"Twenty-Twenty-Four."
A Scenario-Generating RTD.
You awaken in a cold, damp room. You've been lying on an iron slate that was shaped like a mock bed. With a stiff back, you look around the room, only to notice four others doing the same. The year is -- or was, last you could remember -- about Two-Thousand & Twenty-Four. Artificial Intelligence has been nearly perfected, computers controlling the vast majority of everything in the world. This should make you feel safe, that was the intention. But nothing serene lasts forever. The Underground Chamber that you've awoken in is controlled by a mastermind computer gone rogue, or so it would seem. This Once-Protector of Humans has become the only thing separating you from your freedom. Your goal -- as is human nature -- is to escape. How you're going to go about it isn't clear, yet.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Physical Details:
Skills: (One dabbling, one no-adjective.)
Recollection of Your Life: (Briefly summarize your past, and the last thing you remember before waking up in 'The Room'.)
* Post your actions in the thread in bold, and free actions in italic.
* If you are targeted by a hostile action you will have a roll to dodge.
* I reserve the right to force you to take a sensible action if you're taking too long to post
* Game will be permanent death but you are welcome to make another character if the worst occurs
* If you are not present for two turns in a row, on that second turn, I will roll for your death.
(1) Humiliating Death.
(2) Meaningless Death.
(3) Death.
(4) A Tragic Death.
(5) You Survive.
(6) Epic Death.
* Actions will be determined by a dice roll:
(1) Epic Failure.
(2) Failure.
(3) Marginal Success.
(4) Success.
(5) Great Success.
(6) Overshot.
Your status/skills/equipment/etc can factor in.
* You may also attempt to use your action to aid another persons action, or interfere with theirs.
* Make sure to be literate. Capitalize letters where it's necessary, and try to use proper punctuation. The occasional typo is fine; but 1337 sp33k is not.
Name: Mike R. Ilul
Age:36
Gender:Male
Physical Details: 5'9", Wears a long-sleeved shirt and overalls.
Skills: Engineer, Dabbling Pistol User
Recollection of Your Life: Mike worked in a dead-end job for several years, before he was captured he remembers going to sleep.
Name: Fej
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Physical Details: Slim, green-eyed, dexterous
Skills: Pickpocket, Dabbling Con Artist
Recollection of Your Life: Fej remembers thinking up the biggest haul of his life, convincing an entire small business to invest in him, before he slipped away with all their assets. Fej remembers being so happy at being rich...
Name: Craig Ash
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Details: 5'11", 140lbs. Brown hair, gray eyes.
Skills: Dabbling Programmer, physicist.
Recollection of Your Life: Craig was born in 2005, before the so-called 'technological revolution' that swept the world. He grew up with rapidly learning machines, with sentient AI always 'just around the corner'. He was never a very confrontational person, preferring to back down rather than fight, always quick to apologize. Always studying, alway learning. That was the way he lived his life.
In high-school, he became interested in physics. Even as early as 2020, the advantages of AI were evident. Mathematical problems thought unsolvable were brought to light. Soon, to succeed in any scientific field, a knowledge of programming was necessary. The job of the physicist was no longer to 'solve the problem', it was to 'come up with the problem'. The job of the programmer was to rewrite the problem in a way computers would understand it.
Craig was the sort of person liable to daydreaming. During lectures, he'd find himself staring off into the distance, pondering the nature of the universe. That seemed like mere seconds ago, yet now, here he was, half-asleep and trapped god-knows-how-far underground.
Name: Artemis Daul
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Physical Details: Strong/Bodybuilder, Green Eyes, Fair Skin, Brown short-cropped hair
Skills: Dabbling Mechanic (I swear I wrote this the first time, not soldier!); Rifleman
Recollection of Your Life: Artemis was a man that spent his life dedicated to the military after his fiance died in a trainwreck brought about by a glitch in the system. This life-changing event has given him a hatred towards machinery, and a void which he filled by working tirelessly as a grunt, earning the rank of Sergeant for only a few weeks before he was told to pack his things and leave; he had been replaced by a mechanized unit.
In a blind rage, Artemis broke into his station's armory and stole a set of polymer armor and an assault rifle, and tried to escape the base, when the mechanized soldier attacked...
Name:Aaron Kal.
Age: 24
Gender:M
Physical Details:Brown hair and eyes, scar on left hand.
Skills: Weapon-making, Dabbling Searcher
Recollection of Your Life: He was in an asylum serving after he claimed made a atomic bomb (it was actually a taco salad with a clock. He was locked in his cell before he got here.
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