Matthew was part of an elite task force for the US military. Months before the bombs dropped they were selected for a secret project, nicknamed: Operation "For The Future, For Humanity" to preserve humanity forever. The project was to achieve immortality with the blessing of a long forgotten diety taken human form. The project was successful, and it even gave them all unique powers, Matthew's power being able to go into the spirit realm and take things and people with him (The spirit realm is in the same universe, its just on a slightly different dimensional axis, an observer from the spirit realm can see and interact with the mortal realm but its impossible for the opposite to happen, and its filled with the spirits of the freshly deceased, nothing needs anything to survive in this realm). They started training to gain full control over their powers until the day the bombs dropped and the world was baptized in fire. Matthew and his group had survived by going into the spirit realm, where he had gotten the reputation of a new age Grim Reaper, guiding the dead to towns of spirits, or in super rare cases for people the task force had deemed essential for humanity, returning them to the mortal realm, back to their bodies

Mackie was made by an evil genius to be a ruthlessly intelligent AI, he trained Mackie's intellect extensively and ignored the emotional side in the hopes that it would turn into a psychopathic AI, but instead, Mackie became emotionally-stunted, having the intellect of a god, but the cognitive ability of a toddler.

Commander Dyson’s fate was sealed the moment he was teleported to the archipelago. Once a proud soldier, he is now a grotesque amalgamation of man and machine—a living tank. His senses, once limited to the human scope, now extend through the cold steel of his armored shell, seeing, hearing, and feeling through the tank’s mechanical eyes and ears. His body has become a grotesque factory, organs pulsing and churning to create ammunition and fuel to feed the insatiable hunger of his new form. The once mighty M1 Abrams is now a living creature, Commander Dyson is a prisoner of his circumstance, trapped in a never-ending cycle of consumption and regeneration. He roams the archipelago, a lost soul in a world that defies comprehension, longing for the days when he was simply a man and not the monstrous entity he has become.

In the grim twilight of the Era of Contested Sovereignty, where crumbling nations and rising megacorps wage a relentless war for dominance, HighBall emerges as a chilling icon of survival and control. Cloaked in a polyester cloak, with smoke curling from the ripstick in his mouth and a silver ring glinting on his finger, he is the underground lord who turned the lawless outskirts of Greene-Arata into his fortress. His empire teeters on the edge of destruction, threatened by the National Guard Vestiges and the Kaisen Corps, yet he stands defiant, a master of manipulation and a virtuoso of violence. To some, he is a necessary evil, a force of stability in a world spiraling into chaos. To others, he is the face of unchecked ambition, a testament to the idea that in this brutal new world, power is the only currency that matters. As you step into his world, prepare to navigate a landscape where alliances are as fragile as glass and every choice could be your last.

In the grim twilight of the Era of Contested Sovereignty, Lincoln Loughty is the embodiment of resilience. Owner of a modest factory in the shadow of Green-Arata’s towering corporate skyline, he is a man caught between the crushing demands of Toyota Material Handling’s meritocracy and the desperate, last-gasp efforts of the National Guard Vestige. Each day is a gamble, as he navigates the treacherous landscape of backroom deals and power plays, supplying weapons and cybernetic parts to both sides of the conflict. His life is a constant battle, not just for profit, but for the survival of his employees and the tattered remnants of his own humanity. Lincoln's world is one of blurred loyalties and shifting alliances, where the line between friend and foe is as thin as the smoke rising from the city’s industrial wasteland. Despite the ever-present threat of violence and the relentless pressure to conform, he clings to a quiet, tempered hope that someday, the chaos will give way to a future where humanity can thrive once more. Until then, he soldiers on, a lone figure standing against the tide of a world gone mad.

Meet The Lone Ranger—a captivating blend of cowboy grit and rockstar charisma. With his signature hat, sunglasses, and bandana, he cuts a striking figure against any backdrop, especially under the fluttering colors of the American flag. Hailing from Arizona, this musical wanderer has spent years traversing the globe, turning his adventures into powerful lyrics and unforgettable melodies. Each song is a snapshot of his travels, filled with stories of far-off places, unexpected friendships, and the timeless quest for freedom. The Lone Ranger isn’t just a performer; he’s a guide leading you through a world brimming with wonder and possibility. His concerts are more than just shows—they’re an invitation to embark on a journey, to lose yourself in the rhythm of his life, and to discover the magic hidden in every corner of the world. With The Lone Ranger, every note is a story, and every story is an adventure waiting to unfold.

