OOC:
IGN:Dexevara
Age:17
Time you can dedicate: Depends on what’s going on in my life and how much I’ll be interested in the server once I join.
Why us? : I know people who play on here.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Acting as a character and playing while living in that character’s skin.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using OOC information’s for IC purpose
Define Power-gaming in your words: Giving yourself over powered characteristics or powers that alters the gameplay.
IC:
Name: Frank Waters
Nickname: Frank
Age: 40’s
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long grey hair and a 3 days beard. I look way older then I am but I’m still handsome (I guess or I hope so). I’m some kind of tall and skinny, not muscular at all.
Personality: I’d lie if I was to say I’m a defender of justice or something among those lines. Well I’m awesome but still some kind of asshole…for some reasons you don’t need to know. I always keep my cool and always knew how to rock and bring the party in the place I went. I’ll explain that in a bit.
In-game RP example: Frank was looking at the ruins of what used to be his house and his studio.
NCR soldier: So Mr. Waters what are you gonna do now?
Frank: Well kid, I don’t know. I’m getting too old for all this ****.
NCR soldier: Will you keep broadcasting sir?
Frank: After all this? Are you kidding me? I might just move to the North.
NCR soldier: Utah?
Frank: Yes maybe. I’ll miss Arizona but everything I had I lost it long ago.
NCR soldier: People will miss your voice and your music you know?
Frank: You know boy, there will always be someone to take my place.
NCR soldier: Well sir it’s been a pleasure to meet you and fight by your sides.
Frank: Keep on the good work and stay alive Chris.
NCR soldier: Will do sir! *whispers* He remembers my name!
Frank walked away with his backpack and took a last look at what was left of the UNR building.
Background: Like most of the wastelanders he was born in some shitty shack in the middle of the nuclear wastelands. More precisely near the Arizona/Utah border on the Arizona side. He had a shitty childhood and stuff and let’s skip to the interesting part. At the age of 21 he met a girl coming out of a vault. The girl was actually born in the vault but because of some technical problems they had to come out. He fell in love with her and had a little girl with her. But before the second birthday of the little Annie, Frank had already disappeared. He roamed and travelled around Arizona, Utah and some other places.
He roamed pointlessly like this for 8 years until he came back to Arizona to settle down and start a radio station called United News Radio. The radio became big in the region where he settled down. The radio kept broadcasting without interruption for more than 10 years. But when he was 41, or something around this, there was a big conflict with some other radio station. The whole conflict ended up in fire and flames. The UNR building ended up exploding killing most of the UNR staff except Frank and 2 or 3 technicians. So he decided to go back to Utah and left the wreckage of all he built behind him.
So here he is. Drinking a tasty ice cold Nuka Cola.
OOC:
IGN:kaingoyan
Age:13
Time you can dedicate: a decent majority of my time. (1-2 hours a day minimum)
Why us?: Well, when i read about servers that i am signing up for, i look for the detail in the forum. I noticed all the people that tagged this server, so i think it will be good. I am looking for a server that can fill my minecraft fallout roleplay needs, and i think you can fullfill
Define Role-Playing in your words: Roleplaying: To act as something you are not, in charecter. Roleplaying pertains to several topics, such as Steampunk, and Fantasy (Knights, wizards, etc.)
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using adavntages that you find out OOC, then you use it in charecter. EX: You are looking for a certain person to kill, but you cn't find him, so you look on the dyna map, find him, and kill his charecter.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Ex: Sniping sommeone from a million yards away, but it also goes through the person and kills 20 other people.
Basicaly the opposite of what rp is actually sapoused to be.
IC:
Name:Derek Lost
Nickname: Steel
Age: 24
Gender:Male
Appearance: Derek is from a vault in New Vegas. and dons an armored vault suit. The armor plating is partly rusty, and his suit is muddy, damp, and torn in places. His expression is neutral, and wears goggle on his face. He also wears muddy boots.
Personality: Derek has a very neutral personality, the "i will be nice to you, if you don't try and shoot me in the face" attitude. He can be verry grim at times, but for the most part, is friendly. Derek also has a passion for woman. ( )
In-game RP example: A strange man approaches Derek, with an insane look in his eyes, and he also seems to be foaming out of his mouth. Derek asks him if he is okay. The man responds by suddenly stopping, and looks at Lost with hungry eyes. The man yells "YOU LOOK DELICIOUS!!!" at Derek, and begins to charge him. Derek takes a few seconds to realize what is happening, but he wips out his pistol, and shoots the man in the face. He loots the body, puts the man in the ditch, and gives him a moment of silence. Derek then continues on his way.
Background: As said before, Derek was born in a vault in New Vegas. He never eally had many friends, or talked to anybody. He was known as a "Nobody". One day, a group of kids in the vault that were the so called "Social kids" started to notice him, and mocked him for having no friends. Most of the time, Derek ignored it. His mother and father were never there for him, they were both drunks. One day, he had been getting made fun of all day, and he went home to find his parents both dead, drunk on the floor. Hee picked up the smashed bear bottle, accidently dropping it on his mother neck. His mothers neck began to gush blood. He tried to clean, but all he did was get covered in his mothers red blood. A man burst in, wearing a vault security uniform, and yelled at him "Daily inpection!-.....OH MY GOD!" By now, Derek wascovered in his mothers blood, and holding a broken beer bottle covered in blood. The man grabbed Derek, and hauled him to the overssers office. Derek had not known much about punishment in the vault, but the overseer stated that Derek was to be thrown out into the wasteland to fend for himself. They gave him a gun, and set him off into the world. Derek lived his life mostly in a rare patch of forest in New vegas, eventually though, his home steadd was invaded by raiders, so he decided to mov on. He made a long and treachorous journey to Salt lake city. He smiled when he saw the sign, but his adventures in the city, are yet to be told....
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OOC:
IGN:ddog795
Age:13
Time you can dedicate:all day sometimes at night
Why us?:Fallout is my favorate game series in the world
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A character that takes action like a villain or the main hero
Define Meta-gaming in your words:knowing somehting that shouldn't be known yet or OOC like knowing someones name before you meet them
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something unfair or not eltting the other person have a chance(Example) killing and brain washing a hundred people at once
IC:
Name:Mike
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:32
Gender:Male
Appearance:cuscaisian,lonley.
Personality: he goes with the flow(smooth not fusteriated), sometimes but rarely gets mad
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
(Kid) Hey mister you there? hello?(man) (groans) (kid) uhh.(man) It's party time!(kid) ahh!(Raider 1) you fell for it little squirt(Man) my name was Mote.(Raider 2) haha lets see what he has.(Mote) shut up!(Raider 2) sorry.(Mote) now tell us were is the G.E.C.K(Kid) i don't know.(Mote) kill him boys!(Raider 1 and 2) takes out 9mm hnad guns) (kid) ahhh(kid get shot to death) (Mote) that tells him.(Raider 1 and 2) whoohoooo.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)Mike he was born on the far east side of Utah.When mike was 15 his parents died form radation poisioning and his brother had to take care of mike.when mike was finnaly 18 his brother died from Raiders.mike barly escaped with his life on the hand. running far till he didn't know where he was mike was greeted by some wastelanders.Those wastelanders said that mike never got mad exept for 1 time when a raider came by and tried to steal the brahmin but mike he got mad he took out a combat shotgun and shot the riader right at the head and pop his head was gone. thats the only time we ever seen him mad.While mike got older those Wastelander died from NCR. becuase the NCR thought those Wastelanders stole all of their ammo but not mike becuase mike did not look like the third thief. when mike was 28 he encounterd a vault deweler name jim so he asked jim if he can assist him in his journy jim siad alright.But shortly after that jim was found dead at his house he made.
Four years after Jims death Mike got lonley very lonley. when he met someone like Jim or someone with a good heart he whould ask if he chould join them but they replied NO! with a scream.but Mike whouldn't care he whould jsut leave and find another person. When he did find a person it was a NCR solder in Utah it was the same NCR solder that Mike seen when his Wastelander friends where taken in to custody.Mike got mad again and killed that NCR solder and hid the body under a rock.Mike talked to another NCR solder and started a rumor that there was a legionary inside NCR. that stoped the NCR from looking for the dead NCR solder.Mike got soem radiation poisining from steping ina highly radiated area and later soon to be very sick so he decided to trade witha wasteland docter and asked that docter (can you help me take care of my radiation) the docter said yes. Mike was later soon to feel great and gave the wastelander 200 caps. no docter makes that much caps from 2 radaways.Mike later found himself fainting the next day he woke up he found 2 NCR troopers looking for the dead NCR guard.Mike found himself running to the nearest town.But before that he got caught in a moutain slide. and lsot his weapons
OOC:
IGN:Tetheris
Age:14
Time you can dedicate:4-5 hours, usually.
Why us?:I love fallout so much, and I've always wanted to have a multiplayer fallout game, (Yes I know, tactics, but it's not the same) so this seems like the perfect choice.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Role-playing is when you assume the personality of your character in game. You ARE that person.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is like ghosting for competitive multi-player games. You know things you shouldn't know, and act off of them.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being a god and "uberhaxx360noscopeownedningnoobnoobpickupaweelgunPICKUPAWEELGUN"ing people.
