Nation Building Rising in the Sand. [OPEN]

[General Deth Glitch]

Ruler CS

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[b]History:
Resource:[/b] (If you pick the same as someone before you, I may ask you to change it)
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[b]Location:[/b] If you can't edit the map then PM me and I will see what I can do... otherwise edit the map with a single point as your nation
[b]Other:[/b] Anything you feel I have missed or wish to add?
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Non-Ruler CS

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[b]Anything else:[/b] did I miss anything or do you have something unique to add?
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[General Deth Glitch]

The Chosen - Markus Farrone

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  Name: Markus Farrone
  
  
  Age: 27
  
  
  Appearance: He has chiseled features, very set face almost always covered to hide his grotesque scar
  
  
  Personality: He is generally a caring individual, overly trusting and fairly easily manipulated, this is largely due to his devotion to his religion which is that of a zealot.
  
  
  History: Markus was born to a family that lived on the 'peninsula' the little outcrop of land to the east, his youth was full of teachings of the divine 'Dracos', a dragon deity likely made up by some original survivors to garner them power. But Markus believed in this deity, more then anyone else. When his camp was burned to the ground, he was only thirteen, his mother was burnt alongside it and he and his father escaped. This was when nearly all small static settlements became worthless, the rulers were set in their ways, if you had nothing to offer then you were nothing but a stain on the landscape. Markus saw no truth, nor no lie in that. He sook instead to travel the land, seeking to teach the will of Dracos to all that would listen. His father died a few years ago, after trying to steal food from another group of travelers, Markus interpreted this as the will of Dracos that man should not steal from other men and soon accepted it as past and gone. He watches all that happens and often interprets it into some misguided will of his fictional deity.
  
  
  
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  Vehicles: He drives effectively a tanked up bus, filled with what could only be described as a temple inside. Out of the trusted members of his following, his apostles if you will, there are two that drive their own tanked up buses, but for the use of transporting people. They also have an articulated truck with large amounts of food, water and fuel supplies (A trailer for each) that is the most effective thing to take from them.
  
  
  Weapons: Markus has two blades used for both battle and sacrifices. His followers generally use blades but some of the vehicles have guns mounted atop them.
  
  
  Days of resources: Five, but large amounts of scrap (not for trade but as part of the 'temple')
  
  
  Other: Markus probably has the largest convoy following him purely because of the amount of people he has converted to his cause, it WILL take more then one convoy to take anything from them.
  
  
  
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  Anything else: Markus is a Zealot. He does not care about who owns what and often they leave him alone, to mess with him is to mess with a nation, but for no real resource gain.
  
  
  

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

Farice RazMotor "The Merchant"

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• Other

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  Name: Farice RazMotor
  
  
  Age: 24
  
  
  Appearance: Farice stands at 5'9, with a rather slim frame. She has short, grey hair, a strange of defect that had been there since she had began to grow hair. She has rather dull grey eyes, and a scar on her right arm, leading from the back of her hand, to her forearm.
  
  
  Personality: Adventurous and good-humored, Farice is always in the mood for a good adventure. She doesn't trust all that easily, and mostly works alone. Although she knows right from wrong, she doesn't like getting involved in the buisness of others all that much.
  
  
  History: Born to two, rather average parents, who were both merchants, and lived and worked in the RazTruck, moving from settlement to settlement, selling what they could to make their own meagre living. However, during a conflict between two Nomadic Raiding Tribes, in which Farice's parents supplied both sides, the two were captured, and brutally murdered before Farice's eyes. The, at the time, twelve year old Farice attempted to flee, but was shot in the back, and left for dead. Miraculously, she was found by a small, wandering nomad family, and nursed back to health, before she departed, finding the RazTruck, and taking up her parents' trade of being a merchant, although she was fascinated by artifacts from the Age of Gods, and made it her buisness to find and sell them.
  
  
  
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  Vehicles:
  
  
  
  
  The RazTruck
  
  
  A simple, old pickup truck equipped with makeshift armor. It carries crates in the back, filled with whatever goods Farice intends to sell.
  
  
  Weapons: For weapons, she wields a simple pistol, and an old, slightly rusted shotgun.
  
  
  Days of resources: Three, and she possesses scrap, aswell as a case of bullets, and a box of ancient artifacts.
  
  
  Other: She has no official home, living inside of the RazTruck, and whatever settlement that would offer her a place to rest her head. She always carries a shovel with her, aswell as an old, barely working metal detector, and an old, dim wind-up flashlight.
  
  
  
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  Anything else: She owes her allegiance to no one, and will only fight when she is attacked, or someone attempts to steal her merchandise.
  
  
  

 

[General Deth Glitch]

Farice RazMotor "The Merchant"

• Personality
• Ownership
• Other

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  Name: Farice RazMotor
  
  
  Age: 24
  
  
  Appearance: Farice stands at 5'9, with a rather slim frame. She has short, grey hair, a strange of defect that had been there since she had began to grow hair. She has rather dull grey eyes, and a scar on her right arm, leading from the back of her hand, to her forearm.
  
  
  Personality: Adventurous and good-humored, Farice is always in the mood for a good adventure. She doesn't trust all that easily, and mostly works alone. Although she knows right from wrong, she doesn't like getting involved in the buisness of others all that much.
  
