Non GK RP by Wiste

[Wiste]

Set in the future, the world has become a place of steel and smoke. The earth ponies rose up against their magical overlords, and with the help of the other ponies, overthrew the Alicorn ruling class. Now a council rules in their place, seated with one each of the three pony races, as well as a zebra and batpony ambassador. Under their rule, Canterlot has grown to encompass practically all of Equestria, created of steel and glittering lights and factories that belch multicolored smoke and grayscale rainbows.


However, on the edges of the city are factory slums, and beyond them are the Wastes, a vast junkyard that consists of the refuse of the city, thrown out of sight. The factory byproducts have destroyed the land, making the plants sick and pale, and creating vast towering heaps of metal and trash. There are ponies living here, as well as dogs and griffons and other 'undesirables', unfit to live in the new city. They eke out a living, fighting over every scrap of food and hiding from the Guard, who hunt them as pests, rounding them up to force them to work as slaves in their factories.


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This world uses dieselpunk, in this case with swords and arrows. Any weapons are allowed except firearms, and swords are swung on back-mounted engines with multi-hinged arms. Any magic is allowed, except that which controls living beings, mechanical stuff, and the dead. Cyborgs are allowed, except done in Bioshock-esque style, with lots of gears and gyros, smokestacks and noisy engines.


Ask questions if you want.


If you wanna play, use this template:


Name
Race
Sex
Age
Appearance
Equipment
Personality
Short Backstory

[Tayari]

Name: Refuge
Race: Unicorn
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Light blue coat, dark blue mane
Equipment: A simple axe, some food, and random pieces of metal
Personality: Greedy enough to steal, not one to shy away from a fight, not burdened by an overabundance of schooling, but among friends and allies he's loyal and good-humored, if crude.
Short Backstory: Employs himself as a low-level guard/tug for anyone who hires him. The ones who drive him too far, or fire him in ways he finds unacceptable, tend to notice that he (along with a nnumber of their items) become hard to find again.

[Atriark]

Name: Tack
Race: Diamond Dog
Sex: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: A large diamond dog with a dull brown coat, he wears a black vest with matching black buttons of a common make. In a factory accident his back was burned and he lost part of his right ear
Equipment: A chain sword, bulls-eye lantern, old book, 5 smoke bombs, hand crossbow
Personality: A quiet canine who doesn't like dealing with others. Especially when it involves listening to their woes.

Short Backstory: Tack's family has always been in the middle class. He has been working in the factories for as long as he was able, quickly working his way up the ranks. He never really wanted to be spending his life working in the heat and sweat filled factory floors, which accounts for his dower attitude.

[Paradox]

Name:Valinor
Gender:Male
Race:unicorn
Age:55
Appearance: dark green with a black mane/dressed in various rags with various mismatching parts, mementos of his wife, carries a small circular cutting knife (diesel powered of course)

Personality: Valinor is reclusive and eccentric.  He generally distrusts other creatures, ponies or non-ponies alike.  He is prone to muttering to himself and has a hair trigger temper

History: Valinor was once a prominant scholar and professor in field of theoretical magic.  After he lost his wife to an accident with an experimental spell, he began to become more reclusive and withdrawn as he worked on a spell that he hoped would restore her to life.  He eventually became so obsessed as to withdraw from his duties and was kicked out of his university.  Unable and unwilling to find a job, he wanders the junkyard, forever working on his precious spell regardless of its impossibility.

[Hijinks]

Name: Hijinks
Race: Pegasus
Gender: Female
Age: 12

Appearance: A small purple filly with a light blue mane with a red tip on her fringe. Her forelegs are covered in cloud like pen markings and a pink bow covers her midsection, where the remains of her wings are. Her cutie-mark has been ravaged long ago, and is now covered by a piece of paper, taped onto her flank with a picture of a clown drawn on it. 

Equipment: She keeps a satchel full of small explosives and a larger bag to keep the scavenged junk she finds. She keeps her amped-up joy-buzzer, Zappy with her at all times. Zappy runs off a charger that is similar to the machines the cover the waste. The device only has one charge at one time, but it recharges after 30 seconds.

Personality: Hijinks loves to have fun, usually at the expenses of others, though she's unlikely to kill anything on purpose. She only looks out for herself, and finds enjoyment out of survival like it were a game.

History: Hijinks was born in a junk village and this desperate fight for survival is all she knows. She lost her wings and her parents when she 8 and she has taken to looking after herself since then.

[Tida]

Name: Truestrike
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Male
Age: 20

Appearance: An ashen - grey earth pony with a black mane, dressed in a makeshift armor covering his chest and back area.  A modified crossbow is slung across his back.

Equipment: A modified crossbow that can reload itself, as well as fire multiple bolts from it, as well as a bag to carry materials to make his crossbow better.

Personality: An opportunist at heart, Truestrike lets others talk and generally does things that would benefit him.  He loves to tinker with machines to see how they work, and make them better.  He's a bit eccentric, having strange quirks, one of which is thinking out loud.

History: Born to poor parents, Truestrike learned to tinker with machinery from his father, who knew a lot about it because he worked with them.  He hoped that in the future that he could do the kind of work that his father did, as he enjoyed that kind of thing.  However, after he saw that his father was slowly being replaced by the machinery that he worked with because of his work, he didn't want do the same kind of work, as he very much liked his body parts.  He ran away from the city after finding out that whatever type of work that he chose was dangerous to his health, and is currently trying to make it outside of the city.

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