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OOC: IGN: NintendoPro99 Age: 14 Time you can dedicate: Usually 4 to 5 hours a day. Why us?: The factions, the building, how nice the main post looks, also the Team Speak. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing in my own words would be, basically acting, and really getting into your character, having fun, but being realistic. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-Gaming in my own words would be, using Out of Character information and using that info In Character (IE: Somebody tells you they are at a certain place OOC, and then you go there IC). Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-Gaming in my own words is, letting your character do stuff the other character can't counter, (IE: Saying you put up boards behind the doors that make it not possible to open, or, kicking open a iron door that is locked on both sides, doing unrealistic stuff that make you over powered) also possibly forcing somebody in RP they can't get out of.
IC: Name: Chris Coffin Nickname: (Optional) Chris Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: White long hair, blue eyes, athletic figure, red over coat. Personality: Very nice, very respectful, helpful, nice to strangers, listens to his upper rankings (if in a faction), does what he's told (in faction), will take a bullet for a very good friend, and would do anything for anybody he would consider family. In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Chris: Hey, Cid, you see that addict over there? Cid: Yeah, what about him? Chris: Do you see that guy in a black coat over there? Cid: Yeah...? Chris: He's gonna try to sell drugs to him. We're low on caps...so.. when he sells it to the addict, want to go mug him? Cid: No, Chris! What the hell is wrong with you? Chris: Alright Cid. We'll find another way of getting food then. Cid: God, what if I wasn't here? You would have mugged him for the caps, wouldn't you? Chris: Yeah, shuttup.. let's go find some food.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Chris and Cid are brothers, born on the same days too. Cid died at only 18, and he was the one keeping Chris in check for a while. Chris would have been a rebel, if it wasn't for his brother. Chris learned because of Cid, Chris would have probably been dead if it wasn't for Cid, Cid was the best thing for Chris, and he would do anything to have Cid back. Chris still dreads the day Cid died.. Cid died, with Chris, they were traveling and a rad scorpion came up and stabbed Cid in the leg, leaving a gashing hole. Chris didn't notice that, and he went on ahead of Cid, didn't even notice he wasn't following him. Once he noticed, he ran back to where the scorpion was, saw that Cid was still alive, lying on the ground crying holding his leg. Chris paniced, didn't have anything for the poison. Chris picked up Cid, and ran as fast as he could with Cid on his back, he ran to the closest doctor he could think of, it was about 3 miles away. When they were about 10 minutes away from the doctor, he stopped hearing his brother cry, but didn't stop running. He refused to stop, by the time they got to the hospital, it was too late.. Cid was gone..
Chris has been a different man ever since. Chris is more of a good guy, he doesn't even think of wanting to do anything rebellious. All he cares about now, is making sure nobody he cares about gets hurt. He will do anything now, to keep anybody that he knows well, from getting hurt. He will jump infront of a bullet for them, he respects almost anybody, but he won't take anybody's ********. He will fight if he has too, he has no problem breaking a few bones. He would rather fight, take somebody's crap. And he won't let his friends take it either. If he sees a friend getting hurt, he will jump in and help.
Nuka Cola is tasty!
Hopefully the power gaming is fixed now :3
Why us?:
I love Fallout, and have played every game and beaten every game in every way possible more than 10 times.
Define Role-Playing in your words:
Roleplay is to assume the attitudes, and to make believe they’re another, and to understand a differing point of view from their own.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:
When game info is used by a player to gain an advantage. It also means using OOC info IG.
Define Power-gaming in your words:
The act where one declares his/her action against another player character is successful without giving the other player character the chance to act on his/her own perogative.
IC: Name:
Colby James
Nickname:
Cole
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Black hair, dirty salvaged power armor.
Personality:
Kind, gentle to women, will use force when applicable, and defends all in need.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Cole: Nice weapons you have here at the Silver Rush.
Gloria Van Graff: Listen punk, buy something or get the hell out of here.
Cole: No need for the hostility. In fact I’m looking to buy you’re best Plasma Rifle.
Gloria Van Graff: Here at the Silver Rush we have many Plasma weapons. Our best Plasma Rifle is the Van Graff Plasma Rifle.
Cole: I’m listening, you give me a cheap price, and I’ll be out of here.
Gloria Van Graff: 500 caps.
Cole: 250, and it’s a deal.
Gloria Van Graff: 400.
Cole: 350.
Gloria Van Graff: It’s yours now.
Background:
Colby James, or Cole James is a 24 year old looking to defend his family. He has a beautiful wife, and 2 kids. One day he decided to go into the NCR. He got special training, and eventually he became a Major. One day there was a huge attack on the Hoover Dam. He was deployed into Nevada at the Hoover Dam to supervise the Soldiers and to help on the Frontlines. That day was the day he’d regret ever going into the North California Republic Military. He fought and fought and fought soon the Legion suppressed their fighting, and had to retreat.
He came home… nobody was home, the back door was busted open. His wife and kids were no where in sight, there were some blood marks, and signs of someone being drug out.
Colby James is now spending his life trying to find his family.
There was a holotape message from Colby’s wife. It read the following:
“Colby, I… I don’t know how to put this… We’re being targeted. If you’re back and I’m gone I’ve been captured. Natalie my sister was attacked by the same people, those people said they we’re coming for me. If you’re listening to this, they’re taking me to Utah to sell me as a sex slave… the kids are going to be worker slaves. Please help us!! I love you Colby”
Colby James has made it to Utah, and is settling down in Salt Lake City, a town of ruins. Where he hopes to find his family.
Hello Colby939,
The NCR has some paperwork for you to fill out. Please do the following:
You cannot come into Utah with functioning eqiupment. Please note that everything that you bring into Utah is broken.
You ban have two bans, one being vague, and one for abusement of moderator powers. Explain that.
Your background is brief and vague. You don't simply get special training, you must define your character skills and why he got selected. Not everybody receives Ranger level training.
OOC:
IGN: Verdeski
Age: 20
Time you can dedicate: More than 40+ hours
Why us?: I love Fallout, and I love RP
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role playing is the art of acting out imaginary characters with other people.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is gaming outside of your own characters limitations. For example, if you used coordinates that someone told you, in order to attack an enemy base.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is giving your character god-like or near god-like powers in order to overcome impossible odds.
IC:
Name:Octavio Ramirez
Nickname: (Optional) Verdeski
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: A dark skinned man of 6'1 with a small facial scar under his left eye.
Personality: A rough-mannered and hot tempered Latino
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
*Hogarth walks through the street when he hears sounds coming from an alley*
"All you coins please" "No way! Just let me go!"
*Hogarth rushes into the alley* "Let that man go!"
"Or what?" *as he says that he plunges his dagger into the man's side*
"You'll pay for that!" *he draws his own dagger and charges the man*
"We're gonna play it like that huh?" *he pulls his dagger out of the man and charges Hogarth*
*they fight furiously, neither side gaining the upper hand*
Murderer:"Come on ya litlle brat!"
Hogarth:"I'll take you down, you filthy murderer!"
"Yeah? You and what army?"
"This army! GUARDS!" *he pushes the murderer away and takes a few steps back*
"You... you..." *the murderer charges Hogarth with a furious battlecry*
*Hogarth just steps out of the way*
*the murderer, in his fury not noticing Hogarth stepped out of the way, runs straight into the streets*
"You missed" Says Hogarth
*the murderer screams in frustration as the guards capture him*
*Hogarth runs into the alley to find the victim already dead*
*Hogarth lifts up and carries the victim out into the streets and hands him to one of the guards*
"Make sure this man gets a proper burial, he didn't deserve this"
Guard:"Yes sir, thank you for your help"
Hogarth: "No need to thank me, just doing what i need to do"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Octavio was once a noble warrior in the armies of Caesar's Legion. He grew up in the eastern lands and never knew his family. It was clear from an early age that he wanted, or even more so, needed a great purpose in life. He wasn't going to let anyone keep him down. When Octavio turned 24 he realized that Caesar was a corrupt and evil man, and planned nothing more than the utter destruction of mankind. This put much concern on Octavio's mind, which resulted in his final decision to leave the Legion and find a new purpose for his misguided life.
Once Octavio left the Legion, he headed westward, in the hopes that he could find something good for his life. He scoured the Wastes in order to find new purpose, and eventually came upon Utah, having heard of it from the Legions commanders, he knew that there was something more to this area.
OOC: IGN:SeanWhite Age:17 Time you can dedicate:Around 3-6 hours a day depending on work Why us?: Trying to find the best fallout rp server for me Define Role-Playing in your words: Roleplaying is when two or more people who aren't actually in a certain universe acts and thinks in a way their character would in said universe. Define Meta-gaming in your words:When knowledge that is learned from outside the RP universe is used in the RP universe. Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is the when someone use's unfair or unrealistic actions. Also when player acts out of terms without the other players consent making the RP seem less real. IC: Name:Raun Sinve Nickname: (Optional) Raun Age:20 Gender: Male Appearance: Brown hair and clean shaven. Where's a red jacket and dirty jeans.
Personality: A nice man but will do whatever it takes to bring himself and his companions up above everyone else. Is a quick thinker but doesn't like direct leadership. In-game RP example: (Include dialog)The pain struck her like lightning. Her hand reaching for her stomach. Feeling the pushes from inside her. "Honey! The baby's coming!" she shouted to her husband just coming home from hunting. The father drops the lizard carcass on the floor immediately and runs to her in a haste. Being prepared for this he reaches for a fixed wheelchair that was fixed just for this moment. Helping her prop his wife onto the wheelchair he keeps telling her "Everything is going to be alright and we we'll soon be a loving family". The soon-to-be mother know this in the back of her mind, but cant stop thinking of the pain in her stomach and the urgency of the situation. She yells "Quickly! Open the door and get the doctor!" "Oh...uhmm of-course!" the husband says clearly totally pre-occupied by situation. Wheeling her out of the house the husband starts yelling frantically "Doctor! Someone, get the doctor!". The local neighbors hear the cry and rush to get the local physician, since he has passed a few deliveries before. The doctors assistant comes to help bring the mother and points the way to the emergency room. The husband can feel the urgency in the situation and starts pushing his wife awkwardly to the emergency. Cursing under his breath he wished that they made off-road wheelchairs since this one is having hard time wheeling across the cracked and overgrown road. A new pitch of pain from his wife makes him use all his strength to pick up the pace. With the Hospital coming closer he knows that soon he'll be a father and his wife, a mother. After walking through the tin doors of the emergency the physician says "Please set her down here i'm all ready for the procedure". The husband helps his wife up and unto the table is asked to wait outside by the physician since he needs more room to work. The husband starts to say "But i need to..." cut off by a screech from his wife he thinks it over and walks outside. Checking himself over and realizing he is exhausted, he slumps down against the tin shack that is the emergency room and starts to doze. He is awakened by a baby's cry and rushes in to see how it went. The baby was in the physicians hands but looks concerned at the new mother. The father comes near his wife on the table sweating with exhaustion and whispers to him "Please let our soon be what he wants to be, i love you..." as the life drains away from her body. The new father starts to feels his life crash down upon him. He doesn't know what to do anymore but their is a light at the end of the tunnel a still-crying baby is all that is left of his wife. He knows that he will be the best father for him and will let his wife's dying breath not go to waste.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
He was born in a small settlement on the edge of the wasteland. His mother died in child birth and his father raised him all on his own. Raun's father knew that the only way to survive in the world was to is to know the basics of fighting. So he was taught how to shoot a pistol efficiently
and accurately. As he got older shooting cans always became his past time. But the restricted life of the settlement was too little for Raun. He wanted to leave and set out across the wastes making fortune and fame.