  
  History: Born to two, rather average parents, who were both merchants, and lived and worked in the RazTruck, moving from settlement to settlement, selling what they could to make their own meagre living. However, during a conflict between two Nomadic Raiding Tribes, in which Farice's parents supplied both sides, the two were captured, and brutally murdered before Farice's eyes. The, at the time, twelve year old Farice attempted to flee, but was shot in the back, and left for dead. Miraculously, she was found by a small, wandering nomad family, and nursed back to health, before she departed, finding the RazTruck, and taking up her parents' trade of being a merchant, although she was fascinated by artifacts from the Age of Gods, and made it her buisness to find and sell them.
  
  
  
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  Vehicles:
  
  
  
  
  The RazTruck
  
  
  A simple, old pickup truck equipped with makeshift armor. It carries crates in the back, filled with whatever goods Farice intends to sell.
  
  
  Weapons: For weapons, she wields a simple pistol, and an old, slightly rusted shotgun.
  
  
  Days of resources: Three, and she possesses scrap, aswell as a case of bullets, and a box of ancient artifacts.
  
  
  Other: She has no official home, living inside of the RazTruck, and whatever settlement that would offer her a place to rest her head. She always carries a shovel with her, aswell as an old, barely working metal detector, and an old, dim wind-up flashlight.
  
  
  
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  Anything else: She owes her allegiance to no one, and will only fight when she is attacked, or someone attempts to steal her merchandise.
  
  
  

Accepted, although at this rate, we wont get any nations in the nation builder xD

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

[QUOTE="General Deth Glitch]Accepted, although at this rate, we wont get any nations in the nation builder xD

[/QUOTE]
Lol. I am waiting for other people to make nations so I can decide what to make mine

 

[General Deth Glitch]

Lol. I am waiting for other people to make nations so I can decide what to make mine

Lets just hope they aren't all doing the same.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

[QUOTE="General Deth Glitch]Lets just hope they aren't all doing the same.

[/QUOTE]
Yeah, that would stink quite a lot.

 

[Sludge]

No way, you two are waiting too?

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

God damn it

 

[Unknown1]

Elise Hangar

?)

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  Elise is always questioning if what she is doing is right, even though she had grown up in a group of people who constantly killed and cheated, she never grew numb. She has a big heart, and is unable to give up her heart. She can show a face of complete pleasure, or anything, and really feel the exact opposite. She is an actress. Often times she may go in times of silence, times of thought.
  
  
  Name:
  
  
  Age: 19
  
  
  Appearance: often wears large scarfs to protect her face from sand. She has long hair now, but soon will have short hair.
  
  
  
  
  
  Personality:Elise is always questioning if what she is doing is right, even though she had grown up in a group of people who constantly killed and cheated, she never grew numb. She has a big heart, and is unable to give up her heart. She can show a face of complete pleasure, or anything, and really feel the exact opposite. She is an actress. Often times she may go in times of silence, times of thought.
  
  
  History: For the whole of Elises life, she had been only the product of a kidnapping. The thieves guild from a nation stole her while killing off her family. She was too young to remember, but since then they had raised her as their own. Unknowingly, Elise, was the daughter of a fallen nation. They trained her to be strong, a weapon they could use to their own advantage. It was a hard life for elise, she was never told the truth and was never fully treated like a female, or a daughter. She didn't know what being a kid was, she only drank with the bandits after a successful mission, robbed and plundered when she was about 13. elise was an expert at what they brought her up to be. They were all close, well until someone stabbed someone elses back.
  
  
  She had a couple of friends, one was really close he wore green and had a sallow face. They where partners in crime, and he was the only one that really knew her for who she was.
  
  
  Elise, in reality was discontent, something did not feel right. She was pressured into doing things she was not happy to do (hurting people), she was an objective weapon as i have mentioned, and many constantly treated her this way. Something not to associate with. She continued to go on missions, however, one day, she overheard a conversation. It was of the leader, the leader had treated her with a forlorness at times, she did not understand why.
  
  
  They spoke of Elises past, her real parents. The rulers. The nation destroyed in their greed.
  
  
  This is where the story begins.
  
  
  This is where elise turns rogue.
  
  
  Staying is not an option.
  
  
  
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  Vehicles: Hover motor bike.
  
  
  Weapons: Two large katanas. She has mechanical arrows but rarely uses it.
  
  
  Days of resources: ??? she stole some resources of food, a blanket, and her own tent. As well as a compass.
  
  
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(incomplete, will add pic later)

 

[Cybertyrant]

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  Name: Truncheon Ballister
  
  
  Age: 33
  
  
  Appearance: While he usually wears his oxygen mask, his face is somewhat gaunt with wispy hairs along his chin and upper lip. There is a crater like scar on his left cheek.
  
  
  Personality: He is passionate, philosophical, and emotional. He has trouble staying calm and forgetting old grudges, or old favors for that matter. He's observant and cautious, unless excited.
  
