IGN: moore12
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.: I played on many rp servers, so i know my stuff.
Why Us: Because your server looks pretty good and serious.
Time You Can Dedicate: 1-2 hours a day during the weekends, not that much during the rest of the week though
IC
Name: Buju Jones
Gender: Male
Age: 21
RP Example: I walk around the barren wastelands by the shadowy stones, i kill any animal i see and steal everything the have that is useful. I see a pack of wastelanders, i see them kill an innocent rouge wastelander, i grab my long range rifle and shoot thier leader, the group starts to freak out i shoot them one by one, then i grap all of their stuff and im off back to the shadows.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When i was a kid i lived with foster parents, they were kind and loyal, my real parents had to abandon me but we never lost contact of each other. I liked to farm an explore as a child, but i never went far. Most of the time i had to work, i worked every job my town had as an volunteer. I did a pretty good job at all of my jobs. I learned tp fight by being a town guard, I learned to farm by being a farmer, I learned to to dig and mine for being a coal miner, and i also learned how to easily cut down trees, even with my bare fists!
One day i went out exploring with the girl i liked and was going to ask out, but i fell in a deep hole, i didnt have my pickaxe or anything with me but a pearl i worked hard for so i couldent get out, my crush went to town to go get help. minutes later i started to hear screaming and shouting, i also heard the sound of stabbing and shooting, suddenly a pickaxe fell into s hole i was in, it was covered in blood. I already knew what was happening. My town got raided. I dug a hole in the hole and covered my self in so i wouldent get caught. After about 15 minutes the yelling stopped. I went up to the surface to find my crush laying in front of the hole i was in, covered in blood. I kissed her corpse (because she is that hot) and put my pearl in her pocket then went to town. It was littered in bodies. I went to go get the remaining resources my town had and went to explore the world. Its been years since that event happened and i am now an experienced adventurer who has fought many beasts and gained many stories to tell. For my name is Buju Jones.
Hopefully this will do! (got a question: What texturepack do we use?)
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IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: Adam looked around the decimated former town. It was hit hard last night
by a raiding party. "Mabye I should scavenge for goods." he said. Out of the corner of his
eye, he saw movement. Adam slung his rifle off his shoulder and took aim. It was a radroach,
but he shot it anyway. 'Atleast I can get some caps out of this' he thought. After collecting the
remains, Adam trudged carefully into the ruins of the still smoldering ruins of the town.
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
IGN:Coastav8or
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played in other servers for minecraft, and some others in RL,
Why Us: I love fallout,and minecraft, so this seemed like a no-brainer
Time You Can Dedicate: school is back, so only alot of time during weekends and some scattered throughout the week
IC
Name: Cain Brockman
Gender: Male
Age: 29
RP Example: The sand blows over the wasteland, it swirls through the air only to be deposited on another of the many dunes. Looking around him, Cain sees much of the same thing everywhere he looks, just an average day. It had been awhile since anything had really happened, otherwise it was just day to day exsistence, wake up, work out, eat, patrol around the shack, then sleep some more. It was a lonely exsistence, but it was a somewhat safer one. Standing up, he reaches for his rifle and brushes the majority of the sand off, not like you can get it all, he starts to walk towards his small home until he notices a small shadow not to far away from him. He starts towards it at a small jog. Coming up to it, he finds it to be a body. He turns the body over to discover it to be a young man. Lifting him up, he once again heads to his home. Arriving there, he lays the body down on the only bed and prepares some food, hoping to maybe get some answers once he awakens. After eating, he soon falls asleep as well. He soon wakes up t find the young man also awake, and eating some of the provisions he left out."Mornin." The young man."Good Morning to you too, you got a name?" The young man finishes chewing "Name's Trent, you?" Lifting his hand to shake "Cain, mind telling me what you were doing laying out there is the wastes?" Trent looks down at his food "I was moving when I was ambushed by some guys, guess they just wanted my stuff and left me for dead." "I guess so" Cain says. Finishing his meal, Trent sets down the plate and asks "It seems your pretty well off, care to lend me some gear so I can head out again?" "Maybe, what do you think you will need?" Trent, quickly,"A gun, for sure, and a little food is all I would need." Cain, looking around, "I have a small revolver and some ammo for it, you can have that with a few says worth of food." "Oh thank you sir, I hope I can pay you back one day." "Maybe, well, it was nice meeting you and I wish you the best of luck." Handing him the gun belt and pack, he opens the door. "Take care out there, ok?" Looking back "I will, thank you for everything." Trent walks off over the dunes, quickly lost from sight behind the swirling sand.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Cain Brockmen was raised in a small town as a ranch hand with his brother, George. Working most days herding Brahmin, he got the idea to make a quick buck, alone one day except for his brother with a couple dozen Brahmin, they were able to leave and sold them to another group of ranchers.
