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Arthro
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Name and Age: Pyotr Abakumov, 65 years
Appearance: View attachment 3088
A staggeringly tall, 7'6" man donning a rubber, full-body protective suit, patched with duct tape, and armored with steel plates. To go with his stature, his movements are quite clumsy, loud, and inefficient despite any efforts to move carefully. His visor, entirely opaque and emitting a soft cyan light, is the only visual window Pyotr has to the world around him. From his filthy suit, not much noise can be heard, but those with more attentive hearing abilities would be able to perceive a chorus of beeps, whirrs, clicks, and the hissing of the air flowing through his pressurized suit.
The man takes himself very seriously, and expects others to as well. He's very aggressive, testosterone constantly pumped through his body due to his lack of genitals. Pyotr would be the last person to arrive at a party, and the first to leave -- not out of awkwardness, but simply seeing things like it as a useless contribution to society. Owning a strong will and incorruptible determination to get back home, the only stopping him would be death.
Biography: Pyotr, despite whatever he says, had a very good childhood in comparison to the others in his country. Russia, at the time, had no materials to spare for anything but its own military and politicians. Those who wished to survive had to enlist -- and that's how things worked for nearly a decade. In time, however, a shortage of able troops were becoming more and more of a problem for Russia, or rather, the entire world at that point. Earth as a whole had fallen into the depression of an endless dust-induced winter. Nearly all forms of life were at risk of extinction, and for the first time in many years, so was humanity. Then The Gaz showed up: a mysterious, worldwide force.
Nobody in Russia had a choice any longer, if you were able-bodied, you were conscripted. This was The Gaz's plan to pull Humanity back onto its feet. Pyotr fell victim to this, despite his only desires having been to read books in his library. Dragged off to a hellish bootcamp with hundreds of other men ranging from 15 to 30 years of age, only the strong or the clever were able to survive each passing week. Things weren't looking good for our man, as all he had to offer was not strength, but smarts. The NCO's saw this, and transferred him to an even more rigorous camp -- the most elite one of all.
Pyotr was trained as a 'Hellwalker', affectionately named by the rest of Russia for what the division is constantly put through. Hellwalkers, essentially, were men equipped with hazard suits, pumped full of chemicals, and sent into any worst-case-scenario ground zero to fix any problems at all -- whether it be nuclear meltdowns, governmental coverups, or even reinforcing other allies. They were Hell's personal cleanup crew, and Pyotr had become one of 12 that existed after years in a cruel training camp.
He did his job for many years, cleaning hazardous materials and murdering those who stood in his way. This came at a price. Pyotr has a sometimes crippling case of PTSD from his years of work, and it eventually led him to abandoning The Gaz altogether to live a life of peaceful solitude in the decaying wasteland that used to be Asia. Shortly after, the world changed. The Americas had banned together to drive Gaz out of it, and had launched an attack against the opposing continents full of them. Every single nuclear missile they had was launched, sending The Earth even further into a crippled state. No other life except for humans existed after the Decades of Darkness, and when the sun finally shone on the surface, the sky was stuck in a permanent crimson hue.
Pyotr lived on his own during this, scraping by with his hazard suit as his home, and using whatever liquid rations he could find.
In the center of Russia, however, a tower pierced into the sky. Shrouded in clouds of darkness, The Tower (as it was referred to) was humanity's last chance of survival. This planet was no longer hospitable to any air breathers not in a fully-enclosed suit, and The Gaz were constructing this behemoth of a machine for one purpose: to travel from one dimension to the next. They had no intentions on saving those left, they intended to escape to another world to colonize.
Pyotr, at some point, was greeted by a machine built to test this teleporter. Instead of traveling to another dimension, UVU-B was teleported to some random place in Russia, and this got the unwanted attention of the vagrant Pyotr. Meeting and teaming up with UV, the pair dreamed of going back to The Tower and destroying it just to spite The Gaz.
And they did.
Right after using the teleporter to transfer from their own dimension into this one.
Abilities/Equipment: Pyotr has his suit, the "Mark III". It originally could survive in many diverse conditions that would normally kill any man. However, after many years of using this suit, its integrity has worn, Pyotr's immune system has degenerated to the point where if he removes it, he will die.
Pyotr has his SKS carbine, and a pair of ten round clips for it.
UV is a machine designed to build anything. Both of their goals would be to ultimately build another teleporter to leave this dimension.
Other Info: If you've got any questions, I'll answer em.
Here's a drawing of UV:
Appearance: View attachment 3088
A staggeringly tall, 7'6" man donning a rubber, full-body protective suit, patched with duct tape, and armored with steel plates. To go with his stature, his movements are quite clumsy, loud, and inefficient despite any efforts to move carefully. His visor, entirely opaque and emitting a soft cyan light, is the only visual window Pyotr has to the world around him. From his filthy suit, not much noise can be heard, but those with more attentive hearing abilities would be able to perceive a chorus of beeps, whirrs, clicks, and the hissing of the air flowing through his pressurized suit.
