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IGN: GavenTheLegend
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? yuppers
IC
Name: Gaven Belovich
Karma: Neutral (for now, we'll see what happens)
Age: 25
RP example: "shampoo?" gaven says while reading a bottle. "might be useful, i guess" he says while stuffing it into his overcrowded bag. He looks around to see if there is anything else to rummage through like a bookshelf or a desk. Embers begin fall on his shoulders and burn him, "ow!" he says shortly before hearing a loud crash upstairs, "guess thats my que to leave!" he would say muffled by his old vault-issued uniform pulled up to cover his mouth and nose. He would then proceed to walk out of the house which had been burning the whole time.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Gaven (yes that's my real name as well) was born in a vault in New York. After he turned 18, he made his decision to leave (as HIS vault community gives you the choice to leave after adulthood) He found a world he did not like and he could not return to the vault. but, he would soon find a small settlement in new york and met many people who had made the same decision to leave the vault. A few years later, he would arrive at his settlement after going out and looking for food only to find that it had been freshly pillaged and burned. No survivors were left... and no bodies either. After collecting as much of his personal belongings that he could (and what was left of them) he would set out and begin his constant nomadic life for many years, traveling constantly and only stopping at places once in a while to collect supplies and resources so that he may continue traveling in hopes of finding a place that is safe and distant from the nuclear wasteland... He has given up hope for finding such a place. So now he finds himself in Arizona where he will begin his new life and settle down somewhere.
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IGN: AaronK47
Age: 14
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Aaron Greyson
Karma: Good
Age: 24
RP example: *Sand brushes against Aaron's feet as he walks along the faded road. He can see someone walking towards him across the distance. Aaron gets his gun ready just in case of any problems. Aaron and the man meet up after walking a good amount of steps*
Man: Hold up for a sec.
*Aaron obeys and stops. The man lights a cigar and continues to speak*
Man: Want one?
Aaron: No thanks, I'm fine
Man: Where ever you're headed, don't take the road.
Aaron: Why?
Man: I was getting to that. So anyways, there's a town up there. Except the guards were given the order to shoot anyone that comes close. I saw some random wastelander just walk in, towards the gate, then he got his head blown off. Luckily I wasn't with him, so I turned around and walked away.
Aaron: Well, thanks for telling me. If it wasn't for you, I would've got shot.
Man: Don't mention it. And by the way, if you're in need of weapons or ammo, you can head over to my place. I'll give you a map marker.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Aaron was raised in a vault, where he lived a good life and got an education. He was smart, but a lot of kids made fun of him and didn't like him through jealousy, and found it amusing to pick on him. But then, there was a few kids who actually knew him well enough and accepted him. When he was 18, a poisonous gas broke out. He was one of the few that escaped, and saw what the real world looked like. All of his friends didn't make it out, but he always thought to himself that they were alive. His parents also escaped, but ended up going the opposite direction Aaron headed. He later on worked for the NCR, but a few years later, left the NCR for a reason of depression. He is still by the NCR's side, but doesn't work for them. He never really liked the legion too much, which now a days, he usually walks around the wasteland, seeing if anyone needs help, yet avoiding anyone involved with the legion. This is his story.
I just came across this story i once wrote for the (in my opinion) Funniest Legion leader the Vault RP has ever had. Its pretty weird.
Everyone Poops
A short story, by Timothion
Salt Lake City,
Summer, 2291
Legate Titus, as far as legion standards go he was a honourable man with principles. This was all about to change, You see back in those days things were... Complicated. The NCR was once again split up, The Brotherhood of steel was not exactly organised but was doing fine in general and UNR was rocking as allways. One man, named Cedric bacon was thrown out of the NCR for disobeying orders, having a stupid name and wearing a 1st Recon shirt at times when it was not appropiate. He vowed to take out the "Corrupt" NCR and lead the NCR into Glory. But he could not do this on his own, He needed allies! So he went out to the Brotherhood and persuaded them to join his quest, Then he went to UNR and asked them for artillery support. Both were persuaded pretty easily, But they were still lacking in numbers. One more Ally was needed. So Cedric went to the legion base.
Finally arriving at the legion base, It seemed that Cedric convinced the Legate to join him, But the legate had a whole different agenda. He saw a chance to get rid of all his enemies in one blow. The plan was very simple, firs the "Bacon Coalition" would assault NCR positions, then the legion would return the base, Leaving the rest to carry the loot. The legion would wait in an abandoned building down the road and assault the rest of the coalition, Destroying the opposition and paving the way for salt lake to become legion territory.
The first part of the plan went really well, The NCR was defeated without to many losses and the legion waited in the building as planned. To pass the time Titus looked around, He found a short pre-war book. It was named "Everyone poops". The legate allways thought he was the only man in history who pooped. He allways tried to hide it from his fellow legionaires. He started reading, Page by page his mind descended into madness, Mice made small poop, Elephants made big poop! Everything that ate pooped! His whole world had been turned upside down! the rest of the coalition approached, One of his legionaires asked him to attack. But he was so caught up in the book he could not hear him.
They returned to base shortly afterwards, He blamed the failure on one of the legionaires and had him crucified.
He decided to study this theory that everyone pooped more, So he went to the slave pens. He made the slaves do horrible things. He gave them food, They pooped. He did not give them food they did not poop. After a while he forgot about tactics and doctrine. his mind was consumed by poop! he dedicated monuments to it, When slaves had pooped he complimented them, His legionaires thought it was some form of psychological form of warfare. and they were too afraid to question him. Titus wrote all his findings into a article, He named it "Two slaves, One cup" He wanted to send it to Caesar, But he thought his findings were not good enough. He had to improve them! So he performed more expiriments, and he still does to this very day. Untill he considers his article perfect.
