brother might be out there somewhere.


Is this ok? :)

[normaliamnot]

OOC: OK, Soldier... think of it like this. There has just been a nuclear war, and acid rain clouds cover the earth, the sun barely gets through them. There is a HUGE shortage of water, and it's up to you to think of a creative way to get fresh water until the situation clears up. The city is bascially a ghost town, wrecks of houses up all around the place. There are rumours that the powerful people in government still survive somewhere in an underground bunker of some description, but it was a tabloid "pre-apocolypse" rumour.

Any more subliminal detailing you can invent yourself, by adding to the story. It's up to you to decide what kind of a place you would like to live in, within reason of course.

CLANNER: Grrr... where are you, I need your help with that :D }p

[Dark Primus]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
. For the past 10 years she has bascially been keeping to herself in her slightly damaged mansion, living on the large ammounts of food in her house (ok, ok, I know, 10 years of rations is a little bit over the top, but she was VERY rich =P)

Basically, it's about time there was a female in one of these things, so here she is =P

Unfortunatly for others like those with no experience with money or those who was born after the war aren't so lucky since the world economy has collapsed, and it makes it harder to get food.

[CaptainSheridan]

Zekk Daron sipped some of his last remaining water. His supplies were almost nothing and he needed to get some more. He pulled out his 9mm handgun, loaded it and holstered it. Daron turned around and gazed. There was a air plane there, used by his father during the war. Without fuel it was only good for shelture. He loaded his supplies into his backback, got his equipment and headed into town to try and fine food.

[Tolian Soran]

Once again, is my charictor ok, or do i have change something.

[Stryker]

1 H&K .45 Automatic pistol 500 rounds
1 H&K MP-10 Sub-gun 500 rounds
3 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke Grenades
1 K-Bar Combat Knives
30 Days C-Rations
1 Duffle Bag

[Stryker]

I'm in. My character:

Name: Lyle Owens
Age: Un-determined
Height: 6'4
Weight: 275lbs
Weapons:
1 H&K .45 Automatic pistol with supressor 500 rounds
1 H&K MP-10 Sub-gun with scope and built-in supressor 500 rounds
3 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke Grenades
2 K-Bar Combat Knives
30 Days C-Rations
1 Duffle Bag
1 Flak Jacket
1 Web Gear Set
1 Medical Kit
1 Set of K-6 Binoculars

Bio: Owens is believed to be a former American Delta Force commando. Analitical mind and weapons training go un-explained. Is believed to be a creation of the U.S project 'Future Fight' revealed to the world. Last sighting was in the area of Nevada, close to the former HAWC installation.
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Owens examined the HAWC site through his binoculars.
'Impressive,' he thought.
The base had been hit by large numbers of conventional weapons, and was pretty much flatten. But one building still stood. The R&D building.
He checked his weapons and made his way forward.

[normaliamnot]

OOC: well, clanner, if you are not going to come then i am going to have to allow everyone's current choice for weapons except for Stryker's... you can not have all of that equipment... you can keep:

1 H&K .45 Automatic pistol with supressor 500 rounds
1 H&K MP-10 Sub-gun with scope and built-in supressor 500 rounds

but you can only have 1 of:
3 Frag Grenades + 2 Smoke Grenades
2 K-Bar Combat Knives
1 Duffle Bag
1 Flak Jacket
1 Web Gear Set
1 Medical Kit
1 Set of K-6 Binoculars

14 days rations at the most

[PsyckoSama]

One again I will take Jack, my Jack of all Trades :D

[normaliamnot]

OOC: wow, this is picking up a bit now :D

IC: Prudence walked down the empty baron street, careful not to step in the acidic puddles that lay every direction she went. "What had this place become" she wondered to herself. She had another memory of a rifle that her father had stashed in their oversized garrage and that was her next place of business.

[Stryker]

Fuck. All right, fine. I'll keep the grenades, but I want a back-pack and the rations. Well actually I don't really need the rations as I'm near HAWC. :rolleyes:

[Soldier]

OOC: Norm did you even look at my last post :rolleyes:

IC: The figrue ahead of Robert turned to another direction. "What that, idiot" mumbled Robert. Thinking to himself he thought how the hell couldnt see have seen him, for godsakes he was a giant. He started to run, with his big strids it would take him no time at all to reach her.

[Stryker]

Owen's looked around. Nothing. He sprinted towards the old R&D building. The old palm scanner was still active. Good. He removed his gloves and pressed his palms into the scanner. It began to whir.
"Identity confirmed. Welcome Major Owens," the metallic voice said as the door silently swung aside.
The building was well stocked and, thanks to the security system, untouched. A 1997 Hummer with United States Air Force markings on it sat in one corner. It was well loaded, holding a six-barrel mini-gun, three small crates and two long crates. In the other corner was a EB-52C. The fabled 'Old Dog'. The 'Old Dog' was a modified B-52, able to carry any sort of weapon, including air-to-air missiles. He walked towards it and examined what was on it. Nothing.
He then walked over to the Hummer. He first opened one of the small crates. Inside was gold bullion, maybe $200,000 worth. The second was the same. The third was what he needed. Inside was twenty packets of MRE's, five packets of cigarettes and a bottle of bourbon. Meal Ready to Eat. Three lies in one.
He then checked the longer crates. If they were what he thought they were he would be able to stop anybody. They weren't. Instead of the M-60 machine-guns that he expected, he ony found two 'Stinger' man-portable surface-to-air missile launchers and their missiles.
Not a bad day, but not the best.

