Posts by Maxo

don't make the same mistake I did, john. In another thread I started, someone was acting a bit dumb, and I reacted a bit harshly. Either it was dead already, or I scared everyone off, cause I still haven't gotten a single post on there.

You know, maybe we should start a completely new thread. restarting the wasteland didn't turn out, so why don't we try out a completely new setting? sci fi, fantasy, horror, modern day, ect. make up a brand new world, or use one from an existing game/book/movie/show?

We could try and continue this, but it seems to be deteriorating, with only three barely active posters. what do you all think?

Makes sense. I have a lot of em, so I understand.

This is up to you guys. It's just a suggestion, not a request. A new thread that has nothing to do with the wasteland or anything we've touched upon before.

I agree with John, here. What do you think of it, silver?

Not needed, you'll probably do just fine.

Spottedheart of The Insignia wrote:

Idea for new rp, normal modern times, our characters are all just regular people, then flu like plague kills more than the spanish flu and we are the survivors, I talked to my bro and he liked the idea.

Well here's John's idea, and I have one, by the name of The Heist.

Side note!

A light flickers on, illuminating a small table in the middle of a small room. The room has no remarkable features, except the tape player on the table. Beside the player, is a black unlabeled tape.

"Anyone gonna put the tape in?" The silence is broken by an average looking twenty-something male. He darts his eyes nervously around the dark room with a few other people. As far as he knew, most of these people had no idea how they got here, but they all must have something in common.

I mean, random people just don't get stuck in some weird dark room for no reason. What do we all have in common here?

After a few long seconds of nothing but a series of buzzes and clicks from the tape, a voice began to speak. "Hello there, ladies and gentlemen!" it began, having what sounded like an almost cartoonishly British accent. "Why you are here, and who I am shall be explained rather shortly, but first, let us all get acquainted, starting with you, the one who put the tape in!".

The man raised any eyebrow, "How the hell.....?" he looked around the room, observing everyone's expressions.

"Well that's rather peculiar, I'm sure I measured the drugs exactly, there should be no side effects." The voice almost said to itself. "Well, no matter, if there is any thing you do remember, be sure to speak up, until then, we shall move on." he paused, then began to speak again, "Now I'm not quite sure who to pick next, does anyone want to volunteer? I suggest you get to know each other, you wouldn't want to be working with someone you know nothing about, now would you?".

The sound of paper rustling could be heard from the tape player, "I shall finish my paperwork while you do, trust me, it's by far the worst thing about this job." The tape kept playing, but no sounds could be heard from it.

The man stayed quiet, likely waiting for someone else to volunteer.

"Once everyone get's to know each other some, we shall begin, so get talking!" The voice reminded.

-slow start-

-trying to have some buildup to the whole thing-

This part is so people can figure out exactly who their characters are, and also to give people time to join before we delve into the main story, so I'm not to sure about a time skip. If no one else joins, and the thread isn't dead, I'll start the thing. What do you guys think?

I have plans for this thread, don't worry. Should we be a bit more patient, or do you think we should just start with what we have, and let people shoehorn themselves in somehow later?

I wasn't sure if we were waiting for more people or not

Right, ONWAAARDS!

So, who's gonna start?

Yeah, It's been dead for a while, and the owner has disappeared again.

-haven"t seen this in a while, Aren't you gonna post or something?-

-that works-
He cursed, and cracked open his shotgun, flinging out the spent shell, and inserting another in its place, "What are you, huh?!" Amos yelled from behind cover.