After this, George was bothered, he didn't like stealing the Brahmin from those who were once their friends, he told Cain so and there was soon a fight. They easily disarmed each other and were soon wrestling on the ground. Cain soon had the upper hand, being older, and brought a rock down on his brothers head, killing him. Cain was horrified by what he had done, and soon ran off from their camp leaving all his possessions behind. He was always much more humble after this, and always considered others above him. He went town to town normally staying drunk and was in very poor physical condition until coming across an NCR propaganda poster in a bar, he saw that poster as if it had a halo, with a beam of light shining down on it with a choir of angels in the background. He quickly signed up and was shipped off to training, believing that through this, he could redeem himself through service to a cause higher then himself. He hopes to be the best he can and give his all for the NCR. He constantly thinks of his brother, and knows that in the end, he will pay for his crimes. 'Till then though, hes going to spend the rest of it doing good.
IGN: Bourne223
Age: 17, turning 18 This January the 19th
Role-Play Exp.: Minecraft Middle Earth experience, RP serverin bf2, i've been Table-Top RPing D&D for about a year now + other tabletops, my friend is creating one and we're beta testing it...scenario based Airsofting...drama club...and now we're getting abstract XD
Why Us: I was actually not searching for a server to join, but i stumbled upon this thread. so i thought i might as well give it a shot seeing as i don't have anymore good RP chances lately. However i'm also a fan of the Fallout universe. Like many people my age, i'm really attracted to themes of Post-Apocalyptia, and i really enjoy RPGs in general.
Time You Can Dedicate: Well i'll be honest. i have a lot of commitments. i have AP courses (Lit and Calc B/C), Tennis, Robotics club, I'm one of the 2 ASB Tech Coordinators, and i have a girlfriend. However the time that i have leftover (about an hour a day, more on the weekends) i normally play minecraft. basically i can devote 9 hours a week to your server.
IC
Name: Kal
Gender: Male
Age: 42
RP Example:
*The moon rises, broken, over the top of the Hill as the stranger hides in the bushes*
Man 1: That man back there was du-umb!
Man 2: Yeah! "P-p-please sir, i'm so thirsty!" - BAM - we sure got 'im
Man 1: The Rusty Can's gonna be hoppin' tonight-and these caps a'int gonna spend themselves!
Man 2: You sure said it. Hey i gotta take a leak, stand guard.
Man 1: okay, but don't take too long. more than 3 shakes . . . ; ]
*As the second man goes into the bushes, he hears a rustle of leaves*
Man 2:(whispering) Hello? anyone there?
*Thunk*
...
Man 1: Hey? you comin' back?
Stranger: I don't think he will be.
*[Click, click-click] The slide of the 10mm pistol is the only sound heard as the stranger takes out his second and last victim, pocketing the caps for himself...*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Kal was a tinkerer back in the vaults. ever since he was 7 he was always tinkering around with what little electronics were available to him, or sneaking into the engineering levels to gaze, dumbfounded at the vast machines which kept the Vault alive. He has always been fascinated with technology. However kal was never very social. Keeping to himself he discovered a great number of things, but never had the chance to share them. Nowadays kal is a lonely man who prefers to work alone, unless the company of aditional members is neccesary to success.
After his entry into man-hood, Kal decided to leave the vault behind, and escape into the wastes to see the real world, and make great inventions. He wandered around from town to town, always having the miraculous luck of being the sole survivor of raider attacks, or being gone junk-hunting at just the right time as mortar strikes and artillery destroyed his latest village. However Kal is no stranger to fighting. His many years on his own in the Apocalyptic Chaos that is earth have taught him well, and he stands today as a formidable foe, if you ever have the misfortune to have to anger him."