[normaliamnot]

OOC: you found that WAY too fast stryker, and it has WAY too much... you are going to have to completely remove that last post...

Soldier - yes, and i posted a bit up giving a brief scenario description and telling you if you want any more, you'll have to create it... i will however draw a map soon for the benefit of players, taking into consideration where everybody is.

Tolian - You're character is fine

Any other complaints/queries you can PM me or get in contact some other way, try to stay on topic and in context.

[Stryker]

The guy's ex-spec-ops. I think he would have found it. Anyway, the 'Old Dog' is going to be useless and I don't give a shit about bullion. The Hummer is going to be out of gas, and the food tastes like shit. Except the boubon.

[Tolian Soran]

ok,thanks.

I know this is VERY bad timming, but i am leave for St. Louis tommorow. If someone wish you may take over my charictor for me. I ask that no one kills him, if you do use him, make sure you take advantage of his aim, he has a sniper rifle with an incredable accurate range(1850 meters). I request that no one has or finds a sniper rifle with that good of a range, or is as acurate with a sniper rifle as Neo, he is supposed to be the best.

[normaliamnot]

OOC:
Stryker: PM please
Tolian: you're character will be safe from any attacks and will be frozen until you're return, have a good trip

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Prudence arrived at the garrage and attempted to turn the large rusted combination lock... and then shot it with her handgun. Inside she found what she had been looking for, the old deer-hunting rifle her father had been so obseesed with. Her, being a vegetarian, never supported her father but so much had changed now... deer had been wiped out, and humans where going fast too. Survival was all that mattered to her now. She picked up the oversized weapon. It was heavy, but she got a firm grip on it and started her walk to wherever the road would take her

[Soldier]

Robert reached the garage the woman had walked into. "Hello? anyone here?"

[normaliamnot]

Prudence jumped, started by the voice. She pointed the weapon she had picked up straight at where she heard the voice, and as her eyes adjusted, she made out the figure of a man, but not just any man, a giant man.

"YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS TO TELL ME WHO OR WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE BEFORE I BLOW YOU INTO BITE SIZE PIECES, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR MISTER GIANT!!!!???"

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OOC: hehe, sorry i missed the first one... if it's not to much bother, just quickly edit that post would ya soldier :p

[Stryker]

Owen's decided to test the first 'Stinger'. First he grabbed as much wood as he could and lit a fire. He then pointed the weapon at the fire he had lit and activated the tracker. Instead of the usual 'deedle' he got an unusual 'fizzle'. He threw the 'Stinger' and ran for the building. It blew up.
He decided not to test the second one.
He then tried to start the Hummer. No gas. The EB-52C was the same. Then he tried to pick up the mini-gun. Too heavy.
Owens then grabbed his pack and filled it with all the MRE's, the bourbon and four of the five packs of cigarettes. The fifth went into his pocket. He then withdrew a Cuban cigar and smoked that as he headed North-ward, towards Seattle.

OOC:
Where are the rest of you guys situated.

[Soldier]

There was enough tension in the room you could cut it with a knife. "WHOA, CALM DOWN LADY!"
"Who are you"
"My name is Robert, Robert Briant, and I have a little with being shot, I dont like it, so if you could just put the gun down".

[Clanner]

*CLANNER PUTS ON HIS MODERATING CLOTHES*

Mmm..havent worn these in ages...okay, now listen to the mod:

NEW RULES:

1) ONE weapon, TWO of any other equipment (except things that are like weapons) and a week's worth of food.

2) You are to STAY in Melbourne until it becomes a neccessity.

3) Cars, trains, planes...any type of autombile or transport is banned. There should be no gas, no electricity, nothing. This is a nuclear war.

4) Random events MAY occur. Be prepared for them.

5) Break rules 1-4 and Im going to kick you out severely!

The aim of this sd is to survive. That is all. Survival is a struggle, and Im sure everyone knows that.

Okay, now, a message to everyone:

To Tolian:
Your character:

Character:
Name: Neo
Hieght:6'2"
Wieght:180
Equipment:
1:Barrett M-82A1 w/200 rounds ammo
2: Backpacks/duffle bags
1 week food and water
Bio: Neo is an ex-military officer from austriala. He is only 19, born after the war, but he has served in the army. He quite after being assigned to city patrol (there really wasn't much of a city there) for punching his commanding officer in the nose, breaking it. He resigned and moved to Melbourne.

