Raiders in the Wasteland [N/C, Post-Apocalypse, Dom/Sub]

[dicequeer]

So just to confirm, you've bumped into Dash's character on the way as an independent traveler, you weren't part of her initial town/village. (Just checking I've understood correctly).

I'm happy with that, or it could be he was living in her town, but hadn't been there for long. I just wrote down that he got kicked out of his original settlement.

[Amarlo]

So excited for the game to start! ^^ -squirms.- If anyone else would like to plot things, please don't hesitate to poke me! I love drama!

[Gremgoblin]

Pretty much 

[Montagne]

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309500.0

And here is the OOC chat! Make yourself comfortable, use it for chatting and planning with players.

The IC will start tomorrow, so if you don't have someone to do something with in the initial scene it would be sensible to let yourself be known in the OOC so people can plan something with you for the initial scene. If it feels like people might need more time to plan things can be delayed, but better to get started and plan in the OOC simultaneously.

If you're a slave character already in the tribe can you let me know who you're riding with at the game start. They can also be in a NPC vehicle if you're currently undecided on what you want to be doing with the character. This would be: tobisquestion, Amarlo, Clio, Carly, & LadyMalabranche

Amyclas, is your character driving her big battlebus or is she a gunner on board? If it's the second one then the vehicle you described could serve as the perfect NPC vehicle for prisoners.

I can't stress enough, make it clear to other folks if you're looking for something in the OOC and haven't found it yet. You'll find the IC much more enjoyable that way! It can be as simple as "still looking for someone to capture me" or "Looking to pair my character with a slave character for the opening scene".


Beyond that, ask questions and enjoy yourselves, can't wait to get started!

[greypsychman]

Sorry but I don't think I am a good fit for the game and will need to bow out.

Feel free to use the character as an npc if you want.

[Montagne]

Sorry but I don't think I am a good fit for the game and will need to bow out.

Feel free to use the character as an npc if you want.

No worries greypsychman. Sorry to lose you but thanks for letting me know. All the best out there.

[Amyclas]

Replied in the ooc thread.

[tobisquestion]

Name: Tamir Collaghan 
Age: 23
Position in the Tribe: Pleasure Slave. 
Time in the Tribe: Newly captured
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Utterly terrified. He'd come out into the desert looking to start a new 'eden' of his own. Now he's the plaything of some of the cruellest people he'd ever met.

IC Pairings: Tribal Property

Personality: Before all this, Tamir was cocky and confident. He had big ideas and was relentlessly optimistic, believing in his own ability to shape his future. However, since his capture, all of that has been flogged out of him.

History: As a boy, Tamir was a dreamer. Everything seemed like an adventure. In his young mind, even the collapse of the civilised world seemed like the beginning of something exciting. He was too naive to understand the full horrors of it. He grew up in a settlement, like most people. His community survived so many near misses that Tamir had no concept of just how lucky they all were. Of course, that luck eventually ran out. Just yesterday, raiders hit his community, and hard. It was a walkover. He's still not sure why they kept him alive, but this is not the reality he's become accustomed to.

Vehicle: N/A

IC Ons: As my sig
OOC Ons: As my sig

IC Offs: As my sig
OOC Offs: As my sig

What do you want to see from this Character: Mostly a plaything to be used, but over time I'm going to see if he can regain some of his optimist spirit and find the strength to deal with his situation

[Amarlo]

Name: Dog
Age: 28
Position in the Tribe: Raider
Time in the Tribe: 10 years
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: It’s a dog eat dog world, you either adapt or you get eaten. There is no in between.

IC Pairings: Open

Personality Deceptive, Cunning, Ruthless, Playful, Rebellious, Sarcastic, Adaptive, Wrathful, Dual-faceted, Amoral, Broken, Deranged, Scared, Loyal to a fault, Protective, Survivor

History A mutt from the very beginning, Dog was never shy about her upbringing - depending on which version you got. But if you paid close attention, you could piece a few things together. As the prestigious daughter of a whore and one of her Johns; poverty, sex, drugs and violence made up the majority of Dog’s childhood. When her mother wasn’t blitzed out of her gord on some adverse mixture of uppers, downers and anything in between, she was being beaten by her pimp for one thing or another. Unfortunately for Dog and her three bastard siblings, he was the closest thing they would ever have to a father - and his version of love had little do with seeing their smiling faces and everything to do with what change they could bring him.

