Name: Laea

Age: 20

Sex: Female

Gang: South

Appearance:


Clothes: She’s not bothered as long as they allow her enough movement space. So she’s okay with anything from jeans to skirts so long as she can fight in them. Plus, she can’t be picky about what she wears because most of it is picked up from the trash and washed or stolen from ramshackle stalls that have been set up instead of stores.

Weapon: A Taser and an old revolver. She also has a bike she
found and fixed up herself with spare parts from junkyards.

Personality: Laea is a quiet, moody person who’s not very
social. She’s an introvert, and likes being invisible. She prefers to
watch than be watched, so to speak. She’s pretty even tempered, and
doesn’t really express her anger.

She relies on logic and reason, and refuses to get emotionally attached
to anything. She has a strong sense of what is right and wrong
(according to her at least) and will not hesitate to ignore orders if
she feels they are wrong.

For the most part, she is loyal and trustworthy, and would die before
betraying her gang. She’s very committed to their cause and has a focus
and drive that may astonish people. She’s not flexible, cold,
emotionally detached and sometimes cruel.

Biography: Laea was born to the poorest of the poor, a teenaged couple who had a child as a last ditched attempt to find some salvation. That did not happen. Her parents cared for her until she was 6 years before they both died of ADV423. She wandered the streets and scrounged food off dumpsters. When she was 7, she was ‘adopted’ by a 15 year old girl who found her.

This girl, Hannah, was obsessed with the Key. Laea had heard about the key, but had always thought that it was a legend. A fairytale. But Hannah seemed to believe otherwise and devoted her life to looking for it. Laea went everywhere with Hannah, and learned quite a lot about the key in the process. When Hannah turned 21, she contracted the virus and died three months later because her travels and her search had weakened her. Just 14 then, Laea was wracked with grief. She blamed Hannah’s death on the Key, because if Hannah hadn’t been searching for it, she would have lived longer.

Much later, Laea did realize that she not being rational in blaming a legend for Hannah’s death, but she had been bent upon destroying the Key for so long that she didn’t know how to do anything else. When she was 16, she had joined up with the South Gang, drawn to their goal of destroying the key.

Now, she holds a respectable position in the gang hierarchy and is more determined than ever to destroy the key. She knows that she only has a year left, and that simply urged her to find, and destroy the Key sooner rather than later.

Other:
Fighting Ability- Reasonably good fighter, relying more on agility than brute strength.
Reasoning- She’s very rash and abrupt.
Mental Capacity: She’s very smart, and uses her intelligence to gather information about the key.
Overall: Average.

I'll fill in the rest when I have more time CM.

I finished my two profiles. Check 'em out if you'd like.

EDIT: I completely changed my characters biography seeing as how it didn't fit into the story, now it's more realistic in terms of date and time.

Name:

Terra Roshni

Age:

19

Sex:

Female

Gang:

West gang

Appearance:



Weapon:

She carries with her bottles of poisonous material that have a negative effect on the human body. The ways she uses to get these materials into ones system are various but preferably with a needle when the "patient" is knocked out.

Personality:

She is awkward when confronting strangers as she doesn't know how to act. Since she was in school Terra always kept to herself, when faced with an awkward situation such as a conversation with someone she doesn't know, she tends to go silent making things even more awkward.

Terra has a great appetite for literature, especially biology books. She wrote the book 'Bioentities, Progress in Man' but could never publish it due to her shyness of social encounters. She can be called smart even though not obvious at first glance, Terra over evaluates her situation far too often and starts to panic when she doesn't know what to do.

Although her weird personality tends to scare off most people, once she gets used to a person she is gentle and respectful, she is very tolerant with people that she likes. She also knows when to listen and to take orders, Terra is more of a follower then a leader.

Biography:

Since Terra was an infant her dad had cared for her, as a single dad he wasn't that rich; but nevertheless he always had enough to get by and live a decent life, It wasn't until one year later when everything went to hell and her dad gave her away to some friends of his so she could get by. When Terra was in their care she got into literature and she changed completely. At age 6 she had created a compound that can evaporate almost any metal in ones body. [Yes, including iron.] Her gifted ability was soon well known within the group and she expanded her knowledge quickly, for a former university graduate had tutored her. When her group started dieing out Terra knew that she would soon have to fend for herself, at 16 she was left alone, luckily she still had the old apartment to return to. The young genius quickly learned her way around the city and knew how to get clean water via boiling.

