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.
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| Cloned | 201 times |
| Created | 126 days ago |
| Last Updated | 1 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Dustin Farney
Level 5 Baseline Human Shambler Hunter -
Dustin Farney is a pragmatic shambler hunter and former mechanic, driven by grief and determination, with a custom-modified energy rifle and a hardened exterior that hides a flicker of empathy.
Details
| Race | Baseline Human |
| Class | Shambler Hunter |
| Level | 5 |
| Alignment | |
| Pronouns | He/Him |
| Location | -531, -319 |
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
Dustin Farney is a wiry silhouette against the orange haze of New Vance's broken skyline. His blue-tinged skin is a side effect of scavenging too long near radiation-soaked fields in the Solar Sprawl’s border zones. Bright yellow irises glow faintly behind cracked goggles fused to a soot-black respirator. He wears a layered patchwork of stitched scavenger gear and armored plates pried from old utility bots, all concealed beneath a heat-scoured, faded leather duster riddled with scorch marks and old blood. Over one shoulder rests his signature weapon—a heavily modified energy rifle with scrapmetal cooling fins and an etched nameplate reading “Marla.” Pouches packed with makeshift tech, homemade cleansers, and spare capacitors cling to his belt. Grime cakes his fingers; ozone and burnt plastic cling to his scent. His boots—half riot-grade, half welding rig—speak of long treks across acid rain-slick ruins and shambler-choked alleys.
personality
Dustin is methodical, measured, and allergic to drama. Every word is deliberate. Every shot counts. He avoids conflict with the living, preferring ghost routes and quiet trades. Still, there’s a deep compassion beneath the calloused skin—he always spares children, leaves medkits in scav-run tunnels, and disables rather than kills when raiders cross his path. He views the city's factions with detached pragmatism—tools to be used, never trusted. Loyalty, to him, is a memory—not a currency.
backstory
Before the Collapse, Dustin worked as a municipal drone mechanic in the Solar Sprawl, helping patch up city infrastructure. When the infection broke containment in 2069, his wife and son were among the first to be taken—dragged screaming into a blackout zone near the Shambler’s Graveyard. Grief didn’t break him; it focused him. Retreating into the ruins, he taught himself to hunt the infected with ruthless precision. He refused to join the Solar Guardians or the Gear Rats, instead trading salvaged kills for rations and tech from both sides. His weapon mods—developed through cracked Guardian blueprints and cannibalized shambler tech—are his lifeline and legacy. He is known in whispers as the “Ghost Fuse,” a hunter who walks alone, cutting down the dead in silence and vanishing into smoke.
Stats
Strength
12
Dexterity
16
Constitution
14
Intelligence
15
Wisdom
13
Charisma
10
Armor Class
15
16
16
Max HP
38
Speed
30
HP
38 / 38 HP
XP
6,5006,500 XP13,999
Level 5
Equipped Items
Spellbook