To Soldier:
Your Character:

Name: Robert Briant
Age: 19
Height: 7'1
Weight: 173 kgs
Equipment:
1: Rifle.
2: Equipment here, please soldier.
1 week of rations

Bio: Robert's mother was pregnant with him when the war ended. Both were affected by radiation causing his enormous size. His mother did not survive his birth. He grew up with his father and sister, who went missing when he was 8. All he has is a photo and a message that his father wrote to him the day they disapeared.

To Stryker:
Your Character:

Name: Lyle Owens
Age: Un-determined
Height: 6'4
Weight: 275lbs
Weapons:
1 M-16 Automatic Assualt Rifle 1,000 rounds
2 Smoke Grenades
1 week C-Rations

Bio: Owens is believed to be a former American Delta Force commando. Analitical mind and weapons training go un-explained. Is believed to be a creation of the U.S project 'Future Fight' revealed to the world. Last sighting was in the area of Nevada, close to the former HAWC installation. He was then transported to Melbourne as an agent, but the war caused him to lose his orders and become renegade.

To C.S.
Your Character:
Name: Zekk Daron
Age: 24
Height: 6'4 (you had it in inches! :D)
Weight: 160 ?
Weapons:
1 sniper rifle, unknown type
2 Equipment
1 Week worth of food.

Bio:
Daron had a hard live growing up. Supplies of food and water were short. He grew up in very Northern Canada and is unaffected by the cold. He's never visited anywhere with a temperature of 20+ c. Until he moved to Melbourne, at the start of the war. He's very tall and musculer and a expert at hand to hand combat. His weapons were taken from his dead father, a ex-military officer. He will do anything for money from guarding to assanitation. He's a fairly good machenic and though he cannot drive, loves to fly, if there were any planes. He's saving up what little money he gets to buy a plane and move because his town was bombed and is a wreck. He suffers from paranoia and trusts no one, and is almost always angry

Okay, now Norm, your character Bio please, and Ill post mine now:

Name: Ben Harris
Age: 27
Height: 6'5
Weight: 145
Weapons:
1 Conchita assault pistol
Equipment:
- GPS satellite system, currently not-functioning.
- Tracker of some sort - found it on the road one day, doesnt know what it is for.
1 Weeks worth of food.

Bio:
Ben Harris. Your usual James Bond dude. Well, at least he wanted to be. He had signed up with MI-6 just two years before the war. He had been sent to Melbourne for training, but the war began and his hopes were stopped short.
Now, he wants to find who and what happened to his family, his friends, and his way of life. He needs to find this. He cant sleep at night unless he does.
And there is also another person he wishes to find, another agent...if only he remembered her name...

Everyone happy? Can we do a restart now?

[normaliamnot]

i am going to draw a map soon when i have some spare time
atm, i am busy, so you'll just have to wait... just know that we are here and you are there ok :D

[Soldier]

OOC: Clanner you made a mistake on my height im not 7'1, im 8'4. Normal people can grew taller than 7'1. Now I know that you like to abuse power so i aint going to push you, BUT Norm was alright with this and it is his thread and he still has more powe than you here.

[Stryker]

Owens was about three miles from HAWC when it happened. Six guys (he thought they were guys) on dirt-bikes opened up with what looked to be SMG-9's. He hit the dirt. Pulling the MP-10 around he opened fire in a wide-arc. Two of the attackers fell. The other four countinued to attack. One then ran his/her bike over another one's and fell smashing his/her skull into the ground. Owens was able to dispatch the remaining three with ease. But it had cost him two magazines of ammo. He was now down to 440 rounds. One of the biker's began to stir. He pulled the .45 and pointed it at him/her. The biker then removed the helmet.
Besides the blood that was running from her forehead she was beutiful.
"And why did you just attack me?" he asked keeping the .45 pointed squarely at her.
"You're on our turf," she replied wiping a gloved hand over her face.
"Your turf. I only see one of you now," he said.
"Well......"
"Look kid, I don't want to have to kill you, but if you try anything I will. By the way, the names Owens, Lyle Owens," he extended his hand.
"They call me Jade," she said trying to stand.
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OOC: Gotta have compainionship.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
i am going to draw a map soon when i have some spare time
atm, i am busy, so you'll just have to wait... just know that we are here and you are there ok :D

:D

[Clanner]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
i am going to draw a map soon when i have some spare time
atm, i am busy, so you'll just have to wait... just know that we are here and you are there ok :D

Then use the Melway! :D

[Stryker]

Originally posted by Soldier
OOC: Clanner you made a mistake on my height im not 7'1, im 8'4. Normal people can grew taller than 7'1. Now I know that you like to abuse power so i aint going to push you, BUT Norm was alright with this and it is his thread and he still has more powe than you here.

That's right. You can't just come in and take command. Nom asked if you wan't to co-moderate this SD, and he has already said what we can carry. So don't be arsehole.

[Soldier]

Ignore this

[normaliamnot]

OOC: OK, I accept Clanner's rules, however, I also accept your advantage of your height Soldier, however, that can be considered one of your pieces of equipment, to make things fair.

