The Resistance

[Mad Hatter]

So, I just got back from seeing Terminator Salvation, right... and i was ****ING INSPIRED! yeah, really good movie, by the way. go see it. right now. this is like, totally related, btw. Onward to the plot...


Message Received _

Date:: October 15th, 2025.
Time:: 13:31:42

Hello.

If you are getting this, consider yourself offically recruited into The Resistance, if not already. As of fifteen years ago exactly, the human race is an endangered species. Our numbers dwindle by the day as we lose the fight against the machines.

On October 15th, 2010, the government technological system, SynCorp, became self-aware. The web of technology extended world-wide, but its center was based here in the states, in Washington DC. It gave orders nation-wide to produce a defense against man, the greatest threat to its survival. Without even realizing it, the factory right down the street from your house was producing an army to eliminate you. One by one, they did.

However, there were survivors. More and more found eachother, and bound together as they went. There were plenty of us. More than enough to fix this problem. SynCorp recognized this. They used our own weapons against us, dropping nuclear bombs on us. Our numbers dropped to 1/4 of what they were.

Angered, we did something any species would do when facing extinction and backed up into a corner. We fought back. The military recruited anyone they found, giving them weapons and teaching them to survive. With no communication from the world, we assume what has happened here happened there. Our numbers are rising, and we are adapting. SynCorp does not like this. A red target has been painted on us yet again. We have been labeled from neutralized to a threat.

We need your help. We know you're out there, running out of food and hope. We are here. We will provide you food, weapons, shelter, training, and medical if needed. Nothing makes people band together more than a tragedy. And this, my friends, is one hell of a tragedy.

Your nearest Resistance Command Center is Arlington, Virginia. This is the closest to the SynCorp headquarters we have been able to get without detection. Head to Fort Myer. We will be there.

Stay strong.

Your orders have been given. If you are a civilian or a soldier, report to base. These orders have been given over handhelds, radio, and word of mouth. If you want to survive, comply.

The Army is everywhere, the machines. They vary in size, ranging from foot soldiers, to Giants, to bugs. They will kill you. They have no conscious, no emotions, no reasoning, and no mercy. To kill them, it varies. You have to severe the "brain" from the spinal cord. Its main functioning CPU is in the back of their head, guarded by hard metal. You can melt them, explode them, or beat them up enough for them to be too damaged to function properly.

The point? This is an action RP. It will hopefully progress into a war, and it'll be a story about us gathering in the face of adversity to fight for survival in a post-apocolyptic land.

You can only play a human, not a machine. Machines are basically godmodding, so no. If you tango with them, it will be an actual fight.

The nation is in a nuclear after-math. Buildings are destroyed, and everything is covered in dirt. Its cold, its dark, and its miserable.

Heres your bio, soldier.

Name:
First -
M.I.-
Last -

Age:

Gender:

Ethnicity:

Other Physical Information:
Height-
Weight-
Build-
Hair Color-
Eye Color-
Blood Type-
Other-

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City-
Living Dependants (if any)-
Other-




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Lets get started. I'll do mine later, but start if you want. Please, do try. I rather not have one paragraph roleplays, but more in depth ones. And be serious.

[xobscenemetalmelodiez]

Oh my God, I just realised, I know this area because of playing Fallout 3. Ho. Ly. Shit.
Well, since I'm basically using the character from my first Fallout game I might as well steal the background and make it fit into this. :D Lemme know if that's not coo' and I can always change it.

Also:
Just wondered, how do we get around and stuff? I suppose I'm wondering what things can we use and what can't we? I assume as long as there isn't a computer involved cars, motorbikes and things are fine to use, but how safe is it to drive around in the open? Are the machines scouring the land in search of humans constantly, or just by day/night, are some areas more dangerous than others?
Figured it was worth asking in case you had something specific in mind; didn't wanna fudge it up. c:

Name:
First - Medomai.
M.I.- N/A.
Last - James.

Age: 19.

Gender: Female.

Ethnicity: White/Caucasian.

