We're in a Desert Punk

We're In A Desert Punk is a Play By Post game started by User:Awesome Zombie 22 in the Forum Games section. It follows the misadventures of a group of adventurers in a desolate desert landscape, ravaged by Nuclear War and magical creatures.

Tropes:

 * Action Girl: Lindelle.


 * After the End: Just So.


 * Aggressive Negotiations: Sean and Slick are fond of these.


 * Apocalypse How: looking to be between types one and two, with added environmental destruction-y flavour.


 * Bow Ties Are Cool:Sean thinks so.


 * Chaotic Stupid: Spades Slick.


 * Everyone Calls Him "Barkeep": The Bartender, the Suit Man, and the Apocalypse Ninja.


 * I Like Swords: Lindelle and her sabre.


 * It Got Worse: The ragtag misfits managed to kill off a group of imperial soldiers... and then the Sand Worms came.


 * Kill It With Fire: Lindelle's primary method of attack.


 * Lethal Joke Character: Sean's ability to read inner monologues (and ONLY inner monologues) and Reginald the Rather Intelligent Gorilla's... Gorilla-ness.


 * Obfuscating Stupidity: Sean's apparent image as a thirsty knife-happy jock on 'roids conceals the kind of tactical mind that one needs to survive After the End.


 * Sharp Dressed Man: played with for Sean O'Brian and the Suit Man. They're dressed in the finest suits money could buy- now torn to shreds from surviving in an unforgiving desert.

"Lindelle: (after killing a sandworm) Anyone here hungry? This could satisfy an entire football team. I think it could use spice, though..."
 * Shout Out: Sean is fond of these.


 * The Magic Comes Back: After the nukes hit, magic started surfacing... (again?)


 * You All Meet in An Inn: The RP started in a rare functioning, non-obliterated bar in the middle of the desert. Oddly enough, this actually makes sense for the plot, as people would likely seek out a place with drinks and without mutated giant sandworms trying to consume their flesh.