Stryker - I was NOT happy with your post or your character and anything that Clanner decideds I will stick by

Clanner - Get the melways, then put a bit of acid over it... hehehehehe

[Clanner]

Oy...Im seeing the Crash SD all over again...dejavu...:rolleyes:

Okay, a few things:

1) Stryker, post *nullified*
2) Soldier, you are NOT going to be 8'4. That is ridiculous. Nobody grows that big because of radiactivity. And if you did, you would be dead right about now. The tallest person in the world only lived until his 20s.
3) I am Co-moderator in this thread, and YOU WILL RESPECT MY AUTHORITY.
So, I have the same and equal right as norm does, right norm? (much like BS and Fenris.)

[Stryker]

Originally posted by Soldier
Ignore this

And what does that mean? I am not going to up and go from Nevada, to bloody Melbourne. Nevada's soooooo much nicer.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Stryker


And what does that mean? I am not going to up and go from Nevada, to bloody Melbourne. Nevada's soooooo much nicer.
YOU ARE NOT IN NEVADA!! READ YOUR NEW BIO!!! :rolleyes:

And sorry, Norm. If you want to keep Soldiers...unusualness, thats your resolve. :)

[normaliamnot]

Clanner: let him have his size, it can be a good thing and a bad thing

PMs for complaints, please, either PM me or Clanner or both of us, keep this as far on topic as possbile.

And, stryker, this is MELBOURNE orientated, you are in MELBOUNRE, not Nevada, as much as you'd like to be!

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"Couldn't say no to someone so tall ey!" she smiled and placed the gun on the ground
"My name is Prudence, and I need help. I am a little crazy, are you crazy. I haven't spoken to anyone for a very long time, 120 months or more! HeHeHe" the war certainly had took it's toll on poor Prudence's sanity!

[Stryker]

FINE

BUT I AIN'T IN THE FUGGEN CITY!!!!!

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Stryker
FINE

BUT I AIN'T IN THE FUGGEN CITY!!!!!

I AM *THIS* CLOSE TO KICKING YOU OUT, STRYKER! I SAID EVERYONE IS IN THE CITY! THEN THEY MOVE ON!

:rolleyes::rage::rage::rage:

[Stryker]

Originally posted by Clanner


I AM *THIS* CLOSE TO KICKING YOU OUT, STRYKER! I SAID EVERYONE IS IN THE CITY! THEN THEY MOVE ON!

:rolleyes::rage::rage::rage:

Goddamned sheep. And now if I want to stay in, I have to be one.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Stryker


Goddamned sheep. And now if I want to stay in, I have to be one.

I DITTO MY LAST POST! :rage:

[Soldier]

OOC:The Ignore this was a accidental post.

Clanner - Sorry about the whole you like abusing power thing, just got a little ticked off about it cause Norm said it was alright. Everything else I agree with you

[Stryker]

'I hate this place,' Owens thought as he walked through the remains of Melbourne.
'There's no real reason that I should be here,' he was walking down Swanston Street. From their he could see the docks. Maybe he could find a boat and get back to Nevada.

[Clanner]

IC:

The docks were not very meaningful to Ben Harris. But, he had already concocted up a lure and line, and found a worm trying to escape the outside world.
He had found a hook, tied it onto the string, put the worm on and chucked it in. This would, at least, be his first good meal in a while.
Behind him, he could hear the bubbling of a sunken boat. It was the last one, but had a hole in it, and therefore sank pretty quickly. Harris was going to get the wood from it, but it was too late.
He got a pull on his line. He quickly reacted and threw up the line - on the end, was a giant fish with three eyes and two tails.
"AH!" he yelled, throwing the line and everything into the water.
Im never going fishing again...

[Stryker]

'No boat's,' Owens was surprised to see.
'Oh well better start swimming,' he thought as he headed into the water. He was then poisoned by the radiation, and died.
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OOC: Clanner, you have just f*&#^@ up an SD that I was starting to enjoy with all your stupid rules. I'm leaving.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Stryker
'No boat's,' Owens was surprised to see.
'Oh well better start swimming,' he thought as he headed into the water. He was then poisoned by the radiation, and died.
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OOC: Clanner, you have just f*&#^@ up an SD that I was starting to enjoy with all your stupid rules. I'm leaving.
Enjoy because you were a POWERGAMER!

:rolleyes:

Rules are there to be followed. If you cant, then thats YOUR problem.

Soldier, thanks for your cooperation, and glad to see we are actually working TOGETHER! :d

[Stryker]

Originally posted by Clanner

Enjoy because you were a POWERGAMER!

:rolleyes:

Rules are there to be followed. If you cant, then thats YOUR problem.

Soldier, thanks for your cooperation, and glad to see we are actually working TOGETHER! :d

Incorrect dumbass. No doubt you'll find some thing and use it to blow up the world. If their ever is another one of these, I'll have my weapon as a damned NEUTRON BOMB!!!! BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Stryker


Incorrect dumbass. No doubt you'll find some thing and use it to blow up the world. If their ever is another one of these, I'll have my weapon as a damned NEUTRON BOMB!!!! BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

:rolleyes: Did he just prove my point???

