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"My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted land. But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior. The man we called "Max".
To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel. And the desert sprouted great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel, they were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked. But nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. The cities exploded. A whirlwind of looting, a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on men.
On the roads it was a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge, brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in this maelstrom of decay, ordinary men were battered and smashed. Men like Max. The warrior Max. In the roar of an engine, he lost everything. And became a shell of a man, a burnt out, desolate man, a man haunted by the demons of his past, a man who wandered out into the wasteland. And it was here, in this blighted place, that he learned to live again..."
- The Narrator, Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior, Opening Monologue
What happens when the world economy collapses and supplies are hard to come by? Supplies aren't the only things hard to come by; basic survival becomes a chore. Everything is based on how you can move to live in this destroyed world.
The time is the near future. The place is a world turned to desert by a society that destroyed the land. Welcome to Used Future, a place where movement is life. Where people cling to survival while escaping the Marauders. Where people are most desperate, but also the most hopeful. Where alliances are held together by the thinnest sliver of trust. Where people are killed for just a drop of gasoline...
Used Future is an alternate universe panfandom desert punk game set loosely in the Mad Max Universe.
The links below hold all you need to know.
Rules | FAQ | Locations | Application | Reservations | Taken Characters | Wanted Characters | Mod Contact
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"My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted land. But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior. The man we called "Max".
To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel. And the desert sprouted great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel, they were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked. But nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. The cities exploded. A whirlwind of looting, a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on men.
On the roads it was a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge, brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in this maelstrom of decay, ordinary men were battered and smashed. Men like Max. The warrior Max. In the roar of an engine, he lost everything. And became a shell of a man, a burnt out, desolate man, a man haunted by the demons of his past, a man who wandered out into the wasteland. And it was here, in this blighted place, that he learned to live again..."
- The Narrator, Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior, Opening Monologue
What happens when the world economy collapses and supplies are hard to come by? Supplies aren't the only things hard to come by; basic survival becomes a chore. Everything is based on how you can move to live in this destroyed world.
The time is the near future. The place is a world turned to desert by a society that destroyed the land. Welcome to Used Future, a place where movement is life. Where people cling to survival while escaping the Marauders. Where people are most desperate, but also the most hopeful. Where alliances are held together by the thinnest sliver of trust. Where people are killed for just a drop of gasoline...
Used Future is an alternate universe panfandom desert punk game set loosely in the Mad Max Universe.
The links below hold all you need to know.
Rules | FAQ | Locations | Application | Reservations | Taken Characters | Wanted Characters | Mod Contact
"My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted land. But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior. The man we called "Max". To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel. And the desert sprouted great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel, they were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked. But nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. The cities exploded. A whirlwind of looting, a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on men. On the roads it was a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge, brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in this maelstrom of decay, ordinary men were battered and smashed. Men like Max. The warrior Max. In the roar of an engine, he lost everything. And became a shell of a man, a burnt out, desolate man, a man haunted by the demons of his past, a man who wandered out into the wasteland. And it was here, in this blighted place, that he learned to live again..." - The Narrator, Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior, Opening Monologue What happens when the world economy collapses and supplies are hard to come by? Supplies aren't the only things hard to come by; basic survival becomes a chore. Everything is based on how you can move to live in this destroyed world. The time is the near future. The place is a world turned to desert by a society that destroyed the land. Welcome to Used Future, a place where movement is life. Where people cling to survival while escaping the Marauders. Where people are most desperate, but also the most hopeful. Where alliances are held together by the thinnest sliver of trust. Where people are killed for just a drop of gasoline... Used Future is an alternate universe panfandom desert punk game set loosely in the Mad Max Universe. The links below hold all you need to know. http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/497.html">Rules | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/754.html">FAQ | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/2806.html">Locations | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/1018.html">Application | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/1593.html">Reservations | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/1416.html">Taken Characters | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/2026.html">Wanted Characters | http://community.livejournal.com/used_future/2189.html">Mod Contact |