2015 After recolinisation; the apocalypse has already occured, some 3000 years ago, earth has been recolinised and has reached almost exactly the same state. Save large pine-forests on America, marches on Australia and slightly advanced tech world-wide.
Nickel Inc, one of the most advanced lab's in Knucklebones (Read Texas) has long been working on making test-tube babies designed for combat.
After creating several successful clones, they create a mixed batch, programmed to have strong urges to eradicate all other clones in the batch. Releasing these and locking down the facility they leave. Planning to come back after the action has cooled down, supposedly being left with only the most effective clones.
Unfortunately some clones, break into the boiler room with the intention of blowing up the lab in a suicidal attempt to destroy the other clones. Many are killed by the resulting blast, but a good fifty survive, now no longer hemmed in by the now lab's walls. These hide in the city, having large shoot-outs in public places to the chagrin of the sheriff.
In this forum you play as one of these artificial-humans, but be wary, some clones have excelled to an elite level, and while the police will only detain you Nickel Inc soldiers will gladly cut you down. This is not a friendly world to be spawned into.
RULES: No auto hitting, killing, unlocking, traversing, ect. No cussing in english. Clones are limited to Saline City Knucklebones and are unable to leave. No flash-dancing.
NOTIFACATION: Due to the tyrannical nature of Vodafone I will only be able to post of Thursday to Monday each week.
Character sheet: Fill in the brackets with your clones details.
Name: (The name your clone gives himself) Notable features: (Most clones were formed as blond Caucasians in there late teens, but some my vary, having different skin,hair,eye colour or being albino or hetrochromatic. Inventory: (Pick a side-arm form the list below.) State: Healthy
Clones will start in the smouldering wreckage of the Nickel Inc's destroyed ware-house, armed with pistols kindly (stupidly) supplied by Nickel Inc. This is located on beginning of Row street
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 8/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Healthy
Boid gives you a weird look. "No I refer to the phenomena in which a child's blood vessels shut when one of there artery's is damaged..." Bob nods then gasps, staring at something on the road. Luther also starts, and the car jerks forward suddenly.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 8/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Healthy
"Luther and Bob cover me, Bird stay here. I'm going to go talk to this fellow." I raise my right hand as I get out of the car. "Hello there. Name's Sean. Who might you be?" I call as I stand up.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 8/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Healthy
The clone speaks with manufacturing error, something akin to a reverse lisp "My name is Seadore. I have a present ssor you buddy." He moves forward a pushes something metallic and sinister into your hand. It is an un-pinned fragmentation grenade. And at a quick movement from Seadore you're the one holding the spoon down.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 8/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Healthy
"Rrrrr, who sent you with this?" I shake the grenade at him while holding the spoon tightly, "Why are you you here?" I raise my pistol with my other hand.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 8/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet, Armed Grenade. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Flesh wound on right upper shoulder.
The clone grins and replies "Santa." And shoves your unbalanced self so that you fall to the ground and fires a jacketed bullet into the edge of your shoulder. As you leans on the trigger to reset the hammer a scatter of steel ruptures the front window of the car, glancing of Seadores chest and drawing blood.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 5/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet, Armed Grenade. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Flesh wound on right upper shoulder.
Three shots find their mark, piercing Seadore. As Seadore collapses he hisses "The rest will be coming soon...' Right on que a second clone appears on the highway, a dark skinned motorcyclist.
(Hold a moment. The countdown for the grenade hasn't started yet since the spoon was never released... Could I not, you know, just throw the thing away?)
(You could, if you really felt like blowing up some council property highway -le gasp!- or you could hold onto it until you wanted to use it...If you found a appropriate thin piece of metal you could actually 're-pin' the grenade.)
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 5/18 ,second mag, Waster 1/4, x2 8.5mm Rounds, Aspirin tablet, Armed Grenade. Rifle cartridges x3, Anti-freeze, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, Vince Alvin Knife, 7.64 Tormenta Exacta 5/5, Frozen Wedges, Armour: None State: Flesh wound on right upper shoulder.
The fragmentation-grenade flies over the bikers shoulder, hitting the ground once before exploding and showering him with burning scraps of metal and destroyed council property highway, A large piece of rubble shreds his back wheel, forcing him into a front wheelie which makes the head-shot exceedingly easy. As his bike riding corpse overturns and settles you hear a siren sound behind you, followed by flashes of blue light reflecting of the damp road.
