IGN:Senior_Pablo
Character Name:Mark
Age:18
RP example: I don't know what you mean by example but I stay in Character at all times. I played Fallout 3 and New Vegas.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Mark was raised in the post-apocyliptic world as a traders son,but he knew the trader was not his real father, judging by the way he always treated him. Mark was always fascinated by the NCR and how they would keep order and patrol he streets. He learned how to use a gun at a young age and used it to protect himself. One day His fathers caravan was ambushed by a group of veterans from Caesars Legion,Mark fought hard but his father was killed and he was taken as a slave. Halfway through his trip back to Caesars Hill, The Legion was attacked by a group of NCR Soldiers and Mark was saved. He waited 4 more years until he became of age and joined the NCR so that he could serve his life to the group that saved it. And that's where my adventure begins.
Sorry I revised the App. I couldn't make sense of some of the things in it and still included all Info needed.
I hope I get accepted because I love fallout! :tongue.gif:
OOC
IGN:N2KTachko
Age:14
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? no but i can get it
Have you voted for us? no but if i enjoy your server then i will in a heartbeat
Did you read ALL the rules? yes
IC:
Name:Xaiver Wesson
Age:18
RP example:when he woke up he heard gunshots out side his home when he went to the door he heard to men talking.
Man 1-boss wants us to find a man to do heavy lifting for him in the mojave.
Man 2- ok then lets go house to house till we find the right guy.
But this i very odd to him because why would people come to DC to find a slave for a man in the Mojave?
Man 1- lets start here.
when he realized what was happening he reached for his pistol but before he could the two men and his door down holding large energy weapons.
Man 2-GET DOWN NOW!!!
Man 1-wow this one is perfect...
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):I was born around DC some time after the war, but exactly when i am unsure. My parents died when i was 10 but that didn't affect me much because i barley saw them anyways. when i was young i always had to live of the land, when my parents where alive all the wanted was med-X, which meant i had to fend for my self, some days i didn't even come home i just found a nice place to sleep. when i was 12 i found a 10mm pistol and some ammo, and i started training for days strait until i could hit a bottle's cap off at 50 yards. when I was 18 I was staying in this house in some little town when I was woken up by 2 men who kidnapped me and sold me as a slave in a place called the Mojave.
I worked as a slave for almost 3 years then I escaped using only a shovel and the 10mm handgun of the guard i killed first. thanks to my childhood i'm prepared for living off the land so i have been running around hiding from the legion ever sense.
OOC
IGN: Mardam
Age:
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? I have it
Have you voted for us? will if i like the sever
Did you read ALL the rules? Yep
IC:
Name: Adam Mardam
Age: 18
RP example: not sure what you mean?
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): not good at storys.
OOC
IGN:N2KTachko
Age:14
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? no but i can get it
Have you voted for us? no but if i enjoy your server then i will in a heartbeat
Did you read ALL the rules? yes
IC:
Name:Xaiver Wesson
Age:18
RP example:when he woke up he heard gunshots out side his home when he went to the door he heard to men talking.
Man 1-boss wants us to find a man to do heavy lifting for him in the mojave.
Man 2- ok then lets go house to house till we find the right guy.
But this i very odd to him because why would people come to DC to find a slave for a man in the Mojave?
Man 1- lets start here.
when he realized what was happening he reached for his pistol but before he could the two men and his door down holding large energy weapons.
Man 2-GET DOWN NOW!!!
Man 1-wow this one is perfect...
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):I was born around DC some time after the war, but exactly when i am unsure. My parents died when i was 10 but that didn't affect me much because i barley saw them anyways. when i was young i always had to live of the land, when my parents where alive all the wanted was med-X, which meant i had to fend for my self, some days i didn't even come home i just found a nice place to sleep. when i was 12 i found a 10mm pistol and some ammo, and i started training for days strait until i could hit a bottle's cap off at 50 yards. when I was 18 I was staying in this house in some little town when I was woken up by 2 men who kidnapped me and sold me as a slave in a place called the Mojave.
I worked as a slave for almost 3 years then I escaped using only a shovel and the 10mm handgun of the guard i killed first. thanks to my childhood i'm prepared for living off the land so i have been running around hiding from the legion ever sense.