Second Post:
"situation: currently I'm in the middle of a windstorm. My computer powerless, I am having to use my iPod to corespond. For this reason, I have edited the original post rather than copy paste it and edit from there as a new post.
Thank you for the tips, I hope my revision is suitable.
- Bourne "
I put these two posts together because i wasn't sure that any staff had seen that i edited my original aplication. so i'm reposting all of it so that my application can be re-read.
Hopefully this will do! (got a question: What texturepack do we use?)
OOC
IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: Adam looked around the decimated former town. It was hit hard last night
by a raiding party. "Mabye I should scavenge for goods." he said. Out of the corner of his
eye, he saw movement. Adam slung his rifle off his shoulder and took aim. It was a radroach,
but he shot it anyway. 'Atleast I can get some caps out of this' he thought. After collecting the
remains, Adam trudged carefully into the ruins of the still smoldering ruins of the town.
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
your rp example is more like a story not a roleplaying conversation
IGN: Wezo1994
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp: A few servers here and there
Why Us: You look dedicated to what you are making and c'mon FALLOUT?! <3
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as I can fit around my college and hobbies
IC
Name: LR
Gender: Male
Age: 37
RP Example: "I have survived this long by myself, I don't need somebody like you, I have roamed the wasteland for years alone, and never needed anybody, I have fought Ghouls, Looters & Bandits, however I must admit, it would be nice to have a companion. Yesterday I found myself talking to my gun, thats not normal, this place it makes you like this"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Born into what can only be described as hell, but hey, even hell has something going for it, i've been wandering these wastelands for aslong as I can remember, alone for so long, I've started to forget where I came from, Its scary not knowing where my next meal is going to come from or if the next town I roll into is overrun with ghouls or mutants or worse. Have we seen all the wasteland has to offer? Is there worse? there must be. With the radiation still high in certain area's it won't be long till something else comes along, something scarier than a super mutant behemoth and damn them things are scary!.
Raiders are becoming more common, I have seen atleast five towns completely ravaged and then burnt to the ground, I know where a few of them are camped out and have at some points, lied to gain a meal for the night, I always make sure to loot some of their ammunition supplies before leaving, I remembered a child hood memory yesterday, I was playing with a friend called Chris, we had made a frisbee out of an old can, it flew pretty well however the edges of it were sharp and we often cut our fingers, I think that is how my fingers have become so tough, I noticed they were tough when I was digging in the dirt and sliced my hand along the side of a buried, blunt blade, it didn't penetrate the skin, just left a light scratch as if I had scratched it with my fingernails (even though I don't have any!). I've done pretty well to survive so far, I've lived rough but kept healthy, I think I have managed to keep healthy from all of the running and climbing I do.
As I wander the wasteland I come across "settlements", I suppose you could call them small towns but all they really are are places for looters to hide and disease to spread, I think that is what is helping the ghouls stay alive, the disease's that people have been getting, I saw one guy who looked like he had a bloatfly in his stomach, it was rather disturbing. I know that if I don't find somewhere soon I am going to be killed, two nights ago I was attacked by three bandits, I was lucky none of them had any real weapon skill, and despite one of them having only one leg they were a problem, I have been keeping off of the roads due to that attack because I have been injured, my arm is torn to S*@T. Hope, I keep saying that word to myself, Hope, it sounds wrong when I say it out loud, as if it doesn't actually exist but what else is there if not hope?
Anyways, you wanted to know my backstory? lets just say, I don't want to look back at some of the things I have done, forward is the only way now, survival is key, death is the end and i'm not ready for that, so i'm going to suit up and carry on LIVING!
i do not know if you rp example is good enough just in case you may want to fix it
Anarchy, i'm pretty sure you were accepted. Unless it was only your faction app that was accepted?
ya, just the faction app, and you don't put your ign in that, so no way Im whitelisted. This suspense is toture, I have had nothing said about my app, I dont no if its good or bad.
