Try reading every entry of the rules carefully.
Once you read every single one of them slowly instead of glancing over them you will find out what katie meant.
I have no idea. Can I get some help on what you meant?
Alright, I'll give you one hint, and one hint only.
Wow thanks. I feel a little less intelligent from not noticing that in the first place
OOC - IGN:CyanideTroll Gender:Male Age:16 Have you read the rules:Yes Have you read the lore:Yes RP Expierence:I have been in a few other RP situations including another MC server for LOTR Fallout Expierence: Played every game every DLC and beat them all. Define Meta Gaming:Using an external source to affect the game. Define Power Gaming:Making someone do something you want to in RP like "my attack kills you."
IC - Name:Luffy Gender:Male Age:17(Before becoming Ghoul) Race:Human(Ghoul) Appearance: No hair, Scars of being a ghoul, Tattered red shirt, skinny, Skin rotting and hard to look at. Signifying Traits: A born Genius and Charismatic leader, but also a weak fighter and is easily beaten.Although he has become more enduring due to the radiation. Increases Intelligence and Charisma by 1 but decreases agility and Strength by 1. Signifying Skills: S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s: (40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10) Strength-3 Perception-7 Endurance-4 Charisma-10 Intelligence-10 Agility-2 Luck-4 RP Example: Setting: Pre-War **BOOM!!** "NOOOOO not again!!" **Goes down on knees and cries** "My life's work for nothing." "I pay for all of this equipment and even this bunker just for my experiments, and for what?" **Throws a Vial of Acid** "DAMN IT ALL." **Phone Rings** "Hello?" **Much talking on the other side** "WHAT!!?!" , "You're cutting my finding?!?" "What do you mean no results? I am nearly close to finding it." "You can't do this!!" **Line goes dead** **Sigh** "I guess I better pack." **A magazine falls down** **It reads Young Scientist Creates a Miracle** "Huh I didn't remember this" **Flips Pages** **Page Reads A upcoming scientist makes a breakthrough discovery that fixes body parts affected by acid and flame. Using a small dose of his medicine can make your skin repair itself!! Although it seems only able to reconstruct skin hopefully one day it can go deeper. Page Ends** "If only that could have lasted." **Reaches down to put it away** **Another magazine pops out** **Reads Miracle medicine from young scientist is a Disaster! ** **Starts to turn Pages** **Phone Rings** "Hello?" **Talking on other side** "What? Bombs? This can't be." **BOOM!!" "What NOOO." **Line goes dead** "Noooo what is going on?" **Debris Falls Knocking him out**
AutoBiography As a young blooming scientist you never expect to have things bad happening to you. You never stop to think "Hey maybe I should be more careful." No you don't and that was my flaw. As a young man I was always the smartest graduating college at ten. I was destined to be a scientist but not only that, a leader. I was good at making people seeing my side because I was always bullied as a kid. I might as well have gotten a P.H.D in marketing. I was leading a small group of scientists when I found a miracle. A medicine that you inject that can repair skin. Not any deeper then the first layer it was mostly for appearance, but i was aiming for it to be for complete body repair. Sadly a month later the side affects would kick in. Death, Excruciating death. The skin that was repaired would die off and infect the rest of your body killing off all the cells slowly and painfully. That ruined my Reputation and led to me being kicked out of the group I led. Taking a small grant I tried to repair my reputation and make a revised medication. Sadly time wasn't on my side and the bombs of the Great War went off. Leaving me Scarred and as most raiders call me a ghoul. I've traveled and seen many wonders destroyed and surviving only by my wits and intelligence. I stopped tracking time due to the fact age didn't affect me nor does it affect my surroundings, it hasn't changed since the incident and that bothers me. One day I plan on repairing this scarred world but doesn't seem like anytime soon, no human will even talk to me and most treat me like trash. if I would have only been able to finish my medicine... It would have been different. But I wander until I can settle and live civilized where no raids or murder occur, and no mutants. The scourge of all existence. They so far have showed no remorse and kill mercilessly. One Day I will fix all of this. I will. If I die and someone finds this journal please take my supplies to survive and stay safe. ~Sincerely Luffy
When you update an application, please re-post it.
FYI, not trying to insult you or anything like that. Your signature has a typo, you accidentally typed Manhatten.
With that out of the way, here's my Re-Posted application, i'd like to remind you that I was accepted in the previous thread, whatever that counts for now.
OOC IGN: Wolfdancer Gender: M Age:16 Have you read the rules: Yes Have you read the lore: Yes RP Expierence: Red Dead Redemption (Xbox, small group RP with friends, you may want to not count this) Garry's mod (PC, Post apocalyptic RPs, CityRPs, DarkRPs [More like DarkDM, amirite?] and of course, Medieval RPs) Grand Theft Auto : San Andreas, IV (PC - Multiplayer Mode) Nationstates (PC - Text based game, Nationstates.net) Counter Strike + Source (Prison Break servers & Other, again, you may want to not count this) Minecraft (PC - Fantasy RPs + RPGs, Other Fallout related Servers)
Fallout Expierence: Fallout : Fallout, Fallout 2, Fallout 3, Fallout : New Vegas, and i'll be starting Tactics next week. Define Meta Gaming: Giving your character information that he/she would not have, but you as a person do. (e.g. there's a murderer around the corner hiding and I know it, but my character doesn't. Therefore, I can't just give my character the information.
Define Power Gaming: Doing something impossibly overpowered. (I immediately turned around shot the person silently following me in the face) IC - Name: Scott Lambert Gender: M Age: 20 Race: W Appearence: Average Height, Average Weight, Brown Hair, Hazel Eyes. Signifying Traits: Paranoid, Obnoxious, Calculated, Contrived. Signifying Skills: Smart when there is time to calculate, but not very good at talking way out of a situation. Bouts of paranoia make him a decent sneak when needed, though this is fairly rare and can sometimes do more harm than good. S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s: (40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10) Strength- 5 Perception- 6 Endurance- 5 Charisma- 6 Intelligence- 7 Agility- 5 Luck- 6
RP example:
(Setting, abandoned office building) (Characters : Scott [a scavenger], Rob [A Mercenary] ) Rob : "Hey Scott, you find anything good?" Scott : "Does paper count?" Rob : "Very funny, Scott" Scott : "Hey, how's marie?" Rob: "She's fine. You know ,she's pregnant now" Scott : "You're kidding. How far along is she?, you the father?" Rob : "Two months now, and yeah, i'm the father" *Scott gets up and faces Rob* Scott : "That's great man!, i'm really happy for you" *Just then, a loud crashing noise is heard in the hall* *Rob motions for Scott to get out of the way, and finds cover, then trains his rifle on the doorway* Rob : (whispering to himself) : ", I thought this place was abandoned" *The door creaks open and a mole rat enters* Scott : "Borri, you startled me!" *The mole rat jumps happily into Scott's arms* Rob : "Tim, I don't know why you keep that filthy animal around" Scott : "Oh come on, he's a great pet!, better than any dog, anyway" Rob : "Scott, you need to pay more attention to that thing, I nearly blew its head off" Tim : "Sorry, Rob" Scott : "You know, you and Marie should have dinner with Susie and I this saturday, we'd love to have you" Rob : "Could be fun, I guess, i'll talk to her about it when we get back" Scott : "We should be going, i've gathered just about all that I can carry"
Biography:
Born in Fargo, North Dakota, Lambert was the son of a Scavenger (His Father) and a Doctor (His Mother). Most of his early life was spent learning both basic survival skills and basic medicine.
Lambert had many friends growing up, most notably Ashley (Bruce) Williams Williams, and Billy (Mike) Beihn. They remain good friends to this day, and often exchange letters.
On his twelfth birthday, his father took him on his first scavenging trip, an abandoned mall complex. Whilst searching the upper floor, he came across something of great interest, a Holotape Store, There he found many films stored away on shelves, in lockboxes, and in projectors. His father assisted him in carrying the projector and many of the films home, as they felt they would be valuable. Whilst testing out the Projector and Holotapes (after all, what kind of merchant sells damaged goods?) they found them to be in remarkably good condition, they could possibly be worth a great deal, but little did Scott know he had found a fortune of his own. These films interested young Scott a great deal, he kept his favorites along with the projector, and his father sold the rest. From then on Scott had made it his mission to continue searching for films, wherever they may be found.
