Steel Sands (NSFW, see Desc for further details.)

(Details at the very bottom

(Brief Lore:)
In the year 2027, the world was bathed in a wide scale heat wave. The sun scorched a the vastness of the planet. The oceans of the world were all but evaporated. What few bodies of water that remained became precious resources. Billions died as a result of widespread heat stroke and dehydration.

2028 marked the end of the heatwave. By then, approximately 95% of the worlds population had perished. What remained of civilized earth practically became an empty wasteland overnight. What little remained banded together in small groups or tribes.

2030, rumors of a massive lake like oasis somewhere in the midst of what was once the Atlantic Ocean. Those familiar with the rumor called it the High Oasis. By this time, numerous tribes and groups had conglomerated into three different major factions. The Caspian Coalition was the first, a mostly Russian group that originated from the Eurasian wasteland. They possessed many forms of the old military. Then there was the Enlightenment, a heavily misogynistic faction that was focused entirely around the acquiring of all the water that remained in the world. They worshipped a deity they dubbed Aquarius. They were fierce and were known to torch entire tribes even over the smallest gallon of water. Finally, there was the Northern Tide, made of what remained of the militaries of the United States, France, the United Kingdoms, and Mexico, as well as a multitude of surviving tribes. They make use of the remains of their military equipment as well as other souped up machines, making use of other much older technologies from much older times, such as World War II. They only seek to unify whats left of the Earths Population and begin civilization anew. Each faction sought to stake claim to this High Oasis, however, no one mobilized just yet.

2032, the rumors of the High Oasis were confirmed true by an unknown source. The three factions now mobilized to claim the Oasis for themselves, for he who controls the water, controls it all.

The year is now 2034, the three factions are now locked in a deadly conflict for control of the High Oasis. You are a part of an Elite squad of Northern Tide soldiers, tasked with seeking out the true location of the High Oasis. The journey is long, and the fight will be tough. Are you ready?

(Steel Sands is primarily an rp that focuses on a group of characters that are a part of the Northern Tide, they can be any species and, while anthro is recommended, it is not required. You can fully expect there to be varied degrees of Violence, Death, Blood and Guts. The rp will start when there are at least other 3 people present.

(Posting characters will be simple, just follow this format
Name :
Age :
Gender : (Male, Female, Non-Binary, ect.)
Species :
Brief Physical Description : (Reference imagery is welcome if you have em. Can be explicit if it has to, this is an NSFW thread after all.)
Brief Backstory :

(Probably should’ve added this sooner, but depending on if youre using a vehicle or now, make sure you give a good description beforehand.

(Ima just slide this in.
Name : Sarah Wrangler
Age : 43
Gender : Female
Species : Protogen
Brief Physical Description : Usual Protogen body style with a shark-style tail. Purple features. 7”1’
Brief Backstory : Before the cataclysm, Sarah worked at a Law Firm for sexual abuse cases. How she survived is anyones guess, some speculate she ran across the street and jumped into a restaurant’s deep freezer, others say she was a prepper and had her own bunker elsewhere. In any case, when she turned up, it was her joining the Northern Tide. She serves as a Lieutenant in the Special Operations Unit, as a Vehicle and Demolitions expert.

@Herr Kraus 02
(can we pilot our own vehicles? I’ve got sumthin’ “crawler-transporter”-ish in mind, tho much smaller than the irl reference)

@Coriolanus
(Yes

(brb gotta find some old warbirds to unleash)

(This reminds me of Dune and Mad Max, Count me in)

@Pizzamovies
(Alrighty!

(Hmmm…still trying to figure out what to do. Don’t want to get sidelined right off the bat.)

@Sky
(Maybe start by posting your character.

@Herr Kraus 02
(Yeah thats what I mean, not sure what to do character wise)

@Sky
(Well, you have plenty options, you can be any species you want, doesnt even have to be anthro.
(I will also mention youre not limited to just one character. You can be more than one if you so choose.

@Herr Kraus 02
(I’ll PM you actually)

(Eh screw it I’ll throw my drg in here. Feel free to bug the skittles out of me if I need to change anything.)