  
  History: Truncheon was raised by a simple nomadic scavenger family for most of his life. He learned how to barter, how to scrounge, how to survive in that kind of life. But one day, his family had made themselves a bit too prominent as people with valuable items, and so a group of bandits attacked and raided them. His family tried to defend themselves, including Truncheon who was twenty at the time, but to no avail. His father and two brothers were murdered, and his mother and sister taken by the bandits. Truncheon only survived by hiding under the dead body of his father. Left with nothing, he walked facing the sun, seeking it as punishment for his cowardice, until he could bear it's heat no longer. Seeking refuge from the sun, he entered a cave, only to be met with a sudden drop off. Luckily he was only rendered unconscious, but while he was in that state, a creature slithered down from the cavern's roof and, thinking him dead, attempted to burrow inside him through his cheek. The pain awoke him, and he threw the creature off of him, only to find them all around. Worms, each about a foot long, slow and actively retreating from him. Another had been in this cave long ago, possibly before the apocalypse, and it is from their bones that he took the pick axe and gear he wears now. The cave was a breeding ground for the worms, who fed on microorganisms in the air and whatever fell into and died in the cave. He stayed there, eating the worms, and eventually others stumbled upon him. One thing led to another, and a nation was born with him at it's head.
  
  
  
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  http://theplanetd.com/images/glow_worm_cave4.jpg
  
  Name: Mealrite
  
  
  'Government': Dictatorship.
  
  
  Description of 'capital': The capital is fairly small, only a mile across. It's centered around the worm cave. There's walls, active guards, and large buildings. There aren't a lot of buildings though, only around thirty total.
  
  
  History: At first the people of Mealrite just protected the worm cave and gathered the worms. But then they realized there were enough of them to be a force to be reckoned with. Thus, they stealthily attained power. After that, it was just a matter of claiming territory and finding the materials to build a town.
  
  
  Resource: Food.
  
  
  
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  Location:
  
  
  
  
  Other: The worms are called "mealies".
  
  
  

 

[General Deth Glitch]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

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  Name: Truncheon Ballister
  
  
  Age: 33
  
  
  Appearance: While he usually wears his oxygen mask, his face is somewhat gaunt with wispy hairs along his chin and upper lip. There is a crater like scar on his left cheek.
  
  
  Personality: He is passionate, philosophical, and emotional. He has trouble staying calm and forgetting old grudges, or old favors for that matter. He's observant and cautious, unless excited.
  
  
  History: Truncheon was raised by a simple nomadic scavenger family for most of his life. He learned how to barter, how to scrounge, how to survive in that kind of life. But one day, his family had made themselves a bit too prominent as people with valuable items, and so a group of bandits attacked and raided them. His family tried to defend themselves, including Truncheon who was twenty at the time, but to no avail. His father and two brothers were murdered, and his mother and sister taken by the bandits. Truncheon only survived by hiding under the dead body of his father. Left with nothing, he walked facing the sun, seeking it as punishment for his cowardice, until he could bear it's heat no longer. Seeking refuge from the sun, he entered a cave, only to be met with a sudden drop off. Luckily he was only rendered unconscious, but while he was in that state, a creature slithered down from the cavern's roof and, thinking him dead, attempted to burrow inside him through his cheek. The pain awoke him, and he threw the creature off of him, only to find them all around. Worms, each about a foot long, slow and actively retreating from him. Another had been in this cave long ago, possibly before the apocalypse, and it is from their bones that he took the pick axe and gear he wears now. The cave was a breeding ground for the worms, who fed on microorganisms in the air and whatever fell into and died in the cave. He stayed there, eating the worms, and eventually others stumbled upon him. One thing led to another, and a nation was born with him at it's head.
  
  
  
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  http://theplanetd.com/images/glow_worm_cave4.jpg
  
  Name: Mealrite
  
  
  'Government': Dictatorship.
  
  
  Description of 'capital': The capital is fairly small, only a mile across. It's centered around the worm cave. There's walls, active guards, and large buildings. There aren't a lot of buildings though, only around thirty total.
  
  
  History: At first the people of Mealrite just protected the worm cave and gathered the worms. But then they realized there were enough of them to be a force to be reckoned with. Thus, they stealthily attained power. After that, it was just a matter of claiming territory and finding the materials to build a town.
  
  
  Resource: Food.
  
  
  
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  Location:
  
  
  
  
  Other: The worms are called "mealies".
  
  
  

Accepted, will add your capitol to the map at some point, territories will be added later (and may be edited if other people join before the start)

 

[RedZombieWolf]

I wanna join, but I'm on my phone so I don't know how the code thing works can someone tell me what I have to do?

 

[Sludge]

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• Nation
• location

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  "A man is only truly loyal to himself. That's why I like mercs. The more you pay, the more loyalty you get."
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Felix "Pharaoh Felix"
  
  
  Age: 40
  
  
  Appearance: Standing at 2m and having a somewhat humongous build, this man is an incarnation of a concrete wall. Having such a body in the wasteland is a luxury, few can afford the sheer amount of food needed to build up the muscules and even less can maintain it. It is a sign of a man who had never had to starve.
  
  
  But what is particularily odd, is his clean almost unworn clothing. It almost says: This man is not to be messed with.
  
  
  The first impression is always misleading. His eyes don't seem like they could belong to someone used to making firm decisions. The expression on his face is usually warm and content. Only rarely do brief moments happen when it is crossed by the darker tint of a hidden threat.
  
  Personality:
  
  
  
  
  
  If someone had to list of the most cynical people left alive on Earth, Felix would get into the top 5 by default. 'Everything has its own worth, people especially' is the philosophy he lives by.
  