IC:
Name:Tetheris
Nickname: Teth
Age:20
Gender:Male
Appearance:Tetheris is a small but muscular man, who wears a dirty old world farmer's outfit with goggles. He has a brand from Caesar's legion on his forehead, which he usually covers up with his goggles, so people don't think he's part of the legion.
Personality:Tetheris is a polite and quiet man, permanently scarred from a life of legion torture. He hates the legion, and if he sees any legion soldiers, he yells his battle-cry of "REMEMBER THE SUN DOGS LEGION SCUM!"
In-game RP example:Nost: "Ye ain't the chatty type are ye boy?"
Tetheris: *Sneering* "No, I'm the choppy type."
N: *Reeling* "Woah woah woah, no need for that boy." *Twiddling his thumbs nervously* "Can I uh, getcha sumthin then?"
T:*Looks around*"Sure is, I need machetes, and knives, oh, and spears. Catch my drift?"
N:*Scrambling*"Oh yes I can scrounge some of those up I'm sure." Dropping knives*"Oh, look at me, soooo clumsy." *Stands up*"Here-"
T:*Tackles Nost and puts his blade against his neck.*"REMEMBER THE SUN DOGS LEGION SCUM."*Puts all of his weight down*
N:"Blurgglrggugllrllrgurr..."*Bleeds out.*
T:"Thankee-ser. Have a pleasant life."
Background: Tetheris was a member of the Sun Dogs tribe, which was conquered by legion forces led by Dead Sea sometime after 2176. Tetheris worked as a hunter, creeping along the craggy reaches of the Grand Canyon to kill Bighorners to supply his tribe with food. In his spare time, he also hunted Rad-Scopions for their venom, which he used to poison his blades. Tetheris was widely respected within his tribe as the best warrior, and as such, was met with an offer for a duel from a passing Legion soldier. After he won, Caesar sent men to assimilate his tribe, and capture him if at all possible. When Legion forces arrived, he killed five soldiers before being hit with a blow-dart and falling off of a 13 foot drop. His head suffered a major concussion, which a Follower of the Apocalypse offered to fix. The Followed succeeded, but the fall caused Tetheris to have a medium sized case of amnesia.
Caesar ordered that he be branded and trained like a new soldier. His instructor, Daniel, named him Tetheris. This instructor, like many Legion officers, was a cold blooded killer. He brutally tortured Tetheris, honing him into an enraged killing machine, and letting him loose on Caesar's enemies. At the Battle of Hoover Dam, a rock struck Tetheris just hard enough to cause him to regain a single memory, that of his father ordering him to never bow down to the Legion. When he remembered that, he went berserk. He flew through Legion ranks, causing as much damage as he could, then running off into the hills, we he lived for a year while his memories began to trickle back. After he regained some of his memories, he went back to civilization. He roamed the wastes, helping Lone Wanderers and tribes alike. Encouraging them to resist the Legion at any point possible. And he did indeed do just that. He killed dozens of Legion soldiers over the past few years, now, he's in Utah, and going to wreak havoc on the Legion.
Nuka-Cola is tasty.
OOC:
IGN: Bacon_Nator
Age: 17
Time you can dedicate: Most of my day
Why us?: It seems to be one of the only legit looking fallout servers since Vault RP demise from horrible owners and staff.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplay is a state of inserting your self into another persons life giving life to a new persona potentially allowing you to be something you can not be in everyday life for example protaining to this a day to day survivor struggling thru the horrors and good times of a post apoc society.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is taking occ information and using it ingame without any possable way of gathering that knowledge ICly for example Occly some on says i have alot of diamonds stored in my house some one can not go to his house kill him and steal them without some how gaining that knowledge in game from the person himself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is basically saying I am a ninja super assassin Overlord or in simple terms your one of the assassins from Assassins creed capable of annihilation mass groups of men with tiny knives attached to your wrist and live and do it again tommorow.
IC:
Name: Cedric Bacon
Nickname: (Optional) Cedric
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: A skinny Caucasian Male standing at 6'-1" with dark brown hair. His lower face is badly disfigured which he covers with a desert camo bandana. He also has a scar slashed across his left eye which resulted in Blindness in his Left eye.
Personality: Cedric is a Chill relaxed person who lets most things roll off his back But he is fiercely loyal to any cause he follows and defends his friends and family willing to give his life for them. But Cedric can not turn down a good bottle of whiskey when he comes around it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
This is a exert from a real RP event from Vault RP
Cpt. Bacon- Alright Men listen up you all know the drill this is a simple search and recover mission Main objective Pvt. Frost. Cpl. Thermal you and Pvt. Red will scale the wall first and provide overwatch for the rest of us while we search for the MIA. Any questions?
Pvt Red- Yeah one sir how do we even know hes alive sir?
Cpt B- We dont and if hes not then we will retrieve his corpse and if there is not a corpse we will retrieve his tags any other questions? good move out.
* The small force of troopers move out towards the Legion fort. In the darkness of the twilight the troopers snipe the patrolling sentries and sneak into the camp stealthily searching for Pvt. Frost until they came upon the crucifixes where the decaying body of Pvt Frost hung birds picking off pieces of flesh here and there.*
Pvt. Wolf- *Pukes* ughhh Sir the mmmmMonsters what human could do this to another ughhhh *pukes again*
Cpt. B- Stand up Soldier we have a job to do *reaches up and gingerly removes the corpse from the cross and humps it over his back* ughh Move out.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Birth- Age3
Cedric was born into a childless family in the growing city of shady sands of the New California Republic. He was the first born to Michelle and Benjamin Bacon a modest family who lived in a modest adobe. Michelle Bacon was a local school teacher teaching the local children how to read and write, Cedrics Father was a courier for the Gun Runners transporting guns to long distant customers and cedric's childhood was as good as a apocalyptic one could be with 3 more brothers and a sister being born into the family everything seemed perfect until one day when his father was held up and robbed losing a large sum of weapons which his employers the gun runners held him responsible to pay back. His father slipt deeper and deeper in debt and was fired from his courier position unable to pay his debt to the gun runners he layed low the gun runners VERY unhappy with the lack of repaid money sent out a bounty for the kidnapping of Cedric and his mother on their return from the local school but the attempted kidnapping was foiled by MP's who heard the cries, His father became spooked and signed him and his family up for a new government sponsored expedition to establish a new state in the old Mexican state of Baja called Rattletail he was around age 3.
New Life in Baja
Cedrics family and the other settlers which came out to around 29 people laid claim to a lay of laid around a old broken well which still held water. The settlement soon was established with six households living in hastily built shacks and a repaired well ad things look like there was potential here that was till the first contact, About a month after the settlement laid down its claims the native locals who occupied the land arrived and demanded access to the well which the then elected mayor John Charleston declined and threw the locals out. The locals soon arrived in force sparking a siege of Rattletail. Many of the settlers started to get killed as the siege continued Cedrics own family suffered from the death of his sister and his oldest younger brother. As the death toll soon rose to half of the town the mayor ordered a fake attack upon the besiegers to provide a distraction to allow Cedrics mother Michelle to escape with his brother to get back to the NCR and get help. A week after his mother and brother left for aid a group of 28 NCR Rangers under the command of Head Ranger Hanlon to assist the town, but they were to late the towns populace had been reduced to just 5 out of the 29 with Cedric his father the Mayor and his sons surviving. Eventually after much argument from the mayor the Ranger Hanlon forced The mayor and Cedrics father to abandon the town and move back to NCR territory so they packed up and left.
Rebuilding of the town and Cedrics Teen years
The Mayor with permission from the president and congress established another town called Anza-Borrego where Cedrics remaining family settled. His father soon built a wealthy big horn ranch teaching Cedric the ways of ranching and how to shoot so that he could defend the cattle from bandits and wild life. At age 13 there was a accident during a firefight between the local NCR garrison and raiding bandits at his fathers ranch resulting in the big horn barn to set upon fire. Cedric understanding this was his families source of income ignored the orders of the soldiers and ran into the barn forcing a stamped of the bighorns but was caught in barns collapse a burning beam striking cedric across the face forever marring it falling into unconscious he was rescued by a NCR trooper. Things returned to normal after that Cedric live out his life to 17 when his father was tragically murdered with all of his live stock Cedric in a rampage using the skills his father taught him he tracked down the murders like wild game shooting all but one dead the last on he proceed to shoot off body piece by body piece until he broke and told him the names of the men who hired him which cedric then put him out of his misery. Later that night the Mayor was awakened by a bright blaze ran out side he blanched at the sight of mutilated bodies and head on steaks outside of his front door his barn ablaze suddenly gun shots slew the silence of the night ringing out from the mayors home suddenly afraid he ran back into his home and for his closet where he stored his service rifle from his time as a trooper only to trip over his dead wife before he had a chance to recover a heavy club whacked him apon the head. When he awoke he was tied in his cellar Cedric stood before him the Mayors sons were tied and blindfolded on the floor. Cedric demanded answers of why the mayor hired
people to kill his father when he finally received his answer that he was payed by the Gun runners to do it Cedric Shoot each of his sons in the head and then cut out the mayors tongue and plunged the knife into the mayors diaphragm leaving him to die a slow painful death.
