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Fantasy Steel & Diesel dieselpunk roleplay - Main RP thread

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Roby6Com

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This is the main RP thread where IC worldbuilding takes place.

Rules:
  1. Don't Metagame.
  2. Respect others.
  3. GM decision is above anything else.
  4. No powergaming.
  5. No OP characters.
  6. Please use logic.
  7. IC racism, sexism and all other -ism is allowed, OOC is not.

Each page will represent 2 weeks, which means 2 pages of posts will represent a month. Players aren't required to create a character sheet in order to be approved by me, everybody is free to join the RP. The only requirement is that you can only have one main character and he/she has to occupy a position in Frederick's team, for all the players will be linked together according the the events unfolding regarding Frederick and his people. The occupation of your character inside Frederick Industries is left to your own choise, below are just my suggestions for potential roles:
- campaign advisor
- manager
- business owner and subordinate
- wealthy friend of Frederick
- personal driver
- bodyguard
- private investigator/detective
- media reporter
- mercenary
- research scientist
Players are encouraged to create their own story arcs outside of the main event arcs, portray the world in their eyes and actively build his own experience. You may be allowed only one main character that is part of Frederick Industries, but you can RP as many NPCs as you want, provided they are related to your character in some way.
 
3rd of Winter, 200 Post-Calamity, Frederick Industries HQ at Midnight...

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Only a faint sound seems to echo through the empty halls on the 42nd floor of Frederick Industries HQ, coming from Frederick's office at the end of the corridor. Today marks the bicentenary since modern Windolia was established, after the Great Calamity. Peeking outside his office's windows, Frederick Junior could spot the fireworks exploding in the smog of the sky, the rainbow of colours reflecting in the windows of every skyscraper around the second district. It's been two hours already since the bicentenary party at the HQ, and Frederick wasn't thinking of going home yet. The festive atmosphere of the day wasn't catching up with him for he still mourns the death of his father, lord Albert Frederick, who passed away one week ago at the turn of 83 years.

Still, his thoughts shift to greater things regarding his father's legacy. The tumultuous times we are living in provide a ripe opportunity for ascendance, both in financial and political terms. The upcoming election is approaching, the city itself has been in widespread revolt after increasing of taxes and products, including more expensive diesel oil. Frederick Industries has been suffering together with the rest of the city, the corporation's main oil rigs are subject to constant harrasment and attack by the wastelanders, and resources to protect them are draining the profit day by day. Frederick Jr. knows that he'll have to tackle this problem as soon as possible in order to stabilize himself on the financial market once again, for all all his businesses depent, in one way or another, on the precious oil. The political stage is in turmoil too, the Council is preparing itself for the election, countless candidates from all over Windolia have signed up ready to represent their own or somebody's else interests and smearing campaigns have begun. Frederick Jr. is racing for a position among the Council, something he never thought he would do one day.

Rest assured, Frederick Industries will have lots of problems to deal with, in time. For now, Frederick knows that he must bid his time and resolve the corporation's urgent problems. Pulling the handle of one of his lavish wooden desk's compartments, he reaches to grab what appears to be a typewritten paper regarding the upcoming interviews of new faces around Frederick Industries. Frederick's hope turns towards a fresh batch of people that will be, hopefully, qualified to lead his corporation to greater ends. Frederick is looking forward for the interview sessions next day.



 

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