Great news everyone! We will be using guns, no mod required! I'll update the op with this later. If you find any other plugins, especially spout ones, that you would would make the server better let us know!
Great news everyone! We will be using guns, no mod required! I'll update the op with this later. If you find any other plugins, especially spout ones, that you would would make the server better let us know!
Hey I just PM you my application If you can look at it I would be happy :biggrin.gif:
OOC In game name:yayahkeekoot Age: 17 Country or timezone: Canada Have you played any fallout Game? Which one: None at all, sorry. I have heard a lot about them though, just never owned any consoles. What things have built before?: I am currently running a server called Dust Valley (in my signature) everything on it is my creation. What experience do you have as a builder?: See above. I have also been playing Minecraft since the dawn of the aforementioned game.
IC: Name: Renon Ferun A'eneroth Age: 24 Character biography: Renon had a relatively easy life as a child with nothing much in the way of special skills or promising features as far as children go. He dabbled in everything, showing equal promise in all areas of schooling and outside education. For his 13t birthday he received a gift from his uncle with the express impression that he not open it until he felt it right. As a respectful young lad, he kept his uncle's present, safely guarding it as he and his parents moved place to place. For four years he continued to safeguard his uncle's present in hopes that one day he would feel it "right" to open it. Keeping this present helped him through many hard times, giving him a reason to continue his existence. On his 22nd birthday, whilst foraging for some berries or whatever he could find in the surrounding area, he decided to enter a cave. In the cave he came upon a well full of fresh water. After he drank from this well, Renon found himself very drowsy, but feeling paranoid he left the cave and traveled back home, fruitless but tired. Getting home he found his parents had left him a note. He was being sent off to a boarding camp about 10 miles away for "special training" that his uncle had paid for. Thinking he would deal with it in the morning, Renon took a nice cold bath and fell fast asleep under his raggedy covers. The night of, his dreams were wild and in them he found he came to understand much about the human mind. Being the logical thinking machine he was, these dreams, rather than traumatizing him or terrorizing him, helped him analyze himself and his surroundings in a much more objective perspective. Leaving in the morning was hard as the night's lessons took their toll on his over exhausted body. He got to the camp but the events that took place between then and now are not able to be recollected by Renon. Possibly suppressed, though just as possibly wiped, Renon completely forgot about his Uncle's present which he had kept but lost at the camp. This present is what bothers Renon at times, breaking through his mask of impenetrable logic and focus, revealing the madness of the camp that caused him to be so machinated. Here he stands now, looking at what used to be and what is becoming, analyzing everything with that same computerized thinking pattern... Waiting.
A memory of Renon's from roughly a year ago:
*Renon scans the hill for anything that moves* Nothing but the still crisp air made a noise on the knoll, and Renon felt this place to be peaceful. Sitting down he pulled a small knife from his coat and placed the edge on his wrist. *Renons left eye twitches ever so slightly* Applying pressure to the knife he slowly and effortlessly, but deliberately, pulled the knife across his wrist so that a red line became highly evident. The scars of previous endeavors paralleled this new adventure causing it to appear more prominent. *Renons face is blank*
"I am the storm" He says to himself, his thoughts louder than any decibel a voice could produce
"I am the storm" He repeats. Somehow reiterating it helped him deal with this sort of problem.
"I. am. the. storm." The Mantra calms him down some.
... then "No. I am not. The Storm. I am Calm... as I will always be because it is necessary for someone to be."
*The now inhuman sound of shuffling feet and a ruffle of clothes alerted him to the presence of another and he turned, the knife dripping in his hand* A man had appeared behind the 24 year old and this man was more animal than anything resembling the lost race that shared his physiological characteristics.
"Hello?"
"What... What are your intentions?" The knife is thrust towards this potential threat
"You need food? I can get you food" Said the beast.
"I believe you have no ill intentions... What do you need in exchange?"
... "Help" was all that was said.
*Renon blinked and the man, the thing, had vanished as if he had never existed*
"Am I breaking? That isn't possible, I am healthy. Perhaps the heat is playing tricks on my mind" Then again, perhaps not...