  
  Having obtained everything a person could dream of, his ambitions turned towards history books yet to be written. Either for the benefit of his ego, or for the good of the people, he devoted most of his life towards rebuilding the world from before. And the only way to do so, Felix belives, is to give people what they want the most:
  
  
  "Greed and lust; these are the bricks of which my pyramid is built. And it's name is... peace."
  
  
  Also he is quite gentlemanly.
  
  
  
  
  History:
  
  
  Spoiler

  
  
  
  Felix is a son of the leader of the infamous 'Motor Horde'. He made his father retire way before old age and took control of the gang. Which he later used to conquire a large oil reservoir. The gang settled down, and as the time went by the city known as 'Utopia' rose from the sand.
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  Democracy on the surface, dictatorship in the core.
  
  
  
  
  Resorce: Fuel
  
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  The city around the Pyramid
  
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  ​
  
  
  
  In this utopia of entertainment, you can buy anything your heart desires; be it pleasure, satifaction or naive excitement. As long as you have enough gasoline to pay for it. Gasoline is the currency. You buy it in exchange for things, you sell it for even more things. Those who have lots of it live like kings, those who don't are trash.
  
  
  Bars. Casinos. Just like the days before things went wrong. Many who enter this city will never want to return to wasteland again, inevitably taking a loan they cannot pay back and... being sold into slavery.
  
  
  Utopia is open to anyone; There are no walls, the city is just out there in the open. Althrough it is protected by countless local gangs and mafia, there is a greater reason why the government does not bother to protect the city. It is that tall dark sillhoute that can be seen out of every part of the city...
  
  The Pyramid

  
  
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  In the center of the city there stands a large structure resembling a sharp black pyramid. Built out of countless rods, pipes and metal sheets, this sturdy construction is a complex fortress that houses the wealthiest Utopians. Few get to pass inside, even less to meet the Pharaoh.
  
  
  The Pyramid stands on top of an oil rig, and, as some bizarre rumors say, is actually a huge pump. Some believe that it is also a well leading to Hell (just a dumb legend, right?).
  
  
  
  
  
  

  History
  
  ​

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Felix is a son of the leader of the infamous 'Motor Horde'. He made his father retire way before old age and took control of the gang, which he later used to conquire a large oil reservoir. The gang settled down, and as the time went by the city known as 'Utopia' rose from the sand.
  
  ^ See Felix's bio for brief history of Utopia. Will update as the rp goes on.
  
  
  
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  Okay so... I might have overdone it a little. Well, I got inspired)
  
  
  

 

[General Deth Glitch]

• Ruler
• Nation
• location

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  "A man is only loyal to himself. That's why I like mercs. The more you pay, the more loyalty you get."
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Felix "King Felix"
  
  
  Age: 40
  
  
  Appearance: Standing at 2m and having a somewhat humongous build, this man is an incarnation of a concrete wall. Having such a body in the wasteland is a luxury, few can afford the sheer amount of food needed to build up the muscules and even less can maintain it. It is a sign of a man who had never had to starve.
  
  
  But what is particularily odd, is his clean almost unworn clothing. It almost says: This man is not to be messed with.
  
  
  His eyes, on the contrary, don't seem like they could belong to someone used to make firm decisions. The expression on his face is usually kind, warm and deserving of trust. Only rarely do brief moments happen when it is crossed by some dark hidden threat.
  
  Personality:
  
  
  
  
  
  If someone had to list of the most cynical people left alive on Earth, Felix would get into the top 5 by default. 'Everything has its own worth, people especially' is the philosophy he lives by.
  
  
  Having obtained everything a person could dream of, his ambitions turned towards history books yet to be written. Either for the benefit of his ego, or for the good of the people, he devoted most of his life towards rebuilding the world from before. And the only way to do so, Felix belives, is to give people what they want:
  
  
  "Greed and lust; these are the bricks of which my pyramid is built. And it's name is... peace."
  
  
  Also he is quite gentlemanly.
  
  
  
  
  History:
  
  
  Spoiler

  
  
  
  Felix is a son of the leader of the infamous 'Motor Horde'. He made his father retire way before old age and took control of the gang. Which he later used to conquire a large oil reservoir. The gang settled down, and as the time went by the city known as 'Utopia' rose from the sand.
• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ​
  
  
  
  
  Democracy on the surface, dictatorship in the core.
  
  
  
  
  Resorce: Fuel
  
  ​
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  The city around the Pyramid
  
  ​

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ​
  
  
  
  In this utopia of entertainment, you can buy anything your heart desires; be it pleasure, satifaction or naive excitement. As long as you have enough gasoline to pay for it. Gasoline is the currency. You buy it in exchange for things, you sell it for even more things. Those who have lots of it live like kings, those who don't are trash.
  
  
  Bars. Casinos. Just like the days before things went wrong. Many who enter this city will never want to return to wasteland again, inevitably taking a loan they cannot pay back and... being sold into slavery.
  
  
  Utopia is open to anyone; There are no walls, the city is just out there in the open. Althrough it is protected by countless local gangs and mafia, there is a greater reason why the government does not bother to protect the city. It is that tall dark sillhoute that can be seen throughout the whole city...
  
  The Pyramid

  
  
  ​
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the center of the city there stands a large structure resembling a sharp black pyramid. Built out of countless rods, pipes and metal sheets, this sturdy construction is a complex fortress that houses the wealthiest Utopians. Few get to pass inside, even less to meet the King.
  
