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[jakeread1]

Sorry about the wall of text. Turns will be about every 1-2 days. May increase max player count at a later date.

Spoiler: Perks (click to show/hide)

 Out of the goodness of my heart, I’ll allow you to make your own perks, but I reserve the right to modify your perks. For every good perk, you must have a bad perk, to a maximum of 2 pairs of perks.

Spoiler: Skills (click to show/hide)

 At the beginning you can only choose one skill point in 3 separate skills.  Each point in a skill gives a +1, up to a maximum of +3 per roll, the next two skill points in that skill will give secret perks which will be revealed when you earn them. You can increase the amount of skill points in a skill by doing an important mission and using that skill the most. An example would be shooting all the guards at an internment camp with a pistol, instead of sneaking, or lock picking your way in.
Assault Rifle: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim an assault rifle.
Sniper Rifle: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a sniper rifle.
Pistol: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a pistol.
Shotgun: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a shotgun.
Rifle: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a rifle.
Sub-Machine Gun: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a SMG.
Launchers: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a launcher.
Machine Guns: Your ability to use, maintain, and aim a machine gun.
Explosives: Your ability to use, maintain, arm, and place explosives.
Cars: Your ability to drive, and maintain regular cars.
Helicopters: Your ability to drive, and maintain helicopters.
APCS: Your ability to drive, and maintain APCS.
Tanks: Your ability to drive, and maintain tanks.
Aircraft: Your ability to drive, and maintain aircraft.
Boats: Your ability to drive, and maintain boats.
Stealth: Your ability to keep yourself hidden from enemies.
Lockpicking: Your ability to open locked doors.
Hacking: Your ability to hack into computers and access security systems and files.
Persuasion: Your ability to persuade enemy and ally to your point of view.
Engineering: Your ability to repair, maintain, and construct various fortifications.

Spoiler: Setting (click to show/hide)

 This game takes place in 2076, after half a decade of hard fighting The New Soviet Block has conquered almost all of the world. With all other major governments, killed or in exile, the NSB have secured a total victory. Up to 2012 this setting just followed the real world, but shortly after the first quarter of 2014 an alliance was formed between China, North Korea, various Middle Eastern nations, and some eastern European nations. It was called The New Soviet Block. After decades of absorbing smaller nations and strategic assassinations on the part of the KGB, The New Soviet Block had conquered all of the east, and absorbed the members of the alliance under one flag. Ten years ago from the current year, 2076, The New Soviet Block launched a surprise attack against the US, Canada, Mexico, Australia, Brazil, and the U.K and its various allies. After 4 years of heavy fighting, Australia has surrendered, marking the end of the war, known as The Great Conquest. With the end of the war came a new, authoritarian dictator, Adrik Ivanov. He has spent the last 6 years imposing heavy restrictions, and slaughtering all dissidents. The working class are now reduced to slavery, and the government administrators are the only ones who can afford the luxury of 3 square meals a day. Now that the NSB has molded the Earth into their only personal hell scape, what can one do but wish for a better world?

tl;dr: Soviet Russia is back and more crazy than ever, the world is pretty much a massive Detroit now.

Spoiler: Character Sheets (click to show/hide)

 
Name:
Age:
Personality: Describe your personality in a few sentences. 
Bio: Your biography, try to manage at least a paragraph.
Reason for fighting: Feel free to lie about this and PM me the real reason if you feel like a little bit of back stabbery.
Appearance: What you look like.
Preferred starting location: You all start in the same place, so try and reach a consensus on this one.
Skills: Only 3 skill points, in three different skills.
Perks: Optional, max of 2 pairs of one good and one bad.
Starting Items: No more then 5, no firearms, no armor, no explosives, keep it simple please.

Spoiler: Miscellaneous Rules (click to show/hide)

Post actions in bold, dialogue in italics, and OOC stuff in double parenthesis. You are allowed to betray each other. You can take actions against your ‘allies’ by dropping me a PM with your action. There will be a fame meter, the more fame you have the more people will join your cause, and the more soldiers will be after you. This is open world, so if you feel you are losing in your starting location, feel free to try and trek to a new location. This will end when the NSB have taken over the entire world, the resistance is broken and player characters have died 20 times. Not everyone has to be a leader, feel free to make your own ruling structure. You can try and get funding from the remaining countries, but they all have their own agendas.

