Futuristic Men and Machines

Vampunk · Nov 21, 2017

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NemoTheSurvivor · Nov 21, 2017

Name: Urania "Berry" Scrapson
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian

Appearance: Hair the color of sand and skin tanned by her life in the sun, Berry looks like the outdoors. She's on the lean side, with a more toned body, rather than muscular. Her preferred clothing is airy and covered in pockets, more often than not with a flat color. A small mic is usually in her left ear, and it's connected to a voice recorder that Berry usually has running while scouring the wastes or while trading.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 113
Eyes: Brown
Unusual marks: N/A
Body Modifications if any: N/A

Personality: Fun loving and outgoing, Berry enjoys the company of close friends first and foremost, but isn't opposed to making new friends and acquaintances. Out in the wastes, she's a joker when she wants to be seen and a ghost when not. She gets her nickname from her love of strawberries and her red bandana.
Likes: Tinkering, laughing, small spaces, card games, animals
Dislikes: Bandits, disloyal people, radiation

Short Bio: Berry grew up in the small town of Cliffside, where the population changed based on how many travelers stopped by and the sheriff was the (wo)man with the biggest Goliath. Her father was out of the picture, but her mother took care of her by fixing the random junk people brought through town. Berry took after her mother, learning how to fix junk and pick treasure from trash. However, she also took after her father's wanderlust, and by the age of sixteen, Berry was spending nights in the wastes. By the time Cliffside considered her an adult, Berry packed up and joined a group of traders heading for a bigger city. She currently makes a living traveling the wastes and selling or repairing whatever she finds.
Place in the Wasteland: Scrapper.

jellybat · Nov 21, 2017

Sawyer Mikhailov

: Name: Saywer Mikhailov
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian

Appearance: Sawyer is a large man in height and well muscled from farming and manual labour. He has noticeably prominent features such as a large nose and wide mouth. He can come across as intimidating if you don't know him, but has a goofy smile and kind eyes. Most don't find him conventionally handsome, but he does have a certain charm to him.
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 210 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Unusual marks: Moles and freckles on the face. Hands are calloused from work and he has various scars across arms and body.
Body Modifications if any: N/A

Personality: Sawyer is a generally kind man, but has a short fuse. When provoked he loses his temper easily, but it is rare that there is any reason for a confrontation with him. He is docile and laid back, but determined. He has a very strong work ethic and gives 100% to everything he does. Once he sets his mind on something he is stubborn and headstrong, and it's difficult to get him to quit something. Sawyer is generally a messy person, and occasionally scatterbrained.
Likes: Sawyer likes watching the sunrise, physical activity, cooking (and eating), reading, building things, and farming.
Dislikes: He dislikes people with no ambition, control freaks, cold weather, large animals, and has a fear of large bodies of water.

Short Bio: Sawyer grew up on a farm with his parents. He was a quiet and reclusive child but his home life was reasonably pleasant. His father would occasionally berate him for his meek behaviour, and their relationship turned sour when Sawyer came out as gay. When his parents passed he took over the farm, and lived alone with only people looking for crops as company.
Place in the Wasteland: Sawyer lives on a small run-down farm, and maintains it himself. His parents had long since passed, and he has no other living relatives he know of. He spends his days tending to the fields and fixing up the house as it begins to crumble. He farms wheat and various vegetables, but no animals live on the farm.

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Smollest Bean · Nov 22, 2017

Name: Parker Costello
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian

Appearance: Ginger hair, freckled face, and dark green eyes, make up the features on her face. She is rather small, though her age might imply that as well. Nevertheless, she is tiny in frame, height, and a bit in weight. Her skin is pale, and her body is covered in freckles. Usually, she is covered in dirt, mud, sand, oil and grease, almost anything that could be messy honestly. She sticks to t-shirts and tank-tops, and any pair of jeans she can find. To be fair, she doesn't have much of a choice to be picky in a world like this.
Height: 5'4
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: Dark green/ brownish
Unusual marks: Freckles all over, Burn scars on back and left hip
Body Modifications if any: N/a

