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
As you turn your back on the closet you hear a metallic clack on the tiles, followed by a scraping sound.
A high, slightly blocked voice "Have you seen my father?"
I played this once, a long time ago...
Isn't reminiscing wonderful?
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Concussed
The guy gives you a 0.3 second condescending smile. "Jes, it is an eco-car. But I mean, what is it doing here full of simpletons?"
It strongly resembles a seven year old girl with slightly greenish complexion, straw colored hair, and heavy machete's strapped to both wrists.
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Concussed
He squints a degree tighter at you and points at the serial number on your standard issue coat. "Yeah, well it looks like the mamma in question was a test tube, hombre."
Bobby gives you a heart broken look and hold out a bootied foot.
"Tie my waces?"
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Dandy Fine
The man -his name tag says 'Hello amigo, my name is: Antonio'- looks at you uncertainly, but gets out of the booth and uses a long handled mirror to check the underside of the car for bombs or viralpacks.
Satisfied he gestures to the strip of raw dirt between the first barb-wire fence, and the second. "That's a little bit of no-mans land. Just drive through the clear space and don't hit any bouncing Betties, 'cos they can really mess up the paint work."
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Dandy Fine
"Waces. Wwaces!"
She flicks the dangling strings from her shoe at you.
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Dandy Fine
Clara carefully maneuvers the pigmy car toward the second fence, avoiding hammered metal plates half buried in the sand that don't exactly emanate the words "Come and play".
She parks just before the second fence. Staring at the road ahead.
Name: Sean Deane
Notable features: 6ft 2' in height, with short brown hair, golden iris', with slightly tanned skin.
Inventory: Aspirin tablet, police radio, Centavo Sniper badge x2, bandages, army knife, 7.64, Muesli bars; assorted.
Tormenta Exacta 4/5,
Armour: None
State: Dandy Fine
