I will dish out items according to how you answer the questions. Since this is my own personal judgement, you may end up with more items than another player. That doesn't mean I like them more, that means I gave them different stuff.

Another thing to note, no one should have the exact same answer. Everyone here is an individually thinking human being (I think), and you should all end up with different answers. Any same answered questions, will be asked to change to their second choice of answer. This is to keep everyone as unique in character, and items as possible.

Quote :

Howdy traveler. Wha’s ‘at? Nah, can’t get that here. All we got here’s memories and a few scraps ‘o bread.

Memories?

Y’know, them thoughts of the past ya cling so dearly to. We remember a time before the fall, when the dirt didn’t crack, and I had all my teeth.

The fall?

When the world up and exploded. Took pert near the whole of mankind with it too.

That would make you-

Yes indeedy, better part of two hundred and eighty-seven years young. Don’t look a day over one fifty do I? S’all this sun I get.

How?

Way I reckon, the irradiation from those missiles changed somes of us that were close enough to get a whiff, but far enough to not be blame to smithereens.

Say, you wanna humor an old man and answer a few questions before ye git to skeedadlin’?


What is your name?

How old are you?

How tall are you?

How much do you weigh?

Describe your general appearance(no pictures please).

What would you say is your greatest fear?

How far would you go to save a stranger?

Could you sacrifice yourself for the greater good?

How do you cope with loss?

What is your dream?

Is there a happy ending for this torn world?

Do you trust people?

Do you give others a reason to trust you?

Say the first word that comes to mind:

House

Family

Blade

Dirt

Blood


Thank ye kindly stranger. If’n you’ll wait just a minute I’ll see if I can’t rustle up some supplies for you, since ya went an’ humored me long as ya have.

Almost 200 years ago now a war was fought between the nations of the world. A war that had been started over the same collection of things they always were. Religion, money, race, and rights. The nations involved loosed missiles that would cast their enemies into eternal darkness, unaware they had been targeted by the same missiles from the opposing end. Before they could gloat, they were gone. 84% of the population of the planet died.

100 years later the radiation was diluted enough to allow exploration. Mankind had changed in their hiding. They had gained a longevity from the radiation, but nothing more. The lands were scorched, and dry. The once fertile dirt had cracked, and turned to sand. Rivers ran dry, and oceans dwindled to large ponds. Only in the past decade had it started raining again, and collecting rain water had become paramount.

Water was almost as valuable as the bullets that so many people killed for, just to shoot their precious guns and miss. The creatures of the world had almost entirely died off. A few species of bird, several breed of lizard, and most of the insect life remained. They seemed unaffected by the radiation, but in truth they had become far more intelligent, going beyond instinct and nature. The remaining creatures of Earth were almost sentient, and knew to keep away from Humans. Humans brought only death with them.

So battered by the elements, was the Earth, that no one had noticed the reformation of Pangea. With most of the oceans dried up, the lands had been reconnected. Long before the fall, there was a theory about just such a thing. One massive continent, called Pangea. This was what the planet had become though, a torn, twisted desert world that left nothing but death behind itself. Was there a future here, or was the human race just dust in the wind?


Last thing, I promise. if your character enters a shop, tag me in the post and I'll act as the shop NPC. Actually, tag me if you want to interact with an NPC at all.

What is your name?
Vincent Gyil
How old are you?
15
How tall are you?
5ft 11
How much do you weigh?
75
Describe your general appearance(no pictures please).
Dark Brown Hair, Brown Eyes, Right Handed
What would you say is your greatest fear?
Falling
How far would you go to save a stranger?
Far enough
Could you sacrifice yourself for the greater good?
Yes
How do you cope with loss?
Very Well
What is your dream?
Too seek the end
Is there a happy ending for this torn world?
Hopefully
Do you trust people?
Yes
Do you give others a reason to trust you?
I have never broke a promise before
Say the first word that comes to mind:

House: Warmth, Food

Family: Caring, Trust

Blade: Death

Dirt: Life

Blood: Life, Death

Awful young ta be out 'n yer own. Best start's an early one I 'spose. Might just be my grandpa tendencies, but yer awful thin. Food is valuable, but worth it. Put some meat on those bones.

You have acquired:

20 feet of rope

Rusted Canteen

Small Pocket Knife Blade

Cracked Sunglasses

One .357 Magnum Round

Sturdy Walking Stick

Rear View Mirror

@Cpt.Nemo

Howdy traveler. Wha’s ‘at? Nah, can’t get that here. All we got here’s memories and a few scraps ‘o bread. 

Memories?

Y’know, them thoughts of the past ya cling so dearly to. We remember a time before the fall, when the dirt didn’t crack, and I had all my teeth. 

The fall?

When the world up and exploded. Took pert near the whole of mankind with it too. 

That would make you-

Yes indeedy, better part of two hundred and eighty-seven years young. Don’t look a day over one fifty do I? S’all this sun I get.

How?

Way I reckon, the irradiation from those missiles changed somes of us that were close enough to get a whiff, but far enough to not be blame to smithereens.

Say, you wanna humor an old man and answer a few questions before ye git to skeedadlin’?


What is your name? Dane Holcomb

How old are you? 26

How tall are you? 5'9''

How much do you weigh? 180 lb.

Describe your general appearance(no pictures please). Your eyes kinda shot grandpa? Alright, I'll make sure they got the right man when you report me later. Brown skin and eyes, short black hair, last seen wearing and I quote: one long sleeved orange henley, one pair of khaki cargo pants with leather belt, one pair of white running shoes, and one green windbreaker tied around the waist.

What would you say is your greatest fear? Never finding a real home.

How far would you go to save a stranger? Depends on the immediacy of the problem. Would I try to stop a mugging? Probably. Would I escort a doctor through 20 miles of desert to a village that really needs them? Probably not out of the kindness of my heart.
 