He returned home and grabed a rifle some ammo a bag of supplies saddled up a horse and headed off to a place he read about in a pre war book his mother carried with her all the way from Shady Sands, a place called Sin City some where in the Mojave dessert.
OOC:
IGN:supersaf3
Age:11, But before you say, "Hahaha nope" just because I am 11, listen up. I know that many people as young as me should not be let onto any servers ever, but I am different. Problem?
Time you can dedicate:4:00 -7:00 Central time USA
Why us?: Fallout is fun.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Imagine a world where anything could happen, a world where reality is fiction and the impossible is done everyday. Now, imagine living there.
That is RolePlaying
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Kind of like being a psychic in the game. Like, I see somebody's name and say
"Your name is... JOHN"
Or, since I played fallout 3, I would know about the G.E.C.K
Define Power-gaming in your words:Killing a million people with one punch or doing something similar. Powergaming can also be on a smaller scale like breaking someone's gun in half easily, or shooting someone and not missing. You can also defensively powergame. Say someone has a fat man or an experimental MIRV, it would be defensive powergaming if you just dodged the mininukes.
IC:
Name: Johnny Farro
Age: 27
Gender: M
Appearance:6'1
Personality: Smart and kind. Unless he is there to kill you.
In-game RP example: Bang! A bullet whizzes through the body of the wanderer crawling across the concrete of Salt Lake City which has now become mangled wreckage. I crawl into the diner, leaving a trail of blood due to the severe gunshot wound that has pierced my stomach. There it is! My trusty revolver. I fumble around with it, and then point it at the raider in front of me. I look at how many rounds are inside. Just one, better make it count. I aim it lower, right at his leg. I fire a round right into his kneecap from the back of his leg. He falls over and I use him as a human shield well I fire rounds from his hunting rifle blindly, hitting nothing but thin air. I slowly stand up with the raider protecting me. The bullet is ripping apart my insides. It hurts so much. I take another clip for the hunting rifle out of the raider's pocket and I step outside. I push my shield down and I fire at the three raiders accompanying him.
"You know who you just killed in that diner?" I asked him, holding a rifle to his head.
"Uh-uh-uh I don't know." He stuttered
"Neither do I" I laughed, he laughed a little too, but then I jabbed him with the gun again "Maybe we could have gotten to know him if you didn't kill him. Maybe he was born for some divine purpose, like to restore the wasteland"
"Maybe he was."
"But now we will never know if he was. Or if you were." I pulled the trigger and his brains covered the floor. I walked away from the bloody scene. Wait until the other regulators heard this!
Background: Johnny was born in Salt Lake City. His father, Joe Farro, used to be a raider from Salt Lake city. He met one of the female raiders at a tumbledown old bar and that's how Johnny was made. Since his parents were not very cautious of radiation, he grew up with 6 fingers on each hand. Johnny witnessed his father's death on the job by the hands of the regulators. Joe was used as a human shield by a regulator as each one was picked off individually. After one year wandering Utah, he was found unconcious on the ground with claw marks all over him. He had been attacked by a yao guai. He was taken to a nearby settlement where his wounds were treated.
Now he is a regulator. He wanders around Utah killing horrible raiders like his father. However, no matter how many he kills, raiders keep on coming in from the east, making his job even harder. No matter how much praise he recieves, he thinks that he just needs to make up for the sins of his father. He currently works out of an old tavern in the city, same one his father met his mother at. He killed all the raiders there, and left the bodies to rot, kind of like proof of how good he is. However, one body he buried outside. The body of his mother.
Mmmmm Nuka cola.
Edited,
please check.
Hello supersaf3,
The Legion are burning looting towns! Help us repel them by doing the following:
I don't mean to be rude or nitpick, but if you could put more people in charge of whitelisting, that'd be excellent. The current whitelisting system seems to be quite inefficient. .
OOC: IGN:GreenGenesis Age:14 Time you can dedicate:An hour a day Why us?: Fallouts kickass, thats why. Define Role-Playing in your words: Being someone you're not to go deeper into an experience. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Doing things that your character wouldn't know. Define Power-gaming in your words: Acting like a god.
IC: Name: John Hawke Nickname: Hawke Age: 27 Gender: Male Appearance: 5'10 Personality: A loner. In-game RP example: *Walks down street* *Gets Radio Transmission from trusted business partner* What do you need? I need you to scout out a town, lot of **** going down there.
Where is it?
/coordinates/
On my way tell you what I find.
Thanks, your my eyes out there be careful. I can't afford to lose you on this mission.
Got it. Background: I was an accident. So you could say everything thats happened because of me was an accident. Or not. I don't remember much about my childhood I was moved around a lot to try to be kept safe. I have no idea who my parents are but they left a note saying; "He wasn't supposed to happen, were sorry" I hate them with a passion, and if I ever met them, it would be the hardest thing in the world not to unleash the pain that they caused me and I've held over my life.
.Now I work for random people who need jobs done, walking the wilderness avoiding cities and keeping myself safe. I usually won't interact with other people directly unless its for a deal or for my money to come to me. Either way, I stay off the beaten path and you you'll have a hell of a time tracking me down if you need me. But if you do find me, tell me what you need, I'll carry it out. Silently swooping down and doing what need stop be done, just like a hawk. Although I have one weakness. I love Nuka Cola soda, can't live without it.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
5/12/2012
Posts:
50
Minecraft:
Grazor
Member Details
OOC: IGN: Grazor Age: 14 Time you can dedicate: 2-4 hours a day. Why us?: I love apocalyptic stuff, and role-playing too. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples): Role-playing is acting out a characters life, that is of your design, and also interacting with other role-players, and their designed characters. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is like being an all knowing character. Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is like being a godly character and thinking you can do whatever you want.
IC: Name: Orawn Ender Nickname: None Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: 5 foot 4, very skinny, dark black skin, human, caucasian (I know, you're a bit confused right now), strange purple eyes. Personality: Paranoid, feared, because of his strangeness, although he wants to be liked. In-game RP example:
As I walk through the streets I am ever wary. I'm aware of the constant danger, and the possibility of being shot. The city is not a nice place. I step over a trash bin on the ground, and trip on a cobble, just as a bullet whizzes past my head. I pull my dagger out of my belt and prepare to fight for my life. The man advances. "You will die!", he grunts. I see the tool that was almost my ticket to heaven. Then I look at the wielder. I charge at him, thinking he'll be hard-pressed to block a knife with a gun. Yes, I just brought a knife to a gun fight. But, i was wrong. The bullet rips through my shoulder. Luckily its my left one. But that doesn't mean that the pain does not immobilize me. I stand there for a second, shocked, and then manage to pull myself together, and lunge, as he is cocking back his pistol. I feel the knife blade sink deep into his thigh, and pull it out for another few stabs. He falls to the ground and drops his gun. I pick it up off the ground, and point it towards his head. "Who hired you?" I ask him. He simply looks up at me, grins, and then laughs sickeningly as he drops to the ground, dead. I pull out his wallet from his coat pocket, take his Bottle Caps, and briefly look through it. There's a paper inside. On it is written, "Kill Orawn.", with a name signed at the bottom, that is, disappointingly, water-smudged. But now i have a goal in life. I'm determined to find out who tried to kill me, no matter what the cost. I drop my knife and walk away from the mangled corpse.
Background:
My character was born unwanted. His parents left him in a cardboard box because of his strange purple eyes, his already long dark hair
that they were unable to cut,
and his dark black skin, which was unnatural, even for African people. He was shuttled between many foster parents, of whom most were unable to support him, or just didn't want him. He was living on the streets by the age of 9. Living there he met a man. The man never gave him his name, not even a hint. Orawn wondered if he even had one. For 6 years this man had trained him in many skills, and he was Orawn's only friend. He has become good at building temporary shelters, and fighting when he needs to. After those 6 years had gone by, Orawn witnessed a stranger put a bullet through the man's head. A year after this trauma the same stranger came after him, and Orawn managed to kill him, and found out the stranger was hired. But by who? His one goal in life is to find out who it is that wants him dead, and why, and make good work of murdering them, and avenging the man. Until then he will hunt that person down, and make sure he does not die until that point of time arrives.
The NCR has been escorting you to Utah, but we came across a minefield. Help us by doing the following:
Your Power-gaming definition is a bit shaky, so please fix that. =)
Your background is quite conflicting. The war started in 2077. The year it is now is 2284, 211 years after the Great War.
Thank you for looking that over, but for now:
OOC: IGN: Tabbecat97 Age: 14 Time you can dedicate: Alot of time, however I will go afk to pm my good friends who play on a medieval server. Why us?: I have recently been thru a hard time on medieval servers and want something to show my ex I am more rebellious than he thinks. And I also loved the fallout games. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role playing is pretending to be another person and getting to act like them Define Meta-gaming in your words: For one to use knowledge that you as a human know and not that your character knows Define Power-gaming in your words: To focus on one goal, such as gaining wealth, and not trying other things, such as making a house starting a farm going on a adventure to name a few.