  
  The Pyramid stands on top of the oil rig, and, as some bizarre rumors say, is actually a huge pump. Some believe that it is also a well leading to Hell (just a dumb legend, right?).
  
  
  
  
  
  

  History
  
  ​

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Felix is a son of the leader of the infamous 'Motor Horde'. He made his father retire way before old age and took control of the gang, which he later used to conquire a large oil reservoir. The gang settled down, and as the time went by the city known as 'Utopia' rose from the sand.
  
  ^ See Felix's bio for brief history of Utopia. Will update as the rp goes on.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ​
  
  
  
  Okay so... I might have overdone it a little. Well, I got inspired)
  
  
  

Spoiler

Accepted.

 

[General Deth Glitch]

The Haven

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• Nation
• other

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  Name: 'King' Arthur Pendragon
  
  Age: 41
  
  Appearance: Contrary to what his name suggests he looks like scum. His jaw and nose point on different directions and his face is riddled with scars.
  
  Personality: He would kill a man soon as look at him yet he likes to say he promotes freedom, freedom of strength.
  
  History: His royal highness was born in the gutter, on 'the penninsula' surrounded by nobodies. Well he thinks he is somebody and sets off to make his own way, free from these peoples whose very existence is that of surviving to see the next sunrise or set. He forms a 'crew' like the many others roaming the wastes, preying on the weak. He burns villages to the ground and takes what he wants. His crew never called him by his name, most didn't even know what it was, so he told them to call him Arthur Pendragon, after an old tattered book he read about a king from long ago. Then, deciding he was a king, he needed a castle, so he started taking people, men and women from these small settlements to build for him, to build him a castle. But the penninsula is, and has long been, bandit country so he needs a way to deal with them, he isnt powerful enough to wipe them out and he would certainly garner no respect if he let them run free unchecked. Then he had a stroke of genius, they couldn't trade. The other nations would kill them rather then trade with them and they could hardly trust each other, he knew as he once was one. So that was the solution, become a center of trade of them, give them a safe haven. It took time, lots of time, most of his life even. Now they respect him, call him King, King of the Bandits.
  
  
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  Name: The Haven
  
  
  'Government': Elective Monarchy
  
  Description of 'capital':The Haven is basically a cathedral of steel, called 'Camelot', the citadel of Arthur and his crew, to which he now refers to as his knights, each of his crew now run their own crews, with their own halls in The Haven, there are seven 'Halls' Total, one for each of his original crew, each representing a virtue and its opposing sin and enforcing that part of the law. All of these halls face a market, THE market. where all those outcast go to trade. The Market faces onto Camelot. All else is the slums of those who want protection but are too scared to go to the life of the bandit and make something of themselves.
  
  History: The Haven, once a dream from child who thought he could be like the kings of old, now a reality. The Haven, center for all that is outcast, is also strictly governed, if you want to live a life of Vice, then Then thats fine, but keep it outside city limits. Laws are those set about by the God Merlin, in his scriptures, such as 'The Holy Bible', but those strict laws extend to the edge of the city, no further. Once you pass the limits your free to do as you please, except attack other bandits within the penninsula or attack the 'Kings crews' anywhere.
  
  Resource: Mercenaries, soldiers, troops. Bandits willing to fight for resources.
  
  
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  Location:'The Penninsula' dont worry you will see it when I edit the map again
  
  Other: N/A
  
  

 

[Hygswitch]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: The Moirai
  
  
  Age: old as this world
  
  
  Appearance: The Moirai are three elderly women who are nearly identical.
  
  
  The Motherlies eyes always seem to be smiling though while the Keepers are perpetually sternly frowning and the Sister always seems a bit distant and dreamy her eyes distant.
  
  
  Personality: The Triplets share their fierce attitude when it Comes to keeping the Oasis save but as they have been worshipped as the mothers of mothers for a Long time by now they seem a bit detached at times. They are highly intellectual though retaining much of the technical Knowledge of the World that was. They are thought of as nearly mythological figures and often act like this outwardly only trusting eachother really.
  
  
  History: It is unclear what they where, politicians scientists militarists. Maybe they played a role in destroying the world that was? Today the Moires are the rulers, Stewards and Caretakers of the mighty Desalination Plant that was build around the three nuclear reactors they care for as the only ones having the Knowhow to do so. Wielding their Water deliveries like a weapon they say who dies of thirst far and wide. Mostlystaying neutral though, looking don onto the male hordes outside their walls.
  
  
  
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  Name: Oasis of the Fates
  
  
  'Government':Triumvirat
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Oasis is a small town build around three stranded Submarines. Around them a complex of machinery and pipes with shacks inbetween was build since the fall of mankind. It is well defended by cliffs on two sides the sea on a third and a wall build out of one of the ships on the third.
  
  
  History: The town grew out of the wrecks of three Nuclear submarines. Mainly it is a giant desalination Plant that provides nearly every one living far and wide with water. The Moirai are the cities rulers and are worshipped by ist populace as the mothers of mothers. Truely they are the grandmas and greatgrandmas of most of the female poplulace. Men cannot be citizens though some work in the town in lower and Manual occupations, The Fact that only the Moires know how to operate the ancient Reactors and the Desalination plant they had designed themselves run with the power keeps the City quite save and makes it a neutral ground where even enemy tribes and Clans and convoys meet at the gate to trade.
  