Personality: Though she can tend to be quiet, there's a level of dignity about her. More than anything, she's quiet because she's in her head. Dreaming, planning, thinking, learning, whatever it is, she doesn't like to put the thoughts outward as they seem to get easily jumbled and misunderstood. Not to mention her humor isn't always appreciated in the moment. She's a true optimist and ultimately loves all living creatures. She tends to stray from deadly violence as much as she can, sure she's not afraid to hurt someone, but she'd rather not kill unless she has to. She always has a fire burning inside, though most of the time it seems unnoticeable, when it is fueled by rage, it comes with a fury. Ultimately, she's looking to save what's rest of the Earth, and though she knows it's a big task, she thinks she can do it by touching the humanity in everyone she meets (Sadly she hasn't realized that this clearly doesn't work). (INFP)
Likes: Plants, animals, books, languages, learning, moonlight, warmth, any kind of food
Dislikes: Arrogance, greed, special privileges for certain people,

Short Bio:
This was always a hard one to explain. What she knows of her parents is limited. She was around the age of twelve when she lost the both of them. Her, and her brother, were taken from their parents and separated. She never saw any of them again. She lived with her family in a small farming town, isolated in the wastes. Of course, bandits and marauders never did take the 'what's mine is mine what's yours is yours' thing very seriously. So, the town was raided, pillaged, people were killed, people were wounded, and people were taken as slaves or punching bags. Often, it was the children that were taken, as it was easier to condition them in the life.

She was used to scavenge harsh areas, fit in small places, and do the 'housekeeping' work that the war bands never wanted to do. She was also used at the leisure of men and women in the camp, giving her great shame and bottled up rage. This kept her busy, for awhile anyways. She learned that she could pick up different dialects (at least fragments), and (given her father taught her) used books to her advantage gaining skills and knowledge. This is what kept her sane from the time she was held in the war band. It was after awhile, she realized she could run off and still survive, even with her limited supplies, and so she did, making it to another town. It was there, that she managed to restock, use her knowledge to her advantage, and gain what she thought she might never see again; Three old coffee cans filled with various types of seeds. Some she recognized, some she didn't, but she was determined to keep the Earth going, even if that seemed like an impossible goal.

Place in the Wasteland: Ranger/Farmer looking for a place to rebuild life

Vampunk · Nov 24, 2017

Name: Janette Simmons
Age: 20
Gender: female
Sexuality: bisexual
Ethnicity: caucasian

Appearance: Jane is rather tall and of a somewhat "boyish" stature, her body toned from her life as a Scrapper. Spending a lot of time inside her Goliath unit her skin's pale and makes her vividly colored hair stand out even more.
Her usual attire consists of sleeveless shirts, worn jeans and a pair of rather worn-out combat boots. Adding more layers if the harsh weather and chilly nights turn out to be too much to handle.
Due to being a scrapper most of her clothing is stained or torn in one way or the other, or mended countless times, giving them a somewhat funny, mis-matched appearance.
Height: A bit over 6 feet
Weight: 137 lbs
Eyes: steel gray
Unusual marks: Apart from her dyed Mohawk, Jane has a rather prominent scar running down her collarbone, it healed poorly and stands out from her pale skin
Body Modifications if any: Like most Davids, Jane has several neural implants that allow her to link her brain activity directly to her Goliath unit, as well as a port on her left forearm. Most of the neural implants are pretty noticeable and can be seen peeking out from her stubbly blonde hair.

Personality: Brash, highly cynical and not exactly the easiest person to make friends with, Jane is your typical scrapper: Foul-mouthed, reckless, no real sense of belonging and of course an adventurer through and through. She's one for inappropriate jokes and always thinks about her own personal gain when dealing with other survivors, though if you get on her good side you'll find yourself with a very chummy friend whose loyalty will come in handy in the hazardous wastelands.

Likes:
+All manners of tech and tinkering with what people deem useless junk
+Exploring the wastelands and completing her map of the terraformed world
+Constantly trying to improve her skills as a mechanic
+Sharing stories of the wasteland and even coming up with "urban tales"
Dislikes:
-Being held down and having her freedom impaired in any way
-Extremely selfless or selfish people, both parts of the spectrum, she just doesn't trust them
-The Warbands and bandits that make scavenging hard
-Software errors and having stuff not go her way

Short Bio: Orphaned at a young age due to bandits, Jane was taken in by a small community of farmers, growing up tending to the various machinery that made planting crops and watering them so much easier. And yet her young heart ached for more, to see the world that had been left in ruin after the great wars, to see what lies beyond the far horizons.
The scrappers that visited the settlement every once in a while, telling from their adventures in the wasteland and bringing new tech with them finally being too much to handle as she set off...

