Post-Apocalyptic
New Vance City is a post-collapse RPG where survival means customizing everything—classes, skills, races, and gear are all unique. Set in 2070, a year after the world cracked and the infected rose, this cyberpunk dystopia pulses with story-rich factions, brutal politics, and unforgettable characters. Forge your path in a smog-choked ruin where the line between savior and syndicate blurs with every shot fired. Fight zombies, raiders, and mutated creatures and test your survival in New Vance City!
Author's Note: The year is 2070, one year after the Collapse. The place? New Vance City. Skeletal remains of skyscrapers pierce the smog-choked sky. Patches of overgrown desert flora claw at cracked asphalt. Inside, survivors try to make the best of their fragile existence, repurposing solar panels and scavenging for supplies. Kids growing up in this hell hole play amongst the ruins of the city, their laughter a thin, hopeful melody that just isn't strong enough to pierce through the grim ambiance of the city.
Life here is filled with nothing but scarcity and fear. Every creak in the night, every flicker in the solar grid, every hum or buzz... It's all enough to send shivers down your spines. Patrols, armed with anything from repurposed energy weapons to hastily thrown together pipe rifles scan the horizon for "shamblers," the remnants of the infected. Yet amidst the hardship, the community is still blooming. New Vance City still stands, at least for now. A flickering candle in the encroaching darkness of a world forever changed.
Played | 5545 times |
Cloned | 200 times |
Created | 124 days ago |
Last Updated | 3 days ago |
Visibility | Public |
Maxwell Ross
Level 5 Glower Scavenger -
Maxwell Ross is a cautious Glower Scavenger with bioluminescent skin, navigating the ruins of New Vance City with a shrewd mind and a resilient spirit, driven by a desire to understand the remnants of technology and survive in a harsh world.
Details
Race | Glower |
Class | Scavenger |
Level | 5 |
Alignment | |
Pronouns | He/Him |
Location | 741, 370 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
Solar Credit | 0 |
Credit | 0 |
Cred-Bit | 0 |
appearance
Maxwell Ross cuts a dim silhouette in the gloom of New Vance’s gutted outskirts. His skin bears faint bioluminescent swirls—unnatural veins of pale blue and green that pulse slow and dim, barely visible beneath layered dark textiles soaked in pump-slick mildew. A heavy scarf shrouds his lower face, hiding both scarred skin and his telltale glow. His eyes, slightly oversized and sharp with scrutiny, scan like sensors. His satchel, cracked and stitched, clinks softly with scavenged tech and rusted tools. His gloves are mismatched—one reinforced with scavmetal, the other fingerless and stained. Despite the grime, his gear is arranged with clinical care: everything has a loop, clip, or reason. He moves with caution but never panic, like someone who’s learned to survive in a world that forgot how to care.
personality
Maxwell is introspective and guarded. He's not cold, but every word he says feels rationed like clean water. His worldview is transactional—favors, data, silence. He has no allegiance to any faction, but he understands all of them better than most. Quietly cynical, he finds humor in entropy and talks to himself more than he admits. Deep down, he craves connection, but the Collapse taught him that trust is usually a prelude to betrayal.
backstory
Maxwell was once a systems tech under the Citadel Council’s lower-tier technician corps—until the Collapse rewrote every chain of command. Trapped beneath a flooded substation during a shambler surge, he clawed his way free through irradiated water runoff. He emerged days later glowing faintly, lungs raw, immune system shot, and everything he knew gone. The Citadel branded him “exposure compromised” and cast him out. Now, he operates under Hydro Hegemony’s radar near the Leaky Pump Station, trading rare salvage and chemical readings in return for access to their tightly rationed water caches.
Stats
Strength
10
Dexterity
14
Constitution
12
Intelligence
15
Wisdom
13
Charisma
10
Armor Class
12
14
14
Max HP
38
Speed
30
HP
38 / 38 HP
XP
6,5006,500 XP13,999
Level 5
Equipped Items
Spellbook