Being alone for a while she ended up doing what she did best, chemistry. She wanted to find the cure for this epidemic, so she sought a gang she heard about from a one of her fathers friends a while back, whose main goal was to find some 'Key' and to find a cure, she went out every night trying to seek them out until one day she got lucky. They quickly embraced her into their gang and where she lacked in fighting skill she made up for with her vast arsenal of knowledge, she quickly climbed the ranks for being one of the best scientists around.

Other:

Her favorite food is sushi and she dislikes slow music, she needs to listen to music while working.

Name: Anel Hagen
Age: 13
Sex: Male
Gang: North
Appearance:

Hair: Cream
Eyes: Emerald Green
Height: 3'0

Weapon: None most of the time.

Personality:

One could say that Anel is too mature for someone his age as he seems to be the one who always has a level head in the gang despite dire situations. Anel never loses his cool and always tries to assist his fellow gang members the best he could. Despite this, Anel can somewhat sound pessimistic most of the time. Anel is a highly observant Christian despite the turmoils the world faces. He always trusts on the one above more than anyone else. Anel is also quite the pacifist, preferring diplomacy over fighting; a quality that has led him into quarrels with his fellow gang members.

He is quite secretive of his emotions, only divulging it to people who are close to him or his gang leader. Anel is fearless of death and embraces the fact that he too will die someday (in a good way). He rarely smiles and wears a constantly emotionless mask, making it hard for people to read what's going on in his mind.

Biography:

Anel was born about 4 years before the initial outbreak of the virus. Anel was the son of a teenage couple. Unlike most teenage pregnancies, Anel's parents didn't abandon him and tried their best to give him the life he deserves. Anel's parents had taught him the value of helping others despite the world's deteriorating condition. They told him that selfishness will only bring the world closer to it's doom.

Anel's father died when he was 3 (due to an accident) and his mother when he was 7. This changed Anel drastically and the once bright ball of sunshine became a pessimistic and mature child. After being orphaned, Anel started wandering the streets like most of the kids who had lost their parents to the virus. He wasn't left completely alone though as he was with his (not biologically)older sister, Sabriyah. It was during this time that he met his best friend to be, Tim. Tim was an optimistic and cheerful 20 something and a complete opposite of Anel. It was Tim that taught Anel all about Christianity giving him something to hold on to.

Fate was not kind to Tim however. Tim was 20 when Anel met him and he died as soon as he hit 22. Devastated and broken once more, Anel thought of suicide as the best option to get away from it all. He had ran away from Sabriyah to commit the grim deed. As he was attempting to do so, he saw a person that looked very much like Tim. Hope has been rekindled into Anel's heart. He returned to Sabriyah and decided on following that person, eventually joining the Northern gang in the process along with his sister.

Today Anel is in charge of running the 7th Bell chapel, an old Christian church which serves as a shelter as well as an armory for the Northern Gang. He still doesn't know why the gang's leader had assigned him to undertake the task but he does it nonetheless in order to stay close to Ulric.

Other:

a. Anel is an expert in gun maintenance but has never fired one.
b. Anel has a pet cat in the chapel which he named Ciel.

(EDIT- Expanded the history and general information for the Brotherhood of Steel section. Other minor grammatical edits.)

Alright, well, three hours, a cigarette and glass of whiskey later, and I have finished the Technology FAQ for this RP. I hope that everyone finds it acceptable, and I put a massive amount of research and personal concepts into it. There is inspiration from Fallout in this, but that is expected from someone as in love with the game as I am. I have tried to tie everything into reality by offering a Real World Facts blurb after each article. If there are any opinions or concerns, please speak your mind, especially the GM. I will also post my character profile and a brief Bio about the organization that my character belongs to at the bottom of this page. I apologize that this is such a long and detailed post, but I cannot double-post, otherwise I would have separated it out.

ADV423 Technology FAQ

“Modern” Technology

After the massive destruction unleashed upon the world between 2080 and 2100, technology and the creation of new technology was all but lost. However, despite the global destruction, many areas remained. Humans were in some parts able to continue living in the ruins, establishing communities and even cities, and some major cities were not completely destroyed in the explosions, and areas such as Washington DC had some intact buildings. Many of the Metro systems remained intact, while some were blocked, they remain the easiest way to move around most large urban areas. As such, a great deal of technology and know-how survived, and the humans that lived through the atrocities of those times preserved what they had.