Please PM me should I make the whitelist, if possible as I find it difficult to keep track of which threads I have applied to though I know several different methods
OOC In game name:yayahkeekoot Age: 17 Country or timezone: Canada Have you played any fallout Game? Which one: None at all, sorry. I have heard a lot about them though, just never owned any consoles. What things have built before?: I am currently running a server called Dust Valley (in my signature) everything on it is my creation. What experience do you have as a builder?: See above. I have also been playing Minecraft since the dawn of the aforementioned game.
IC: Name: Renon Ferun A'eneroth Age: 24 Character biography: Renon had a relatively easy life as a child with nothing much in the way of special skills or promising features as far as children go. He dabbled in everything, showing equal promise in all areas of schooling and outside education. For his 13t birthday he received a gift from his uncle with the express impression that he not open it until he felt it right. As a respectful young lad, he kept his uncle's present, safely guarding it as he and his parents moved place to place. For four years he continued to safeguard his uncle's present in hopes that one day he would feel it "right" to open it. Keeping this present helped him through many hard times, giving him a reason to continue his existence. On his 22nd birthday, whilst foraging for some berries or whatever he could find in the surrounding area, he decided to enter a cave. In the cave he came upon a well full of fresh water. After he drank from this well, Renon found himself very drowsy, but feeling paranoid he left the cave and traveled back home, fruitless but tired. Getting home he found his parents had left him a note. He was being sent off to a boarding camp about 10 miles away for "special training" that his uncle had paid for. Thinking he would deal with it in the morning, Renon took a nice cold bath and fell fast asleep under his raggedy covers. The night of, his dreams were wild and in them he found he came to understand much about the human mind. Being the logical thinking machine he was, these dreams, rather than traumatizing him or terrorizing him, helped him analyze himself and his surroundings in a much more objective perspective. Leaving in the morning was hard as the night's lessons took their toll on his over exhausted body. He got to the camp but the events that took place between then and now are not able to be recollected by Renon. Possibly suppressed, though just as possibly wiped, Renon completely forgot about his Uncle's present which he had kept but lost at the camp. This present is what bothers Renon at times, breaking through his mask of impenetrable logic and focus, revealing the madness of the camp that caused him to be so machinated. Here he stands now, looking at what used to be and what is becoming, analyzing everything with that same computerized thinking pattern... Waiting.
A memory of Renon's from roughly a year ago:
*Renon scans the hill for anything that moves* Nothing but the still crisp air made a noise on the knoll, and Renon felt this place to be peaceful. Sitting down he pulled a small knife from his coat and placed the edge on his wrist. *Renons left eye twitches ever so slightly* Applying pressure to the knife he slowly and effortlessly, but deliberately, pulled the knife across his wrist so that a red line became highly evident. The scars of previous endeavors paralleled this new adventure causing it to appear more prominent. *Renons face is blank*
"I am the storm" He says to himself, his thoughts louder than any decibel a voice could produce
"I am the storm" He repeats. Somehow reiterating it helped him deal with this sort of problem.
"I. am. the. storm." The Mantra calms him down some.
... then "No. I am not. The Storm. I am Calm... as I will always be because it is necessary for someone to be."
*The now inhuman sound of shuffling feet and a ruffle of clothes alerted him to the presence of another and he turned, the knife dripping in his hand* A man had appeared behind the 24 year old and this man was more animal than anything resembling the lost race that shared his physiological characteristics.
"Hello?"
"What... What are your intentions?" The knife is thrust towards this potential threat
"You need food? I can get you food" Said the beast.
"I believe you have no ill intentions... What do you need in exchange?"
... "Help" was all that was said.
*Renon blinked and the man, the thing, had vanished as if he had never existed*
"Am I breaking? That isn't possible, I am healthy. Perhaps the heat is playing tricks on my mind" Then again, perhaps not...