Day in. Day out. Everyday as the same thing. Starting off the day with scouting for raiders accompanied by a afternoon of hard labor. Raun knew that when he dies in life its not gonna be here, with or without his fathers consent. But re-thinking it over he might have to steal some of his father's money and food to make the trip to the next settlement. So after dark he finished his chores up fast and sneaking out of the barn and down the road. He knew he had to keep to the shadows and be silent to make this work. If he gets caught his father will never let him leave and he'll have to be miserable forever. The shack that him and his father live in is 2 shacks down and Raun so far hasn't been caught. Knowing that his father is at the local bar is was gonna be a clean get away. As he approaches the shack Raun starts to wonder what will his father act like when he finds all the money gone. He would be outraged and would have nothing to his name. Raun didn't want to hurt his father and make life harder for him. So instead of coming to steal his fathers goods Raun makes a note of where he is going and that he will always love his father.
The gate was guarded but it was easy enough to tell them that he's just going to refill the water. People do it all the time. After the usual "be-careful's", Raun finally go through the gate. His future is finally truly his to form and move around as he see's fit. With the small amount of food and water he brought with him he knows that it wont last long in the wasteland but he's sure it will tie him in for at least a day or two. At first he felt worried about this but now that he is finally out all he can feel is excitement. The re-assure himself he knows that his wits will keep him safe in the wasteland and his clothes of his back will keep him warm.
Nuka Cola is Tasty!
Hello SeanWhite,
You have the following problems:
Your RP example feels like it was set in a Pre-war situation, not in the Post-Apocalyptic situation.
You need to put in how your character got into Utah. If you mean "Edge of the wasteland", you need to become more descriptive.
Seems quite weird how when i applied at first my mistakes were changing the story and the usual about power gaming and meta gaming, but after i fixed that only power gaming was wrong. Now i have to remake the story again after another whitelister told me all i had to do was change my words around for powergaming. Kinda annoying how different whitelisters tell me different things. Kinda annoying.
Also waiting around 4 days for another review is kinda outrageous.
I prefer the best of your handiwork when writing an app, because that app shows that you are truly wanting to join the server.
Perhaps DinoKrieg did not tell you, since he is our most recent member, that all RP Example's must be Fallout based, even including your character. This serves as a check you are sticking your character's background.
With all due haste,
Lt. Bliss/selbies/selbor61/Blissy/<insert random comment about nicknames>
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
2/18/2012
Posts:
125
Minecraft:
Legobrick100
Member Details
OOC:
IGN:legobrick100
age:12(i know most 12 year olds arent mature, but i assure you i am very mature)
time you can dedicate:2-3 hours a day
why us:the background of this server is interesting and creative(and i have a passion for fallout)
define role-playing in your words:taking on the role of a character that is not yourself.
define powergaming in your words:using actions that give an unfair advantage, or are impossible to do.
IC:
Gender:male
Appearance:brown hair,beard,white(skin color),dark green eyes
Personality:caring,cheerful,helpful,positive
In-game RP example:
(Ethan walks into a bar)
(man sitting at bar looks at Ethan)
man:why do you look so happy?
Ethan:why not to be?
man:the blasted wasteland for one thing.
Ethan:well even in the wasteland we should remain positive.
man:(sarcasm) yea, maybe one day the wasteland will go back to the way it was.
Ethan:im not a stranger to sarcasm.
man:whatever.
(Ethan walks away)
Background:Ethan is a decendent from one of the vault 32 dwellers.at the age of 11 his mother and father were unfortunately turned into ghouls from the vault's experiment.however,he was able to escape from vault 32,after having to kill his mother and father with his BB gun.soon after,he was found by a caravan merchant,who was always cheerful.he was then raised as a caravan guard for the merchant.(having been raised by the merchant, his personallity was affected for the better)
during a caravan trip to Utah, the caravan was sacked by a gang of raiders.the merchant was killed,however using the dead caravan brahmin as a meat shield, and using a couple of frag grenades from the caravan supplies, he was able to kill the remaining raiders.unfortunately, the grenades damaged or destroyed what was left in the caravan supplies.
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OOC:
IGN: EpicDoopliss
Age: 17
Time you can dedicate: 6 - 8 hours per day.
Why us?: I've been on many Fallout RP servers, and have quit most of them for reasons such as bad admins, bad plotlines, and bad map design. I'd like to join yours because it seems better.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-playing is the act of playing a role. To role-play, commonly abbreviated to RP, you must develope your character, act, and such. For example, To RP a character from, say, the 1950s, you must act like your character is from that era, using words and slang from that time.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is using Out of Character (commonly abbreviated to OOC) information in character. For example, hearing someone joke in OOC about the location of their base, then going to their base IC, or killing someone due to them in OOC talking about items they had you want.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Forcing your actions onto others, such as dodging every attack, punching everyone, shooting everyone without missing, and such. Basically making yourself invincible by doing unrealistic things like getting a headshot everytime.
IC:
Name: Redigan Gasher
Nickname: (Optional) Red
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears a gasmask, and a black hat. Looks about 5 feet, 8 inches tall. You can see waht looks like a sort of rash/mutation near the edges of his mask. He's wearing a tattered jacket. Brown-color hair.
Personality: Has sympathy for mutants and ghouls. Pissed off easily. Overall nice to people, unless they tick him off. Rambles sometimes. Doesn't like traders overpricing their items, and hates raiders.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Redigan Gasher walks into the room, shotgun on his back. He looks around, looking for someone.
The lights our turned on, and a man emerges, sitting at his desk.
The man says, "Sit down, Red, sit down."
Redigan Gasher sits down at the chair in front of the desk.
The man asks, "Red, do you know why I asked you to come here?"
Redigan Gasher says, "What most people ask me to come for. They want someone dead or want something they can't get themselves."
The man asks, "Well, which do you think I want? Some person dead, or something I can't get myself, hmm?"
Redigan Gasher says, "You want someone dead. You always do."
The man says, "Yes, yes I do! Another dirty trader has come into town, and he's camming all my customers!"
Redigan Gasher says, "You mean the one selling **** for dirt cheap? I'm not killin' him. I like cheap items."
The man says, "Well then I'm going to have to do it myself."
Redigan Gasher says, "We all know you can't fire a weapon properly, and if you do, it won't even hit that man. You have the worst aim in town."
The man yells, "I do not!"
Redigan Gasher says, "Prove it."
The man pulls something from his desk, a 9mm pistol, and stands up, and aims it at Red's head.
Redigan Gasher says, "I bet you don't even have that thing loaded."
The man pulls the trigger, and the gun does not fire. No 9mm rounds are loaded.
Redigan Gasher chuckles and gets up, unslinging his shotgun, and aiming it at the man.
Redigan Gasher says, "Listen here, I worked for you because you had the best prices in town and you were paying me to get rid of raiders and gangs. but getting rid of competition? Competition selling stuff for reasonable prices? I'm not gonna kill someone who doesn't deserve it."
The man mumbles, "Unless the price is high enough.."
Redigan Gasher turns the safety on, and says, "Safety's off." Doing this to scare the man, though the safety is actually on.
The man says, "Okay, okay. Please don't kill me, though, please!"
Redigan Gasher laughs and slings his shotgun, leaving the room and saying, "You're a pathetic man, you know that?"
When Redigan Gasher got home that day and woke up the next morning to har the new trader was dead from a 9mm round shot into his forehead, he killed the man who tried to pay him to kill that trader and left the town, heading up to Utah.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) Redigan Gasher, nicknamed 'Red' ever since he was a kid, grew up it a Vault. That Vault was opened accidentally by Redigan and a few friends, and Redigan looked outside. The Vault experiment here was to see what would happen if a Vault was placed near an area that would become highly radioactive after the bombs were dropped, and would stay radioactive. So when Redigan looked outside, his face was engulfed in radiation. His face was nearly burnt off from the heat of a fire made by some ghouls, which was right in front of the Vault door. So when he looked out, his face had to deal with fire and radiation. He pulled his head out in time, and the Vault's medical team saved his life. And those two ghouls? Vault security, which was coming to the Vault door at the time, took Redigan with them and shot the two ghouls dead, not knowing they weren't hostile or feral, and were just looking for shelter.
Redigan was left with a mutated rash and burn marks that covered his whole frontside of his face. To avoid the rash infecting others, Redigan wore a mask. When the Vault doors opened, Redigan was wearing a gas mask, due to his burnt irradiated face. The radiation was too much for the others, and only a few made it out. Redigan, and three of his friends. They were all around the age of 16 to 17 at this time. Deciding that it would be better to get out of the area, and find some sort of town and settlement, they left. Most of them were heartbroken to have to leave their family and friends, dead, lying in a radioactive messpool. Eventually they were attacked by raiders, and those raiders killed one of Redigan's friends, Jackson Spring. Redigan and the two others got away. They all knew this wasteland was a harsh place, having lost family and friends to radiation and a friend to hostile raiders.