Okay, Stryker - you are BANNED from this SD. If you post one more time, I WILL call the moderators. FULL STOP.

Sorry, Norm. But Stryker is one of the few people that can upset gameplay.
The rest of us - LET THE GAMES BEGIN!! :D

[Soldier]

OOC: One less dickhead to worry about.:D

IC: "Glad we got that under control" breathed Robert. "Well, you the first person ive seen in months. I suggest that we stick together, work together and find some decent shelter" said Robert as he looked at the tattered house.
"Right, well I think that there are some houses near here that werent severely damaged".
"Good, lets go there and make sweet, sweet love".;7 (Kidding)

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Soldier
OOC: One less dickhead to worry about.:D

IC: "Glad we got that under control" breathed Robert. "Well, you the first person ive seen in months. I suggest that we stick together, work together and find some decent shelter" said Robert as he looked at the tattered house.
"Right, well I think that there are some houses near here that werent severely damaged".
"Good, lets go there and make sweet, sweet love".;7 (Kidding)

You dont know how bad that sounds...

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IC:

Ben saw the guy jump into the water. He was about to yell for him to stop, but it was too late, so he simply added 'dickhead...' and walked away from the docks.
Man, I really need a drink...
Where could he get one? The water was contaminated. But he had heard about several pubs near swanston street...

[normaliamnot]

OOC: Just for the fun of it }p

IC:
"I'm sorry honey, you aint my type" She said jokingly
They entered into one of the houses and began a plan. Prudence had once heard a rumour of pubs near the ruins of swantson st. from travelers who stopped into her house, mainly for sex, sometimes just for a place to stay. She never fell pregnant, which suggests that male reprudictive systems had been damaged in the war.
"We'll head in that direction tommorow morning" she exclaimed, and they retried to the haven of bed, and for once in Prudence's life, a comfortable sleep

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Glad stryker is gone, now we can get this show on the road

[Clanner]

OOC: LOL! :D

Will post more tommorrow.

[Soldier]

Originally posted by Clanner
OOC: LOL! :D

Will post more tommorrow.

Ditto

[Clanner]

IC:

Ben Harris walked into a ruined old building. Inside, it was dark, smelly and had a hint of alcohol.
He walked to the counter and opened the till - three hundred dollars. He picked up the money and put it in his pocket.
Then, he walked towards the bar where he grabbed two bottles of whisky, a bottle of gin, three cans of VB and a bottle of Vodka. They were the only ones who were still intact.
He put them all in his backpack, all except for one can of VB. He opened it and began to drink.
From behind him, a shadow emerged. The stick it held in its hand was long and wonky, and at the tip was a sharp piece of metal - a knife.
Ben noticed the old man's reflection in the mirror behind the till. He quickly turned around, dropped the can, crouched and withdrew his Conchita assault pistol, instantly withdrawing the sheathed blade. He did it all in one swift motion, taking less than a second to do.
The old man stabbed at him, but missed since he had moved position. Ben sliced the man's wrinkly old legs, small bits of blood poured out, and the man howled in pain.
"Who the hell are you?" The man did not respond. Instead, he withdrew a Glock from his old worn-out robes.
"DIE!" he yelled, and fired. Ben had just enough time to move his main torso out of the way, but his shoulder was graced by the bullet.
In self-defense, Ben fired at the man. Two bullets, ejected from the double-barrell of the Conchita pistol, crashed into the mans head, nearly square between his eyes.
The man dropped to the floor, blood already pooling on the ground below his head.
Ben was puffing loudly. His energy had been excruitiatingly strained, and he was so thirsty too. He wanted the Beer so badly - but knew it would make him more thirsty.
"Damn old man.." he said, walking away from the bar. From the other side of the street, he noticed two shapes walking towards the same bar. He withdrew the pistol one more time - this time, no mistakes...

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In come Soldier and Norm! :D

[Soldier]

Robert and Prue were heading down the street checking out all the buildings for anything that could be useful. They hadnt had much success. They only found about a days worth of food and water.

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Further down the street Ben had his pistol trained on the figures walking his way. "What the fu..." he daid when he looked at the size of one of them. The other was female and quite tall but even she was dwarfed by this guy. He shook his head "Damn that was some beer". He started walking towards the two, gun still trained on the bug one. He could now see they too had weapons.

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Prue looked up and saw the man with the gun pointed at them. "Uhh, Rob I think that man up there has a problem with us". Robert looked to the distance and saw an unknown assailant. He was a male and he was pointing a GUN AT THEM!!
"Damn trigger happy prick!"
"I suggest we get out of sight".
"Thats easy for you to say".
Robert may have been big but he was extremely fast too. He grabbed Prue by the waist and ran towards a door and crashed through it. Inside he saw a small group of what looked like teenagers. They withdrew knives.

"Oh shit talk about of of the frying pan and into the fire".