Often times their mother would forget to feed them, and when she did feed them it usually wasn’t something you wanted to ingest. To stay alive, to survive, Dog and her siblings had to learn to be resourceful at an early age. They had to learn to care for one another, to keep their world intact, to fend for themselves. Theft became commonplace for all of them, even to keep their mother alive. Most don't seem to realize it, but even the mistreated love their parents dearly. They had an unshakable loyalty fostered for their family by both their mother and each other. Nothing came before family, and so no one would ever know of their mother's failings. They protected her just as vehemently as they protected each other.

Still, none of them were killers. When civilization began to shatter the world’s transition into the madness was almost too easy. But, somehow, some way, Dog clung onto her humanity by the tips of her fingers. Even through the brutality, the deaths, the fear, the desperation… It wasn’t until she watched someone sink a machete into her big brother’s dome like it was a juicy honeydew that it happened. Maybe it was the red-honey that painted her face and tinged her tongue in copper? Maybe it was the horrifying screams of her little sister’s as they were being either hacked or rapped to death somewhere in her periphery? Whatever it was, Dog finally snapped.

Vehicle:

The Buzzard

IC Ons: Primal, rough sex, rough yet slow sex, sensuality, intelligence, being ‘devoured’, being hunted, being conquered, earned submission (giving), being marked, mild-moderate pain, tokens of ownership (receiving), rough housing
OOC Ons: Ons & Offs

IC Offs: Completely losing control, being a slave, being shared or pimped out, navel play, non-sexual fluids
OOC Offs: Ons & Offs

What do you want to see from this Character: Dog will never willingly submit to being a slave, but that doesn’t mean she won’t submit. This bitch takes a bit of a fight, or perhaps seduction. There are several ways this could go, but in the end I’m looking for her to eventually become someone’s top bitch or ‘pet’. (not to say she’s topping, haha).

That aside, for general plot purposes I am comfortable with Dog playing the part of a villian in many scenarios. She is meant to be a frightening (and fun) creature, and although not sexually sadistic, she has never had any issue with inflicting bounds of pain on others. She is not above stringing others up to make an example, or using others to manipulate her way into getting what she wants.

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[Dashenka]

She's scary! 

[Love And Submission]

Is this still open?

[Amarlo]

She's scary! 

Thank you

Is this still open?

And I believe so!

[Montagne]

Name: Dog
Age: 28
Position in the Tribe: Raider
Time in the Tribe: 10 years
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: It’s a dog eat dog world, you either adapt or you get eaten. There is no in between.

IC Pairings: Open

Personality Deceptive, Cunning, Ruthless, Playful, Rebellious, Sarcastic, Adaptive, Wrathful, Dual-faceted, Amoral, Broken, Deranged, Scared, Loyal to a fault, Protective, Survivor

History A mutt from the very beginning, Dog was never shy about her upbringing - depending on which version you got. But if you paid close attention, you could piece a few things together. As the prestigious daughter of a whore and one of her Johns; poverty, sex, drugs and violence made up the majority of Dog’s childhood. When her mother wasn’t blitzed out of her gord on some adverse mixture of uppers, downers and anything in between, she was being beaten by her pimp for one thing or another. Unfortunately for Dog and her three bastard siblings, he was the closest thing they would ever have to a father - and his version of love had little do with seeing their smiling faces and everything to do with what change they could bring him.

Often times their mother would forget to feed them, and when she did feed them it usually wasn’t something you wanted to ingest. To stay alive, to survive, Dog and her siblings had to learn to be resourceful at an early age. They had to learn to care for one another, to keep their world intact, to fend for themselves. Theft became commonplace for all of them, even to keep their mother alive. Most don't seem to realize it, but even the mistreated love their parents dearly. They had an unshakable loyalty fostered for their family by both their mother and each other. Nothing came before family, and so no one would ever know of their mother's failings. They protected her just as vehemently as they protected each other.