IC: Name: Kit Duskhold Nickname: Kit, never Kitten or Cat Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: 5 foot 7, 120 lbs, frail, seems very weak, light skin tone, short black hair, dark blue jeans, white tube top, tattered black cowl, a old pair of fist fighting gloves, is often seen with a rather hardened look on her face, never shows her fears, looks worried often, uses a headset to speak to her team, likes to be seen as a rebel. Personality: BOLD- Kit is bold because she is a natural born leader and likes to step forward to help. HELPFUL- Kit is helpful because she never fails her team even if something horrid has recently happened to her. BRAVE- Kit isn't afraid to die along side her team and friends and is often seen looking around to help anybody even if the task will kill her. STRONG- Kit is strong in many ways. For one she can manage to use a heavy sword like it was a stick. She is also brain strong after reading and studying books that her father had kept and her mother insisted she didn't read. SELF VOCAL- Kit is self vocal beause she likes having her opinions heard where ever she is. In-game RP example: (Include dialog) *Kit wanders into a building that looks like an old workshop. Inside is a oven filled with coal and iron. There is also a chest full of food and tools that Kit can use. Behind her, Kit hears a shuffle and quickly turns around ready to kill.* Kit: *demanding* Who's there? *A man dressed rather well despite the war steps out of the shadows* Man: *chuckles lowly* So you've found my horde? Kit: *demanding still* Why do you have all this stuff? Man: *rubs his short goatee* So I can give it to brave people like yourself. Help yourself to some bread and tools. I have no use for it. *Kit take 3 bread and an iron sword and slowly backs away to the window and shatters it, diving out into the musky street. She rolls, covering herself with her cowl to protect her from the shattered glass. She quickly stands up and runs into the smoky air.* Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
The year is 2266, Luce Deran, a 21 year old barmaid with pale skin and a frail build, saw a man on the street as she was rushing home from work. He had green eyes and black hair, and he was very tanned and wearing tattered clothing. It was raining and the man was very sick. She took him in and nursed him back to heath. The man was running an extremely high fever and his left arm was fractured. After the man was better, he introduced himself as Sarge. He was in the army, but was separated from his troop after falling ill from the rain. Luce took pity on him and hugged him. Sarge asked to stay one more night, before heading off to find his team and Kit's mother was happy to let him stay. That night, however, Sarge raped her and left, thinking she would bleed to death. But she didn't. She had to live in shame for nine months, carrying the unborn baby. Our story, truly begins with a birth.
The year is 2267 and Luce has just finished giving birth to a small girl. The baby opened her eyes and they where not blue, like most, but purple. Luce saw the baby as something different and named her Kit. Kit, from her new tender birth, heard her mother speak the tale of how she came to be. Luce assumed that Kit couldn't understand her, but truly Kit could. Kit remembered this tale forever and it never left her. As Kit grew, Luce's proud also grew. Kit was a bold, bright girl who spoke her mind, even though it got her in trouble a lot. Kit had lost the violet eyes in trade for green ones. Luce worked hard to keep her job and to keep the house spotless. Often Luce had to bring Kit to the bar, but didn't have to worry much. Kit from the time she entered, to the time she left, showed that she had guts. The was had street smarts and was strong, even thu she looked weak. Luce didn't mind the fact that her daughter was mainly raised in the bar because it taught Kit lessons. She saw what happened.
When Kit was 4, she went to Luce and begged to go to school. Luce at the time was sitting at the table working out budget and saw her only little angel begging. Luce remembered herself, not going to school and decided she wanted better for Kit. So that week she took Kit to school where she proved once more that she was rather smart. By the time her first year was up, she read everything she could touch and often read anything. Luce decided a good place now for young Kit was the library. So that summer, Luce, with Kit in hand, walked to the library where Sarge sat. He was in a suit and tie and was reading the news paper. Luce quickly went to the librarian and told her to make sure that man stayed away from Kit and that Kit was able to read some good books. The librarian nodded and Luce left for work. The librarian kneeled down to Kit and asked her if she wanted to find a good book. Kit nodded and said she wanted a big book. The librarian laughed and went to go get a few simple chapter books for Kit to read over. Sarge looked over and saw a little girl with big green eyes, waiting. He got up and squatted down to her level, looking deep into her green eyes that told her story. He asked simply "Who is you mom". Kit responded "Luce". Sarge knew that Luce hadn't died and this was his only daughter. Sarge went back to his seat and the librarian returned with boos. Kit took them and the librarian went back to work. Kit totted over to Sarge and sat down next to him. She asked "Are you my brother?" Sarge laughed and said, "No, I am your dad." Luce returned a few hours later to see Kit on Sarge's lap and a hatred comes over her. "How dare you touch her!" Luce yells, grabbing Kit. Sarge blinks and responds "She is my daughter. You could at least let me meet her." Luce ignores him and storms out to her house, a small apartment in the slums. Sarge follows her. "You haven't changed it much." He says softly. Luce sets Kit down and scats her to her room. "What do you want?" She demands. "How was I supposed to know you where alive. And you had MY only child." Luce sits down and motions Sarge to do the same. "Because you left me to die. I had to live with the shame. And Kit knows. Yet she forgave you only because you are her blood." Sarge puts his head in his hands. "I was young and foolish. I am a different man now. A business man, you see." Luce nods. "What do you want. To take away my sweet baby?" Sarge shakes his head, "No, how about being my wife so that I don't have to bear waiting to see my daughter." Luce debates and agrees. The next year they are married and moved into a small home in the suburbs with a nice school and a good library.
Kit grows quickly and happily in her family. When she is 10, she seems still to be bold, brave, and very charming. She loves the fact that Luce married Sarge, even after what he did to her. Kit learned much and she learned a lot from Luce and Sarge, who happily had another baby, a boy. Kit liked her little brother and he looked a lot like Luce, blue eyes and blonde hair. She often watched him when Luce and Sarge went out for meetings and dinner parties. Luce had quit her job at the bar and was a good wife for Sarge. When Kit was 14 she graduated from high school, being top of her class and the only one to graduate early. Sarge wanted to make her a business woman and Luce wanted her to go to collage. Kit's plans, however, surprised all of them. Even Kit herself. After saying good-bye to her family she left with a rucksack and the clothing on her back, setting off to find herself once more. Along the way she learned a bit about fighting and a bit about the war. Back at home, nobody talked about the war.
When Kit turned 16, she found herself in a small band of rebels against the war and against everything. After the leader fell ill, she quickly became the new leader and lead them to a few small victories and a rare loss. The team was very good until the leader died. He had planned to make his brother, a hated rebel who was mean and disliked the team, leader. The team soon rebelled this and Kit was once again the leader. They all soon settled down and made a small camp, unknowing that a bomb was planted. The bomb exploded, leaving Kit alone again. She woke up in the midst of rubble and the bodies of the team. Her clothing was ruined and she reached into her bag for a spare tube top, blue jeans, and found an old cowl, tattered and ruined. It reminded her of the war and of the team and she set off. She reached Utah on her 17th birthday and the gift she got was a punch in the face and spit in her eyes. Kit soon became bitter, but still was the bold, charming, and brave self she always was. She drifted for a bit before deciding mainly to look for a place to settle down. After a few days, she found a book about the war and read it over, learning of the horror that happened...
Nuke cola is tasty! ~ Kit
And yes, I do believe I remember you from Impact. Seems like we might be role playing again soon selbor.
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"This.... This is my true form. Are you afraid?" Damien Nex.
Sins of our Fathers, Fallout role playing server.
OOC: cdnelson74
IGN: Dont have 1
Age: 24
Time I can dedicate: It depends
Why Us: I've played Fallout 3 and it is still my favorite game.
RP in my words: All I can say is Pure Awsomeness.
Meta-gaming: it sucks
Power-gaming: Leave the Hadokins to the fighting games.
CHARACTER INFO
Name: Kid
Nickname: The Strange One
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Apperance: Steve is fine
Personality: Mad, Random, Forgiving
In-game Example: There's none because he is so random.
Background: He was born in July 4, 2070. His early life has been lost thanks to leaving Vault 215 (in Chicago)
in a hurry and selected "Brand New Life". The sudden memory reset sent his brain into a craze.
After surviving the streets of the remains of Chicago, he discovered a caravan coming past Chicago. They are on their way to Salt Lake City. He joined the Caravan to discover what was out there
OOC: cdnelson74
IGN: Dont have 1
Age: 24
Time I can dedicate: It depends
Why Us: I've played Fallout 3 and it is still my favorite game.
RP in my words: All I can say is Pure Awsomeness.
Meta-gaming: it sucks
Power-gaming: Leave the Hadokins to the fighting games.
