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[Fniff]

1/1/2033
Citizenship Acquisition and Acquirement Vending Droid (CAAVD)
Hello, Unregistered Citizen #3C44560!

Either you have just arrived to the city of London or you are merely registering for the first time as an independent citizen. Either way, we hope you enjoy your stay in London, the last bastion of civilization in the south of England and/or Europe! We are ruled by the benevolent military dictator The Colonel who has transformed London from a hellhole filled with bandits and the undead into a shining reflection of it's past glory, with a great future to look forward to.

A short guide to the city of London. It has been divided into sectors since the Colonel took control, so remember these places if you wish to become part of the citizenry. North Sector has been abandoned since the bombs dropped, please do not go there. East Sector is the residential section of the city with plenty of quaint nooks and crannies! Central Sector is the home of the Colonel and his army, where they train day and night to protect you. West Sector is the industrial part of the city where food is manufactured for the people to enjoy and where the electricity that powers your home is made. South Sector is the more pleasant part of the city where one can go to a cafe and enjoy the good sunset that a nuclear winter allows.

Please fill out this form if you wish to become part of the great city of London as an official citizen. We hope you enjoy your stay.

Name:
Job: Wanderer/Independant Contractor
Bio:
Equipment: This droid would like to remind you that ammo is a commodity, so consider having a back-up weapon or no gun entirely!
Mutant Ability: If you are not a mutant, skip this question below. Do you have a deformity like horns or the general appearance of a wolf, or do you have the ability to lift objects with your mind? Please enter it here.
Skill: If you are not a human, skip to the question above. Are you especially skilled in a certain art like shooting people or picking locks? Please put it down here.

[scapheap]

Name: Richard Iron
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Normal enough lad if you fail to notice the left arm, he hasn't had the best live what with being kick out by his parents(because of the arm)and living alone(because of the arm).
Equipment: Revolver, Broadsword.
Mutant Ability: Left arm is covered in red coloured carapace(equal to steel)and end in a hand like claw
Skill: If you are not a human, skip to the question above. Are you especially skilled in a certain art like shooting people or picking locks? Please put it down here.

[Firelordsky]

Name: Richard Iron
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Normal enough lad if you fail to notice the left arm, he hasn't had the best live what with being kick out by his parents(because of the arm)and living alone(because of the arm).
Equipment: Revolver
Mutant Ability: Left arm is covered in red coloured carapace and end in a hand like claw
Skill: If you are not a human, skip to the question above. Are you especially skilled in a certain art like shooting people or picking locks? Please put it down here.

Allen Walker?

[scapheap]

Name: Richard Iron
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Normal enough lad if you fail to notice the left arm, he hasn't had the best live what with being kick out by his parents(because of the arm)and living alone(because of the arm).
Equipment: Revolver
Mutant Ability: Left arm is covered in red coloured carapace and end in a hand like claw
Skill: If you are not a human, skip to the question above. Are you especially skilled in a certain art like shooting people or picking locks? Please put it down here.

Allen Walker?

Damn you right, I was thinking of Nero.

[Jbg97]

Name: Dominic Mutare
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Slightly unhinged man after the Colonel had him near beaten to death for a small quip against him. Now, his purpose in life is to just keep causing chaos everywhere until something changes for the better.
Equipment: Silenced assault rifle, Silenced .45 caliber sub-sonic handgun, some ammo for both, and a pair of cool ass sunglasses.
Mutant Ability: a couple a telepathic abilities such as: a psychic scream that usually knocks out people untrained to withstand it, reading minds, and the ability to stimulate portions of any non-psychically protected person's brain to induce almost any feeling or sensation.

[OREOSOME]

Name: Mikhail Kelarn
Job: Independant Contractor
Bio: I grew up on the eastern side of the Isles, fixing machines for a living in this giant tunnel, right across from the mainland of Europe.
Equipment: Small Crowbar/Saber.
Mutant Ability: Technopathy. I talk to machines, and I fix them.
Skill: See above.

[lawastooshort]

Name: Ariane Henrikssen
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Ariane was a professional concert bassoonist, but there's not much use for that now. Reluctant to leave her adopted home town, she drifts between waitressing jobs in the southern quarter of the city, still assiduously keeping up her practice in the hope of one day returning to the life of before.
Equipment: Nice clothes. A concealed dagger. A bassoon (at home). A tuning fork. A bag of pistachios.
Mutant ability: Capable of short bursts of controlled invisibility.

[mcclay]

Name: Charles Carter
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Had family in what was Amercia, after the bombs dropped they fled across the sea to England and have travled the lands ever since
Equipment: old assult rifle with two clips, heriloom sword
Family Ability: Dreamwalker: can enter peoples dreams and muck around in them.
Skill: If you are not a human, skip to the question above. Are you especially skilled in a certain art like shooting people or picking locks? Please put it down here

[GreatWyrmGold]

Name: Nunoyer Biznes
Job: Wanderer
Bio: Also none of your business! I'm willing to work here, as long as I get a couple meals a day and a place to sleep. What's with these people?
Equipment: Clothes on back, Crowbar, Wood Axe, Revolver, 8 Bullets, 5 Granola Bars
Mutant Ability: Sufficient patience not to destroy annoying machines; Four Arms; Notably Strong
Skill: Sarcasm

NOTE: Reccomended for occupation with high turnover rate

[Firelordsky]

Name: Arik Knickerson
Job: Independent Contractor
Bio: Arik grew up in the Northern part of Ireland and fled over to England to get to London.
Equipment: Two Hand-axes, 5 throwing knives.
Mutant Ability: Hemomancy: I control blood.

[Fniff]

Across the city, several people enter their profile into the CAAVD. Some of these people will do interesting things. Others will die and be forgotten. But only one shall be focused on by the dark gods that rule this broken land, the gods that cry for blood and horror. They bicker and argue for who shall be in the spotlight, but there is the click of a finger. A quiet slaver wrapped in black bandages, a soldier wearing a skull and holding a massive bastard sword, and a sorcerer in a gasmask with a painted on grin raise their voices without speaking. With the flick of a hand the sorcerer has a die, made out of the finest bone. He tosses it, and the chattering of bone upon the ground echoes throughout the hall. Clearly these fellows hold power. Who could they be?

Who knows. The die is still rolling. It stops, shaking slightly from the movement, and finally... is still. A black three glares upward. The Sorcerer looks at his comrades. They nod.

Across the city, you feel an odd chill. You step away from the large, rectangular vending machine after filling in your profile. The sky is a pasty grey as the skyscrapers (Some fallen, some still standing) rise above the shanties and the rubble. The street itself is almost empty of people, and all the buildings are either abandoned or being used as squats. You pull your coat on tighter to keep the chills away. Your name is Mikhail Kelarn, and you are in need of a job. You are in the East Sector of London currently. What are you going to do?

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

10 Credits
Crowbar
Coat
Accommodations: None
Hunger: Full

[OREOSOME]

((Is this going to be a suggestion game type deal? I'm gonna assume yes.))
Look for a repair job, say, in the west sector, perhaps?

[Fniff]

Yep, this is a suggestion game.

[Fniff]

You decide that a repair job would indeed the best idea. You begin to head out to the West Sector, a hive of broken pipes, factories and the sound of industry. The omnipresent chimney stacks and the spiraling mills filled with people pump out smoke like an evil creature. There is a holographic board hanging on one of the walls that seems to be one of those job boards. You walk over and look over it, but there isn't any jobs going at the moment for mechanics. You feel a bit annoyed.

[Jbg97]

Find a weak looking person, mug them in a back alleyway.