I've also got a psuedo story/RP idea along those lines. Wanna hear? It was actually gonna be a mod story but got shelved. Sure, let's have it. Two heads are better'n one. Basically, in July of 1992 a bacterium is released into the atnosphere that renders all unrefined oil inert. A fine catalyst for shitkickings. WIthin the space a of a month modern Civilization as a whole collapses under it's reliance of oil.The middle east erupts into a cesspool of violence. China splits into hundreds of warring nation states. The United States divides into five different nations. I like, I like. Years pass. The world morphs into something out of a wild west movie; where the railroad reigns supreme and Europe is the last standing bastillion of proper Civilization. More years pass. The European Kingdoms estabilish themselves as the only remaining world superpower. Society around the globe collpases even more. I shmee, I shmee. After over two hundred years of a psuedo Industrial Revolution era. China and the West coast of the United States are pitted by nuclear craters after a fierce but short war. It is suddenly discovered by a small research team out of Kent that small oil wells across the globe were affected differently by the bacterium. By mixing the two byproducts in these wells given off by the bacterium the prospector can create proper crude again. H'okay. In a way a massive gold rush starts up again. Not for prospects of getting insanely rich (Well, not mostly), but to gain a strong foothold in a disrupted balance of power. Should I stop or are you interested? Keep going, keep going. Certainly can't hurt to toss a few ideas around before we jump into anything. Aye. Well, months after The Fourth of July (The date it was discovered crude went inert), most people started a mass exodous out of the larger cities into various towns dotting the Earth. Europe's saving grace was it's massive reliance on nuclear energy and tight nit farming and public transportation. Everywhere else the following winter people died of famine and simply freezing to death in their homes; clinging to a world that ceased to exist. While electricity was quite easily generated with coal and hydro plants; most electronics at that point were made with petrochemicals. There was an abundance of electricity with nothing to run with it. * Rifter nods. Makes sense. As such, four out of the five states of North America became massive agriculture centers. Thousands of small towns connected by steam train and horseback. Liking it. Keep in mind the world's population in a hundred and twenty years went from six billion to about one billion. Probably less. China itself resembles the surface of the moon. Lol @ China. lawl chinks. neway In ee way! The general idea is a sort of mesh between Mad Max and thousands of Sphagetti westerns It's an interesting idea. What were you modding it for, HL2? Yeah. I changed the story when it became a written thing. Mod version is a massive untouched stockpile of oil is found in the Siberian wastes. Ahh, I see. Aye. More chance for global pew pew that way Indeedie-do. And somewhere in there lolfurries because yaay! I dunno. It's gonna take some thought, but I do want to get this channel up and running again. Aye. Actually there are a few twists in my mind involving things but I feel like not revealing them. Suspense yay! Got twists out the ass myself. Characters that I'd have to decide between. Eh, I'd probably just go with a slightly less teenage version of Rifter. I guess it comes down to awesome wild west or awesome road warrior Hah. But teenage Rifter was/is awesome. "FUCK YOU" *Explosions* I think sums him up reasonably well. Only with less swearing, because I was a perfect little angel back then. How things change. Aye. Well, I planned on starting out The Foruth with a bank robbery for maximum oh god I watched too many westerns as a kid because hee delinquients are so much more fun Not quite sure how I'd start mine off yet, though I can tell you that it probably involves someone or something getting fucked up by ancient tech that may as well be magic to common village folk. "wut does see four mean?" More along the lines of "Why does this guy clank when I hit him? OH GOD HE'S CRUSHING MY THROAT WITH HIS BARE HANDS AND SHOOTING ME WITH TINY SUNS" Oooo. Robots and plasma versus a bunch of people who maybe have knives or crude swords! Round one, FIGHT! zzzt PCHEW PCHEW pfft as people are disentergraaated Precisely. Damn. I only have the player cast riding in and robbing some small bank in a nonname town in Oklahoma. D: hee. Furries riding horses is an interesting mental image. Actually had an interesting idea for my book. A scene wherein Rifter stumbles across a four legged fox in the deep, deep wilderness and the puzzle pieces start falling into place - What he's staring at, why he looks like he does and why grandparents everywhere like to tell fairytales about how humans used to be bald and clawless. Don't think there are very many animals left that aren't mutant horrors, after all. True. And that's actually pretty damn cool. Thanks! Thought it was a decent enough idea. More than decent. I'd love to read it if it's ever completed. It'll get done, eventually. The moment I feel I can do it justice, it's going on paper. Sweet. Hee. Oh man I've got so many cool ideas for The Fourth RP. The Fourth, you've been saying that. Explain! The Fourth, meaning The Fourth of July 1995 when oil is attacked by the bacteria. Because "The Fourth" makes an awesome title. :V Better'n ID4. Aye, though I liked that movie. WELCOME TA EARF *baf* hey that scene was cool when I was seven. Truth be told? I still find the whole thing very watchable. So do I. I watch it at least once every year because it's an entertaining movie. That it is. Heard they *almost* did a sequel, but Will Smith wouldn't sign on so they just dropped it. I don't see how they would. Was supposed to have something to do with Aliens coming out of the crashed ships to try their hand at a ground war. Or so I heard. Ah. That might be cool. Was something I wanted to see in the first, actually. Auye, but I think it turned out well enough. Yanno? You speak the truth. Aye.