The man takes himself very seriously, and expects others to as well. He's very aggressive, testosterone constantly pumped through his body due to his lack of genitals. Pyotr would be the last person to arrive at a party, and the first to leave -- not out of awkwardness, but simply seeing things like it as a useless contribution to society. Owning a strong will and incorruptible determination to get back home, the only stopping him would be death.
Biography: Pyotr, despite whatever he says, had a very good childhood in comparison to the others in his country. Russia, at the time, had no materials to spare for anything but its own military and politicians. Those who wished to survive had to enlist -- and that's how things worked for nearly a decade. In time, however, a shortage of able troops were becoming more and more of a problem for Russia, or rather, the entire world at that point. Earth as a whole had fallen into the depression of an endless dust-induced winter. Nearly all forms of life were at risk of extinction, and for the first time in many years, so was humanity. Then The Gaz showed up: a mysterious, worldwide force.
Nobody in Russia had a choice any longer, if you were able-bodied, you were conscripted. This was The Gaz's plan to pull Humanity back onto its feet. Pyotr fell victim to this, despite his only desires having been to read books in his library. Dragged off to a hellish bootcamp with hundreds of other men ranging from 15 to 30 years of age, only the strong or the clever were able to survive each passing week. Things weren't looking good for our man, as all he had to offer was not strength, but smarts. The NCO's saw this, and transferred him to an even more rigorous camp -- the most elite one of all.
Pyotr was trained as a 'Hellwalker', affectionately named by the rest of Russia for what the division is constantly put through. Hellwalkers, essentially, were men equipped with hazard suits, pumped full of chemicals, and sent into any worst-case-scenario ground zero to fix any problems at all -- whether it be nuclear meltdowns, governmental coverups, or even reinforcing other allies. They were Hell's personal cleanup crew, and Pyotr had become one of 12 that existed after years in a cruel training camp.
He did his job for many years, cleaning hazardous materials and murdering those who stood in his way. This came at a price. Pyotr has a sometimes crippling case of PTSD from his years of work, and it eventually led him to abandoning The Gaz altogether to live a life of peaceful solitude in the decaying wasteland that used to be Asia. Shortly after, the world changed. The Americas had banned together to drive Gaz out of it, and had launched an attack against the opposing continents full of them. Every single nuclear missile they had was launched, sending The Earth even further into a crippled state. No other life except for humans existed after the Decades of Darkness, and when the sun finally shone on the surface, the sky was stuck in a permanent crimson hue.
Pyotr lived on his own during this, scraping by with his hazard suit as his home, and using whatever liquid rations he could find.
In the center of Russia, however, a tower pierced into the sky. Shrouded in clouds of darkness, The Tower (as it was referred to) was humanity's last chance of survival. This planet was no longer hospitable to any air breathers not in a fully-enclosed suit, and The Gaz were constructing this behemoth of a machine for one purpose: to travel from one dimension to the next. They had no intentions on saving those left, they intended to escape to another world to colonize.
Pyotr, at some point, was greeted by a machine built to test this teleporter. Instead of traveling to another dimension, UVU-B was teleported to some random place in Russia, and this got the unwanted attention of the vagrant Pyotr. Meeting and teaming up with UV, the pair dreamed of going back to The Tower and destroying it just to spite The Gaz.
And they did.
Right after using the teleporter to transfer from their own dimension into this one.
Abilities/Equipment: Pyotr has his suit, the "Mark III". It originally could survive in many diverse conditions that would normally kill any man. However, after many years of using this suit, its integrity has worn, Pyotr's immune system has degenerated to the point where if he removes it, he will die.
Pyotr has his SKS carbine, and a pair of ten round clips for it.
UV is a machine designed to build anything. Both of their goals would be to ultimately build another teleporter to leave this dimension.
Other Info: If you've got any questions, I'll answer em.
Here's a drawing of UV:
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Sleepwalker
Still Slep
Wow, can’t believe a new person’s coming into this nearly-dead roleplay, Accepted anyways! Lemme call the New GM.
@Alissa Ming
@Alissa Ming
Arthro
Arthropod Enthusiast
Oh, it's dead. I didn't even notice.
Sleepwalker
Still Slep
Yeah sorry, I think that everyone is just too busy to post in a slow roleplay. It did make quite far though.
Arthro
Arthropod Enthusiast
I think I'll pass on this, then.
Alissa Ming
Wandering Storyteller
I'm not sure how dead it actually is, but the role play has been slowing down quite a bit.
Sleepwalker
Still Slep
Yep! It's always open! It's kinda slow since I'm busy, but I'll get around to replying once more people reply.
Sleepwalker
Still Slep
Miyu/seia
Member
Name- hanako izumi
Age- 18
Biography- her past was very happy. She was a little pampered in her childhood and everyone she knew adored her. She is very sweet, shy and caring girl. She can be a little silly at times. She owns a very big flower shop. She is scared very easily. She loves pink color and everything related to flowers.
Powers- she has flower magic in her body but she doesn't know About it.
Sleepwalker
Still Slep
Oh, I'm sorry! This roleplay's been dead for quite a while now, nearly a year or so! I'm too busy to gm, so I'm going to declare this roleplay closed.
Uhh, moderators, feel free to throw this into the archives?
Uhh, moderators, feel free to throw this into the archives?