Spoiler: Waitlist (click to show/hide)

Alexandria
BFEL
Harry Baldman

[GreatWyrmGold]

(No, not Detroit!)

Spoiler: Pyoter Rodiovich (click to show/hide)

Age: 49
Personality: Thoughtful and impersonal
Bio: Pyoter was once
Appearance: A thin man with tanned skin. He has dark eyes and graying blonde hair worn in a simple, practical, short style; by contrast, his beard is long (although still well-kept). He wears simple clothes, mostly white or blue, and almost completely lacks eyebrows.
Reason for Fighting: A sense of justice
Skills: Engineering, Hacking, Stealth
Perks: None
Items: Encrypted Laptop Computer,

WIP, sorry.

[mastahcheese]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Cromwell Jackson
Age: 27
Personality: A pyromaniac, he thinks of nothing but what he can light up next. 
Bio: Born with a psychological condition that causes him to be unable to concentrate on anything but fire, this pyromaniac desires only to see the world in flames, travelling the world to sabotage any place he could reach.
Reason for fighting: Wanting to see the world on fire.
Appearance: A large and muscular man, he wears all red, and sports a beret and cigar at all times.
Preferred starting location: Ground Zero
Skills: Launchers, Shotguns, Machine Guns
Perks:
+Molotov Master: Can assemble a Molotov cocktail in 6 seconds flat.
-Manic Pyro: Starts to feel itchy and jittery when not in the presence of flames, keeping him from focus or concentration.
Starting Items: 3 bottles of distilled vodka, spare handkerchiefs, lighter.

[kj1225]

Name:  Kyle Johnson
Age:  17
Personality: Kyle is a somewhat cocky and sarcastic youth that hates pretty much everything to do with the government.
Bio: Kyle is from Florida. Being a teenager he hates authority with a passion. The final straw was when he was told to go work in a labor camp. So he fled to the swamp where he now resides.
Reason for fighting: To free himself.
Appearance: Tall brown haired and eyed youth that wears glasses.
Preferred starting location: Swamps on the outskirts of Tampa.
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:
Stealth:
Lockpicking:
Perks: Quiet:  Kyle has a chance to have enemies not notice when he fails a stealth role. Four eyes:  He can't see well without his glasses.
Starting Items: Pocket knife, Glasses, Telescope, compass.

[TCM]

Name: Syracuse ("Syra")
Age: 21
Personality: A fierce, energetic adventurous girl who, despite being practical, is often head-strong with her plans and will do what she feels is best for the situation. Her speech is profanity-laced.
Bio: Syracuse was born into a trader-caravan party that traveled back and forth on the western coast of the American megacontinent. She grew up with the other children in the group, often engaging in their own little games and adventures which would actually hone the skills that would be vital to their future survival. The caravan had frequent altercations with both authorities and marauding bandits, though she was able to make it through these confrontations utilizing the skills she honed. By the time she reached adulthood, the caravan was struggling with it's exponential growth and trying to sustain more and more people. Syra left for a while, and tried to come in contact with the caravan after a couple years, but failed to find them again. Since then she has roamed around, even taking undercover boats and plane rides to other places, all in the aim for finding a meaning to survivor and a people to call her own.
Reason for fighting: It's not really fighting in Syra's mind, more like survival. She has no care for one political aim or another, just whatever is going to keep her and anyone she cares about safe.
Appearance: Her brunette hair is frequently kept in a pony-tail on the back of her head. Her eyes are amber. She has a toned, muscular build and a flat chest, so it would be easy to mistake her for a man without looking at her face first. She is constantly covered by dirt, dust or some form of debris. She typically wears a sleeveless shirt, jeans and a pair of Jordans.
Preferred starting location: Trinidad
Skills:
Pistol - Syra's preferred short-range firearm, particularly if it is silenced.
Stealth - Syra has learned over the course of her life how valuable staying quiet is.
Rifle - Syra's longe-range alternative to her pistols, she's a pretty damn good shot.

