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I read pirates. I instantly went to make a character for this.
Edit: Just thought I'd leave this here www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACNKKPw_iXM

I have a character im trying to get accepted but i will make another character to be with this my communist brother i have to make a character in a communist revolution in great Britannia that is just fucking awesome!!

Gonna create my character soon. I hear America has nearly finished the storyboard. Here is just a short prologue I wrote of my character. I'm not much of a writer so prepare for cliches and grammar mistakes




The breeze blew gently through the decimated concrete remains of Old Manchester making the crumbling concrete jungle howl with a demented sound. The sky was a bleak grey, typical of Manchester. Irradiated rain started to fall, dispersing most of the inhabitants back to their shacks or ruins. A few lucky ones with radiation suits scavenged the ruins around the relatively peaceful surrounding. Under the Town Hall doorway stood a bedraggled figure. A rough patchy beard grew from his jawline. His clothes looked distinct, strange. He wore a pair of thick woolen trousers, which were a faded khaki colour. Two spit shined brown boots gleamed against the grey backdrop of the city. Over his khaki tunic he wore a thick khaki trench coat. His head was protected by a slightly dented tin tommy hat, repainted a deep forest green. Around his waist was a rough leather belt, housing an old mess kit. A holster lay across his hip with a shiny Webly revolver peering out. Slung across his shoulder was a reproduced Lee Enfield pattern 1903, produced 2052. He looked like a misplaced piece of history, standing out in his surroundings. He chewed the butt of his cigar, enjoying the taste. It was a great birthday, maybe the last. He had one left then would go back to cigarettes and pipe tobacco. He spat on the ground, looked up, grumbled to himself then returned to loitering. The air was peaceful again, for a few minutes. The stillness was broken by a loud crash, bang and yelp. The man sighed, looked at his wind up watch. “Oh for fucks sake.” He sighed again, spat out his cigar and stamped on it. Rejigged himself, picked up his backpack and kit and looked up once more. “least it stopped raining.” He stepped out of the doorway and marched.

It never stops raining in Manchester

Okay, im going to create an intermediate tread while we wait for the Manchester thing to develop until its finished, then we will swith over

My plan on the Intermediate tread is:

-Getting the Crew togheter, so far I know the people who were joining The Red Liberators Crew: -Unit, -Stelph and MAYBE -Sabbes

-Creating a proper base for our crew at the Ilse of Man

-And as a cherry on the cake, we will do lots of Raiding and Plundering


The Tread will be named: The Silence Before The Storm

Hope The Crew Members (Or any one else who wants to Join) read this, and I hope they Join up with me


Greetz again, Uruk

Yep Arran it is, how was that port city called?? Brodick right?

Wish to start my treads up again .. Including this one, so everyone who was in wants to continue where we left of?

Can I get an Aye?!