HAPPY OPENING DAY, TRAMPS!! a few orders of business! in case you haven’t gotten around to it, go ahead and follow all of our lovely members here. slap an intro post on your blog and tag accordingly (tags here), and have fun!!!!
lovely lurkers, worry not! admin ro and i are working on batch two of our skeletons. if you have any interest, let us know! once we get the group going and get into a rhythm, we’d love to expand!
WOWOWOWOW MY HEART IS SO FULL SAYING THIS BUT !!! all of our apps have officially been selected and acceptances have been posted! nikki and i are so stoked about this cast of characters and cannot wait to open on tuesday?! it has truly been so surreal the amount of love and interest we got! truly so touched! cannot say it enough! we want to thank everyone for their interest and throwing their hat in!! it has meant the world and been so incredible to read all of ur apps! if u didn’t get in this first round, pls stay tuned as we intend on expanding into ocs, wcs, and other skeletons at some point within the group. to those of u who got accepted, we are thrilled to get to know u and ur charas! see ya in discord and on the dash tuesday ((;
GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN, VICTORIA KELLY (ryan destiny fc)
life on the road can be tough, but we’re glad you and yours made it to taos!
[RYAN DESTINY, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER] ever heard about [VICTORIA KELLY]? Out here on the road, they have a reputation of being [PRAGMATIC, ORGANIZED] but also [STUBBORN, ANXIOUS], no wonder they’re called [THE RUBBER EINSTEIN]. According to local legend, they’re [TWENTY-TWO] and when they pull up to camp not a soul can mistake the sound of [THAT GIRL - STEVIE WONDER] following them. Some say they carry [HER HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK, HER READING GLASSES, HER COLLECTION OF LEGOS] and have been traveling with [THE UNDESIRABLES]. [herman, 23, he/him, est]
biography
Victoria Kelly grew up in SoCal desert military town, with her dad being a marine veteran and her mom working as a kindergarten teacher. It became clear rather early on that little Vickie was more interested in STEM than barbie dolls. She wasn’t very talkative, but when she did speak…it was usually to ask a question about why things were the way they were. This combination of inquisition and application landed her in every honors program available from a very young age. Nobody said it out loud…but everyone in her hometown seemed to be rooting for her. Grown adults with dead end jobs, her peers, her parents. Everyone seemed to believe that if anybody deserved to make it out of the desert, it was Victoria.
She definitely acted like it. Victoria’s posh attitude and matter of fact way of speaking became her signature. As such…she had few true friends growing up. Admirers…academic rivals…plenty of those. But she usually ended up eating her lunch with her favorite teachers.
University marked a sizeable roadblock in Victoria’s life. She was a first generation college student, with high hopes of being the first person from the high desert to really make something of themselves. But those first two years presented so many challenges. Professors who spoke to her like she was only in school to find a husband. Roommates who didn’t respect her boundaries or study schedules. But most importantly…the structure of university was so different from what she’d come to love about academia. As someone who loved learning, and wanted to be knowledgable about as much as possible…there was no major that truly encompassed all of her interests. That didn’t bore her. She didn’t want to be one of those people who went to school and did nothing with her degree…but she didn’t want to dedicate herself to a specific branch and eventually burn out. The possibility of wasting her time or dissappointing her family plagued her just as much as the environment did. Her fear of the future made her studies jumble on the page. She began to lose the focus and interest in learning that had carried her through life.
When Victoria’s grades began to drop, she started to gauge her options. Going back home with her tail between her legs was absolutely not an option. There wasn’t much of a home for her to return to anyway. Her parents divorced the year she left for college. Pushing their “golden child” to greatness seemed to be the only thing holding them together. They lived on opposite sides of the country now. At the end of her sophomore year, after exams…she didn’t think. She just got in her car and started driving, holding back tears in her eyes. I guess she hasn’t really stopped. Somewhere along the way she exchanged the tears for connections. She exchanged the guilt for adventure. Victoria grew up a stickler for rules and expectations…but being on the road has taught her the value of keeping things open and free.
stats
Please distribute up to fifty points among the following stats! Click here for more detailed instructions on stats.