And that is why you dont want to be enslaved by Legate Titus,
The end
Sleep well children!
I'm sure there are some errors in this story, Both lorewise and grammatical.
But hey! i had fun writing this ****, hope you had fun reading it
RP example: "Caps in the bag, old man!" Nathan peeked from behind the rock in front of him at the scene. The bandit had been harassing the old man for many moments now. "What are you waiting for!?" The bandit yelled out again. The old man was obviously blind, judging by the blindfold wrapped around his head. His chin trembled as he answered the ruthless marauder in a wavering, worn voice. "I--I told you, I don't have any!" The bandit pressed his weapon against the old man's furrowed brow. "Oh, don't play with me. I know you've got some around here. I'll take any canned food too, but nothing that's touched your disgusting fingers." Nathan continued watching on, his expression flat. He neither showed a single sign of concern or approval. The bandit grunted. "Three seconds, old man! Three...two..." The old man stuttered and babbled "I--told you I don't have any--" "One. Out o' luck, mate." A shot rang out, but it wasn't the old man who fell; it was the bandit. Nathan approached, the smoking barrel of his revolver still trained on the dead bandit. Once the old man realized what had happened he began stuttering again. "Oh--oh, thank you! I don't know who you are but--but--I...thank you!!" Nathan smirked and pulled the man to his feet. "No problem." He then raised his revolver to the man's head. "Now, I'll take those caps."
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Nathan grew up in a small wasteland settlement in Oregon where he lived like an average boy with an average childhood. In his teenage years he went through a rebellious phase, like many teenagers. However, unlike other teens, the phase never faded. His attitude and actions against any type of 'society' (despite the lack of it in a place like the wasteland) escalated into purely criminal acts. Throughout the years, he went from petty caps scams to full on caravan or shop heists. Eventually, his actions spawned more enemies than friends, and he was forced to flee towards the south.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
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Posts:
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Member Details
IGN: Exoquatic
Age: 15
I did read all the rules. I will double check, though.
IC: What is an IC?
Name: Exo
Karma: Good, but will kill sometimes for personal gain
Age: 19
RP: Helping the citizens of the Wasteland for survival
Biography: Exo was born after the opening of Vault 101. Due to extreme circumstances, when Exo was only 2 years old, his mother shoved him into a box and literally threw him out of Vault 101, hoping for him to escape. Exo had broken his left arm going down the hill, and was bleeding badly. A group of raiders found the box, thinking it had valuables inside but all they found was this poor baby. They took him in and raised him to be a raider. At 11, Exo knew what a raider was. He didn't want this kind of life. So he killed every raider he knew, including the ones who raised him. He was upset that it came to this, but it was what he had to do. After he found his way to Megaton, he lived a peacefully for 8 years. On his 15th birthday, Raiders breached Megaton and attempted to kill Exo. He ran as far and as long as he could, for 3 days straight to be exact. On the morning of the 3rd day, he collapsed into a coma. He awoke in Rivet City, glad to be alive, but not remembering anything from his past. He became a guardian of the weak, found clean water for the sick, helped children find their families, and killed raiders kidnapping people. But this changed. Exo didn't remember what happened on his 15th birthday. The Raiders were still after him. They wanted him dead.
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IGN: Benjaminfox
Age: 20
Did you read ALL the rules?
You Bet!
IC:
Name: Benjamin "Fox" Vansin
Karma: (Neutral)
Age: 26
RP example:
*Fox walks into a town inn looking for a night's sleep. He looks to the inn keep*
Fox- "Might you have a bed available?"
Inn Keep- "You look different from the norms we get around these parts. You one of them NCR fellers?"
Fox- "No I’m just the average guy looking for something he lost."
Inn Keep- “Well I hope you find the person you’re looking for, oh and it’ll be 50 caps for the room."
Fox- "I’m not looking for a person." Fox places the 50caps on the counter.
Inn Keep- "Straight down the hall, third door on your right. If you need anything the bars always open"
*Fox tips his hat in the utter most respect before disappearing down the hall.*
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
He woke up one day, with his memories whipped clean. He knew neither of his name nor how he came to be in New Vegas. Baring his long brown coat and his blood red hat, he left the Vault 21 Inn. Fox could remember that he kept the picture of little sister in a hidden fold in this hat. He could remember her name, Cass; and the fact that she died 3 years ago cause of cross fire between the Brotherhood of Steel and some mindless Raiders. The memories of the battles he fought and the people he’s met along the way are still there. He could remember so much but he couldn’t remember who he was. His memories betrayed him. When people ask his name he replies by looking at the tattoo on his forearm, “Fox”.
Fox cares not for the war between the NRC and Caesar's Legion; in fact he is well respected by both sides. Everyone knows fox’s story, his quest to find his lost memories. Armed with his bolt action sniper rifle, 6-shot, and his worn katana; He helps those in need and stomps those who stand in his way. He’s cunning and quick on his feet, able to react without mistake.
He may not be interested in the war between NRC and Caesar’s Legion but he has a serious hatred for the Brotherhood of Steel. It begun when he and his sister where caught in the cross fire between The Brotherhood of Steel and a group of raider’s. The Raider’s had attacked the village we had been currently living in. When the Brotherhood of Steel came marching in to “save us”. A Paladin by the name Saito gunned down Cass without second thought even though Cass wasn’t a Raider. After the Raider’s fled the Brotherhood of Steel forced everyone out of the village so they could establish a base camp.
A year later stalking Saito from town to town Fox finally had his opportunity to exact his revenge. He caught Saito alone after a “justified” attack on a ghoul safe haven. Fox didn’t cowardly attack from behind. He challenged Saito to a blade to blade duel. With easy he struck down Saito and gave him the proper burial treatment he didn’t deserve. The Brotherhood of the Steel knows not of this happening for the desert covers the tracks of many murders.
