Roleplay

=Rules=

1. Be polite to all the other players.

2. Do not overpower your character.

3. This will be an RP set in a dystopian-type/hard-ish scifi setting, so the tone will be serious for the most part.

4. Just drop in whenever-there's no slots or sign-ups, although I do recommend you keep up with the story at least a little.

5. Have fun!

Lana, a cyborg girl clutching a neon-colored gun to her chest, observed her surroundings. The ruined cityscape stretched out before her eyes, but there was no sign of the cops. Still, she stood still behind the chimney on the rooftop and looked out for danger.

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Suddenly a rock warps into view. Grey like with versus other minerals within it's core and surface. With an very twisted and foreboding hum it drifts closer to the cyborg girl.

@catgame21234: The cyborg girl aims her gun at the rock and shoots. She's surprised when it flinches, since she hadn't expected it to be...seemingly alive. Concerned for her safety, she clambers down the building and starts running for her life.

@MythGriffin24
((Decided I would drop by because, hey, I love Sci-Fi lol))

A gruff-looking figure made his way through the desolate, ruined streets; his gait almost sort of a loping motion. His left leg was giving him problems again. Not his real one, no that limb was probably nothing more than bones in some nameless battlefield out there. It was the jury-rigged, scrap metal replacement he was having to make do with that always seemed to be on the fritz. The mercenary life had not been kind to Knyte, leaving him crippled and penny-less, forced to salvage whatever tech he could to sell for a measly sum or, if he was lucky, find a stash of food and water to keep himself going. It was a rather miserable existence, but he was alive. He had always been good at surviving, after all. Whether it was in combat or just finding a way to keep himself from dying, Knyte always had the skill or luck to make it out alive. His combat experience had proved useful more than once, preventing from being killed by those who would have no qualms with killing him for whatever money and goods he had on him. Even with his metal leg, the man was more than proficient in using knife on his right thigh that served as his defense. Not to mention a laser pistol that he kept hidden on the inside of his coat. Just a little something he had found while scavenging but he only used it only if there was no other option as he didn't have much ammo nor the supplies to repair it should it get any more damaged than it already was.

Adjusting the worn duffle bag on his shoulder a bit, Knyte's mind turned to what he had been able to salvage today. Mostly broken electronics, but also some spare parts to hopefully repair his leg and maybe make some improvements to his base of operations, as he liked to call it. Honestly, it was nothing more than an apartment that was slightly less rundown than the rest of the ones in the building he had found. It was probably the only place he really felt somewhat safe in, especially with the amount of traps that he had in place. All of what he owned was in there including any stored food, water, money, and tech. So, having an ample security system was necessary in this city. Knyte's steely grey gaze shifted from one side of the street to the other, any small movement catching his attention. All of his senses were on high alert. This was a city where people didn't hesitate to step on others in order to better themselves, so he remained vigilant so he didn't end up today's random corpse in a back alley.

@AbyssRanger:

As Lana runs from the rock, she suddenly runs into a mysterious stranger. Instantly suspicious, she ducks behind a corner and fires a shot.