As such, there are working gas engines, electronics, and other modern devices. Imagine life around 1995 compared to now: the technology of our daily life has changed considerably in just over ten years. I picture post-war technology to be around that time period, 1995-1997. Technology was advanced compared to ten years prior, but not refined as it is ten years later. Essentially, anything high-tech is mostly gone. Another example is thus: a car from 1950 can be easily repaired with wrenches and metal parts, but a car from 2000 has computers and whatnot; you need a trained technician for that kind of work. So take a look around; anything you think would work if you banged it around a bit and maybe got it dirty would still function 100 years after a nuclear war. As for power and running water, modern luxuries we take for granted, I am sure that humanity would figure out these things, especially since books are still around, and honestly, the Romans had running water.

My point is that technology in 2200 is not super-advanced wondertech. Some of that is around, but only in places that were protected from war. Humanity is a hardy bunch, and science is not forgotten easily, so life is still livable. It sucks, but it works.

Pre-War (before 2100) Technology

Military Technology

Firearms:

A great deal of pre-war firearms have survived, and function no different then those of the early 20th century. Although more advanced, the gun has not evolved a staggering amount, but has become more refined. Classic, rugged designs like the AK-47 still exist, and the average human can gain easy access to all manner of pistols and rifles.

Lasers:

Laser technology was the cutting edge of military hardware before the war. The first handheld laser systems were developed in 2060, and were constantly refined into the standard issue rifles and pistols seen in the final years.
The general idea of laser-beam weaponry was to hit a target with a train of brief pulses of light. The rapid evaporation and expansion of the surface causes shockwaves that damage the target. The power needed to project a high-powered laser beam of this kind was difficult to apply to mobile power technology until the invention of hyper-lithium batteries in 2057. These batteries hold an amazing amount of energy, and could be used in the average laser weapon for 30-50 shots. They could be recharged in sunlight, exposure to live electric current, or even by immersion in fire, though this last method reduced the lifetime of the battery.
Many laser weapons have survived the years, but are often in military armouries and unavailable for easy access. Regardless, well-equipped and wealthy groups are able to acquire these amazing weapons, be it in limited amounts.

(Real World Facts: On March 18, 2009 Northrop Grumman announced that its engineers had successfully built and tested an electric laser capable of producing a 100-kilowatt ray of light, powerful enough to destroy an airplane or a tank. An electric laser is theoretically capable, according to Brian Strickland, manager for the United States Army's Joint High Power Solid State Laser program, of being mounted in an aircraft, ship, or vehicle because it requires much less space for its supporting equipment than a chemical laser. With this in mind, reliable, man-portable lasers could be developed in 50 years.)

Armour:

Combat armour: A good deal of pre-war combat armour still survives, from military bases and police departments. Designed to sheath the human body as completely as possible in high durability armor, the primary skin of pre-war combat armor was composed of complex polymers and ceramics. This hard armor was manufactured as specific plates and these plates are affixed to a flexible body suit woven from projectile-resistant and fire-retardant materials.

The torso was covered by the primary armor assembly, including a split breastplate, pauldrons, gorget, and abdominal ring. The sleeves of the body suit are full sleeves, and include armor plate protection for the upper and lower arms, as well as gloves. The lower body is protected by woven trousers and incorporate no hard armour, save armoured boots. In the interests of comfort and maneuverability, the armour encasing the foot and lower leg is articulated, not sealed. While this permits longer wear times and more comfortable and sure footing, it compromises the armor integrity. Consequently, water and other liquids can enter the armour and affect the user. A helmet completes the ensemble. In most pre-war variants, the helmet was a ballistic assembly, designed to protect the wearer from projectile and energy weapon impacts, bladed weapons, blunt trauma, and concussion. An integrated polarized visor protects the user's eyes from the ordinary battlefield hazards of grit and dust, but also laser blindness and fragments.

Power Armour: A powered exoskeleton is a powered mobile machine consisting primarily of a skeleton-like framework worn by a person and a power supply that supplies at least part of the activation-energy for limb movement. Powered exoskeletons are designed to assist and protect the wearer. They were designed to assist and protect soldiers and construction workers, or to aid the survival of people in other dangerous environments.