When Redigan and his two friends, Johnson Watts and Christina Roget, got to a small town full of shacks and junk, they decided to stay there. This would be their home. None of them knew how fast the town would expand. What started as a few shacks turned into a walled village trading caravans thought was good enough to stop by and sell their items, and Redigan became a mercenary. Johnson became a guard, and Christina became the town's local doctor, having medical knowledge from the Vault. They were all around 17 to 19 now, Redigan being 18. Redigan specialized in getting rid of hostile gangs and raider groups, killing most of them around the town off. He never really accepted a bounty or agreed to kill someone unless they deserved it. Redigan was a good mercenary, helping people by guarding them, getting things too dangerous for average wastelanders to get it, and such.
Eventually Redigan started working mainly for one man, who renamed anonymous to everyone, yet being the main shop in town. Eventually that man decided to ask Redigan to kill someone, just because they were competition. Redigan denied, and the man tried to kill him, but had no rounds loaded into his pistol. Redigan went home, knowing he would never do work with that man again. When he woke up, that man's competition was dead, and Redigan went and killed that man, quickly said goodbye to his friends, and headed to Utah. He had killed that man for a good reason- Murdering someone who did not deserve it and trying to kill him. Redigan was a good mercenary, unless that person who he was meant to kill didn't deserve it. (My character's backstory ends here, as he heads to Utah for a new home and work, possibly joining a faction, but staying a mercenary. If possible or allowed, I may want to make a mercenary faction if one does not exist.)
OOC: IGN:123justjack123 Age:16 Time you can dedicate: time varys as i have a part time job and do like to go out with friends i can usauly be on 4-7 hours a day Why us?: because i love minecraft and fallout and well it say in your fourm tittle you are the leading fallout rp Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) roleplay is a game where you and others use your imagenation and act out different types of senarios for your enjoyment Define Meta-gaming in your words:im new to rp and do not know what meta gaming is but would like to know Define Power-gaming in your words: power gaming is when someone acts as if they are undefeatable and fells they could take on an army with a knife
IC: Name:jack Nickname: (Optional) Age:17 Gender:male Appearance: tatterd rags with unclean skin Personality: a happy person when someone get to know him but afraid to let people close to him In-game RP example: (Include dialog)as the cruching of gravel get closer and the sun blinds my heart beats faster for whats about to happen the silence "hello whos there" the feeling of someone breathing on my neck as i slowly turn around. Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) a young boy who shelterd in a dug out hole deep underground by his father and neighbors as he spent two years underground not knowing what was left of his childhood home raiders broke open the door chaseing and killing many of the survivors leaveing him with his father laughing at what they had done.
as he left the tunnel with his father the seeked refuge in and local town where he felt welcome, he started to wonder if there was anything valuable out in the wastes and decided to pack up his backs and tavel into the wastes hopeing to find something only others would dream about, as he traveld he discoverd that delivering items to others was the way he could survive out all on his own.
Hello 123justjack123, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again: 1.A better definition of Role-Playing and Power-Gaming. 2.Answer Meta-Gaming, we have a brief description on the front page and there is plenty of info on Google about what it is, read up on it and write in your own words what it is. 3.A longer and more in-depth Role-Playing example, you have to little context, we don't know what's going on what so ever you need to add more detail (all Role-Playing examples must be done in the character you made so we can get a basic idea of how you rp and if you stick to your background) 4.A longer and more in-depth background, we don't know any names, places or events that are going on. Your background needs to be about your character life, what was his childhood like, was there any dramatic events that happened in his life that altered it forever, what were his parents/ guardians like, how was he raised, etc.... 5.You need to improve on your grammar and spelling, spelling can be fixed with Google Chrome but the grammar you will have to fix on your own. 6.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what it is.
I am sorry but until you have made these changes you will not be able to join the sever, I hope you make these changed and apply again.
OOC:
IGN: Cr57
Age: 19
Time you can dedicate: A couple of hours each day
Why us?: Because when I saw this server i was playing fallout and I thought how cool it would be to play fallout in Minecraft.
Define Role-Playing in your words: I would define Role-Playing as “Taking the role of another person who is not real and uacting like them for the funof you and others.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Metagaming is the use of out-of-game information or resources to affect one's in-game decisions.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Powergaming is a style of interacting with games or game-like systems with the aim of maximising progress towards a specific goal, to the exclusion of other considerations. In other words making your player OP or Invincible.
IC:
Name: Ron Ferguson
Nickname: Smiling Ronny
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ron is like any typical guy but, he likes to to go outside which has overtime given him a slight tan. HE has dark hair and brown eyes. He is 6”2. He likes to where his fathers Iron armor which was given to his father by the king of The Iron City. He has a beard which doesn’t really like to shave it but does on occasion.
Personality: Ron is a really nice guy always willing to help out. He is smiling mostly and always looking to crack a few jokes.
In-game RP example: A man and his daughter are riding a chariot into town.
Girl: daddy?
Dad: yes hun?
Girl: did you hear that sound?
Dad: no, sweetie, it's ok, just relax, probably a deer.
*Suddenly a wolf blocks the road. the chariot's horse bucks up, tipping over the chariot and causing the dad and girl to fall.
Girl: daddy!
Dad: sweetie! get to the horse!!
*the girl unhooks the horse from the crashed chariot. the father grabs a rock and throws it at the wolf.*
Dad: come here, you beast!
Girl: daddy!!
Dad: sweetie! i'll be ok. get to the down.
*The dad kicks the horse's behind, sending it running. The girl looks at her Dad, and the wolf behind him
Dad: go, sweetie!
*the wolf jumps on the father*...
Background: Ron grew up in a small city with his father and his two brothers. His brothers always beat him up which led to him being tough. His father (even though he was poor) always told his children to be happy no matter what and things would turn around. Well his father was killed by a guy who just stole his caps. One guy with a knife and his life was over.
The eldest brother took control of the family and moved into an orphanage because after a few weeks they were broke. After a couple of years in the orphanage Ron was adopted by a man named Jacob Fanston. But unfortunately for Ron it was only him who was adopted and Rob at the time was 16. SO separated from his brothers he felt he had nothing left to live for. Then he remembered his father saying “Be happy no matter what and things would turn around” and Rob took faith in what his father said and stayed happy for 1 year. And then a newspaper came along one day saying “Two boys found dead killer still at large”. Rob was absolutely devastated when he saw this an ran away (he was 18 at the time). So now Ron lives on his own in the town he grew up in.
Hello Cr57, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing.
2.Your Role-Playing example is good but all Role-Playing examples must be done IC so we can see how you Role-Playing as that character and if you follow your background.
3.A longer and more in-depth background, all you did was tell us little details about Ron's life, we need to know more. To better your background you should add stuff about his childhood and upbringing, if there were any other dramatic events that altered his life, what happened to his mother, what were his brothers names, how did he end up in Utah, etc...
4.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what that is.
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, if/when you make these changes and it meets our standards you will be whitelisted A.S.A.P.
Time you can dedicate: Anytime that I can Why us?: I've been a fan of FO since the first. i've looked around plenty, and I think SoOF is the right RP server for me !
Define Role-Playing in your words: When I roleplay, I change my behaviour to assume that of another, fictional character, be it in a game, or in a performance. Roleplaying is acting as someone else.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta is when you use OOC info whilst IC, for example, if you adjust relationships with another char because of IRL relations, that's meta. Define Power-gaming in your words: When you powergame, your char has abilities bordering on godlike, he/she cannot die, be injured, and is invincible.
IC:
Name: Jacob Tant
Nickname: Irish
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: A tall, wiry young man with a shock of red hair and boyish looks. He has auburn stubble on his face, from not shaving. He has cold blue eyes, that keep any emotion tucked away. He carries a small banjo, to entertain himself on long nights, and has a sand-coloured cloak to camouflage himself. He carries an ancient, worn brush gun called "Family Ties", but it is broken and Tant cannot fix it.
Personality: A quiet, reserved type. He rarely speaks unless necessary, but despite this silence, is an efficient fighter. Has little sense of humor, albeit a morbid one. Shows kindness and mercy, but is cold to certain people. He is very clever, and fast. In-game RP example:
Two NCR troopers are patrolling the fenced perimeter of their checkpoint on a plain. It is a warm night in Utah. They are walking past a thick brush. Soldier 1: . . . and then, Micheals runs out of the bush, being tailed by about 3 of those roaches, screaming, with his pants around his ankles. Soldier 2: Well, I guess that's what the kid gets for trying to take a **** without so much as a knife to defend himself. Both laugh. Soldier 2: But anyway, you should have seen what happened the other day. We was on the trail of these poachers, gonna give 'em a chat, and... He is silenced when the other soldier puts up a hand, and stops. He looks like he is listening intently for something. Soldier 2: What the hell, man? What is it now? Soldier 1: You hear that? Soldier 2: I don't hear jack squat, brother. Let's keep moving. Soldier 1: No, no, I heard a growl, or something... something's out there. Soldier 2: Yeah, yeah, come on. A loud growl suddenly emanates from the brush. Soldier 1 raises his repeater in the direction. Soldier 1: *in a harsh whisper* Tell me you heard that. Soldier 2: That one I heard. I think we should book it back to the 'point, y'know, tell some– He is cut off a second time, this time by a tall, scaly beast emerging from the brush, howling. Soldier 1: DEATHCLAW! *fires weapon* The Deathclaw rushes him, and tears into him with his claws. The soldier is dead before he hits the ground. Soldier 2 is already running, and stumbles. Soldier 2: NONONONONONONONONONONONONO! *crawling backwards as the bloody Deathclaw converges on him* The Deathclaw leans over him, drooling on his boots. The soldier is white with fright, and just as the Deathclaw snarls, showing his razor-sharp teeth, it is shot in the shoulder by someone behind the soldier. The creature recoils, spreading it's arms in that terrible way. Another shot nails it in the chest, and it hits the ground hard, yelping. The shots echo across the plain. The soldier looks confused, then turns around to see a man in a cloak, holding a brush gun, emerging from the brush. The man removes his hood, revealing bright red hair, then smiles grimly and offers the soldier a hand. Stranger: Shouldn't have wasted 2 bullets on that 'claw. *helps soldier up* Soldier 2: *looks bewildered and confused* Stranger: Jacob Tant. Soldier 2: R-Ron Ferguson. They shake hands.