IGN:Senior_Pablo
Character Name:Mark
Age:18
RP example: I don't know what you mean by example but I stay in Character at all times. I played Fallout 3 and New Vegas.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Mark was raised in the post-apocyliptic world as a traders son,but he knew the trader was not his real father, judging by the way he always treated him. Mark was always fascinated by the NCR and how they would keep order and patrol he streets. He learned how to use a gun at a young age and used it to protect himself. One day His fathers caravan was ambushed by a group of veterans from Caesars Legion,Mark fought hard but his father was killed and he was taken as a slave. Halfway through his trip back to Caesars Hill, The Legion was attacked by a group of NCR Soldiers and Mark was saved. He waited 4 more years until he became of age and joined the NCR so that he could serve his life to the group that saved it. And that's where my adventure begins.
Sorry I revised the App. I couldn't make sense of some of the things in it and still included all Info needed.
I hope I get accepted because I love fallout! :tongue.gif:
OOC
IGN:Jdude42
Age:14
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it?no,probaly not
Have you voted for us?Not yet
Did you read ALL the rules? yes
IC:
Name:Adam Streff
Age:19
RP example: Adam:"Where can they be it's been an hour since they left?"
Jhonny:"Can't tell you but what I do know is that there probaly in some sort of trouble."
Adam: *Adam Sighs*"Well your probaly right, imma go look for 'em...you wanna tag along?"
Jhonny:"Sorry Adam but last I reckoned it wasn't my job to babysit them."
Adam:"Well then suit yourself, imma go look for them...wherever they are..."
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Adam was just a kid when tension between the NCR and ceasers legion erupted. Even though he was too young to understand them, he seemed to like the NCR far better than the legion. Throughout the years Adam became more fond of the NCR until the night that changed his life. He woke up one morning and went to scavange for food, when he returned he looked upon the corpses of his parents bodies. He wondered who or what had killed them and then he saw behind a rock of what was to be a uniform of an NCR trooper. Adam was sure it was NCR so he was a bit confused at first but then he came to his senses. He chased down the trooper and when he thought he caught him he saw a small squad. He knew if he did anything it was his life next so he backed down. But Adam was clever and remembered the face of the NCR soldier. He vows to kill that trooper and won't rest until he does. He continued living through freeside as usual until this day. (sorry it was so long I got into it)
OOC
IGN: Mr_Red_Rum
Age: 21
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? Yes, I do have it
Have you voted for us? Yes
Did you read ALL the rules? I dunno how to put a diamond, but yea
IC:
Name: Red
Age: 23
RP example: Red stood on the hill. Three boys, all younger then 18, walked towards his home. They had raider's gear. He couldn't just let them come, he might be killed. Red pulled out his revolver, pointed it towards the boys, and fired.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Red had lived in the vault. His father was an engineer and his mother was a scientist. Red then learned how to use computers, circuit boards, and wires and transmitters. At the age of 16, he then learned how to fire a gun, something that was neglected upon in the vault. He was 21 when the vault opened, and he breathed his first breath of air. His parents died upon contact of real-world-air and light. He then got a pipboy from his father, since Red would never want one, and his father gave it to him in his last breath.
OOC
IGN: Mr_Red_Rum
Age: 21
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? Yes, I do have it
Have you voted for us? Yes
Did you read ALL the rules? I dunno how to put a diamond, but yea
IC:
Name: Red
Age: 23
RP example: Red stood on the hill. Three boys, all younger then 18, walked towards his home. They had raider's gear. He couldn't just let them come, he might be killed. Red pulled out his revolver, pointed it towards the boys, and fired.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Red had lived in the vault. His father was an engineer and his mother was a scientist. Red then learned how to use computers, circuit boards, and wires and transmitters. At the age of 16, he then learned how to fire a gun, something that was neglected upon in the vault. He was 21 when the vault opened, and he breathed his first breath of air. His parents died upon contact of real-world-air and light. He then got a pipboy from his father, since Red would never want one, and his father gave it to him in his last breath.
Why do people not read the last page of threads they post in?
