Well, can't say I have ALOT of faith in this launch, but good look guys! I'll probably apply soon, I'd still like a good FO rp after my server went down
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Hamilton!!!! Mu ha ha ha!!!!
Age: 29
RP example: After a long day Hans Huber finds himself in a sticky situation in a local town!
Hans: I'll let her go When I'm through with her
Husband of captive: Fine but you better be quick!
Hans: I always am I didn't get the nick name Flash for being good at Track!
Captive: WHY DON'T YOU DO ANYTHING!!
Husband of captive: their is nothing I can do He is a Doctor!
Hans: Well don't just stand there I can't get anything done If you'r watching!
Husband of Captive Exits Scene
After 2 strange minutes Hans Exits the building and looks toward the Husband of the Captive and says
Hans: I've done All I can
: curtains close
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Hans Huber was born and raised on the out skirts of Phoenix. His father and mother were Brahmin ranchers, which means he spent a lot of his time with two headed cows. When Hans Huber came to a age his father let him butcher one of the brahmin. Hans
instantly fell in love, He knew what he must do with his life. So Hans bought a a lab coat and a butcher knife and Doctor Huber was born. He then went out to travel around Arizona to Amputating limbs and yelling at his Nurse because the band-aid didn't have red Racers Tricycles on them.
Sorry for the delay I had a serious dose of procrastination
Firstly, how does one attain caps? You claim that a town needs 2,500 to fully become a township, but I'm not seeing how one acquires the caps to do so.
Secondly, and this sort of goes along with the first question, would I be able to draft up a township and allow other players to apply for admittance? Meaning, I'd post the township draft in this thread and find a few people who are interested?
Jesse Gomez gets a turn of bad luck and finds himself squatting in a pre war motel with some caravaners and it's his shift to keep watch
Out in the distance Jesse Spots what seems like a struggling man
Afraid he might wake some one up he does nothing
the struggling man comes closer to the camp and begins to scream
Jesse knows that these men need there beauty sleep so he quickly grabs his gun ans aim's at the man's head
But he realizes he lent his silencer to that one guy who you can tell he wont returns stuff
so he grabs his machete and runs out their and cuts out his vocal cords
The man drops dead
out from the shadows a man comes
Man: Hey your a pretty good at first aid
Jesse: I try
Man: The name's Hans, Hans Huber
Jesse: Jesse Gomez
Hans: I've been looking for a nurse, it gets lonley being a traveling doctor and you look like just the right kind of company I was searching for
Jesse: If I get to spend my nights with you I'm all in
Hans: Great, Well i'm going to go take this guy's head back into the shadows and see how big his eye socket is.....
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Jesse Martinez was a child of many, to a Maize farmer down in Mexico
he grew up on tradition and culture. the tribe he belonged to was fond of human sacrifice and built a large pyramid made from scrap metal to touch the heavans, all was good in his tribe he even made friends with the head preist and made his way up to executioner, the job came with a sweet machete.but one day a small band of outsiders came, they saw their human sacrafices as savage, while in small numbers our chief thought we could stop them. He was wrong the outsiders brought unheard of fire power and diseases, our tribe was quickly disposed of. Luckly I was able to get away I headed towards the U.S. to find work and love.
Firstly, how does one attain caps? You claim that a town needs 2,500 to fully become a township, but I'm not seeing how one acquires the caps to do so.
Secondly, and this sort of goes along with the first question, would I be able to draft up a township and allow other players to apply for admittance? Meaning, I'd post the township draft in this thread and find a few people who are interested?
Caps = Gold, 1 Cap is 1 gold nugget, Those prices arnt really what there going to be, there still subject to change.
And yes, thats exactly what you would do to gain members, along with recruit in game.
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IGN: nolanwashere
Age: 13
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC
Name: Quinn Begbie
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 18
RP example:
-Quinn stands alone in the middle of the wastes, staring at the dirt-
-A man walks up behind him and pats him on the shoulder, then walks away with Quinn-
-Both walking-
Quinn: I miss her so much *sniffles*
George: I know, Sick '.
Quinn: Lucy was the best pet radroach I've ever had. *overreacting due to chems*
-George rolls his eyes and continues walking-
George: C'mon, we gotta get back to camp, and stop using so much of our shipments!