The Powered Infantry Armour is the peak of armored infantry technology, initially developed in the West Colorado Research Facility laboratories. Now, only the most technologically advanced factions with access to pre-war military bases, have access to this Armour, and none possesses the technology required to manufacture new Power Armor models.

The first version of Power Armor successfully deployed in combat was the R-45d model, which originally ran on small energy cells, burning through them at an alarming rate. In response, later versions were manufactured with built-in MicroFusion packs. The most advanced pre-war model, R-51b Power Armor is fitted with a back-mounted RX-28 MicroFusion pack which generates 60,000 Watts to power the HiFlo hydraulic systems built into the frame of the suit. Made of the poly-laminate composite, the R-51b shell is lightweight and capable of absorbing over 2500 Joules of kinetic impact. The 10 micron silver ablative coating can reflect laser and radiation emissions without damage to the composite subsurface.

(Real World Facts: The first exoskeleton was co-developed by General Electric and the United States military in the 1960's, named Hardiman, which made lifting 250 pounds feel like lifting 10 pounds. It was impractical due to its 1,500-pound weight. Working examples of powered exoskeletons have been constructed but are not currently widely deployed. Various problems remain to be solved, including suitable power-supply. In January 2007, Newsweek magazine reported that the Pentagon had granted development funds to University of Texas to develop military-grade artificial monomer fibers. These electrically contractive fibers are intended to increase the strength-to-weight ratio of movement systems in military powered armor.)

Robotics:

Pre-war Military Robots were essentially armoured and armed versions of the civil robots, although very few humanoid robots were used by militaries. Most robots were used for reconnaissance or guard duty, and often were powered by small fusion reactors. Many military bases are guarded by robot sentries, and some have been captured and re-programmed for private use.

(Real World Facts: The Special Weapons Observation Reconnaissance Detection System is a weaponized robot being developed by for the US Army. The current price of one unit is $230,000. It is not autonomous, but instead has to be controlled by a soldier using a small console to remotely direct the device and fire its weapons. In 2007, three SWORDS units were deployed to Iraq. )

Medical Technology

Civil Bioengineering and Medical Cybernetics

In pre-war medicine, there were two important and different types of Cyborgs: the restorative and the enhanced. Restorative technologies were able to restore lost function, organs, and limbs. The key aspect of restorative cybernetics was the repair of broken or missing limbs and organs to revert to a healthy or average level of function. There were no enhancement to the original body parts that were lost. On the contrary, the enhanced Cyborg followed the principle of optimal performance: maximizing output of the new body parts, thus, the enhanced Cyborg intends to exceed normal processes or even gain new functions that were not originally present.

After the war, most Cybernetics technology was lost permanently, and those that could create it were unable to explain the technologies behind it. Many scientists believe that a re-discovery of Cybernetics can assist the human race in developing beyond its present, normative limitations such as aging and disease, as well as other, more general in capacities, such as limitations on speed, strength, endurance, and intelligence. However, unless an advanced medical computer system could be discovered, the like hood of restored Cybernetics is but a dream.

(Real World Facts: Modern bionic implants in medicine allow model organs or body parts to mimic the original function more closely. Jesse Sullivan became one of the first people to operate a fully robotic limb through a nerve-muscle graft, enabling him a complex range of motions beyond that of previous prosthetics. By 2004, a fully functioning artificial heart was developed; so limited Cyborgs aren’t that far-fetched.)

Civil Energy Technology

Fusion power:
After the Resource Wars ended in 2047, a new power source was adapted throughout the world: Fusion. In this kind of reaction, two light atomic nuclei fuse together to form a heavier nucleus and in doing so, release a large amount of energy. Most pre-war designs for fusion power plants involve using the fusion reactions to create a thermonuclear heat source; this is similar to most fission-driven nuclear power stations. However, fusion reactors can be made very small, and the smallest pre-war models were the size of a backpack. Also, fusion cannot suffer a meltdown and produces no harmful waste, making it a clean alternative to all other power sources.

Today however, most of the world’s fusion power plants are not running, due to destruction or disuse. However, many of these plants are in stable enough shape to be activated, and a good amount of small fusion reactors have survived, mostly in military bases or fusion powered cars. This being said, it is very difficult to restore fusion reactors, and it is dangerous to modify them without proper training. Thus, most of the world lives without the benefit of this amazing power source, save for those in luxury, and even then, it is rare.