[normaliamnot]

"Who the hell are you kids" screamed Prudence furiously. She'd had just about enough threatning looking people for one day, a gang of teenagers was the last thing she wanted to see. The teenagers didn't respond, and instead fled of into the distance. They left behind with them a small crate. Prudence went to open it, and inside was a small collection of maps, most of far away cities in far away countries, but one stood out. It was a map of the Melbounre CDB, and attached it, a map of parlianment house including the secret rooms and all.
"Here" Prudence exclaimed "This is where we are going next"
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OOC: Try not to pull too many meaningless characters into the game, you don't want to end up being considered a powergamer :D

[Soldier]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
OOC: Try not to pull too many meaningless characters into the game, you don't want to end up being considered a powergamer :D

Who was that directed too?

[normaliamnot]

OOC: Everyone in the thread, but it was just a joke coz of the whole Stryker thing, don't take it seriously :p

oh, btw, just to give an idea of timeline, after doing a bit of previous SD research, I have come to the conclusion the 3rd world war started some time around 2050-80 (2073 says a recent WW3 thread) and lasted 20 years. This SD takes place 10 years after the war ended and we are in an apocolyptic state. Human population of the world is less than 1000 now, most of what survived where animals living in the deep ocean far away from the terror. Practically all land animals are dead, you see a few birds every now and again but they are basically too mutated to even recognize their species. Fish near land are all dead from the water. So for the hell of it, the year is 2088.
That cool?

[Soldier]

Sounds Good.

[Clanner]

OOC: LOL! :D
Nice timeline, there, Norm. Ill try to post an actual storyline addition for it.

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Ben Harris watched the two flee from him. Obviously they didnt want a fight like the last guy did.
He ran after them, and noticed they had gone inside a building.
He entered the building, gun still withdrawn, and noticed several kids running outside.
"What the...?" he said, puzzled. Inside, a woman and the extremely tall giant were looking at a map.
He put his gun down. These two were not looking for a fight.
"Hello there..." he said, and the other two spun around, surprised. "Wait!" he said, watching them reach into their pockets, "I'm Ben Harris. I thought you guys were some crazy dudes - long story - but I see now you are normal."
"Yeah - Im normal - but him?" the woman said, pointing at the giant.
They all laughed. Ben found that the woman's name was Prudence, and that the giant's name was Rob.
"Anywayz, what's this thing you're looking at?"

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Time to make friends...;). Where is everybody else?

[normaliamnot]

OOC: Remember, not everyone is everyone else's friend... and not everyone can come together. In the real world, people that seem good to some people aren't friends of others

But we'll make a good little bunch

IC:
"This thing, looks like a map of the city and of the old parlianment building. During the war, before the crazies droped the bombs, there was a rumour of government officials all over the world being stashed away deep inside the bowles of their various political embassay's and buidlings. They said the old parlianment house in Melbourne was one of those very buildings, and although it's a long shot, I wouldn't mind checking it out. Now, you guys don't have to come if you don't want, I am capable enough to do this alone, but I could do with the companionship. Are you in or are you out?"

[Brant]

I'm new to this, and this looks pretty cool, so I guess I'll join. This is my character:

Name: Joshua Brant
Height: 6'4
Weight: 220lbs
Weapons: Colt M1911A1 with 8-round magazine plus 40 more rounds
Bull whip
Back pack
4 days food and water

Bio: Brant is a farmer who came to the city to see what he could find. Upon arrival his truck gave up, so he is now contemplating how to get back. On his farm is what he needs to survive.

[Brant]

Joshua Brant got underneath his old, beat-up Toyota and scowled. The whole diff had colapsed and the truck was now useless. Hell if he had his tool kit he could fix it, but no he'd thought the truck was fine so he didn't bring it.
Pretty damn stupid.
He opened the door of the truck, took out the keys, checked his .45 and placed his supplies into his back-pack. He then started to head towards the centre of the great expanse that was left of Melbourne.
'First thing, find a truck, then get back to Oak Ridge,' he thought as he trudged along. Oak Ridge was his farm about one hundred and sixty kilometres North-West of Melbourne. He had left his seven remaining cattle, his tractor, and most importantly his Marlin carbine .30-30 rifle and his Remington Model 870 pum-action deer gun.
He then spotted movement near, if he remembered right, the old Parliment Building.
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How's that?

[Brant]

Brant made his way slowly towards the three figures. One was a huge guy, the second was what looked to be a woman and third looked like some sort of spec-ops solider. He safed the Colt and walked out into the open, with his hands empty to show himself.

[Soldier]

Robert saw the figure coming towards them open handed, "Good another SANE person, maybe they arnt such a rariety".

[normaliamnot]

OOC: The way we're going, everyone is going to have met each other within a couple of days, I'm going to have to nullify the last couple of posts. Melbourne is a fairly big place, and if everyone comes together and becomes each others friends within a couple of days, the story is going to get VERY boring.

Also, you'll have to remove the cattle. They have all died during the war.

I'll post in context once this is sorted out, but apart from that you're character is fine.