Background: Jacob Tant is son to a rape victim of vicious raider "The Lord", who impregnated his mother, Sarah Tant, and left. He was born in the Mojave Desert. Sarah raised him as best she could on their little supplies. Jacob was very clever and fast as a boy, and stole from small settlements for him and his mother to survive. He lived a life that was happy, considering the odds. But when Sarah died from radiation poisoning, the 10-year-old boy had to fend off on his own. He roamed the Mojave, a silent scavenger looking for a home. For the next eight years, Jacob lived alone in the Mojave. One day, Tant encountered a beautiful girl named Ross. The two fell in love, and traveled together. Eventually, Ross was pregnant with Jacob's baby. Life was perfect. But, in the Mojave, all good things come to an end. Then turn ugly. One day, as Jacob and Ross were travelling , a group of raiders led by none other than The Lord ambushed them, kidnapping Ross. Tant was beaten to a pulp, stripped of all valuables, and left for dead. Jacob, however, wouldn't die that easy. He grabbed his old .357 that was left behind by the raiders and tracked the Lord stealthily. When he found his opportunity, he attacked The Lord's men, only to be captured and having to watch his love, Ross, have her throat slit. With a unfathomable rage, Jacob jumped up, disarmed the nearest raider, and opened up on them. He killed most of the raiders, and the rest ran away. The Lord himself was killed in the retaliation, ironically giving vengeance to both Sarah AND Ross. Jacob then grieved over Ross' body for hours, burying her in an unmarked grave east of Novac. Because of the loss of his love and unborn child, the happiness went out of Jacob. Tant, armed with nothing but a brush gun and a steely determination for bloodlust, took to killing any raider he came across. He practiced martial matters (shooting, hand-to-hand) daily, and became a top shot. He did odd jobs, a caravan guard being one, for six long years, until New Vegas fell into anarchy. He migrated to Utah, and has since opted to become an NCR sharpshooter. And the rest... is still to come.
THANK YOU FOR READING MY APP ! I HOPE TO BE RP'ING WITH YOU SOON! NUKA COLA IS TASTY!
Before I review your app I need to know if your account name is L45T5T4ND82 or maxkenny23, please specify.
I was told to re-apply and was never replied to (Page 137.) Here it is again.
Second try, :3
OOC: IGN: NintendoPro99 Age: 14 Time you can dedicate: Usually 4 to 5 hours a day. Why us?: The factions, the building, how nice the main post looks, also the Team Speak. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing in my own words would be, basically acting, and really getting into your character, having fun, but being realistic. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-Gaming in my own words would be, using Out of Character information and using that info In Character (IE: Somebody tells you they are at a certain place OOC, and then you go there IC). Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-Gaming in my own words is, letting your character do stuff the other character can't counter, (IE: Saying you put up boards behind the doors that make it not possible to open, or, kicking open a iron door that is locked on both sides, doing unrealistic stuff that make you over powered) also possibly forcing somebody in RP they can't get out of.
IC: Name: Chris Coffin Nickname: (Optional) Chris Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: White long hair, blue eyes, athletic figure, red over coat. Personality: Very nice, very respectful, helpful, nice to strangers, listens to his upper rankings (if in a faction), does what he's told (in faction), will take a bullet for a very good friend, and would do anything for anybody he would consider family. In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Chris: Hey, Cid, you see that addict over there? Cid: Yeah, what about him? Chris: Do you see that guy in a black coat over there? Cid: Yeah...? Chris: He's gonna try to sell drugs to him. We're low on caps...so.. when he sells it to the addict, want to go mug him? Cid: No, Chris! What the hell is wrong with you? Chris: Alright Cid. We'll find another way of getting food then. Cid: God, what if I wasn't here? You would have mugged him for the caps, wouldn't you? Chris: Yeah, shuttup.. let's go find some food.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Chris and Cid are brothers, born on the same days too. Cid died at only 18, and he was the one keeping Chris in check for a while. Chris would have been a rebel, if it wasn't for his brother. Chris learned because of Cid, Chris would have probably been dead if it wasn't for Cid, Cid was the best thing for Chris, and he would do anything to have Cid back. Chris still dreads the day Cid died.. Cid died, with Chris, they were traveling and a rad scorpion came up and stabbed Cid in the leg, leaving a gashing hole. Chris didn't notice that, and he went on ahead of Cid, didn't even notice he wasn't following him. Once he noticed, he ran back to where the scorpion was, saw that Cid was still alive, lying on the ground crying holding his leg. Chris paniced, didn't have anything for the poison. Chris picked up Cid, and ran as fast as he could with Cid on his back, he ran to the closest doctor he could think of, it was about 3 miles away. When they were about 10 minutes away from the doctor, he stopped hearing his brother cry, but didn't stop running. He refused to stop, by the time they got to the hospital, it was too late.. Cid was gone..
Chris has been a different man ever since. Chris is more of a good guy, he doesn't even think of wanting to do anything rebellious. All he cares about now, is making sure nobody he cares about gets hurt. He will do anything now, to keep anybody that he knows well, from getting hurt. He will jump infront of a bullet for them, he respects almost anybody, but he won't take anybody's ********. He will fight if he has too, he has no problem breaking a few bones. He would rather fight, take somebody's crap. And he won't let his friends take it either. If he sees a friend getting hurt, he will jump in and help.
Nuka Cola is tasty!
Hopefully the power gaming is fixed now :3
Hello NintendoPro99, I am happy to say you have been accepted onto the server, congratulations, everything seems to be in order and I enjoyed reading you background, hope to see you on the server soon.
OOC:
IGN: Verdeski
Age: 20
Time you can dedicate: More than 40+ hours
Why us?: I love Fallout, and I love RP
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role playing is the art of acting out imaginary characters with other people.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is gaming outside of your own characters limitations. For example, if you used coordinates that someone told you, in order to attack an enemy base.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is giving your character god-like or near god-like powers in order to overcome impossible odds.
IC:
Name:Octavio Ramirez
Nickname: (Optional) Verdeski
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: A dark skinned man of 6'1 with a small facial scar under his left eye.
Personality: A rough-mannered and hot tempered Latino
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
*Hogarth walks through the street when he hears sounds coming from an alley*
"All you coins please" "No way! Just let me go!"
*Hogarth rushes into the alley* "Let that man go!"
"Or what?" *as he says that he plunges his dagger into the man's side*
"You'll pay for that!" *he draws his own dagger and charges the man*
"We're gonna play it like that huh?" *he pulls his dagger out of the man and charges Hogarth*
*they fight furiously, neither side gaining the upper hand*
Murderer:"Come on ya litlle brat!"
Hogarth:"I'll take you down, you filthy murderer!"
"Yeah? You and what army?"
"This army! GUARDS!" *he pushes the murderer away and takes a few steps back*
"You... you..." *the murderer charges Hogarth with a furious battlecry*
*Hogarth just steps out of the way*
*the murderer, in his fury not noticing Hogarth stepped out of the way, runs straight into the streets*
"You missed" Says Hogarth
*the murderer screams in frustration as the guards capture him*
*Hogarth runs into the alley to find the victim already dead*
*Hogarth lifts up and carries the victim out into the streets and hands him to one of the guards*
"Make sure this man gets a proper burial, he didn't deserve this"
Guard:"Yes sir, thank you for your help"
Hogarth: "No need to thank me, just doing what i need to do"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Octavio was once a noble warrior in the armies of Caesar's Legion. He grew up in the eastern lands and never knew his family. It was clear from an early age that he wanted, or even more so, needed a great purpose in life. He wasn't going to let anyone keep him down. When Octavio turned 24 he realized that Caesar was a corrupt and evil man, and planned nothing more than the utter destruction of mankind. This put much concern on Octavio's mind, which resulted in his final decision to leave the Legion and find a new purpose for his misguided life.
Once Octavio left the Legion, he headed westward, in the hopes that he could find something good for his life. He scoured the Wastes in order to find new purpose, and eventually came upon Utah, having heard of it from the Legions commanders, he knew that there was something more to this area.
Hello Verdeski, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.Your Role-Playing example needs to be done in character so that we can get a feel of how you Role-Play and if you stick to your characters background.
2.A longer and more in-depth background, what was his life like working in the Legion, was there any particular event that made him realize his view of Caesar, why he didn't know his family, etc...
3.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what that is.
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to get onto the server, I hope you re-apply and have made these changes.
OOC:
IGN:legobrick100
age:12(i know most 12 year olds arent mature, but i assure you i am very mature)
time you can dedicate:2-3 hours a day
why us:the background of this server is interesting and creative(and i have a passion for fallout)
define role-playing in your words:taking on the role of a character that is not yourself.
define powergaming in your words:using actions that give an unfair advantage, or are impossible to do.
IC:
Gender:male
Appearance:brown hair,beard,white(skin color),dark green eyes
Personality:caring,cheerful,helpful,positive
In-game RP example:
(Ethan walks into a bar)
(man sitting at bar looks at Ethan)
man:why do you look so happy?
Ethan:why not to be?
man:the blasted wasteland for one thing.
Ethan:well even in the wasteland we should remain positive.
man:(sarcasm) yea, maybe one day the wasteland will go back to the way it was.
Ethan:im not a stranger to sarcasm.
man:whatever.
(Ethan walks away)
Background:Ethan is a decendent from one of the vault 32 dwellers.at the age of 11 his mother and father were unfortunately turned into ghouls from the vault's experiment.however,he was able to escape from vault 32,after having to kill his mother and father with his BB gun.soon after,he was found by a caravan merchant,who was always cheerful.he was then raised as a caravan guard for the merchant.(having been raised by the merchant, his personallity was affected for the better)
during a caravan trip to Utah, the caravan was sacked by a gang of raiders.the merchant was killed,however using the dead caravan brahmin as a meat shield, and using a couple of frag grenades from the caravan supplies, he was able to kill the remaining raiders.unfortunately, the grenades damaged or destroyed what was left in the caravan supplies.
nuka cola is tasty!
Hello legobrick100, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing and Power-Gaming.
2.Your app is missing some parts (Meta-Gaming, Name and Nickname(optional)), your app will be auto-denied until these have been added.
3.A longer and more in-depth background, to do this you should think about adding stuff like what his childhood was like, what were his parents like, how did he feel about living in a vault, did he get into any trouble while living int he vault, what was life like living with a caravan, etc...
Until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, I hope you do make these changes and apply again and that they meet our standards.