(Real World Facts: The first Fusion reactor was tested in 1997 and the European Union plans on beginning construction on the first working Fusion plant starting around 2010.)

Other Civil Technology

Artificial Intelligence:

Pre-war AI systems were highly advanced, and were used for logistics, data mining, medical diagnosis and many other areas throughout the technology industry. These AIs could manage a near infinite amount of information and as such were put in charge of many databases and servers. Also, most large cities in the world had AI programs to regulate police and other emergency services. AI technology was also used by many modern militaries, although with a wary eye at all times. Sophisticated regulation programs never allowed any AI systems to gain sentience, hence why mankind destroyed itself, and not a legion of robots.

In the current day however, few AI systems, if any exist. Decades of power loss have erased them from existence, and the massive networking servers required to keep them “alive” have been destroyed or fallen into disrepair. Even so, some AI programs may have survived, in bunkers or other fortified buildings. Needless to say, the recovery of an intact AI could be amazingly beneficial to modern civilization, the entire knowledge of all past events could be known; some say that a working AI could hold the answer to the Cure, or even provide the knowledge to re-build society and bring life back to the way it was before the war. However, these same AIs could have gone rampant and gained sentience, believing they were human. It is unknown how a sentient AI would behave, or what it could do, but the fear of such has been burned into the human psyche.

(Real World Facts: We are all well aware of modern computer technology, and let’s face it, AI programs will exist in the next ten years or so.)

Civil Robotics

Robotics in pre-war times were very advanced, with many robots in medicine and everyday construction. By the 2060s, most robots were humanoid, complete with voices and realistic movements. The Laws of Robotics prevented robots from harming humans, and were seen as an amazing invention. Most middle-class people in the 2070s could afford a household robot, and American Robotics was the primary firm, based in New York.

Now, robots are hardly seen, as they require a large amount of regular maintenance and have fairly hungry engines. Most that still exist run on electricity, and are used for tasks humans can’t do. Others have been converted to run off of gas engines, but they are a rare sight.

(Real World Facts: ASIMO is a humanoid robot created by Honda. Standing at 3 feet 11 inches and weighing 114 pounds, the robot resembles a small astronaut wearing a backpack and can walk or run on two feet at speeds up to 4.3 mph. ASIMO was created at Honda's Research & Development Center in Japan, with the first model created in1986. The newest model of ASIMO can be rented from Honda for one million dollars a year and is able to act as a personal robotic butler.)

The Brotherhood of Steel

When first war broke out, the children of the soldiers, colloquially known as military brats, were left in many cases alone. Parents died out leaving many orphans in the bases, in the towns, and in the streets. All these children grew up worshiping the soldiers who lived there as heroes. And it never takes much for a hero to grow into a God.

With access to a wide array of the technology, but almost none of the knowledge of how to use it, they relied on the teachings of the younger members of the military, those unaffected by ADV 423. The soldiers would defend the children as well, training those that were old enough tin the use of weapons and power armor. They also discovered that the young children, with small dexterous hands, trained young, were often the best technicians. The jobs and training slowly cemented themselves in ritual and ceremony, evolving into the Church of Steel.

The Church of Steel worships technology as a machine God, and the true savior of humanity. They think it is the will of Steel that will guide humanity back from the brink, and that through only technology and faith can they be restored to the glory of long life and control of the planet again.

Many of the original training and history to the Brotherhood, as the members call themselves, are now ceremony and religious doctrine. Young children are brought in as technicians, working, maintaining and repairing the few suits and weapons that remain. The training takes almost all of childhood, and none really have one. It is considered a poor omen for a child, or Initiate as the Brotherhood refers to them, not to have a first word having to do with a weapon or piece of Armor.

The training and apprenticeship of an Initiate lasts until puberty, where an Initiate is now faced with a new body, awkward and growing. Here, the Initiate becomes a Squire, a trainee in the Brotherhood’s military ranks, and it is here that a Brother is offered their first real opportunity to leave, as they have no interest in one who does not wish to serve. A brother now trains with the armor and weapons they spent their childhood maintaining and repairing, becoming a proficient and militaristic soldier devoted to nothing, save Steel and the Brothers. Upon the completion of training, a brother is granted the rank of Knight, and given service and duty.