  
  Resource: Water, Salt.
  
  
  
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  Location: Just any place at the sea will do.
  
  
  Other: The Oasis has three Warrigs, Named trinity1; trinity2 and trinity3. All of them are giantific behemoths sporting three supercharged v8 engines in their Long drawn out cabs. They are well defended by the Daughters of the Moirai, the cities fierce female warriors. Mainly they deliver Water to the other cities and pick up other material the Oasis Needs from there. As any attack on a TrinityRig will be followed by a water Embargo of a month to the ruler in whose territory it took place they always enjoy save conduct and are mostly protected by the landlords of the target City.
  
  
  

 

[General Deth Glitch]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: The Moirai
  
  
  Age: old as this world
  
  
  Appearance: The Moirai are three elderly women who are nearly identical.
  
  
  The Motherlies eyes always seem to be smiling though while the Keepers are perpetually sternly frowning and the Sister always seems a bit distant and dreamy her eyes distant.
  
  
  Personality: The Triplets share their fierce attitude when it Comes to keeping the Oasis save but as they have been worshipped as the mothers of mothers for a Long time by now they seem a bit detached at times. They are highly intellectual though retaining much of the technical Knowledge of the World that was. They are thought of as nearly mythological figures and often act like this outwardly only trusting eachother really.
  
  
  History: It is unclear what they where, politicians scientists militarists. Maybe they played a role in destroying the world that was? Today the Moires are the rulers, Stewards and Caretakers of the mighty Desalination Plant that was build around the three nuclear reactors they care for as the only ones having the Knowhow to do so. Wielding their Water deliveries like a weapon they say who dies of thirst far and wide. Mostlystaying neutral though, looking don onto the male hordes outside their walls.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Name: Oasis of the Fates
  
  
  'Government':Triumvirat
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Oasis is a small town build around three stranded Submarines. Around them a complex of machinery and pipes with shacks inbetween was build since the fall of mankind. It is well defended by cliffs on two sides the sea on a third and a wall build out of one of the ships on the third.
  
  
  History: The town grew out of the wrecks of three Nuclear submarines. Mainly it is a giant desalination Plant that provides nearly every one living far and wide with water. The Moirai are the cities rulers and are worshipped by ist populace as the mothers of mothers. Truely they are the grandmas and greatgrandmas of most of the female poplulace. Men cannot be citizens though some work in the town in lower and Manual occupations, The Fact that only the Moires know how to operate the ancient Reactors and the Desalination plant they had designed themselves run with the power keeps the City quite save and makes it a neutral ground where even enemy tribes and Clans and convoys meet at the gate to trade.
  
  
  Resource: Water, Salt.
  
  
  
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  Location: Just any place at the sea will do.
  
  
  Other: The Oasis has three Warrigs, Named trinity1; trinity2 and trinity3. All of them are giantific behemoths sporting three supercharged v8 engines in their Long drawn out cabs. They are well defended by the Daughters of the Moirai, the cities fierce female warriors. Mainly they deliver Water to the other cities and pick up other material the Oasis Needs from there. As any attack on a TrinityRig will be followed by a water Embargo of a month to the ruler in whose territory it took place they always enjoy save conduct and are mostly protected by the landlords of the target City.
  
  
  

Accepted! We may be able to start now, if I can find a nice coastal area to put you, so we fill one side of the map, then I guess we can start.

 

[Hygswitch]

Sorry i took so Long, looking Forward to it.

 

[High Moon]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name:The Boss
  
  
  Age:37
  
  
  Appearance:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_09/PostApCharacter.jpg.d729df538387bfd5096951ce0ee93b50.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="75728" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_09/PostApCharacter.jpg.d729df538387bfd5096951ce0ee93b50.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
  
  
  Personality:The Boss is a serious man Who is a bit-insane,he has an obession with Old-World relics thinking that every piece of Old-World is important to 'rebuild-it',He is knowhn to be a fair person and think of Loyalty as the most important virtue
  
  
  History:No one knowhs what his real name is,The Rumours say he was son of a Small-time criminal in the area before he appeared with a gang and took the Ruins of the Nearby city from a Local Warlord and began his Rule,He is knowh as the 'Chain-breaker' to former slaves as he saw Slavery as an disgrace to Old-Worlds name.it is a knowhn fact that his vision of A New-World is shaped by a book he found before he took control
  
  
  
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  Name:
  
  
  'Government':Organized Crime Gang(as The Boss likes to call it.Bassicly a Dicatatorship)
  
  
  Description of 'capital':The Capital is called 'The Casino' which true to its name is full of Casinos and clubs,The Boss shaped it to look like his 'Utopic Future' Ideals.Every thing which could have been called 'illegal' in old world can be found in The Casino,Every Currency of other 'Nations' are accepted in Casino but the most valuable one is Gunpowder which The Boss uses to build Ammo in his Workshops across his territory its built in ruins of a Old-World City which The Boss still try's to 'Re-build' this day.
  
