Busty Barbarian Bimbos and the Sar-Chi Saracen

[Gorbaz]

(This is something that I hope to get started next week, alongside my other one. It's not really to be taken seriously)

In the time between when the oceans drank Atlantis, and the rise of the sons of Arius, it was a time of high adventure!

.. but this is a good couple of thousand years later.

The world of Dark Moon was once a verdant, fertile, and prosperous land. The men-folk toiled in the fields and protected the towns, and the world was as it should be. There were industries and commerce, high education and the arts. Mankind was at it's apogee. Then the Man-Kings rose to power. Using forbidden technology and foul magic, the Man-Kings leeched the very manliness from the air, water, and soil around them, gathering its power and hoarding it for themselves. The women-folk looked on in horror as their husbands, fathers, and sons, withered before their very eyes, their masculine bears thinning out to a peach fuzz, their muscles shrinking away to near uselessness, their vitatlity and enthusiasm in the bedroom completely exhausted.

The Man-Kings captured thousands of subjects to toil in their factories. They castrated hundreds, and pressed them into service as eunuch-soldiers for their incessant wars of pride and glory against each other. They thundered across the wasted in their Ford F150s and Dodge Rams with KC lights and lifted suspension kits bringing down wild game with guns, spears, and their own hands. Grimdark hive cities surrounded by parched, craggy badlands belch black smoke into the sky. Storm ravages seas crash dark waves against rocky shores. Foreboding mountain ranges quake with volcanic eruptions and landslides. Bones and broken weapons litter battlefields ancient and new between the borders of the Man-King realms. Dragons wheel in the sky, vomiting flame and lightning. Under the thumb of the Man-Kings, this is an age of gas, magic, and heavy metal. In the wilds it is a primitive struggle for survival, sorely deprived of the secrets of automotive repair, barbecue cuisine, and other manly arts.

In many ways, humanity is now a shadow of what it used to be. Continuous war, raved environments and premature ejaculation have taken their toll on the population. Only one in ten of children born is a man now, and only one in ten of those survive to an effeminate adulthood without falling prey to sickness, or the Man-Kings' press-gangs. In the Man-King's territories, women perform nearly all the labour, toiling in the factories and sweatshops. The fairest are taken away to serve in the pleasure palaces, temples, and trophy harems. But not all live under the shadow of the Man-Kings. In the icy mountains and deep jungles, small bands of free women live simple but desperate existances. These tribes rely on hunter-warrior women to bring food to the tables, and fend off ravenous dinosaurs, great apes and slavers.

On the other hand, with the typical male so thoroughly ineffectual, many women have found a tremendous degree of freedom to pursue their own goal in their own ways. In their small villages, women run their own affairs with nearly no interference. Even in the cramped hive-cities there is only so much influence a Man-King can exert through his emasculated henclings, and in the shadows of their authority a female-dominated economy and culture has emerged. Field hockey and fast-pitch softball have become the predominant sports. Underground universities propagate and refine the sacred science of cosmology.

Into this world of monsters, effeminate men, dinosaurs and quality shopping, you have been born. For reasons known on to yourselves, your BFFs, and anyone who reads your blogs, you have followed the astronomical signs to congregate in a large village - especially handy if you happen to be from there! Your goal? Whatever you want. But there is a group of raiders that ride through every now and then on their Black Shadows.

[[Brand_Name]]

We've stooped to new lows

[Gorbaz]

So, for those of you interested, I am in the process of translating a character sheet across from a pen and paper system to this. I will update the below with every update, so please keep an eye on it. There will be three stages to generating a well-endowed wild woman.

Step1 - Vital Statistics

There are four vital stats - no, not shoulders, bust, waist and hips. They are slap, legs, uhmm, and tits, and each have a ranking between 2 and 5. As you would expect, the lower the score, the worse it is. You get 13 points to distribute between them as you see fit, but remember that none can be below 2, and none over 5. 3 is average.
SLAP - Your physical strength and aggressiveness. A high slap indicates a well-toned body, powerful arms, and the ability to pop off metal bottlecaps without damaging your manicure.
LEGS - Your physical dexterity. High legs might not make you tall, but will mean you are better at manipulating small things, climbing, dancing, and shooting than other girls.
UHMM - Your smarts. Obviously, higher smarts means that you can out-think your opponents, strategise, and can work out the probability of getting a better deal without your fingers.
TITS - Not only how impressive your comeliness is, but also your general luck and ability to use Titiemancy magic. Also an indication of your self-comfort

Steps 2 and 3 coming soon. Ish.

[Gorbaz]

We've stooped to new lows

Ey now! It a bit of fun! But if a completely silly RP set in a world of tropes is not your thing, then that's fine

[MiscChaos]

This is silly, outrageous, odd, and nonsensical. I'm IN! A little silly fun here and there never hurt no one XD

[Phoenixcz]

I wonder how should I feel about the fact I know this game...

[berserkerhorn]

Do we have to be busty??

[Taria]

Taria will likely partake in the silliness

[VintageBass]

Sounds like a movie... probably something I won't watch normally, but the title just got to me and this sounds ridiculous to try out. Why not?

[[Brand_Name]]

We've stooped to new lows

Ey now! It a bit of fun! But if a completely silly RP set in a world of tropes is not your thing, then that's fine

Haha tis all in jest. Actually I look forward to reading this.

[Phoenixcz]

It's a real RPG named Busty Barbarian Bimbos...first post is pretty much copied from there

[Gorbaz]

It is indeed! I got the books sent to me, and thought it would be fun to translate it to here.

Today, I will finish off the char sheet

[Reaver]

Im going to make a heavy metal chick with an axe-guitar that she plays after she whacks people. IT Shall be Glorious!

[spriter1]

One would also like to hop on to the band wagon!

[Cookies]

I don't understand, but I want in.
Edit. I looked it up on the kickstarter page, which has a video that explains pretty decently. I'm flabbergastedly in love with this.

[daxtinator396]

Im in when i can.