Finding the fabled "David Cemetery", a vast valley filled with abandoned Goliath units.
She did find one, or rather it found her, something about it allowing her to bind to it without any complications as she found herself a new friend who'd help her become a fully fledged scrapper.
Place in the Wasteland: Scrapper/Mechanic

Callsign: ARGES
A.I gender: Male
Manufacturing date: 2089

Appearance:
ARGES is a towering colossus of dark gray gunmetal, a standard alloy used for most of the infantry mechas of the old wars. He stands about 80 feet tall with his torso serving as the pilot's main cockpit. A roomy chamber that was vast enough for Jane to repurpose to a rather cozy living space, the large pilot seat making up most of the insides, with a smaller space in the back being where Jane keeps most of her valuables and a very, very basic kitchen/workbench
Main features:
ARGES units are all outfitted with a complex tracking/mapping software and a dense hull, able to withstand most types of projectile-based weaponry and corrosion. The weapon systems are ammunition based and have long since been exhausted, though they are still operational with missile launchers and some forms of EMP hardware stored in ARGES back. A shield generator is installed in its core but it does not seem fully operational
Strengths/Weakness profile:
The ARGES Model is the most balanced combat unit, capable of long distance travel, short sprints and a rather powerful pneumatic system
It lacks a nigh-indestructible hull and is far from being the fastest Unit, as well as having little to no utilities beyond combat features
Type of Reactor core:
ARGES Functions with a self-sustaining atomar core

A.I personality:
ARGES is highly protective of his human pilot and does seem to have a very selfless programming, putting its hull at risk for humans and being rather polite and helpful to others beyond just his own pilot.
He has a dry sense of humor too, yet does not actively try to annoy people with inappropriate language like Jane does.

Top Objectives:
-Protect Pilot
-Defend civilians
-Fulfill manually set objective
-Improvise
Special A.I features:
ARGUS is very adaptable and capable of learning as well as storing nigh-limitless amounts of data
Additionally he's able to read his Pilot's brain waves and even operate based on their input even when they're asleep inside his main cockpit sphere

Short "Bio":
ARGUS fought in the war before the grand anhiliation of humankind, serving as the last line of defense for civilians and managing to secure the vaults that would allow humanity to survive.
Yet this came at him failing to protect his human pilot, causing the grieving Goliath to wander the ruined world for years, his pilot's corpse still inside his mechanic core as only Jane's arrival giving him a new purpose. Her genetic code and brain-wavelength allowing her to accept the neural implant without any signs of rejection and allowing the two to bond.

AI10100 · Nov 25, 2017

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There's more to this - I just know it! And I'm gonna find out what it is even if it kills me.

Theodore

Name: Theodore Vicente Weylin

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Aromantic Asexual

Ethnicity: Multi-racial; predominantly looks Caucasian
Appearance: When you grow up in a wasteland, you're body is usually either built weak thanks to radiation or built strong to survive. Theodore's was the latter. His body is built muscular, but doesn't bulge and is relatively unassuming when he wears it under his multiple layers of clothing. Though, given this, he looks rather normal most of the time and has a stupid grin plastered on his face around ninety-nine percent of the time. When the situation becomes serious, his grin turns into a seemingly cocky smile, but when its negotiations he typically just looks serious or has a genuine smile on his face. He is typically seen in a jacket with a balaclava acting as a scarf as well until he finds some use for it. He keeps around goggles for when he excavates ruins. He carries around a backpack with various necessities in it - including flashlight, ropes, hooks and many others.

Height: 5'9

Weight: 187 lbs - made of muscles and with minimal fat

Eyes: Hazel brown

Unusual marks: He has a dog bite mark on his right arm, multiple scars on his back and a brand right below his right collarbone.

Body Modifications if any: His right leg had been replaced with a metal prosthesis. He has a neural transplant, though not visible through his hair, and a port on his right arm.

Weaponry: Bolo Knife, Boot Knife, Glock 17, Pickax
Personality: Theodore, unlike so many cynical and jaded people in the world, is a rather energetic man despite his age. Smiling through anything, he keeps a rather optimistic view in life. Though, he can grow serious when the situation calls for it, he isn't above joking around to lighten the mood every now and then. Trust is something not so easily gained from Theodore, but he is willing to work with other people when it truly benefits him. While he does tend to help every now and then, he isn't foolish enough as to charge into every situation head on and hope for the best. Despite outward appearance and first impressions, he is a man who is shaped by the world - grew up in it, and has gathered experience which does come into play when it comes to his decisions even though they come out as impulsive.

