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[Greenstarfanatic]

Five years after the Megamall incident in downtown Toronto, the site is bulldozed, excavated, practically obliterated. No visual traces of the building remain. A new facility is being built, but after the reputation garnered by what once was, it’s not a mall. It’s not a market. It’s definitely not a mart.

No, instead, what we find ourselves seeing on a frigid November evening, is The Inferno. A fitting name for would soon occur within its walls, but less so to mere onlookers. A one-floor, albeit rather wide, circular building, painted a dull-looking eggshell white. No windows to speak of. No doors to speak of. Construction vehicles litter the immediate grounds like toys scattered around a giant child’s bedroom floor. The only real ways one could definitively call this blank slate by its name would be to either spot the crane halfway through picking up the nameplate from the ground, or to read the ridiculously opaque contract sitting unread in an overstuffed filing system in the mayor’s desk.

Despite the signs pointing to an overly ambitious project, abandoned for whatever reason, be it budget, time, or lack of willing workers, there’s an energy radiating from the place. It spurs curiosity, draws people to the grounds. Every week or so, people make attempts to find an entrance, and turn to social media when those plans fall through. Thrill seekers post videos of their freerunning stunts on the grounds to their Snapchat stories. Amateur ghost hunters upload their theories of goat demons or a phantom luchador scaring off workers to their Youtube channels. Reactionaries complain loudly on Twitter and Facebook about the amount of space being taken up, and the uselessness of the local government in relation to it. Even local hipsters talk about shopping at “the most exclusive, underground boutiques” on MySpace or whatever the hell they use these days.

Which all makes the anonymous announcement about The Inferno opening its “doors” not suspicious in the slightest.

Nobody really makes any note of the sketchy banner ads, the craigslist ads, the new “Inferno-Verse” wiki. After all, if all of the information is coming from agressively unreliable sources, why even risk clicking on any of it?

But some people do click on it.

And some people find things.

Information. An announcement. A website.

Everything leading to three things:

A Date: November 26th
A Time: 11PM, or 23:00 if you’re a douchebag
A Place: Outside the southernmost point of The Inferno. Bring nothing.

Once again, sketchy as all hell.

But as we watch from across the river, we see a small crowd. Roughly 12...maybe 15 people gather, huddled under he dim glow of the streetlights several meters away. We see very little chatting, as these are serious people. They know something we don’t.

And yet, they still don’t know the whole story.

We check our watches, our phones, waiting for the second to arrive.

10:58.

10:59

…

We look back to the mysterious building, to see 12 to 15 people no longer obscuring the drab white wall. The crowd is gone.

Dispersed? Kidnapped? Vanished into thin air? We across the river do not know.

But you.

You are one of those people.

And this is not our story.

This is your story.

Spoiler: OOC Intro and Important Notes (click to show/hide)

Welcome to Mall Fight: The Inferno! If you’ve never heard of me nor my previous RTD, Mall Fight, an adaptation of the ridiculous shit that happened over on the Escapist forums, then I recommend checking it out here.

This is going to be a little bit like Mall Fight, a little bit like Looter’s Delight, and a little bit like TCM’s RTDPC.

We’re using standard RTD rules, a little bit adjusted combat-wise. Order of attacks is determined by a d100 Initiative roll. Additionally, if you roll 4 or higher than your opponent in a combat roll, and you’re defending, you get a free, automatic counter-attack.

Additionally, we’ve got a waitlist! If you die, you’ll just be placed back on the waitlist with your same character. The waitlist will essentially rotate people in and out, so that nobody is forced to make a new character every time they die.

To join, simply fill out one of the character sheets below. Your skills and faults will translate into bonuses and penalties suited to your character. These may change over time, or they may not!

The first six slots will not be first-come-first-serve. Be fun. Be interesting. I'll pick out those that pique my interest and we'll go from there. Further mechanics and Important Information will be conveyed during the first turn.

Spoiler: We Know Who You Are. Do You? (click to show/hide)

Name: What people call you, or perhaps what only you call yourself.
Appearance: What people see when they see you, or perhaps what you want them to see.
Background: What people know about you, or perhaps the only things you truly know about yourself.
Skills: Pick your two best traits. Would the people you know agree?
Faults: Pick your two worst traits. Would the people you know agree?
Inventory: You were told to come only with the clothes on your back. Did you listen?

[Greenstarfanatic]

Reserving this post for several things, including:

Spoiler: The Story So Far (click to show/hide)

Back in 2012, a building called the Megamall was built in Toronto, on the Humber River, just off of the Gardiner Expressway. The place had been built and operated by one Beatrice “Belladonna” Ortega. Right before opening day, several people managed to get inside. These people became trapped, players in an unlawful televised sporting event in which they had to kill each other and various constructs found throughout the building in order to escape. Experimental technology had been installed to allow them to “respawn”, and space-bending systems were used to force the occupants to wander inside a seemingly infinite mall until they “won”.

