Lil Shanty, a run-down and dirt poor mass of buildings with little of value and no one of importance, nothing out of the ordinary ever happens here, even the banits and freaks of the desert pretty much leave the town alone due to the lack of any profit here. This dump is also where you've lived you entire bleak and uninteresting life, struggling to get by, devoid of any chance at a better life, that is, until you witnessed a peculiar sight. Standing on the mainstreet of town, really the only one that can really be called a 'street,' you were startled by the sight of a red '89 Toyota Camry station wagon plated in scrap steel and adorned with dozens of long steel spikes across the face of the vehicle. Screams rang out as the hellish station wagon tore down Mainstreet until coming to a stop at the end of the road, and sat at an ominous idle for what seemed to be the longest minute of your life.

The sight of a running car meant that the man inside was either very important, or he killed scores of men to get to some gasoline, whatever the case, it could only mean trouble. Suddenly the sound of more running engines hit your ear, more cars over the horizon, a pickup truck rusted beyond reconition, and what looked like half of an older Camaro raced towards the town at high speeds. The station wagon revved a few times before tearing back down the dirt road towards the the oncoming vehicles, the sharp spikes protruding from the front offered a deadly challenge for the Camero as the the little red station wagon aimed for a head on collision. Just before impact the Camero attempted to veer away, causing the car to spin out on the loose dirt, resulting in the steel spikes landing in the driverside door, and a mess of blood exploding onto the inside of the windshield. The truck circled the two vehicles, a handgun protruding from the driver side window, prepared to fire, but just as soon as the truck came around to the side of the car, a woman slid herself out of the passenger window, shotgun in hand, blowing away anything that had been behind the steering wheel of the rusted truck.

The woman slipped back into the car, the entire town was silent, save for the sound of grinding metal as the wagon backed the spikes out of the now totaled Camero. The car then pulled itself to the side of the road and parked next to the towns bar, sitting for a moment before ever opening the doors. You watched closely as a large man, and the woman with the shotgun stepped out of the car, they shared a brief hug and a high five before they turned and walked inside the bar. This presented you with a heavy choice, these people were obviously dangerous, but they had a car, they were skilled, and above all else, they were confident, a trait seldom seen here in Lil Shanty, you can try your luck with the pair, or let the rest of your life rot away here in this forsaken place.


Alright! thank you for giving this RP a look through,, below is all of the info you will need to know about the wasteland before participating in this roleplay so dont skim it

Towns and Important Locations:

Lil Shanty: A small piss poor town with little of value, buildings here are basically huts and small houses put together with any wood and scrap metal avalible. There is little to no vegitation here and the the entire terrain around the town is nothing but loose dirt and sand. [RP starting area]

Burnside Caverns: A fully functional underground city, lit by torches and sparse electric lighting. Architecture here is mostly metal or stone buildings scattered throughout the small twisting tunnel systems that make up the city. No vegitation exsists in this area save for abundant mushrooms and the terrain consists of tight cramped cavens with low ceilings and hard dirt floors.

Carlsbad: The largest city left in the wasteland and by far the most populated, built upon the pre-war city, the buldings here stand far taller than any other city for thousands of miles. This urban enviorment is littered with crime and violence, and is just as unsafe as the wasteland itself.

Riverbank Hollow: A little town deep in the wasteland sitting on the bank of a dried up riverbed, often a safe place for travellers to stop and rest, but stories of people causing trouble here and the 'disappearing' are commonplace.

The Wasteland: A barren place of dry scarred earth and huge scorching sand dunes all hiding rabid animals, bloodthirsty psychopaths, and other greedy backstabbing travelers. For someone who has never left the safety of their place of birth, the wastes are possibly the most ominous place imaginable, but to its hardened explorers, its home.

[More as we explore]

Trade: Paper money has no value in this day and age, instead bartering is more common place, trading an item of value for an item of value. Depending on the item and how useful it is determines the value, a glass statue or gold ring would be virtually worthless, while a cigarette lighter or blanket would be a valuable trade. Above all else, gasoline is the most priceless item that can be found here in the wasteland, just a gallon could be worth a mans life... to the right buyer.

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Edgar- CombatWombat
Kai- Maci-Care

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-Jackie Neigels- Vio-Lance
-Leroy Gaussfried- Vio-Lance
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[will add more if others wish to join]

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