Perks:

Close-Quarters Specialist (+): Despite knowing how to properly use guns, Syra is an expert at C.Q.C. She gets a bonus to utilizing Martial Arts or melee weapons while fighting.
Animal Friend (+): In the caravan, oxen, horses, dogs, cats and other animals had a much more important role than most people typically use them for in this era. Because of this, Syra seems to have a special intimate with any animal she meets, able to calm angry guard dogs or easily ride horses she had never met before, among other things.

Jaded Realist (-): Syra isn't looking for some glorious utopia to live in, just one where she isn't hounded all the time. So speeches about "FREEDOM!" or "THIS IS WHERE WE BECOME HEROES!" aren't going to have much effect on her. So basically, it is much harder to boost her morale as compared to the average fighter.
Wouldn't Hurt An Animal (-): Being attacked by a guy with five starving children? Snap his neck. An elderly person? Slash their jugular. A child? Knee em' in the face. A horde of angry guard dogs? Fuck no! They're just innocent puppies! Who would do such a thing?
Starting Items: Machete, Pistol Silencer, Water Purifier, Hair Tie, Butterfly Knife

[GraveHaunter92]

sounds promising
Can I reserve a spot?

[Alexandria]

Name: Lexi Jade
Age: 23
Personality: Lexi is bright and somewhat flirty, she enjoys teasing men and boys alike and has put it to great use in the new world to get what she needs. She has a fiery temper to match her hair when something makes her angry.
Bio: Lexi was a very attractive girl growing up and used it to get good grades in school, then to get a high paying job that required little work and in time to find a rich man to leech off of, she paid for it with her body and took great pleasure in her control over men.

When the war over ran her home she continued much as she had before except now using her "gifts" with powerful men in the new administration. As she grew up she knew that men would covet her and so spent a great deal of time practicing with knives that could be easily hidden so she could defend herself and in the process she developed an impressive amount of strength, if she ever needed to and in time moved up to small guns with the help of a very helpful young man working at a gun range.

Since then she has maintained a comfortable life with the new administrators but has grown sick of the way they behave to those around her and decided she wants the world to go back to the relatively happy place it was before, predominantly it is true because it was an easy life for her but that doesn't detract from the good it would do if she succeeds.

Reason for fighting: A free world where she can get everything she wants.
Appearance: Lithe figure, long flowing red hair to the small of her back, bright blue eyes and a delicate face. Always wearing tight fitting tops with a purity ring hanging down between her breasts, short skirts with a long scarf tied diagonally across her waist and knee high socks and boots with knives tucked in them.
Preferred starting location: Washington DC
Skills: SMG, Persuasion, Helicopters
Perks: Good Attractive, men find themselves drawn to her and eager to please ( +2 Persuasion ) Bad Attractive, Women hate her because husbands love her. ( -2 to dealing with women. ) Good Strong, works out every day to maintain her body and is deceptively strong as a result and knows how to control her body. ( +2 to strength related rolls both physical and mental ) Bad Disease, she is physically strong and recovers fast but get's ill more often then most. ( 1d10 chance per turn of getting a minor or moderate disease. )
Starting Items: Purity ring around a chain, Pair of K-bars, Large duffel bag full of clothing and other supplies. ( Food, water, tinder box, normal survival stuff. )

[BFEL]