After the first three years into his search he’s met many people and fought many battles. Though he never likes to fight, he’s quiet admirable in combat. Proving to be skilled in the arms he carries. After he murdered Saito he swore to only fight to protect himself and those who deserve his protection. His only downfall is he trusts to easily. He has been betrayed by many of people countless times, and they all met the end of his blade not taking any betrayal lightly.
Fox has traveled into Arizona after hearing word of a war breaking out between the New California Republic, Brotherhood of the Steel, and Caesar’s Legion. Maybe he can finally get back to his old town and find the next clue to his memories.
RP example: "Caps in the bag, old man!" Nathan peeked from behind the rock in front of him at the scene. The bandit had been harassing the old man for many moments now. "What are you waiting for!?" The bandit yelled out again. The old man was obviously blind, judging by the blindfold wrapped around his head. His chin trembled as he answered the ruthless marauder in a wavering, worn voice. "I--I told you, I don't have any!" The bandit pressed his weapon against the old man's furrowed brow. "Oh, don't play with me. I know you've got some around here. I'll take any canned food too, but nothing that's touched your disgusting fingers." Nathan continued watching on, his expression flat. He neither showed a single sign of concern or approval. The bandit grunted. "Three seconds, old man! Three...two..." The old man stuttered and babbled "I--told you I don't have any--" "One. Out o' luck, mate." A shot rang out, but it wasn't the old man who fell; it was the bandit. Nathan approached, the smoking barrel of his revolver still trained on the dead bandit. Once the old man realized what had happened he began stuttering again. "Oh--oh, thank you! I don't know who you are but--but--I...thank you!!" Nathan smirked and pulled the man to his feet. "No problem." He then raised his revolver to the man's head. "Now, I'll take those caps."
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Nathan grew up in a small wasteland settlement in Oregon where he lived like an average boy with an average childhood. In his teenage years he went through a rebellious phase, like many teenagers. However, unlike other teens, the phase never faded. His attitude and actions against any type of 'society' (despite the lack of it in a place like the wasteland) escalated into purely criminal acts. Throughout the years, he went from petty caps scams to full on caravan or shop heists. Eventually, his actions spawned more enemies than friends, and he was forced to flee towards the south.
IGN: Exoquatic
Age: 15
I did read all the rules. I will double check, though.
IC: What is an IC?
Name: Exo
Karma: Good, but will kill sometimes for personal gain
Age: 19
RP: Helping the citizens of the Wasteland for survival
Biography: Exo was born after the opening of Vault 101. Due to extreme circumstances, when Exo was only 2 years old, his mother shoved him into a box and literally threw him out of Vault 101, hoping for him to escape. Exo had broken his left arm going down the hill, and was bleeding badly. A group of raiders found the box, thinking it had valuables inside but all they found was this poor baby. They took him in and raised him to be a raider. At 11, Exo knew what a raider was. He didn't want this kind of life. So he killed every raider he knew, including the ones who raised him. He was upset that it came to this, but it was what he had to do. After he found his way to Megaton, he lived a peacefully for 8 years. On his 15th birthday, Raiders breached Megaton and attempted to kill Exo. He ran as far and as long as he could, for 3 days straight to be exact. On the morning of the 3rd day, he collapsed into a coma. He awoke in Rivet City, glad to be alive, but not remembering anything from his past. He became a guardian of the weak, found clean water for the sick, helped children find their families, and killed raiders kidnapping people. But this changed. Exo didn't remember what happened on his 15th birthday. The Raiders were still after him. They wanted him dead.
More than one paragraph, but I got into it.
Read the rules. The two I accepted. Join the server at any time.
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IGN: pacmanicus
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? Yep
IC:
Name: Walter White/Heisenberg (Nickname/Alias)
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 51
RP example:
Walter stood outside an abandoned car wash waiting to make his next sale. Beside him was his associate Jesse Pinkman. Soon, a rather thuggish looking individual approached the two and requested a sample of his fine product, jet, a highly addictive chem that Walter White was an expert in producing.
"Yo, Heisenberg, this jet is tight, man! Tight, yeah!" shouted the obviously high Tuco, also known as the local chem addict.
"That's 50 caps per dose, Tuco."
"Right, whatever man, here's your cash man, just keep the jet flowing!"
"..I hate my job," Walt grumbled under his breath as he took a dose of jet from Jesse and handed it to Tuco.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Walter White is a ghoul that used to work at a local high school in New Mexico before the bombs fell. Shortly before the great war that resulted in the fiery consumption of the earth and the birth of the new world known as the Wasteland, Walter had financial troubles and succumbed to cooking in a meth lab. He is an extremely talented chemist and cooks the purest crystal meth the world has ever seen. When the bombs fell, Walter survived the initial impact and ended up sustaining enough radiation over time to become a ghoul. As of today in the Wasteland, he continues to cook up meth and other chems in New Vegas, making profit off of the bad habits of the inhabitants of the wasteland. Oh, and he was diagnosed with lung cancer shortly before the war.
congrats to those who were accepted to the server, but, did me and the others who were unmentioned not get accepted? did they not look at our applications? were we denied? Im just wondering cuz ive been looking forward to joining the server and its dissapointing to see others get accepted when they submited their application after me and the other people who are still eagerly waiting.
IGN: Illusion_Z Age: 16 Did you read ALL the rules? Yes, DA DIAMOND
IC: Name: Illusion Karma: (Neutral) Age: 16 RP example: A lost soul is in search for the men who killed his family on the way he meets some interesting folk. Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): A young man is striped from his family by some gang banger's he seeks revenge and will do anything to get the task done he grew up a young farm hand and his father made some bad bets with the wrong people his mother and father we exacted and the young man was forced to watch. He remembers the Scar on the mans face and goes off that.