Name: Aqualius Vyn Avalon
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Sea dragon
Brief Physical Description: drgn 7’2, iridescent dark blue primary, blue-ish silver underside, various lighter blue markings (which can glow in low light), dark blue hair, blue eyes. Wings and fins are all transparent.
Brief Backstory: Hailing from one of the many pacific islands ravaged by the heat wave what was left of his island home merged with the greater Northern Tide after what could best be described as a mass exodus along with what was left from several other islands. Vyn later was given command of a spare M728 A1 which has since been subject to several field mods.

@Sky
(Perfection
(Also, if i didnt mention it earlier, Sarah has command over a modified Canadian MIM-146 ADATS, after having had undergone extensive Training in the field of the weapon system.

@Herr Kraus 02
(M2 but missile spam)

@Sky
(Yes, lol

@Pizzamovies
@Coriolanus
(If you two are participating, just know, im waiting on you to post your character, and vehicle if youre using one for yourself.

Name: Ersan b. Indra
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Blacktip Reef Shark
Brief Physical Description: Height is 5’4”. Wears a membrane-distillation suit; an important garment made of extremely durable, rubbery, dark material, & lined with pipes and small pouches which slowly collect & recycle filtered water; not only for conserving while in desert conditions, but also for keeping aquatic species from drying out.

Brief Backstory: A former US navy reservist & fisherman from the southeast former-seaboard of the US, before the cataclysm heavily altered both of those vocations. With once-inaccessible oil deposits in deeper parts of the now-evaporated abyss having rapidly become reachable, the adapted navy’s shift to mass-conveying “landcrawlers” allowed them to reestablish some degree of hegemony over their former domain.

Merged fluently into the Northern Tide with the rest of the US military, the colossal “naval” vessels brought serve superbly in logistical roles, though with ample firepower to utilize many of the same munitions they ferry across the abyssal deserts.

Made into a commissioned officer of the line in the reformed “MCDTS” (Military Cross-Desert Transport Service), Ersan helms AOE-23 “Auriga”, a Tyl-class fast combat support crawler designed before the cataclysm as a future Martian/Lunar mission rover, but shanghaied for more practical times as hospital-crawlers, mobile listening posts (with rugged sensors & comms package they come standard-issued), or landfleet tenders.

Able to move in higher speeds as well within a wide range ahead of the Northern Tide’s approaches, Ersan’s particular crawler functions well as both a scout & tender by sanctioned material arbitrage with occasionally-encountered caravans, oil towns, & polymetallic nodule mining clans.

(Forgot I’m not a huge fan of character sheets. Sorry, enjoy lads!

@Pizzamovies
(Hm. Alright, cya!

@Sky
@Coriolanus
I dont thing anyone else is gonna be showing up, so i think we’ll go ahead and start a bit

@Herr Kraus 02
(Fine by me)

It was a bright, sunny morning that day in the Atlantic Desert. The dunes that were spread far as the eye could see were teaming with the remains of old shipwrecks, old, dead reefs, and the bones of the millions of creatures that once inhabited the ocean that formerly occupied the desolate expanse.

It was a quiet, almost silent place, with not a living thing in sight.

That day however saw the silence broken by a small convoy navigating the rough maze of coral and debris. A few tanks, and a Crawler. This convoy was making its way to the rumored location of the High Oasis. A squad of the Northern Tide’s Special Operations Unit.

Near the front of the convoy was Lt. Sarah Wrangler in her ADATS tank, watching the ridges that towered over the convoy. She flipped on her radio “Comms check.”

Vyn meanwhile was near the middle of the convoy, bored out of his mind. Despite adding some extra frontal armor and RPG/HE screens to his M728, it was still ultimately an engineering vehicle. Besides Vyn was all too happy to not be the first one to get shot at when the chaos inevitably breaks out. Hearing the radio start going off for a com check Vyn would come on the comms. “Its Avalon, Still read you. Over.”

@Coriolanus
(Yo, are you gonna rp? :/

@Herr Kraus 02
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At the convoy’s rear, Ersan’s landcrawler follows in tow, kicking up a massive dust-cloud from it’s wheels. “This is Auriga, I read. Switching through channels to make sure it’s clear of any interference… maybe we could spare a channel for battle-tunes.”