At age 17, Scott discovered a Manifest in a warehouse that showed the possible location of a pre-war Shipment of films, marked January of 2077.He believed they may still be in good enough condition to use. He asked his father and two closest friends to accompany him on a journey to find the shipment, all of them agreed. The next morning they all had breakfast and began the trek.
They arrived there a little over Four hours later, and began the hunt for the shipment. The storage complex was large and complicated, thankfully the manifest said where the shipment was to be stored, the northeast corner of Warehouse 5. They spread out into two groups, Scott-Billy and Scott's Father-Ashley. After a bit of searching Scott's father radioed Scott telling him he had found the warehouse, and Scott followed his directions to get there. Some trouble was had entering the warehouse, as the doors were very large and did not seem to want to budge. Thankfully, being a skilled scavenger, scott's father was able to jimmy the lock and enter the warehouse after about two minutes.
The warehouse was found to be very dim. this did not present a major problem, however, as Scott had remembered to bring a Lantern. The warehouse was a winding maze of boxes, industrial vehicles, and scattered garbage. After about half an hour Scott and his companions arrived at the northeast corner. The shipment, however, was not, in fact, currently located in the northeast corner of Warehouse 5, much to their dismay. After the initial upset passed, they began to search for clues as to the location of the shipment, and clues they found. In an unlocked drawer they found a terminal password, and soon after located the terminal it belonged too. In this terminal there were many messages stored, one of which indicated that the shipment had been moved to Manhattan in mid january.
After he returned home, Scott bid his family and friends farewell, and began searching for a way to reach manhattan. Eventually he found a group of traveling merchants and worked as a scavenger for them in exchange for safe passage and food, he did a good turn for them, and when the time came they did indeed find him a way to manhattan. Eventually, they reached new york, where, true to their word, they found him a ferry.
OOC -
IGN: WinderTP
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Have you read the rules: Yes I did, and will try to type in correct grammar.
Have you read the lore: Cannot say I did read all of them as one of them is still in construction, but read the rest of them anyway.
RP Expierence: For singleplayer RP, I've played DQ VI, VIII and IX, Fallout 3, NV and Elder Scrolls V, haven't played alot of multiplayer games but I did played in a local big RP server and an international (I suppose) prison-themed RP server.
Fallout Expierence: Finished Fallout 3, NV, haven't played Fallout and Fallout 2 but watched some playthrough of them, built the Vault City in Minecraft.
Define Meta Gaming: Knowing anything that the RP character shouldn't know and does not pretend that you don't know that, or spoil the game with that knowledge
Define Power Gaming: Bringing a RP character's abilities to an extreme, that means extremely high at some abilities and extremely low at the others. Another meaning is that finishing a game in a very fast speed, bypassing all other "secondary" elements, e.g. unneccessary skills, minigames.
IC -
Name: "Winder" Sun
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Asian, Human
Appearence: A relatively short, kinda skinny Asian, usually wears dirty pre-War casualwear without sweater, have a dirty face, a pair of small eyes, a big mouth, and a side-parted hairstyle.
Signifying Traits: He is socially-awkward, therefore he does not interact with other people very well, and usually does not want to be noticed by other people unless he need help or he really need to convince other people.
Signifying Skills: He walks very softly, does not make a sound when he takes off his shoes, and very good at sneaking.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
Strength- 2
Perception- 7
Endurance- 4
Charisma- 5
Intelligence- 7
Agility- 10
Luck- 5
RP example:
*Inside a building, Winder lying against the edge of a wall*
*Winder peeks out his head and see if there's anyone*
"Three rooms, one wide hallway, four iron people, must have good stuff inside." Winder thinks to himself.
*Winder throws a rock into one of the sideway rooms*
*Two BoS soldier was alerted, and walks in the room*
"Two down, two to go." Winder thought.
*Winder noticed a radroach inside another room*
*Winder sneaked into the room with the radroach*
"I think I saw something moving into that room." One of the two BoS soldier said.
"Let's check it out." the other one said.
*The two BoS soldier slowly walk in the room, one with Gatling laser and one with laser rifle*
*Winder, hiding from behind a wall, throws out the radroach which he catched a minute ago*
*The BoS soldiers was frightened with the sudden radroach appearance*
"Holy sh*t!" one of the soldiers shouted.
*Winder sneaks behind them, walks out of the room and goes towards the room which has its door closed*
*The soldier shoots at the radroach with the laser rifle*
*Winder opens the door when the soldier shoots the laser rifle*
*Winder is inside the room, there are various weapon and armor*
"Good lord there's sure a lot of stuff in here." he thought.
*Winder walk towards a closet at the corner of the room*
*Winder opens the closet and found a dirty pre-War casualwear without sweater*
"It looks great, got to wear it all the time now." Winder spoke very softly.
"The door is opened!" one of the BoS soldier shouted.
*The four soldiers ran in the room, sees no one and a lot of weapon and armor missing.*
*Winder, who is outside the walls, climb in another room and escape*
Biography:
"Winder"'s ancestors were orginally residents of the city of Hong Kong, moved to America in 2046, before the whole city's control was given to the Chinese Communist. His family moved to a huge underground sewer system when the bombs fall.
Winder, who was born in a part of it, as the sewer system is too big the exact birth location or city in unknown.
Winder does not really know what his name is, as his father told him "name is not important in here, our lives are."
Although Winder's family lives underground, he often have the chance to see the sunlight, from under the ditch covers, and when they goes to the surface to trade with caravans.
It's hard to find relatively clean food in the sewers, therefore the family need to travel in the system, search for useful items or junk that can sell at a good price and exchange them for food.
It had been safe for sixteen years, but everything changed when the raiders ran into them.
As the family lives in the sewers, they have nothing to give to the raiders besides their junk, but if the family hand over the junk to them they would have nothing to exchange or food. Having the thought of dying in either way, Winder's parents chose to fight for their lives, and died as they didn't have any weapon or armor to fight.
And Winder was just hiding in the corner, hoping the raiders would not see him.
After the raiders left, Winder decided to go to the surface, as he know that the only way to survive is to find more useful stuff, and they're all above ground.
He was only a lone scavenger at the beginning, as he had no friends nor useful firearm, he often need to hide away from threats. He was too coword to run into those people in iron suits, he knows that if they see him, he dies.
Until one year later, the day he found a terminal with the knowledge that make him greater.
He was scavenging for useful stuff in a tall building, when he saw an intact terminal in an office room. He checked it out of curiorsity.
Inside the terminal there's a entry that contain enough text for a book, named "Wind - the art of Thieves".
He read the whole entry, it lasted for a few hours, at the end of the reading his eyes were so dry he could hardly see a thing, so he just slept in the room.
And in his sleep, he feel that someone is telling him to wake up and move. He woke up and see nothing, only the feeling of the wind blowing towards him. He feels extremely refreshed, almost like a reborn, therefore he give a name to himself - "Winder".
And now, Winder is a thief who sneaks into everybody's building and get out with a load of stuff without getting noticed.
Posted 20 May 2013 - 03:56 AM OOC -
IGN: Mr_ChoCho21
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Have you read the rules: Yes
Have you read the lore: Yes
RP Expierence: 2 Other Fallout RP Servers, MineZ (Does it count) and 3 other normal RP servers
Fallout Expierence: 100+ Hours of fallout 3 and New vegas and fallout 2
Define Meta Gaming:Obtaining information that your character doesn't know Example : searching a wiki or the internet
Define Power Gaming: Doing something your character can't Example Spin your head 360 and headshot
IC -
Name: Jebidiah Jefferson
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Enclave
Appearence: Tall, Skinny, Brown Hair, Pale Faced
Signifying Traits: A large ever lasting scar on his leg
Signifying Skills: Good at hacking and lock picking
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10) Strength-6 Perception-5 Endurance-5 Charisma-5 Intelligence-7 Agility-6 Luck-6
RP example: I walk into a small town and ask a random person for nuka cola "You have any dat cola I'll pay 10 dem caps for one" the person turns around and holds up a small laser pistol to my forehead. the person was a short plump male with gray hair he says "WHO ARE YOU!" I respond "I am Jebidiah Jefferson from vault 57" the crowd gathers questioning if there's going to be a fight. I pull out a revolver from my pocket and hold it up to the strangers head "Shoot me and I'll shoot you" a passer-by looks at the stranger and then comes and punches him in the face knocking him out I try to thank the passer-by but he had already disappeared from sight. I then leave the town to continue roaming the wastelands.