The event continued for months, until one day all broadcasts went silent. Beatrice disappeared from the face of the planet, and so did the people inside. Nobody heard from them again, and people were torn about whether they had escaped, perished, or were still living on in some kind of underground vault. People were outraged with the local government over how they could allow something like that to happen on Canadian soil.

Just this past year, however, contracts were signed to buy up the land that housed the Megamall, and replace it with an undisclosed venue. The entire place was bulldozed, flattened, and The Inferno was built from the ground up.
11 people and a dog arrived at The Inferno on a cold November evening, either by being called there or actively seeking it out, and were somehow transported inside the building, arriving on the floor, unconscious.

People Patiently Waiting Their Turns:
John Smith (King Zultan)
The Spy (Failbird105)

[Greenstarfanatic]

And This One!

[Failbird105]

so are there any restrictions on the sorts of characters we can make? Like can we do supernatural stuff?

[Legendary Marksdorf]

Name: Rex
Appearance: Rex is good dog, golden retriever !
Background: Rex is nap nap at master's house. But Rex wake up and feel weird. Like someone call Rex. But master asleep. Who call Rex? Rex don't know, but Rex go anyway. Rex walk, walk, walk, when suddenly Rex feel like Rex is where Rex should be. Rex is in front of tall white house. Other people are here too. Rex sit and wait.
Skills: Rex very good at barking, and play fetch good too !!!
Faults: Rex hate use his brain. When there is problem, Rex rather just bark it at it until problem go away. Also, Rex cant see good very far. Things that are too far look like... waves? Rex don't know the word for that.
Inventory: Rex bring only squeaky toy.

[King Zultan]

Name: John Smith
Appearance: A filthy unkempt old man, that reeks of filth and alcohol.
Background: He's been homeless for as long as he can remember, living on the street, scrounging for food in dumpsters, and begging for money to buy more alcohol, its pretty much all he's ever known.
Skills: Jury Rigging, Urban Survival
Faults: Alcoholic, Insane
Inventory: Bottle of Rum, Screwdriver

[Coolrune206]

Name: Lulu Amaru
Appearance: Lulu stands at a perfectly average human height. That's about the only average thing about her. Her clothes are bizarre and undulate as she walks, still somehow covering her whole body, and changing color depending on the presence or lack of particles she calls "Nimilitons", but then explains that they won't exist for another few centuries, before immediately backpedaling and claiming that "Nimilitons exist right now, I'm so not from the future". She also doesn't wear shoes. What a weirdo.
Background: Lulu Amaru is TOTALLY not a spaceborne human time traveling from the future. She is DEFINITELY not just here for shits and giggles. These futuristic-y looking clothes? They're OBVIOUSLY the latest fashion, and not from the future. Why do you ask?
Skills: Lulu's a fairly likeable person - and most people who knew her would agree. Those few people who would disagree would happen to know she's surprisingly talented in torture.
Faults: Lulu can't tell a lie. It's not that she doesn't try, she just really, REALLY sucks at it. She's also pretty easy to upset if she doesn't get her way.
Inventory: Lulu also showed up with a pair of calipers, surgical scissors, and a small bag of sewing needles. No thread. Just needles.

[Greenstarfanatic]

so are there any restrictions on the sorts of characters we can make? Like can we do supernatural stuff?

Hm. Depends on how supernatural you mean.

You're haunted by the ghost of your shitty neighbor Ron but his hold on the material plane isn't great so he just sort of possesses you for a minute at a time to yell at dogs and kids? Yeah, sure, go right ahead.

You're legit just a vampire and want to suck the blood of everyone here? That might need some work.

Honestly for a lot of this beginning phase you can make what you want and I'll help tweak to make things work best. Speaking of which.

Name: Rex
Appearance: Rex is good dog, golden retriever !
Background: Rex is nap nap at master's house. But Rex wake up and feel weird. Like someone call Rex. But master asleep. Who call Rex? Rex don't know, but Rex go anyway. Rex walk, walk, walk, when suddenly Rex feel like Rex is where Rex should be. Rex is in front of tall white house. Other people are here too. Rex sit and wait.
Skills: Rex very good at barking, and play fetch good too !!!
Faults: Rex hate use his brain. When there is problem, Rex rather just bark it at it until problem go away. Also, Rex cant see good very far. Things that are too far look like... waves? Rex don't know the word for that.
Inventory: Rex bring only squeaky toy.

WHAT A GOOD DOG! The good dog gets +1 to finding specific objects, and a +1 to...well, barking. Sadly, he'll get a -1 to diplomacy and perception-based stuff. But hey, not that it matters because he's SUCH A GOOD BOY!!!

Name: John Smith
Appearance: A filthy unkempt old man, that reeks of filth and alcohol.
Background: He's been homeless for as long as he can remember, living on the street, scrounging for food in dumpsters, and begging for money to buy more alcohol, its pretty much all he's ever known.
Skills: Jury Rigging, Urban Survival
Faults: Alcoholic, Insane
Inventory: Bottle of Rum, Screwdriver

I'm intrigued to find out why he's here. John will get a +2 to crafting, but a -2 to diplomacy because hoo boy that's a rough combination of faults.

