Broken World Roleplay :: NEW POLL VOTE NOW

[star9578]

I wake up to find myself in one of the warehouses in the poor district, as my hearing comes to, I hear the two men who ambushed me talking, "That dust storm is bad out there..." the first guy said, "Yeah, good thing we brought that guy in." the second one said, "But don't you think that is a bad idea? He will wake up eventually, then what?" the other asks, "Oh don't worry Tom, knowing your punches I'd say he will be out for a while." I pretend I am still knocked out but open my eyes just enough to get an idea of my surroundings, I can make out the outlines of the two men, sitting by a fire and I see a small black blob on the ground next to him. "That must be the gun from earlier, if I can just get it..." I think to myself, just then I notice one of the men walking over to me, he kicks me, and I lay there limp "See, I told ya, he is out cold, now stop worrying Tom and get some sleep, you look like you've been up for the past year." the other says to the one named Tom. "Yeah your right, I am pretty tired, just keep an eye on him and don't fall asleep, ok? He could wake up at any time." I hear him say, then I lay there awake, waiting for my moment to strike.
Name: Jake // Status: Hungry. // Location: Poor side of NYC. // Inventory: Nothing. // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: Nothing.

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[Jorici]

Name: Henry Brown
Status: Nervous
Location: Leonard Wayne's Mansion, Brooklyn, New York
Items (3/4):Berretta M9, Case of 24 rounds, a two-way radio, an eBoard v2
Gained: eBoard v2
Lost: Nothing

The wind gusts were getting stronger. I could hear things bumping against the building outside. Leo stood up. "Would you like some wine?" He asked me. I didn't drink, so I politely turned down the offer. He nodded his head and walked into the kitchen. After about a minute or so I heard a pounding on the door. It then turned into a thunderous knock. "Don't let him in." Leo said from the kitchen. The knocking stopped. Did he die? Surely a man can only take so much rust particles in his lungs. Just then, an axe smashed through the wooden window. Again, and again, and again, until the man could crawl through it. The rust wind and radiation came through the window, and I started coughing. But the man was coming closer with the axe. Was he after the eBoard V2? I didn't want to find out, and I grabbed the eBoard v2 and ran into the basement.

Can we have backpacks?

[DracoSoul]

Name: ROCKJAW MELONS
Status: Currently radically claiming to be the son of god
Location: a pub on the side of what was the road
Items (2/4): a bible, a revolver named 'Mary'
Gained: Infamy
[OPTIONAL] Backstory:

I'M JESUS

[Caution]

Is Draco serious? :L

You can have backpacks when you find them. :o I think a normal backpack should add 4 slots to your inventory.


The wind gusts around the city have topped around 50mph, which is almost nothing compared to some of the city's previous storms. But, like all of the ones before it, the wind dies down...

All [E]Boards are receiving an updated message.

...BUFFERING_

...CHECKING FOR NEW INFORMATION_

...NEW INFORMATION PRESENT. RETRIEVING_

...RETRIEVAL SUCCESSFUL_

...openMessage();;

...THE DUST STORM IN YOUR AREA HAS LET UP... IT IS NOW SAFE TO GO OUTSIDE BUT REMEMBER TO EXERCISE CAUTION... STAY AWAY FROM AREAS WHERE THE PARTICLES IN THE WIND HAVE ACCUMULATED SUCH AS CLOSED OFF BUILDINGS, INTACT CARS AND OTHER OBJECTS THAT MAY BE A HOST... IT IS NOW SAFE TO GO OUTSIDE... THE DUST STORM HAS CONTINUED NORTH TO CHECKPOINT G... SUSPEND TRAVEL PLANS NORTHWARD AS THE STORM IS CONTINUING IN THAT DIRECTION... THAT IS ALL...

...MESSAGE END_

...endConnection();;

...SAVING MESSAGE_

...MESSAGE SAVED [LOG73]_

...STANDING BY_

[Jokey365]

Name: Max Fallafle
Status: Selling fake goods to idiots
Location: OUTSIDE a pub on the side of what was the road
Items (4/4): Combat dagger, a small sack with money, fake clips of ammo (100), fake magazines of ammo (100)
Gained: Nothing
Lost: Nothing
[OPTIONAL] Backstory:

After a year in jail after countless murders, I have been set free. Most of my personal items were taken and burnt. This is why I live as a theif and scammer. If I didn't I would surely starve. I made my way to this pub in search if assistance. The cops have discovered I didn't learn my lesson and end my ways of crime. If nobody in here helps, I will surely be sent to death row.
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I walk into the pub unnoticed and slide into a chair away from the bartender. I ended up choosing a seat next to a man with a revolver in his pocket. He was reading a bible. I try not to examine him to much as he might get suspicious. I hide my face under my hood as the bartender walks over and asks me what I would like to drink. I tell him I'm fine and he hands a drink to the guy with the bible. I begin to count the money in my sack.

