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OperationNilo
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WELCOME TO ARCADIA, THE BEST PLACE ON EARTH.

Arcadia was founded in the late 2015 to cope with the massive immigrant influx arriving in the United States following the enormous economic depression during the so-called Greater Arab War. The population of cities in the East Coast exploded, to the point that the cities' supply systems could no longer cope with the people they had been designed to deal with.

In January 2015, the government passed the Arcadia Act, which specified the construction of a city dedicated to temporarily housing all of the US's immigrant population. The city was to be circular in shape, with taller buildings at the edge of the circle and lower buildings as they approached the central park, so that all had a view of the green area from anywhere in the city. It was planned that Arcadia would be the first truly futuristic city in the planet, a layout that would be tested with immigrants.

Well, at least that's how it was supposed to be.

While the city was welcoming its first inhabitants in 2021, the arab war exploded into the Third World War. The Middle East became a dangerous fallout, large areas of Africa were bombed to pieces, and China was completely put out of the game as a global power, leaving Russia, the European Union, and the US as the three major powers of the world. The United States' East Coast suffered heavy bombing, the brunt of which was concentrated in - you guessed it - Arcadia.

When the bombing began, there were 1.4 million non-US citizens living in the city, the majority of which were of Russian, Italian, or Mexican descent. An estimated 60.000 US citizens lived in the city as well, the majority of which were Policemen, or other government affiliates. The downtown area (the circle) of Arcadia was already finished, and suburbs had sprung all around the city to house more inhabitants.

The city was almost completely burst asunder by the heavy bombing. It was rapidly turned from a modern and powerful city to a pile of burning rubble. An estimated 300.000 were killed by the bombs. Anarchy broke out almost immediately after, as the remaining citizens struggled to find food, water, and the other necessary supplies for life. Gangs and Mafias sprung up, mainly once-raced and discriminating against other racist groups. Efforts by the thinly spread police to calm the chaos were completely futile, and they were pulled out of the city almost immediately after.

This is where you come in. But first of allâ¦who are you?

1. An Unfortunately, Fortunately Mission

You were part of a military task force sent to the Northern suburbs of the city to secure government control, and begin installation of a forward base for government assets to operate from said place. While this was taking place, the Russian gang ambushed you and your fellow soldiers. In the ensuing firefight, all your fellow brothers were killed, and you were wounded and left for dead (character must be 18+).

2. A Matter of Semantics

You and your recently-married spouse have packed most of your belongings and are planning on leaving the city. While you and your wife (or husband) were driving out of the city to escape the growing chaos, you were stuck up by the Italian Mafia and you and your spouse were beaten, thrown out of the vehicle, and forgotten in the sidewalk (character must be 18+).

3. A Nearly-as-Tragic Episode, without the Tragic Part

You were an immigrant sent to live in the city long ago, and have lived as a street urchin since. You must do whatever you can to survive in this hell on Earth.

4. Make-Your-Own

Make your own back story. Only post it on your first post (when you're filling the sheet), you don't need to post it continually. It needs to be interesting and creative, if it is bland and/or not very canon-ish, I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to let you use it, and you'll have to pick another instead.

CHARACTER SHEET

In your first post, please include your 1. Filled-out Character Sheet, and 2. Back-story.

Name: (Include first name, any middle names, and last name or names).
Gender: (M) (F)
Age: (Over 15, under 50).
Appearance: (Please be as short as you can while getting the point across. Include race).
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Apparel: (What your character is wearing).
Inventory: (What items you have with your person).
Weapons: (Any weapons you have with your person. Ammunition included here).
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Health: 100/100 (While I despise the traditional HP system, it is necessary for this RPG).
Abilities: (Notable abilities your character has. One example is the ability to drive a car. I'll let you pick 3 at the beginning, you can think a bit and select the ones you like best. Make them up, and I'll tell you if they're fine).
Perks: (More uncommon abilities your character has. One example is fighting with a sword (note, this doesn't give you a sword to begin with). Make one up, I'll tell you if it's alright).

I reserve the right to either add or detract items from the sheet for an individual player's needs.

OTHER FACTS AND INFORMATION THAT MUST BE PROCURED

Is winning possible?

You can, according to your background story, make a goal for your character. For example, if you pick the first option, your goal could be to construct that military base after all and restore US-Government control to the anarchy now reigning in the city. Of course, you can always play forever.

Companions? Friends? PC interaction?

Yes, you can have companions and friends following you around, helping you out in your quest to be entertained. As far as Player-to-Player interaction, I will allow it if the players involved express written consent to have their respective characters interact. Furthermore, events that a person causes will be felt throughout the city and will affect everyone. Players can also help or obstruct other players. In fact I'd find it quite interesting if a group of players got together to survive, or something like that.

Can my character die?