Name: Jonas Free
Age: 21
Personality: Takes every opportunity to do what he believes is "badass"
Bio: As a youth, Jonas was adopted by a member of the ruling state, as that member could not have children do to being very very ugly. AND THIS IS IN RUSSIA SO DAAAAAAMMMMNNNN. But anyway, Jonas' "father" put him through training from hell as he wanted his son to have a chance in the new world order. Jonas learned his lessons well, but always just wanted to do his own thing, so he shot his father and left.
Reason for fighting: Because he feels like it
Appearance: Decent looking, with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. He typically wears dark clothes and his hooded leather jacket.
Skills: Pistols, Cars, Explosives
Perks: Weaponization: Jonas can make pretty much anything into a lethal weapon given a small amount of time.
          Spontaneous: Jonas tends to do things without thinking, often getting himself into trouble. He kinda likes trouble.
          Combat Calculation: Jonas knows that that explosion is going to fling that metal bar into that wall, and he knows how to ensure that the guard he's         fighting is standing in its path when that happens.
          Violent: If he doesn't kill at least three people a day he gets quite depressed. Also he is quite unnerving to talk to/be around.
Starting Items: Hooded Leather Jacket, trusty silencer, unusually sharp pen, The Antidote

[GraveHaunter92]

Here's my character!  Also, my vote for our starting location goes to Detroit!  It'll have all we need to start a violent revolt!

Name: Marcus Hawthorne
Age: 25
Personality: A boisterous bomb-throwing anarchist who’s out to bring down the man!

Bio: The son of government hating survivalists, Marcus was taught to regard authority with a healthy sense of distrust.  Before the Soviet Bloc took over his hometown, Marcus was actually a little bit hopeful of the changes that these soviets would bring.  They talked about completely changing the system and making life better for the little guy.  When the Soviets did take over Marcus learned that they were full of shit, just like every other pig in a suit that he’s had to deal with his whole life.
After having his guns taken away from him, and after being threatened with military conscription, Marcus said enough was enough.  Marcus decided to take the political and survivalist lessons his family and friends raised him on and use them to give one big middle finger to those corporate/bureaucratic/fascists bastards.

Reason for fighting: Fuck the government, fuck the military, AND FUCK YOU MAN!

Appearance: A tall athletically built white man with black hair cut in a short military fashion.  Normally wears black cargo pants, a wife beater, combat boots, and a military vest.

Skills: Assault Rifle, Explosives, Persuasion
Perks:
+Rabble Rouser: Marcus gains a slight bonus when attempting to recruit or bolster the morale of members to his cause.
-Diehard Anarchist: Marcus regards anyone who works for a government or military as being a tool of the “man” and will refuse to work with or accept help from any of them.

Starting Items: Brass Knuckles, Swiss army knife, a can of red spray paint, a canteen, and a copy of Sun Tzu’s Art of War.

[Alexandria]

(( Well that makes 5 complete and 1 incomplete sheets. ))

[jakeread1]

Alright, I'd like to thank you all for the entertaining sheets and the large amount of greed/just wanting to watch the world burn. As much as I'd like to increase the player limit, it would increase the amount of time to write the turns drastically. Don't worry, i'm sure the first 5 won't last long. Alexandria and BFEL are on the waitlist, and will join in once someone else dies. I'll give you all one more day to flesh out your sheets, and decide on a starting location. Stay safe comrades.

[TCM]

IM WRITING MINE PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT GOOD SIR

[Harry Baldman]

Spoiler: Character Sheet: Peter Krusting (click to show/hide)

Name: Peter Krusting

Age: 29

Personality: a well-educated windbag, there are two things he likes most in life - giving speeches and wild parties.

Bio: born on the shores of the Baltic Sea, Peter was hailed as a young, bright luminary among his NSB peers, a true genius of his time, and the hope of the Communist Party. Then, as it often happens, he discovered the joys of alcohol and freedom as he went to study neo-Marxist philosophy in the Unified Teaching Institute of Mao's Wisdom (formerly known as Oxford). Currently he ekes out a perfectly comfortable living teaching neo-Marxist philosophy to undergrad students and going to every reasonably decent party he can find, entertaining guests with philosophical ranting and flowery speeches.

Reason for fighting: he got into the wild partying crowd a bit too hard, finding himself in the company of a bunch of violent anarchists. He supposes he knows too much already, and their booze is as good as anyone else's, so he's stuck with it. It's pretty fun to not have to talk about communism and collectivization all the time.