Still, none of them were killers. When civilization began to shatter the world’s transition into the madness was almost too easy. But, somehow, some way, Dog clung onto her humanity by the tips of her fingers. Even through the brutality, the deaths, the fear, the desperation… It wasn’t until she watched someone sink a machete into her big brother’s dome like it was a juicy honeydew that it happened. Maybe it was the red-honey that painted her face and tinged her tongue in copper? Maybe it was the horrifying screams of her little sister’s as they were being either hacked or rapped to death somewhere in her periphery? Whatever it was, Dog finally snapped.

Vehicle:

The Buzzard

IC Ons: Primal, rough sex, rough yet slow sex, sensuality, intelligence, being ‘devoured’, being hunted, being conquered, earned submission (giving), being marked, mild-moderate pain, tokens of ownership (receiving), rough housing
OOC Ons: Ons & Offs

IC Offs: Completely losing control, being a slave, being shared or pimped out, navel play, non-sexual fluids
OOC Offs: Ons & Offs

What do you want to see from this Character: Dog will never willingly submit to being a slave, but that doesn’t mean she won’t submit. This bitch takes a bit of a fight, or perhaps seduction. There are several ways this could go, but in the end I’m looking for her to eventually become someone’s top bitch or ‘pet’. (not to say she’s topping, haha).

That aside, for general plot purposes I am comfortable with Dog playing the part of a villian in many scenarios. She is meant to be a frightening (and fun) creature, and although not sexually sadistic, she has never had any issue with inflicting bounds of pain on others. She is not above stringing others up to make an example, or using others to manipulate her way into getting what she wants.

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She is absolutely badass. A great new and interesting take on a raider.

Is this still open?

Yes, but the IC has already started so if you're interested in joining it would be a good idea to get the character sheet done ASAP. What sort of role were you looking to play?

[firepyre]

Eh. Easy enough to add characters as we go too. More the better!

@Amarlo Damn, you find some sweet face claims!

[Amarlo]

Thank you to you both. I'm glad she's receiving good reviews so far!

[mizah]

Hey, I'm interested in joining too. Is there still time? :)

[firepyre]

Yes, but the IC has already started so if you're interested in joining it would be a good idea to get the character sheet done ASAP. What sort of role were you looking to play?

Personally don't really see the game being started being much of an issue. You can easily be written in as part of the greater tribe, or a captive from a previous raid.

[Montagne]

Hey, I'm interested in joining too. Is there still time? :)

All good if you want to make up a character.

[Love And Submission]

Name: Ulysses Moore

Age: Thirty-One

Position in the Tribe: Raider. Given his previous training, Ulysses is one of the more tactical members of the raiding party. He's knowledgeable about firearms and how to repair them as well as possessing a decent understanding of survival techniques.

Time in the Tribe: Six years.

How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Ulysses was preparing for the apocalypse for a long time before it came. He's adapted pretty well to his life in the waste. Some might even argue that he's adapted a bit too well to handling captives.

IC Pairings: Open

Personality Quiet and unassuming for the most part. He's a blood-thirsty lunatic but he hides that  behind a rather meek and meager exterior. He doesn't like to interact with his fellow raiders for the most part and usually sticks to himself. However, he is extremely cruel to the captives of the party and has a fearsome reputation among most of the non-raiders.

History Prior to the collapse, Ulysses Moore was as far as most people were concerned a  nerdy tax accountant. He didn’t seem like the sort of person who would thrive in a societal collapse but that was only  on the surface level. In truth, He was a member of an anti-government militia that had trained most of its members for the eventual collapse of society. When the collapse actually came, Moore had assembled a  large collection of firearms and other military gear that ensured his survival in the waste.

Vehicle:


IC Ons:  As my sig

OOC Ons:  As my sig

IC Offs:  As my sig

OOC Offs: As my sig

What do you want to see from this Character:  Moore wants to find a captive who can quell his bloodlust. As much as he enjoys training the new recruits, he knows that he can’t do it forever. He needs to find someone he can grow old and raise a family with.