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Quinn Begbie was born into an outpost, in Nebraska. The area around the camp was isolating and plain, due to radscorpions stopping anybody else from moving in around it. No group big enough would want to go there, since it was worthless plains.
The people only lived there because it was mainly a drug peddler camp, infact that was the town itself. People were poor and all the people either enrolled(When turned 14) in drug shipment, or gunning down radscorpions(to defend) and animals(to eat). Even though most of them were tough drug users and sellers, they were quite civilized inside the walls.
Quinn grew up with a big sister who often helped him in a ruder manner, sorta like a coach preparing him for when he turns 14. His sister's name was Tinny, his twin brother's name was Francis, his father's name was Nicholas, his mother's name was Mary.
Quinn didn't get along with his brother Francis, he was a bit more clumsy and twitchy, resulting in Tinny ignoring him and helping Quinn.
Quinn was teased mostly as a young child, but when he turned 14 he did well in chem making. At age 14 when Quinn first used Psycho, he got very sick and threw up, getting the nickname "Sick Boy". At age 15, Francis ran out, gone temporarily crazy due to overdose, Francis ran out of the outpost and into the wastes, screaming about being on fire, which of course he wasn't. Everybody just assumed Francis was killed by the scorpions. Tinny didn't care, but everyone else was sad, especially Mary, the mother.
Quinn was 17, Quinn was working: shipping crates, not in the chem lab. He heard and explosion coming from the upper floor, he immediately turned around to see fire, one of the chem scientists had created an explosion, and raiders were attacking. Quinn turned to his stupid impulses and jumped through a window(No glass, it was a pre-war building) he hit the ground, hurting many bones, and knocking him unconcious.
Quinn woke up on the floor, in a trailer. As he regained vision he woke up to Tinny looking over him. Tinny says "Hey, you finally woke up, god." Quinn says in a confused voice "Wh- why are we here?" Tinny reminded him about the latest events before his fall, then said "Now, I've got to go get back to business, welcome back to the world little brother." Tinny goes to leave out through the door, but then stops and says "Oh, we're in Arizona by the way, also you've been out for a few months so you're probably 18 now, never did remember your birthdate." Tinny leaves. Quinn sits up, with a blank face of confusion, wondering what the hell Arizona was. Quinn got up and left, finding a suitcase with some food and chems in it near the trailer door.
OOC
IGN: nolanwashere
Age: 13
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC
Name: Quinn Begbie
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 18
RP example:
-Quinn stands alone in the middle of the wastes, staring at the dirt-
-A man walks up behind him and pats him on the shoulder, then walks away with Quinn-
-Both walking-
Quinn: I miss her so much *sniffles*
George: I know, Sick '.
Quinn: Lucy was the best pet radroach I've ever had. *overreacting due to chems*
-George rolls his eyes and continues walking-
George: C'mon, we gotta get back to camp, and stop using so much of our shipments!
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Quinn Begbie was born into an outpost, in Nebraska. The area around the camp was isolating and plain, due to radscorpions stopping anybody else from moving in around it. No group big enough would want to go there, since it was worthless plains.
The people only lived there because it was mainly a drug peddler camp, infact that was the town itself. People were poor and all the people either enrolled(When turned 14) in drug shipment, or gunning down radscorpions(to defend) and animals(to eat). Even though most of them were tough drug users and sellers, they were quite civilized inside the walls.
Quinn grew up with a big sister who often helped him in a ruder manner, sorta like a coach preparing him for when he turns 14. His sister's name was Tinny, his twin brother's name was Francis, his father's name was Nicholas, his mother's name was Mary.
Quinn didn't get along with his brother Francis, he was a bit more clumsy and twitchy, resulting in Tinny ignoring him and helping Quinn.
Quinn was teased mostly as a young child, but when he turned 14 he did well in chem making. At age 14 when Quinn first used Psycho, he got very sick and threw up, getting the nickname "Sick Boy". At age 15, Francis ran out, gone temporarily crazy due to overdose, Francis ran out of the outpost and into the wastes, screaming about being on fire, which of course he wasn't. Everybody just assumed Francis was killed by the scorpions. Tinny didn't care, but everyone else was sad, especially Mary, the mother.
