Seven days ago, the world ended. Not with a bang, or with a whimper, but with a sound like a camel being shoved through the eye of a needle.
Grab your shotgun and don your re-purposed sporting equipment - Ragnarok's come and it's time to mess shit up.
Seasons
one,
two and
three now available on UMD!
If you do not want to make a character, but would still like to bip in occasionally/fuck with the players, then do I have good news for you! Characters whose names are written in
Lime may be controlled by anyone who wanders into the thread. Anyone. Just make sure to post the character's actions in
Sandybrown so DE?AD notices them.
There are currently five (!) missions happening simultaneously:
[The Eye of the Sandstorm] [Dubh, scarlet st., VALVEjunkie, Zanzibar] [MISSION COMPLETE]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: Nearby the Raider camp there is a perpetual sandstorm, a never-ending spire of dust, wind and grit marring the landscape. Your mission is to find the "eye" of this supernatural storm, investigate the phenomena, and keep an eye out for any dangers or allies that might be found in this inhospitable terrain.
Unlocked Ads: [Gritty], [Muad'Dib]
[The Cliffs of Insanity] [Squall, Raneados, Antimatter, Lockout, romanqwerty, Tommy2Hands]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: The Raider camp appears to be situated on the top of a tremendous cube, a suspicious geographic formation at best, Inconceivable! Your mission is to go to the nearby cliffs and explore them for possible dangers, boons, and safe places to scale or descend the cliffs.
Unlockable Ads: [Acrobat], [Death From Above], [Scale the Foe]
[Mayfield is Undead] [Krosius, Marshmallow, Shabooty, Cheeseliker, DontShootToasters]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: "The Roof", the tippy top of the Clark Tower just barely juts above the desert near the Raider Camp. A few refugees have come to the camp, bearing stories of a buried city, mutated monsters, and the rotten trappings of a civilization devestated. However, there may be valuable items and scrap to be found, and information to be gathered. A group must be sent to further explore the ruins of Mayfield, and bring word of possible enemies or benefits back to the Raider Camp.
Unlockable Ads: [Tunnel Lord], [Adept Looter], [No Fear]
[Warren's Crepes] [DLC] [Purchased by: Squall, Dubh, Marshmallow, DontShootToasters, Raneados]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: Leo Dryer, a new refugee to The Camp, tells of a family restaurant transported into the desert. An evil presence has taken over the restaurant, causing Leo to flee in search of help. This optional task must be undertaken by a group willing to delve into the very bowels of hell to save a place that serves really really really good hash browns.
Unlockable Ads: ???
[The Chopper Block] [Dux]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: You've been tasked with taking out an entire military complex with a few irRADiated bullets to steal a helicopter for reasons unknown. Why the hell not?
Unlockable Ads: [Against All Ods] [Unilateral Damage]
[The Ink Spots] [NeoToma, Firetruck, Speed Racer]
Estimated Location: Western Nevada
Description: You're travelling on a floating tank with a sociopath. The obvious course of action is to find civilized life, and more importantly, a tattoo parlor, because looking good is what's important in the wasteland.
Unlockable Ads: [Scissor Sisters] [City Slicker]
[The Deluge] [Viscount Islands]
Estimated Location: Probably near Seattle
Description: You just got the shit kicked out of you by the most rag-tag group of wasters ever, have no idea where you are, and to top it all off you're being possessed by a homicidal freak of nature who only views you as a tool to be discarded later. Try to look at the bright side though! Nah, there is no bright side, it's rainy as fuck.
Unlockable Ads: [Quadrophenia] [Ah yes, "Freakers"]
Ads that we missed the chance to unlock: [Iron Blood], [Expert Forager], [Charmer], [Shank], [Burglar], [Sandworm Rider]
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I really didn't want to have to make it twice in a row
whoooo
I think I did. I only listened in once, then went to bed. She was complaining to the Turian about her human boyfriend wanting to do it all-natural, right?
he's talking about this comic which the whole xkcd community hilariously misinterpreted into the loser being the good guy
it's pretty much the best thing about xkcd
[phys 4][Soc 2][Ment 2] Wounds:[] Bruises:[] RADS: COLOR="Lime"]OOO[/COLOR [ST]
"Alright! So we're goin' to mayfield, huh? Cool, that's chill, that's chill." Jayce whispers, looking at the 3 who were going to spelunk a sunken city with him.
"So...we takn' the winnebago over there, or...?" Jayce whispers, a bit lost for words suddenly being in a group of people new to him and for the most part not horribly mutated.
Well, except for that Chet, guy. Sweet christ, what a massive gourd.
"More like Wanna-Bang-oh! Am I right?"
I think it needs some tweaking, namely for characters with less than a four in physical.
If you have a one or two physical, your land speed is 10 or 15 MPH.
Perhaps we should make (5 x Physical) + 15? That way your speed can range from 20 to 35 MPH.
no need for tweaking
Twitch (I stream most days of the week)
Twitter (mean leftist discourse)
we're talking a sustained 10 mph no matter what for the speed ad
plus, having one point in physical means you are physically frail, two is average
Twitch (I stream most days of the week)
Twitter (mean leftist discourse)
but, I'm fine with how it is
i'd say being able to attack first in combat is pretty good by itself
It's a 6 minute mile. Feels pretty light for the first quarter mile, the middle half is hell on earth, the last quarter mile your breathing goes all cold and you start to think this is what death feels like.
and then some asshole jumps out of the sidelines and trips you because he thinks it'd be funny and you see it coming but you're way to tired to get out of the way and he knocks you on your face and you get up because fucking 6 minute mile and you end up missing it by 2 seconds and one day I'm going to track down that motherfucker and kill him for fucking up my first 6 minute mile.