IGN:Coastav8or
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played in other servers for minecraft, and some others in RL,
Why Us: I love fallout,and minecraft, so this seemed like a no-brainer
Time You Can Dedicate: school is back, so only alot of time during weekends and some scattered throughout the week
IC
Name: Cain Brockman
Gender: Male
Age: 29
RP Example: The sand blows over the wasteland, it swirls through the air only to be deposited on another of the many dunes. Looking around him, Cain sees much of the same thing everywhere he looks, just an average day. It had been awhile since anything had really happened, otherwise it was just day to day exsistence, wake up, work out, eat, patrol around the shack, then sleep some more. It was a lonely exsistence, but it was a somewhat safer one. Standing up, he reaches for his rifle and brushes the majority of the sand off, not like you can get it all, he starts to walk towards his small home until he notices a small shadow not to far away from him. He starts towards it at a small jog. Coming up to it, he finds it to be a body. He turns the body over to discover it to be a young man. Lifting him up, he once again heads to his home. Arriving there, he lays the body down on the only bed and prepares some food, hoping to maybe get some answers once he awakens. After eating, he soon falls asleep as well. He soon wakes up t find the young man also awake, and eating some of the provisions he left out."Mornin." The young man."Good Morning to you too, you got a name?" The young man finishes chewing "Name's Trent, you?" Lifting his hand to shake "Cain, mind telling me what you were doing laying out there is the wastes?" Trent looks down at his food "I was moving when I was ambushed by some guys, guess they just wanted my stuff and left me for dead." "I guess so" Cain says. Finishing his meal, Trent sets down the plate and asks "It seems your pretty well off, care to lend me some gear so I can head out again?" "Maybe, what do you think you will need?" Trent, quickly,"A gun, for sure, and a little food is all I would need." Cain, looking around, "I have a small revolver and some ammo for it, you can have that with a few says worth of food." "Oh thank you sir, I hope I can pay you back one day." "Maybe, well, it was nice meeting you and I wish you the best of luck." Handing him the gun belt and pack, he opens the door. "Take care out there, ok?" Looking back "I will, thank you for everything." Trent walks off over the dunes, quickly lost from sight behind the swirling sand.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Cain Brockmen was raised in a small town as a ranch hand with his brother, George. Working most days herding Brahmin, he got the idea to make a quick buck, alone one day except for his brother with a couple dozen Brahmin, they were able to leave and sold them to another group of ranchers.
After this, George was bothered, he didn't like stealing the Brahmin from those who were once their friends, he told Cain so and left, to make an "honest" living. Cain then went off from town to town just trying to make a living, always wishing for a more stable, or at least meaningful, exsistence. Until one day he saw a poster for the NCR in a bar at one of the towns he was stopping in. He saw the chance to make a somewhat steady income and keep doing what he loved, fighting and dealing with guns. He quickly signed up and waited to be sent off to where ever it was that they wanted him to go. There, he found George.
rp example is more like a story(good story though)and maybe add a little more to your backstory,i hope i helped
rp example is more like a story(good story though)and maybe add a little more to your backstory,i hope i helped
Thanks, you have helped, cause no one has actually said anything about it, so I had no idea if it was horribly wrong, and this is getting so many posts it was quickly lost back in the 90's
OOC
IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: *Adam walks towards 3 people*
person 1: "Hey, whoa! Where do you think your going?"
Adam: "I seriously don't have time for this."
*person 2 pulls out a switchblade* "Oh you will when we cut you open."
*Adam pulls out a shotgun from under his coat* "Do you really wanna go this way?"
Person 3: "okay, that's it!" *pulls out a 10mm pistol*
Adam: "Ha! Mines bigger!" *Adam shoots person 3, spraying body parts all over the other two*
*other two scream and run away*
*Adam trudges along a desert road into the distance, putting his shotgun back in his coat.*
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
It seems a good person has continued my skin making legacy.. thing...
So I'm guessing the server will not need my skins anymore seeing as someone is doing that again...
So if you need any skins talk to the new skin maker.
Forgot his name
I also won't be checking the forum as much for skin request or anything
Sorry I let you guys down.
OOC
IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: *Adam walks towards 3 people*
person 1: "Hey, whoa! Where do you think your going?"
Adam: "I seriously don't have time for this."
*person 2 pulls out a switchblade* "Oh you will when we cut you open."
*Adam pulls out a shotgun from under his coat* "Do you really wanna go this way?"
