Lord Bradorian
Naughtius Maximus
So my idea is, one year into the presidency of President Donald J. Trump, the wall is finished. This is perceived as a huge symbol of fascism and hate, due to the fact that he, under the covers, COMPLETELY shuts out ANY immigration from Mexico, both legal and illegal. So, the world is already pretty pissed with him. Then, Donald Trump bans all Muslims from the United States, which Congress only authorizes for ninety days. Ninety days later, Donald Trump still has a ban enforced on all Muslims. At which point, congress takes action, and attempts to impeach President Trump. The President refuses to resign or face impeachment, proclaiming himself to have more power than Congress. As a result, the Secret Service attempts to arrest him - however a formally unknown paramilitary organization of mercenaries, hired by Donald Trump during the impeachment proceedings, acts as a private army and defends the White House against Donald's would-be arresting officers. This results in a besieging of the White House by the USMC, specifically the 1st Marine Division, and full-blown firefights between the self-identified "White House Defense Force" and USMC. After a month and three weeks of fighting, Donald Trump is killed by a drone strike which targeted the Oval Office, ending the siege. However, this strike was not authorized, leading to factional disagreement within the United States Armed Forces. The 3rd Marine Logistics Group is disowned due to their actions in assassinating Donald Trump, and President Vladimir Putin demands their arrest and execution for treason against the United States, due to his good relations with the former American President. When the demand is ignored, Russia seizes the headquarters of the 3rd MLG, which is in Okinawa, Japan. The unlawful invasion of Japan triggers a joint war, America, Britain, and Japan in a defensive war against Russia. Nuclear warfare ensues, and 72% of the Russian population is slaughtered in the aftermath of nuclear bombing campaigns across the country. This roleplay takes place directly after the war in Russia, in the Russian city of Katowice, a haven for Russians everywhere as it is one of the only major urban centers which avoided the radiation. Approximately 300,000,000 people now live in Katowice, making it the most populated city in the world, 262,167,000 more than Japan's Tokyo. This leads to massive amounts of crime and lawlessness, and the government of Katowice is now ran by gangs, mafia, and crooked cops. Only certain districts of Katowice are safe, the rest is a hellhole, filled with crime, murder, bodies lie strewn across the streets.
My character's name is Vyacheslav, he's a former Katowice police officer, and is lucky enough to have secured his GSh-18 9mm handgun and three magazines for it, one in the chamber. Not many people in the city have guns other than the gangs in power. You and Vyacheslav lived together, as distant cousins who moved in together after the Great Migration. You two originally took shelter in Vyacheslav's house in the slums of Katowice, however a bombing performed by one of the many factions struggling for power left it, and neighboring houses, in ruins, however luckily you and Vyacheslav were not home at that time. After the bombing, you and him begun to wander the overcrowded, criminal streets of Katowice, searching for hospitality. You got none, and spent last night in an alleyway.
Vyacheslav awakes once more with a rumbling stomach, rolling off of his bed roll, composed of his sweatshirt and a spare blanket given to him by a dying woman in her last moments, no longer needing it. "Oye, we can't live in this fucking alley no more. Driving me insane with all these people." Vyacheslav whispers to his cousin, gesturing to the dozens of other sleeping bodies in the alleyway. "Maybe we should find somewhere else to spend our nights, and some food to put in our stomachs? The gun may help." He said, implying that he was not above theft to survive.
(PM FOR CONTINUATION.) (NO CHARACTER SHEET, CHARACTER PERSONALITY AND SUCH DEVELOPS OVER TIME OF ROLEPLAY)
My character's name is Vyacheslav, he's a former Katowice police officer, and is lucky enough to have secured his GSh-18 9mm handgun and three magazines for it, one in the chamber. Not many people in the city have guns other than the gangs in power. You and Vyacheslav lived together, as distant cousins who moved in together after the Great Migration. You two originally took shelter in Vyacheslav's house in the slums of Katowice, however a bombing performed by one of the many factions struggling for power left it, and neighboring houses, in ruins, however luckily you and Vyacheslav were not home at that time. After the bombing, you and him begun to wander the overcrowded, criminal streets of Katowice, searching for hospitality. You got none, and spent last night in an alleyway.
Vyacheslav awakes once more with a rumbling stomach, rolling off of his bed roll, composed of his sweatshirt and a spare blanket given to him by a dying woman in her last moments, no longer needing it. "Oye, we can't live in this fucking alley no more. Driving me insane with all these people." Vyacheslav whispers to his cousin, gesturing to the dozens of other sleeping bodies in the alleyway. "Maybe we should find somewhere else to spend our nights, and some food to put in our stomachs? The gun may help." He said, implying that he was not above theft to survive.
(PM FOR CONTINUATION.) (NO CHARACTER SHEET, CHARACTER PERSONALITY AND SUCH DEVELOPS OVER TIME OF ROLEPLAY)