[Melkart]

I'm submitting a character. It's more like a player controlled NPC but I like the concept of the shy and quiet person who happens to be mildly useful.

I was originally considering a tribe member. A former military man with experience in weapon repair but I have to admit that Love and Submission idea is much much better. Frankly, a nerd accountant survivalist is far more interesting than what I had in mind. 

Name: Jill
Age: 18
Position in the Tribe: Valued Captive. Very stealthy. She is an expert scavenger and has proven to be extremely good at finding things. Jill makes an excellent scout.
Time in the Tribe: 1 year.
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Jill would rather be elsewhere but the tribe provides her with food and protection.

IC Pairings: Tribal Property (I want this character to be free-use for all the raiders, with OOC boundries).

Personality Timid, shy and quiet. Jill does not like looking at other people in the eyes. New arrivals to the tribe may think that she is mute because she may spends days without saying a thing. On the other hand she is tough and resilient and would not cry openly or show her pain unless the pain is really unbearable. Jill is also very curious and is always paying attention to what happens around her.

History Jill is a feral child who survived alone in the wastelands for many years. When everything collapsed her family hid in an abandoned nuclear fallout shelter and managed to stay there in hiding avoiding the worse. Eventually the lack of food and medical help took its toll to the point that she ended up alone after her father died. The following years she managed to survive by hunting, fishing and gathering food. Her ability to keep a low profile and stealth helped her.

As the food became more scarce Jill was forced to move further and further away from the shelter until one day she came across the tribe’s encampment. Desperate for the lack of food she infiltrated the camp and stole some. Being successful that time she decided that since the scary people were staying she would stay too and repeated her exploit several more times before she ran out of luck and was caught. They were about to rape her and then kill her in a quite painful and picturesque way when one of the leaders asked her if she had stolen more food. Jill answered that four other times hoping that it would make so mad that they would kill her faster. The tribe leader laughed and said that maybe the tribe could use someone like her.

Vehicle: Jill owns a mountain bike. A very light and rugged model. Super expensive when money could buy things. Well, it’s not exactly hers. In theory it belongs to the tribe but she is the one who asked if she could take it when she found it in the garage of an abandoned mansion. The bike is very useful to scout the area around the camp.

IC Ons: Jill will never openly admit any of these. If forced she will resist but she is not stupid and will eventually surrender. She likes being dominated as it’s a way that she feels that someone cares about her, being spanked, and sex (oral, vaginal and anal) are also things she likes.
OOC Ons:Being raped, being used by more than one person, being tortured, being whipped.

IC Offs: Being turned into a sex slave, being branded, being tortured.
OOC Offs: Scat, snuff, excess of gore. I’m open to extreme situations if they make sense in the plot though.

What do you want to see from this Character: I’ve imagined this character as a kind of NPC played by a player. I know that this is a blatant contradiction but… Let’s imagine her as a support character. I would like to follow Jill’s life in the tribe as she interacts with the “main” characters.

[mizah]

Name: Lilith Sage
Age: 24
Position in the Tribe: Pleasure Slave. Eventually gets captured.
Time in the Tribe: None
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Getting used to her new life will be a life challenge for her. (She considers) Dying would be a better option than living in torture and humiliation. She will always find new ways to escape.

IC Pairings: Open

Personality: Survivalist, stubborn, hot headed, quiet but with a loud mind, resourceful, paranoid, pessimistic.

History. She has been living by herself, avoiding any contact with any tribe close to her. Unless it came to finding food and water which she would steal from and managing to escape without being caught.
Once she lived with her parents in the countryside, living a normal life. She used to be happy, a completely different person from whom she is now, enjoying life and hanging out with people, she never broke the rules, had her life figured out, everything was good.

After the collapse, Lilith and her parents had to learn to survive. After that, they managed to settle in a tribe for a short amount of time, until raiders took control and the people for themselves. She managed to escape, traumatized and scared for her life, especially after watching her parents die in front of her. With the years, she finds new ways to survive, and knowing the casualties of being a woman, she once cutted her hair short in order to pass as a man and move without being noticed. Now she wanders around the waistland, looking for a way to survive and (hoping) settling down.

