ValMcBane
Moon
- Joined
- Jul 7, 2025
Rein of Hellmouth
Premise:
It's been five years since the bombs fell, since the white light of annihilation covered the earth. Humanity exists, barely, billions lost in the initial detonations, billions more in the starvation that followed. Now, a billion souls exist on earth, scavenging and rebuilding human civilization one scrap at a time.
Some people settled down, built villages to survive, others became bandits preying on those villages,and a rare few fight those bandits. These brave and reckless individuals are the one force in the wasteland saying no when the bandits make demands.
We are two of those brave few. Road Warriors willing to ply our trade for whoever will pay for our survival and petrol.
The biggest bandit boss is Hellmouth, a sadistic slaver who runs the largest slave market on the east coast,he operates out of a citadel fortress in Washington. The only thing standing between an endless army of slavers are the road warriors.
Between fighting in automotive gun battles we blow off steam with each other and our allies, never knowing what time will be the last with anyone, and it making the contact all the sweeter.
Setting
The Washington wasteland is where we call home. Who we were before the bombs fell is irrelevant, its who we became in the five years since they fell that matters.
Vehicle
We pound through abandoned highways ina heavily modified and armoured ford ranger with room for a bed and storage in the back.
What I'm looking for: Overall what I'm looking for is someone who enjoys cars, sex, and action, man, woman,or someone in between, I'm game. Message me character concepts and directions you want to go and we'll see if we can get a role play going. I want someone who is comfortable getting uncomfortable, exploring dark themes with maturity and respect but also enthusiasm.
Premise:
It's been five years since the bombs fell, since the white light of annihilation covered the earth. Humanity exists, barely, billions lost in the initial detonations, billions more in the starvation that followed. Now, a billion souls exist on earth, scavenging and rebuilding human civilization one scrap at a time.
Some people settled down, built villages to survive, others became bandits preying on those villages,and a rare few fight those bandits. These brave and reckless individuals are the one force in the wasteland saying no when the bandits make demands.
We are two of those brave few. Road Warriors willing to ply our trade for whoever will pay for our survival and petrol.
The biggest bandit boss is Hellmouth, a sadistic slaver who runs the largest slave market on the east coast,he operates out of a citadel fortress in Washington. The only thing standing between an endless army of slavers are the road warriors.
Between fighting in automotive gun battles we blow off steam with each other and our allies, never knowing what time will be the last with anyone, and it making the contact all the sweeter.
Setting
The Washington wasteland is where we call home. Who we were before the bombs fell is irrelevant, its who we became in the five years since they fell that matters.
Vehicle
We pound through abandoned highways ina heavily modified and armoured ford ranger with room for a bed and storage in the back.
What I'm looking for: Overall what I'm looking for is someone who enjoys cars, sex, and action, man, woman,or someone in between, I'm game. Message me character concepts and directions you want to go and we'll see if we can get a role play going. I want someone who is comfortable getting uncomfortable, exploring dark themes with maturity and respect but also enthusiasm.