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Killjoys, Make Some Noise! (Rp) -
07-01-2011, 09:58 AM
“Look alive, sunshine.
109 in the sky but the pigs won't quit, you're here with me, Doctor Death Defy!
I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter, pumpin' out the slaughter-matic sounds to keep you live!
A system failure for the masses! Anti-matter for the master plan!
Louder than God's revolver and TWICE as shiny!
This one's for all you rock-and-rollers, all you crash queens and motor babies!
LISTEN UP!
The future is bulletproof! The aftermath is secondary!
It's time to do it now and do loud!
Killjoys, make some noise!”
Na Na Na- My Chemical Romance
Welcome to the year 2030; After a five-year series of nuclear wars between multiple countries, there is only one nation left standing- The United Lands, which is a combination of the United States, Canada and Northern Mexico. Nearly all of it has been destroyed completely and is unrecoverable due to radiation, and the few survivors on Earth have fled to New York. There’s little left of the city but the chemical effects on the region aren’t horrible, and a small civilization has begun.
Already though, there are two sides: the government and the rebels, who refer to themselves as ‘The Killjoys’. The government is headed by William John Peterson, who had been the former president of The United States, and was the one who initiated the nuclear war. The Killjoys are headed by a young guy who is only known as Doctor Death Defy to the government, but his followers know him as ‘Red’, due to the bandana that he always adorns somewhere on him.
You may be asking, how is there already tensions in a country that has just been formed? It’s fairly simple, at least in The Killjoy’s point of view. You see, William Peterson was the one who launched the first nuclear bomb against North Korea in 2025, and once the violence of the war broke out he was hid in a secret location until it had ended. Billions of lives were taken as a result of his ignorant actions, and yet he felt entitled to take charge of the government again after the violence was over. The Killjoys view him as a coward, a terrorist and someone who must be disposed of in order for the world to continue. Despite the bad press they receive from the government, they really are only looking out for the peoples’ intentions, unlike their opponents. It’s a war now, a rebellion. The young verse the old, the good verse the bad.
Everybody wants to change the world but no one, no one wants to die.
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Rules~:
1: I would prefer that people post more than just one sentance.
2: Please dont god-mod.
3: Keep this fairly clean please.
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Character:
Name:
Nickname(if your character has one):
Age:
Gender:
Desired side (wether your a killjoys member, or government):
Appearance:
Personality:
Strenghts:
Weaknesses:
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Name: Cassidy Rian Locke
Nickname: Cassie
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Desired Side: Killjoy member
Appearance: Cassidy has long jet black hair that falls slightly passed her middle back, and is normally put up into a messy bun. She is about 5'4" with a weight of 120 pounds. Her eyes are a muddy brown color, with nothing very spectacular about them except that they always are covered by a pair of dark sunglasses. Cassidy is really nothing special to look at but considers herself to be, she often dresses in lots ofleather, and wears things that she thinks are extremely trendy, she dosent think she is vain, but in trith her obsession with her looks has made her a veryelfish and shallow person.
Personality: Maybe it was from a bad childhood or maybe it was from the early war, but Cassidy has always been an ever changing personality, going from one mood to another a the snap of a finger. She is confident in her abilities. Mostly nice, but only if your on her good side and dont provoke her bad side. She is slightly odd and always has a far away look in her eyes like she has nothing better to do than think. Sometimes she can be a little hot-headed and sarcastic. Mostly she can be a bit flaunty about her abbilities, and sometimes gets on peoples nerves with her ever changing personality.
Strenghts: Hand to hand combat. Coming up with attack plans. She is very confident in her abbilities.
Weaknesses: Her arrogance sometimes leads to reckless-ness, wich eventually leads to her losing. repel people with her mood swings. Is often very selfish and only thinks of herself, wich incidentaly also repels those around her and make her seem very shallow and vain, wich also effects her teamwork, wich its almost impossible to work with her without frequent arguements.
~Intro~
Cassidy stared from the hill top at the rising sun, wishing with all her might that the new day would not bring any more missiles raining down onto poor unexcpecting cities. She frowned slightly, though it never reached her eyes, instead they reflected a far away and careless look, seeming to be stuck in another time. Cassidy knew that things would get better, but did she really want them to? This world had brought her a new life, a fresh start, and despite her odd relationship with her fellow Killjoy members, she liked this life. No matter, she didnt care that it was selfish of her to want this, or that she was acting with no sense of right or wrong. She only cared that she was there and that she was alive, the others didnt matter anyways, why should they, each hardly knew eachother, and none of them had ever sat down and just talked about themselves to each other. Yet still they acted closer than any family she had ever seen, and it sickened her. Everybody was acting so cheerful, while there were citiesburning down, and children without families.
Maybe Cassidy was a vain and selfish prude, but she was also kind enough to want to do something for these people. Come to think of it, she wasnt sure why there wasnt any sort of attack plan going on at that moment. Instead everyone was asleep, while she stood on a hill, thinking about things that she shouldnt even care about. With a huff she turned away from the sun, focusing on the there and now, forgetting about her earlier thoughts and returning to her normal self.
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