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Khadgar

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M.A.D



(a four AM creation.)


M.A.D, Mutially Assured Destruction.

the fear of the cold war for us passed more or less harmlessly. but in a world of alternate dimentions, in this world, it did not. after the nuclear arms stock buldup in Turkey, the Soviet Union responded by arming Cuba, creating the well known Cuban Missile Crisis. an american blockade was set up around the island, and the President of the U.S. made his declaration that unless all missiles were disarmed and removed, he would destriy all the ships in the carribian, and then launch a pre-emptive nuclear strike against the U.S.S.R.

this is where the similarity ends. The soviet Union had divisions circling the silos in Turkey, and knew that if the States launched, by the time that their missiles would hit, the U.S.S.R. would be able to launch their thermonuclear warheads. the blockade was therefore overrun.

The American President not having this insight came through with his declaration, and as soon as the blockade had been violated, thousands of nukes were on their way to Russia and it's buffer countries.

Russia launched back, sweeping the states with death. the rest of the U.S.S.R. launched on the U.S allies, destroying Britain, France, Germany, most of west europe. In responce to this, western euopean nuclear powers launched on the reminants of the U.S.S.R.'s influence zones, the Middle East and the carribean.

to make a long story short, every first world country excepting Alaskan United States, Canada, and the upper reaches of Siberia, have been utterly destroyed. Nuclear fallout did not respect borders, and killed most of southern Canada as well. leaving only the frozen north untouched.

nukes also touched death into mexico, leaving only the far north, central america, Australia, and it's surrounding nations, and part of africa alive.

for twenty years, the world cowered, and healed. nuclear fallout would not dissapear for many years to come, but something strange happened, diring this time, a change in evolution happened. those people not in the blast radius did not all die. suffering from severe radiation poisoning, lukemia and other diseases claimed many lives, but over time, the human body coped and overcame this. people in central Canada, and southern mexico, the coasts of Asia, and the northern phillipines lived. their bodies were horribly disfigured, skin took on a new meaning, for some it did not exist, rather a strange film covered their body, for others the skin melted, and cracked, andthen hardened, leaving them a shell. bones became more flexible, or stiffened even farther, these mutants peoples were both very unique, and very weak. certainly able to live their lives, and with a higher immune system than a regular human, but natural defences, like an entire body with flesh, or seeping holes therough their torso, that revealed pulsing organs left them as frail beings without some kind of external armor.

After twenty years, the normal world has comeback to claim what is there's, a decade of slaughter and massacres of the evolved took place, the australians, and the central americans, northerners moving back to capture what was inhabitable of Mexico, Canada, Asia. the major blast zones still would not let a man live longer than a few days, but out of them came strange beasts, it'ssaid that cockroaches and beetles can survive the kind of radiation that a nuke gives off, but the constant doses have left worms the size of trains burrowing underground, beetles the size of cars and other creatues, misformed greatly, some able to secrete and project acidic saliva, and such. these beasts now roam freely, keeping withing the mutant world for the most part, for their survival among normal people is gunned down.

you may think that we are taking back out land, regaining what is ours, raising civilization back from the ashes, but we are not. finally we are taking course, we are the vile sludge belched back from death into this world. after a decade of massacres we have found outselves, and also found the will to fight, to carry on, to create our world, if for nothing else than to be left alone. but what can a group of poorly armed freaks do against the trained thugs the new world sends in, armed, armored, and with the gleam of conquest in their eyes?
 
I think you should read some deathlands fiction and base your RPG off of that.

Its better to be the post atomic mutant warlord than the post atomic mutant serf...
 
you think so? i'd figure that having the majority in mumbers, having a well set up base for attacking and such is tioo easy.... all it is is just a chance to go kill, this actually has some tactical areas to it, or.... not just running around and killing, having to set things up, there'smore to it this way.

maybe i will readthe deathlands series sometime.
 
Sounds interesting Khadgar, though I am unsure of something. Are we supposed to be the mutants trying to battle these monstrous creatures, or are we mutants that are being hunted down by Warlords that are starting to recreate society? Just figured that I would ask.

Chewey
 
uh, the mutants, are.... well they are the hideous monsters, with their draping skin and green veigns poking throgh rotted flesh....


and we're freaks. and they'd be hunting the freaks. hmm that or we could always take the perspective of the humans, and tryu to crush the biologically altered superior freakies.
 
So I could be like a freak that has abnormal strength within his four arms, but is unable to see because his eyes have all glazed over. Maybe I would have hypersensitive hearing and sense of touch to make up for the lack of sight? Is that what you are looking for?

Chewey
 
yep. something like that. or that could be our enemies. super hearing, knows where you are at all times, would make a good sniper or something right? but say, has lost all of it's skin, so you hit it with a rock and it's going to writhe in pain ansd bleed for an hour right?
 
Name: Axis (Minor and Major)
Height: 6'6"
Weight : 358 Lbs
Skin color : No skin, rather rocky orange crags similar to the Marvels Thing.
Special Feature : He has four arms and two heads.
Special Ability: He had abnormally high strength due to the four arms, however since they are controlled by different heads- they are not always coordinated. He has hyper sensitive hearing and sense of touch , but is blind in both heads.