Vehicle: None

IC Ons: power struggle, caged, restrained, bondage, love/hate relationship, non con, rough sex, preyed, dominant character (in and out of sex), possessive/obsessive
OOC Ons: as my sig

IC Offs: Watersports, scat,
OOC Offs: mutilation, as my sig

What do you want to see from this Character: Just looking where the story goes for my and all characters, having some sort of hate/love relationship with whoever I’m paired with. Finding ways for her to free herself from the life she will be thrust upon.

[Miss Nyx]

I've been lurking for a while and simply couldn't help myself, I hope ya dig my guy. ;3

Name: Leigh “Hellboy” Jaegar.
Age: 26.
Position in the Tribe: Raider.
Time in the Tribe: 6 Years as a Useful Captive, 7 as a Raider.
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: When first bought into the tribe, Leigh detested it. Escape attempts were made at any given opportunity. As he’s grown older and proven himself however, his desire for freedom is fleeting--even with the freedom to come and go as he pleases, he remains. Seeing the fate of those who fall prey to the Tribe and knowing where he came from, he knows survival and safety is only obtainable in a group willing to do whatever it takes to live.

IC Pairings: Hetero-flexible (Leans toward Women). Open.

Personality For the most part Hellboy is one of the more sound of mind Raiders to interact with, as long as you mind your manners, and don’t piss him off. He doesn’t tolerate disrespect, he doesn’t often times understand ‘joking’ or ‘humor’--he is not afraid of the consequences of cutting someone’s tongue from their mouth. Hellboy is often one of the first to volunteer for recon or scheduled invasion against settlements, and seems comfortable operating as a Warrior or Muscle when it is required.

Those who have his fleeting loyalty and respect never need worry of being on the wrong end of his temper. Trouble reportedly has a way of finding him, whether he’s ready to engage it or not, as such he has long since abandoned any prospect of optimism, or generosity, at least in the eyes of the public. Hellboy maintains a very rigid and uninviting presence, bordering psychotic or animalistic on occasion with the way he goes from calm and collected to stomping teeth down throats.

Hellboy has been suspected on occasion to be possessed by certain impulses that might make him inclined to do foolish, soft-hearted things, like aiding and abetting certain captives who he’s come to fancy, returning stolen property or defending underlings… sort of a post-apocalyptic Robin Hood, if you would. To say he’s something of a Master of Bad Decisions and living life on the edge might be a bit of an understatement.

History: When the world began its descent into darkness, four families put into play their contingency plans. Jaegar, Holt, Cox and Stern all gathered their loved ones and evacuated to their bunker some ten stories beneath the surface of the earth. Built of an old missile silo in the Nevada desert, it was well stocked and supplied to survive years of famine, disease, toxic air and unclean water. What they never planned for, however, was the descent to madness the coming end days brought. Two teenage boys from the Cox and Stern family lines collapsed under the fall of society, murdered the adults and fled the silo with most of the supplies, leaving the children behind.

Of them there were the Jaegar boys, Leigh and Dalton who were eleven and nine years old at the time, Kara, Sam, and Molly Cox aged twelve, three and six years of age and Emma Holt, just six months old. Thrust suddenly into the position of caregivers and authority, Leigh and Kara did their best to take care of the younger children with what few supplies they had, but the time came entirely too soon that the pantries were entirely empty and the power was faltering with no adult to swap out fuel drums for the generators. The children were forced to leave the silo. With no knowledge of how to drive vehicles or fly helicopters they made due with what they could, a small cart from the green house crudely attached to a four wheeler driven by Leigh.

