The Revolution (Credit to Ferris)


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So, I asked @F3RR1S if I could revive the RP he was doing, but locked, and he said yes.

Please note this OP was mostly written by Ferris, I was going to quote him but it messed up for me.


"The Islands, now full of life, many people, settled in it's different terrains and biomes. It had to happen sometime. The company, Higgsbury Corporation, owned by Benton Higgsbury, has revolutionized the world of Don't Starve. Modernized, many machines built, cities constructed, animals tamed. The Islands are now completely industrial. But things come to a price. Sometimes what seems to be good can be horrible. What are the lives like of the lower class? The ones who work the hardest, while the upper class just slacks off, sitting on a comfy couch and drinking some tea. And what about the Higgsbury products? The fuel source for them is very powerful, and dangerous, it is the prime suspect of a string of murders going on in Higgscity, Nightmare Fuel. Secrets are everywhere, you just need to pay attention, things that are good can be bad, you just have to look, you aren't as safe as you appear to be, see, see the secrets that they are keeping from us! See them! Do you sEE THem!? We aren't safe! They are starting a revolution, they will not bE contAiNed! THEY WILL KILL US A-

Welcome to Don't Starve: The Revolution! A new, unique roleplay about the World of Don't Starve becoming revolutionized. I was going to wait a bit before posting this roleplay, but I just couldn't wait.

Rules:

  • You must be an experienced roleplayer. (Good grammar, descriptive, serious, etc.)
  • This is a SERIOUS roleplay, so don't do anything too goofy.
  • Godmodding is not an option. If you get your arm stuck in between two gears, you get your arm stuck between two gears!
  • Please play along with what is going on, if we are going through someone's backstory, don't just turn everything into your own plot. Ease into it at the perfect chance, not during an epic climax.
  • Don't control another roleplayer's characters unless you have permission!
  • Don't start roleplaying during chapter breaks.
  • Don't post here if you aren't a roleplayer, please.
  • Please make an original character for this roleplay, don't use a previously used character in a different roleplay.
If you don't follow the rules, then you won't roleplay here anymore.

Here is the character template for submitting your characters.

Name: (Put your character's name here, obviously) Age: (How old is your character?)
Race: (Your character's race.)
Appearance (Give a detailed appearance about your character.)
Personality: (What is your character like, traits, moods, etc.)
Powers/Abilities: (What is your character's abilities, if he has no special powers, just put down what he knows, like: Is he a good engineer?) Backstory: (What is your character's backstory? Why is he like who he is?)

Here is my character profile:
Name: Wexler V.4, Product #5013 (A.k.a Wexler 50)
Age: 20 years since he went off the production line Race: Service robots Appearance: He looks vaguely like the original Wx, but with a taller, more slenderman-like body (puppetmaster height), Chipped white paint and clothing such as a tux put on in an effort to make him look more human. Rust Has corroded him, exposing such parts as an engine coursing with nightmare fuel, a record player holding numerous records holding messages such as: "Hello", "Why did you do that" And "Using a telephone for such means would void It's warranty, sir.".
Abilities: Loses speed/health when low on fuel, turns into a warped, haywire version of himself when given too much
Backstory: Built in the Higgsbury factories, he was meant to serve the higher class only, nd pays no attention to others. While he was in stores, he ended up getting one-upped by the V.5s before he was sold, and now sits in the back of a small shop, rusting away.
Personality: He starts out with a couple basic traits: Extremely unsympathetic towards poor people, hates all of the version 5 and 6 wexleys for one-upping him, and desperate to get back to the job he was made to do. Eventually, his exposure to other characters develops his personality a bit to either clash or connect with the others,and he mimics certain traits of people he knows well of and likes.

Also, some information you need to know about this revolutionized Don't Starve world.
  • The Higgsbury Corporation is the most well-known company in the islands, it has made many well-known products, they are usually machanical, such as the Higgsmobile.
  • The Higgsbury Corp. Products are powered by nightmare fuel (Referred to as Higgsbury Fuel). Higgsbury Fuel is contained in bottles, which are dangerous to open.
  • There is another company, known as Naturali's, which makes products safe for the environment and made from the environment.
  • Pigs are known to work in the caves, they are low class, they find hallucinations in the ruins to kill and farm for fuel, if the pigs do what they are not supposed to, they will be killed brutally, and their meat will be sold to resturants.
  • Chapters will be summarized on this first page.
Roleplayers and Characters (Please note that the old roleplayers will have to post that they want to still do this to be re-added):
@KidneyBeanBoy
(seen above)

@Lord_Battal
Spriggum
Race-Treeguard
Age-Ancient
Appearance-An enormous treeguard with 3 limbs, the extra protruding from his left side
Personality-Spriggum hates most humans for destroying the environment, but is extremely gentle around animals and such.
Abilities-Spriggum stands as tall as a two-story building. He is immensely strong, and can temporarily control animals.
Backstory-Spriggum is one of the last treeguards in existence, all his brothers having been chopped down and used for lumber. He hates most humans, usually killing them if they set food in his forest home.


@Blewcheese
Characters:
Name: Austin Montinaro

Age: 23
Race: Mostly Human
Appearance: he is averaged sized, at about 5'8. He looks thin, nearly underfed. He wears a ragged black tee shirt, and worn out jeans. He has brown eyes and black hair that sometimes covers his eyes. He has a scars, but none that are particularly noticeable.
Personality: most of the time, his face is completely emotionless. He is neither friendly nor hostile, happy nor enraged. He rarely shows emotion, and when he does it is in very small amounts. He almost never shows emotion in big bursts. However, he is loyal to his companions and is willing to do just about anything for his good friends.
Powers/abilities: he is very good with a knife, and is unnaturally stealthy. His most potent ability, however, is his ability to blend. If he stands completely still, he will immediately blend in with his surroundings, making him effectively invisible. However, a major movement will break the blend, but minor movements such as speech and breathing won't. Despite how hard it is to see him, a very good eye can catch him given enough time.
Backstory: the lowest class around without being a pig. He serves as a Robin Hood figure for a small society of poor people with ill fates. What he steals he gives to the others, only eating for himself when necessary. Additionally, he is a fairly well known hitman, under a disguise name as the last letter of his first and last name, "NO".