Likes: Scavenging, Finding new places, Mapping places, Animals, Food

Dislikes: Radiation, Ruins crumbling on top of him, Bandits
Short Bio: Born and raised in an apocalyptic wasteland usually turns someone into a battle-hardened person with a bleak look on life, Theodore was not of this case. Instead, one could say that he strives in getting himself in and out of a crazy situation - either by purposely putting himself in there, or accidentally getting involved. His family had been a bunch of people who were settled down on a farm, but Theodore had different ideas. He had started going off more and more frequently and bringing back more and more tech each time he comes back. His parents became increasingly worried about his well-being, since being a Scrapper was a very dangerous job that would kill him in some way or another. But this didn't stop Theodore. The thrill of diving into ruins had been too enjoyable to not go back every now and then.

However, as this went on, Theodore started to turn a blind eye to the conditions of his family. It would soon come biting him back on the rear when he came back one day from an expedition with bandits demanding payment from the family. With no sufficient hoards and his family being rather poor despite what he brings back, Theodore had to fight back. Needless to say, they almost died. Actually, Theodore was the only one who managed to survive aside from a young stablehand. Theodore lost his right leg at that time and the stablehand helped him get to a doctor who took the two in for a while. Once he made it clear that he could do more things if only he had his leg, the doctor gifted him one. Theodore paid the debt back rather quickly, left the stablehand to the doctor and went on his merry way once more.

At one point in his life, he had managed to get himself a Goliath, hence a neural transplant. However, it is unknown as to where it is currently. He speaks of it rather fondly, and hints that he has it in storage somewhere. Where it is in particular has never been answered directly but he claims to get it out "once he really needs it".

Place in the Wasteland: Scrapper, Cartographer
Callsign: HERMES
A.I gender: Male
Manufacturing date: 2087

Appearance: Made of a sort of titanium alloy for durable yet light armor, HERMES is not made of the most durable metals as he doesn't even have to go into war. There have been multiple modifications upon his armor, given to him by previous engineers that he has come across as gratitude so he has sturdier armor while keeping his speed. He only stands at around 60 feet tall, and his chest are serves as the cockpit. It is only big enough to fit a sofa inside and some necessities. However, his trunk is where all the magic happens. Fitted so that it would be rather large, multiple objects can be placed in it for delivery - usually medicine and other healing products.

Main features: It has a shield generator that is still operational as it is one of the most important features of HERMES, but maintaining it has been proved to be rather hard. He has one of the best mapping features and has it stored in its software. Installed in it are boosters that help the HERMES in travel. His right arm can turn into a blade, and has been well-kept.

Strengths/Weakness profile:
+ One of the fastest Units out there despite its size. It has been rather remarkable really. He is capable of long distance traveling as that was his main purpose.
- Lacks any sort of weaponry aside from his right arm able to procure a blade. His armor isn't that great either.

Type of Reactor core: Self-sustaining atomar core

A.I personality: Light hearted, friendly and helpful - HERMES has a programming that was befitting for the original purpose for the pilot - a doctor. He tends to speak to the pilot about the rational thinking behind their decisions, though will follow it even though they do not have a sufficiently sound reason. HERMES is logical, but knows that the 'gut instincts' of the human pilot is sometimes miraculously right.

Top Objectives:
- Help pilot deliver supplies / get their goal
- Help others
- Improvise

Special A.I features: Has the ability to store massive amounts of information for future use of the pilot. Has the ability to communicate and respond to its pilot even if they are very far away.

Short "Bio": HERMES served his purpose during the war - aiding doctors get to their patients safely. In a world full of mechas, it was dangerous for them to go alone. His first pilot had been rather reckless during his time but HERMES managed to keep him alive for five years before he perished for unknown reasons. He was found yet again by another doctor following that who then helped with delivering humans to various vaults. The doctor had left HERMES and entered one of the vaults, never to exit again despite the mecha waiting.

So he traveled around, helping those he can. He tended to avoid bandits and rejected anyone who has a purpose to kill. During his travels, he came across Theodore who had been scavenging around HERMES's old hangar. Theodore was accepted into the system and became his new pilot. However, Theodore would usually leave him to his own devices and would only come to him when he truly needs something. HERMES doesn't hold it against him and would only answer to the call of his master until he died.

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