Promotions from here on are based on Merit and preference, with a Knight being able to serve as a Knight, the military arm and protectors of Steel; a Scribe, one in charge of maintaining the records and the training of the younger Initiates and Squires; Missionary who teaches all they can on the Word of Steel. From there, Knights in command of their fellows and who have shown bravery and skill wielding the Weapons of Steel is a Paladin, revered in battle. Scribes are Senior Scribes, maintaining the words and ways of Steel for eternity. Missionaries are Priests and Priestesses, who spread the Word in all their capabilities and see over the Will of Steel in its execution

When a brother reaches 21, and the ADV 423 leaves dormancy, they become Elders, and serve in managerial capacities or as Missionaries, spreading the word of Steel to the others. Despite their preaching, it is rare and almost impossible for an outsider to join the Brotherhood, it is too hard to join, as each step requires the previous. Breeding within the Brotherhood is encouraged, both to keep the brotherhood alive and a new source of Initiate in coming, but also to spread the Will of Steel. It is often seen as a duty, and both parents are given time away from their duties to see to the well being of the child, often the only time away form their duties they ever have.

The Whole of the Brotherhood views themselves as a family, and as the true inheritors of the Legacy of Steel. Few can trace the background of their group, and almost none save the Clergy can trace the whole of their Religion back to Lt. Ross Valentine, who first trained a base of Children at the Pentagon, now the Holy Citadel for the Brotherhood of Steel.

Character Profile

Name: Teletha “Tessa” Firaxis

Age: 20

Sex: Female

Gang: None. Allied with the East and West.

Appearance:

Ethnicity: Irish/Russian
Height: 6'0''
Weight: 150lbs
Hair color and style: Waist length and violet, usually kept in a high ponytail.
Eye color: Bright green

Physical Appearance:
Physically fit, with a standard build of someone who has spent a life in the military. Teletha is known for her height and beauty, and is often mistaken for a civilian when not in her armour. When not in her full Power Armour, she is most often seen in a navy blue tank top, urban camo BDU pants, and combat boots.

Power Armour:
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Weapons and Equipment: R-51b Powered Infantry armour. AER9 military-grade Laser Rifle, Silenced .45 Pistol, Combat knife, EMP and Fragmentation Grenades.

Personality: A die-hard member of the Brotherhood, Teletha is famous for her command prowess and infamous for her ruthless combat doctrines and treatment of enemy forces. She is a professional soldier to the letter, but has become much more relaxed as time has dragged on, realizing how fragile life is. Teletha will not tolerate breaches in protocol, but chooses her battles carefully, and is regarded by others as a calm and caring individual, referred to as “kind of like my big sister, you know, if she had a suit of Power Armour”, but never to her face. Teletha always puts the safety of her forces above her own, and is respected by many.

Biography: Born into the Brotherhood, Teletha became a Knight at 14 and a Paladin at 16. At 18, she was sent out to the outer wastes to scout out for new technologies, where she formed an alliance with the East and West Gangs. She has retrieved several important technological findings for the Brotherhood, but spends the vast amount of her time out in the wastes, attempting to aid the East and West while she still can.

*Sigh* Alright, that's it. If you have managed to reach the bottom of this post, then I applaud you and give you a cookie. Again, I hope that everything here is satisfactory, let me know if it is not. I am very pleased that I can help out the RP by creating a technology FAQ, and I look forward to RPing the Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland with you all.

Cheers,

TheWalrus

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BTW, I made this during a photoshop practice:



Me and my boredom. =P

Name: Tobias "Toby" Lyman
Age:17
Sex:M
Gang: Thanatos Instinct

Appearance: Tall, of Medium build, pointed Jaw and Defined Cheek bones. His eyes are heterochromic; his left eye being Green and his Right Eye being a Steel Blue. His hair is A light Brown, though it often appears Black from dust, grime and the like. He wears a pair of Black Cargo Pants, ragged from wear, and a Blue Collared shirt with pieces of military issue armor sewn in and attached to it in an odd mismatch. The armor only covers his vitals, and his shoulders, leaving his arms free to work.

Weapon: Winchester Model 1876 .45 Caliber Lever Action Rifle, Colt Mark 23 .45 Pistol, and a Chainblade (Chainsword from WH40k or Ripper from Fallout) all resting over his shoulder, at the small of his back and his left hip respectively.