@gloryKAT Characters:
Name: Mooncloud

Race: Hound
Age: 24
Appearance: Mooncloud is a light-grey hound with tints of white in her fur. She has a long tail and slightly larger ears with white tips. Her tail has a light-grey to white gradient on it.
Personality: Mooncloud was formerly carefree, but has now become more shy due to her capture during the industrialization of the islands.
Abilities: Mooncloud enjoys nights when the moon is in the sky, and considers it when she is most powerful. She is otherwise a normal hound.

Backstory: Mooncloud was a normal hound living on the islands, one of the most feared, although she only chased people to scare them. As the industrialization began, she was eventually captured, tamed and was forced to work. She wishes one day to be free.

@Rabbitfist Characters:
Name: Wolf

Age: 14
Race: Human
Appearance: He wears a black Leather Jacket, a blue Jeans, and white Shoes, he is white and has blonde Hair. in his Face a Beard begins to grow. Personality:hes more quiet and serious and tries to stay away from conflicts.he only attacks back if he gets attacked
Powers/weakness:he is good at much things, but he has problems with acquiring friends backstory:his parents died to a unknown sickness, since that he fights against his hunger with doing small jobs to obtain money, but he got a Job in a bakery where he gets enough money.


@Ellebelly
Characters:
Name: Cake
Gender: Female
Age: 4-5
Appearance: blonde, short hair in pigtails, with a sailors cap on. She wears an old fashioned girls sailor dress with knee high socks and Mary Janes. Her eyes are as blue as the ocean. Abilities: safe to say, she is a great fighter.
Backstory: She had been an orphan all her life. She missed her family. She missed everyone. She had never seen, nor heard from her family ever. Wherever she went, she felt like she was being watched. She escaped from the orphan house and into a pitch black alley way. She then felt like she was grabbed by something. She turned around, but saw no one. She the was tugged to the ground, harder, harder, until she fell into an abyss)
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Well, I was kinda lazy. I'm putting you all on soon. You guys can start when you want.

There are many Wexleys in the islands, built to serve and protect the higher class. This one, however, had never gotten to do either. One-upped by newer models, he was thrown out of a store and into an alleyway about 10 years ago, and thus left outside to rust. He was doing just that when a crow swooped down and landed in the pile of trash he was resting in, and knocked over a can. This can unceremoniously toppled over and landed on this Wexler's head, further scraping away at the chipped white paint that covered him. This slight tremor knocked a part loose that activated him, making him bolt upright. "Hello?" Wexley said, looking cautiously about, "Where is this?". His stomach shuttered. 'Curious,' he thought, 'I thought I was built with a full tank of nightmare fuel.'. Looking at the rust and holes covering is body, he came to the realization. Panicked, he fled out of the alleyway. But he was too low on fuel. He kept slowing and losing power little by little until he finally collapsed, just barely making it to the sidewalk.

Can someone give me some pointers? I feel oddly dissatisfied with that.

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(Alright. I guess I'll first post.)

 

Austin shook his head, pulling the limp body into the shadows. To kill was a horrible sin. He hated it most. Stealing was one thing, but murder was on another level entirely. It didn't take long for Austin to find an incinerator, the citizens of Higgscity had one in every house. He burned the body, except for the hat and a few coins the man had on him. That was his proof. He cleaned off his bloody knife, which had been lodged into the man's throat. He had been aiming for the head, the throw was definitely not ideal. The throat had spewed blood everywhere, and Austin had to clean it. Luckily the man had been alone, just as planned. Austin walked to the address, 919 Fencen Ave. Three knocks in rapid succession, then two slow ones. The door swung open, and Austin handed the cloaked man the hat.

 

"I got him for you. Here's the hat."

 

The man cleared his throat. "Good." Austin held his hand out, and a decent amount of money fell into it.

 

"You up for another job? I've got a few on my hit list..." The man tried to convince Austin, but he simply shook his head.

 

"Sorry, buddy, but I'm done for the night. I'll drop by later, see if we can get some business." The man nodded.

"See you around, NO." Austin waved, pocketing the money. The deed was done. Time to return home.

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Huh, this is oddly convenient, considering I just did my intro post. I guess I'll re-paste it here.

There are many Wexleys in the islands, built to serve and protect the higher class. This one, however, had never gotten to do either. One-upped by newer models, he was thrown out of a store and into an alleyway about 10 years ago, and thus left outside to rust. He was doing just that when a crow swooped down and landed in the pile of trash he was resting in, and knocked over a can. This can unceremoniously toppled over and landed on this Wexler's head, further scraping away at the chipped white paint that covered him. This slight tremor knocked a part loose that activated him, making him bolt upright. "Hello?" Wexley said, looking cautiously about, "Where is this?". His stomach shuttered. 'Curious,' he thought, 'I thought I was built with a full tank of nightmare fuel.'. Looking at the rust and holes covering is body, he came to the realization. Panicked, he fled out of the alleyway. But he was too low on fuel. He kept slowing and losing power little by little until he finally collapsed, just barely making it to the sidewalk.

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"Alright, I'll be right there."

He walks over to the Wexley.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about. Just an old Wex."

He looks around.

"Anyone leave a Wexley around?"

No response. Austin grabs the Wexley and hoists it over his shoulder.

"I'll see what I can do about this guy."

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