CHARACTER INFO
Name: Kid
Nickname: The Strange One
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Apperance: Steve is fine
Personality: Mad, Random, Forgiving
In-game Example: There's none because he is so random.
Background: He was born in July 4, 2070. His early life has been lost thanks to leaving Vault 215 (in Chicago)
in a hurry and selected "Brand New Life". The sudden memory reset sent his brain into a craze.
After surviving the streets of the remains of Chicago, he discovered a caravan coming past Chicago. They are on their way to Salt Lake City. He joined the Caravan to discover what was out there
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OOC:
IGN:ddog795
Age:13
Time you can dedicate:all day sometimes at night
Why us?:Fallout is my favorate game series in the world
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A character that takes action like a villain or the main hero
Define Meta-gaming in your words:knowing somehting that shouldn't be known yet or OOC like knowing someones name before you meet them
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something unfair or not eltting the other person have a chance(Example) killing and brain washing a hundred people at once
IC:
Name:Mike
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:32
Gender:Male
Appearance:cuscaisian,lonley.
Personality: he goes with the flow(smooth not fusteriated), sometimes but rarely gets mad
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
(Kid) Hey mister you there? hello?(man) (groans) (kid) uhh.(man) It's party time!(kid) ahh!(Raider 1) you fell for it little squirt(Man) my name was Mote.(Raider 2) haha lets see what he has.(Mote) shut up!(Raider 2) sorry.(Mote) now tell us were is the G.E.C.K(Kid) i don't know.(Mote) kill him boys!(Raider 1 and 2) takes out 9mm hnad guns) (kid) ahhh(kid get shot to death) (Mote) that tells him.(Raider 1 and 2) whoohoooo.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)Mike he was born on the far east side of Utah.When mike was 15 his parents died form radation poisioning and his brother had to take care of mike.when mike was finnaly 18 his brother died from Raiders.mike barly escaped with his life on the hand. running far till he didn't know where he was mike was greeted by some wastelanders.Those wastelanders said that mike never got mad exept for 1 time when a raider came by and tried to steal the brahmin but mike he got mad he took out a combat shotgun and shot the riader right at the head and pop his head was gone. thats the only time we ever seen him mad.While mike got older those Wastelander died from NCR. becuase the NCR thought those Wastelanders stole all of their ammo but not mike becuase mike did not look like the third thief. when mike was 28 he encounterd a vault deweler name jim so he asked jim if he can assist him in his journy jim siad alright.But shortly after that jim was found dead at his house he made.
Four years after Jims death Mike got lonley very lonley. when he met someone like Jim or someone with a good heart he whould ask if he chould join them but they replied NO! with a scream.but Mike whouldn't care he whould jsut leave and find another person. When he did find a person it was a NCR solder in Utah it was the same NCR solder that Mike seen when his Wastelander friends where taken in to custody.Mike got mad again and killed that NCR solder and hid the body under a rock.Mike talked to another NCR solder and started a rumor that there was a legionary inside NCR. that stoped the NCR from looking for the dead NCR solder.Mike got soem radiation poisining from steping ina highly radiated area and later soon to be very sick so he decided to trade witha wasteland docter and asked that docter (can you help me take care of my radiation) the docter said yes. Mike was later soon to feel great and gave the wastelander 200 caps. no docter makes that much caps from 2 radaways.Mike later found himself fainting the next day he woke up he found 2 NCR troopers looking for the dead NCR guard.Mike found himself running to the nearest town.But before that he got caught in a moutain slide. and lsot his weapons
IGN:Dexevara
Age:17
Time you can dedicate: Depends on what’s going on in my life and how much I’ll be interested in the server once I join.
Why us? : I know people who play on here.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Acting as a character and playing while living in that character’s skin.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using OOC information’s for IC purpose
Define Power-gaming in your words: Giving yourself over powered characteristics or powers that alters the gameplay.
IC:
Name: Frank Waters
Nickname: Frank
Age: 40’s
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long grey hair and a 3 days beard. I look way older then I am but I’m still handsome (I guess or I hope so). I’m some kind of tall and skinny, not muscular at all.
Personality: I’d lie if I was to say I’m a defender of justice or something among those lines. Well I’m awesome but still some kind of asshole…for some reasons you don’t need to know. I always keep my cool and always knew how to rock and bring the party in the place I went. I’ll explain that in a bit.
In-game RP example: Frank was looking at the ruins of what used to be his house and his studio.
NCR soldier: So Mr. Waters what are you gonna do now?
Frank: Well kid, I don’t know. I’m getting too old for all this ****.
NCR soldier: Will you keep broadcasting sir?
Frank: After all this? Are you kidding me? I might just move to the North.
NCR soldier: Utah?
Frank: Yes maybe. I’ll miss Arizona but everything I had I lost it long ago.
NCR soldier: People will miss your voice and your music you know?
Frank: You know boy, there will always be someone to take my place.
NCR soldier: Well sir it’s been a pleasure to meet you and fight by your sides.
Frank: Keep on the good work and stay alive Chris.
NCR soldier: Will do sir! *whispers* He remembers my name!
Frank walked away with his backpack and took a last look at what was left of the UNR building.
Background: Like most of the wastelanders he was born in some shitty shack in the middle of the nuclear wastelands. More precisely near the Arizona/Utah border on the Arizona side. He had a shitty childhood and stuff and let’s skip to the interesting part. At the age of 21 he met a girl coming out of a vault. The girl was actually born in the vault but because of some technical problems they had to come out. He fell in love with her and had a little girl with her. But before the second birthday of the little Annie, Frank had already disappeared. He roamed and travelled around Arizona, Utah and some other places.
He roamed pointlessly like this for 8 years until he came back to Arizona to settle down and start a radio station called United News Radio. The radio became big in the region where he settled down. The radio kept broadcasting without interruption for more than 10 years. But when he was 41, or something around this, there was a big conflict with some other radio station. The whole conflict ended up in fire and flames. The UNR building ended up exploding killing most of the UNR staff except Frank and 2 or 3 technicians. So he decided to go back to Utah and left the wreckage of all he built behind him.
So here he is. Drinking a tasty ice cold Nuka Cola.
IGN:kaingoyan
Age:13
Time you can dedicate: a decent majority of my time. (1-2 hours a day minimum)
Why us?: Well, when i read about servers that i am signing up for, i look for the detail in the forum. I noticed all the people that tagged this server, so i think it will be good. I am looking for a server that can fill my minecraft fallout roleplay needs, and i think you can fullfill
Define Role-Playing in your words: Roleplaying: To act as something you are not, in charecter. Roleplaying pertains to several topics, such as Steampunk, and Fantasy (Knights, wizards, etc.)
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using adavntages that you find out OOC, then you use it in charecter. EX: You are looking for a certain person to kill, but you cn't find him, so you look on the dyna map, find him, and kill his charecter.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Ex: Sniping sommeone from a million yards away, but it also goes through the person and kills 20 other people.
Basicaly the opposite of what rp is actually sapoused to be.
IC:
Name:Derek Lost
Nickname: Steel
Age: 24
Gender:Male
Appearance: Derek is from a vault in New Vegas. and dons an armored vault suit. The armor plating is partly rusty, and his suit is muddy, damp, and torn in places. His expression is neutral, and wears goggle on his face. He also wears muddy boots.
Personality: Derek has a very neutral personality, the "i will be nice to you, if you don't try and shoot me in the face" attitude. He can be verry grim at times, but for the most part, is friendly. Derek also has a passion for woman. (
In-game RP example: A strange man approaches Derek, with an insane look in his eyes, and he also seems to be foaming out of his mouth. Derek asks him if he is okay. The man responds by suddenly stopping, and looks at Lost with hungry eyes. The man yells "YOU LOOK DELICIOUS!!!" at Derek, and begins to charge him. Derek takes a few seconds to realize what is happening, but he wips out his pistol, and shoots the man in the face. He loots the body, puts the man in the ditch, and gives him a moment of silence. Derek then continues on his way.
Background: As said before, Derek was born in a vault in New Vegas. He never eally had many friends, or talked to anybody. He was known as a "Nobody". One day, a group of kids in the vault that were the so called "Social kids" started to notice him, and mocked him for having no friends. Most of the time, Derek ignored it. His mother and father were never there for him, they were both drunks. One day, he had been getting made fun of all day, and he went home to find his parents both dead, drunk on the floor. Hee picked up the smashed bear bottle, accidently dropping it on his mother neck. His mothers neck began to gush blood. He tried to clean, but all he did was get covered in his mothers red blood. A man burst in, wearing a vault security uniform, and yelled at him "Daily inpection!-.....OH MY GOD!" By now, Derek wascovered in his mothers blood, and holding a broken beer bottle covered in blood. The man grabbed Derek, and hauled him to the overssers office. Derek had not known much about punishment in the vault, but the overseer stated that Derek was to be thrown out into the wasteland to fend for himself. They gave him a gun, and set him off into the world. Derek lived his life mostly in a rare patch of forest in New vegas, eventually though, his home steadd was invaded by raiders, so he decided to mov on. He made a long and treachorous journey to Salt lake city. He smiled when he saw the sign, but his adventures in the city, are yet to be told....