Person 3: "okay, that's it!" *pulls out a 10mm pistol*
Adam: "Ha! Mines bigger!" *Adam shoots person 3, spraying body parts all over the other two*
*other two scream and run away*
*Adam trudges along a desert road into the distance, putting his shotgun back in his coat.*
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
add a tad more to backstory didn't really see to much greatness but i think it can pass for the whitelisters and ncr ... i don't think there accepting but maybe wrong ,and there making the texture pack i believe
add a tad more to backstory didn't really see to much greatness but i think it can pass for the whitelisters and ncr ... i don't think there accepting but maybe wrong
Not everyone starts out great.....
But thanks for the advice anyways.
IGN: moore12
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.: I played on many rp servers, so i know my stuff.
Why Us: Because your server looks pretty good and serious.
Time You Can Dedicate: 1-2 hours a day during the weekends, not that much during the rest of the week though
IC
Name: Buju Jones
Gender: Male
Age: 21
RP Example: I walk around the barren wastelands by the shadowy stones, i kill any animal i see and steal everything the have that is useful. I see a pack of wastelanders, i see them kill an innocent rouge wastelander, i grab my long range rifle and shoot thier leader, the group starts to freak out i shoot them one by one, then i grap all of their stuff and im off back to the shadows.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When i was a kid i lived with foster parents, they were kind and loyal, my real parents had to abandon me but we never lost contact of each other. I liked to farm an explore as a child, but i never went far. Most of the time i had to work, i worked every job my town had as an volunteer. I did a pretty good job at all of my jobs. I learned tp fight by being a town guard, I learned to farm by being a farmer, I learned to to dig and mine for being a coal miner, and i also learned how to easily cut down trees, even with my bare fists!
One day i went out exploring with the girl i liked and was going to ask out, but i fell in a deep hole, i didnt have my pickaxe or anything with me but a pearl i worked hard for so i couldent get out, my crush went to town to go get help. minutes later i started to hear screaming and shouting, i also heard the sound of stabbing and shooting, suddenly a pickaxe fell into s hole i was in, it was covered in blood. I already knew what was happening. My town got raided. I dug a hole in the hole and covered my self in so i wouldent get caught. After about 15 minutes the yelling stopped. I went up to the surface to find my crush laying in front of the hole i was in, covered in blood. I kissed her corpse (because she is that hot) and put my pearl in her pocket then went to town. It was littered in bodies. I went to go get the remaining resources my town had and went to explore the world. Its been years since that event happened and i am now an experienced adventurer who has fought many beasts and gained many stories to tell. For my name is Buju Jones.
Is this better?
OOC
IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: Adam looked around the decimated former town. It was hit hard last night
by a raiding party. "Mabye I should scavenge for goods." he said. Out of the corner of his
eye, he saw movement. Adam slung his rifle off his shoulder and took aim. It was a radroach,
but he shot it anyway. 'Atleast I can get some caps out of this' he thought. After collecting the
remains, Adam trudged carefully into the ruins of the still smoldering ruins of the town.
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
K thanks, just wanted to know.
Thank you so much, this server looks so awesome, now I just need someone to finally say something about by actual app....
IGN:Coastav8or
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played in other servers for minecraft, and some others in RL,
Why Us: I love fallout,and minecraft, so this seemed like a no-brainer
Time You Can Dedicate: school is back, so only alot of time during weekends and some scattered throughout the week
IC
Name: Cain Brockman
Gender: Male
Age: 29
RP Example: The sand blows over the wasteland, it swirls through the air only to be deposited on another of the many dunes. Looking around him, Cain sees much of the same thing everywhere he looks, just an average day. It had been awhile since anything had really happened, otherwise it was just day to day exsistence, wake up, work out, eat, patrol around the shack, then sleep some more. It was a lonely exsistence, but it was a somewhat safer one. Standing up, he reaches for his rifle and brushes the majority of the sand off, not like you can get it all, he starts to walk towards his small home until he notices a small shadow not to far away from him. He starts towards it at a small jog. Coming up to it, he finds it to be a body. He turns the body over to discover it to be a young man. Lifting him up, he once again heads to his home. Arriving there, he lays the body down on the only bed and prepares some food, hoping to maybe get some answers once he awakens. After eating, he soon falls asleep as well. He soon wakes up t find the young man also awake, and eating some of the provisions he left out."Mornin." The young man."Good Morning to you too, you got a name?" The young man finishes chewing "Name's Trent, you?" Lifting his hand to shake "Cain, mind telling me what you were doing laying out there is the wastes?" Trent looks down at his food "I was moving when I was ambushed by some guys, guess they just wanted my stuff and left me for dead." "I guess so" Cain says. Finishing his meal, Trent sets down the plate and asks "It seems your pretty well off, care to lend me some gear so I can head out again?" "Maybe, what do you think you will need?" Trent, quickly,"A gun, for sure, and a little food is all I would need." Cain, looking around, "I have a small revolver and some ammo for it, you can have that with a few says worth of food." "Oh thank you sir, I hope I can pay you back one day." "Maybe, well, it was nice meeting you and I wish you the best of luck." Handing him the gun belt and pack, he opens the door. "Take care out there, ok?" Looking back "I will, thank you for everything." Trent walks off over the dunes, quickly lost from sight behind the swirling sand.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Cain Brockmen was raised in a small town as a ranch hand with his brother, George. Working most days herding Brahmin, he got the idea to make a quick buck, alone one day except for his brother with a couple dozen Brahmin, they were able to leave and sold them to another group of ranchers.