Quinn was 17, Quinn was working: shipping crates, not in the chem lab. He heard and explosion coming from the upper floor, he immediately turned around to see fire, one of the chem scientists had created an explosion, and raiders were attacking. Quinn turned to his stupid impulses and jumped through a window(No glass, it was a pre-war building) he hit the ground, hurting many bones, and knocking him unconcious.
Quinn woke up on the floor, in a trailer. As he regained vision he woke up to Tinny looking over him. Tinny says "Hey, you finally woke up, god." Quinn says in a confused voice "Wh- why are we here?" Tinny reminded him about the latest events before his fall, then said "Now, I've got to go get back to business, welcome back to the world little brother." Tinny goes to leave out through the door, but then stops and says "Oh, we're in Arizona by the way, also you've been out for a few months so you're probably 18 now, never did remember your birthdate." Tinny leaves. Quinn sits up, with a blank face of confusion, wondering what the hell Arizona was. Quinn got up and left, finding a suitcase with some food and chems in it near the trailer door.
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IGN:Helcalkun
Age:16
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC:
Name:Yuri Dalmaz
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad)Bad
Age:18
RP example:Yuri Lights a Torch to see in the dark build he just found he know that its a bad idea but he need to see if the is any good stuff he can get or find a good slepping place. after some hours Yuri finds a good place to sleep after an hour Yuri got awake again after hearing a loud bang sound in the build he ruches to his gun. and readdy to fire Yuri goes to the door to take a look if the are any to see and the Yuri sees the most uglyest thing he ever saw two supermutants standing there in the hall patroling but luckly they did patrol were yuri was slepping. Yuri watch out of the window only to see three more SuperMutants fighting a deathclaw Yuri ritch his left hand to see if he had some granades and luckly Yuri had four three fraf Granades and one Pulse garande after Yuri throwet two frag granades after the supermutants and fired some shoots out of his gun Yuri had finaly killed the two supermutants and lsaw out of the window were the three supermutants were fighting the deathclaw the deathclaw was dead and the was only one supermutant that suvived out of the three so Yuri took aim with the hunting rifle the one supermutant had in his hand and fired it at the supermutant that stood the and yes Yuri did it he got a headshoot and the supermutant fall to the ground and Yuri could finaly go to sleep again.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Yuri was born in the year 2230 in a small shank outside Phoenix. with only his father named john Dalamz Yuris mother was named Johanna but she died after she gave borth to Yuri time at the age of five Yuri did get in a lot of fights with the other kids that was travling by the shank at the age of fourteen Yuris dad john learded Yuri to shoot his dads hunting rifle and his magnum.44 .at the age of sixteen he killed his first grupe of raiders that was tring to steal something from his home and trying to kill his dad he killed three raiders with his magnum.44 and then the last two with Yuris dads hunting rifle time goes by and Yuri had become a fine young man with a bain his father didnt have at Yuris 18s birthday Yuri did something that his friend never had foudt that Yuri could do he killed his father in cold blood in front of all at his birthday with a magnum.44 all the guests run for the live but was shoot one after one untill the wasnt any bullets left after that did Yuri pick up his fathers hunting rifle with schope on it and exended mag and drove out in the wasteland to join caesar's legion to make a name for himself that the wasteland will remeber with fear
Here a present for all of you and this cool server------------------->
OOC
IGN:Maceor100
Age:24
Did you read ALL the rules?yea.
IC:
Name:Damon
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age:17
RP example:
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): I have been nearly killed 4 times. I hate bad and good people. I do bad and good things.I want to make a tier 1 village. i want to join brother hood of steel. And i have found a vault.
OOC
IGN:Maceor100
Age:24
Did you read ALL the rules?yea.
IC:
Name:Damon
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age:17
RP example:
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): I have been nearly killed 4 times. I hate bad and good people. I do bad and good things.I want to make a tier 1 village. i want to join brother hood of steel. And i have found a vault.
my smiley wont work so i cant add a diamond D:
Denied Please make a RP example and a longer Bio please.
OOC
IGN: FUBARflem
Age: 15
Did you read ALL the rules? Yeah.
IC:
Name: John Wyndham
Karma: Good
Age: 37
RP example:
*Spots something moving in a broken down bus. Walks over to investigate*
*Picks up a lead pipe and taps on the bus* "Is anyone in there?"
*From behind* "Whatchyou want?!"
*John turns around and takes off weilder's mask* "Put down the knife. It won't do you any good."