Nuka Cola is Tastey!
Hope you like it!
Hoped
OOC:
IGN:ddog795
Age:13
Time you can dedicate:all day sometimes at night
Why us?:Fallout is my favorate game series in the world
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A character that takes action like a villain or the main hero
Define Meta-gaming in your words:knowing somehting that shouldn't be known yet or OOC like knowing someones name before you meet them
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something unfair or not eltting the other person have a chance(Example) killing and brain washing a hundred people at once
IC:
Name:Mike
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:32
Gender:Male
Appearance:cuscaisian,lonley.
Personality: he goes with the flow(smooth not fusteriated), sometimes but rarely gets mad
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
(Kid) Hey mister you there? hello?(man) (groans) (kid) uhh.(man) It's party time!(kid) ahh!(Raider 1) you fell for it little squirt(Man) my name was Mote.(Raider 2) haha lets see what he has.(Mote) shut up!(Raider 2) sorry.(Mote) now tell us were is the G.E.C.K(Kid) i don't know.(Mote) kill him boys!(Raider 1 and 2) takes out 9mm hnad guns) (kid) ahhh(kid get shot to death) (Mote) that tells him.(Raider 1 and 2) whoohoooo.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)Mike he was born on the far east side of Utah.When mike was 15 his parents died form radation poisioning and his brother had to take care of mike.when mike was finnaly 18 his brother died from Raiders.mike barly escaped with his life on the hand. running far till he didn't know where he was mike was greeted by some wastelanders.Those wastelanders said that mike never got mad exept for 1 time when a raider came by and tried to steal the brahmin but mike he got mad he took out a combat shotgun and shot the riader right at the head and pop his head was gone. thats the only time we ever seen him mad.While mike got older those Wastelander died from NCR. becuase the NCR thought those Wastelanders stole all of their ammo but not mike becuase mike did not look like the third thief. when mike was 28 he encounterd a vault deweler name jim so he asked jim if he can assist him in his journy jim siad alright.But shortly after that jim was found dead at his house he made.
Four years after Jims death Mike got lonley very lonley. when he met someone like Jim or someone with a good heart he whould ask if he chould join them but they replied NO! with a scream.but Mike whouldn't care he whould jsut leave and find another person. When he did find a person it was a NCR solder in Utah it was the same NCR solder that Mike seen when his Wastelander friends where taken in to custody.Mike got mad again and killed that NCR solder and hid the body under a rock.Mike talked to another NCR solder and started a rumor that there was a legionary inside NCR. that stoped the NCR from looking for the dead NCR solder.Mike got soem radiation poisining from steping ina highly radiated area and later soon to be very sick so he decided to trade witha wasteland docter and asked that docter (can you help me take care of my radiation) the docter said yes. Mike was later soon to feel great and gave the wastelander 200 caps. no docter makes that much caps from 2 radaways.Mike later found himself fainting the next day he woke up he found 2 NCR troopers looking for the dead NCR guard.Mike found himself running to the nearest town.But before that he got caught in a moutain slide. and lsot his weapons
Nuka Cola is Tasty
Live
IGN:Tetheris
Age:14
Time you can dedicate:4-5 hours, usually.
Why us?:I love fallout so much, and I've always wanted to have a multiplayer fallout game, (Yes I know, tactics, but it's not the same) so this seems like the perfect choice.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Role-playing is when you assume the personality of your character in game. You ARE that person.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is like ghosting for competitive multi-player games. You know things you shouldn't know, and act off of them.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being a god and "uberhaxx360noscopeownedningnoobnoobpickupaweelgunPICKUPAWEELGUN"ing people.
IC:
Name:Tetheris
Nickname: Teth
Age:20
Gender:Male
Appearance:Tetheris is a small but muscular man, who wears a dirty old world farmer's outfit with goggles. He has a brand from Caesar's legion on his forehead, which he usually covers up with his goggles, so people don't think he's part of the legion.
Personality:Tetheris is a polite and quiet man, permanently scarred from a life of legion torture. He hates the legion, and if he sees any legion soldiers, he yells his battle-cry of "REMEMBER THE SUN DOGS LEGION SCUM!"
In-game RP example:Nost: "Ye ain't the chatty type are ye boy?"
Tetheris: *Sneering* "No, I'm the choppy type."
N: *Reeling* "Woah woah woah, no need for that boy." *Twiddling his thumbs nervously* "Can I uh, getcha sumthin then?"
T:*Looks around*"Sure is, I need machetes, and knives, oh, and spears. Catch my drift?"
N:*Scrambling*"Oh yes I can scrounge some of those up I'm sure." Dropping knives*"Oh, look at me, soooo clumsy." *Stands up*"Here-"
T:*Tackles Nost and puts his blade against his neck.*"REMEMBER THE SUN DOGS LEGION SCUM."*Puts all of his weight down*
N:"Blurgglrggugllrllrgurr..."*Bleeds out.*
T:"Thankee-ser. Have a pleasant life."
Background: Tetheris was a member of the Sun Dogs tribe, which was conquered by legion forces led by Dead Sea sometime after 2176. Tetheris worked as a hunter, creeping along the craggy reaches of the Grand Canyon to kill Bighorners to supply his tribe with food. In his spare time, he also hunted Rad-Scopions for their venom, which he used to poison his blades. Tetheris was widely respected within his tribe as the best warrior, and as such, was met with an offer for a duel from a passing Legion soldier. After he won, Caesar sent men to assimilate his tribe, and capture him if at all possible. When Legion forces arrived, he killed five soldiers before being hit with a blow-dart and falling off of a 13 foot drop. His head suffered a major concussion, which a Follower of the Apocalypse offered to fix. The Followed succeeded, but the fall caused Tetheris to have a medium sized case of amnesia.
Caesar ordered that he be branded and trained like a new soldier. His instructor, Daniel, named him Tetheris. This instructor, like many Legion officers, was a cold blooded killer. He brutally tortured Tetheris, honing him into an enraged killing machine, and letting him loose on Caesar's enemies. At the Battle of Hoover Dam, a rock struck Tetheris just hard enough to cause him to regain a single memory, that of his father ordering him to never bow down to the Legion. When he remembered that, he went berserk. He flew through Legion ranks, causing as much damage as he could, then running off into the hills, we he lived for a year while his memories began to trickle back. After he regained some of his memories, he went back to civilization. He roamed the wastes, helping Lone Wanderers and tribes alike. Encouraging them to resist the Legion at any point possible. And he did indeed do just that. He killed dozens of Legion soldiers over the past few years, now, he's in Utah, and going to wreak havoc on the Legion.
Nuka-Cola is tasty.
IGN: Bacon_Nator
Age: 17
Time you can dedicate: Most of my day
Why us?: It seems to be one of the only legit looking fallout servers since Vault RP demise from horrible owners and staff.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplay is a state of inserting your self into another persons life giving life to a new persona potentially allowing you to be something you can not be in everyday life for example protaining to this a day to day survivor struggling thru the horrors and good times of a post apoc society.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is taking occ information and using it ingame without any possable way of gathering that knowledge ICly for example Occly some on says i have alot of diamonds stored in my house some one can not go to his house kill him and steal them without some how gaining that knowledge in game from the person himself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is basically saying I am a ninja super assassin Overlord or in simple terms your one of the assassins from Assassins creed capable of annihilation mass groups of men with tiny knives attached to your wrist and live and do it again tommorow.
IC:
Name: Cedric Bacon
Nickname: (Optional) Cedric
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: A skinny Caucasian Male standing at 6'-1" with dark brown hair. His lower face is badly disfigured which he covers with a desert camo bandana. He also has a scar slashed across his left eye which resulted in Blindness in his Left eye.
Personality: Cedric is a Chill relaxed person who lets most things roll off his back But he is fiercely loyal to any cause he follows and defends his friends and family willing to give his life for them. But Cedric can not turn down a good bottle of whiskey when he comes around it.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
This is a exert from a real RP event from Vault RP
Cpt. Bacon- Alright Men listen up you all know the drill this is a simple search and recover mission Main objective Pvt. Frost. Cpl. Thermal you and Pvt. Red will scale the wall first and provide overwatch for the rest of us while we search for the MIA. Any questions?
Pvt Red- Yeah one sir how do we even know hes alive sir?
Cpt B- We dont and if hes not then we will retrieve his corpse and if there is not a corpse we will retrieve his tags any other questions? good move out.