Biography:
Jebidiah a young male who has had a small rusted pistol since the age of 9 given to him by his father before he escaped the vault. He is also very Intelligent able to hack terminals and computers. he escaped the vault as its was being overrun by rad-roaches and other various mutated insects and has roamed the wastelands since.
I have been working on The Manhattan Project map for you guys, but may I please have some information of what you would like in the Manhattan shape which I have constructed?
This information could be as follows:
Material of ground
Flat/Hill ratio
Islands
Trees
Beachs
Anyways thank you and I hope to make you a beautiful Manhattan.
I have been working on The Manhattan Project map for you guys, but may I please have some information of what you would like in the Manhattan shape which I have constructed?
This information could be as follows:
Material of ground
Flat/Hill ratio
Islands
Trees
Beachs
Anyways thank you and I hope to make you a beautiful Manhattan.
Well! I think it would be easier if we could share screens/discuss it on skype. Kind of braindead at the moment, though.
Posted 20 May 2013 - 03:56 AM OOC -
IGN: Mr_ChoCho21
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Have you read the rules: Yes
Have you read the lore: Yes
RP Expierence: 2 Other Fallout RP Servers, MineZ (Does it count) and 3 other normal RP servers
Fallout Expierence: 100+ Hours of fallout 3 and New vegas and fallout 2
Define Meta Gaming:Obtaining information that your character doesn't know Example : searching a wiki or the internet
Define Power Gaming: Doing something your character can't Example Spin your head 360 and headshot
IC -
Name: Jebidiah Jefferson
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Enclave
Appearence: Tall, Skinny, Brown Hair, Pale Faced
Signifying Traits: A large ever lasting scar on his leg
Signifying Skills: Good at hacking and lock picking
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10) Strength-6 Perception-5 Endurance-5 Charisma-5 Intelligence-7 Agility-6 Luck-6
RP example: I walk into a small town and ask a random person for nuka cola "You have any dat cola I'll pay 10 dem caps for one" the person turns around and holds up a small laser pistol to my forehead. the person was a short plump male with gray hair he says "WHO ARE YOU!" I respond "I am Jebidiah Jefferson from vault 57" the crowd gathers questioning if there's going to be a fight. I pull out a revolver from my pocket and hold it up to the strangers head "Shoot me and I'll shoot you" a passer-by looks at the stranger and then comes and punches him in the face knocking him out I try to thank the passer-by but he had already disappeared from sight. I then leave the town to continue roaming the wastelands.
Biography:
Jebidiah a young male who has had a small rusted pistol since the age of 9 given to him by his father before he escaped the vault. He is also very Intelligent able to hack terminals and computers. he escaped the vault as its was being overrun by rad-roaches and other various mutated insects and has roamed the wastelands since.
There's a couple of details I need you to work on:
The Enclave is a faction, not a race. You should be able to tell since you've played the games. The races are, for example, Caucasian, Asian, etc.
Your RP example could do a little more detail. Your Biography needs to be much more detailed and, if possible, extensive.
Not denied nor accepted, but please fix those details so I can give you an actual verdict.
RP example: March 17th, 2075
Dad said that we are going on a rocket ship!
Did you hear that?! Well... I guess you didn't since you're just my journal...
But isn't it exciting?
He said that the rocket is very close, and we'll be there by the end of the day!
We're actually in the car right now, so you know.
I have no idea how dad was able to pay for the gas, but he says not to worry about it.
Dad actually seems pretty stressed out right now and he keeps muttering something about bombs. . .?
I dunno what he's talking about, but this car ride is nice... and there's like no one on the road!
Oh sorry, that's right I should introduce myself to you? I mean dad did just buy you for me!
My name is Marie Angoni, age 13. I live with mom and dad and my sister. We live in New Haven, Connecticut.
Mom stays at home and cooks and cleans.
Daddy is a scientist who's been working on some sort of secret project for a long time now.
Diana, my little sister, isn't old enough to go to school yet so she stays at home with mom all day.
Okay so, dad says we're actually going to Fort Bannister. And the rocket ship will be there waiting for us.
I hope we get there soon, I am getting really really tired of being in the car.
Dad says we don't have any time to stop and have to hurry or else they might leave without us.
Okay I guess, I dunno why it's so important for us to get on the rocket, but dad acts like it's important, so it must be. . .
Sometimes next to the road I see men in big metal suits, they look pretty scary! They have really big guns and stuff!
But they never shoot at us, so I guess that's okay too...
I just asked dad how long it is till we get there, he says it should be by the end of the day.
That's good, we've been driving for almost 3 days now, and I'm ready to get out of the car... I bet dad is ready to get some sleep too.
We're here! Here at Fort Bannister!
I ... don't see any rocket ships though...
Dad says it's underground actually.
Why would someone put a rocket ship underground? How would it take off that way?
I dunno, but if dad says it's there, it must be!
Okay so... we're underground now.
We went behind some big metal door...
I still don't see a rocket...
Maybe we're in it now?
We all have to lie down in this really odd looking beds...
They kinda look like ... well... i have never seen anything that looks like these... but they look really weird.
Okay....I have to stop writing now, I'll write more soon, okay?
Biography:
Marie Angoni age 13 at the time she was put into suspended animation for the virtual reality experiment of Vault 112.
Her parents and sister were also placed in the same experiment.
Diana Angoni was not fit for the experiment and perished quickly. However a representation of her lived on in the virtual environment.
With the experiment still running Marie and her family still living in the synthetic world.
Here are a few pictures of me.
You can see I am checking out my stylish new Pip-Girl!
Our jumpsuits in vault 112 are similar to the jumpsuits from vault 34 in that they cover the back of the head.
OOC - IGN: Pewman Gender: Male Age: 16 Have you read the rules: Si. Have you read the lore: Si. RP Expierence: A little, I do know the basics. Fallout Expierence: Fallout 1 and Fallout 3 Define Meta Gaming: Using game knowledge to aid your character Define Power Gaming: Playing a game for the sake of increasing the power and influence of the character.
IC - Name: Michael Williams Gender: Male Age: 35 Race: Human, mix-caucasian Appearence: Slightly tanned, has an athletic build, pretty smart and clever. Not your average jock. Signifying Traits: Athletic, smart, clever, eats a lot Signifying Skills: Able to run and swim (I don't know where he could swim without getting radiation poisoning.) for long distances, fast thinker, creator, forager S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s: (40) Strength 8 Perception 4
Endurance 10 Charisma 4 Intelligence 6 Agility 4 Luck 4 (40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
RP example: To be honest, I have no idea where mom and dad are taking me. One day, they picked me right out of school and now we're going up to the mountains. Damn! And I was about to ask Marin out. I'm asking them where we're going, but they won't say anything. They seem very panicked, and we have a bunch of our stuff in the car. Tommy is crying. He was having fun in daycare with his cars, but it seems like he had to leave, too. We're at our destination. From what I can see now, there is one huge metal door where everyone is going inside. This seems a bit familiar, I think they're called Vaults. Mom and dad were hyping over it when they were first advertised. I think it's for the war that's coming up soon. Our rooms are actually not that bad. In fact I saw some of my friends here (Tommy lives two doors down!). I don't think it'll be so bad, except for the fact that I can't exercise much anymore. I can run around, but I kinda miss swimming. I made friends with the other kid next door, and there's this jerk that lives on the floor above me. Kinda glad he isn't on my floor. JACK POT! I saw Marin! She told me she's on the floor beneath us, room 15. Man, am I happy. Now I just need to keep her away from the jerk ._. I don't think many people like him except his cronies. It isn't that bad here oh ! There's been a huge rumble through the Earth! Everything's shaking! The overseer is telling everyone to get back into their rooms. The robot on the corner is keeping security in check. We came out of our rooms after an eerie silence. The overseer has just announced that another nation had dropped their nuclear arms nearby.. Jesus Christ... I don't know what to say..