After this, George was bothered, he didn't like stealing the Brahmin from those who were once their friends, he told Cain so and there was soon a fight. They easily disarmed each other and were soon wrestling on the ground. Cain soon had the upper hand, being older, and brought a rock down on his brothers head, killing him. Cain was horrified by what he had done, and soon ran off from their camp leaving all his possessions behind. He was always much more humble after this, and always considered others above him. He went town to town normally staying drunk and was in very poor physical condition until coming across an NCR propaganda poster in a bar, he saw that poster as if it had a halo, with a beam of light shining down on it with a choir of angels in the background. He quickly signed up and was shipped off to training, believing that through this, he could redeem himself through service to a cause higher then himself. He hopes to be the best he can and give his all for the NCR. He constantly thinks of his brother, and knows that in the end, he will pay for his crimes. 'Till then though, hes going to spend the rest of it doing good.
"OOC
IGN: Bourne223
Age: 17, turning 18 This January the 19th
Role-Play Exp.: Minecraft Middle Earth experience, RP serverin bf2, i've been Table-Top RPing D&D for about a year now + other tabletops, my friend is creating one and we're beta testing it...scenario based Airsofting...drama club...and now we're getting abstract XD
Why Us: I was actually not searching for a server to join, but i stumbled upon this thread. so i thought i might as well give it a shot seeing as i don't have anymore good RP chances lately. However i'm also a fan of the Fallout universe. Like many people my age, i'm really attracted to themes of Post-Apocalyptia, and i really enjoy RPGs in general.
Time You Can Dedicate: Well i'll be honest. i have a lot of commitments. i have AP courses (Lit and Calc B/C), Tennis, Robotics club, I'm one of the 2 ASB Tech Coordinators, and i have a girlfriend. However the time that i have leftover (about an hour a day, more on the weekends) i normally play minecraft. basically i can devote 9 hours a week to your server.
IC
Name: Kal
Gender: Male
Age: 42
RP Example:
*The moon rises, broken, over the top of the Hill as the stranger hides in the bushes*
Man 1: That man back there was du-umb!
Man 2: Yeah! "P-p-please sir, i'm so thirsty!" - BAM - we sure got 'im
Man 1: The Rusty Can's gonna be hoppin' tonight-and these caps a'int gonna spend themselves!
Man 2: You sure said it. Hey i gotta take a leak, stand guard.
Man 1: okay, but don't take too long. more than 3 shakes . . . ; ]
*As the second man goes into the bushes, he hears a rustle of leaves*
Man 2:(whispering) Hello? anyone there?
*Thunk*
...
Man 1: Hey? you comin' back?
Stranger: I don't think he will be.
*[Click, click-click] The slide of the 10mm pistol is the only sound heard as the stranger takes out his second and last victim, pocketing the caps for himself...*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Kal was a tinkerer back in the vaults. ever since he was 7 he was always tinkering around with what little electronics were available to him, or sneaking into the engineering levels to gaze, dumbfounded at the vast machines which kept the Vault alive. He has always been fascinated with technology. However kal was never very social. Keeping to himself he discovered a great number of things, but never had the chance to share them. Nowadays kal is a lonely man who prefers to work alone, unless the company of aditional members is neccesary to success.