Personality:Toby is smart, funny, and friendly to most people. He has a smile that can let people in, and his good natured teasing always seems to bring a smile to someone's face. He goes out of his way to help people no matter who they are or where they're from, and often volunteers his abilities as a technician, which are great for the time and his age, to those in need at no or next to no charge.

That's when he's happy.

When he's angry or under fire, Toby is almost a new person. He curses, fires, and stares into your soul like the abyss all at the same time. His heart could freeze nitrogen and his blood runs colder than Ice when faced with a challenge. He never cracks under pressure, though his stare and shot makes many others do so. He is ruthless in combat, though he still often shoots to wound, if only to have a prisoner to interrogate. His duality and eyes reflect each other, his warm side being as inviting as his Left eye, green like an open field. His right eye as cold and dispassionate as steel.

Biography: Toby's father and Mother were a Scribe and a Knight in the Brotherhood respectively. As a Scribe, Toby's father knew that ADV423 was not born-in to those with the disease, but acquired later in life. He raised Toby in a hermetic bubble, sealing him away from the world for many years, until his Mother could take no more of not being able to hold her son, and not allowing him to take his place among the Brotherhood of Steel, despite Toby's obvious natural talent with machines making him a welcome, and revered addition to the group. She left the Brotherhood with Toby for his own good,, intending to rejoin another group of them later, a different chapter. But they was snubbed by them, having left Steel once, some were unsure she wouldn't do so again.

She raised Toby as best she could in the Wasteland, until she died from ADV423 when Toby was 7. Toby lived on the Streets for a year before he met his Father again. His father, now a Brotherhood Elder, ignored him, despite Toby's memories of him and the caring man he had been when they had lived together. Some who know him think this is where Toby's cold side came from, and he left on his own, despite some members of the Brotherhood still wanting him to rejoin for his natural talent with high tech rifles and armor. Toby lived on the streets scrounging and making do with his abilities until he joined the Thanatos Instinct gang just this past month. He joined the Thanatos Instinct gang to try and cure the disease, making other not have to worry, and not lose their mother or father to the disease, one way or another.

Other: Mechanic and crack shot with his antiquated Rifle, which he came upon in an old museum, it being left over for many of the newer and fancier weapons. he also tends to carry tools in random pockets, his clothing festooned with them, and can spend quite a while remembering which one a tool was in to fix something on the fly. he often spends more time searching for the tool than he does USING it.
((EDITS: changed the names to the Gang to its new proper name)

Name: Meg

Age: 17

Sex: Female

Gang: West

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Weapon: The Peaceful Warrior, http://www.tactical-life.com/online/com ... l-warrior/

Personality: Meg seems to always have a stern look on her face, some say they fear it would crack if ever she was to smile. She does not play games, nor waste time trying to make friends.

She belongs to the West Crew, and shows them the most respect and kindness she's capable of. As for the rest of the people she comes in contact with, she views them as the walking diseases that they are; refusing to socialize, and always keeping an attentive eye.

Meg's sole purpose these days lies within the Key. She has no idea what it looks like, or even if it exists. But just as she used to worship God, she now seeks relief from the Key. ADV423 haunted her dreams for years now. It was to be her death, what she was destined to become. Just another victim. This is what drives her forward in her work, complying with all orders given. It was her goal to either succeed, or die from battling for her attempts.

Biography: Meg's last name was lost with the death of her brother, Michael. She was born into poverty, like most, to her father, the Doctor, and her mother, the Teacher. They struggled to provide a semi clean/comfortable life for their two children. When her parents were taken by the virus, her brother took on the responsibility of raising her. He became involved with a group out to try and control the surviving members of their community; the craving for control consumed him, and eventually took his life.

Meg spent the following days in hiding, trying to stay alive and healthy with the scraps of food she found along the way. After two years of living life this way, she found solace in a group of people who told her of a way to cure herself of the virus, The Key. She taught herself how to live life without compassion, and soldier on to find the key; involving herself in the epic race between the different groups of surrounding areas.

Other: Meg dresses in different uniforms she salvaged from the ruins of previously fallen soldiers. She carries her pistol, Peaceful Warrior, and keeps a brown leather whip wrapped around her shoulder. When focused, she usually hits right on aim. Her skills with the whip as high as her skills with her gun. She uses her whip as a tool to enforce her "Personal Space." Just as she searches for The Key, she also seeks internal peace for herself, release from the guilt of being alive while her family all dead.