OOC:
IGN: Diebre
Age: 17
Why do you want to play on this server?: I love Fallout, and also enjoy role playing
Did you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Character Name: Mike Asura
Character age: 28
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people):
I entered the old gas station. I was looking for somebody. I was in my old duster holding my laser rifle. I walked to the man at the front desk. "Where’s Rusty Higraw?" I asked. The chairman pointed at one of the gamblers. I nodded and handed him a cap. I walked over there to Rusty, and shouted across the crowded casino, "Hey Rusty, you ready to die?" he had his back to me but I gave him time to draw for his, 44 Mag. He shot, missed but was very close, he shot again, and again. He missed the second one but grazed my shoulder on the third. I had been walking towards him during this, so I could get a good shot. And I got to where I wanted, pulled the trigger on the rifle, turning Rusty to dust I went over grabbed, his key and his caps, and walked out of the casino. "Rusty you just made me 5000 caps!" I said to myself, while walking out of the sheriff’s office.
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs):
Mike was born in the wastes, he had been born and raised to a strict adoptive father, who farmed and herded.. He was a big outfit, but very strict and harsh. Uncle Steve always told him about San Francisco. He was a body guard to the Crimson Caravan, and often told stories of there being amazing buildings, and life full of riches and pleasure. I always wanted to go, but dad wanted me to stay on the farm.
When Mike was thirteen or fourteen, his father got sick and died. I went to San Francisco with a bunch of settlers from the area that had no purpose here. When we got there, Mike saw the most beautiful structures he could imagine. While in San Francisco, I searched for Steve at the Crimson's post in San Francisco. He was gone they all said. His Caravan was raided and everyone was killed. They trained him the art of caravans and he became a guard until he was 25. Now, he is looking for something new to do.
OOC IGN: colemertz Age: 26 Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? I got it. Have you voted for us? Yea Did you read ALL the rules? Yea
IC: Name: Lance Mertz Age: 25 RP example:(Ghost is walking down the highway 95 to new vegas when he encounters a woman laying down) Woman: Trade a few caps for some jet? Ghost: Im not one for cow **** ma'am Raider 1: She didn't ask you if you wanted it or not skull face Raider 2: You either buy it, or we'll blow your brains out pretty boy Ghost: I'll give you to the count of three to get out or the way.... Raider 2: Too late *****! (pulls out pistol) Narrator: Ghost grabs pistol, pulls the raider into a hold and fires all 6 rounds of the raider's .357 into the stomach and into the Second one. Ghost: Three ( shoots woman in the head and keeps walking) Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Lance was born in 2267 to a a lone mother serving as a a Guard in shady sands at the capital, not the glorious jobs, but it payed the bills. in 2271 Lance's mom was sent out east as a replacement for the scouts in the Mojave, of course, lance had to come, only at the age of 4, he had to walk the long 15. Lance always admired the soldiers, walking past with their big rifles and camouflage uniforms, and promised himself at the age of 9, that someday he would join these soldiers of war. That was a year before his mother died, at the First battle of hoover damn. He was sent back to a newly wed couple, wanting to adopt.
Lance and his new found parents lived some-what happily on their brahmin ranch. Lance was a keen eye and always tried to pick off mole rats with his worn down 22., he usually hit. But when Lance was only 16, their farmstead was raided and his step-mom was burned with the house. His step-dad had lost his will to live after his wife died and turned into a drunk. Lance had no desire to live with him anymore so he set back to shady sands to salve what he could from his family house... He didn't find much, just 3 stim-packs and his mom's old rifle from her service, but her saw something, he saw a balaclava with a skull on it, he somehow felt attached to it, how it hid his past of shame. So from that day forward Lance, now referred to as ghost now wanders from town to town, looking for a criminal or legion legate needing 'enlightenment'. But one day... he will wonder far too south into a whole different war...