Name: Lulu Amaru
Appearance: Lulu stands at a perfectly average human height. That's about the only average thing about her. Her clothes are bizarre and undulate as she walks, still somehow covering her whole body, and changing color depending on the presence or lack of particles she calls "Nimilitons", but then explains that they won't exist for another few centuries, before immediately backpedaling and claiming that "Nimilitons exist right now, I'm so not from the future". She also doesn't wear shoes. What a weirdo.
Background: Lulu Amaru is TOTALLY not a spaceborne human time traveling from the future. She is DEFINITELY not just here for shits and giggles. These futuristic-y looking clothes? They're OBVIOUSLY the latest fashion, and not from the future. Why do you ask?
Skills: Lulu's a fairly likeable person - and most people who knew her would agree. Those few people who would disagree would happen to know she's surprisingly talented in torture.
Faults: Lulu can't tell a lie. It's not that she doesn't try, she just really, REALLY sucks at it. She's also pretty easy to upset if she doesn't get her way.
Inventory: Lulu also showed up with a pair of calipers, surgical scissors, and a small bag of sewing needles. No thread. Just needles.

Definitely not from the future, and definitely not likely to be considered just as homeless and insane as John. +1 to Diplomacy, +1 to Intimidation, -1 to all Lying, and -1 to...honestly I'm not entirely sure what "East to upset" would translate well to for a negative modifier. Any ideas?

[Coolrune206]

Maybe have it, so that whenever Lulu gets a 1, she also gets a -1 to her next roll because she is too frustrated to concentrate clearly.

[Greenstarfanatic]

Maybe have it, so that whenever Lulu gets a 1, she also gets a -1 to her next roll because she is too frustrated to concentrate clearly.

Sounds like a plan!

[Screech9791]

Name: Shuhrat 'Fuze' Kessikbayev
Appearance: This.
Background: A spetsnaz soldier which does B rusher things.
Skills: Rushing B and shooting things.
Faults: "Accidentally" killing hostages, and being drunk from drinking lots of vodka.
Inventory: AK12, Makarov, 3 cluster charges, 7 spare AK12 magazines, and 5 spare Makarov magazines

[Greenstarfanatic]

Name: Shuhrat 'Fuze' Kessikbayev
Appearance: This.
Background: A spetsnaz soldier which does B rusher things.
Skills: Rushing B and shooting things.
Faults: "Accidentally" killing hostages, and being drunk from drinking lots of vodka.
Inventory: AK12, Makarov, 3 cluster charges, 7 spare AK12 magazines, and 5 spare Makarov magazines

+1 to Navigation to places that start with B and attacks with firearms of any kind! You may think "Wow that's a little overpowered."
But...Attack rolls less than or equal to 2 result in a NEW attack roll on an ally.

And a -1 to Diplomacy but eh that's not the fun part.

Also I'm going to pick out the top 6 on Thursday, around this time!

[sprinkled chariot]

Name : John Jackson
Appearance : noir detective in grey trenchcoat and grey fedora
Background : police detective
Skills : investigating, noir monologues, shooting bad things, smoking, drinking, noiring around.
Faults : hiding flask with whiskey in his fedora, beating italian detainees too much, rudeness, noir cynism.
Inventory : noir 38 revolver, 2 ammo cylinders, flask with whiskey, Zippo lighter, pack of cigarettes. brass knuckles

[Greenstarfanatic]

This is...a very diplomacy-poor crowd so far.

Name : John Jackson
Appearance : noir detective in grey trenchcoat and grey fedora
Background : police detective
Skills : investigating, noir monologues, shooting bad things, smoking, drinking, noiring around.
Faults : hiding flask with whiskey in his fedora, beating italian detainees too much, rudeness, noir cynism.
Inventory : noir 38 revolver, 2 ammo cylinders, flask with whiskey, Zippo lighter, pack of cigarettes. brass knuckles

+1 Attack boost against criminals, but a -1 to diplomacy. Further -1 for non-violent actions against Italians.

[Failbird105]

Name : Spy
Appearance : http://hbimg.b0.upaiyun.com/411b7d636f275f57a3090b7fd1701ae3febcc57e9dcb0-k7sJb1
Background : An unknown man born in an unknown region of France and residing in an unknown location with only one known connection outside of pure business. The Spy is a skilled assassin and... well, spy, and a force to be reckoned with. 
Skills : Assassination, espionage
Faults : Physically un-fit for direct confrontation, Get's overconfident
Inventory : Sharp Dresser(it is attached to the suit, thus it is part of my clothes, no?), enthusiasts timepiece(it is but a watch, however practical.)


It was either this, or Tiny Tina from Borderlands. I may submit her anyway later but I figured that we've already got enough negative diplomacy characters. The bits in parentheses are in character 'justifications', because I feel like the Spy is the kind of person who would bend the rules as far as he can without actually taking the risk of breaking them.