Athletics: -3
Burglary: -1
Contacts: 2
Crafts (Sewing, mending, basket making, weaving, etc. etc.): 0
Deceive: 0
Drive (like, actual driving ability): 1
Empathy: 1
Fight: -3
Investigate: 3
Lore (Kinda like knowledge): 3
Navigation: 3
Notice: 2
Physique: 1
Provoke: 0
Rapport: 1
Resourcefulness: 2
Stealth: -1
Will: 2
extras
I don’t really have anything SUPER snazzy because i don’t wanna hold up the app process. But here are some fun headcanons about Vic’s suitcase!
Even on the road, Victoria has kept to her necessity of being organized. She doesn’t travel with much, but her suitcase being stocked neatly is something that brings her joy every morning and every night.
She carries a week’s worth of outfits, most of which include her favorite pair of hand-me-down jeans (she was so excited to snatch them from her mom when she could finally fit them). Everything else in her wardrobe is constantly swapped out at any thrift store she happens to pass on the road. She loves men’s button-ups and any other clothes that make her tiny frame take up a bit more space. But overall she would describe her fashion sense as preppy feminist. One of the only classes in school that she remembers really being impressed by was her first Women and Gender Studies class, she loves the idea of defying gender expectations…that definitely shows up in the types of clothes she wears.
Her high school yearbook is stashed away, right next to her journal and whichever book she is currently reading. She loves being reflective and memories from her senior year of school really scratch that itch for her! It was the year she realized she likely owuldn’t see many of her classmates again…and the only year she actually made an effort to make friends. The socialization she encountered that year (dances, powderpuff games, movie nights) serve as the roadmap Victoria uses today to navigate meeting new people in the wild. Regardless of IQ level…she knows human connection is invaluable (even if she’d prefer otherwise). She learned that from those crazy desert babies.
The heaviest and most spacetaking feature of her suitcase is her growing collection of legos. The only toy that sparked joy for her in her childhood. She loved building grand things out of insignificant things. Countless science projects throughout her school experience relied on legos. She usually keeps a few in her pocket to fiddle with on long drives or social interactions she’d rather not be a part of.
GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN, FREDDY BURTON (david harbour fc)
life on the road can be tough, but we’re glad you and yours made it to taos!
basics
[DAVID HARBOUR, CISMALE, HE/HIM] ever heard about [FREDDY BURTON]? Out here on the road, they have a reputation of being [OBSERVANT & FOCUSED] but also [SECRETIVE & STUBBORN], no wonder they’re called [THE GUN BELT]. According to local legend, they’re [FORTY-SIX] and when they pull up to camp not a soul can mistake the sound of [BACHMAN-TURNER OVERDRIVE’S TAKIN’ CARE OF BUSINESS] following them. Some say they carry [AN OLD DOG TAG THAT STAYS AROUND HIS NECK, HIS COLLECTION OF PISTOLS, & A POLAROID OF A YOUNG GIRL AT HER COLLEGE GRADUATION] and have been traveling with [THE MILITANTS]. [sammy, twenty-four, she/her, pst]
biography
Freddy Burton has always been mediocre. He entered the world two years after his older brother, Elias and three years before his younger sister, Marie with not so much as a small whimper from the lack of warmth to his body. He was always the “easy” child in the Burton family. Marie always had a bit of a bratty streak, a result of her being the youngest and the only girl. Elias was his father’s favorite, something Richard Burton would always remind Freddy. Elias was, by all means, the better version of Freddy. He had straight A’s, always brought the prettiest girls home, and was an extremely gifted tennis player. Freddy coasted by with A’s and B’s, only brought one girl home (before subsequently dumping her because her love of milkshakes was dipping into his cigarette fund), and was never much of an athlete despite his large build.
Freddy always kept his head low, growing up. It was better to be undetected than detected. He strayed from the absolute nerdy weirdos and jocks, alike. He had a small group of friends and that was it. Thanks to that, he grew observant. It was almost like his own superpower and the reason for his parents divorce — running to his mother, Joanne, after spotting female clothing in his father’s car that most definitely did not belong to her or Marie.
After high school, Freddy didn’t have many options. He wasn’t smart enough for college, but he was a big guy who could follow orders and knew his way around a gun so he enlisted in the military. Freddy wasn’t a showstopper by any means, but he worked hard enough to not get the boot. The military was terrifying and Freddy learned that quick enough, but he wasn’t about to stick himself out of place. He just coasted by, like he always did.