[CaptainSheridan]

OOC: Time for me to join.


Daron walked towards the old building. He was searching for any food, and that was the last building. Without stopping, he kicked the door off. Inside were several people one who has huge. Daron was ready to fight, but instead he continued walking calmly.
"I am Zekk Daron. Now who the hell are you people?"

[normaliamnot]

OOC: soz sheridan, you too... you'll have to be alone for a while or meet another person

post nullified

[Clanner]

Okay, everybody will now give their positions - exactly - as to where they are. Me norm and Soldier are all in a building in swanston street. You other guys?

[normaliamnot]

OOC:
Clanner: I am crap at these kinda things, so if you'd be so kind, draw us a map so we can get a better idea of where everyone is.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by normaliamnot
OOC:
Clanner: I am crap at these kinda things, so if you'd be so kind, draw us a map so we can get a better idea of where everyone is.

Okay, you'll have to wait a bit. And Brant, welcome to the show. :)

[normaliamnot]

Don't forget about this :(
Come on, people gotta post. I wanna keep this alive a little longer, it's just starting to get controled and interesting and a little bigger

[Tolian Soran]

I leave for 5 DAYS and this place to to hell. as far as i can see, clanner now controls the thread, and is going to kick poeple out becuase he thinks he is a real mod or something:rolleyes:

Atleast i still have my sniper rifle:D

[Soldier]

No Tolian you dont, mainly cause this thread is dead, well in my opinion anyway.

[normaliamnot]

OOC: it's only dead coz of ppl like you soldier, who refuse to post for a few days for no reason

i am still active, is anybody else gonna bother?

[normaliamnot]

*sighs* ok, i will post again, see if it picks up again

IC:
"Okay guys, this is where we are entering from. Rob... you can stand out here and protect us, no offense dude, but you will do a lot more for us out here than in there, and you won't exactley do much for suprise if anyone is in there" Prudence instructed, playing with her gun as she did so
"Yeah, okay, I get the point, I got my weapon, I can handle the situation out here"
"Okay, then we're gonna head inside"
The newly joined pair headed into the cold dark remains that was the old parlianment house. Ben was calm and cool and Prudence was overexcited and not afraid of anything. Together, the pair had endured all sorts of hardships over the last 10 years, and bravery was something that you just had to have to survive. They didn't creep, or remain silent, they walked in, Prudence occasionally shooting bursts of bullets into the wall and having a rather unusual conversation with Ben about the fish that rained down a couple of months ago and how Ben tried to eat one and got sick for weeks, and met another nice guy who was now dead. Finally, they got to the room that they wanted to be at. Prudence found it was locked, and shot at the lock with her gun, but it was no use.

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Soldier - wanna split away from us... no offense of course }p

[Tolian Soran]

Ok, it isn't dead.

IC:
Neo walked down a street in his home town. His snipe rifle ready. He was searching for a new camp site. Most roof tops where collapsed on the useful buildings. He had been searching for about 12 hours that day and it was nearing sun down. He saw in the distand a group of large biuldings that appeared still in good condition. When he arrived he found a number of government buildings still standing. He proseded to the roof top of a corner one. It gave an excellant vantage point, you could see for a few wiles in all directions and up and down three street. the area below was empity, with no hiding places, excepted for a parked car on the far side of the street across from him. There was a street infront of the biulding and one leading striaght away from it. the raods where empty and only one entrance/exit to the roof. There were the remains of a bums living place,a blantet and a few pieces of fire wood and 20 matches. He settled down for the night, and went to sleep with out eating.

[d00m$day]

I wanna join!

Name: Julian "The Anonymous" Mackenzie
Age: 19
Race: African-American
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 185lbs
Appearance: Light reddish-brown skin, shaved head with goatee, black leather trenchcoat, dresses like Blade.
Equipment:
Solar-powered flashlight
first aid kit
1 week of rations
1 Dragon Head Katana


Bio: Born right after the devastation of World War 3, Julian was an unwilling subject of the harsh radiation plaguing the planet. As a result, his reaction time, intelligence, speed, and agility were heightened beyond that of an average human. Taken in by masters of several styles of martial arts, Julian was trained in multiple forms of fighting, quickly mastering such styles as Gung Fu, Ninjitsu, Bushido, June Keet Do, Kung Fu, and other styles. In an horrific ambush by mutated humans, the small community where Julian grew up was utterly destroyed, with him being the sole surivor. He now wanders the unfamiliar streets of Melbourne, Austrailia aimlessly trying to find a place to belong.


OOC: Most of his fighting relies on melee tactics. His enhanced abilities are not too enhanced, just about 2-3x that of a normal human. He can dodge a bullet if he's far away enough, and has an IQ of about 220. He's fast and quick, not having too much strength.

[Clanner]

Okay - I suggest a restart, this time we will have people starting all over VICTORIA instead of just Melbourne. Deal?

[d00m$day]

Stop restarting!

[Tolian Soran]

No restart, just keep it going, If it dies Clanner can restart it with the current rules.

d00m$day:Read the rules or Clanner will redo your charitor for you.

