Why do you want to play on this server?: Never played a real RP server, and I absolutely love Fallout. I'd like to try them both on minecraft : P
Did you read the rules? Heh, of course Meet my sheep.
IC:
Character Name: Midas
Character age: 32
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people):
"Awh, hell. Not this again." Midas spat out as he struggled with his restraints in a chair. Waking up, from what could only be considered a mild concussion, was beginning to become a reoccurring event he would rather not fight though again. The hanging lamp swung ominously in the dark, damp, and damning basement. Blood stains soaked his previously white shirt to the point where there was no white left to see. Shaking his head to help regain some awareness, Midas noticed several empty booze bottles laying in the corner. With a heave of his weight and no hesitation, Midas found himself on the dirt riddled floor. Fifteen minutes and a bucket of sweat later, his restraints were cut. Once again, luck shined on Midas. He got out just in time to hear the racket upstairs. "Gun shots" Midas thought out loud. "Now's my chance." Just like that, he was gone. Never looking back.
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs):
Midas is a wanderer, however, he has a few posts throughout his frequent stops. He often trades with any other wanderers he encounters in the wastes, often stalking them from a distance to ensure his safety on approach. He is usually careful to cover his tracks, but occasionally gets risky when the rewards are high. He only lives by one rule: survive. Midas normally travels alone. It's not that he doesn't trust anyone, it's just that he hasn't met anyone who's shown they are trustworthy. Staying off the grid and out of sight from the bigger towns are keys to his survival. Though if he is in dire need, he may sneak in during a less potent time of day.
Of course, his real name isn't Midas. Hell, he doesn't even know what his real name is anymore. Too many drunken nights and concussions. But he is still alive. Merchants have given him the alias Midas because it seems like wherever he goes, he finds gold. Most of the gold has been spoiled on booze or information. He often gets lucky. Lucky to be alive. Lucky to be in the right place at the right time. In any event, he doesn't remember much of his past. He's been wandering for so many years and his family long passed. Except his sister, whose whereabouts are all but lost to Midas.
OOC: IGN: stev_med Age: 19 baby Why do you want to play on this server?: i'm a vault vet and i miss yall <3 Did you read the rules? don't i always IC: Character Name: Tresk Character age: 19 RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people): Tresk: Put more pressure on the wound or he will bleed out! Soldier: IT HURTS MAKE THE PAIN STOP! Tresk: I know, I know. GET ME SOME MED-X NOW! Assistant: Right on my way. Soldier: AAAAHHHHH! Tresk: Hold on you will make, we have to move you to surgury now. Assistant: here it is Sir. Tresk: Ok here (injects the soldier) Ok move him he will make it. Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs): Tresk is a young idealist doctor who travels the wasteland trying to help the less fortunate. He was raised and taught by the Followers of the Appocalypse and uses there techings to help all those he can. Tresk is not defenceless though he is very skilled with medicine and knows several pressure points that can subdue lets say less then coroportive patients. Tresk has a deep fear on spiders and an addiction to nuka-cola. Also, HE IS NOT A ROBOT!
Friday or saturday would be perfect because I'm planning on having my "Crew" to sleep over and play on the server. (sicklepickles, funkyapes, and Greekbro33)
Of course, his real name isn't Midas. Hell, he doesn't even know what his real name is anymore. Too many drunken nights and concussions. But he is still alive. Merchants have given him the alias Midas because it seems like wherever he goes, he finds gold. Most of the gold has been spoiled on booze or information. He often gets lucky. Lucky to be alive. Lucky to be in the right place at the right time. In any event, he doesn't remember much of his past. He's been wandering for so many years and his family long passed. Except his sister, whose whereabouts are all but lost to Midas.
IGN: stev_med
Age: 19 baby
Why do you want to play on this server?: i'm a vault vet and i miss yall <3
Did you read the rules? don't i always
IC:
Character Name: Tresk
Character age: 19
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people):
Tresk: Put more pressure on the wound or he will bleed out!
Soldier: IT HURTS MAKE THE PAIN STOP!
Tresk: I know, I know. GET ME SOME MED-X NOW!
Assistant: Right on my way.
Soldier: AAAAHHHHH!
Tresk: Hold on you will make, we have to move you to surgury now.
Assistant: here it is Sir.
Tresk: Ok here (injects the soldier) Ok move him he will make it.
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs):
Tresk is a young idealist doctor who travels the wasteland trying to help the less fortunate. He was raised and taught by the Followers of the Appocalypse and uses there techings to help all those he can. Tresk is not defenceless though he is very skilled with medicine and knows several pressure points that can subdue lets say less then coroportive patients. Tresk has a deep fear on spiders and an addiction to nuka-cola. Also, HE IS NOT A ROBOT!
Nice reference to Greek mythology.
Accepted.
RP example and bio are lacking.
If I could manage to sneak into Tyler's test server I would.
Are you talking about the RP example or the bio?
Bio
Obviously ours
Of course, let me rephrase. Which is a worthy challenge xP
Damn straight!
what do you guy think
Looks cool, I can't tell exactly what it is though. What is it? It looks like orange hellfire power armor
but, I'm not sure.
Advance Power Armor(fallout 2)
its slightly orange because of the torch light
ill be testing the skin during dungeon testing aswell and release the skin once im done twiking it
I think you should change Vault RP text. It looks kinda crappy :/