* The small force of troopers move out towards the Legion fort. In the darkness of the twilight the troopers snipe the patrolling sentries and sneak into the camp stealthily searching for Pvt. Frost until they came upon the crucifixes where the decaying body of Pvt Frost hung birds picking off pieces of flesh here and there.*
Pvt. Wolf- *Pukes* ughhh Sir the mmmmMonsters what human could do this to another ughhhh *pukes again*
Cpt. B- Stand up Soldier we have a job to do *reaches up and gingerly removes the corpse from the cross and humps it over his back* ughh Move out.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Birth- Age3
Cedric was born into a childless family in the growing city of shady sands of the New California Republic. He was the first born to Michelle and Benjamin Bacon a modest family who lived in a modest adobe. Michelle Bacon was a local school teacher teaching the local children how to read and write, Cedrics Father was a courier for the Gun Runners transporting guns to long distant customers and cedric's childhood was as good as a apocalyptic one could be with 3 more brothers and a sister being born into the family everything seemed perfect until one day when his father was held up and robbed losing a large sum of weapons which his employers the gun runners held him responsible to pay back. His father slipt deeper and deeper in debt and was fired from his courier position unable to pay his debt to the gun runners he layed low the gun runners VERY unhappy with the lack of repaid money sent out a bounty for the kidnapping of Cedric and his mother on their return from the local school but the attempted kidnapping was foiled by MP's who heard the cries, His father became spooked and signed him and his family up for a new government sponsored expedition to establish a new state in the old Mexican state of Baja called Rattletail he was around age 3.
New Life in Baja
Cedrics family and the other settlers which came out to around 29 people laid claim to a lay of laid around a old broken well which still held water. The settlement soon was established with six households living in hastily built shacks and a repaired well ad things look like there was potential here that was till the first contact, About a month after the settlement laid down its claims the native locals who occupied the land arrived and demanded access to the well which the then elected mayor John Charleston declined and threw the locals out. The locals soon arrived in force sparking a siege of Rattletail. Many of the settlers started to get killed as the siege continued Cedrics own family suffered from the death of his sister and his oldest younger brother. As the death toll soon rose to half of the town the mayor ordered a fake attack upon the besiegers to provide a distraction to allow Cedrics mother Michelle to escape with his brother to get back to the NCR and get help. A week after his mother and brother left for aid a group of 28 NCR Rangers under the command of Head Ranger Hanlon to assist the town, but they were to late the towns populace had been reduced to just 5 out of the 29 with Cedric his father the Mayor and his sons surviving. Eventually after much argument from the mayor the Ranger Hanlon forced The mayor and Cedrics father to abandon the town and move back to NCR territory so they packed up and left.
Rebuilding of the town and Cedrics Teen years
The Mayor with permission from the president and congress established another town called Anza-Borrego where Cedrics remaining family settled. His father soon built a wealthy big horn ranch teaching Cedric the ways of ranching and how to shoot so that he could defend the cattle from bandits and wild life. At age 13 there was a accident during a firefight between the local NCR garrison and raiding bandits at his fathers ranch resulting in the big horn barn to set upon fire. Cedric understanding this was his families source of income ignored the orders of the soldiers and ran into the barn forcing a stamped of the bighorns but was caught in barns collapse a burning beam striking cedric across the face forever marring it falling into unconscious he was rescued by a NCR trooper. Things returned to normal after that Cedric live out his life to 17 when his father was tragically murdered with all of his live stock Cedric in a rampage using the skills his father taught him he tracked down the murders like wild game shooting all but one dead the last on he proceed to shoot off body piece by body piece until he broke and told him the names of the men who hired him which cedric then put him out of his misery. Later that night the Mayor was awakened by a bright blaze ran out side he blanched at the sight of mutilated bodies and head on steaks outside of his front door his barn ablaze suddenly gun shots slew the silence of the night ringing out from the mayors home suddenly afraid he ran back into his home and for his closet where he stored his service rifle from his time as a trooper only to trip over his dead wife before he had a chance to recover a heavy club whacked him apon the head. When he awoke he was tied in his cellar Cedric stood before him the Mayors sons were tied and blindfolded on the floor. Cedric demanded answers of why the mayor hired
people to kill his father when he finally received his answer that he was payed by the Gun runners to do it Cedric Shoot each of his sons in the head and then cut out the mayors tongue and plunged the knife into the mayors diaphragm leaving him to die a slow painful death.
He returned home and grabed a rifle some ammo a bag of supplies saddled up a horse and headed off to a place he read about in a pre war book his mother carried with her all the way from Shady Sands, a place called Sin City some where in the Mojave dessert.
*Side Note*
For reference here are links to lore I used
http://fallout.wikia...wiki/Rattletail
http://fallout.wikia...ki/Anza-Borrego
Also anyone ever make the IRL Nuka cola recipe it is sure tasty
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IGN:GreenGenesis
Age:14
Time you can dedicate:An hour a day
Why us?: Fallouts kickass, thats why.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Being someone you're not to go deeper into an experience.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Doing things that your character wouldn't know.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Acting like a god.
IC:
Name: John Hawke
Nickname: Hawke
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'10
Personality: A loner.
In-game RP example:
*Walks down street*
*Gets Radio Transmission from trusted business partner*
What do you need?
I need you to scout out a town, lot of **** going down there.
Where is it?
/coordinates/
On my way tell you what I find.
Thanks, your my eyes out there be careful. I can't afford to lose you on this mission.
Got it.
Background: I was an accident. So you could say everything thats happened because of me was an accident. Or not. I don't remember much about my childhood I was moved around a lot to try to be kept safe. I have no idea who my parents are but they left a note saying; "He wasn't supposed to happen, were sorry" I hate them with a passion, and if I ever met them, it would be the hardest thing in the world not to unleash the pain that they caused me and I've held over my life.
.Now I work for random people who need jobs done, walking the wilderness avoiding cities and keeping myself safe. I usually won't interact with other people directly unless its for a deal or for my money to come to me. Either way, I stay off the beaten path and you you'll have a hell of a time tracking me down if you need me. But if you do find me, tell me what you need, I'll carry it out. Silently swooping down and doing what need stop be done, just like a hawk. Although I have one weakness. I love Nuka Cola soda, can't live without it.
IGN: Grazor
Age: 14
Time you can dedicate: 2-4 hours a day.
Why us?: I love apocalyptic stuff, and role-playing too.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples): Role-playing is acting out a characters life, that is of your design, and also interacting with other role-players, and their designed characters.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is like being an all knowing character.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is like being a godly character and thinking you can do whatever you want.
IC:
Name: Orawn Ender
Nickname: None
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5 foot 4, very skinny, dark black skin, human, caucasian (I know, you're a bit confused right now), strange purple eyes.
Personality: Paranoid, feared, because of his strangeness, although he wants to be liked.
In-game RP example:
Background:
Agreed.
OOC:
IGN: Tabbecat97
Age: 14
Time you can dedicate: Alot of time, however I will go afk to pm my good friends who play on a medieval server.
Why us?: I have recently been thru a hard time on medieval servers and want something to show my ex I am more rebellious than he thinks. And I also loved the fallout games.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role playing is pretending to be another person and getting to act like them
Define Meta-gaming in your words: For one to use knowledge that you as a human know and not that your character knows
Define Power-gaming in your words: To focus on one goal, such as gaining wealth, and not trying other things, such as making a house starting a farm going on a adventure to name a few.
IC:
Name: Kit Duskhold
Nickname: Kit, never Kitten or Cat
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5 foot 7, 120 lbs, frail, seems very weak, light skin tone, short black hair, dark blue jeans, white tube top, tattered black cowl, a old pair of fist fighting gloves, is often seen with a rather hardened look on her face, never shows her fears, looks worried often, uses a headset to speak to her team, likes to be seen as a rebel.
Personality: BOLD- Kit is bold because she is a natural born leader and likes to step forward to help. HELPFUL- Kit is helpful because she never fails her team even if something horrid has recently happened to her. BRAVE- Kit isn't afraid to die along side her team and friends and is often seen looking around to help anybody even if the task will kill her. STRONG- Kit is strong in many ways. For one she can manage to use a heavy sword like it was a stick. She is also brain strong after reading and studying books that her father had kept and her mother insisted she didn't read. SELF VOCAL- Kit is self vocal beause she likes having her opinions heard where ever she is.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) *Kit wanders into a building that looks like an old workshop. Inside is a oven filled with coal and iron. There is also a chest full of food and tools that Kit can use. Behind her, Kit hears a shuffle and quickly turns around ready to kill.*
Kit: *demanding* Who's there?
*A man dressed rather well despite the war steps out of the shadows*
Man: *chuckles lowly* So you've found my horde?
Kit: *demanding still* Why do you have all this stuff?
Man: *rubs his short goatee* So I can give it to brave people like yourself. Help yourself to some bread and tools. I have no use for it.
*Kit take 3 bread and an iron sword and slowly backs away to the window and shatters it, diving out into the musky street. She rolls, covering herself with her cowl to protect her from the shattered glass. She quickly stands up and runs into the smoky air.*
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
The year is 2266, Luce Deran, a 21 year old barmaid with pale skin and a frail build, saw a man on the street as she was rushing home from work. He had green eyes and black hair, and he was very tanned and wearing tattered clothing. It was raining and the man was very sick. She took him in and nursed him back to heath. The man was running an extremely high fever and his left arm was fractured. After the man was better, he introduced himself as Sarge. He was in the army, but was separated from his troop after falling ill from the rain. Luce took pity on him and hugged him. Sarge asked to stay one more night, before heading off to find his team and Kit's mother was happy to let him stay. That night, however, Sarge raped her and left, thinking she would bleed to death. But she didn't. She had to live in shame for nine months, carrying the unborn baby. Our story, truly begins with a birth.