Is this a start ? I can fill in some bio if this is cool.

Chewey
 
hey man, create whatever you'd like for your guy,but right now it would only be the two of us.
 
Fair enough. Why not start a main thread and see where it takes us. Maybe if people like what is written, they will want to join in. Worth a shot .

Chewey
 
hmmm.... sure. what would you think would be beter to go for though? us as the rad hit peoples? or as the free countries?
 
How about if we are some of the hunters sent out by the Warlords to track down people who have not been added to there rule . We can also be used to hunt down dangerous mutant creatures. Just an idea.

Chewey
 
alright, sounds good. post up a char, lwet me know how you'dlike this to look
 
Ok, here it goes

Name: Axis (Minor and Major)
Height: 6'6"
Weight : 358 Lbs
Skin color : No skin, rather rocky orange crags similar to the Marvels Thing.
Special Feature : He has four arms and two heads.
Special Ability: He had abnormally high strength due to the four arms, however since they are controlled by different heads- they are not always coordinated. He has hyper sensitive hearing and sense of touch , but is blind in both heads.

Background: His birth was a difficult one, due to his large size and abnormalities; his first scent he smelled was the blood poring out of his mother as he died. Major has always been the dominant brain over the two of them, but Minor has become more vocal over the last few years. He has been in the service of the local Warlord for just over two years, having been presented to the Warlord as a present on his 15th birthday. He has quickly risen to be one of the lead hunters sent out to scavenge up more slaves for the Warlords growing empire. Due to the nature of his abilities, he is mostly resigned to living in the dark; since while his skin is rock hard, constant exposure to light causes it to smoke and smolder creating intense pain over a short period of time.

So far so good?

Chewey
 
well sure man, but do we want to be the men turne by rad? or the hunters fro the =free world?
 
I dunno Khad, it might be fun to be bad guys for a while, hunters that are are taking people from the free world and bringing them as slaves to the Warlords. Does not make a difference to me.

Chewey
 
but the free world, as in the normal humans and such, they are the hunters, and the mutants are the hunted.
 
Ok, I guess I have to stop smoking that crack. Let me try this again, my character is a freak as opposed to a mutant, which are the mutated creatures. What place does the freaks have in this world? Are they part of the free world as a kind of sideshow, or would they band together against any normal humans? Still have too many questions. LOL

Chewey
 
oh man.... the freaks are the mutants, there are two peoples. mutated freaks, which are ONE PEOPLE, and normal human beings.

the normal humans band together their peoples and call them the free countries.

the freaks (mutants) are not really all that organized, but it's okay because the free peoples don't exactly have a ready army, this is more like volenteer commando teams.

draw a map in your mind.

United States, europe, and most of asia is completely wiped out.


the free world is in Central America, south South America, some areas of Africa, northern Canada, Australia, and the rim of Asia, minus the nuclear power allies.

so the mutated world is the area between utter death, and thatwhich is untouched. like Mexico, say..... coast of Portugal, south/mid Canada, places like Norway, i'm sure you can immagine it.
 
Well , with my character, I would have to imagine he was a mutated freak LOL. Guess he is from New England, since I am familiar with that area. When do you think you will start the thread?

Chewey
 
lol when people respond? way it's loking now it reeks of death, unless you actually are interested, and wanting to do a two man operation.


so we're going with the perspective of the mutants? and not the humans right?
 
I am willing to give it a shot as a two man thread , hopefully it will interest others. Yes,I think it would be better from the mutants perspective.

Chewey
 
alright. then i'll post up the real thread anytime now
 
Iris

Name: Iris (no last name)
Age: (aproximatly 23)
Sex: Male
Weight: 130 lbs with clothing
Height: 5'6
Body: very thin and gangly due to the harsh life. little food and rest have left him a wracked body, with little strength, but hardened with endurance. Iris lacks strength in the extreeme, and has very weak skin. when he falls on rough ground his skin tears and rips, bleeding extensivly. the only help is that his wounds close and heal quickly, leaving him in pain, and trailing a stream of blood, but more or less alright. the other oddity to him, are his eyes. since civilization failed for the mutants, and there are no optomotrists, no one is quite sure what his eyes are, but he can see much farther than the mornal person, things are sharp and clear, movement is picked up instantly. it is very hard to sneak up on Iris.

Background:
Iris was born into a house of hunters, these hunters would run through the cities and fields. both of which are now basically wild grounds. running and matching with the deer and bear,and other creatures that have over run the area they would prove themselves greater than their food. overpowering them, or out running them. Iris was a great dissapointment to his family, utterly worthless to the hunt.

when the first of the attacks from the free world came, and a stolen radio picked up broadcasts, they realized that since the radiation had died down below what is harmful to a normal human, theywere now slated to be killed, there was a war, a hatred that burned for them that no one even knew about.

a scouting party entered the city, gunfire mowing down many of the mutants who greeted them, Iris finding himself in a depression deeper than usual, decided to do something. he wanted to prove he wasn't useless, even if it killed him. he dropped down off a roof onto the man in the rear of the party, grabbing the automatic rifle from him, he sprayed down the rest,, and he finally had a use, Iris became one ofthe greatest snipers the resistance has.
 
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