OOC:Freddie IGN:Derf__22 Age:15 Time you can dedicate:Weekends Why us?:You are the best Fallout Server out There Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking a person developing a story around them as you control him and mke his own future unfold around you Define Meta-gaming in your words:Never going in character knowing where locations are that your IC hasnt learned yet and trying to just get good loot to kill people Define Power-gaming in your words:Using hacked clients to cheat and disrupt server RP
IC:Kamix Name:Kamix Nickname: (Optional)Kam Age:32 Gender:Male Appearance: Caucasian with a rogue like apearence Personality:Edgy Worried Stealthy Paranoid In-game RP example: (Include dialog)Halt you over there turn around and tell me your name Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) After the events in new vegas i left the city and headed to salt lake. Along the way ive heard that there is civilizations there and i can resuply. I then decided to head there traveling along the way with caravans also heading there always on edge of an attack. you see i was a solider in the war in NewVegas and im always worried of not waking up in the morning and its always hard to trust anyone so as we aproaced salt lake i i broke off from the caravan and approached cautiosly and i was right to do so as a band of bandits attacked the caravan as a watched one of the bandits saw me and that is where my story begins
OOC:
IGN: EpicDoopliss
Age: 17
Time you can dedicate: 6 - 8 hours per day.
Why us?: I've been on many Fallout RP servers, and have quit most of them for reasons such as bad admins, bad plotlines, and bad map design. I'd like to join yours because it seems better.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-playing is the act of playing a role. To role-play, commonly abbreviated to RP, you must develope your character, act, and such. For example, To RP a character from, say, the 1950s, you must act like your character is from that era, using words and slang from that time.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is using Out of Character (commonly abbreviated to OOC) information in character. For example, hearing someone joke in OOC about the location of their base, then going to their base IC, or killing someone due to them in OOC talking about items they had you want.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Forcing your actions onto others, such as dodging every attack, punching everyone, shooting everyone without missing, and such. Basically making yourself invincible by doing unrealistic things like getting a headshot everytime.
IC:
Name: Redigan Gasher
Nickname: (Optional) Red
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears a gasmask, and a black hat. Looks about 5 feet, 8 inches tall. You can see waht looks like a sort of rash/mutation near the edges of his mask. He's wearing a tattered jacket. Brown-color hair.
Personality: Has sympathy for mutants and ghouls. Pissed off easily. Overall nice to people, unless they tick him off. Rambles sometimes. Doesn't like traders overpricing their items, and hates raiders.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Redigan Gasher walks into the room, shotgun on his back. He looks around, looking for someone.
The lights our turned on, and a man emerges, sitting at his desk.
The man says, "Sit down, Red, sit down."
Redigan Gasher sits down at the chair in front of the desk.
The man asks, "Red, do you know why I asked you to come here?"
Redigan Gasher says, "What most people ask me to come for. They want someone dead or want something they can't get themselves."
The man asks, "Well, which do you think I want? Some person dead, or something I can't get myself, hmm?"
Redigan Gasher says, "You want someone dead. You always do."
The man says, "Yes, yes I do! Another dirty trader has come into town, and he's camming all my customers!"
Redigan Gasher says, "You mean the one selling **** for dirt cheap? I'm not killin' him. I like cheap items."
The man says, "Well then I'm going to have to do it myself."
Redigan Gasher says, "We all know you can't fire a weapon properly, and if you do, it won't even hit that man. You have the worst aim in town."
The man yells, "I do not!"
Redigan Gasher says, "Prove it."
The man pulls something from his desk, a 9mm pistol, and stands up, and aims it at Red's head.
Redigan Gasher says, "I bet you don't even have that thing loaded."
The man pulls the trigger, and the gun does not fire. No 9mm rounds are loaded.
Redigan Gasher chuckles and gets up, unslinging his shotgun, and aiming it at the man.
Redigan Gasher says, "Listen here, I worked for you because you had the best prices in town and you were paying me to get rid of raiders and gangs. but getting rid of competition? Competition selling stuff for reasonable prices? I'm not gonna kill someone who doesn't deserve it."
The man mumbles, "Unless the price is high enough.."
Redigan Gasher turns the safety on, and says, "Safety's off." Doing this to scare the man, though the safety is actually on.
The man says, "Okay, okay. Please don't kill me, though, please!"
Redigan Gasher laughs and slings his shotgun, leaving the room and saying, "You're a pathetic man, you know that?"
When Redigan Gasher got home that day and woke up the next morning to har the new trader was dead from a 9mm round shot into his forehead, he killed the man who tried to pay him to kill that trader and left the town, heading up to Utah.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) Redigan Gasher, nicknamed 'Red' ever since he was a kid, grew up it a Vault. That Vault was opened accidentally by Redigan and a few friends, and Redigan looked outside. The Vault experiment here was to see what would happen if a Vault was placed near an area that would become highly radioactive after the bombs were dropped, and would stay radioactive. So when Redigan looked outside, his face was engulfed in radiation. His face was nearly burnt off from the heat of a fire made by some ghouls, which was right in front of the Vault door. So when he looked out, his face had to deal with fire and radiation. He pulled his head out in time, and the Vault's medical team saved his life. And those two ghouls? Vault security, which was coming to the Vault door at the time, took Redigan with them and shot the two ghouls dead, not knowing they weren't hostile or feral, and were just looking for shelter.
Redigan was left with a mutated rash and burn marks that covered his whole frontside of his face. To avoid the rash infecting others, Redigan wore a mask. When the Vault doors opened, Redigan was wearing a gas mask, due to his burnt irradiated face. The radiation was too much for the others, and only a few made it out. Redigan, and three of his friends. They were all around the age of 16 to 17 at this time. Deciding that it would be better to get out of the area, and find some sort of town and settlement, they left. Most of them were heartbroken to have to leave their family and friends, dead, lying in a radioactive messpool. Eventually they were attacked by raiders, and those raiders killed one of Redigan's friends, Jackson Spring. Redigan and the two others got away. They all knew this wasteland was a harsh place, having lost family and friends to radiation and a friend to hostile raiders.
When Redigan and his two friends, Johnson Watts and Christina Roget, got to a small town full of shacks and junk, they decided to stay there. This would be their home. None of them knew how fast the town would expand. What started as a few shacks turned into a walled village trading caravans thought was good enough to stop by and sell their items, and Redigan became a mercenary. Johnson became a guard, and Christina became the town's local doctor, having medical knowledge from the Vault. They were all around 17 to 19 now, Redigan being 18. Redigan specialized in getting rid of hostile gangs and raider groups, killing most of them around the town off. He never really accepted a bounty or agreed to kill someone unless they deserved it. Redigan was a good mercenary, helping people by guarding them, getting things too dangerous for average wastelanders to get it, and such.
Eventually Redigan started working mainly for one man, who renamed anonymous to everyone, yet being the main shop in town. Eventually that man decided to ask Redigan to kill someone, just because they were competition. Redigan denied, and the man tried to kill him, but had no rounds loaded into his pistol. Redigan went home, knowing he would never do work with that man again. When he woke up, that man's competition was dead, and Redigan went and killed that man, quickly said goodbye to his friends, and headed to Utah. He had killed that man for a good reason- Murdering someone who did not deserve it and trying to kill him. Redigan was a good mercenary, unless that person who he was meant to kill didn't deserve it. (My character's backstory ends here, as he heads to Utah for a new home and work, possibly joining a faction, but staying a mercenary. If possible or allowed, I may want to make a mercenary faction if one does not exist.)
NUKA
COLA
IS
TASTY
Hello EpicDoopliss, you have a good app and I would be happy to accept you, but there seems to be a problem. It appears you have two bans and without knowing what these bans are or why you have them I can not let you onto the server, if you are able to explain these bans and have a good reason to why you have them I would be happy to whitelist you.
OOC:Freddie IGN:Derf__22 Age:15 Time you can dedicate:Weekends Why us?:You are the best Fallout Server out There Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking a person developing a story around them as you control him and mke his own future unfold around you Define Meta-gaming in your words:Never going in character knowing where locations are that your IC hasnt learned yet and trying to just get good loot to kill people Define Power-gaming in your words:Using hacked clients to cheat and disrupt server RP
IC:Kamix Name:Kamix Nickname: (Optional)Kam Age:32 Gender:Male Appearance: Caucasian with a rogue like apearence Personality:Edgy Worried Stealthy Paranoid In-game RP example: (Include dialog)Halt you over there turn around and tell me your name Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) After the events in new vegas i left the city and headed to salt lake. Along the way ive heard that there is civilizations there and i can resuply. I then decided to head there traveling along the way with caravans also heading there always on edge of an attack. you see i was a solider in the war in NewVegas and im always worried of not waking up in the morning and its always hard to trust anyone so as we aproaced salt lake i i broke off from the caravan and approached cautiosly and i was right to do so as a band of bandits attacked the caravan as a watched one of the bandits saw me and that is where my story begins
Nuka cola is tasty
Hello Derf__22, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again: 1.A better definition of Role-Playing, Meta-Gaming and Power-Gaming. 2.A longer and more in-depth Role-Playing example, your Role-Playing example has to be about your character in a certain event and what he would do, read some of the other applicants Role-Playing examples so you get an idea of what we want. (Doesn't mean you can copy there Role-Playing example) 3.A longer, more in-depth background, your background is supposed to be about your characters life before he went to Utah, what his childhood was like, did any dramatic events happen that permanently changed his life, how did he end up in Utah, etc....
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, I hope you do apply again and put more thought into you app.
Also, it seems you have been banned three times, two for griefing and the other is unknown, would you mind explaining these bans?
Hello EpicDoopliss, you have a good app and I would be happy to accept you, but there seems to be a problem. It appears you have two bans and without knowing what these bans are or why you have them I can not let you onto the server, if you are able to explain these bans and have a good reason to why you have them I would be happy to whitelist you.
-Lord_Sythis
Bans? I have bans, where? On other servers? Well, the Fallout RP server I was recently on, I was banned on for complaining with the admin over things like him abusing admin during RP, and things like that. He basically CAP-raged me out of the server.
I may have bans on other servers for my cousin using my account to play Minecraft. I use Minecraft for single-player, roleplay servers, and a few PvP servers. My cousin, who is younger then me, me being 17, and him being around 14. For all I know he may be using my account for things I may not want him to use it for. No worries though, I have recently bought him his own account so we do not have to share accounts anymore. If my cousin has used my account to hack, grief, or do other things to server, I am sorry. He really wanted to play Minecraft, and I just gave him my username and password so he could play it. I've also had my own server griefed many times before, so I would not grief or such having had weeks of work destroyed by a sadistic immature admin who felt like world-editing TNT all over the build world.
I'd really like to join this server. I love Fallout, and Minecraft is great. The other servers I have been on either have immature bad admins, bad players, or bad maps. I'm sure this server will not have this problem, judging by the front page. Having found Gmod Fallout RP limited, due to things like small maps, and such like that, I see Minecraft as perfect, due to infinite generators, large maps, texture packs, with more great builders, and such. Judging by that picture of Salt Lake City, you got a great map.