After his entry into man-hood, Kal decided to leave the vault behind, and escape into the wastes to see the real world, and make great inventions. He wandered around from town to town, always having the miraculous luck of being the sole survivor of raider attacks, or being gone junk-hunting at just the right time as mortar strikes and artillery destroyed his latest village. However Kal is no stranger to fighting. His many years on his own in the Apocalyptic Chaos that is earth have taught him well, and he stands today as a formidable foe, if you ever have the misfortune to have to anger him."
Second Post:
"situation: currently I'm in the middle of a windstorm. My computer powerless, I am having to use my iPod to corespond. For this reason, I have edited the original post rather than copy paste it and edit from there as a new post.
Thank you for the tips, I hope my revision is suitable.
- Bourne "
I put these two posts together because i wasn't sure that any staff had seen that i edited my original aplication. so i'm reposting all of it so that my application can be re-read.
your rp example is more like a story not a roleplaying conversation
i do not know if you rp example is good enough just in case you may want to fix it
ya, just the faction app, and you don't put your ign in that, so no way Im whitelisted. This suspense is toture, I have had nothing said about my app, I dont no if its good or bad.
rp example is more like a story(good story though)and maybe add a little more to your backstory,i hope i helped
Thanks, you have helped, cause no one has actually said anything about it, so I had no idea if it was horribly wrong, and this is getting so many posts it was quickly lost back in the 90's
OOC
IGN: Stoppsy97
Age: 15
Role-play EXP: I've played a couple RP servers
Why us?: Fallout is my favorite game. Second is Minecraft and together with awesome
RP and what seems a friendly staff, how can I refuse?
Time you can dedicate?: as much as possible
IC
Name: Adam Deralis
Age: 31
RP example: *Adam walks towards 3 people*
person 1: "Hey, whoa! Where do you think your going?"
Adam: "I seriously don't have time for this."
*person 2 pulls out a switchblade* "Oh you will when we cut you open."
*Adam pulls out a shotgun from under his coat* "Do you really wanna go this way?"
Person 3: "okay, that's it!" *pulls out a 10mm pistol*
Adam: "Ha! Mines bigger!" *Adam shoots person 3, spraying body parts all over the other two*
*other two scream and run away*
*Adam trudges along a desert road into the distance, putting his shotgun back in his coat.*
Backstory: Adam grew up in Southern Utah and lived with his family, surviving of what little they could find, until raiders came and killed his parents. Adam was enslaved with other kids at age 9 and was sold to a friendly wastelander who was actually trying to free slaves.
At the age of 19, Adam started a caravan company until feral ghouls attacked and killed his Brahmin, left Adam to die and let greedy Wasters pillage his stuff. He woke up days later, within a Brotherhood Outpost. He remained there until he was healed. He never forgot them.
At age 30 Adam traveled to the Mojave Desert, after hearing it was in conflict, to scavenge goods while the factions there were fighting each other. He met an NCR officer named PVT 1st class Nathaniel Hantern, whom he befriended. Adam then learnt to trust the NCR and sent an application to fight for their cause (see below). Adam was captured by resisting forces of the NCR and tortured him to reveal their secrets. He refused to until NCR found the small camp and decimated the opposing forces there. The then SGT. Hantern rescued Adam and the other prisoners.
Till this very day, Adam still lives out in the wastes,not knowing what could be down the lonely road of his future. At some point he will have allies, but most importantly, he will have enemies. What lies for him? No one knows....
NCR Application
IC
Full Name: Adam Deralis
Specialization (Scientist, Soldier, Farmer, etc.): Soldier
Will You Be Dedicated:I will be dedicated
Why The NCR: The NCR is the only faction I trust.
Will You Respect Your Fellow Officers and Soldiers: I will treat them as if they are my brothers/sisters
Will You Fight Until The End: I will fight to my last breath trying to regain control of the Mojave for the NCR!
So I'm guessing the server will not need my skins anymore seeing as someone is doing that again...
So if you need any skins talk to the new skin maker.
Forgot his name
I also won't be checking the forum as much for skin request or anything
Sorry I let you guys down.
fatadd a tad more to backstory didn't really see to much greatness but i think it can pass for the whitelisters and ncr ... i don't think there accepting but maybe wrong ,and there making the texture pack i believe
if there was they were lost we have had alot of posts coming in
Not everyone starts out great.....
But thanks for the advice anyways.