Biography: Michael Williams was a college student who was taken from class and placed into one of the Vaults, before the bombs were dropped. He lived in the Vault he was placed in, with his family and extended family, for a very long time. Because of differences in the Vault society, there is a group that disbanded and is out in the wastes. His wife died due to birth complications, and his son is the ruler of a settlement in the wastes.. At age 35, he tries to survive (and does). He visits his son every now and then to give him advice, help him with tasks, and see how he is doing.
Hey guys, its nearly July, just wondering if you have any set date for the server to be up, thanks!
Some of the staff members are out on vacation. Those who aren't are building structures in a flat world to save up time while we get the official map finished (Thanks to Nolan and Hwaldar!)
If things go according to schedule, the server could be ready to run by mid/late September of the year in progress. Any big delays and/or situations will be announced in this thread by me
Alright, well looking through your post better...
I see that your grammar is a bit wonky, try to improve on that. And your RP Example is more of a bio. And also...
Vault 112 is in Washington DC...
This is based in Manhattan, off the coast of New York...
Please redo the application, it was a bit sloppy and I didn't realize until looking through the fine print. http://fallout.wikia...rn_Commonwealth
That might help.
"Because it is not only interesting but also intriguing, the server's area (Long Island) is the location of Vault 127. Within the lore that is being worked on, the vault was designed to be filled with 60 stasis chambers.
Out of those 60 chambers, 10 were to run a simulation program while the rest were simply for preservation purposes. Out of the remaining 50 chambers, 15 were designed to last only a century before disabling the pressurised seal, and 20 were to malfunction, causing their residents to either wake up or die asleep. That would leave 15 chambers that would work properly, along with the ones designed for simulations. However, the simulation chambers would only run one simulation scenario, which would be set in 1940 New York City. Because those chambers were expensive to design and install, they were reserved for those who were able to afford them and thus, by the time the vault's door was sealed shut, two of those chambers would be empty."
~ Jack, another server owner.
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RP example:
"I'll take two of those please." I tell the man.
He looks up at me and grins menacingly. "Only two?"
I raise my eyebrow "Is there something you know that I don't?"
The smirk continues and he almost nods "Just... you should be careful out there..."
I frown, and wind up purchasing four health kits.
I walk away sighing and fingers the last couple of caps in my pocket.
The sun is beating down hard today.
Normally it's well over a hundred, Fahrenheit... but today it's gotta be pushing up to one fifty...
At least it's not raining. I grin and chuckle to myself.
In the distance I see several Enclave recruits eyeing the settlement. They are pointing at various structures, most of which are more rubble than building. Every now and again one of them laugh.
How can they wear all that in this heat? Must be part of their training I guess.
I take the only paved road out of town, and continue my westward journey.
I don't have a destination in mind, but that's alright.
"Hey girl!" I hear a voice shoutout from nearby and look around.
"Girl! Over here!" He yells again, I turn and look towards the Enclave soldiers.
One of them is waving to me, motioning that I should go over to him.
So I do.
"It's dangerous that way ya know."
"No I didn't know... What...kind of dangerous?" I ask.
"Super mutants. Securitrons. Raiders... Just to name a few."
"Hmm.... must be cuz we're close to New York."
He nods.
"So what do you guys suggest then?"
"Not going that way." Several of them say, chuckling.
I sigh again and nod "Alright."
I head into a desolated building. It's still got almost four walls!
Inside there are a few other wastrels curling up on mats.
I go up to the second floor.
Someone has prepared a fire, and is cooking some sort of meat on it.
It really doesn't smell that good so I grimace, then head back downstairs and out of the building.
There's a cleanish looking building a short ways up the street, so I head there.
Inside I am greeted by an energetic young man who seems to run a hotel of sorts out of the building.
It's well lit, and doesn't smell that bad.
"Hello young miss, can I interest you in some drugs? Food? A room?" He says quickly without missing a beat.
"Uhm... How much is a room for the night?"
"How much you got?"
I finger my pocket, there are half a dozen caps.
"Two caps." I say.
"Two caps? I... I guess I can let you stay for a night."
"Just a night for two caps? Last town I was in that got me four nights!"
"Go back there. Here it's two caps per night. Don't like that? Go sleep on the streets."
I frown and take out the caps and put them in his hand.
"Ah, good. I'll show you to your room."
He leads me to a flight of stairs, which we ascent and stop at the second floor.
He takes me down a short hall and shows me a room.
"Here you go miss." He opens the door and lets me enter.
I go inside and look around.
"If you need anything else I'll be downstairs." He says with a flourishing bow before leaving.
I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull off my pack.
I dump out the contents and take note of everything.
Four med packs.
Two cans of beans.
Four bottles of "fresh" water.
A twenty-two caliber pistol... I think I'll hold onto that for now.
Several dozen rounds for the pistol.
A short metal bar.
A sundress.
Four caps, but I keep those in my pocket.
If you include the jumpsuit and boots I'm wearing, that's all of my possessions.
The sun is setting, at least it'll cool off some at night.
I tuck everything back into the pack, but hold onto the pistol.
After laying down for a few minutes I begin to drift off to sleep...
Biography:
Marie Angoni age 13 at the time she was put into suspended animation for the virtual reality experiment of Vault 127.
Her parents and sister were also placed in the same experiment.
Diana Angoni was not fit for the experiment and perished quickly. However a representation of her lived on in the virtual environment.
With the experiment still running Marie and her family still living in the synthetic world.
March 17th, 2075
Dad said that we are going on a rocket ship!
Did you hear that?! Well... I guess you didn't since you're just my journal...
But isn't it exciting?
He said that the rocket is very close, and we'll be there by the end of the day!
We're actually in the car right now, so you know.
I have no idea how dad was able to pay for the gas, but he says not to worry about it.
Dad actually seems pretty stressed out right now and he keeps muttering something about bombs. . .?
I dunno what he's talking about, but this car ride is nice... and there's like no one on the road!
Oh sorry, that's right I should introduce myself to you? I mean dad did just buy you for me!
My name is Marie Angoni, age 13. I live with mom and dad and my sister. We live in New Haven, Connecticut.
Mom stays at home and cooks and cleans.
Daddy is a scientist who's been working on some sort of secret project for a long time now.
Diana, my little sister, isn't old enough to go to school yet so she stays at home with mom all day.
Okay so, dad says we're actually going to a vault, and the rocket ship will be there waiting for us.
I hope we get there soon, I am getting really really tired of being in the car.
Dad says we don't have any time to stop and have to hurry or else they might leave without us.
Okay I guess, I dunno why it's so important for us to get on the rocket, but dad acts like it's important, so it must be. . .
Sometimes next to the road I see men in big metal suits, they look pretty scary! They have really big guns and stuff!
But they never shoot at us, so I guess that's okay too...
I just asked dad how long it is till we get there, he says it should be by the end of the day.
That's good, we've been driving for too long now, and I'm ready to get out of the car... I bet dad is ready to get some sleep too.
We're here! Here at Vault 127
I ... don't see any rocket ships though...
Dad says it's underground actually.
Why would someone put a rocket ship underground? How would it take off that way?
I dunno, but if dad says it's there, it must be!
Okay so... we're underground now.
We went behind some big metal door...
I still don't see a rocket...
Maybe we're in it now?
We all have to lie down in this really odd looking beds...
They kinda look like ... well... i have never seen anything that looks like these... but they look really weird.
Okay....I have to stop writing now, I'll write more soon, okay?
I have no idea. Can I get some help on what you meant?
Wow thanks. I feel a little less intelligent from not noticing that in the first place
OOC -
IGN:CyanideTroll
Gender:Male
Age:16
Have you read the rules:Yes
Have you read the lore:Yes
RP Expierence:I have been in a few other RP situations including another MC server for LOTR
Fallout Expierence: Played every game every DLC and beat them all.