Could you sacrifice yourself for the greater good? Haven't found a "good" so good to date.

How do you cope with loss? Well enough. Still here, aren't I?

What is your dream? To settle down somewhere and live as comfortable a life as I can manage.

Is there a happy ending for this torn world? The world's in a coma and we're livin' the dream.

Do you trust people? Depends.

Do you give others a reason to trust you? I'd like to think this little exercise accomplished something to that effect.

Say the first word that comes to mind:

House Hold.

Family Ties.

Blade Wrap.

Dirt Nap.

Blood Ties. Damn it. Uh, water.


Thank ye kindly stranger. If’n you’ll wait just a minute I’ll see if I can’t rustle up some supplies for you, since ya went an’ humored me long as ya have.

Eyes'r fine boy. Let's just hope ye never come cross any poor doctors en route to a village eh?

You have acquired:

Large Pocket Knife Blade

Water Skin

Balaclava

3 ft Length of  Rusty Pipe

Torn Satchel of Rusted Nails

10 ft Length of worn Para-cord.

[@Elbeck]

What is your name?
Kyle Diaz.

How old are you?
I am currently... 29. I think I am - I was never informed of when I was born, so that's just a guess.

How tall are you?
5'8"

How much do you weigh?
Seventy-two kilograms.

Describe your general appearance(no pictures please). Kyle wears ripped jeans which are rolled up to his knees and a shirt which is covered in dirt and mud. He keeps a golden necklace on him, which was given to Kyle by his mother before she passed away. He likes to hide it underneath the collar of his shirt, so no one sees it and no attention is drawn. Kyle's face is dominated by a brown beard and his hair falls in ragged clumps around his weary face.

What would you say is your greatest fear?
Dying. As much as I hate this world, I want to see how it progresses and how far it goes in this dull journey. If I die, I will never see what happens with Earth - what a shame that would be.

How far would you go to save a stranger?
I wouldn't go anywhere near a stranger - they're dangerous, hostile and annoying. But I guess I'm a stranger also...

Could you sacrifice yourself for the greater good?
It depends, I must be honest.

How do you cope with loss?
I move along. I'd rather pinpoint my mind to what's happening in the present - right now - rather than the extreme losses I have received in the past.

What is your dream?
To see this world start to take shape once again... Also, some more rain would be nice, along with nice warm clothes and a suitable place to take refuge in. If I dreamt of Earth becoming the place it was before this radiation and nuclear madness, I know for sure my dream would never come true.

Is there a happy ending for this torn world?
*chuckles* Of course - once this race actually comes to their senses and actually plan on making this a better place for everyone, not just themselves - we would all see a happy ending.

Do you trust people?
In a world so unpredictable as this, I can't trust anyone. Humans are selfish, greedy and will do anything to survive, which includes killing or robbing.

Do you give others a reason to trust you?
Heck, I don't even like talking to other humans. I don't even want others to notice my existence.

Say the first word that comes to mind:

House
Castle

Family
Treasure

Blade
Incision

Dirt
Growth

Blood
Murder

~~~~~

So basically - Kyle is a hypocrite and selfish person and he hates what the human race has become. *does some ninja rolls and backflips into a nearby cupboard*

Mighty self reliant feller ain't ye? Can't blame a man for guarding himself these days. Ain't like when I was a kid,when all you had to worry 'bout was scraped knees and girls gettin' into yer tree house.


You have acquired:

Large Water Skin

Small Pocket Knife Blade

Dulled Machete

3 Clean Apples

Old Fedora

Here's a question: how would the contents of say, a random crate or glovebox of an old truck be decided? We can obviously expect to pick out varying bits of metal or such from a scrap pile, or a can of food from a case in a grocery store(or the remains thereof) but wouldn't it be a bit too convenient to essentially decide what we find unless there's a reasonable chance to do so?

I'm going to leave that up to you guys. You can either tag me, and I can dole out goods, or you can choose for yourself. But know this, if you choose for yourself, I will heavily monitor what you find. Can't have any of you finding a billiondy rounds of ammo for your vulcan chaingun in a coin purse now can I?

What is your name?
Mary Shine

How old are you?
35

How tall are you?
5' 10''

How much do you weigh?
140 lbs.

Describe your general appearance(no pictures please).
Short hair to keep from getting in the way that is a deep brown. Nothing too distinguishing about her body besides the tattoo on her wrist of a quote, 'Time will only tell.' Nothing about her stands out, she is practically as normal as they come except for her eyes that are the colour of new spring grass.

What would you say is your greatest fear?
Not being able to save herself.

How far would you go to save a stranger?
Not far at all, been burned too many times to continue to try.

Could you sacrifice yourself for the greater good?
Nope, the people of this world aren't worth dying for anymore.

How do you cope with loss?
Bottling it up, you can't let your emotions rule you in this world.

What is your dream?
To live a life like she has heard about in the history books.

Is there a happy ending for this torn world?
The world that will be left behind will never be happy. The world and the people are far too gone.

Do you trust people?
No, not in the slightest.

Do you give others a reason to trust you?
Nope, she doesn't want trust.

Say the first word that comes to mind:

House: Broken

Family: torn apart

Blade: sharp

Dirt: mud

Blood: red

Cold little missy ain't ye? Can't say's I blame ya, s'a cold world out there, even more so for a lady, what with the marauders about.

You have acquired:

Sealed Bottled of Whiskey

Small Water Skin

A Remington 12 Gauge Shotgun

Deck of Playing Cards[Incomplete]

Pet Salamander

I apologize. I failed to officially note that the IC thread had been started. You can find it HERE

I think I'll wait for @Elbeck to post before endeavour in doing such. No rush.

That's fine. Gives me all the more time to plot and scheme.