Me and ggt (Anderson and Thompson)
gg wen't and spotted three people, 2 legion were mugging the third man or something like that, We confiscated his weapons for a short bit and then he told us that the two legion powergamed and wen't and dug a straight hole down and covered it in the cave, We began to dig around trying to find them and after we dug out a good portion of the cave we got banned for Xray, We didn't Xray we saw there names and the man told us they wen't to that cave.
I don't know why we were banned without any notification or anything, We were not even hacking.
I thought about it and I guess we could have looked like Xrayers trying to get them, But an Xrayer would not mine the whole area out we just mined to that area (One of them glitch suffocated Atleast I think it was one of them and I mined that way and before I got to any cave entrance we were both banned.
I would like to ask that me (DawnDusk11) and ggteixeira be unbanned, We do not hack and do not like hackers and if you don't believe me watch me in the game like you said you would before when I was questioned for hacks (MrPap)
-Thanks for reading, I really like this server and want to come back
EDIT: To touch on the subject of me being banned on LOTC, I got banned because I lost interest in the server, Medieval roleplay just does not interest me anymore so I quit and got banned.
Me and ggt (Anderson and Thompson)
gg wen't and spotted three people, 2 legion were mugging the third man or something like that, We confiscated his weapons for a short bit and then he told us that the two legion powergamed and wen't and dug a straight hole down and covered it in the cave, We began to dig around trying to find them and after we dug out a good portion of the cave we got banned for Xray, We didn't Xray we saw there names and the man told us they wen't to that cave.
I don't know why we were banned without any notification or anything, We were not even hacking.
I thought about it and I guess we could have looked like Xrayers trying to get them, But an Xrayer would not mine the whole area out we just mined to that area (One of them glitch suffocated Atleast I think it was one of them and I mined that way and before I got to any cave entrance we were both banned.
I would like to ask that me (DawnDusk11) and ggteixeira be unbanned, We do not hack and do not like hackers and if you don't believe me watch me in the game like you said you would before when I was questioned for hacks (MrPap)
-Thanks for reading, I really like this server and want to come back
EDIT: To touch on the subject of me being banned on LOTC, I got banned because I lost interest in the server, Medieval roleplay just does not interest me anymore so I quit and got banned.
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IGN: Dualmittens
Age: 15
Did you read ALL The rules?: Sure thing,
IC
Name: Solomon Ricketts
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 16
RP example:
Waking one morning, he stirs as the light shines through the dusty, and destroyed blinds by his bed...
He gets up, rubbing his eyes, flicking the rheum across the room with a finger and thumb. He gets up, putting on his jeans, buckle, and then throwing his undershirt over his head. He is about to put his holster on before he hears a noise.
He unholsters his pistol, lightning fast from years of practice, pointing it at his hotel door. The knob turns slowly before it creaks open...
He cocks the hammer back on his .45/70 Bison Bull, getting ready to fire it as he lines his sights up on the opening of the door.
It opens as the surprised face of a young house maid, most likely the hotel owners daughter, as she screams a bit. He quickly re holsters his pistol, as he apologizes in his light, but ragged voice, "Uh... Sorry, i didn't mean to scare you..." She quickly slammed the door. He could hear her footsteps hit every step as she ran down the stairs in a panic.
He went back to putting on his clothes, finishing off with his dark leather boots and rugged cowboy hat. He opens the door leading downstairs, and walks off the balcony, into the sunlight as he leaves the lonely hotel. Intent on his destination, and mission to the Arizona Wastes...
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Solomon Ricketts was born on December 2, 2234, to his father, Cyrus, and his mother Elizabeth. His mother died in child birth, and he barely survived himself. His father was an ex-desert Ranger, intent on dealing with problems how he wanted. Training his son with his skills, and beliefs, his son grew up to be an equality driven machine, intent on bringing to great down, and the poor up.
By the age of 13, his father got his son enough materials to build his own gun. Settling on the design of a Bison Bull, .45-70 Govt., he used this pistol until the day he would eventually die. Custom loading his shells, even making a custom low pressure fragmentation bullet, without the uses of explosives.
Using his pistol, he helped defend his fathers ranch from slavers and raiders alike. Becoming a great shot, he excelled in combat, and was even sent on a mission by his father to scout out the events in Arizona, his father had heard about. In his journey, he failed to realize his lack of experience and cockiness, and it could lead to his eventual downfall.
He soon enters the Arizona Wasteland, and begins his mission of scouting, and whatever else his inexperience might get him into...
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IGN: NightOwl0703
Age: 17
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Leonardo de Los Huevos
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 26
RP example: Legion is Attacking A Town!
My Character Would Determine which side would come out Victorious and hopefully choose the side with the upper hand. So Once he chooses a side he would help in any way he can be it fighting or Rebuilding. Then after the situaton has ended would then try to mooch as many caps his way as he could.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Leonardo de Los Huevos grew up in the ruins of old touscan. His parents were murdered by the Legion when he was a young boy. He was taken into the NCR and ran away because they attempted to force him into their ranks. After escapeinghe realized he did not agree with any side so he began putting himself first.
Leonardo de Los Huevos is a man with 2 Faces. He is just as likely to stab you in the back as he is to help you. Any decision he makes is based on which choice benefits him the most. If he gets payed more to murder a group of people than he would to escort them to another town. Leonardo would have absolutely no problem murdering each one of them.
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IGN: GavenTheLegend
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? yuppers
IC
Name: Gaven Belovich
Karma: Neutral (for now, we'll see what happens)
Age: 25
RP example: "shampoo?" gaven says while reading a bottle. "might be useful, i guess" he says while stuffing it into his overcrowded bag. He looks around to see if there is anything else to rummage through like a bookshelf or a desk. Embers begin fall on his shoulders and burn him, "ow!" he says shortly before hearing a loud crash upstairs, "guess thats my que to leave!" he would say muffled by his old vault-issued uniform pulled up to cover his mouth and nose. He would then proceed to walk out of the house which had been burning the whole time.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Gaven (yes that's my real name as well) was born in a vault in New York. After he turned 18, he made his decision to leave (as HIS vault community gives you the choice to leave after adulthood) He found a world he did not like and he could not return to the vault. but, he would soon find a small settlement in new york and met many people who had made the same decision to leave the vault. A few years later, he would arrive at his settlement after going out and looking for food only to find that it had been freshly pillaged and burned. No survivors were left... and no bodies either. After collecting as much of his personal belongings that he could (and what was left of them) he would set out and begin his constant nomadic life for many years, traveling constantly and only stopping at places once in a while to collect supplies and resources so that he may continue traveling in hopes of finding a place that is safe and distant from the nuclear wasteland... He has given up hope for finding such a place. So now he finds himself in Arizona where he will begin his new life and settle down somewhere.
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IGN: AaronK47
Age: 14
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Aaron Greyson
Karma: Good
Age: 24
RP example: *Sand brushes against Aaron's feet as he walks along the faded road. He can see someone walking towards him across the distance. Aaron gets his gun ready just in case of any problems. Aaron and the man meet up after walking a good amount of steps*
Man: Hold up for a sec.
*Aaron obeys and stops. The man lights a cigar and continues to speak*
Man: Want one?
Aaron: No thanks, I'm fine
Man: Where ever you're headed, don't take the road.
Aaron: Why?
Man: I was getting to that. So anyways, there's a town up there. Except the guards were given the order to shoot anyone that comes close. I saw some random wastelander just walk in, towards the gate, then he got his head blown off. Luckily I wasn't with him, so I turned around and walked away.
Aaron: Well, thanks for telling me. If it wasn't for you, I would've got shot.
Man: Don't mention it. And by the way, if you're in need of weapons or ammo, you can head over to my place. I'll give you a map marker.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Aaron was raised in a vault, where he lived a good life and got an education. He was smart, but a lot of kids made fun of him and didn't like him through jealousy, and found it amusing to pick on him. But then, there was a few kids who actually knew him well enough and accepted him. When he was 18, a poisonous gas broke out. He was one of the few that escaped, and saw what the real world looked like. All of his friends didn't make it out, but he always thought to himself that they were alive. His parents also escaped, but ended up going the opposite direction Aaron headed. He later on worked for the NCR, but a few years later, left the NCR for a reason of depression. He is still by the NCR's side, but doesn't work for them. He never really liked the legion too much, which now a days, he usually walks around the wasteland, seeing if anyone needs help, yet avoiding anyone involved with the legion. This is his story.
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IGN: pacmanicus
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? Yep
IC:
Name: Walter White/Heisenberg (Nickname/Alias)
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 51
RP example:
Walter stood outside an abandoned car wash waiting to make his next sale. Beside him was his associate Jesse Pinkman. Soon, a rather thuggish looking individual approached the two and requested a sample of his fine product, jet, a highly addictive chem that Walter White was an expert in producing.
"Yo, Heisenberg, this jet is tight, man! Tight, yeah!" shouted the obviously high Tuco, also known as the local chem addict.
"That's 50 caps per dose, Tuco."
"Right, whatever man, here's your cash man, just keep the jet flowing!"
"..I hate my job," Walt grumbled under his breath as he took a dose of jet from Jesse and handed it to Tuco.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Walter White is a ghoul that used to work at a local high school in New Mexico before the bombs fell. Shortly before the great war that resulted in the fiery consumption of the earth and the birth of the new world known as the Wasteland, Walter had financial troubles and succumbed to cooking in a meth lab. He is an extremely talented chemist and cooks the purest crystal meth the world has ever seen. When the bombs fell, Walter survived the initial impact and ended up sustaining enough radiation over time to become a ghoul. As of today in the Wasteland, he continues to cook up meth and other chems in New Vegas, making profit off of the bad habits of the inhabitants of the wasteland. Oh, and he was diagnosed with lung cancer shortly before the war.
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IGN: Dualmittens
Age: 15
Did you read ALL The rules?: Sure thing,
IC
Name: Solomon Ricketts
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 16
RP example:
Waking one morning, he stirs as the light shines through the dusty, and destroyed blinds by his bed...
He gets up, rubbing his eyes, flicking the rheum across the room with a finger and thumb. He gets up, putting on his jeans, buckle, and then throwing his undershirt over his head. He is about to put his holster on before he hears a noise.
He unholsters his pistol, lightning fast from years of practice, pointing it at his hotel door. The knob turns slowly before it creaks open...
He cocks the hammer back on his .45/70 Bison Bull, getting ready to fire it as he lines his sights up on the opening of the door.
It opens as the surprised face of a young house maid, most likely the hotel owners daughter, as she screams a bit. He quickly re holsters his pistol, as he apologizes in his light, but ragged voice, "Uh... Sorry, i didn't mean to scare you..." She quickly slammed the door. He could hear her footsteps hit every step as she ran down the stairs in a panic.
He went back to putting on his clothes, finishing off with his dark leather boots and rugged cowboy hat. He opens the door leading downstairs, and walks off the balcony, into the sunlight as he leaves the lonely hotel. Intent on his destination, and mission to the Arizona Wastes...
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Solomon Ricketts was born on December 2, 2234, to his father, Cyrus, and his mother Elizabeth. His mother died in child birth, and he barely survived himself. His father was an ex-desert Ranger, intent on dealing with problems how he wanted. Training his son with his skills, and beliefs, his son grew up to be an equality driven machine, intent on bringing to great down, and the poor up.
By the age of 13, his father got his son enough materials to build his own gun. Settling on the design of a Bison Bull, .45-70 Govt., he used this pistol until the day he would eventually die. Custom loading his shells, even making a custom low pressure fragmentation bullet, without the uses of explosives.
Using his pistol, he helped defend his fathers ranch from slavers and raiders alike. Becoming a great shot, he excelled in combat, and was even sent on a mission by his father to scout out the events in Arizona, his father had heard about. In his journey, he failed to realize his lack of experience and cockiness, and it could lead to his eventual downfall.
He soon enters the Arizona Wasteland, and begins his mission of scouting, and whatever else his inexperience might get him into...
OOC
IGN: NightOwl0703
Age: 17
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Leonardo de Los Huevos
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 26
RP example: Legion is Attacking A Town!
My Character Would Determine which side would come out Victorious and hopefully choose the side with the upper hand. So Once he chooses a side he would help in any way he can be it fighting or Rebuilding. Then after the situaton has ended would then try to mooch as many caps his way as he could.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Leonardo de Los Huevos grew up in the ruins of old touscan. His parents were murdered by the Legion when he was a young boy. He was taken into the NCR and ran away because they attempted to force him into their ranks. After escapeinghe realized he did not agree with any side so he began putting himself first.
Leonardo de Los Huevos is a man with 2 Faces. He is just as likely to stab you in the back as he is to help you. Any decision he makes is based on which choice benefits him the most. If he gets payed more to murder a group of people than he would to escort them to another town. Leonardo would have absolutely no problem murdering each one of them.
Ooooh, I wanna be the leader of the followers of the apocalypse!, this looks fun!, but first I have to join,
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IGN: Tonymangtana
Age: 13 (I can act mature I promise)
Did you read ALL the rules? Yup
IC:
Name: Shallow
Karma: Good
Age: 18
RP example: Hmm, it's pretty hard to come up with this, I just pretend as if I'm in real life doing this, but heres a example (Person) What side are the followers of the apocylspe on. (Shallow) There a organization to help people, we support neither, we just want to benefit the people of free side to stop using drugs.
Character biography: I was raised in the brotherhood, taught to fight the enclave thinking they we're awful people, but as I got in my teen years I decided to enlist in the army, the enclave army it was, we we're winning at first, then the NCR and the Brother hood joined as ally's they took over Navarro, I was so scared, I couldn't see my mom, I see my dad tearing my friends apart in front of my face, I got out of navarro and traveled towards Navada there I went to las vegas, hoping I would forget everything and here I am now working at followers of the apocalypse.
IGN: GavenTheLegend
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? yuppers
IC
Name: Gaven Belovich
Karma: Neutral (for now, we'll see what happens)
Age: 25
RP example: "shampoo?" gaven says while reading a bottle. "might be useful, i guess" he says while stuffing it into his overcrowded bag. He looks around to see if there is anything else to rummage through like a bookshelf or a desk. Embers begin fall on his shoulders and burn him, "ow!" he says shortly before hearing a loud crash upstairs, "guess thats my que to leave!" he would say muffled by his old vault-issued uniform pulled up to cover his mouth and nose. He would then proceed to walk out of the house which had been burning the whole time.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Gaven (yes that's my real name as well) was born in a vault in New York. After he turned 18, he made his decision to leave (as HIS vault community gives you the choice to leave after adulthood) He found a world he did not like and he could not return to the vault. but, he would soon find a small settlement in new york and met many people who had made the same decision to leave the vault. A few years later, he would arrive at his settlement after going out and looking for food only to find that it had been freshly pillaged and burned. No survivors were left... and no bodies either. After collecting as much of his personal belongings that he could (and what was left of them) he would set out and begin his constant nomadic life for many years, traveling constantly and only stopping at places once in a while to collect supplies and resources so that he may continue traveling in hopes of finding a place that is safe and distant from the nuclear wasteland... He has given up hope for finding such a place. So now he finds himself in Arizona where he will begin his new life and settle down somewhere.
IGN: AaronK47
Age: 14
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Aaron Greyson
Karma: Good
Age: 24
RP example: *Sand brushes against Aaron's feet as he walks along the faded road. He can see someone walking towards him across the distance. Aaron gets his gun ready just in case of any problems. Aaron and the man meet up after walking a good amount of steps*
Man: Hold up for a sec.
*Aaron obeys and stops. The man lights a cigar and continues to speak*
Man: Want one?
Aaron: No thanks, I'm fine
Man: Where ever you're headed, don't take the road.
Aaron: Why?
Man: I was getting to that. So anyways, there's a town up there. Except the guards were given the order to shoot anyone that comes close. I saw some random wastelander just walk in, towards the gate, then he got his head blown off. Luckily I wasn't with him, so I turned around and walked away.
Aaron: Well, thanks for telling me. If it wasn't for you, I would've got shot.
Man: Don't mention it. And by the way, if you're in need of weapons or ammo, you can head over to my place. I'll give you a map marker.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Aaron was raised in a vault, where he lived a good life and got an education. He was smart, but a lot of kids made fun of him and didn't like him through jealousy, and found it amusing to pick on him. But then, there was a few kids who actually knew him well enough and accepted him. When he was 18, a poisonous gas broke out. He was one of the few that escaped, and saw what the real world looked like. All of his friends didn't make it out, but he always thought to himself that they were alive. His parents also escaped, but ended up going the opposite direction Aaron headed. He later on worked for the NCR, but a few years later, left the NCR for a reason of depression. He is still by the NCR's side, but doesn't work for them. He never really liked the legion too much, which now a days, he usually walks around the wasteland, seeing if anyone needs help, yet avoiding anyone involved with the legion. This is his story.
A short story, by Timothion
Salt Lake City,
Summer, 2291
Legate Titus, as far as legion standards go he was a honourable man with principles. This was all about to change, You see back in those days things were... Complicated. The NCR was once again split up, The Brotherhood of steel was not exactly organised but was doing fine in general and UNR was rocking as allways. One man, named Cedric bacon was thrown out of the NCR for disobeying orders, having a stupid name and wearing a 1st Recon shirt at times when it was not appropiate. He vowed to take out the "Corrupt" NCR and lead the NCR into Glory. But he could not do this on his own, He needed allies! So he went out to the Brotherhood and persuaded them to join his quest, Then he went to UNR and asked them for artillery support. Both were persuaded pretty easily, But they were still lacking in numbers. One more Ally was needed. So Cedric went to the legion base.
Finally arriving at the legion base, It seemed that Cedric convinced the Legate to join him, But the legate had a whole different agenda. He saw a chance to get rid of all his enemies in one blow. The plan was very simple, firs the "Bacon Coalition" would assault NCR positions, then the legion would return the base, Leaving the rest to carry the loot. The legion would wait in an abandoned building down the road and assault the rest of the coalition, Destroying the opposition and paving the way for salt lake to become legion territory.
The first part of the plan went really well, The NCR was defeated without to many losses and the legion waited in the building as planned. To pass the time Titus looked around, He found a short pre-war book. It was named "Everyone poops". The legate allways thought he was the only man in history who pooped. He allways tried to hide it from his fellow legionaires. He started reading, Page by page his mind descended into madness, Mice made small poop, Elephants made big poop! Everything that ate pooped! His whole world had been turned upside down! the rest of the coalition approached, One of his legionaires asked him to attack. But he was so caught up in the book he could not hear him.
They returned to base shortly afterwards, He blamed the failure on one of the legionaires and had him crucified.
He decided to study this theory that everyone pooped more, So he went to the slave pens. He made the slaves do horrible things. He gave them food, They pooped. He did not give them food they did not poop. After a while he forgot about tactics and doctrine. his mind was consumed by poop! he dedicated monuments to it, When slaves had pooped he complimented them, His legionaires thought it was some form of psychological form of warfare. and they were too afraid to question him. Titus wrote all his findings into a article, He named it "Two slaves, One cup" He wanted to send it to Caesar, But he thought his findings were not good enough. He had to improve them! So he performed more expiriments, and he still does to this very day. Untill he considers his article perfect.
And that is why you dont want to be enslaved by Legate Titus,
The end
Sleep well children!
I'm sure there are some errors in this story, Both lorewise and grammatical.
But hey! i had fun writing this ****, hope you had fun reading it
-Timothion
It was to increase rp. It will be back. Its just a punishment.
Age: 15
I did read all the rules. I will double check, though.
IC: What is an IC?
Name: Exo
Karma: Good, but will kill sometimes for personal gain
Age: 19
RP: Helping the citizens of the Wasteland for survival
Biography: Exo was born after the opening of Vault 101. Due to extreme circumstances, when Exo was only 2 years old, his mother shoved him into a box and literally threw him out of Vault 101, hoping for him to escape. Exo had broken his left arm going down the hill, and was bleeding badly. A group of raiders found the box, thinking it had valuables inside but all they found was this poor baby. They took him in and raised him to be a raider. At 11, Exo knew what a raider was. He didn't want this kind of life. So he killed every raider he knew, including the ones who raised him. He was upset that it came to this, but it was what he had to do. After he found his way to Megaton, he lived a peacefully for 8 years. On his 15th birthday, Raiders breached Megaton and attempted to kill Exo. He ran as far and as long as he could, for 3 days straight to be exact. On the morning of the 3rd day, he collapsed into a coma. He awoke in Rivet City, glad to be alive, but not remembering anything from his past. He became a guardian of the weak, found clean water for the sick, helped children find their families, and killed raiders kidnapping people. But this changed. Exo didn't remember what happened on his 15th birthday. The Raiders were still after him. They wanted him dead.
More than one paragraph, but I got into it.
Accepted.
Accepted.
Read the rules. The two I accepted. Join the server at any time.
IGN: pacmanicus
Age: 18
Did you read ALL the rules? Yep
IC:
Name: Walter White/Heisenberg (Nickname/Alias)
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 51
RP example:
Walter stood outside an abandoned car wash waiting to make his next sale. Beside him was his associate Jesse Pinkman. Soon, a rather thuggish looking individual approached the two and requested a sample of his fine product, jet, a highly addictive chem that Walter White was an expert in producing.
"Yo, Heisenberg, this jet is tight, man! Tight, yeah!" shouted the obviously high Tuco, also known as the local chem addict.
"That's 50 caps per dose, Tuco."
"Right, whatever man, here's your cash man, just keep the jet flowing!"
"..I hate my job," Walt grumbled under his breath as he took a dose of jet from Jesse and handed it to Tuco.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): Walter White is a ghoul that used to work at a local high school in New Mexico before the bombs fell. Shortly before the great war that resulted in the fiery consumption of the earth and the birth of the new world known as the Wasteland, Walter had financial troubles and succumbed to cooking in a meth lab. He is an extremely talented chemist and cooks the purest crystal meth the world has ever seen. When the bombs fell, Walter survived the initial impact and ended up sustaining enough radiation over time to become a ghoul. As of today in the Wasteland, he continues to cook up meth and other chems in New Vegas, making profit off of the bad habits of the inhabitants of the wasteland. Oh, and he was diagnosed with lung cancer shortly before the war.
Age: 16
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes, DA DIAMOND
IC:
Name: Illusion
Karma: (Neutral)
Age: 16
RP example: A lost soul is in search for the men who killed his family on the way he meets some interesting folk.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph): A young man is striped from his family by some gang banger's he seeks revenge and will do anything to get the task done he grew up a young farm hand and his father made some bad bets with the wrong people his mother and father we exacted and the young man was forced to watch. He remembers the Scar on the mans face and goes off that.
Me and ggt (Anderson and Thompson)
gg wen't and spotted three people, 2 legion were mugging the third man or something like that, We confiscated his weapons for a short bit and then he told us that the two legion powergamed and wen't and dug a straight hole down and covered it in the cave, We began to dig around trying to find them and after we dug out a good portion of the cave we got banned for Xray, We didn't Xray we saw there names and the man told us they wen't to that cave.
I don't know why we were banned without any notification or anything, We were not even hacking.
I thought about it and I guess we could have looked like Xrayers trying to get them, But an Xrayer would not mine the whole area out we just mined to that area (One of them glitch suffocated Atleast I think it was one of them and I mined that way and before I got to any cave entrance we were both banned.
I would like to ask that me (DawnDusk11) and ggteixeira be unbanned, We do not hack and do not like hackers and if you don't believe me watch me in the game like you said you would before when I was questioned for hacks (MrPap)
-Thanks for reading, I really like this server and want to come back
EDIT: To touch on the subject of me being banned on LOTC, I got banned because I lost interest in the server, Medieval roleplay just does not interest me anymore so I quit and got banned.
your both unbanned, consider this a warning
OOC
IGN: Dualmittens
Age: 15
Did you read ALL The rules?: Sure thing,
IC
Name: Solomon Ricketts
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Chaotic Neutral
Age: 16
RP example:
Waking one morning, he stirs as the light shines through the dusty, and destroyed blinds by his bed...
He gets up, rubbing his eyes, flicking the rheum across the room with a finger and thumb. He gets up, putting on his jeans, buckle, and then throwing his undershirt over his head. He is about to put his holster on before he hears a noise.
He unholsters his pistol, lightning fast from years of practice, pointing it at his hotel door. The knob turns slowly before it creaks open...
He cocks the hammer back on his .45/70 Bison Bull, getting ready to fire it as he lines his sights up on the opening of the door.
It opens as the surprised face of a young house maid, most likely the hotel owners daughter, as she screams a bit. He quickly re holsters his pistol, as he apologizes in his light, but ragged voice, "Uh... Sorry, i didn't mean to scare you..." She quickly slammed the door. He could hear her footsteps hit every step as she ran down the stairs in a panic.
He went back to putting on his clothes, finishing off with his dark leather boots and rugged cowboy hat. He opens the door leading downstairs, and walks off the balcony, into the sunlight as he leaves the lonely hotel. Intent on his destination, and mission to the Arizona Wastes...
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Solomon Ricketts was born on December 2, 2234, to his father, Cyrus, and his mother Elizabeth. His mother died in child birth, and he barely survived himself. His father was an ex-desert Ranger, intent on dealing with problems how he wanted. Training his son with his skills, and beliefs, his son grew up to be an equality driven machine, intent on bringing to great down, and the poor up.
By the age of 13, his father got his son enough materials to build his own gun. Settling on the design of a Bison Bull, .45-70 Govt., he used this pistol until the day he would eventually die. Custom loading his shells, even making a custom low pressure fragmentation bullet, without the uses of explosives.
Using his pistol, he helped defend his fathers ranch from slavers and raiders alike. Becoming a great shot, he excelled in combat, and was even sent on a mission by his father to scout out the events in Arizona, his father had heard about. In his journey, he failed to realize his lack of experience and cockiness, and it could lead to his eventual downfall.
He soon enters the Arizona Wasteland, and begins his mission of scouting, and whatever else his inexperience might get him into...
IGN: NightOwl0703
Age: 17
Did you read ALL the rules? Yes
IC:
Name: Leonardo de Los Huevos
Karma: (Good,Neutral,Bad) Neutral
Age: 26
RP example: Legion is Attacking A Town!
My Character Would Determine which side would come out Victorious and hopefully choose the side with the upper hand. So Once he chooses a side he would help in any way he can be it fighting or Rebuilding. Then after the situaton has ended would then try to mooch as many caps his way as he could.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Leonardo de Los Huevos grew up in the ruins of old touscan. His parents were murdered by the Legion when he was a young boy. He was taken into the NCR and ran away because they attempted to force him into their ranks. After escapeinghe realized he did not agree with any side so he began putting himself first.
Leonardo de Los Huevos is a man with 2 Faces. He is just as likely to stab you in the back as he is to help you. Any decision he makes is based on which choice benefits him the most. If he gets payed more to murder a group of people than he would to escort them to another town. Leonardo would have absolutely no problem murdering each one of them.
OOC
IGN: Tonymangtana
Age: 13 (I can act mature I promise)
Did you read ALL the rules? Yup
IC:
Name: Shallow
Karma: Good
Age: 18
RP example: Hmm, it's pretty hard to come up with this, I just pretend as if I'm in real life doing this, but heres a example (Person) What side are the followers of the apocylspe on. (Shallow) There a organization to help people, we support neither, we just want to benefit the people of free side to stop using drugs.
Character biography: I was raised in the brotherhood, taught to fight the enclave thinking they we're awful people, but as I got in my teen years I decided to enlist in the army, the enclave army it was, we we're winning at first, then the NCR and the Brother hood joined as ally's they took over Navarro, I was so scared, I couldn't see my mom, I see my dad tearing my friends apart in front of my face, I got out of navarro and traveled towards Navada there I went to las vegas, hoping I would forget everything and here I am now working at followers of the apocalypse.