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Posts:
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Minecraft:
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Member Details
OOC IGN:puga29 Age:11 Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it?No and Maybe when im Older Have you voted for us?Yes Did you read ALL the rules?Yes
IC: Name:Roy Baker Age:21 RP example:(My skin is an Army Guy by the way)Im in a Military Jeep Driving down the road.I find an old abandoned house i look inside and see a stray dog.It looked starved and it seemed like its owners are dead because i saw a dead carcuss on the floor.So i took the dog and gave it a cooked steak it seemed a bit happier so we kept driving.END Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Roy was born in a vault.His father was a baker that sold and ate bread his mother was a farmer,the main food supply she and his father depended on. Sadly his mother died of a midnight raider attack.So then by that time Roy was 10 he just learned how to shoot a rifle.One Night when he was 18 his father was attacked by raiders,the same raiders that killed his mother.Roy wanted revenge so he shot 1 raider in the leg,the other in the stomach.The one shot in the stomach died the one shot in the leg was begging Roy not to kill him,But he did.At age 21 Roy joined the Army.This army was meant to protect others from infected but it became infested with them,Luckily Roy Survived.He went back to his vault,But found it raided so he swore to get revenge.But there is one question,"Where is my Father" Roy Said.END
OOC IGN: EpicDoopliss Age: 17 Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? Sadly, no I do not have it and will not get it. Have you voted for us? I will vote for you only when I get on the server. I'm not voting for a server until I actually get to play on it. Did you read ALL the rules? Yes, I've read all the rules!
IC: IC? What does IC mean? I'm sorry, This is my first time filling out a whitelist application. I usually shun whitelisted servers. Name: Jacker Smath Age: This is the age of my character, I'm guessing. 17, just like my real age. RP example: I walked into the cold, dark room, and looked around. It took awhile for my eyes to adjust to the light. Once they did, though, I spotted something on the floor. Some sort of lever, with some blood on it too. Will at the blood there, I should of known not to pull it, but I did. I pulled it and the room around me started to break apart, pits opened up and mutants fell from holes nearby. I ran faster then a bullet out of the room! Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Jacker Smath was your normal Vault Dweller. Lived in a Vault all his life. He was born in one, raised in one, taught it one, all of that. But then one day his Vault was raided. The savages who raided him busted through the walls one day with drills and pick-axes via an old hole in the wall noone had thought was needed to be repaired. When the raiders got in, the whole Vault was asleep. They pillaged and killed everyone, but Jacker, who was awake as he was reading a good book, heard them. He heard their voices through their gas masks and the gunfire from their pistols. So he did the only thing he could do. He picked up his book, and walked out of the room. He was really good at sneaking, so he remained undetected by the raiders. Until he was at his best friend's, Tatter Brath, room. He looked through the window to see his friend being tortured by those savages, by those monsters of men. He flung open the door and bashed one of the raiders in the back of his head with his book, and quickly took his pistol, to come back up and shoot the other raider. But, sadly, Tatter was already dead. A knife in his throat, and his arm on the floor. Jacker started to become frightened. The raiders were alerted of his presence most likely! Jacker hurried to the Vault exit, and quickly got out. He ran across the wastes mindlessly and lost for hours! He fought against ghouls and feral dogs, confused and lost. He wandered and wandered, until he found himself in Northern Arizona. Or atleast what was left of it. (I read the timeline, but I have no idea how to tie my story in with it. I have no idea what is currently happening on the server, so I'll just leave it as I wandered out far enough to Arizona, surviving the nights on dog meat.)
BoS Application
Character Name : Paladin Lake
Character age :21
OOC
Why are you joininh the BoS:I love the BoS because they are very Smart and strong So it would be awesome
What rank would you like to be : Paladin
Character Name :Paladin Lake
Character age : 21
Why is your character joining the BoS : Because I am a person that uses Energy weapons and is Smart
what is your character good at : Killing people
How would you Benefit the BoS :Im a very touch person and can get things done and kill anything
Short Back Story of character : I was a NCR but they did not want me so they kicked me out I hate the NCr now and want to kill them all
but there are too many So I joined the BoS to get revenge on the NCR.