The man charges. *Grabs the man before he can cut John, and slams him against the truck*
"What hand do you use most?"
"What's it matter to you? Just kill me!"
*John takes out machete, and cuts off index finger of left hand. He lets go of the man* "This should keep the bounty hunters off you for a while, if you stay out of sight."
The man runs off, holding his bleeding hand.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Almost the whole village was gone... The few that survived were the lucky ones to be shoved in the vault before it hit us..
We lost track of how long it's been since our ancestors stepped out of the vault. They got restless in there, and opened the vault. What the found was sun drenched sands, in all directions. Search parties got resources and brahmin. They used almost every part of everything, and always gave back as much as they could, to a godforsaken desert.
Generations later, the worst sandstorm we have seen was rolling over the far dunes. We have had our share of sandstorms, but this was a monster, yet almost majestic. As if a bull were storming afer us. Most of us panicked, and my older sister grabbed me and took me to the vault. Others followed. They put the youngest and many women in with us. The storm was drawing near..
The next morning, we opened the vault. The shelters were still held down, and there was no sign of the living.. Or the dead. There wasn't a single body or trace of blood through the entire settlement.. Though everything had been raided and all valuables missing. There was nothing for us here. We needed to find others, someone to help.
The oldest of the boys and a couple women went to the vault armory, untouched in decades.. We got armed and gear with plenty of food before setting out. We had three young adults to help with protection, Nathan, Brendan, and I. All of us nearing twenty years old. Being semi-trained to fend of monsters, we knew we could protect the rest of us.
It was longer then a year before we actually found a safe settlement to let the children grow, and women live. Even through the bond we grew, I went a different direction then my friends.. 16 years later and I still regret it.
Now I try to reenact those memories, by protecting and helping who ever needs it. But unless I get friends like I had, then maybe I will be gratefull.
OOC
IGN: FUBARflem
Age: 15
Did you read ALL the rules? Yeah.
IC:
Name: John Wyndham
Karma: Good
Age: 37
RP example:
*Spots something moving in a broken down bus. Walks over to investigate*
*Picks up a lead pipe and taps on the bus* "Is anyone in there?"
*From behind* "Whatchyou want?!"
*John turns around and takes off weilder's mask* "Put down the knife. It won't do you any good."
The man charges. *Grabs the man before he can cut John, and slams him against the truck*
"What hand do you use most?"
"What's it matter to you? Just kill me!"
*John takes out machete, and cuts off index finger of left hand. He lets go of the man* "This should keep the bounty hunters off you for a while, if you stay out of sight."
The man runs off, holding his bleeding hand.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Almost the whole village was gone... The few that survived were the lucky ones to be shoved in the vault before it hit us..
We lost track of how long it's been since our ancestors stepped out of the vault. They got restless in there, and opened the vault. What the found was sun drenched sands, in all directions. Search parties got resources and brahmin. They used almost every part of everything, and always gave back as much as they could, to a godforsaken desert.
Generations later, the worst sandstorm we have seen was rolling over the far dunes. We have had our share of sandstorms, but this was a monster, yet almost majestic. As if a bull were storming afer us. Most of us panicked, and my older sister grabbed me and took me to the vault. Others followed. They put the youngest and many women in with us. The storm was drawing near..
The next morning, we opened the vault. The shelters were still held down, and there was no sign of the living.. Or the dead. There wasn't a single body or trace of blood through the entire settlement.. Though everything had been raided and all valuables missing. There was nothing for us here. We needed to find others, someone to help.
The oldest of the boys and a couple women went to the vault armory, untouched in decades.. We got armed and gear with plenty of food before setting out. We had three young adults to help with protection, Nathan, Brendan, and I. All of us nearing twenty years old. Being semi-trained to fend of monsters, we knew we could protect the rest of us.
It was longer then a year before we actually found a safe settlement to let the children grow, and women live. Even through the bond we grew, I went a different direction then my friends.. 16 years later and I still regret it.
Now I try to reenact those memories, by protecting and helping who ever needs it. But unless I get friends like I had, then maybe I will be gratefull.
OOC
IGN: dman730
Age: 14
Did you read ALL the rules:
IC:
Name: Devin Michels
Karma: Neutral
Age: 23
RP example:
Devin: Hey there! You friendly? *Waves*
Stranger: Um, yeah! I'm friendly!