[Freeze]

Name: Freezen
Status: Just a normal guy. Decent smarts.
Location: In his bungalow. Only five rooms. Nothing special.
Items (4/4): Jetpack (this ok?), butterfly knife, toolbox and wallet.
Gained: eBoard
Lost: Virginity. Joke, lost nothing.
[OPTIONAL] Backstory: Just living a normal life. When the war hit Freezen just stayed away from the action. He built his own bomb shelter though, just in-case. His Jetpack was found lying on the road a bit broken. Freezen fixed it up.

I love your roleplays and you know it Caution. :D

[Caution]

Im gonna say no to a jetpack lol.

[Jorici]

Name: Henry Brown
Status: Good
Location: Checkpoint F AKA the Brooklyn bridge.
Items in Backpack: (3/4): Case of 9MM ammo (24 rounds), a two-way radio, and an eBoard v2.
Items in hand: (1/4) Berretta M9
Vital Signs: Good
Radiation Level: 140 Rads.
Gained: backpack (+ 4 Items on reserve)
Lost: Nothing


I shut the heavy basement door and slid the deadbolt in place. I hope Leo will be alright, but I have to doubt that he will be. Now to assess my surroundings. Lead plated walls, cupboards, weapon cabinets, and a door. I decided to try the door, and I couldn't help but notice the nifty little backpack in the corner. I decided to take it, and I shoved all the things I didn't want to carry into it. I decided to take a check on my radiation level form that exposure I just had, and it was 140. I had no idea what it meant because I couldn't compare it to anything, but hey, I felt fine. I tried opening the lead door, but it was no use. I kicked it, pushed it, and finally it gave in. Ahead there was a dark, musty tunnel that led to who knows where. I flicked the light on my eBoard on, and it illuminated a 12 foot radius around me. I was heading East, back towards Manhattan, apparently.

[Freeze]

Im gonna say no to a jetpack lol.

Aww. Ok, a fire extinguisher then.

[PowerDag]

Name: Ryan "PowerDag" White
Status: Irradiated
Location: Brooklyn Bridge East
Items in Backpack: (2/4): Electric Guitar, eBoard v2.0
Items in Hand: (1/4) Electric Guitar
Vital Signs: Fine
Radiation Level: 670 Rads. / Very High
I wake up in my bedroom, not yet ready to face the new day. I opened my eyes after a few minutes to find that a uranite meteorite has crashed into my room. My vision is blurred and I feel slightly numb. I get up uneasily, grab something random turning out to be my eBoard, and stumble downstairs, feeling as if I have two left feet. As I get farther from the meteorite, I regain my senses.
     KSH, CLACK!
I hear a noise that seems to come from the basement. I pick up my steel electric guitar and slowly walk down. I hit the door with my fist, and it cracks. Oops.

Ryan: "Is someone in there?"
?????: "...No."

Heh. Funny guy.

[morningstar]

Name: Calvin Green
Status: Not Hungry
Location: Under Checkpoint F AKA the Brooklyn Bridge
Items (3/4): #1) Gas Mask; #2) Swiss Army Knife; #3) Rad Detector
Gained: Swiss Army Knife
Lost: Nothing

I wake up in my hole.  It is a small, virtualy un-noticeable cavity on the side of the East River.  As usual, I climb into my raft and go on my usual trip to fish, and to boil water.  I have one of the only Rad Detectors.  I was a born and bred thief.  It's helpful to find which fish are the safest to eat here.  As usual, I put the mask in the water.  As usual, I catch a fish by pulling the mask up at the last second.  I was in luck today.  The fish were plentiful.  "Must be the dust storm," I muttered as I worked.  I boiled water with my usual fire supplies in the boat, and slapped a fish in after seeing it was safe in the Rad Detector.  As I put in the fish, I caught a glint in  the river with the corner of my eye.  It was in the shallows.  I paddled over and picked it up.  "Yes!" I shouted as I picked up a swiss army knife.  Then bullets scored hits in the water around me.  I dived under and swam to the other side of the river.  I first made sure I had my rope attached to to my waist.  I towed my raft back to the cave and prepared for a meal.  

How'd I do?  :)

[Caution]

Sorry guys, Ill read in a second: Im in the car on my phone. Power, you can't start with an [E]Board 2.0. Eventually Ill probably add in some sort of thing that enables it but you can't as of now. That was someone else's idea and its rightfully theirs with a totally realistic circumstance, and actually its technically not his yet.