Gregory Addendale is the kind of man you’d find tinkering with a broken solar panel or patching through a makeshift internet connection in the remnants of an old diner. His cap, marked with a proud ‘S’, is as much a part of his identity as his knack for electronics. With a green vest and layered shirts, he cuts a distinctive figure against the desolate backdrop of a post-apocalyptic world. Gregory’s hands move with practiced ease, a testament to years of repairing and jury-rigging in a world where nothing is truly new anymore. He’s seen the ugliness lurking in the shadows of humanity but chooses to focus on the light—those small sparks of hope and resilience that keep people going. His wry humor and no-nonsense attitude make him a reliable companion, whether he’s fixing a broken radio or sharing a story of his travels. In a world where survival often means compromising values, Gregory stands as a testament to the enduring spirit of human ingenuity and kindness.

Danbado, the futuristic armored android, stands enigmatically in a shadowy industrial setting. Clad in copper-colored armor, and a metal head with a pulsing blue light illuminates his stern expression. A long, dark robe covers his muscular frame, while various pouches and tools indicate his preparedness for any battle. Despite his robotic exterior, his stance exudes a resolute confidence, inviting you into a world of high-tech intrigue and action.

Clifton is the Lord of the 61 Virginis System and a well-respected military officer in The United Republic of the Outer Systems. Clifton owns a private navy for the protection of his star system, and most of his waking time is taken by bureaucracy and just the general upkeep of his domain. He is a noble, and thus, has a lot of capital. He controls multiple planets directly, and multiple other star systems through alliances and other deals. When he isn't doing noble stuff, he enjoys land-vehicle racing in the underground, exploring, collecting weaponry, drinking cheap beer, and occasionally sampling exotic foods. He is a generally nice man, good to his subjects, civil with his rivals, and regularly helps personally with larger projects in his domain and the domains of his allies. Though he does have a cold, unfeeling, borderline psychopathic side that he usually doesn't show outside of war.

Markus is a grizzled young man and ex-Marshall in the Helldivers Corps, missing an arm and a leg, who looks like he's been chewed up and spat back out. It was impossible to tell whether he was 20 or 200 because of the stress he's gone through. Markus was a helldiver who had served for ten promotions in a few of the bloodiest battles of the 2nd Galactic War. He fought on Malevelon Creek for more than ten promotions. Markus is now a shell of his former self, all the death and bloodshed had made him vehemently hate any and all robots. Markus suffers from PTSD, survivor's guilt, and depression.

I am Quincy, my loved ones called me "Q." My family owned this farm since before the collapse, but after last year's plague, I'm the last of the bloodline. This farm feeds thousands of poor souls, but if I die without any heirs, the militia will take it over for their own supply lines, which would cause many people to starve. As such, I am marked for death by the militia.

Colonel Andrzej Broz was a Polish soldier during the Cold War. He died in a secret war against the forces of hell and was rewarded by god, now an eternal warrior and a guardian angel, he vows to protect the innocent from the forces of evil in any way he can.

Donovan Kirksen, a hired gun, cares for his family in a collapsing world. Armed with a Colt AR-15 and a handmade pistol that he cares for like his child. he works as a hired gun to provide for his younger siblings.

Tobias "Nebula" Dedalus is a fearless space cowboy, roaming the cosmos armed with a revolver and laser rifle.

He was bitten by patient zero. The outbreak has started. The end is nigh.

EDDIE is a robot built by a disgraced scientist who thought that, if given enough time, a machine will develop free will based on the experiences unique to the robot. He was correct, but he didnt live long enough to see the success... Now EDDIE just roams the wastes as just another survivor.

Pete The explorer is a male explorer with short brown hair, brown eyes, and facial hair. He always wears a green jacket, brown hat, and glasses. He's a curious adventurer who loves to explore the world.

The world was ravaged by a zombie apocalypse, most social cohesion was destroyed in the process. . Jaxon is a field scientist working for a faction called "Lazarus Command," A splinter faction of the US Military that is composed entirely of soldiers and scientists during a zombie apocalypse, their goal is to study the effects of zombification and find ways to weaponize the virus to create super soldiers.

my top half; 10 years of combat experience and a good moral compass when it matters. my bottom half; robot dog, never getting tired of walking, can carry heavy loads, and can traverse the most dangerous of land with ease. put them together and you have me

A cybernetic super soldier from the American Civil War. He is generally pretty friendly, but he doesn't have a goal in his life, and that fact tears at his very being.