The year is 2267 and Luce has just finished giving birth to a small girl. The baby opened her eyes and they where not blue, like most, but purple. Luce saw the baby as something different and named her Kit. Kit, from her new tender birth, heard her mother speak the tale of how she came to be. Luce assumed that Kit couldn't understand her, but truly Kit could. Kit remembered this tale forever and it never left her. As Kit grew, Luce's proud also grew. Kit was a bold, bright girl who spoke her mind, even though it got her in trouble a lot. Kit had lost the violet eyes in trade for green ones. Luce worked hard to keep her job and to keep the house spotless. Often Luce had to bring Kit to the bar, but didn't have to worry much. Kit from the time she entered, to the time she left, showed that she had guts. The was had street smarts and was strong, even thu she looked weak. Luce didn't mind the fact that her daughter was mainly raised in the bar because it taught Kit lessons. She saw what happened.
When Kit was 4, she went to Luce and begged to go to school. Luce at the time was sitting at the table working out budget and saw her only little angel begging. Luce remembered herself, not going to school and decided she wanted better for Kit. So that week she took Kit to school where she proved once more that she was rather smart. By the time her first year was up, she read everything she could touch and often read anything. Luce decided a good place now for young Kit was the library. So that summer, Luce, with Kit in hand, walked to the library where Sarge sat. He was in a suit and tie and was reading the news paper. Luce quickly went to the librarian and told her to make sure that man stayed away from Kit and that Kit was able to read some good books. The librarian nodded and Luce left for work. The librarian kneeled down to Kit and asked her if she wanted to find a good book. Kit nodded and said she wanted a big book. The librarian laughed and went to go get a few simple chapter books for Kit to read over. Sarge looked over and saw a little girl with big green eyes, waiting. He got up and squatted down to her level, looking deep into her green eyes that told her story. He asked simply "Who is you mom". Kit responded "Luce". Sarge knew that Luce hadn't died and this was his only daughter. Sarge went back to his seat and the librarian returned with boos. Kit took them and the librarian went back to work. Kit totted over to Sarge and sat down next to him. She asked "Are you my brother?" Sarge laughed and said, "No, I am your dad." Luce returned a few hours later to see Kit on Sarge's lap and a hatred comes over her. "How dare you touch her!" Luce yells, grabbing Kit. Sarge blinks and responds "She is my daughter. You could at least let me meet her." Luce ignores him and storms out to her house, a small apartment in the slums. Sarge follows her. "You haven't changed it much." He says softly. Luce sets Kit down and scats her to her room. "What do you want?" She demands. "How was I supposed to know you where alive. And you had MY only child." Luce sits down and motions Sarge to do the same. "Because you left me to die. I had to live with the shame. And Kit knows. Yet she forgave you only because you are her blood." Sarge puts his head in his hands. "I was young and foolish. I am a different man now. A business man, you see." Luce nods. "What do you want. To take away my sweet baby?" Sarge shakes his head, "No, how about being my wife so that I don't have to bear waiting to see my daughter." Luce debates and agrees. The next year they are married and moved into a small home in the suburbs with a nice school and a good library.
Kit grows quickly and happily in her family. When she is 10, she seems still to be bold, brave, and very charming. She loves the fact that Luce married Sarge, even after what he did to her. Kit learned much and she learned a lot from Luce and Sarge, who happily had another baby, a boy. Kit liked her little brother and he looked a lot like Luce, blue eyes and blonde hair. She often watched him when Luce and Sarge went out for meetings and dinner parties. Luce had quit her job at the bar and was a good wife for Sarge. When Kit was 14 she graduated from high school, being top of her class and the only one to graduate early. Sarge wanted to make her a business woman and Luce wanted her to go to collage. Kit's plans, however, surprised all of them. Even Kit herself. After saying good-bye to her family she left with a rucksack and the clothing on her back, setting off to find herself once more. Along the way she learned a bit about fighting and a bit about the war. Back at home, nobody talked about the war.
When Kit turned 16, she found herself in a small band of rebels against the war and against everything. After the leader fell ill, she quickly became the new leader and lead them to a few small victories and a rare loss. The team was very good until the leader died. He had planned to make his brother, a hated rebel who was mean and disliked the team, leader. The team soon rebelled this and Kit was once again the leader. They all soon settled down and made a small camp, unknowing that a bomb was planted. The bomb exploded, leaving Kit alone again. She woke up in the midst of rubble and the bodies of the team. Her clothing was ruined and she reached into her bag for a spare tube top, blue jeans, and found an old cowl, tattered and ruined. It reminded her of the war and of the team and she set off. She reached Utah on her 17th birthday and the gift she got was a punch in the face and spit in her eyes. Kit soon became bitter, but still was the bold, charming, and brave self she always was. She drifted for a bit before deciding mainly to look for a place to settle down. After a few days, she found a book about the war and read it over, learning of the horror that happened...
Nuke cola is tasty! ~ Kit
And yes, I do believe I remember you from Impact. Seems like we might be role playing again soon selbor.
Sins of our Fathers, Fallout role playing server.
Completely agreed. He agrees too --->
IGN: Dont have 1
Age: 24
Time I can dedicate: It depends
Why Us: I've played Fallout 3 and it is still my favorite game.
RP in my words: All I can say is Pure Awsomeness.
Meta-gaming: it sucks
Power-gaming: Leave the Hadokins to the fighting games.
Nickname: The Strange One
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Apperance: Steve is fine
Personality: Mad, Random, Forgiving
In-game Example: There's none because he is so random.
Background: He was born in July 4, 2070. His early life has been lost thanks to leaving Vault 215 (in Chicago)
in a hurry and selected "Brand New Life". The sudden memory reset sent his brain into a craze.
After surviving the streets of the remains of Chicago, he discovered a caravan coming past Chicago. They are on their way to Salt Lake City. He joined the Caravan to discover what was out there
i like pie
U SHOULD GET ACCEPTED!!!
OOC:
IGN:ddog795
Age:13
Time you can dedicate:all day sometimes at night
Why us?:Fallout is my favorate game series in the world
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A character that takes action like a villain or the main hero
Define Meta-gaming in your words:knowing somehting that shouldn't be known yet or OOC like knowing someones name before you meet them
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something unfair or not eltting the other person have a chance(Example) killing and brain washing a hundred people at once
IC:
Name:Mike
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:32
Gender:Male
Appearance:cuscaisian,lonley.
Personality: he goes with the flow(smooth not fusteriated), sometimes but rarely gets mad
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
(Kid) Hey mister you there? hello?(man) (groans) (kid) uhh.(man) It's party time!(kid) ahh!(Raider 1) you fell for it little squirt(Man) my name was Mote.(Raider 2) haha lets see what he has.(Mote) shut up!(Raider 2) sorry.(Mote) now tell us were is the G.E.C.K(Kid) i don't know.(Mote) kill him boys!(Raider 1 and 2) takes out 9mm hnad guns) (kid) ahhh(kid get shot to death) (Mote) that tells him.(Raider 1 and 2) whoohoooo.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)Mike he was born on the far east side of Utah.When mike was 15 his parents died form radation poisioning and his brother had to take care of mike.when mike was finnaly 18 his brother died from Raiders.mike barly escaped with his life on the hand. running far till he didn't know where he was mike was greeted by some wastelanders.Those wastelanders said that mike never got mad exept for 1 time when a raider came by and tried to steal the brahmin but mike he got mad he took out a combat shotgun and shot the riader right at the head and pop his head was gone. thats the only time we ever seen him mad.While mike got older those Wastelander died from NCR. becuase the NCR thought those Wastelanders stole all of their ammo but not mike becuase mike did not look like the third thief. when mike was 28 he encounterd a vault deweler name jim so he asked jim if he can assist him in his journy jim siad alright.But shortly after that jim was found dead at his house he made.
Four years after Jims death Mike got lonley very lonley. when he met someone like Jim or someone with a good heart he whould ask if he chould join them but they replied NO! with a scream.but Mike whouldn't care he whould jsut leave and find another person. When he did find a person it was a NCR solder in Utah it was the same NCR solder that Mike seen when his Wastelander friends where taken in to custody.Mike got mad again and killed that NCR solder and hid the body under a rock.Mike talked to another NCR solder and started a rumor that there was a legionary inside NCR. that stoped the NCR from looking for the dead NCR solder.Mike got soem radiation poisining from steping ina highly radiated area and later soon to be very sick so he decided to trade witha wasteland docter and asked that docter (can you help me take care of my radiation) the docter said yes. Mike was later soon to feel great and gave the wastelander 200 caps. no docter makes that much caps from 2 radaways.Mike later found himself fainting the next day he woke up he found 2 NCR troopers looking for the dead NCR guard.Mike found himself running to the nearest town.But before that he got caught in a moutain slide. and lsot his weapons
Nuka Cola is Tasty
Live
He was being sarcastic