Devin: *Walks over* Hey there man. So you wanna team up?
Stranger: How about this? *Stabs Devin in the gut.
Devin: Son of a .... *Punches man in the side of the head*
Stranger: *Stumbles back* You little....
Devin: Thanks for the knife punk! *Pulls out knife*
Stranger: I'll kill you!!
Devin: No you don't! *Throws knife into neck*
Stranger: *Gurgles* Why... *Falls over*
Devin: I'm sorry I had to do that. *Takes back knife*
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Devin was born into a crazy life. His mother died when he was born. So he never got to know her, his father said she was a wonderful woman. Kind heart and smart. His father was a farmer for a small town of the name Devin can not remember. He wasn't very fond of that town. He felt confined. Like he was in a prison. One day a group of Raiders came through and burnt it to the ground. Devin, his father, and Uncle Randy barely made it out. Uncle Randy wasn't really Devin's uncle. He was just a good family friend. He used to be a member of the Desert Rangers. So he had all kinds of stories that Devin would stay up all night listening to. After a few years of wandering around living in different houses every night Uncle Randy and Devin's Father died. Uncle Randy died of a mole rat. And Devin's Father died of sickness. But by the time he was on his own, Devin was 23 so he was ready to start his own life in the crazy world he lived in.
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IGN: dman730
Age: 14
Did you read ALL the rules:
IC:
Name: Devin Michels
Karma: Neutral
Age: 23
RP example:
Devin: Hey there! You friendly? *Waves*
Stranger: Um, yeah! I'm friendly!
Devin: *Walks over* Hey there man. So you wanna team up?
Stranger: How about this? *Stabs Devin in the gut.
Devin: Son of a .... *Punches man in the side of the head*
Stranger: *Stumbles back* You little....
Devin: Thanks for the knife punk! *Pulls out knife*
Stranger: I'll kill you!!
Devin: No you don't! *Throws knife into neck*
Stranger: *Gurgles* Why... *Falls over*
Devin: I'm sorry I had to do that. *Takes back knife*
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Devin was born into a crazy life. His mother died when he was born. So he never got to know her, his father said she was a wonderful woman. Kind heart and smart. His father was a farmer for a small town of the name Devin can not remember. He wasn't very fond of that town. He felt confined. Like he was in a prison. One day a group of Raiders came through and burnt it to the ground. Devin, his father, and Uncle Randy barely made it out. Uncle Randy wasn't really Devin's uncle. He was just a good family friend. He used to be a member of the Desert Rangers. So he had all kinds of stories that Devin would stay up all night listening to. After a few years of wandering around living in different houses every night Uncle Randy and Devin's Father died. Uncle Randy died of a mole rat. And Devin's Father died of sickness. But by the time he was on his own, Devin was 23 so he was ready to start his own life in the crazy world he lived in.
OOC
IGN:PatTheSeal
Age:16
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC:
Name: Marel Hawthorne
Karma: Good
Age: 29
RP example: He loads another bullet, takes aim, and fires. Another direct hit, another bandit down. "hey, I'm pretty good at this." He thinks. "Maybe i could make this a full time thing. Marel the sniper, they'll call me." He takes aim once again, and is horrified to see that they have spotted him. He runs. "Hey, I'm pretty fast. Marel the marathon runner, they'll call me."
Marel has been somewhat of a drifter for most of his life. He has had many professions, but never a single one for very long. His most recent occupation was as a doctor in a small town. Turns out people don't take kindly to "mistakes" in the wasteland. he has spent the last few years running, and it looks like he's finally gotten far enough. Arizona. Looks like a good place to start a new life.
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IGN:PatTheSeal
Age:16
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC:
Name: Marel Hawthorne
Karma: Good
Age: 29
RP example: He loads another bullet, takes aim, and fires. Another direct hit, another bandit down. "hey, I'm pretty good at this." He thinks. "Maybe i could make this a full time thing. Marel the sniper, they'll call me." He takes aim once again, and is horrified to see that they have spotted him. He runs. "Hey, I'm pretty fast. Marel the marathon runner, they'll call me."
Marel has been somewhat of a drifter for most of his life. He has had many professions, but never a single one for very long. His most recent occupation was as a doctor in a small town. Turns out people don't take kindly to "mistakes" in the wasteland. he has spent the last few years running, and it looks like he's finally gotten far enough. Arizona. Looks like a good place to start a new life.