Name: Kaed Faux (Kay-d Faw-ks)
Age: Just turned 17.
Sex: Female
Gang: Leader of the South gang.
Appearance:

Red hair to her shoulders, with light brown eyes. She's 5' 4", and she usually wears a skirt with boots, and a jacket with a simple washed-out top.
Weapon: She carries out two triple-barrel pistols which are in the inside pockets of her jacket. Along with that, in her boots she has some poison darts just in case. Along the inside of her coat are little cases of extra ammunition, strapped to the inside. Nobody can see the guns or ammunition unless they were to see the inside of her coat, which she never takes off.
If she runs out of ammunition or something along those lines, she is also adept at fist fights. She has been fighting with her fists for years, and has created thousands of tricks that she uses even today.
Personality: She is very selfish and she doesn't like to take orders to other people, which explains how she has her own South gang. She doesn't care about other people, much less their safety. She doesn't give up - even if they were losing a fight, she wouldn't leave until every single gang member (or her) was dead. Her self-confidence is though the roof, and she doesn't take shit from anyone.
She hates it when people comment her size, for she is small compared to her gang members. Never underestimate her, for she will kick anyone's ass who does. Her gang members are larger than her, but she is much faster. She can outrun and outfight anyone in her gang, and they appraise her for that.
Biography: Kaed came from a very wealthy family while growing up. At birth, her mother died from having one too many children. All of her siblings were more than eight years older than her, so they all perished even before she turned 15. She didn't have a horrible childhood - but it would have run much more smoothly if her siblings weren't the ones caring for her for their parents were dead. Her family's riches went straight to her.
She formed the South gang by herself at the age of 13, slowly recruiting members. It wasn't too difficult - for she promised them wealth.
Over the years meeting many men, she hasn't ever had feelings for them.
Other: Her reason for her wanted to destroy the key is she wanted to become ruler. Absolute ruler - and make the world a much better place under her dictatorship. Whatever the key was, she wanted it gone.

Alright then. Well, we seem to have all the players assembled and most of the pieces in their proper places, so what is the next step? Is there anything else we need to discuss before we start the IC? Just wondering, you know. I am excited to begin!

Cheers,

TheWalrus

Name:
Crow aka Lil Crow

Age:
19

Sex:
Male

Gang:
Thanatos Instinct Leader

Appearance:
http://gunnerromantic.deviantart.com/art/Jari-82692495

Weapon:
A thick Bokken ( A bokken (木剣, bok(u), "wood", and ken, "sword") that hold a secret sword inside.

Personality:
Lil Crow has a very..distinct personality. Most of the time nothing seems to phase him. He just talks in ways no one can understand unlss they understand what he's saying - in that case everyone can understand what he means. Other times when a button is pushed Lil Crow will fly into ann absolute blind, psychotic rage. All in all...Lil Crow is..original.

Biography: ( I'd rather get it through RPing. )

Other:

Thanks GK I appreciate you agreeing.
Name:Sabriyah Hagen (Sab-Ri-Hah)
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Gang: North
Appearance: (But with black shorts on made with the same style as her clothes)
Weapon: http://www.mod.uk/NR/rdonlyres/2E8E470F-B782-4FAA-A258-F76ABE8D7CC8/0/SniperRifle2.jpg,http://www.uagbr.com.br/sol/mortal_combat-knife.jpg (Just ignore the Mortal Kombat logos ), (Multiple of those)http://www.wle.com/media/FM-410.jpg
Personality: she seems very protective over Anel and her personality is mostly dormant she rarely shows feelings for others apart from Anel, she also has a knack for being argumentative and over the top.
Biography: She was born 3 years prior to Anel but has always said her age as 2 years just above her Part - brother's. Her parents were very young when they had Sabriyah, but as her father and mother died she was left on her own finding food in places you'd never imagine,when she met Anel before Tim's death she had always thought that she was like a sister to him, when Anel had dissapered she was very worried and was wishing for him to come back to her when he finally came back after Tim's Death she had always reminded herself to keep a close eye on Anel, her favourite saying is "Don't worry it'll be over in a shot" as she is a Trained Gunswoman.
Other: 1. She is the older sister of Anel but not Biological Sister.
2. She is highly trained in close and ranged combat.