With no destination, it was only a matter of time before things went south for the band of children. Little Emma was the first to perish under the heat, malnourished and dehydrated. He buried the baby himself before they carried on. Sam began to show signs of illness which panicked his older sister, and soon thereafter, the four wheeler ran out of gasoline, and Leigh and Kara were forced to pull the cart along with the younger children inside. Eventually Dalton would climb out to help take the load off of his older brother, to little avail. After days of walking along the road and trying to convince them to stay together, Kara took her siblings and went off into the desert headed toward a mountain range, the last he had ever seen of them. Four days of walking, and the boys ran out of water. Dalton could go no further. Leigh put his brother into the covered cart and continued on.

The sound of cars might’ve been a welcome sound, if there weren’t so many of them. If they weren’t so terrifying. He remembered the scent, the smell of death, the fear of the Raiders as they approached. He turned the cart on it’s side in hopes of evading the bandits, hardly knowing they had seen him miles out. The last thing Leigh could recall was being pried away from his brother. The younger boy was left for dead on the side of the road, and Leigh was thrown into a life of slavery. A quick learner and the son of a mechanic gave him a minuscule advantage (at the least saved him from an early life of rape and starvation). He could work on cars, he was small, scrawny with small hands, and he was efficient… but he was an incredibly angry, violent, disobedient little shit. He ran away so often he had to be tethered, kept on a chain.

As Leigh grew he made a point of picking up skills, particular sets of skills for that matter, his mechanic work focusing on motorcycles and bikes, learning the art of tattooing, working with guns, and hand-to-hand combat from being thrown into fighting pits for the entertainment of his Guardian. As he got older, he began to volunteer to fight as a way to relieve his aggression and prove himself, and as he got stronger, he began to win. Shortly after his fifteenth birthday, Leigh was taken along on raids, and as such earned his nickname. Shortly after his eighteenth birthday Hellboy had a tribute made--he’d made a hundred kills since he began to tag along, and earned his freedom, a full-fledged Raider of his own. For every death by his hand he had a line carved into his back.

Vehicle: He drives a well-tended motorcycle, the Sand Dog, customized for the rough terrain. He traded his entire arsenal for the all-terrain tires on this bike alone. For a motorcycle driven through dirt and grime, the bike is exceptionally clean and well cared for, he keeps it that way.

IC Ons: The usual; biting, scratching, hair-pulling, rough-fucking or otherwise violent sexual situations that might be mistaken for fighting ringing in the tones of desperation of the wastelands.
OOC Ons: D/S, Non-con/dub-con, exhibitionism/voyeurism, possessiveness, drama, sadism/masochism, love-triangles or forbidden romances.

IC Offs: Sharing, non-erotic abuse, paying for it, interruption, watersports/scat, mutilation/grevious harm.
OOC Offs: Everything you need to know.

What do you want to see from this Character: I’m literally open to anything. Perhaps Hellboy might find himself in the unusual situation where he’s been “gifted” a slave, or pressured to Claiming a slave, interrupting his usually reclusive existence.

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[firepyre]

Just gonna drop this here, for inspiration purposes. Ink likes the bad girls ;-D

[Dashenka]

Name: Raelyn
Age: 24
Position in the Tribe: Untribed Raider
Time in the Tribe: 0
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Lizzy only has one thing on her mind and will stop at nothing to get to her target. Dog.

IC Pairings: Dog.

Personality Much like her sister, Lizzy has mostly lost her marbles. The only thing that keeps her going is the hunt for her big sister. Bitter and ruthless, Lizzy still has her soft caring side, knowing that dozens of people go through what she has been through. She wants to stop all that. Make the world a better place.

History Her youth was the same as Dog's. After the events though, everything changed, for Lizzy as well. Truth is, Lizzy should have died that day and for years she wished she had. She got raped, over and over again, screaming for mercy and for her sister. Her rapists beat her to an inch of her life and stabbed her nearly to death.

Several rapists, seven stab wounds and a gash across her face later and it was all over. Her naked and bruised body was discarded onto the pile of bodies and parts. The misfortune of others was Lizzy's rescue. Lying in a pool of limbs, flesh and skin, her bloodstained hair and bloodied face didn't look out of place and it was easy to consider her dead. Eventually, more dead than alive, she was found by scavengers, raiding what was left of her home. They patched her up, kept her alive, just so they had a rape doll. Lizzy suffered through it all for years until she saw a sand viper unborrow itself next to her while she was being raped again. It struck her rapist who almost instantly collapsed.