Glad to see you're applying, Hoyt.
Firstly, how does one attain caps? You claim that a town needs 2,500 to fully become a township, but I'm not seeing how one acquires the caps to do so.
Secondly, and this sort of goes along with the first question, would I be able to draft up a township and allow other players to apply for admittance? Meaning, I'd post the township draft in this thread and find a few people who are interested?
Please read through the rules,
Caps = Gold, 1 Cap is 1 gold nugget, Those prices arnt really what there going to be, there still subject to change.
And yes, thats exactly what you would do to gain members, along with recruit in game.
OOC
IGN: nolanwashere
Age: 13
Did you read ALL the rules?
IC
Name: Quinn Begbie
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 18
RP example:
-Quinn stands alone in the middle of the wastes, staring at the dirt-
-A man walks up behind him and pats him on the shoulder, then walks away with Quinn-
-Both walking-
Quinn: I miss her so much *sniffles*
George: I know, Sick '.
Quinn: Lucy was the best pet radroach I've ever had. *overreacting due to chems*
-George rolls his eyes and continues walking-
George: C'mon, we gotta get back to camp, and stop using so much of our shipments!
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Quinn Begbie was born into an outpost, in Nebraska. The area around the camp was isolating and plain, due to radscorpions stopping anybody else from moving in around it. No group big enough would want to go there, since it was worthless plains.
The people only lived there because it was mainly a drug peddler camp, infact that was the town itself. People were poor and all the people either enrolled(When turned 14) in drug shipment, or gunning down radscorpions(to defend) and animals(to eat). Even though most of them were tough drug users and sellers, they were quite civilized inside the walls.
Quinn grew up with a big sister who often helped him in a ruder manner, sorta like a coach preparing him for when he turns 14. His sister's name was Tinny, his twin brother's name was Francis, his father's name was Nicholas, his mother's name was Mary.
Quinn didn't get along with his brother Francis, he was a bit more clumsy and twitchy, resulting in Tinny ignoring him and helping Quinn.
Quinn was teased mostly as a young child, but when he turned 14 he did well in chem making. At age 14 when Quinn first used Psycho, he got very sick and threw up, getting the nickname "Sick Boy". At age 15, Francis ran out, gone temporarily crazy due to overdose, Francis ran out of the outpost and into the wastes, screaming about being on fire, which of course he wasn't. Everybody just assumed Francis was killed by the scorpions. Tinny didn't care, but everyone else was sad, especially Mary, the mother.
Quinn was 17, Quinn was working: shipping crates, not in the chem lab. He heard and explosion coming from the upper floor, he immediately turned around to see fire, one of the chem scientists had created an explosion, and raiders were attacking. Quinn turned to his stupid impulses and jumped through a window(No glass, it was a pre-war building) he hit the ground, hurting many bones, and knocking him unconcious.
Quinn woke up on the floor, in a trailer. As he regained vision he woke up to Tinny looking over him. Tinny says "Hey, you finally woke up, god." Quinn says in a confused voice "Wh- why are we here?" Tinny reminded him about the latest events before his fall, then said "Now, I've got to go get back to business, welcome back to the world little brother." Tinny goes to leave out through the door, but then stops and says "Oh, we're in Arizona by the way, also you've been out for a few months so you're probably 18 now, never did remember your birthdate." Tinny leaves. Quinn sits up, with a blank face of confusion, wondering what the hell Arizona was. Quinn got up and left, finding a suitcase with some food and chems in it near the trailer door.
Glad to see your back Nolan, See you on the 15th
And I'm glad The Vault's back, see you then ^^
See you on the 15th!
IGN:Maceor100
Age:24
Did you read ALL the rules?yea.
IC:
Name:Damon
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age:17
RP example:
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): I have been nearly killed 4 times. I hate bad and good people. I do bad and good things.I want to make a tier 1 village. i want to join brother hood of steel. And i have found a vault.
my smiley wont work so i cant add a diamond D:
Denied Please make a RP example and a longer Bio please.
IGN: FUBARflem
Age: 15
Did you read ALL the rules? Yeah.
IC:
Name: John Wyndham
Karma: Good
Age: 37
RP example:
*Spots something moving in a broken down bus. Walks over to investigate*
*Picks up a lead pipe and taps on the bus* "Is anyone in there?"