Define Meta Gaming:Using an external source to affect the game.
Define Power Gaming:Making someone do something you want to in RP like "my attack kills you."
IC -
Name:Luffy
Gender:Male
Age:17(Before becoming Ghoul)
Race:Human(Ghoul)
Appearance: No hair, Scars of being a ghoul, Tattered red shirt, skinny, Skin rotting and hard to look at.
Signifying Traits: A born Genius and Charismatic leader, but also a weak fighter and is easily beaten.Although he has become more enduring due to the radiation. Increases Intelligence and Charisma by 1 but decreases agility and Strength by 1.
Signifying Skills:
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
Strength-3
Perception-7
Endurance-4
Charisma-10
Intelligence-10
Agility-2
Luck-4
RP Example:
Setting: Pre-War
**BOOM!!**
"NOOOOO not again!!"
**Goes down on knees and cries**
"My life's work for nothing."
"I pay for all of this equipment and even this bunker just for my experiments, and for what?"
**Throws a Vial of Acid**
"DAMN IT ALL."
**Phone Rings**
"Hello?"
**Much talking on the other side**
"WHAT!!?!" , "You're cutting my finding?!?"
"What do you mean no results? I am nearly close to finding it."
"You can't do this!!"
**Line goes dead**
**Sigh**
"I guess I better pack."
**A magazine falls down**
**It reads
Young Scientist Creates a Miracle**
"Huh I didn't remember this"
**Flips Pages**
**Page Reads
A upcoming scientist makes a breakthrough discovery that fixes body parts affected by acid and flame.
Using a small dose of his medicine can make your skin repair itself!! Although it seems only able to reconstruct skin hopefully one day it can go deeper.
Page Ends**
"If only that could have lasted."
**Reaches down to put it away**
**Another magazine pops out**
**Reads
Miracle medicine from young scientist is a Disaster!
**
**Starts to turn Pages**
**Phone Rings**
"Hello?"
**Talking on other side**
"What? Bombs? This can't be."
**BOOM!!"
"What NOOO."
**Line goes dead**
"Noooo what is going on?"
**Debris Falls Knocking him out**
AutoBiography
As a young blooming scientist you never expect to have things bad happening to you. You never stop to think "Hey maybe I should be more careful." No you don't and that was my flaw. As a young man I was always the smartest graduating college at ten. I was destined to be a scientist but not only that, a leader. I was good at making people seeing my side because I was always bullied as a kid. I might as well have gotten a P.H.D in marketing. I was leading a small group of scientists when I found a miracle. A medicine that you inject that can repair skin. Not any deeper then the first layer it was mostly for appearance, but i was aiming for it to be for complete body repair. Sadly a month later the side affects would kick in. Death, Excruciating death. The skin that was repaired would die off and infect the rest of your body killing off all the cells slowly and painfully. That ruined my Reputation and led to me being kicked out of the group I led. Taking a small grant I tried to repair my reputation and make a revised medication. Sadly time wasn't on my side and the bombs of the Great War went off. Leaving me Scarred and as most raiders call me a ghoul. I've traveled and seen many wonders destroyed and surviving only by my wits and intelligence. I stopped tracking time due to the fact age didn't affect me nor does it affect my surroundings, it hasn't changed since the incident and that bothers me. One day I plan on repairing this scarred world but doesn't seem like anytime soon, no human will even talk to me and most treat me like trash. if I would have only been able to finish my medicine... It would have been different. But I wander until I can settle and live civilized where no raids or murder occur, and no mutants. The scourge of all existence. They so far have showed no remorse and kill mercilessly. One Day I will fix all of this. I will. If I die and someone finds this journal please take my supplies to survive and stay safe.
~Sincerely Luffy
Accepted! We will message you when the server is up!
FYI, not trying to insult you or anything like that. Your signature has a typo, you accidentally typed Manhatten.
With that out of the way, here's my Re-Posted application, i'd like to remind you that I was accepted in the previous thread, whatever that counts for now.
OOC
IGN: Wolfdancer
Gender: M
Age:16
Have you read the rules: Yes
Have you read the lore: Yes
RP Expierence:
Red Dead Redemption (Xbox, small group RP with friends, you may want to not count this)
Garry's mod (PC, Post apocalyptic RPs, CityRPs, DarkRPs [More like DarkDM, amirite?] and of course, Medieval RPs)
Grand Theft Auto : San Andreas, IV (PC - Multiplayer Mode)
Nationstates (PC - Text based game, Nationstates.net)
Counter Strike + Source (Prison Break servers & Other, again, you may want to not count this)
Minecraft (PC - Fantasy RPs + RPGs, Other Fallout related Servers)
Fallout Expierence: Fallout : Fallout, Fallout 2, Fallout 3, Fallout : New Vegas, and i'll be starting Tactics next week.
Define Meta Gaming: Giving your character information that he/she would not have, but you as a person do. (e.g. there's a murderer around the corner hiding and I know it, but my character doesn't. Therefore, I can't just give my character the information.
Define Power Gaming: Doing something impossibly overpowered. (I immediately turned around shot the person silently following me in the face)
IC -
Name: Scott Lambert
Gender: M
Age: 20
Race: W
Appearence: Average Height, Average Weight, Brown Hair, Hazel Eyes.
Signifying Traits: Paranoid, Obnoxious, Calculated, Contrived.
Signifying Skills: Smart when there is time to calculate, but not very good at talking way out of a situation. Bouts of paranoia make him a decent sneak when needed, though this is fairly rare and can sometimes do more harm than good.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
Strength- 5
Perception- 6
Endurance- 5
Charisma- 6
Intelligence- 7
Agility- 5
Luck- 6
RP example:
(Setting, abandoned office building)
(Characters : Scott [a scavenger], Rob [A Mercenary] )
Rob : "Hey Scott, you find anything good?"
Scott : "Does paper count?"
Rob : "Very funny, Scott"
Scott : "Hey, how's marie?"
Rob: "She's fine. You know ,she's pregnant now"
Scott : "You're kidding. How far along is she?, you the father?"
Rob : "Two months now, and yeah, i'm the father"
*Scott gets up and faces Rob*
Scott : "That's great man!, i'm really happy for you"
*Just then, a loud crashing noise is heard in the hall*
*Rob motions for Scott to get out of the way, and finds cover, then trains his rifle on the doorway*
Rob : (whispering to himself) : ", I thought this place was abandoned"
*The door creaks open and a mole rat enters*
Scott : "Borri, you startled me!"
*The mole rat jumps happily into Scott's arms*
Rob : "Tim, I don't know why you keep that filthy animal around"
Scott : "Oh come on, he's a great pet!, better than any dog, anyway"
Rob : "Scott, you need to pay more attention to that thing, I nearly blew its head off"
Tim : "Sorry, Rob"
Scott : "You know, you and Marie should have dinner with Susie and I this saturday, we'd love to have you"
Rob : "Could be fun, I guess, i'll talk to her about it when we get back"
Scott : "We should be going, i've gathered just about all that I can carry"
Biography:
Born in Fargo, North Dakota, Lambert was the son of a Scavenger (His Father) and a Doctor (His Mother). Most of his early life was spent learning both basic survival skills and basic medicine.
Lambert had many friends growing up, most notably Ashley (Bruce) Williams Williams, and Billy (Mike) Beihn. They remain good friends to this day, and often exchange letters.
On his twelfth birthday, his father took him on his first scavenging trip, an abandoned mall complex. Whilst searching the upper floor, he came across something of great interest, a Holotape Store, There he found many films stored away on shelves, in lockboxes, and in projectors. His father assisted him in carrying the projector and many of the films home, as they felt they would be valuable. Whilst testing out the Projector and Holotapes (after all, what kind of merchant sells damaged goods?) they found them to be in remarkably good condition, they could possibly be worth a great deal, but little did Scott know he had found a fortune of his own. These films interested young Scott a great deal, he kept his favorites along with the projector, and his father sold the rest. From then on Scott had made it his mission to continue searching for films, wherever they may be found.