Lizzy found a way to 'tame' the snake, feeding it and capturing it, extracting the venom like she had seen people do when she was a kid. With a small bowl of venom, she began to make her escape plan. Whenever she was allowed outside, she scavenged for sharp rocks or twigs and back in her stinking hot cell, she turned them into small weapons. Satisfied she had enough, she struck. The first victim was another guy who came to rape her. Lizzy had dipped the twig-turned-to-shiv in the poison and stabbed the man in the eyeball. Scavengers aren't known for their combat ability or fitness and it was relatively easy for Lizzy to overpower the mostly cripples, blind or otherwise impared scavengers, despite being naked and underfed. The viper venom had done it's job. Days she survived off the scavengers camp. Using their supplies and making a plan.

Now, years later, Lizzy is on the hunt, stealthy like the sand viper but just as deadly. A long range sniper rifle, two small daggers, a small vial of poison and the dried up corpse of the viper that saved her around her neck. Most scars hidden beneath her clothes or in her mind, the gash through her face never fully healed and stands as a reminder of the grim ordeal this once pretty and friendly young woman has gone through.


Vehicle:


Ons: Let's see.

Offs: Not that many


What do you want to see from this Character: She's after her sister, Dog. What happens after she found her? Open for debate.

[Amarlo]

Name: Lizzy
Age: 24
Position in the Tribe: Untribed Raider
Time in the Tribe: 0
How do they feel about their position in the tribe: Lizzy only has one thing on her mind and will stop at nothing to get to her target. Dog.

IC Pairings: Dog.

Personality Much like her sister, Lizzy has mostly lost her marbles. The only thing that keeps her going is the hunt for her big sister. Bitter and ruthless, Lizzy still has her soft caring side, knowing that dozens of people go through what she has been through. She wants to stop all that. Make the world a better place.

History Her youth was the same as Dog's. After the events though, everything changed, for Lizzy as well. Truth is, Lizzy should have died that day and for years she wished she had. She got raped, over and over again, screaming for mercy and for her sister. Her rapists beat her to an inch of her life and stabbed her nearly to death.

Several rapists, seven stab wounds and a gash across her face later and it was all over. Her naked and bruised body was discarded onto the pile of bodies and parts. The misfortune of others was Lizzy's rescue. Lying in a pool of limbs, flesh and skin, her bloodstained hair and bloodied face didn't look out of place and it was easy to consider her dead. Eventually, more dead than alive, she was found by scavengers, raiding what was left of her home. They patched her up, kept her alive, just so they had a rape doll. Lizzy suffered through it all for years until she saw a sand viper unborrow itself next to her while she was being raped again. It struck her rapist who almost instantly collapsed.

Lizzy found a way to 'tame' the snake, feeding it and capturing it, extracting the venom like she had seen people do when she was a kid. With a small bowl of venom, she began to make her escape plan. Whenever she was allowed outside, she scavenged for sharp rocks or twigs and back in her stinking hot cell, she turned them into small weapons. Satisfied she had enough, she struck. The first victim was another guy who came to rape her. Lizzy had dipped the twig-turned-to-shiv in the poison and stabbed the man in the eyeball. Scavengers aren't known for their combat ability or fitness and it was relatively easy for Lizzy to overpower the mostly cripples, blind or otherwise impared scavengers, despite being naked and underfed. The viper venom had done it's job. Days she survived off the scavengers camp. Using their supplies and making a plan.

Now, years later, Lizzy is on the hunt, stealthy like the sand viper but just as deadly. A long range sniper rifle, two small daggers, a small vial of poison and the dried up corpse of the viper that saved her around her neck. Most scars hidden beneath her clothes or in her mind, the gash through her face never fully healed and stands as a reminder of the grim ordeal this once pretty and friendly young woman has gone through.


Vehicle:


Ons: Let's see.

Offs: Not that many


What do you want to see from this Character: She's after her sister, Dog. What happens after she found her? Open for debate.

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