Character Name:Mark
Age:18
RP example: I don't know what you mean by example but I stay in Character at all times. I played Fallout 3 and New Vegas.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Mark was raised in the post-apocyliptic world as a traders son,but he knew the trader was not his real father, judging by the way he always treated him. Mark was always fascinated by the NCR and how they would keep order and patrol he streets. He learned how to use a gun at a young age and used it to protect himself. One day His fathers caravan was ambushed by a group of veterans from Caesars Legion,Mark fought hard but his father was killed and he was taken as a slave. Halfway through his trip back to Caesars Hill, The Legion was attacked by a group of NCR Soldiers and Mark was saved. He waited 4 more years until he became of age and joined the NCR so that he could serve his life to the group that saved it. And that's where my adventure begins.
Sorry I revised the App. I couldn't make sense of some of the things in it and still included all Info needed.
I hope I get accepted because I love fallout! :tongue.gif:
IGN:N2KTachko
Age:14
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? no but i can get it
Have you voted for us? no but if i enjoy your server then i will in a heartbeat
Did you read ALL the rules? yes
IC:
Name:Xaiver Wesson
Age:18
RP example:when he woke up he heard gunshots out side his home when he went to the door he heard to men talking.
Man 1-boss wants us to find a man to do heavy lifting for him in the mojave.
Man 2- ok then lets go house to house till we find the right guy.
But this i very odd to him because why would people come to DC to find a slave for a man in the Mojave?
Man 1- lets start here.
when he realized what was happening he reached for his pistol but before he could the two men and his door down holding large energy weapons.
Man 2-GET DOWN NOW!!!
Man 1-wow this one is perfect...
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):I was born around DC some time after the war, but exactly when i am unsure. My parents died when i was 10 but that didn't affect me much because i barley saw them anyways. when i was young i always had to live of the land, when my parents where alive all the wanted was med-X, which meant i had to fend for my self, some days i didn't even come home i just found a nice place to sleep. when i was 12 i found a 10mm pistol and some ammo, and i started training for days strait until i could hit a bottle's cap off at 50 yards. when I was 18 I was staying in this house in some little town when I was woken up by 2 men who kidnapped me and sold me as a slave in a place called the Mojave.
I worked as a slave for almost 3 years then I escaped using only a shovel and the 10mm handgun of the guard i killed first. thanks to my childhood i'm prepared for living off the land so i have been running around hiding from the legion ever sense.
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THIS ****ING SERVER IS DEAD
THE.
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Delta Echo Alpha Delta.
IGN:Jdude42
Age:14
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it?no,probaly not
Have you voted for us?Not yet
Did you read ALL the rules? yes
IC:
Name:Adam Streff
Age:19
RP example: Adam:"Where can they be it's been an hour since they left?"
Jhonny:"Can't tell you but what I do know is that there probaly in some sort of trouble."
Adam: *Adam Sighs*"Well your probaly right, imma go look for 'em...you wanna tag along?"
Jhonny:"Sorry Adam but last I reckoned it wasn't my job to babysit them."
Adam:"Well then suit yourself, imma go look for them...wherever they are..."
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Adam was just a kid when tension between the NCR and ceasers legion erupted. Even though he was too young to understand them, he seemed to like the NCR far better than the legion. Throughout the years Adam became more fond of the NCR until the night that changed his life. He woke up one morning and went to scavange for food, when he returned he looked upon the corpses of his parents bodies. He wondered who or what had killed them and then he saw behind a rock of what was to be a uniform of an NCR trooper. Adam was sure it was NCR so he was a bit confused at first but then he came to his senses. He chased down the trooper and when he thought he caught him he saw a small squad. He knew if he did anything it was his life next so he backed down. But Adam was clever and remembered the face of the NCR soldier. He vows to kill that trooper and won't rest until he does. He continued living through freeside as usual until this day. (sorry it was so long I got into it)
IGN: Mr_Red_Rum
Age: 21
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? Yes, I do have it
Have you voted for us? Yes
Did you read ALL the rules? I dunno how to put a diamond, but yea
IC:
Name: Red
Age: 23
RP example: Red stood on the hill. Three boys, all younger then 18, walked towards his home. They had raider's gear. He couldn't just let them come, he might be killed. Red pulled out his revolver, pointed it towards the boys, and fired.