At age 17, Scott discovered a Manifest in a warehouse that showed the possible location of a pre-war Shipment of films, marked January of 2077.He believed they may still be in good enough condition to use. He asked his father and two closest friends to accompany him on a journey to find the shipment, all of them agreed. The next morning they all had breakfast and began the trek.
They arrived there a little over Four hours later, and began the hunt for the shipment. The storage complex was large and complicated, thankfully the manifest said where the shipment was to be stored, the northeast corner of Warehouse 5. They spread out into two groups, Scott-Billy and Scott's Father-Ashley. After a bit of searching Scott's father radioed Scott telling him he had found the warehouse, and Scott followed his directions to get there. Some trouble was had entering the warehouse, as the doors were very large and did not seem to want to budge. Thankfully, being a skilled scavenger, scott's father was able to jimmy the lock and enter the warehouse after about two minutes.
The warehouse was found to be very dim. this did not present a major problem, however, as Scott had remembered to bring a Lantern. The warehouse was a winding maze of boxes, industrial vehicles, and scattered garbage. After about half an hour Scott and his companions arrived at the northeast corner. The shipment, however, was not, in fact, currently located in the northeast corner of Warehouse 5, much to their dismay. After the initial upset passed, they began to search for clues as to the location of the shipment, and clues they found. In an unlocked drawer they found a terminal password, and soon after located the terminal it belonged too. In this terminal there were many messages stored, one of which indicated that the shipment had been moved to Manhattan in mid january.
After he returned home, Scott bid his family and friends farewell, and began searching for a way to reach manhattan. Eventually he found a group of traveling merchants and worked as a scavenger for them in exchange for safe passage and food, he did a good turn for them, and when the time came they did indeed find him a way to manhattan. Eventually, they reached new york, where, true to their word, they found him a ferry.
Accepted. Your RP could use a little work but it will stand : D We will private message you when the server is up!
HERE <--- clicky
We need a lot of people to apply so we can pick the best world to use for our server, may the best world win!
IGN: WinderTP
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Have you read the rules: Yes I did, and will try to type in correct grammar.
Have you read the lore: Cannot say I did read all of them as one of them is still in construction, but read the rest of them anyway.
RP Expierence: For singleplayer RP, I've played DQ VI, VIII and IX, Fallout 3, NV and Elder Scrolls V, haven't played alot of multiplayer games but I did played in a local big RP server and an international (I suppose) prison-themed RP server.
Fallout Expierence: Finished Fallout 3, NV, haven't played Fallout and Fallout 2 but watched some playthrough of them, built the Vault City in Minecraft.
Define Meta Gaming: Knowing anything that the RP character shouldn't know and does not pretend that you don't know that, or spoil the game with that knowledge
Define Power Gaming: Bringing a RP character's abilities to an extreme, that means extremely high at some abilities and extremely low at the others. Another meaning is that finishing a game in a very fast speed, bypassing all other "secondary" elements, e.g. unneccessary skills, minigames.
IC -
Name: "Winder" Sun
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Asian, Human
Appearence: A relatively short, kinda skinny Asian, usually wears dirty pre-War casualwear without sweater, have a dirty face, a pair of small eyes, a big mouth, and a side-parted hairstyle.
Signifying Traits: He is socially-awkward, therefore he does not interact with other people very well, and usually does not want to be noticed by other people unless he need help or he really need to convince other people.
Signifying Skills: He walks very softly, does not make a sound when he takes off his shoes, and very good at sneaking.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
Strength- 2
Perception- 7
Endurance- 4
Charisma- 5
Intelligence- 7
Agility- 10
Luck- 5
RP example:
*Inside a building, Winder lying against the edge of a wall*
*Winder peeks out his head and see if there's anyone*
"Three rooms, one wide hallway, four iron people, must have good stuff inside." Winder thinks to himself.
*Winder throws a rock into one of the sideway rooms*
*Two BoS soldier was alerted, and walks in the room*
"Two down, two to go." Winder thought.
*Winder noticed a radroach inside another room*
*Winder sneaked into the room with the radroach*
"I think I saw something moving into that room." One of the two BoS soldier said.
"Let's check it out." the other one said.
*The two BoS soldier slowly walk in the room, one with Gatling laser and one with laser rifle*
*Winder, hiding from behind a wall, throws out the radroach which he catched a minute ago*
*The BoS soldiers was frightened with the sudden radroach appearance*
"Holy sh*t!" one of the soldiers shouted.
*Winder sneaks behind them, walks out of the room and goes towards the room which has its door closed*
*The soldier shoots at the radroach with the laser rifle*
*Winder opens the door when the soldier shoots the laser rifle*
*Winder is inside the room, there are various weapon and armor*
"Good lord there's sure a lot of stuff in here." he thought.
*Winder walk towards a closet at the corner of the room*
*Winder opens the closet and found a dirty pre-War casualwear without sweater*
"It looks great, got to wear it all the time now." Winder spoke very softly.
"The door is opened!" one of the BoS soldier shouted.
*The four soldiers ran in the room, sees no one and a lot of weapon and armor missing.*
*Winder, who is outside the walls, climb in another room and escape*
Biography:
"Winder"'s ancestors were orginally residents of the city of Hong Kong, moved to America in 2046, before the whole city's control was given to the Chinese Communist. His family moved to a huge underground sewer system when the bombs fall.
Winder, who was born in a part of it, as the sewer system is too big the exact birth location or city in unknown.
Winder does not really know what his name is, as his father told him "name is not important in here, our lives are."
Although Winder's family lives underground, he often have the chance to see the sunlight, from under the ditch covers, and when they goes to the surface to trade with caravans.
It's hard to find relatively clean food in the sewers, therefore the family need to travel in the system, search for useful items or junk that can sell at a good price and exchange them for food.
It had been safe for sixteen years, but everything changed when the raiders ran into them.
As the family lives in the sewers, they have nothing to give to the raiders besides their junk, but if the family hand over the junk to them they would have nothing to exchange or food. Having the thought of dying in either way, Winder's parents chose to fight for their lives, and died as they didn't have any weapon or armor to fight.
And Winder was just hiding in the corner, hoping the raiders would not see him.
After the raiders left, Winder decided to go to the surface, as he know that the only way to survive is to find more useful stuff, and they're all above ground.
He was only a lone scavenger at the beginning, as he had no friends nor useful firearm, he often need to hide away from threats. He was too coword to run into those people in iron suits, he knows that if they see him, he dies.
Until one year later, the day he found a terminal with the knowledge that make him greater.
He was scavenging for useful stuff in a tall building, when he saw an intact terminal in an office room. He checked it out of curiorsity.
Inside the terminal there's a entry that contain enough text for a book, named "Wind - the art of Thieves".
He read the whole entry, it lasted for a few hours, at the end of the reading his eyes were so dry he could hardly see a thing, so he just slept in the room.
And in his sleep, he feel that someone is telling him to wake up and move. He woke up and see nothing, only the feeling of the wind blowing towards him. He feels extremely refreshed, almost like a reborn, therefore he give a name to himself - "Winder".
And now, Winder is a thief who sneaks into everybody's building and get out with a load of stuff without getting noticed.
http://windercoop.meworks.cc/
OOC -
IGN: Mr_ChoCho21
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Have you read the rules: Yes
Have you read the lore: Yes
RP Expierence: 2 Other Fallout RP Servers, MineZ (Does it count) and 3 other normal RP servers
Fallout Expierence: 100+ Hours of fallout 3 and New vegas and fallout 2
Define Meta Gaming:Obtaining information that your character doesn't know Example : searching a wiki or the internet
Define Power Gaming: Doing something your character can't Example Spin your head 360 and headshot
IC -
Name: Jebidiah Jefferson
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Enclave
Appearence: Tall, Skinny, Brown Hair, Pale Faced
Signifying Traits: A large ever lasting scar on his leg
Signifying Skills: Good at hacking and lock picking
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
Strength-6
Perception-5
Endurance-5
Charisma-5
Intelligence-7
Agility-6
Luck-6
RP example: I walk into a small town and ask a random person for nuka cola "You have any dat cola I'll pay 10 dem caps for one" the person turns around and holds up a small laser pistol to my forehead. the person was a short plump male with gray hair he says "WHO ARE YOU!" I respond "I am Jebidiah Jefferson from vault 57" the crowd gathers questioning if there's going to be a fight. I pull out a revolver from my pocket and hold it up to the strangers head "Shoot me and I'll shoot you" a passer-by looks at the stranger and then comes and punches him in the face knocking him out I try to thank the passer-by but he had already disappeared from sight. I then leave the town to continue roaming the wastelands.