I was attempting to run a server like this, but themed on Last Days. The server had it downfall on the destruction of its map, due to a sadistic admin, around 13, who decided to just destroy everything. We didn't have rollback, so we were basically screwed. I only go on one PvP server, Minesworn, and one build server, my own, which is just for building now. I'd like an RP server to play on, and yours seems fine.
Sorry for my cousin, if he has gotten me banned from a few servers.
OOC:
IGN: CoolDownPills
Age: 12
Time you can dedicate: 10 hours today, but in a week school starts then I can do about 5 hours a day.
Why us?: I was looking for a new fresh new Fallout server since most are bland, and after seeing your buildings and areas, I would love to join.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Role-playing is when you make a well developed character, and play out the situations that come your way in a certain scenario/world.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is when you use the information you learned OCC into role-play.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is when you doing something nearly impossible or something your character cannot do, like saying *CoolDownPills shot everyone at once without getting hurt*
IC:
Name: Gregory Hodges
Nickname: Mutt
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long blonde hair, a small beard, and a dog suit.
Personality: Silent, open-minded, impractical
In-game RP example: *walks into bar* Mutt: Where can I buy some alcohol? Bartender: Here, what you want? Mutt: The usual whiskey. Bartender: Are you depressed or some ****?
Mutt: Just give me the alcohol already. Bartender: Got caps? Mutt: Only 5, here you go. *Throws caps on table* Background: Gregory Hodges was born, but divines never blessed him or his parents. Greg was separated by his parents somehow, someway, to end up in a hell of a mess at 20 years of age. Greg never knew the truth about what his parents were or how they lost him, but didn't care. Liquor and whiskey stained his past life, making it harder to remember. All Greg knew or needs to know is, he has survived what was handed to him. Greg was a wanderer, stopping at the occasional bar to get food and some drinks, to set camp the next night. Life was average, a survivor trying to survive, not letting anything or anyone try to prevent it. Greg was use to the schedule every morning to quickly pull down camp and travel farther East. Most bar stories he heard came from the East. Some called it the land of riches and life, but Greg just called it East. People tell stories how they found many people, cities even out East, and loots and weapons that are so big, that they can blow away masses of mutants. Greg just knew they were tales of a drunk man's imagination, but Greg was a traveler and a gambler. But, the farther East he got, the more he'll see ruins. Hope filled Greg when there was nothing out there to hope for. One day, he found the real reason he went East. While scavenging through a destroy Big Mart, he found this girl in the aisle in front of him. She was paralyzed with his venomous sights. She ran quickly, Greg chased after, hopefully not letting another prospector steal his scraps. The chased goes down, aisle down aisle. But soon, Greg cached up as they reached a dead end. She stopped, while Greg kept running. He tried to stop his feet, but it was too late, he tackled her with his clumsiness. Greg gives out a small chuckle when they fell. She pushed him off, but afterwards she let out her hand. Did anyone in the wastes have the same looks and charm as her. Greg didn't even know her name and she was trying to help. Greg accepted the hand, being pulled up. He mumbled "Sorry..." as we walked away. She ran after him, being eager to find someone who didn't try to kill her. She got in front of him, making him stop. She quickly said "Hey stranger, I'm Janet!" She stared quietly at him, expecting a reply. Greg let out a bust of breath, quickly saying "I don't want to start relations here, I'm just going to go back to my camp and go back to my routine." Janet stopped him again saying "C'mon, your the first friendly face I've seen 'round here. Let's go split a conversation over whiskey, it's on me." Greg couldn't go at this point. If he wanted to leave without being followed, he had to agree to do this. Greg said "Whiskey sounds good, by the way, I'm Greg." His first contact with someone who didn't try to shoot back, this was a success. The night went on, one thing led to another, then Greg and Janet started an agreement to start traveling with each other. Greg forgot what happened on that day, but he thinks it was destiny that got them together, but it was really just luck and lust, with a touch of whiskey.
Years passed, Janet and Greg got closer. Soon, they considered themselves together in any kind of relation. But, one day Greg is going to loose it all. The day was hot, the sun was cooking like a frag grenade. It was dusty, sand coming in all directions. He told Janet to stick close attention and to stay behind him if she didn't want to loose her life. But, the sand was blinding, and out of no where bandits came out, guns shooting out. They commanded the both of them on their knees, Greg was ready for the execution. They first took their packs off, preparing to shoot anywhere. They started off with Greg, shooting him in the lower back. He fell, face against the sand. He was in shock. He's not dead. Thoughts in his head were speeding like trains. He just closed his eyes trying to ignore his life. He felt very light headed, he felt null. The second shot was fired. He tried to glance, but he couldn't do it. The pain was deep. After a few minutes. He opened his eyes again, seeing Janet's pale face, noticing the small bullet hole perfectly in her forehead. He couldn't bare the sight of his fallen comrade. Not even a comrade... his lover. He tried to move, struggling back up. He can move perfectly for a man who just got shot in the back. He could stand, walk even. But, when he tried to walk away from the scene, he started barfing. That memory was on replay, the image of Janet, it was spiraling. He just fell, it all went black. He later awoke, seeing no remains of Janet or his clothes. He was naked in the middle of the dessert. Greg searched the sands, finding the firm grip of his hunting knife. He went a little North, finding plains. He searched the fields for any scraps, only finding a pack of wolves. He chose the best situation possible. He skinned a wolf by wrestling it and choking it. Greg thought it was humane enough for his situation. He missed Janet, but he thought she would've wanted him to still live. That's the only thought that kept him alive for this long without bursting his brains out. So, he lived his life continuing to go East until he finds his maker. People he traded with started calling him 'Mutt'. He calls himself by that name now since of his apparel. He's waiting to find the next road that lays in front of him. Nuka cola is tasty!
Second try, :3
OOC:
IGN: NintendoPro99
Age: 14
Time you can dedicate: Usually 4 to 5 hours a day.
Why us?: The factions, the building, how nice the main post looks, also the Team Speak.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing in my own words would be, basically acting, and really getting into your character, having fun, but being realistic.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-Gaming in my own words would be, using Out of Character information and using that info In Character (IE: Somebody tells you they are at a certain place OOC, and then you go there IC).
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-Gaming in my own words is, letting your character do stuff the other character can't counter, (IE: Saying you put up boards behind the doors that make it not possible to open, or, kicking open a iron door that is locked on both sides, doing unrealistic stuff that make you over powered) also possibly forcing somebody in RP they can't get out of.
IC:
Name: Chris Coffin
Nickname: (Optional) Chris
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: White long hair, blue eyes, athletic figure, red over coat.
Personality: Very nice, very respectful, helpful, nice to strangers, listens to his upper rankings (if in a faction), does what he's told (in faction), will take a bullet for a very good friend, and would do anything for anybody he would consider family.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
Chris: Hey, Cid, you see that addict over there?
Cid: Yeah, what about him?
Chris: Do you see that guy in a black coat over there?
Cid: Yeah...?
Chris: He's gonna try to sell drugs to him. We're low on caps...so.. when he sells it to the addict, want to go mug him?
Cid: No, Chris! What the hell is wrong with you?
Chris: Alright Cid. We'll find another way of getting food then.
Cid: God, what if I wasn't here? You would have mugged him for the caps, wouldn't you?
Chris: Yeah, shuttup.. let's go find some food.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Chris has been a different man ever since. Chris is more of a good guy, he doesn't even think of wanting to do anything rebellious. All he cares about now, is making sure nobody he cares about gets hurt. He will do anything now, to keep anybody that he knows well, from getting hurt. He will jump infront of a bullet for them, he respects almost anybody, but he won't take anybody's ********. He will fight if he has too, he has no problem breaking a few bones. He would rather fight, take somebody's crap. And he won't let his friends take it either. If he sees a friend getting hurt, he will jump in and help.
Nuka Cola is tasty!
Hopefully the power gaming is fixed now :3
Hello Colby939,
The NCR has some paperwork for you to fill out. Please do the following:
You cannot come into Utah with functioning eqiupment. Please note that everything that you bring into Utah is broken.
You ban have two bans, one being vague, and one for abusement of moderator powers. Explain that.
Your background is brief and vague. You don't simply get special training, you must define your character skills and why he got selected. Not everybody receives Ranger level training.
Thank you for looking that over,
But for now:
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IGN: Verdeski
Age: 20
Time you can dedicate: More than 40+ hours
Why us?: I love Fallout, and I love RP
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role playing is the art of acting out imaginary characters with other people.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is gaming outside of your own characters limitations. For example, if you used coordinates that someone told you, in order to attack an enemy base.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is giving your character god-like or near god-like powers in order to overcome impossible odds.
IC:
Name:Octavio Ramirez
Nickname: (Optional) Verdeski
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: A dark skinned man of 6'1 with a small facial scar under his left eye.
Personality: A rough-mannered and hot tempered Latino
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
*Hogarth walks through the street when he hears sounds coming from an alley*
"All you coins please" "No way! Just let me go!"
*Hogarth rushes into the alley* "Let that man go!"
"Or what?" *as he says that he plunges his dagger into the man's side*
"You'll pay for that!" *he draws his own dagger and charges the man*
"We're gonna play it like that huh?" *he pulls his dagger out of the man and charges Hogarth*
*they fight furiously, neither side gaining the upper hand*
Murderer:"Come on ya litlle brat!"
Hogarth:"I'll take you down, you filthy murderer!"
"Yeah? You and what army?"
"This army! GUARDS!" *he pushes the murderer away and takes a few steps back*
"You... you..." *the murderer charges Hogarth with a furious battlecry*
*Hogarth just steps out of the way*
*the murderer, in his fury not noticing Hogarth stepped out of the way, runs straight into the streets*
"You missed" Says Hogarth
*the murderer screams in frustration as the guards capture him*
*Hogarth runs into the alley to find the victim already dead*
*Hogarth lifts up and carries the victim out into the streets and hands him to one of the guards*
"Make sure this man gets a proper burial, he didn't deserve this"
Guard:"Yes sir, thank you for your help"
Hogarth: "No need to thank me, just doing what i need to do"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs)
Octavio was once a noble warrior in the armies of Caesar's Legion. He grew up in the eastern lands and never knew his family. It was clear from an early age that he wanted, or even more so, needed a great purpose in life. He wasn't going to let anyone keep him down. When Octavio turned 24 he realized that Caesar was a corrupt and evil man, and planned nothing more than the utter destruction of mankind. This put much concern on Octavio's mind, which resulted in his final decision to leave the Legion and find a new purpose for his misguided life.