  
  History:New Family was created when The Boss took control of the city-ruins where The Casino lies today,it is based on The Boss's Ideas which are a twisted version of Old-World Mafia Familys and Gangs.it was avtually a very small Gang but when more and more Outcasts of Sociesity started to come into The Casino and join New Family in hopes of earning Money which only can be imagined by a normal wastelander,Their power grew and soon they had enough men to battle with Local Warlords and tribals with Boss's order they brought every tribe to their knees one-by-one,absorbing them into New Family,and warlords WHO bend-the-knee to The Boss became his Liutenants which control their own gangs,Control their territory's in name of The Boss and pay Tribute to The Boss,Outer Regions of New Familys territory contained some Sulphure mines,seeing the potential The Boss ordered his Liutenants in the area to start mining operations and building of Workshops,since then New Family has been an 'Nation' with thriving economy because of its 'Free Economy' Policies
  
  
  Resource:Ammo
  
  
  
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  Location:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_09/rHLZyPJ.jpg.08f2cf23c75ff4424024b2228da9ab5d.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="75727" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_09/rHLZyPJ.jpg.08f2cf23c75ff4424024b2228da9ab5d.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
  
  
  Other: Anything you feel I have missed or wish to add?
  
  
  

 

[Zelorm]

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• other

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  [/imagefloat]
  
  
  Name: Caesar Abrami
  
  
  Age: 41
  
  
  Personality: He is a serious man, not one for laughs not jokes. He believes in the tenants of fascism very dearly, and believes he can bring peace and prosperity to the wasteland. He greatly dislikes homosexuals, and believes that they are a disease to be eradicated
  
  
  History: For a long time, Caesar lived in the nation "The American Peoples Republic", a union of 3 communist towns in the wasteland. He was oppressed by the Stalinist regime, and him and many people sought something new. That happened one day, when he was scavenging an old, shelled out build at night with his flaslight. From a partially destroyed book, he learned of a wonderful place, "The Italian Social Republic". He learned of "National Fascism". He used this Knowledge to overthrow the Stalinists, with help from 7 other independent towns. Together, they Formed "The New American Social Republic" or just "The Social Republic" eventually, they went on to conquer 4 other towns, and added the stars to the flag.
  
  
  
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  Name: The New American Social Republic (Aka "The Social Republic")
  
  
  'Government': Dictatorship under Duce Caesar Abrami, the beloved liberator
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Named Mussolonia, same as picture
  
  
  History: Gone over in Caesars history.
  
  
  Resource: an abundance of short metal
  
  
  
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  (Out lined in red. It is very small)
  
  
  Other: Walruses
  
  
  

 

[Raydog90]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Kazuma Kiki (The Infector)
  
  
  Age: 37
  
  
  Appearance: Kazuma has an furry hoody made out of the animals he killed. Wears some jeans and has some huge venom viles behind him.
  
  
  Personality: Kazuma is a very stubborn guy. He is always angry. He is also very serious. When he has a beer or two he always has a joke or two aswell. He does laugh when a joke is actually funny.
  
  
  History: Kazuma was born in the wastelands, raised by a single mother and has no siblings life was rough for him. He loved snakes, Kazuma played with them everyday and loved the design of their skin. Until one unfaithful day....Kazuma got bitten by one, enraged with anger Kazuma killed the snake with every power he got. He found a vile nearby and squished his head to get the venom out into the vile...since then it was his hobby.
  
  
  
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  /other%20related
  
  
  Name: Poison city
  
  
  'Government': Democracy
  
  
  Description of 'capital': (image which I have, look up)
  
  
  History: This beautiful nation was born when Kazuma found an abandoned town with his friends. It was a dare that he should be the leader of it. He started to build walls and also gathered trash. He let people keep refuge under one condition they must follow Kazumas orders. Poison viles are the economy and money of this city. He also traveled to the nearby island and made it part of the city.
  
  
  Resource: poison
  
  
  
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  Location: Imgur: The most awesome images on the Internet
  
  
  Other: No
  
  
  

 

[Raydog90]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Kazuma Kiki (The Infector)
  
  
  Age: 37
  
  
  Appearance: Kazuma has an furry hoody made out of the animals he killed. Wears some jeans and has some huge venom viles behind him.
  
  
  Personality: Kazuma is a very stubborn guy. He is always angry. He is also very serious. When he has a beer or two he always has a joke or two aswell. He does laugh when a joke is actually funny.
  
  
  History: Kazuma was born in the wastelands, raised by a single mother and has no siblings life was rough for him. He loved snakes, Kazuma played with them everyday and loved the design of their skin. Until one unfaithful day....Kazuma got bitten by one, enraged with anger Kazuma killed the snake with every power he got. He found a vile nearby and squished his head to get the venom out into the vile...since then it was his hobby.
  
  
  
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  [/imagefloat]
  
  /other%20related Name: Poison city 'Government': Democracy Description of 'capital': (image which I have, look up) History: This beautiful nation was born when Kazuma found an abandoned town with his friends. It was a dare that he should be the leader of it. He started to build walls and also gathered trash. He let people keep refuge under one condition they must follow Kazumas orders. Poison viles are the economy and money of this city. He also traveled to the nearby island and made it part of the city. Resource: poison
• Location: Imgur: The most awesome images on the Internet Other: No

Can someone help me....how do you take the picture with Red X off.