Biography:
Jebidiah a young male who has had a small rusted pistol since the age of 9 given to him by his father before he escaped the vault. He is also very Intelligent able to hack terminals and computers. he escaped the vault as its was being overrun by rad-roaches and other various mutated insects and has roamed the wastelands since.
This information could be as follows:
Material of ground
Flat/Hill ratio
Islands
Trees
Beachs
Anyways thank you and I hope to make you a beautiful Manhattan.
Well! I think it would be easier if we could share screens/discuss it on skype. Kind of braindead at the moment, though.
There's a couple of details I need you to work on:
The Enclave is a faction, not a race. You should be able to tell since you've played the games. The races are, for example, Caucasian, Asian, etc.
Your RP example could do a little more detail. Your Biography needs to be much more detailed and, if possible, extensive.
Not denied nor accepted, but please fix those details so I can give you an actual verdict.
IGN:
mucusBONES
Gender:
Male
Age:
28
Have you read the rules:
Yes
Have you read the lore:
Yes
RP Expierence:
Many years text based RP; irc.
Many years in game RP; Eve, Minecraft
A few years, a while ago, LARP; Werewolf
Fallout Expierence:
Fallout 3
Fallout New Vegas
Define Meta Gaming:
Giving your character knowledge they would not otherwise know. IE Using OOC knowledge ICly.
Define Power Gaming:
Giving your character power they would not otherwise have. IE Running faster, jumping higher, thinking more clearly.
IC -
Name:
Marie Angoni
Gender:
Female
Age:
Appears 13
Race:
Scandinavian
Appearence:
Relatively short - 5'3" barefoot
Relatively slim - 98 pounds
Blonde shoulder length hair
Blue eyes
Pale peachy white skin
Signifying Traits:
Forgetful (beyond the 6 month memory wipe)
Narcoleptic
Almost always happy
Signifying Skills:
Able to catch herself when she falls.
Able to hold her breath for longer periods of time
Strength-
0
Perception-
5
Endurance-
10
Charisma-
5
Intelligence-
10
Agility-
10
Luck-
10
RP example:
March 17th, 2075
Dad said that we are going on a rocket ship!
Did you hear that?! Well... I guess you didn't since you're just my journal...
But isn't it exciting?
He said that the rocket is very close, and we'll be there by the end of the day!
We're actually in the car right now, so you know.
I have no idea how dad was able to pay for the gas, but he says not to worry about it.
Dad actually seems pretty stressed out right now and he keeps muttering something about bombs. . .?
I dunno what he's talking about, but this car ride is nice... and there's like no one on the road!
Oh sorry, that's right I should introduce myself to you? I mean dad did just buy you for me!
My name is Marie Angoni, age 13. I live with mom and dad and my sister. We live in New Haven, Connecticut.
Mom stays at home and cooks and cleans.
Daddy is a scientist who's been working on some sort of secret project for a long time now.
Diana, my little sister, isn't old enough to go to school yet so she stays at home with mom all day.
Okay so, dad says we're actually going to Fort Bannister. And the rocket ship will be there waiting for us.
I hope we get there soon, I am getting really really tired of being in the car.
Dad says we don't have any time to stop and have to hurry or else they might leave without us.
Okay I guess, I dunno why it's so important for us to get on the rocket, but dad acts like it's important, so it must be. . .
Sometimes next to the road I see men in big metal suits, they look pretty scary! They have really big guns and stuff!
But they never shoot at us, so I guess that's okay too...
I just asked dad how long it is till we get there, he says it should be by the end of the day.
That's good, we've been driving for almost 3 days now, and I'm ready to get out of the car... I bet dad is ready to get some sleep too.
We're here! Here at Fort Bannister!
I ... don't see any rocket ships though...
Dad says it's underground actually.
Why would someone put a rocket ship underground? How would it take off that way?
I dunno, but if dad says it's there, it must be!
Okay so... we're underground now.
We went behind some big metal door...
I still don't see a rocket...
Maybe we're in it now?
We all have to lie down in this really odd looking beds...
They kinda look like ... well... i have never seen anything that looks like these... but they look really weird.
Okay....I have to stop writing now, I'll write more soon, okay?
Biography:
Marie Angoni age 13 at the time she was put into suspended animation for the virtual reality experiment of Vault 112.
Her parents and sister were also placed in the same experiment.
Diana Angoni was not fit for the experiment and perished quickly. However a representation of her lived on in the virtual environment.
With the experiment still running Marie and her family still living in the synthetic world.
Good! Almost done!
BUT! We DO need to have a sample of your minecraft skin.
You can see I am checking out my stylish new Pip-Girl!
Our jumpsuits in vault 112 are similar to the jumpsuits from vault 34 in that they cover the back of the head.
IGN: Pewman
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Have you read the rules: Si.
Have you read the lore: Si.
RP Expierence: A little, I do know the basics.
Fallout Expierence: Fallout 1 and Fallout 3
Define Meta Gaming: Using game knowledge to aid your character
Define Power Gaming: Playing a game for the sake of increasing the power and influence of the character.
IC -
Name: Michael Williams
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Race: Human, mix-caucasian
Appearence: Slightly tanned, has an athletic build, pretty smart and clever. Not your average jock.
Signifying Traits: Athletic, smart, clever, eats a lot
Signifying Skills: Able to run and swim (I don't know where he could swim without getting radiation poisoning.) for long distances, fast thinker, creator, forager
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s: (40)
Strength 8
Perception 4
Endurance 10
Charisma 4
Intelligence 6
Agility 4
Luck 4
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
RP example:
To be honest, I have no idea where mom and dad are taking me. One day, they picked me right out of school and now we're going up to the mountains. Damn! And I was about to ask Marin out. I'm asking them where we're going, but they won't say anything. They seem very panicked, and we have a bunch of our stuff in the car. Tommy is crying. He was having fun in daycare with his cars, but it seems like he had to leave, too.
We're at our destination. From what I can see now, there is one huge metal door where everyone is going inside. This seems a bit familiar, I think they're called Vaults. Mom and dad were hyping over it when they were first advertised. I think it's for the war that's coming up soon.
Our rooms are actually not that bad. In fact I saw some of my friends here (Tommy lives two doors down!). I don't think it'll be so bad, except for the fact that I can't exercise much anymore. I can run around, but I kinda miss swimming. I made friends with the other kid next door, and there's this jerk that lives on the floor above me. Kinda glad he isn't on my floor.
JACK POT! I saw Marin! She told me she's on the floor beneath us, room 15. Man, am I happy. Now I just need to keep her away from the jerk ._. I don't think many people like him except his cronies.
It isn't that bad here oh ! There's been a huge rumble through the Earth! Everything's shaking! The overseer is telling everyone to get back into their rooms. The robot on the corner is keeping security in check.
We came out of our rooms after an eerie silence. The overseer has just announced that another nation had dropped their nuclear arms nearby.. Jesus Christ... I don't know what to say..
Biography: Michael Williams was a college student who was taken from class and placed into one of the Vaults, before the bombs were dropped. He lived in the Vault he was placed in, with his family and extended family, for a very long time. Because of differences in the Vault society, there is a group that disbanded and is out in the wastes. His wife died due to birth complications, and his son is the ruler of a settlement in the wastes.. At age 35, he tries to survive (and does). He visits his son every now and then to give him advice, help him with tasks, and see how he is doing.
I think i did it right :^)
THE STRONGEST ODOR BLOCKER IN THE GALAXY
Some of the staff members are out on vacation. Those who aren't are building structures in a flat world to save up time while we get the official map finished (Thanks to Nolan and Hwaldar!)
