Ello, this is Moat, making a comeback to the Forum Games community with Fascist Underground RPG! Here's the deal; The year is 3204. Seventy-four years ago, North Korea nuked all the world powers, i.e. China, America, England, Russia, etc., and then they barred in the countries with their armada, threatening destruction until the countries surrendeered. They forced the other countries into subservience using their amassed army, and now rule the world with an iron fist. All people in the world must now see the North Korean leader as their God. All religious artifacts, weapons, communication devices, first aid kits, and such, have been banned. If a person needs help, they need to go to a center placed up. A few people who went to centers have never returned. Your duty is to either stop the tyranny of North Korea as a rebel, or crush all resistance against it with an iron fist as a fascist. Here is your Character Sheet:
Name: Anything you want Age: Anything reasonable Team: Fascist or Rebel. Country: Any country that exists. Country will determine where you start at, and what items you start out with. HP: Your HitPoints are your health. If HitPoints reaches zero, you die! It is drained by getting hurt, or being hungry/thirsty, and can be raised by resting, or using a med kit. Thirst: Thirst is how thirsty you are. If it reaches zero, you start losing Morale and HitPoints. Your Thirst can be filled up again by drinking something. Hunger: Hunger is how hungry you are. If it reaches zero, you start losing Morale and HitPoints. Your Hunger can be raised again by eating something. Also, if your Hunger reaches zero, your attributes are all lowered by one point until you eat something. Attributes: Attributes are your main determining factors. You have 15 points to distribute among them. Strength: Your physical strength. What you can lift, how much melee damage you do, etc. is determined by Strength Agillity: Agility is how dextrous you are, and determines things like if you can climb, swim, jump, etc. Endurance: Endurance is your toughness, and determines your Hit Points, how long you can do things without getting tired, etc. Intelligence: Intelligence is how smart you are. It mainly governs Skills, like how good you are at them, and how long it takes for you to learn them, but it also handles other things, like what kind of items you can learn to use. Charisma: Charisma is your, well, charisma. It's like how persuasive you are. Lets you lie, bluff, etc, plus lowers shop prices! Skills: Skills are things you can do. I'll post the list of skills in a while, but you don't get to pick any yet. Items: I'll give you your Items based on your Country when you start. Allies: You don't have any allies right now, but you'll gain some as the game goes on. Allies are people who help you, but beware, they can be enemies. Morale: Morale is your hope. If morale reaches zero, you will surrender. Morale is lowered by losing, getting hurt, being hungry or thirsty, etc. Morale can be raised by winning, sleeping, or someone with high Charisma can give a sort of speech, if it's a group.
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
He just stands in front of the door. "I'm not allowed in," he explains. "I'm priveliged enough to know where it is, and I showed you, brother, but I can't go in."
A) Aw, come on man! Where's your spine! Get me in there! B) Fine, I'll do it myself. Thanks for your help C) Make your own option
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
You're coming, boy, or I'm splattering your brain everywhere. And then you can't serve the Father, now can you?
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
He grins. "Maybe not," he says affably. Then you hear a faint click. You turn around. You see a gun pointed at your head. "I wasn't lying," he explains, his voice harsh and cold, completely changed. "Not really. The Father really did congratulate me on my torture skills, and everything I've told you is true. Although my attitude was a complete lie, you've gotta be a good actor to be a good inquisitor. Now...I get really sick of you threatening me. So, it stops now. Or it'll be your brains on the pavement."
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
"Didn't see that coming." I say rather cold and fearlessly. "I believe I may be in a bit of a twist. So, you win this one. Although I think you won't be getting much of an apology. When you happen to be like me, your will is unbreakable. So. . . ." *I pull out my gun like lightning and have it pointed at him* "What's it going to be? Shoot me, and you die. Don't shoot me, you live. Choose. Now!"
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
As long as you only control you, and don't do anything ridiculous. He laughs dryly and talks in a sarcastic tone. "I am so shocked by this completely unforseen move," he quips. You want to bash his face in. You're facing him to point your gun at him. He moves a step, and you are about to pull the trigger when the guard hits the back of your head with the butt of his gun. You wake up on the sidewalk, feeling awful, and the back of your head is bloody. The two guys are still there. You...
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
"Okay. I'm really sorry about whenever agos happenings unfolded." I say. I then pull out my pistol and shoot them in the heads. "No one hits me and lives. Now time to find this bioweapon. This has gone far enough. F*** the Father."
I'ma rebel now. Is that okay? If not, then, well, okay.
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
Well, I guess it's OK, but you'd have to change classes. Thief and Engineer are already taken, so you'd have to be a Hunter or Doctor.
Name: Wileix Valarocov Age: 27 HP: 30/30 Thirst: Fully Hydrated(15/15) Hunger: Well Fed(15/15 Exhaustion: Rested(20/30) Team: Fascist Class: Assassin Country: Russia Location: Maine, U.S.A Strength: 4 Agillity: 2 Endurance: 3 Intelligence: 3 Charisma: 3 Skills: Items: Beam Carbine, Toxin, Titanium Plate Armor, Knife, Pistol, Flak Grenade, Maine Plane Ticket Allies: Morale: 20/25 Description: He is a sadistic assassin from Siberia, whos loyalty to the Father is both disturbing and amazing at the same time. He has a reputation of torturing those who are against the Father in extremely brutal ways, often using crude implements as a means of extreme pain. He will employ methods of removal of limbs, fingers, and sensitive aweas (tongue, eyes, ears, lower areas, etc.) as a way of getting what he wants, as illustrated recently by a quite brutal attack upon a rebel.
Darn. I'm not a fascist anymore, but I don't want to change classes.
How about. . . um. . . what about. . . uh. . . I don't know.
I'll just go hunt down some Peace Guards to put to death.