Appearance: distinctly Baltic, tall, thin, with a bulbous nose and an extremely friendly face, not to mention a dark brown ponytail. Wears fashionable clothing, usually seen wearing a dark brown checkered suit. Wears a set of rather sizable glasses.

Skills: Persuasion, Engineering, Assault Rifle (from mandatory military service).

Perks: Practically Native Commie, Long-Winded, Open The Floodgates, Party Person.

Starting Items: very nice brown checkered suit, expensive watch, bicycle, collection of neo-Marxist literature, 0.7 liter bottle of decent vodka.

Suggestion for starting location: Singapore or Hong Kong. Maybe Taiwan.

Not sure if I'll get in, but I enjoyed writing this sheet.

[jakeread1]

Spoiler: Character Sheet: Peter Krusting (click to show/hide)

Name: Peter Krusting

Age: 29

Personality: a well-educated windbag, there are two things he likes most in life - giving speeches and wild parties.

Bio: born on the shores of the Baltic Sea, Peter was hailed as a young, bright luminary among his NSB peers, a true genius of his time, and the hope of the Communist Party. Then, as it often happens, he discovered the joys of alcohol and freedom as he went to study neo-Marxist philosophy in the Unified Teaching Institute of Mao's Wisdom (formerly known as Oxford). Currently he ekes out a perfectly comfortable living teaching neo-Marxist philosophy to undergrad students and going to every reasonably decent party he can find, entertaining guests with philosophical ranting and flowery speeches.

Reason for fighting: he got into the wild partying crowd a bit too hard, finding himself in the company of a bunch of violent anarchists. He supposes he knows too much already, and their booze is as good as anyone else's, so he's stuck with it. It's pretty fun to not have to talk about communism and collectivization all the time.

Appearance: distinctly Baltic, tall, thin, with a bulbous nose and an extremely friendly face, not to mention a dark brown ponytail. Wears fashionable clothing, usually seen wearing a dark brown checkered suit. Wears a set of rather sizable glasses.

Skills: Persuasion, Engineering, Assault Rifle (from mandatory military service).

Perks: Practically Native Commie, Long-Winded, Open The Floodgates, Party Person.

Starting Items: very nice brown checkered suit, expensive watch, bicycle, collection of neo-Marxist literature, bottle of decent vodka.

Suggestion for starting location: Singapore or Hong Kong.

IM WRITING MINE PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT GOOD SIR

OF COURSE MY GOOD SIR, DON'T WORRY YOU HAVE ABOUT 20 HOURS SIR.

Also Harry you are now on the waitlist.

[Krath]

THERE WE GO.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Logan Cooper
Age: 27
Personality: A good man. Down to earth and usually nice enough, but with the occasional pessimistic streak or sarcastic remark.
Bio: A man from Sydney who served in the Australian military during The Great Conquest, having had stints in the Navy and Air Force, but certain circumstances made sure he had plenty of experience on ground missions as well. Never could fire a rifle to save his life, but he could make just about any vehicle dance, and if it had mounted weaponry, may the powers that be save you. Even when he lost his left eye in an unfortunate accident involving some Soviets and a fuel line, he was still the best person you could ask to get you in and out of an area.

But that was six years ago, and things have changed. He fell into a deep depression and went on a steep drinking binge after the war ended, and his skills have diminished. Only recently has he pulled himself back together (mostly) to do what he does best - getting the assholes who actually know what they're doing to where they need to be.

Reason for fighting: He wants to go back to the good old days, and kick those Soviets right where it hurts. They've been some real jerks.
Appearance: Messy shoulder-length light blonde hair, and a fit but not muscular build. Tends to wear an old (and a little torn) beige jacket, and sometimes his old uniform. An eyepatch covering his left eye is the most striking feature.
Preferred starting location: Detroit!? I'm pretty much good with wherever.
Skills: Boats, Helicopters, APCs
Perks: I'm the best at what I do, bub, ...What do I do, again?, Mounted Assault, Ground Pound
Starting Items: Combat knife, old Australian Army fatigues, a nice jacket, full canteen of liquor.