Yes, your character can die. If your character dies, you will be returned three turns before your death (this can be changed at the OP's discretion). If I feel that you are pestering me by constantly dying on purpose, then I will warn you. If you die pointlessly again (like throwing yourself from a window), I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill your character completely. Please don't make me do this.

What you can/cannot do.

Your character can do realistic actions within the power of a normal human being to execute, plus any abilities/perks that you have chosen. Just think about the action a bit, and you'll realize almost immediately if your character can or cannot do it.

Proper Grammar and Spelling.

You must use english to the best of your ability. If you are purposely writing with bad grammar and/or spelling, you will first be warned, and then kicked from the RPG.

A SHORT, POINTLESS, YET NECESSARY WARNING

Due to the very obvious tense conditions in the place where this RPG will take place, the Non-playable characters will be somewhat racist. Especially among different gangs, racism will be widespread. I of course am not going to use words such as the 'n' word in said occasions, but different ethnic groups will be fighting against each other - and against you - mostly based upon race. And, to a somewhat lesser extent, gender. Unless you're Storm, of course, because Storm is⦠special. *shudder*

I reserve all OP and GM rights, including that to kick you if necessary.

If you have any questions, please ask them now. Unless you're MattEmAngel. If you are him, please ask questions in my profile, haha.

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OperationNilo
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Shepherd

Name: Nirvana.
Gender: (M)
Age: The ole' one eight.
Appearance: Six feet. One eighty pounds. Long, curly brown hair. Wiry. White boy.
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Apparel: Oversized woolen pullover and khakis. Red converse.
Inventory: Walkie Talkie
Weapons: My fists!
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: The ability to calm an aggravated character down, mild yet useful strength, and good hands.
Perks: Just being so darn attractive
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The truck screeches to a bloody halt. A man pokes his head out of the window and screams.

"WHAT THE HELL, MAN?!? GET OUTTA THE ·$&("/ ROAD!!

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (210 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

"All civilians, find cover!" I yell as I dive into the closest piece of cover. God**** animals. I think as I peek around my cover and aim for the forward-most trucks' driver.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (210 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.
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With a loud yell, you raise your rifle, peek a bit, and open fire. After a couple of shots, the driver is dead, and the truck careens out of its intended path, crashes against a wall, and begins rolling about, causing great destruction, you are faced with the choice of either staying in the current cover and risk being splattered by the truck, or try to dash for a group of crates some 5 meters away. You see that all about you, other soldiers are also trying to resist the onslaught. The sergeant is rapidly crying into his radio "We need reinforcements! We're being attacked!"

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (210 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

I'll take that as a "there's a ****in' truck flying at you." These are a couple of Mexican wannabe's who are probably firing their guns side-ways, so accuracy is probably shot. I sprint across dat five meters to the cover.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (205 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.
--

Just next to you in the cover is a small child. As you jump into the cover, he runs away, screaming. The bullets hit him and kill him (there's a purpose for this child part).

With some dismay, you watch the cover you just ran from be splattered by the truck, which continued its headlong drive into a building, where it crashes with great destruction.

Somewhat relieved, you notice that from the other trucks, several enemies have descended and are now aiming their guns from many angles at the covers where other soldiers are hidden. You peer out to get a better look at the situation and are nearly missed by a flying bullet.

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Oh, and by the way, this RPG is still open. If you want to join, you can. Just fill in the character sheet in the Opening post and write a short background story about your character.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (205 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

"You **** savages!" I yell as I poke my gun up and pull a Rainbow Six Vegas blind fire until I estimate I've thrown half my clip at them. After that, if the child's close enough, I grab him by the foot and drag him to cover. I'm not letting his body get desecrated. I look around from my piece of cover to see how the other troops are doing.

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Farmer

Name: Nirvana.
Gender: (M)
Age: The ole' one eight.
Appearance: Six feet. One eighty pounds. Long, curly brown hair. Wiry. White boy.
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Apparel: Oversized woolen pullover and khakis. Red converse.
Inventory: Walkie Talkie
Weapons: My fists!
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: The ability to calm an aggravated character down, mild yet useful strength, and good hands.
Perks: Just being so darn attractive

"Shove off, *******." I say as off-handedly as possible. "The boss told me to load these into the cab and ride to our destination."

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (187 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

You hear moans behind the cover, but don't collect the courage to look at what may be there. You look to the side and see the Sergeant being fired at from two different angles. Luckily, he has taken cover behind one of the Humvees. He's loudly hollering at the others to fall back to the sandbags at the edge of the small complex, where there is ammunition and good cover.