Once Octavio left the Legion, he headed westward, in the hopes that he could find something good for his life. He scoured the Wastes in order to find new purpose, and eventually came upon Utah, having heard of it from the Legions commanders, he knew that there was something more to this area.
Hello SeanWhite,
You have the following problems:
Your RP example feels like it was set in a Pre-war situation, not in the Post-Apocalyptic situation.
You need to put in how your character got into Utah. If you mean "Edge of the wasteland", you need to become more descriptive.
Thank you for looking this over,
But for now:
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Also waiting around 4 days for another review is kinda outrageous.
I prefer the best of your handiwork when writing an app, because that app shows that you are truly wanting to join the server.
Perhaps DinoKrieg did not tell you, since he is our most recent member, that all RP Example's must be Fallout based, even including your character. This serves as a check you are sticking your character's background.
With all due haste,
Lt. Bliss/selbies/selbor61/Blissy/<insert random comment about nicknames>
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IGN:legobrick100
age:12(i know most 12 year olds arent mature, but i assure you i am very mature)
time you can dedicate:2-3 hours a day
why us:the background of this server is interesting and creative(and i have a passion for fallout)
define role-playing in your words:taking on the role of a character that is not yourself.
define powergaming in your words:using actions that give an unfair advantage, or are impossible to do.
IC:
Gender:male
Appearance:brown hair,beard,white(skin color),dark green eyes
Personality:caring,cheerful,helpful,positive
In-game RP example:
(Ethan walks into a bar)
(man sitting at bar looks at Ethan)
man:why do you look so happy?
Ethan:why not to be?
man:the blasted wasteland for one thing.
Ethan:well even in the wasteland we should remain positive.
man:(sarcasm) yea, maybe one day the wasteland will go back to the way it was.
Ethan:im not a stranger to sarcasm.
man:whatever.
(Ethan walks away)
Background:Ethan is a decendent from one of the vault 32 dwellers.at the age of 11 his mother and father were unfortunately turned into ghouls from the vault's experiment.however,he was able to escape from vault 32,after having to kill his mother and father with his BB gun.soon after,he was found by a caravan merchant,who was always cheerful.he was then raised as a caravan guard for the merchant.(having been raised by the merchant, his personallity was affected for the better)
during a caravan trip to Utah, the caravan was sacked by a gang of raiders.the merchant was killed,however using the dead caravan brahmin as a meat shield, and using a couple of frag grenades from the caravan supplies, he was able to kill the remaining raiders.unfortunately, the grenades damaged or destroyed what was left in the caravan supplies.
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IGN: EpicDoopliss
Age: 17
Time you can dedicate: 6 - 8 hours per day.
Why us?: I've been on many Fallout RP servers, and have quit most of them for reasons such as bad admins, bad plotlines, and bad map design. I'd like to join yours because it seems better.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-playing is the act of playing a role. To role-play, commonly abbreviated to RP, you must develope your character, act, and such. For example, To RP a character from, say, the 1950s, you must act like your character is from that era, using words and slang from that time.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is using Out of Character (commonly abbreviated to OOC) information in character. For example, hearing someone joke in OOC about the location of their base, then going to their base IC, or killing someone due to them in OOC talking about items they had you want.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Forcing your actions onto others, such as dodging every attack, punching everyone, shooting everyone without missing, and such. Basically making yourself invincible by doing unrealistic things like getting a headshot everytime.
IC:
Name: Redigan Gasher
Nickname: (Optional) Red
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Wears a gasmask, and a black hat. Looks about 5 feet, 8 inches tall. You can see waht looks like a sort of rash/mutation near the edges of his mask. He's wearing a tattered jacket. Brown-color hair.
Personality: Has sympathy for mutants and ghouls. Pissed off easily. Overall nice to people, unless they tick him off. Rambles sometimes. Doesn't like traders overpricing their items, and hates raiders.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Redigan Gasher walks into the room, shotgun on his back. He looks around, looking for someone.
The lights our turned on, and a man emerges, sitting at his desk.
The man says, "Sit down, Red, sit down."
Redigan Gasher sits down at the chair in front of the desk.
The man asks, "Red, do you know why I asked you to come here?"
Redigan Gasher says, "What most people ask me to come for. They want someone dead or want something they can't get themselves."
The man asks, "Well, which do you think I want? Some person dead, or something I can't get myself, hmm?"
Redigan Gasher says, "You want someone dead. You always do."
The man says, "Yes, yes I do! Another dirty trader has come into town, and he's camming all my customers!"
Redigan Gasher says, "You mean the one selling **** for dirt cheap? I'm not killin' him. I like cheap items."
The man says, "Well then I'm going to have to do it myself."
Redigan Gasher says, "We all know you can't fire a weapon properly, and if you do, it won't even hit that man. You have the worst aim in town."
The man yells, "I do not!"
Redigan Gasher says, "Prove it."
The man pulls something from his desk, a 9mm pistol, and stands up, and aims it at Red's head.
Redigan Gasher says, "I bet you don't even have that thing loaded."
The man pulls the trigger, and the gun does not fire. No 9mm rounds are loaded.
Redigan Gasher chuckles and gets up, unslinging his shotgun, and aiming it at the man.
Redigan Gasher says, "Listen here, I worked for you because you had the best prices in town and you were paying me to get rid of raiders and gangs. but getting rid of competition? Competition selling stuff for reasonable prices? I'm not gonna kill someone who doesn't deserve it."
The man mumbles, "Unless the price is high enough.."
Redigan Gasher turns the safety on, and says, "Safety's off." Doing this to scare the man, though the safety is actually on.
The man says, "Okay, okay. Please don't kill me, though, please!"
Redigan Gasher laughs and slings his shotgun, leaving the room and saying, "You're a pathetic man, you know that?"
When Redigan Gasher got home that day and woke up the next morning to har the new trader was dead from a 9mm round shot into his forehead, he killed the man who tried to pay him to kill that trader and left the town, heading up to Utah.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) Redigan Gasher, nicknamed 'Red' ever since he was a kid, grew up it a Vault. That Vault was opened accidentally by Redigan and a few friends, and Redigan looked outside. The Vault experiment here was to see what would happen if a Vault was placed near an area that would become highly radioactive after the bombs were dropped, and would stay radioactive. So when Redigan looked outside, his face was engulfed in radiation. His face was nearly burnt off from the heat of a fire made by some ghouls, which was right in front of the Vault door. So when he looked out, his face had to deal with fire and radiation. He pulled his head out in time, and the Vault's medical team saved his life. And those two ghouls? Vault security, which was coming to the Vault door at the time, took Redigan with them and shot the two ghouls dead, not knowing they weren't hostile or feral, and were just looking for shelter.
Redigan was left with a mutated rash and burn marks that covered his whole frontside of his face. To avoid the rash infecting others, Redigan wore a mask. When the Vault doors opened, Redigan was wearing a gas mask, due to his burnt irradiated face. The radiation was too much for the others, and only a few made it out. Redigan, and three of his friends. They were all around the age of 16 to 17 at this time. Deciding that it would be better to get out of the area, and find some sort of town and settlement, they left. Most of them were heartbroken to have to leave their family and friends, dead, lying in a radioactive messpool. Eventually they were attacked by raiders, and those raiders killed one of Redigan's friends, Jackson Spring. Redigan and the two others got away. They all knew this wasteland was a harsh place, having lost family and friends to radiation and a friend to hostile raiders.
When Redigan and his two friends, Johnson Watts and Christina Roget, got to a small town full of shacks and junk, they decided to stay there. This would be their home. None of them knew how fast the town would expand. What started as a few shacks turned into a walled village trading caravans thought was good enough to stop by and sell their items, and Redigan became a mercenary. Johnson became a guard, and Christina became the town's local doctor, having medical knowledge from the Vault. They were all around 17 to 19 now, Redigan being 18. Redigan specialized in getting rid of hostile gangs and raider groups, killing most of them around the town off. He never really accepted a bounty or agreed to kill someone unless they deserved it. Redigan was a good mercenary, helping people by guarding them, getting things too dangerous for average wastelanders to get it, and such.
Eventually Redigan started working mainly for one man, who renamed anonymous to everyone, yet being the main shop in town. Eventually that man decided to ask Redigan to kill someone, just because they were competition. Redigan denied, and the man tried to kill him, but had no rounds loaded into his pistol. Redigan went home, knowing he would never do work with that man again. When he woke up, that man's competition was dead, and Redigan went and killed that man, quickly said goodbye to his friends, and headed to Utah. He had killed that man for a good reason- Murdering someone who did not deserve it and trying to kill him. Redigan was a good mercenary, unless that person who he was meant to kill didn't deserve it. (My character's backstory ends here, as he heads to Utah for a new home and work, possibly joining a faction, but staying a mercenary. If possible or allowed, I may want to make a mercenary faction if one does not exist.)
NUKA
COLA
IS
TASTY
its possible.
wtf!? what is the correct format!! i am litterally copying the entire front page to get the right application format!!
Hello 123justjack123, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing and Power-Gaming.
2.Answer Meta-Gaming, we have a brief description on the front page and there is plenty of info on Google about what it is, read up on it and write in your own words what it is.
3.A longer and more in-depth Role-Playing example, you have to little context, we don't know what's going on what so ever you need to add more detail (all Role-Playing examples must be done in the character you made so we can get a basic idea of how you rp and if you stick to your background)
4.A longer and more in-depth background, we don't know any names, places or events that are going on. Your background needs to be about your character life, what was his childhood like, was there any dramatic events that happened in his life that altered it forever, what were his parents/ guardians like, how was he raised, etc....
5.You need to improve on your grammar and spelling, spelling can be fixed with Google Chrome but the grammar you will have to fix on your own.
6.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what it is.
I am sorry but until you have made these changes you will not be able to join the sever, I hope you make these changed and apply again.
-Lord_Sythis
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Hello Cr57, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing.
2.Your Role-Playing example is good but all Role-Playing examples must be done IC so we can see how you Role-Playing as that character and if you follow your background.
3.A longer and more in-depth background, all you did was tell us little details about Ron's life, we need to know more. To better your background you should add stuff about his childhood and upbringing, if there were any other dramatic events that altered his life, what happened to his mother, what were his brothers names, how did he end up in Utah, etc...