*From behind* "Whatchyou want?!"
*John turns around and takes off weilder's mask* "Put down the knife. It won't do you any good."
The man charges. *Grabs the man before he can cut John, and slams him against the truck*
"What hand do you use most?"
"What's it matter to you? Just kill me!"
*John takes out machete, and cuts off index finger of left hand. He lets go of the man* "This should keep the bounty hunters off you for a while, if you stay out of sight."
The man runs off, holding his bleeding hand.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Almost the whole village was gone... The few that survived were the lucky ones to be shoved in the vault before it hit us..
We lost track of how long it's been since our ancestors stepped out of the vault. They got restless in there, and opened the vault. What the found was sun drenched sands, in all directions. Search parties got resources and brahmin. They used almost every part of everything, and always gave back as much as they could, to a godforsaken desert.
Generations later, the worst sandstorm we have seen was rolling over the far dunes. We have had our share of sandstorms, but this was a monster, yet almost majestic. As if a bull were storming afer us. Most of us panicked, and my older sister grabbed me and took me to the vault. Others followed. They put the youngest and many women in with us. The storm was drawing near..
The next morning, we opened the vault. The shelters were still held down, and there was no sign of the living.. Or the dead. There wasn't a single body or trace of blood through the entire settlement.. Though everything had been raided and all valuables missing. There was nothing for us here. We needed to find others, someone to help.
The oldest of the boys and a couple women went to the vault armory, untouched in decades.. We got armed and gear with plenty of food before setting out. We had three young adults to help with protection, Nathan, Brendan, and I. All of us nearing twenty years old. Being semi-trained to fend of monsters, we knew we could protect the rest of us.
It was longer then a year before we actually found a safe settlement to let the children grow, and women live. Even through the bond we grew, I went a different direction then my friends.. 16 years later and I still regret it.
Now I try to reenact those memories, by protecting and helping who ever needs it. But unless I get friends like I had, then maybe I will be gratefull.
IGN: dman730
Age: 14
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IC:
Name: Devin Michels
Karma: Neutral
Age: 23
RP example:
Devin: Hey there! You friendly? *Waves*
Stranger: Um, yeah! I'm friendly!
Devin: *Walks over* Hey there man. So you wanna team up?
Stranger: How about this? *Stabs Devin in the gut.
Devin: Son of a .... *Punches man in the side of the head*
Stranger: *Stumbles back* You little....
Devin: Thanks for the knife punk! *Pulls out knife*
Stranger: I'll kill you!!
Devin: No you don't! *Throws knife into neck*
Stranger: *Gurgles* Why... *Falls over*
Devin: I'm sorry I had to do that. *Takes back knife*
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Devin was born into a crazy life. His mother died when he was born. So he never got to know her, his father said she was a wonderful woman. Kind heart and smart. His father was a farmer for a small town of the name Devin can not remember. He wasn't very fond of that town. He felt confined. Like he was in a prison. One day a group of Raiders came through and burnt it to the ground. Devin, his father, and Uncle Randy barely made it out. Uncle Randy wasn't really Devin's uncle. He was just a good family friend. He used to be a member of the Desert Rangers. So he had all kinds of stories that Devin would stay up all night listening to. After a few years of wandering around living in different houses every night Uncle Randy and Devin's Father died. Uncle Randy died of a mole rat. And Devin's Father died of sickness. But by the time he was on his own, Devin was 23 so he was ready to start his own life in the crazy world he lived in.
IGN:PatTheSeal
Age:16
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IC:
Name: Marel Hawthorne
Karma: Good
Age: 29
RP example: He loads another bullet, takes aim, and fires. Another direct hit, another bandit down. "hey, I'm pretty good at this." He thinks. "Maybe i could make this a full time thing. Marel the sniper, they'll call me." He takes aim once again, and is horrified to see that they have spotted him. He runs. "Hey, I'm pretty fast. Marel the marathon runner, they'll call me."
Marel has been somewhat of a drifter for most of his life. He has had many professions, but never a single one for very long. His most recent occupation was as a doctor in a small town. Turns out people don't take kindly to "mistakes" in the wasteland. he has spent the last few years running, and it looks like he's finally gotten far enough. Arizona. Looks like a good place to start a new life.
Short but sweet, Welcome Aboard