So yeah, "light jog" is about right, depending on your fitness and how long you intend to keep it up.
edit: ugh nevermind, that shit was like the same thing. i swear there was a better clip on Planet Earth
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0E6geAq1k8
in 720p you can see the green turn to brown as the caribou eat fucking everything
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzKiPIMC7PY
isn't the record for a mile like 5 minutes and change?
10 mph is average "run" speed for your average joe. Fitness programs base caloric loss on a "run" of about 10mph
it's definitely tiring to run 10mph for any sort of time over a few minutes, yeah, let alone being able to run indefinitely at 10mph, so i say that's good
also: scarlet you don't get extra perks because you chose to be an animal :P
bright eyes and speed is p worth it
"I wouldn't be surprised if the group going to the cliffs would prefer the Winnebago, they've got more people then us, and more non-human shaped people for that matter, most of them would have a lot of trouble fitting in the van's seats.
With four people in the van we could lower the back seats and give you some room to stretch out, Jayce. Not quite as roomy as the Winnebago would be but still enough I think."
Kayne, Ori, sad to see you guys go. You're always welcome to jump back in if you want.
[Sandstorm]
The Mothertrucker bursts through the outer wall of the sandstorm, myriad tires slipping wildly as they shift from dry dirt to loose sand dunes contained within the storm. The quad headlights of the armored vehicle do their best, but between the dull green light of the moon, and the flying wall of sand, they don't really do anything to improve visibility.
[Cliffs]
After a half an hour of rolling across the largely featureless face of the desert mesa, the Winnebago rolls up to the very edge, the heavy, somewhat awkward vehicle lurching slightly as it comes to a stop. Hundreds of feet below, rolling, golden countryside spreads out as far as you can see. Far in the distance you see what looks to be an almost perfectly spherical crater tucked among the hills, just a few miles off of the free way leading out of the cliff face below.
Not exactly sure what you're looking for here, but the view sure is pretty.
[Mayfield]
The D+ Team minivan pulls to a stop beside the observation deck of the buried Clark tower. The first obstacle for any scavenging missions is immediately apparent - a single elevator, even a large one, is hardly optimal for this sort of thing.
[Block]
[18 vs. 15] Leaving his car parked behind one of the larger hills, the Hanged Man quietly makes his way toward the base itself. As soon as the moon comes up, the lights go on in the base, cutting through the strange hazy green glow of the post-Crash moon - looks like the big crater didn't manage to knock out the place's generator.
The Hanged Man manages to sneak all the way up to the chain-link fence surrounding the base, narrowly dodging the gaze of one of the handful of soldiers inside by ducking down into a bit of heat-blasted shrubbery. The guard glances around suspiciously before turning away and continuing on his rounds.
[Spots]
The tank continues to rocket through the lime-tinted night sky, the bright green moon shining down from above. Jen raises a hand to shelter her eyes from the non-existent sun and peers into the distance. "Yo, you see that?" she asks pointing at a tiny rise on the horizon. "Looks like it might be a town or something, maybe worth checking out."
After a few more minutes, the tank lands in what, it turns out, is a small town - looks like one of those horrid little trucker settlements that pop up along the interstate. Weirdly empty, though, even for a post-Crash town, and dead quiet.
people were wondering how de?ad deals with 3 adventures at once
now he's doing 5
always gotta show us who's the boss
Sticks: Phy 2[] Soc 3[] Ment 3[] RADsCOLOR="Lime"][B]OOO[/B][/COLOR
During the half hour car ride, Sticks has done some thinking.
MENTAL NOTE 3
We're going to investigate the so-called "Cliffs of Insanity". This unit is not nervous, as it is already insane.
After we get back from this affair, this unit has decided that it needs to find something to be carried around. After analysis, this unit has decided that a nice, sturdy staff in the form of a V-shaped guitar is in order. For one, it would look cool. For another, music is important, and must be kept alive in at least one way. Lastly, this unit feels that the need to bludgeon things is something that must be met.
There is another idea, one that can not possibly be confirmed as of yet, it is much too early. This unit has observed the irrationality of most Altered beings, from Mutants to Robots to Psychics, even the sole Freaker met is odd. This unit hopes to find out what caused the RAD Wave, and if possible, reverse it. With help, naturally, such a task is far too grand to be accomplished alone. An army will be needed, filled with departments of all sorts. The reason for this idea is this: Rationality must rule. Irrationality, even if it brings superpowers and extraordinary abilities, must be stopped. Order must be brought to the RAD Lands, no matter the cost. With luck, this venture should bring some new information to the table. If it is impossible to reverse the RAD Wave, this unit will hang its head in sorrow.
END MENTAL NOTE 3
Upon seeing the crater, Sticks claps his hands together in glee. This may be a worthwhile trip after all.
or he could be fuckin loco
hard to tell
hey, you got what I was going for! awesome.
Sacrificed for the greater good and all that.
EDIT: or what Toasters said.
you are a good gloss player why don't you join
I don't have any experience with this sort of thing, but that was true of a couple of the players before they joined
If a good character idea hits me then i might just jump in
plus: you're a funny dude and THIS COULD BE YOUR CHANCE
your chance to become a forum regular
you might get the raneados seal of approval
that helps
[phys 4][soc 2][ment 2] Wounds[] Bruises[] RADCOLOR="Lime"]OOO[/COLOR [ST]
"Dude, it's times like this I'm glad for the crash" Jayce whispers, stepping out of the D+ Team Van.
"I mean, can you imagine an A-team remake without the Mr.T? Not heinous man..."
Jayce presses the down button on the elevator and slithers in.
"I wonder where he is right now. Who he's pitying."
Its only been a week what is the rest of the populace doing?