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Name: Nirvana.
Gender: (M)
Age: The ole' one eight.
Appearance: Six feet. One eighty pounds. Long, curly brown hair. Wiry. White boy.
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Apparel: Oversized woolen pullover and khakis. Red converse.
Inventory: Walkie Talkie
Weapons: My fists!
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: The ability to calm an aggravated character down, mild yet useful strength, and good hands.
Perks: Just being so darn attractive
--

To your great surprise, the men fall to your lie and the driver loudly cries"Get the **** in!"

There are two spots in the rear of the crew cabin. Next to you is a smelly fat man. He says something in Spanish to you, which you don't understand.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
--
Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (187 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

I fire at the hostile most vulnerable to me (who is shooting at the sarge). Then I'll suppress the other guy. (If I take out my initial target.) I'll duck into cover after the first kill, then pop back out.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
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Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (179 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.
--

You pop out and spray as much rounds as you can at the nearest enemy, who is some twenty meters away, only partially covered behind a truck. Several rounds pierce his unprotected body, when he falls to the ground he's already dead.

You take cover as the enemy notices your position and fires at the crates. Luckily, they are stacked on the insides with bags of powdered food, and the bullets of their scavenged weapons are uselessly lost inside. You feel adrenaline pumping through your body as the bullets crash just mere centimetres from your face.

Then, the many enemies takes cover as the other soldiers begin firing upon them, unleashing a terrible assortment of miscellaneous ammunition, delivering a large amount of damage in a small window of time.

"Sergeant! Now!" you cry desperately. The Sergeant dashes across the open field and jumps to cover next to you. "Appreciated, Specialist!"

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
--
Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (179 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

"Yeah, man! I'm going to run back to 'Stop, and you'll cover me! Then I'll cover you while you make your way to 'Stop! Sound good?"

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Farmer

Name: Nirvana.
Gender: (M)
Age: The ole' one eight.
Appearance: Six feet. One eighty pounds. Long, curly brown hair. Wiry. White boy.
--
Apparel: Oversized woolen pullover and khakis. Red converse.
Inventory: Walkie Talkie
Weapons: My fists!
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: The ability to calm an aggravated character down, mild yet useful strength, and good hands.
Perks: Just being so darn attractive

I'd stopped saying No habla espanol a long time ago; silence was as good an indicator these days that you just didn't understand what they were saying.

No one in the trucks behind us seem to be paying attention, so I simply point to the back of the truck and motion anxiously to the spanish man. He rises to his feet and walks shakily over to where I'm standing.

He raises his hands in exasperation, asking with his body language why I brought him over. I point once more to the pavement under the moving truck, and when he looks down I casually bump him off the truck and onto the street. Someone was bound to see that.

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Name: Nirvana.
Gender: (M)
Age: The ole' one eight.
Appearance: Six feet. One eighty pounds. Long, curly brown hair. Wiry. White boy.
--
Apparel: Oversized woolen pullover and khakis. Red converse.
Inventory: Walkie Talkie
Weapons: My fists!
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: The ability to calm an aggravated character down, mild yet useful strength, and good hands.
Perks: Just being so darn attractive
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"Aaugh-" with a short shout you find funny, the man falls into the street and hits his face against the pavement. The truck just behind this one drives over the poor sod. After a short time, several men have walked out of the truck to investigate what it had bumped into. The truck in which you're in stops as well.

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Name: Cross Gotti
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: 6'1, pale skin, blue eyes, scrawny, brown hair.
--
Apparel: Military BDU's.
Inventory: Catholic Holy Bible, Cross, Three Treatises of Government by John Locke.
Weapons: M16A4 (179 rounds total), M1911 (5 mags), Standard-Issue Army Knife.
--
Health: 100/100
Abilities: Adept rifleman, fast runner, discipline
Perks: Good with a sticker.

(OOC: 'Stop? What is that?)

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Jester

Name: Xiao Mei
Gender: (F)
Age: Under 24, but nobody can pinpoint it and I don't feel like telling.
Appearance: 5'6, long black braid, brown eyes. Taiwanese-American.
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Apparel: Old leather jacket, dark pants, mask with a flower on it, a key on a string that I wear as a necklace.
Inventory: Knife, a handful of caps, a piece of paper with words on it I leave up to you.
Weapons: My precious knifey knife that I clean religiously, as well as some choice pieces of shattered glass. The key is sharp enough to stab people with if all else fails.
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Health: 100/100
Abilities: agile, sneaky, good at blending in/hiding
Perks: STNB.
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"Why do I not believe that?" I said sarcastically, glaring at the eyes that were located in front. "And anyway, that's not my point. Why are you following me? Did Nurv send you?"

When no answer was forthcoming, I put him inside the bag with the severed head. "You can tell your new friend about it. I have somewhere to go." I heard some scrabbling sounds and a muffled complaint from inside the bag as I drop it out the window and then lightly jump down. My ankle hurts a bit, but it's nothing major.

Picking up the bag, I began walking down the street.

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