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
You have the blessing of being woken up by an official law-mans leather boot to back of the neck. Someone drawls into a speaker "Yeah, theres still one over heyre." You register that you are lying in cold stone rubble shadowed by leaning twisted metal walls.
Name: James. Notable features: Blonde hair, eyepatch. Inventory: Colt Wolf. State :healthy. I saw a man with black hair, and blue eyes. Follow me he says. I followed him.
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 cop takes the hit with a grunt and spits out a piece of alcoholic-gum, releasing you momentarily and quickly loading his pump-action weapon and aiming it at you while a second cop emerges from the car, for some reason wearing infrared goggles this early in the day.
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.
I look to see what everyone in the car is doing, if they are aiming at the police I will drop to the ground and attempt to turn over and shoot the officer, if they are not I will give them a nod indicating they should shoot the men.
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.
Luther is chipping glass from the window, making room to prop his gun, Bob, finally recovering from the alcohol is cowering in the back seat. Boid looks bored. The cop behind you fires a shot of electricity charged bird-shot into the ground near you, ricochets splinter and sting your legs.
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 first cop forgets about you and fires a second shot at Luther. Your ally is hit and the arm and drops out of view spasm-ing. The second cop rolls a Midnight Fog grenade your way and the air is soon filled by swirling ash colored smoke.
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.
I fire at where I believe the cop beside me was attempting for a body shot. Once I've emptied the clip I attempt to roll out of the fog and into some cover.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 0/18 ,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.
You are rapidly blinded by the fog, but judging by your hearing judge that the tase-gun wielder is dead. Or playing with watermelons and water-balloons. The second cop disappears into the fog, using his thermal goggles to see and launch a few punches at you. You manage to roll out of the fog, but find that it covers a shokingly large area, containing both cars. From outside the fog you see flashes of gun fire, and the blip of silenced shot.
Name: Sean Deane Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin. Inventory: Cain 12 0/18 ,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 screen of smoke battles for a few minutes with the hot breeze before dissipating to reveal Luther being cuffed by the cop, while Bob stems a flow of blood from his own leg.