 

[kemalisawesome]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Grajus Namook(The Radiator)
  
  
  Age: 3000
  
  
  Appearance: Long black greyish hair ready strike at any time big arms but medium size legs so he can punch fast and be a fast dodger at the exact same time. He has a mask to keep his half burnt face with radiation dipped in acid and punched and kicked at least 200 times hidden away from the mutants and humans who Roam the earth.
  
  
  Personality: Fierce, angry, killing machine and a trophy collector these personallys make him the biggest baddest alien in town he only makes allies if he trusts and believes in them if the ally fails him he betrays him and kills him at the worst time where he is most vulnerable like a coward.
  
  
  History: When Grajus Namook was born his mother and father loved war and took over planets, galaxy's and universes. he was raised warrior and trained a warrior. His mother and father ruled jotus his home planet. One day bocusus took over jotus piece by piece the planet was falling apart bocusus took the form of humans and when jotus was 1000 years old Grajus's father sent him to another planet to recolonise and start a new colony. After 2000 years of plotting revenge he comes back with a mighty powerful force called The Radiators and The Radiators were ready for WAR!!!
  
  
  
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  Name: Radiator city
  
  
  'Government': Democracy
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Scary town next to swamp, secret base under town, dead body's over the town, crows eating dead body, maggots in dead body and an abandon town.
  
  
  History: one day after the radiator war Grajus Nanook decided it's time for revenge it's time to rule over the piny humans it took a while recolonise but they did it at the end and that is when the new Great War begun.
  
  
  Resource: jotusisuim: A metal that The Radiators mastered along the 2000 years they learned how to duplicate it it is as strong titanium and the only problem is their are no gun like weapons only close range weapons. (My made up metal)
  
  
  
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  Location: Imgur: The most awesome images on the Internet
  
  
  Other: my character is diguised as a human trying to live a human life for now.
  
  
  

 

[kemalisawesome]

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Grajus Namook(The Radiator)
  
  
  Age: 3000
  
  
  Appearance: Long black greyish hair ready strike at any time big arms but medium size legs so he can punch fast and be a fast dodger at the exact same time. He has a mask to keep his half burnt face with radiation dipped in acid and punched and kicked at least 200 times hidden away from the mutants and humans who Roam the earth.
  
  
  Personality: Fierce, angry, killing machine and a trophy collector these personallys make him the biggest baddest alien in town he only makes allies if he trusts and believes in them if the ally fails him he betrays him and kills him at the worst time where he is most vulnerable like a coward.
  
  
  History: When Grajus Namook was born his mother and father loved war and took over planets, galaxy's and universes. he was raised warrior and trained a warrior. His mother and father ruled jotus his home planet. One day bocusus took over jotus piece by piece the planet was falling apart bocusus took the form of humans and when jotus was 1000 years old Grajus's father sent him to another planet to recolonise and start a new colony. After 2000 years of plotting revenge he comes back with a mighty powerful force called The Radiators and The Radiators were ready for WAR!!!
  
  
  
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  Name: Radiator city
  
  
  'Government': Democracy
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Scary town next to swamp, secret base under town, dead body's over the town, crows eating dead body, maggots in dead body and an abandon town.
  
  
  History: one day after the radiator war Grajus Nanook decided it's time for revenge it's time to rule over the piny humans it took a while recolonise but they did it at the end and that is when the new Great War begun.
  
  
  Resource: jotusisuim: A metal that The Radiators mastered along the 2000 years they learned how to duplicate it it is as strong titanium and the only problem is their are no gun like weapons only close range weapons. (My made up metal)
  
  
  
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  Location: If you can't edit the map then PM me and I will see what I can
  
  
  Other:
  
  
  

• Ruler
• Nation
• other

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Name: Grajus Namook(The Radiator)
  
  
  Age: 3000
  
  
  Appearance: Long black greyish hair ready strike at any time big arms but medium size legs so he can punch fast and be a fast dodger at the exact same time. He has a mask to keep his half burnt face with radiation dipped in acid and punched and kicked at least 200 times hidden away from the mutants and humans who Roam the earth.
  
  
  Personality: Fierce, angry, killing machine and a trophy collector these personallys make him the biggest baddest alien in town he only makes allies if he trusts and believes in them if the ally fails him he betrays him and kills him at the worst time where he is most vulnerable like a coward.
  
  
  History: When Grajus Namook was born his mother and father loved war and took over planets, galaxy's and universes. he was raised warrior and trained a warrior. His mother and father ruled jotus his home planet. One day bocusus took over jotus piece by piece the planet was falling apart bocusus took the form of humans and when jotus was 1000 years old Grajus's father sent him to another planet to recolonise and start a new colony. After 2000 years of plotting revenge he comes back with a mighty powerful force called The Radiators and The Radiators were ready for WAR!!!
  
  
  
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  Name: Radiator city
  
  
  'Government': Democracy
  
  
  Description of 'capital': Scary town next to swamp, secret base under town, dead body's over the town, crows eating dead body, maggots in dead body and an abandon town.
  
  
  History: one day after the radiator war Grajus Nanook decided it's time for revenge it's time to rule over the piny humans it took a while recolonise but they did it at the end and that is when the new Great War begun.
  
  
  Resource: jotusisuim: A metal that The Radiators mastered along the 2000 years they learned how to duplicate it it is as strong titanium and the only problem is their are no gun like weapons only close range weapons. (My made up metal)
  
  
  
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  Other: