Why you?: I love Fallout, I love tribals on Fallout. You have tribals. I want.
How much time can you dedicate?: Several hours on the weekend
Previous Pictures of builds: [Required] Don't have any screenshots but you saw how pretty the FEV facility on WW was and how fun my Enclave gas chamber looked.
Skype: [Required] You already have me. Or I have you. Either way I will spam you with Gifs and Memes later to make sure you get it.
Why you?: I love Fallout, I love tribals on Fallout. You have tribals. I want.
How much time can you dedicate?: Several hours on the weekend
Previous Pictures of builds: [Required] Don't have any screenshots but you saw how pretty the FEV facility on WW was and how fun my Enclave gas chamber looked.
Skype: [Required] You already have me. Or I have you. Either way I will spam you with Gifs and Memes later to make sure you get it.
Alright, i think i remember what it looked like, but from what i can recall it was pretty good.
IGN: Denivire Age: 15 What fallout experience do you have?: Fallout 2, 3, and New Vegas. What RP experience do you have?: Vault RP, Fallout: WNC, LotC, and maybe 5+ more servers. Did you read the rules?: If the next world war is fought with sticks and stones, yes. Skype: blunderbussboom
IC
Name: Frank Martin Age: 210 Appearance: An especially ugly ghoul, he always has a suit on. He stands about 5'10", he has somewhat broad shoulders and usually has a blank expression. Personality: He is an especially crass and vulgar fellow and his real emotions are shielded by his impolite and rude personality. He is fairly witty, intelligent, and paranoid. Skills: Cold, a natural leader, skilled with small firearms, heightened senses, and very perceptive. Special: Strength [1 - 10]: 4 Perception [1 - 10]: 9 Endurance [1 - 10]: 4 Charisma [1 - 10]: 8 Intelligence [1 - 10]: 8 Agility [1 - 10]: 3 Luck [1 - 10]: 4 RP Scenario: Barkeep: 'Ey! It's Frank the smartypants, eh! Hehehehe... What'cha want today? Anythin' special or? Frank: A whiskey, and your damn best one, too. My new job is really gettin' the best of me, best I forget the most I can. Barkeep: Hahahaha! Frank, you always crack me up, bud. Here you go, on the house. So what is it, your boss a pain in the ass? I'd like to say the same 'bout mine, but I get paid to grab from a shelf and mix it, huh? Hahahaha! Frank: *Smiles* Nah, it's just the environment's some . Bet you know all about that, hm? *Glares around the bar, then takes a swig of his whiskey* Barkeep: Frank, I'd love to chitchat but I've got more customers, so haul ass! Hah! Frank: *Nods* Yeah, yeah. Background: Frank was born in Pueblo, Colorado to two bed & breakfast owners, Maria and Antonio Martin. It was a fairly successful business for the first nine years of his life. But as tensions built in Denver, surrounding cities began to feel pressure on Denver's downfall. The crime rate in Pueblo skyrocketed, and shady figures began to find themselves in Frank's inn. Soon there were gangs prowling the streets, and school began to change for Frank. He began to become an outcast, shunned by all other kids in his grade level. Frank adopted a vulgar, crude, and mean-spirited version of himself to fit in. And it worked just great. At school he was a talking arrogant , and at home he was a courteous son. But as he adopted his inner , it began to show in bursts over time.
When he graduated from High School, Frank had no where to go. His past antics and attitude left him with no real friends he could trust or liked, and his mother and father were sick with a life-threatening flu and his mother had terminal cancer. Frank made a selfish decision he will always live to regret; he left his mother and father and began to travel across Colorado, looking for a job. He eventually found West Tek, where he became a delivery man. Frank traveled across America, transporting West Tek shipments across the country. He found himself learning lots about people during his fifteen years delivering shipments. But a week after Frank's fifteen year anniversary, tensions rose between the USA and China. And then the bombs dropped.
Frank panicked and he lived out of his delivery truck for about two weeks. He would make small stops to loot food from gas stations, but then he began to feel very sick. With what little energy he had, he drove 200 miles to West Tek's HQ in Colorado for help. What h came upon was a giant crater. Frank was broken. He thought there was simply no more hope. Frank began to get more and more sick. He would vomit day after day for months. As the fallout set in, Frank's skin began to peel off. As civilization began to rebuild itself, Frank began to roam the streets aimlessly to live. As he lingered on, he faced many struggles, and he loses the willingness to survive. But as new faces began to surround him, who knows what could happen in the heartless wasteland.
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You look like you cast dark magic and eviscerate babies.
IGN: madprotester Age:19 Why you?: I have a pretty good understanding of the fallout universe, completed FO1/2/3/NV, also have plenty of experience regarding Fallout servers and a year of server building experience How much time can you dedicate?: depends, but usually a few hours a week minimum Previous Pictures of builds: [Required] I only have pictures of my older work when applying for a metro server, if these are not sufficient i can make a new build http://www.mediafire.com/download/2uy8fmc3lpic31d/screenshots.rar Skype: [Required] Skypes in my profile
IGN: madprotester Age:19 Why you?: I have a pretty good understanding of the fallout universe, completed FO1/2/3/NV, also have plenty of experience regarding Fallout servers and a year of server building experience How much time can you dedicate?: depends, but usually a few hours a week minimum Previous Pictures of builds: [Required] I only have pictures of my older work when applying for a metro server, if these are not sufficient i can make a new build http://www.mediafire...screenshots.rar Skype: [Required] Skypes in my profile
For your convenience, Gisli, I uploaded them to imgur.
Server is now officially open 24/7 for builders, we only opened the server at times because we wanted the build organized. But that hasn't been working out to well, so now its open. Do not build anything random, if you do this allot we will kick you from the team, we do this to keep the build organized, instead of having to shut the server down and on again. Once you finish a builder app, you wont get whitelisted to the server straight after the app. You talk to the owner directly on skype. He'll whitelist you, and you'll take a sort of test. If you need something to build there may be random plots with signs on them saying what needs to be built there, if there's no sign telling what to do, don't build there. If there's no sign there currently, don't build anything. Rejoin later to see if there's been a plot placed for you to build on. Now lets get to building ! - Gisli
This is caused by one of two reasons (or both)
1.) You put in the wrong IP
2.) The server wasn't online
http://i.imgur.com/2Sl4T8p.png
Vertibird in top left corner, legit.
IGN: Denivire
Age: 15
What fallout experience do you have?: Fallout 2, 3, and New Vegas.
What RP experience do you have?: Vault RP, Fallout: WNC, LotC, and maybe 5+ more servers.
Did you read the rules?: If the next world war is fought with sticks and stones, yes.
Skype: blunderbussboom
Age: 210
Appearance: An especially ugly ghoul, he always has a suit on. He stands about 5'10", he has somewhat broad shoulders and usually has a blank expression.
Personality: He is an especially crass and vulgar fellow and his real emotions are shielded by his impolite and rude personality. He is fairly witty, intelligent, and paranoid.
Skills: Cold, a natural leader, skilled with small firearms, heightened senses, and very perceptive.
Special:
Strength [1 - 10]: 4
Perception [1 - 10]: 9
Endurance [1 - 10]: 4
Charisma [1 - 10]: 8
Intelligence [1 - 10]: 8
Agility [1 - 10]: 3
Luck [1 - 10]: 4
RP Scenario:
Barkeep: 'Ey! It's Frank the smartypants, eh! Hehehehe... What'cha want today? Anythin' special or?
Frank: A whiskey, and your damn best one, too. My new job is really gettin' the best of me, best I forget the most I can.
Barkeep: Hahahaha! Frank, you always crack me up, bud. Here you go, on the house. So what is it, your boss a pain in the ass? I'd like to say the same 'bout mine, but I get paid to grab from a shelf and mix it, huh? Hahahaha!
Frank: *Smiles* Nah, it's just the environment's some . Bet you know all about that, hm? *Glares around the bar, then takes a swig of his whiskey*
Barkeep: Frank, I'd love to chitchat but I've got more customers, so haul ass! Hah!
Frank: *Nods* Yeah, yeah.
Background:
Frank was born in Pueblo, Colorado to two bed & breakfast owners, Maria and Antonio Martin. It was a fairly successful business for the first nine years of his life. But as tensions built in Denver, surrounding cities began to feel pressure on Denver's downfall. The crime rate in Pueblo skyrocketed, and shady figures began to find themselves in Frank's inn. Soon there were gangs prowling the streets, and school began to change for Frank. He began to become an outcast, shunned by all other kids in his grade level. Frank adopted a vulgar, crude, and mean-spirited version of himself to fit in. And it worked just great. At school he was a talking arrogant , and at home he was a courteous son. But as he adopted his inner , it began to show in bursts over time.
When he graduated from High School, Frank had no where to go. His past antics and attitude left him with no real friends he could trust or liked, and his mother and father were sick with a life-threatening flu and his mother had terminal cancer. Frank made a selfish decision he will always live to regret; he left his mother and father and began to travel across Colorado, looking for a job. He eventually found West Tek, where he became a delivery man. Frank traveled across America, transporting West Tek shipments across the country. He found himself learning lots about people during his fifteen years delivering shipments. But a week after Frank's fifteen year anniversary, tensions rose between the USA and China. And then the bombs dropped.
Frank panicked and he lived out of his delivery truck for about two weeks. He would make small stops to loot food from gas stations, but then he began to feel very sick. With what little energy he had, he drove 200 miles to West Tek's HQ in Colorado for help. What h came upon was a giant crater. Frank was broken. He thought there was simply no more hope. Frank began to get more and more sick. He would vomit day after day for months. As the fallout set in, Frank's skin began to peel off. As civilization began to rebuild itself, Frank began to roam the streets aimlessly to live. As he lingered on, he faced many struggles, and he loses the willingness to survive. But as new faces began to surround him, who knows what could happen in the heartless wasteland.
Read earlier posts, we aren't looking at whitelist apps just yet.
Age:19
Why you?: I have a pretty good understanding of the fallout universe, completed FO1/2/3/NV, also have plenty of experience regarding Fallout servers and a year of server building experience
How much time can you dedicate?: depends, but usually a few hours a week minimum
Previous Pictures of builds: [Required] I only have pictures of my older work when applying for a metro server, if these are not sufficient i can make a new build
http://www.mediafire.com/download/2uy8fmc3lpic31d/screenshots.rar
Skype: [Required] Skypes in my profile
For your convenience, Gisli, I uploaded them to imgur.
Madprotester's Screenshots
Images look decent enough.
*Facepalm* Good application thought but please look at earlier posts before posting a APP we are not taking apps yet
My bad, sorry.
What software did you use to make that?
Please keep all posts on topic, thank you.
http://i.imgur.com/cWsw8fj.jpg