Remember that chick Freddy dumped in high school? Get this, he married her! Sometime on leave during 1961, he ran into Peggy back home and they found comfort in each other one night. It was four months later that he got a letter from Peggy, detailing that she had found out she was pregnant. Freddy had no desire to contest his parentage and he wasn’t a deadbeat, so they had a quick shotgun wedding and sometime later, Jenny Burton was brought into the world. Freddy wasn’t there for her birth and didn’t meet her until she was six months old. He never quite enjoyed the idea of being a husband or a father, but when he laid eyes on Jenny for the first time, he thought that maybe having a family wouldn’t be too bad.
The older he got, the less reliable he was on the field, despite Freddy’s protests that he was just fine. Regardless, he was stationed in Texas and moved his family down there. It was nice, to play house momentarily while getting to work in operations still. That was, until the incident. He was doing his monthly training when he pulled a ligament in his knee. It wasn’t anything that wasn’t fixable, but Freddy was forty now and it put him out of his career for good. Everything that he had worked for was gone in an instant.
While he healed, Freddy tried to think of his next course of action which is when he turned to local law enforcement. He had the experience and they wouldn’t put him out for a bad knee when all he was doing was solving petty crimes, so it seemed to be perfect. Unfortunately, his home life wasn’t. Freddy had grown irritable after his injury and there was only so much Peggy could put up with before she filed for divorce. The only thing he was thankful for was that Jenny was eighteen now and heading off at university so there was no long winded custody battle.
Peggy kept the house and Freddy moved into a crappy condo close by. It was in that condo that Freddy lost himself along the way. He woke up, drank a beer, smoked a pack on the way to work, had a tuna sandwich, came home, drank a few more beers, smoked another pack of cigarettes, ate a TV dinner, had a shot of whiskey, and then passed out on his recliner to start it all over again. He did that for a few years until Jenny, now freshly graduated from college, was cleaning up all of the beer cans and loose ashes before telling him that he needed to figure out what he wanted to do and get his shit together because she wasn’t about to watch him drink himself to death.
She was right, and Jenny was the only person’s opinion that mattered to him. If she was disappointed in him, then he’d become disappointed in himself. There wasn’t anything left for him in Texas, so he sold the condo, packed up as much shit as he could, and hit the road. Not too bad for retirement.
stats
Please distribute up to fifty points among the following stats! Click here for more detailed instructions on stats.
Athletics - -2
Burglary - -1
Contacts - 2
Crafts (Sewing, mending, basket making, weaving, etc. etc.) - -3
HEAR, HEAR! admin nikki here coming in hot with a very exciting announcement... our sweet admin ro has been slaving away preparing for her cross-country move, but we are getting our ducks in a row and holding acceptances for our last two skeletons tonight!
and since that will mean a full roster... we are OFFICIALLY opening tuesday, january 10 at 6pm EST!
How do the pods work? Are characters driving around in the same car or following one car with another?
that's really up to player discretion! some may be sharing an RV, others might be having more of a caravan style of travel where they each have their own vehicles. the most important take away of the pods is that this is you and yours! all rubber tramps have heard of each other in one way or another, but you're up close and personal with your pod!
does this mean you’re not accepting anymore apps? 🥺
nope! we have two more apps to accept for our last two open skeletons, and as soon as all of those reserves are in, we will be accepting them. never fear though, we're already working on a second batch of skeletons to drop at a later date, so there's still a chance if you didn't snag one this round!
THINGS ARE REALLY COMING TOGETHER ROADIES!!! stoked to announce that we will be holding our next/final acceptances when the remainder of our reserves come in and from THERE we will be announcing an opening date! can’t wait!
Hi! How long has the SuperTramp been calling summits?
hi there! easy answer!!! since before the birth of christ! legend has it that didi was one of the three wiseman!!! KIDDING there's no specified amount of time it's been other than it has been a VERY VERY VERY long time. our resident supertramp has seen plenty of rubber tramps come and go. if anything, i would say that is up for didi's writer to decide. hope that helped!
do you have any extra fc suggestions for the rubber einstein?
we put our heads together and here's what we have! alisha boe, barbie ferreira, molly gordon, joy sunday, austin abrams, nick robinson, & jordan fisher!!
hello! are we allowed to play with the skeleton's backstory a little? like if it doesn't quite match the bio laid out would it take us out of the running?
you absolutely can!! we view the skeletons simply as a starting place and just the overall vibe/role the character plays in the bigger picture of the group, if that makes sense! backstory is 1000% up to the player and can be changed!
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