4.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what that is.
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, if/when you make these changes and it meets our standards you will be whitelisted A.S.A.P.
-Lord_Sythis
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Before I review your app I need to know if your account name is L45T5T4ND82 or maxkenny23, please specify.
Hello NintendoPro99, I am happy to say you have been accepted onto the server, congratulations, everything seems to be in order and I enjoyed reading you background, hope to see you on the server soon.
-Lord_Sythis
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Hello Verdeski, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.Your Role-Playing example needs to be done in character so that we can get a feel of how you Role-Play and if you stick to your characters background.
2.A longer and more in-depth background, what was his life like working in the Legion, was there any particular event that made him realize his view of Caesar, why he didn't know his family, etc...
3.Your app seems to be missing something, read the rules to find out what that is.
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to get onto the server, I hope you re-apply and have made these changes.
-Lord_Sythis
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Hello legobrick100, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing and Power-Gaming.
2.Your app is missing some parts (Meta-Gaming, Name and Nickname(optional)), your app will be auto-denied until these have been added.
3.A longer and more in-depth background, to do this you should think about adding stuff like what his childhood was like, what were his parents like, how did he feel about living in a vault, did he get into any trouble while living int he vault, what was life like living with a caravan, etc...
Until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, I hope you do make these changes and apply again and that they meet our standards.
-Lord_Sythis
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IGN:Derf__22
Age:15
Time you can dedicate:Weekends
Why us?:You are the best Fallout Server out There
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking a person developing a story around them as you control him and mke his own future unfold around you
Define Meta-gaming in your words:Never going in character knowing where locations are that your IC hasnt learned yet and trying to just get good loot to kill people
Define Power-gaming in your words:Using hacked clients to cheat and disrupt server RP
IC:Kamix
Name:Kamix
Nickname: (Optional)Kam
Age:32
Gender:Male
Appearance: Caucasian with a rogue like apearence
Personality:Edgy Worried Stealthy Paranoid
In-game RP example: (Include dialog)Halt you over there turn around and tell me your name
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs) After the events in new vegas i left the city and headed to salt lake. Along the way ive heard that there is civilizations there and i can resuply. I then decided to head there traveling along the way with caravans also heading there always on edge of an attack. you see i was a solider in the war in NewVegas and im always worried of not waking up in the morning and its always hard to trust anyone so as we aproaced salt lake i i broke off from the caravan and approached cautiosly and i was right to do so as a band of bandits attacked the caravan as a watched one of the bandits saw me and that is where my story begins
Nuka cola is tasty
Hello EpicDoopliss, you have a good app and I would be happy to accept you, but there seems to be a problem. It appears you have two bans and without knowing what these bans are or why you have them I can not let you onto the server, if you are able to explain these bans and have a good reason to why you have them I would be happy to whitelist you.
-Lord_Sythis
Hello Derf__22, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are several ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
1.A better definition of Role-Playing, Meta-Gaming and Power-Gaming.
2.A longer and more in-depth Role-Playing example, your Role-Playing example has to be about your character in a certain event and what he would do, read some of the other applicants Role-Playing examples so you get an idea of what we want. (Doesn't mean you can copy there Role-Playing example)
3.A longer, more in-depth background, your background is supposed to be about your characters life before he went to Utah, what his childhood was like, did any dramatic events happen that permanently changed his life, how did he end up in Utah, etc....
I am sorry but until you make these changes you won't be able to join the server, I hope you do apply again and put more thought into you app.
Also, it seems you have been banned three times, two for griefing and the other is unknown, would you mind explaining these bans?
-Lord_Sythis
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Bans? I have bans, where? On other servers? Well, the Fallout RP server I was recently on, I was banned on for complaining with the admin over things like him abusing admin during RP, and things like that. He basically CAP-raged me out of the server.
I may have bans on other servers for my cousin using my account to play Minecraft. I use Minecraft for single-player, roleplay servers, and a few PvP servers. My cousin, who is younger then me, me being 17, and him being around 14. For all I know he may be using my account for things I may not want him to use it for. No worries though, I have recently bought him his own account so we do not have to share accounts anymore. If my cousin has used my account to hack, grief, or do other things to server, I am sorry. He really wanted to play Minecraft, and I just gave him my username and password so he could play it. I've also had my own server griefed many times before, so I would not grief or such having had weeks of work destroyed by a sadistic immature admin who felt like world-editing TNT all over the build world.
I'd really like to join this server. I love Fallout, and Minecraft is great. The other servers I have been on either have immature bad admins, bad players, or bad maps. I'm sure this server will not have this problem, judging by the front page. Having found Gmod Fallout RP limited, due to things like small maps, and such like that, I see Minecraft as perfect, due to infinite generators, large maps, texture packs, with more great builders, and such. Judging by that picture of Salt Lake City, you got a great map.
I was attempting to run a server like this, but themed on Last Days. The server had it downfall on the destruction of its map, due to a sadistic admin, around 13, who decided to just destroy everything. We didn't have rollback, so we were basically screwed. I only go on one PvP server, Minesworn, and one build server, my own, which is just for building now. I'd like an RP server to play on, and yours seems fine.
Sorry for my cousin, if he has gotten me banned from a few servers.
IGN: CoolDownPills
Age: 12
Time you can dedicate: 10 hours today, but in a week school starts then I can do about 5 hours a day.
Why us?: I was looking for a new fresh new Fallout server since most are bland, and after seeing your buildings and areas, I would love to join.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Role-playing is when you make a well developed character, and play out the situations that come your way in a certain scenario/world.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming is when you use the information you learned OCC into role-play.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is when you doing something nearly impossible or something your character cannot do, like saying *CoolDownPills shot everyone at once without getting hurt*
IC:
Name: Gregory Hodges
Nickname: Mutt
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long blonde hair, a small beard, and a dog suit.
Personality: Silent, open-minded, impractical
In-game RP example: *walks into bar* Mutt: Where can I buy some alcohol? Bartender: Here, what you want? Mutt: The usual whiskey. Bartender: Are you depressed or some ****?
Mutt: Just give me the alcohol already. Bartender: Got caps? Mutt: Only 5, here you go. *Throws caps on table* Background: Gregory Hodges was born, but divines never blessed him or his parents. Greg was separated by his parents somehow, someway, to end up in a hell of a mess at 20 years of age. Greg never knew the truth about what his parents were or how they lost him, but didn't care. Liquor and whiskey stained his past life, making it harder to remember. All Greg knew or needs to know is, he has survived what was handed to him. Greg was a wanderer, stopping at the occasional bar to get food and some drinks, to set camp the next night. Life was average, a survivor trying to survive, not letting anything or anyone try to prevent it. Greg was use to the schedule every morning to quickly pull down camp and travel farther East. Most bar stories he heard came from the East. Some called it the land of riches and life, but Greg just called it East. People tell stories how they found many people, cities even out East, and loots and weapons that are so big, that they can blow away masses of mutants. Greg just knew they were tales of a drunk man's imagination, but Greg was a traveler and a gambler. But, the farther East he got, the more he'll see ruins. Hope filled Greg when there was nothing out there to hope for. One day, he found the real reason he went East. While scavenging through a destroy Big Mart, he found this girl in the aisle in front of him. She was paralyzed with his venomous sights. She ran quickly, Greg chased after, hopefully not letting another prospector steal his scraps. The chased goes down, aisle down aisle. But soon, Greg cached up as they reached a dead end. She stopped, while Greg kept running. He tried to stop his feet, but it was too late, he tackled her with his clumsiness. Greg gives out a small chuckle when they fell. She pushed him off, but afterwards she let out her hand. Did anyone in the wastes have the same looks and charm as her. Greg didn't even know her name and she was trying to help. Greg accepted the hand, being pulled up. He mumbled "Sorry..." as we walked away. She ran after him, being eager to find someone who didn't try to kill her. She got in front of him, making him stop. She quickly said "Hey stranger, I'm Janet!" She stared quietly at him, expecting a reply. Greg let out a bust of breath, quickly saying "I don't want to start relations here, I'm just going to go back to my camp and go back to my routine." Janet stopped him again saying "C'mon, your the first friendly face I've seen 'round here. Let's go split a conversation over whiskey, it's on me." Greg couldn't go at this point. If he wanted to leave without being followed, he had to agree to do this. Greg said "Whiskey sounds good, by the way, I'm Greg." His first contact with someone who didn't try to shoot back, this was a success. The night went on, one thing led to another, then Greg and Janet started an agreement to start traveling with each other. Greg forgot what happened on that day, but he thinks it was destiny that got them together, but it was really just luck and lust, with a touch of whiskey.
Years passed, Janet and Greg got closer. Soon, they considered themselves together in any kind of relation. But, one day Greg is going to loose it all. The day was hot, the sun was cooking like a frag grenade. It was dusty, sand coming in all directions. He told Janet to stick close attention and to stay behind him if she didn't want to loose her life. But, the sand was blinding, and out of no where bandits came out, guns shooting out. They commanded the both of them on their knees, Greg was ready for the execution. They first took their packs off, preparing to shoot anywhere. They started off with Greg, shooting him in the lower back. He fell, face against the sand. He was in shock. He's not dead. Thoughts in his head were speeding like trains. He just closed his eyes trying to ignore his life. He felt very light headed, he felt null. The second shot was fired. He tried to glance, but he couldn't do it. The pain was deep. After a few minutes. He opened his eyes again, seeing Janet's pale face, noticing the small bullet hole perfectly in her forehead. He couldn't bare the sight of his fallen comrade. Not even a comrade... his lover. He tried to move, struggling back up. He can move perfectly for a man who just got shot in the back. He could stand, walk even. But, when he tried to walk away from the scene, he started barfing. That memory was on replay, the image of Janet, it was spiraling. He just fell, it all went black. He later awoke, seeing no remains of Janet or his clothes. He was naked in the middle of the dessert. Greg searched the sands, finding the firm grip of his hunting knife. He went a little North, finding plains. He searched the fields for any scraps, only finding a pack of wolves. He chose the best situation possible. He skinned a wolf by wrestling it and choking it. Greg thought it was humane enough for his situation. He missed Janet, but he thought she would've wanted him to still live. That's the only thought that kept him alive for this long without bursting his brains out. So, he lived his life continuing to go East until he finds his maker. People he traded with started calling him 'Mutt'. He calls himself by that name now since of his apparel. He's waiting to find the next road that lays in front of him. Nuka cola is tasty!