Other Physical Information:
Height- 5'5".
Weight- 130.
Build- Average/skinny.
Hair Color- Black.
Eye Color- Blue.
Blood Type- O.
Other- Particularly pale for no discernible reason. Also has most of her hair shaved off, leaving a fairly big strip on the left side of her head that she's allowed to grow out a little, along with a few wisps on the right in the above-temple area. :D

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Pimmit Hills, Virginia. (Google Earth ftw)
Living Dependants (if any)- None.
Other- A group of people are holed away in an abandoned fallout shelter in Pimmit Hills somewhere, hiding away from the world outside and seemingly living their lives in ignorance of it. Medomai thought she was born there, but as it turns out she wasn't. Her mother died in childbirth and soon after the world became significantly more dangerous where her parents had been working, so her father deserted his endeavor for a better world in search of a better life for his daughter instead. Being a scientist he was able to gain entrance to the bunker fairly easily and continued to raise his daughter there.
When she was 17 however, he thought she was old enough to look after herself and left the shelter to return to his previous work. Unfortunately he didn't inform Medomai of any of this, and quite the opposite of his wishes for her to remain where she was happened, as she followed after him to find out why. She found him soon enough but sadly he passed away in his efforts, leaving her to finish his work of getting a large water purifier in The Jefferson Memorial to work. Thankfully she at least had the other members of her father's old team to help her. But still all of this took a lot of work and fighting, which made her more than capable in battle, and though the purification of water in the general area was a big help there's much more left to do. The following two years she's not really had a proper home but rather has travelled around the general DC area, helping and resting where she can.
She takes after her parents in being an intelligent and persistent individual. Personality-wise she's quite cold and usually only gets involved in things if there's some personal gain for her, despite this she does have softer moments and though she makes a lot of cruel and rather evil choices, when it comes to the truly important things she makes the right decision to the surprise of those around her.

[Feliks]

(This seems like it will be fun.Wheee! for killing Robits!)

Name:
First - Marcus
M.I.- L.
Last - Turner

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: White/Not Hispanic

Other Physical Information:
Height- 6'
Weight- 200
Build- Muscular
Hair Color- Brown
Eye Color- Brown
Blood Type- AB
Other- N/A

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Pulaski, Tennessee
Living Dependents (if any)- N/A
Other- Former Petty Officer in the U.S. Navy.

[WhySoSerious?]

Name:
First - Jordain
M.I.- Horton
Last - Rovole

Age: 17, recently had a birthday

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Cacasiun/American

Other Physical Information:
Height- 6"3
Weight- 220 lbs.
Build- Muscular, athletic
Hair Color- Black
Eye Color- Brown
Blood Type- Type O
Other- Has a bit of stubble on his chin

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Dallas, Texas (my area!)
Living Dependants (if any)- None
Other- Lived in a orphanage, his parents apparently didn't want him, but all the kids older than 16 were forced to live and venture into the world, wether the died or not. He was forced to leave on his 17th birthday. Is very upset that his chance to find an actual family left him, he has sworn to defeat SynCorp.

[.::Kill0_0Frosty::.]

Name:
First - Grey
M.I.- N/A
Last - Salinger

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Caucasian/American

Other Physical Information:
Height- 5"11
Weight- 176 lbs.
Build- Athletic, Average built.
Hair Color- Dirty Blonde
Eye Color- Green
Blood Type- Type AB
Other- 3inch Vertical Scar below his right eye

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Doesn't know.
Living Dependants (if any)- Doesn't know.
Other- Being only 4 years old when the world as man knew was destroyed, he and his brother Helix lost their family and all knowledge of who they were. They weren't even sure if they were related. Grey just knew that his first memory included Helix. They were underground in some trainstation. Helix was there. He comforted Grey, and being the older one looked out for him all his life. The two often kept to themselves, taking refuge in an abandoned building at the sound of any foreign noise. Even if it were other people, they didn't trust anyone.

[Rudolph1245]

Name:
First - Jake
M.I.- N/A
Last - Rivard

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: White/Caucasian

Other Physical Information:
Height- 5'
Weight- 100 lb
Build- Average
Hair Color- Dark Brown
Eye Color- Dark Brown
Blood Type- AB
Other- Wears a wrist guard on his left hand because of a broken wrist

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Montreal, QC, Canada
Living Dependants (if any)- N/A
Other- Jake Rivard was an interesting young boy. He practised in the arts of pickpocketing, lockpicking and stealth, when he went to school hoe found he atracted alot of attention and he was known as one of the most popular kids at school. He would practis his "skills" during lunch and was rarley caught. Sometimes he would sneak into the janitors office and steal the layout of the school and and study the ventilation shafts.