[d00m$day]

What's wrong with my character? The mutation?

[Tolian Soran]

Originally posted by d00m$day
What's wrong with my character? The mutation?

You can only have one weapon, and two peices of equipment, and 1 weeks rations, clanners orders.

[d00m$day]

Made the edit...but Clanner can eat a dick.

[Tolian Soran]

Originally posted by d00m$day
Made the edit...but Clanner can eat a dick.

LoL, yeah i know it sucks. :p

Also so, do you really think you could see a bullet coming at you if it was fired from 1850 yards and find where it was coming from in time?

[Stryker]

Okay, I've spoke to Clanner about this and he says that he'll approve it.
The re-start will involve this:

1. Each character is allowed two weapons, but can only carry 200 rounds of ammunition. That means if you carry two guns, well you're stuffed. And two weapons includes matchettes, cattle prods and other unconventional weapons.

2. If you use all your ammo, you can't just say that you find some more.

3. Once every ten days or so Solider, Norm, Clanner and myself will draw out random things out of a hat. It will go for ourselves as well. Generally it'll be tools and other things you need, but we'll throw in some random events too.

4. Each person gets a flash-light, a backpack, a pocket knife (which doesn't count as one of your weapons), seven days of rations, a bandage, some antiseptic and a map of Victoria.

5. No military-grade weapons as of yet. It would be unfair to all and we don't want to promote power-gaming. That means no sniper-rifles, assualt-rifles, sub-machine guns, rocket launchers, grenades, man-portable SAM's and mini-guns. Weapons will be shotguns, handguns, rifles, knives and ad-hoc weapons such as I mentioned before.

6. No special-military experience. If anything, you would be just a front line grunt.

7. No vehicles or electronic gear. EMP's hit the world so GPS, computers and other stuff don't work. Vehicles are useless as they have computers and, there are no spare-parts or fuel.

Generally that's it. So if you have problems PM them to either Norm, Solider, Clanner or myself.

[Tolian Soran]

What? Why are we restarting.
Also if the restart is going to happen anyways, I want everything i have in this, and I can, following the rules, have everthing I have in this one.

[d00m$day]

Make another thread.

[Clanner]

Very Well, a restart will occur.
Tolian, Doomsday, please, I know I may seem like the evil mod, but seriously the last ASD died because of powergaming - too many weapons and superpowers. The first ASD was fine because it didnt have all these things, but it died because it was set all over earth, which is a heck of a big place and there was no character interaction.
I want this SD to actually survive more than a month. Thats why I changed the rules. So please, stop bagging and start cooperating.

The rules, the characters and everything will remain the same. The only thing that will change is the starting positions, and the overall area - which will be changed to Victoria.

Okay, norm, start the new thread! Unless you want me to, in which case i will. :)

[Tolian Soran]

Ok, thats fine. I'll go with it. I won't this to last too. I'm glad my charictor stays the say(including the rifle).

Where is this Victoria place going to be, and could you make a map of it.

[Clanner]

Yup, wilco. A map of the State of Victoria, (ie. The Garden State) in Australia, coming up! :D

[normaliamnot]

ok, keep the thread, keep the characters, and i keep my first couple of posts (which i will repost) rules changed slightly, location expanded (i didn't mean litterally the melbourne cbd in the first place anyway, but yeat, the whole of vic is good)

over to you clanner :rolleyes:

[Clanner]

Eh...no, restart the thread. It can also allow new players to enter the fray. :)

[Clanner]

http://www.visitvictoria.com.au/displayObject.cfm?objectid=000681C8-7B81-1AE7-A6DD80C476A90206

Best I could come up with. :)

[normaliamnot]

picture doesn't even open for me... ok, let me create new thread then

just a second :drevil:

[Clanner]

post the rules up in the new thread, and Ill see about the link.

[Clanner]

LINK IS NOW WORKING! :D

[Tolian Soran]

Everyone move to the new thread. It has been restarted.

[Clanner]

Oh, mods....:D.

[Tolian Soran]

lol, shall we close it? if so.

Oh FENRIS!!:p :D

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Tolian Solan
lol, shall we close it? if so.

Oh FENRIS!!:p :D

Yeah...eh...what he said! :D

[Tolian Soran]

Jeez, Fenris is slacking. These things are usualy closed within an hour of his calling.

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Tolian Solan
Jeez, Fenris is slacking. These things are usualy closed within an hour of his calling.

Yeah - and I didnt even want the Aussie thread shut down and they did! They *thought* I wanted it to be! :rolleyes::rage:

[Soldier]

The thread is alive....ALIVE

but we want it dead :D

FENRIS WHERE ART THOU????

[Clanner]

Originally posted by Soldier
The thread is alive....ALIVE

but we want it dead :D

FENRIS WHERE ART THOU????

*sees Fenris waving a baseball bat*

RUN! :D

[normaliamnot]

yeah, close this thread plz

[Tolian Soran]

yes close it and preserve. It was a great story.:(