[Jokey365]

I quickly turn around as a siren wales outside the pub. Cops. I hop out of my seat and dash to the bathroom. I slam and lock the door as the police burst into the pub. I could hear their chatter behind the bathroom door. "OK! We don't want any trouble, we're looking for a man like this!". I could tell he was holding up a poster of me. "He looks a little like the man that just rushed to the bathroom!" I heard the bartender say. My heart fell to the floor. Fell so fast you could hear it. The next thing I knew the police were at the door. "SHOW YOURSELF!" one of the cops said. I didn't dare open the door. I had no choice. I pulled the door open and pulled a cop inside. With my agility the cops didn't see it coming. I had the cop in the bathroom pinned. I pulled out my knife and stabbed him in the head with a quick jerk of my arm. The cops began to bust down the door. I raided the dead cop and looked around for an exit. I noticed the venalation shaft. I was small but not small enough to fit inside. I had no choice though. I SQUEEZED into that shaft and crawled around untill the shaft gave way and collapsed to my weight. I didn't get very far, only to the other end of the pub, but I had an opening. I leapt out the window and took one of the police cruisers. I drove off, bullets wizzing by. Eventually I lost the cops. I decided to head for checkpoint F. The Brooklyn bridge.
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Name: Max Fallafle
Status: In shock
Location: On a long road headed for checkpoint F
Items in backpack (4/4): Shotgun (50 Ammo), Small Sack of Coins, Fake Clips of Ammo (100), Fake Magazines of Ammo (100)
Gained: Shotgun (50 Ammo)
Lost: Combat Knife

[star9578]

I lay there, awake for about an hour and finally the other guy falls asleep, I see my opening and I take it, I get up slowly and head towards the pistol on the ground, "Idiots, should've hid that thing." I pick up the pistol and look around for ammo, then I realize that the only ammo I have is in the current magazine. "Great, only about 5 rounds it looks like..." I slip the magazine quietly back into the gun and begin to push the door open to go back outside, but before I do I read my E-Board, "Good, the dust storm let up." I slowly push the door open and quietly walk out, once outside I begin to head towards checkpoint F, covering my mouth just in case there were any dust particles hanging around.
Name: Jake // Status: Hungry. // Location: Heading towards Checkpoint F. // Inventory: Rusty M9 Pistol, 5 Pistol Rounds. // Gained: Rusty M9 Pistol, 5 Pistol Rounds. // Lost: Nothing.

[Caution]

Items in backpack (4/4):

Where did you get a backpack?

Also I'm making a general map. :o


The [E]Board V2 in Henry Brown's possession receives a new message.

...BUFFERING_

...CHECKING FOR NEW INFORMATION_

...NEW INFORMATION PRESENT. RETRIEVING_

...RETRIEVAL SUCCESSFUL_

...openMessage();;

...MR LEONARD WAYNE... WE HAVE DISCOVERED YOU ARE IN POSSESSION OF AN ILLEGAL OBJECT... AN [E]BOARD VERSION 2.0.0... THIS TECHNOLOGY IS OWNED BY THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT AND IT IS NOT YOUR PROPERTY... WE REQUEST YOU RETURN IT TO AN OFFICIAL CHECKPOINT ADMINISTRATOR OR YOU WILL FACE PENALTIES... IF YOU COOPERATE AND RETURN THE [E]BOARD VERSION 2.0.0 YOU WILL BE REWARDED...

...MESSAGE END_

...endConnection();;

...SAVING MESSAGE_

...MESSAGE SAVED [LOG2]_

...STANDING BY_

All [E]Boards in the area are receiving and updated message.



...BUFFERING_

...CHECKING FOR NEW INFORMATION_

...NEW INFORMATION PRESENT. RETRIEVING_

...RETRIEVAL SUCCESSFUL_

...openPicture();;



...openMessage();;

...ATTACHED IS A PICTURE OF THE LOCAL AREA SURROUNDING CHECKPOINT B THROUGH CHECKPOINT H... IT WAS TAKEN DIRECTLY FROM THE MAP IN THE GOVERNMENT BUILDING... BE AWARE THE MAP IS OLD AND CERTAIN AREAS ARE DEPRECATED OR ABANDONED AND MAY BE HIGHLY DANGEROUS... ALL CITIZENS SHOULD EXERCISE CAUTION WHILE TRAVELING AROUND THE OCEAN... CREATURES HAVE BEEN KNOWN IN THE AREA TO BE HAZARDOUS... THE WATER ITSELF IS UNSAFE... CONTAINING MASSIVE LEVELS OF RADIATION... PEOPLE IN THE AREA ARE NOT ADVISED TO EXPLORE THE UNKNOWN TERRITORIES ALONE OR WITH POOR WEAPONS AND ARMOR... IF YOU MUST GO WITH A GROUP OF PEOPLE AND HAVE SUFFICIENT SUPPLIES...

 ...MESSAGE END_

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...STANDING BY_