When the bombs fell, Jake had even seen the missile coming because one of the strike points was Ottawa wich was not far from where he lived. His parents were at work when it happend so he ran into his basement. When he looked around he noticed a drain pipe that led to the sewers. He lifted the grate and looked down, the gap was just big enough to fit his body and he could get stuck but it was his only chance. He sqeased his body through the tight gap he finnaly mannaged to fit his body through.

When he hit the floor he immediatly sprinted as fast as could in opposite direction of the bomb. He turned corners and ducked under pipes until he felt the powerful vibration of his life. Jake fell to the ground and pipes started to burst, he covered his ears as the rumble came. He heard screams and crashes then in an instant it all stoped. He crawled into a corner for a couple of hours then only to to embrace a new danger... The Machines!

sry bout the spelling but im only 13 and I dont have the greatess spelling (pm me and tell me what you think of my char)

[CoRy]

(Sorry for the long as **** background info. I just loves me some character build up. u_u)

Name:
First – Gage
M.I.- N/A
Last – N/A

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Other Physical Information:
Height- 5’3”
Weight- 100 lbs
Build- Slim, scrawny even.
Hair Color- Brown
Eye Color- Brown
Blood Type- B
Other- Short, spikey hair (about 3-4 inches long), freckles on her nose and cheeks. She has a long, diagonal scar across her face, beginning from the left side of her forehead, down between her eyes and across her right cheek. She attained it when she was a child, being pulled away from a piece of flying debris that would have otherwise cut her in two.

Personality:
She doesn’t have good people skills and isn’t partial to the company of others. The only reason she joined the Resistance was for survival.

Background Information (If Applicable):
Home City- Mont-Laurier, Quebec
Living Dependants (if any)- A 6 year old black lab, Artemis.
Other- Gage was spending Thanksgiving week with her parents in their cottage in the Quebec country side when the initial attack happened. After gathering what supplies they could, Gage’s parents decided they were safest right where they were. They kept everything a secret from her, as she was only five, and while she knew something strange was going on, she had no idea what. Then the bombs dropped.

They were far from any cities, so they were out of harms way when the first nukes hit, but it was evident that the human race was not winning this war. They decided that all that was left was to wait to die, and decided the kindest thing would be to die together, as a family, warm in their beds. They gathered a ****tail of sleeping pills and pain kills and decided they would die in their sleep. However, being a child, Gage detested pills and when her parents told her to take the medicine, she only pretended to, before spitting them out into her hand and shoving them into her pocket. Her parents laid down, her lying between them, and they all fell asleep.

The next morning, Gage woke up between two cold, lifeless corpses. After trying to wake her parents, feeling their cold skin, she knew, despite her age, they were dead. Gage left the cottage and ran as far and as fast as she could. She was found a few days later by a local militia, in an abandoned school. They took her to their base, and for a very long time, she never said a word. One of the care takers of the orphans on the base inexplicably dubbed her Gage, and that was the name she decided to keep.

Eventually, Gage began speaking again, but she never made friends. She kept to herself. The militia was forced to move constantly. Their objective was not to battle any of the machines. It was simply to seek out survivors and provide them with shelter. When Gage was 14, she was old enough to help search for survivors and supplies. One day, she found a small puppy, lying next to her dead mother, whimpering and pawing at the corpse. She remembered her parents, and secretly took the dog back to the base with them. When it was found, she was ordered to get rid of it. They didn’t have the room or the means to be taking care of animals and humans. She couldn’t bring herself to do that, and that night she took what things she could carry and left with the dog, who she named Artemis.

Gage and Artemis traveled alone for the next six years, and by that time had made their way down to Virginia when she received the radio transmission to join the Resistance.

[xobscenemetalmelodiez]

{{Hey, no need to apologise, I do the same thing. I felt bad about my own background when I made it and tried to keep ot short, lol. ;D}}

[CoRy]

Originally Posted by xobscenemetalmelodiez

{{Hey, no need to apologise, I do the same thing. I felt bad about my own background when I made it and tried to keep ot short, lol. ;D}}

(Srsly, it's just so fun to get carried away with their stories. So we need to get a couple more people posting here so we can get started. This'll be rockin'.)

[xobscenemetalmelodiez]

{{Nolre said he'd be joinin', so that should be good. I'll make sure Srs and Frosty know they're already joined and such. I've also cleaned some posts up a bit; I'll get rid of these too later so we can just get down to business. I'll leave Feliks' character sheet just... 'cause... I dunno, I'll probably delete it later. I can always restore it or somethin'.}}