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Red had lived in the vault. His father was an engineer and his mother was a scientist. Red then learned how to use computers, circuit boards, and wires and transmitters. At the age of 16, he then learned how to fire a gun, something that was neglected upon in the vault. He was 21 when the vault opened, and he breathed his first breath of air. His parents died upon contact of real-world-air and light. He then got a pipboy from his father, since Red would never want one, and his father gave it to him in his last breath.
Why do people not read the last page of threads they post in?
IGN: Diebre
Age: 17
Why do you want to play on this server?: I love Fallout, and also enjoy role playing
Did you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Character Name: Mike Asura
Character age: 28
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people):
I entered the old gas station. I was looking for somebody. I was in my old duster holding my laser rifle. I walked to the man at the front desk. "Where’s Rusty Higraw?" I asked. The chairman pointed at one of the gamblers. I nodded and handed him a cap. I walked over there to Rusty, and shouted across the crowded casino, "Hey Rusty, you ready to die?" he had his back to me but I gave him time to draw for his, 44 Mag. He shot, missed but was very close, he shot again, and again. He missed the second one but grazed my shoulder on the third. I had been walking towards him during this, so I could get a good shot. And I got to where I wanted, pulled the trigger on the rifle, turning Rusty to dust I went over grabbed, his key and his caps, and walked out of the casino. "Rusty you just made me 5000 caps!" I said to myself, while walking out of the sheriff’s office.
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs):
Mike was born in the wastes, he had been born and raised to a strict adoptive father, who farmed and herded.. He was a big outfit, but very strict and harsh. Uncle Steve always told him about San Francisco. He was a body guard to the Crimson Caravan, and often told stories of there being amazing buildings, and life full of riches and pleasure. I always wanted to go, but dad wanted me to stay on the farm.
When Mike was thirteen or fourteen, his father got sick and died. I went to San Francisco with a bunch of settlers from the area that had no purpose here. When we got there, Mike saw the most beautiful structures he could imagine. While in San Francisco, I searched for Steve at the Crimson's post in San Francisco. He was gone they all said. His Caravan was raided and everyone was killed. They trained him the art of caravans and he became a guard until he was 25. Now, he is looking for something new to do.
IGN: colemertz
Age: 26
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? I got it.
Have you voted for us? Yea
Did you read ALL the rules? Yea
IC:
Name: Lance Mertz
Age: 25
RP example:(Ghost is walking down the highway 95 to new vegas when he encounters a woman laying down)
Woman: Trade a few caps for some jet?
Ghost: Im not one for cow **** ma'am
Raider 1: She didn't ask you if you wanted it or not skull face
Raider 2: You either buy it, or we'll blow your brains out pretty boy
Ghost: I'll give you to the count of three to get out or the way....
Raider 2: Too late *****! (pulls out pistol)
Narrator: Ghost grabs pistol, pulls the raider into a hold and fires all 6 rounds of the raider's .357 into the stomach and into the Second one.
Ghost: Three ( shoots woman in the head and keeps walking)
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Lance was born in 2267 to a a lone mother serving as a a Guard in shady sands at the capital, not the glorious jobs, but it payed the bills. in 2271 Lance's mom was sent out east as a replacement for the scouts in the Mojave, of course, lance had to come, only at the age of 4, he had to walk the long 15. Lance always admired the soldiers, walking past with their big rifles and camouflage uniforms, and promised himself at the age of 9, that someday he would join these soldiers of war. That was a year before his mother died, at the First battle of hoover damn. He was sent back to a newly wed couple, wanting to adopt.
Lance and his new found parents lived some-what happily on their brahmin ranch. Lance was a keen eye and always tried to pick off mole rats with his worn down 22., he usually hit. But when Lance was only 16, their farmstead was raided and his step-mom was burned with the house. His step-dad had lost his will to live after his wife died and turned into a drunk. Lance had no desire to live with him anymore so he set back to shady sands to salve what he could from his family house... He didn't find much, just 3 stim-packs and his mom's old rifle from her service, but her saw something, he saw a balaclava with a skull on it, he somehow felt attached to it, how it hid his past of shame. So from that day forward Lance, now referred to as ghost now wanders from town to town, looking for a criminal or legion legate needing 'enlightenment'. But one day... he will wonder far too south into a whole different war...