If things go according to schedule, the server could be ready to run by mid/late September of the year in progress. Any big delays and/or situations will be announced in this thread by me
Read the rules again, buddy! You missed something important!
Alright, well looking through your post better...
I see that your grammar is a bit wonky, try to improve on that. And your RP Example is more of a bio. And also...
Vault 112 is in Washington DC...
This is based in Manhattan, off the coast of New York...
Please redo the application, it was a bit sloppy and I didn't realize until looking through the fine print.
http://fallout.wikia...rn_Commonwealth
That might help.
"Because it is not only interesting but also intriguing, the server's area (Long Island) is the location of Vault 127. Within the lore that is being worked on, the vault was designed to be filled with 60 stasis chambers.
Out of those 60 chambers, 10 were to run a simulation program while the rest were simply for preservation purposes. Out of the remaining 50 chambers, 15 were designed to last only a century before disabling the pressurised seal, and 20 were to malfunction, causing their residents to either wake up or die asleep. That would leave 15 chambers that would work properly, along with the ones designed for simulations. However, the simulation chambers would only run one simulation scenario, which would be set in 1940 New York City. Because those chambers were expensive to design and install, they were reserved for those who were able to afford them and thus, by the time the vault's door was sealed shut, two of those chambers would be empty."
~ Jack, another server owner.
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Hope this helps!
~ Echidna
IGN:
mucusBONES
Gender:
Male
Age:
28
Have you read the rules:
Yes
Have you read the lore:
Yes
RP Expierence:
Many years text based RP; irc.
Many years in game RP; Eve, Minecraft
A few years, a while ago, LARP; Werewolf
Fallout Expierence:
Fallout 3
Fallout New Vegas
Define Meta Gaming:
Giving your character knowledge they would not otherwise know. IE Using OOC knowledge ICly.
Define Power Gaming:
Giving your character power they would not otherwise have. IE Running faster, jumping higher, thinking more clearly.
IC -
Name:
Marie Angoni
Gender:
Female
Age:
24(ish)
Race:
Scandinavian
Appearence:
Relatively short - 5'3" barefoot
Relatively slim - 98 pounds
Blonde shoulder length hair
Blue eyes
Pale peachy white skin
Signifying Traits:
Forgetful (beyond the 6 month memory wipe)
Narcoleptic
Almost always happy
Signifying Skills:
Able to catch herself when she falls.
Able to hold her breath for longer periods of time
Strength-
0
Perception-
5
Endurance-
5
Charisma-
5
Intelligence-
10
Agility-
5
Luck-
10
RP example:
"I'll take two of those please." I tell the man.
He looks up at me and grins menacingly. "Only two?"
I raise my eyebrow "Is there something you know that I don't?"
The smirk continues and he almost nods "Just... you should be careful out there..."
I frown, and wind up purchasing four health kits.
I walk away sighing and fingers the last couple of caps in my pocket.
The sun is beating down hard today.
Normally it's well over a hundred, Fahrenheit... but today it's gotta be pushing up to one fifty...
At least it's not raining. I grin and chuckle to myself.
In the distance I see several Enclave recruits eyeing the settlement. They are pointing at various structures, most of which are more rubble than building. Every now and again one of them laugh.
How can they wear all that in this heat? Must be part of their training I guess.
I take the only paved road out of town, and continue my westward journey.
I don't have a destination in mind, but that's alright.
"Hey girl!" I hear a voice shoutout from nearby and look around.
"Girl! Over here!" He yells again, I turn and look towards the Enclave soldiers.
One of them is waving to me, motioning that I should go over to him.
So I do.
"It's dangerous that way ya know."
"No I didn't know... What...kind of dangerous?" I ask.
"Super mutants. Securitrons. Raiders... Just to name a few."
"Hmm.... must be cuz we're close to New York."
He nods.
"So what do you guys suggest then?"
"Not going that way." Several of them say, chuckling.
I sigh again and nod "Alright."
I head into a desolated building. It's still got almost four walls!
Inside there are a few other wastrels curling up on mats.
I go up to the second floor.
Someone has prepared a fire, and is cooking some sort of meat on it.
It really doesn't smell that good so I grimace, then head back downstairs and out of the building.
There's a cleanish looking building a short ways up the street, so I head there.
Inside I am greeted by an energetic young man who seems to run a hotel of sorts out of the building.
It's well lit, and doesn't smell that bad.
"Hello young miss, can I interest you in some drugs? Food? A room?" He says quickly without missing a beat.
"Uhm... How much is a room for the night?"
"How much you got?"
I finger my pocket, there are half a dozen caps.
"Two caps." I say.
"Two caps? I... I guess I can let you stay for a night."
"Just a night for two caps? Last town I was in that got me four nights!"
"Go back there. Here it's two caps per night. Don't like that? Go sleep on the streets."
I frown and take out the caps and put them in his hand.
"Ah, good. I'll show you to your room."
He leads me to a flight of stairs, which we ascent and stop at the second floor.
He takes me down a short hall and shows me a room.
"Here you go miss." He opens the door and lets me enter.
I go inside and look around.
"If you need anything else I'll be downstairs." He says with a flourishing bow before leaving.
I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull off my pack.
I dump out the contents and take note of everything.
Four med packs.
Two cans of beans.
Four bottles of "fresh" water.
A twenty-two caliber pistol... I think I'll hold onto that for now.
Several dozen rounds for the pistol.
A short metal bar.
A sundress.
Four caps, but I keep those in my pocket.
If you include the jumpsuit and boots I'm wearing, that's all of my possessions.
The sun is setting, at least it'll cool off some at night.
I tuck everything back into the pack, but hold onto the pistol.
After laying down for a few minutes I begin to drift off to sleep...
Biography:
Marie Angoni age 13 at the time she was put into suspended animation for the virtual reality experiment of Vault 127.
Her parents and sister were also placed in the same experiment.
Diana Angoni was not fit for the experiment and perished quickly. However a representation of her lived on in the virtual environment.
With the experiment still running Marie and her family still living in the synthetic world.
March 17th, 2075
Dad said that we are going on a rocket ship!
Did you hear that?! Well... I guess you didn't since you're just my journal...
But isn't it exciting?
He said that the rocket is very close, and we'll be there by the end of the day!
We're actually in the car right now, so you know.
I have no idea how dad was able to pay for the gas, but he says not to worry about it.
Dad actually seems pretty stressed out right now and he keeps muttering something about bombs. . .?
I dunno what he's talking about, but this car ride is nice... and there's like no one on the road!
Oh sorry, that's right I should introduce myself to you? I mean dad did just buy you for me!
My name is Marie Angoni, age 13. I live with mom and dad and my sister. We live in New Haven, Connecticut.
Mom stays at home and cooks and cleans.
Daddy is a scientist who's been working on some sort of secret project for a long time now.
Diana, my little sister, isn't old enough to go to school yet so she stays at home with mom all day.
Okay so, dad says we're actually going to a vault, and the rocket ship will be there waiting for us.
I hope we get there soon, I am getting really really tired of being in the car.
Dad says we don't have any time to stop and have to hurry or else they might leave without us.
Okay I guess, I dunno why it's so important for us to get on the rocket, but dad acts like it's important, so it must be. . .
Sometimes next to the road I see men in big metal suits, they look pretty scary! They have really big guns and stuff!
But they never shoot at us, so I guess that's okay too...
I just asked dad how long it is till we get there, he says it should be by the end of the day.
That's good, we've been driving for too long now, and I'm ready to get out of the car... I bet dad is ready to get some sleep too.
We're here! Here at Vault 127
I ... don't see any rocket ships though...
Dad says it's underground actually.
Why would someone put a rocket ship underground? How would it take off that way?
I dunno, but if dad says it's there, it must be!
Okay so... we're underground now.
We went behind some big metal door...
I still don't see a rocket...
Maybe we're in it now?
We all have to lie down in this really odd looking beds...
They kinda look like ... well... i have never seen anything that looks like these... but they look really weird.
Okay....I have to stop writing now, I'll write more soon, okay?
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