IGN:puga29
Age:11
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it?No and Maybe when im Older
Have you voted for us?Yes
Did you read ALL the rules?Yes
IC:
Name:Roy Baker
Age:21
RP example:(My skin is an Army Guy by the way)Im in a Military Jeep Driving down the road.I find an old abandoned house i look inside and see a stray dog.It looked starved and it seemed like its owners are dead because i saw a dead carcuss on the floor.So i took the dog and gave it a cooked steak it seemed a bit happier so we kept driving.END
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs):Roy was born in a vault.His father was a baker that sold and ate bread his mother was a farmer,the main food supply she and his father depended on. Sadly his mother died of a midnight raider attack.So then by that time Roy was 10 he just learned how to shoot a rifle.One Night when he was 18 his father was attacked by raiders,the same raiders that killed his mother.Roy wanted revenge so he shot 1 raider in the leg,the other in the stomach.The one shot in the stomach died the one shot in the leg was begging Roy not to kill him,But he did.At age 21 Roy joined the Army.This army was meant to protect others from infected but it became infested with them,Luckily Roy Survived.He went back to his vault,But found it raided so he swore to get revenge.But there is one question,"Where is my Father" Roy Said.END
IGN: EpicDoopliss
Age: 17
Do you have Teamspeak and will you get it? Sadly, no I do not have it and will not get it.
Have you voted for us? I will vote for you only when I get on the server. I'm not voting for a server until I actually get to play on it.
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes, I've read all the rules!
IC: IC? What does IC mean? I'm sorry, This is my first time filling out a whitelist application. I usually shun whitelisted servers.
Name: Jacker Smath
Age: This is the age of my character, I'm guessing. 17, just like my real age.
RP example: I walked into the cold, dark room, and looked around. It took awhile for my eyes to adjust to the light. Once they did, though, I spotted something on the floor. Some sort of lever, with some blood on it too. Will at the blood there, I should of known not to pull it, but I did. I pulled it and the room around me started to break apart, pits opened up and mutants fell from holes nearby. I ran faster then a bullet out of the room!
Character biography, (must be 1 -2 paragraphs): Jacker Smath was your normal Vault Dweller. Lived in a Vault all his life. He was born in one, raised in one, taught it one, all of that. But then one day his Vault was raided. The savages who raided him busted through the walls one day with drills and pick-axes via an old hole in the wall noone had thought was needed to be repaired. When the raiders got in, the whole Vault was asleep. They pillaged and killed everyone, but Jacker, who was awake as he was reading a good book, heard them. He heard their voices through their gas masks and the gunfire from their pistols. So he did the only thing he could do. He picked up his book, and walked out of the room. He was really good at sneaking, so he remained undetected by the raiders. Until he was at his best friend's, Tatter Brath, room. He looked through the window to see his friend being tortured by those savages, by those monsters of men. He flung open the door and bashed one of the raiders in the back of his head with his book, and quickly took his pistol, to come back up and shoot the other raider. But, sadly, Tatter was already dead. A knife in his throat, and his arm on the floor. Jacker started to become frightened. The raiders were alerted of his presence most likely!
Jacker hurried to the Vault exit, and quickly got out. He ran across the wastes mindlessly and lost for hours! He fought against ghouls and feral dogs, confused and lost. He wandered and wandered, until he found himself in Northern Arizona. Or atleast what was left of it. (I read the timeline, but I have no idea how to tie my story in with it. I have no idea what is currently happening on the server, so I'll just leave it as I wandered out far enough to Arizona, surviving the nights on dog meat.)
Character Name : Paladin Lake
Character age :21
OOC
Why are you joininh the BoS:I love the BoS because they are very Smart and strong So it would be awesome
What rank would you like to be : Paladin
Character Name :Paladin Lake
Character age : 21
Why is your character joining the BoS : Because I am a person that uses Energy weapons and is Smart
what is your character good at : Killing people
How would you Benefit the BoS :Im a very touch person and can get things done and kill anything
Short Back Story of character : I was a NCR but they did not want me so they kicked me out I hate the NCr now and want to kill them all
but there are too many So I joined the BoS to get revenge on the NCR.