Accepted, as long as you get the important aspects of the game. You may need to research it a bit. Just give me your Skype and Ill add you
In game name:Eliteairsoft55
Age:14
Country or timezone:Usa Central time zone
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one:Fallout: New Vegas
What faction and position are you applying for?:Enclave Vice President
In game name:Eliteairsoft55
Age:14
Country or timezone:Usa Central time zone
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one:Fallout: New Vegas
What faction and position are you applying for?:Enclave Vice President
Where's the rest of the app? I'll also need your Skype
Hey I just PM you my application If you can look at it I would be happy :biggrin.gif:
Don't soil our good name by saying it here
In game name:yayahkeekoot
Age: 17
Country or timezone: Canada
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one: None at all, sorry. I have heard a lot about them though, just never owned any consoles.
What things have built before?: I am currently running a server called Dust Valley (in my signature) everything on it is my creation.
What experience do you have as a builder?: See above. I have also been playing Minecraft since the dawn of the aforementioned game.
IC:
Name: Renon Ferun A'eneroth
Age: 24
Character biography: Renon had a relatively easy life as a child with nothing much in the way of special skills or promising features as far as children go. He dabbled in everything, showing equal promise in all areas of schooling and outside education. For his 13t birthday he received a gift from his uncle with the express impression that he not open it until he felt it right. As a respectful young lad, he kept his uncle's present, safely guarding it as he and his parents moved place to place. For four years he continued to safeguard his uncle's present in hopes that one day he would feel it "right" to open it. Keeping this present helped him through many hard times, giving him a reason to continue his existence. On his 22nd birthday, whilst foraging for some berries or whatever he could find in the surrounding area, he decided to enter a cave. In the cave he came upon a well full of fresh water. After he drank from this well, Renon found himself very drowsy, but feeling paranoid he left the cave and traveled back home, fruitless but tired. Getting home he found his parents had left him a note. He was being sent off to a boarding camp about 10 miles away for "special training" that his uncle had paid for. Thinking he would deal with it in the morning, Renon took a nice cold bath and fell fast asleep under his raggedy covers. The night of, his dreams were wild and in them he found he came to understand much about the human mind. Being the logical thinking machine he was, these dreams, rather than traumatizing him or terrorizing him, helped him analyze himself and his surroundings in a much more objective perspective. Leaving in the morning was hard as the night's lessons took their toll on his over exhausted body. He got to the camp but the events that took place between then and now are not able to be recollected by Renon. Possibly suppressed, though just as possibly wiped, Renon completely forgot about his Uncle's present which he had kept but lost at the camp. This present is what bothers Renon at times, breaking through his mask of impenetrable logic and focus, revealing the madness of the camp that caused him to be so machinated. Here he stands now, looking at what used to be and what is becoming, analyzing everything with that same computerized thinking pattern... Waiting.
A memory of Renon's from roughly a year ago:
*Renon scans the hill for anything that moves* Nothing but the still crisp air made a noise on the knoll, and Renon felt this place to be peaceful. Sitting down he pulled a small knife from his coat and placed the edge on his wrist. *Renons left eye twitches ever so slightly* Applying pressure to the knife he slowly and effortlessly, but deliberately, pulled the knife across his wrist so that a red line became highly evident. The scars of previous endeavors paralleled this new adventure causing it to appear more prominent. *Renons face is blank*
"I am the storm" He says to himself, his thoughts louder than any decibel a voice could produce
"I am the storm" He repeats. Somehow reiterating it helped him deal with this sort of problem.
"I. am. the. storm." The Mantra calms him down some.
... then "No. I am not. The Storm. I am Calm... as I will always be because it is necessary for someone to be."
*The now inhuman sound of shuffling feet and a ruffle of clothes alerted him to the presence of another and he turned, the knife dripping in his hand* A man had appeared behind the 24 year old and this man was more animal than anything resembling the lost race that shared his physiological characteristics.
"Hello?"
"What... What are your intentions?" The knife is thrust towards this potential threat
"You need food? I can get you food" Said the beast.
"I believe you have no ill intentions... What do you need in exchange?"
... "Help" was all that was said.
*Renon blinked and the man, the thing, had vanished as if he had never existed*
"Am I breaking? That isn't possible, I am healthy. Perhaps the heat is playing tricks on my mind" Then again, perhaps not...
Please PM me should I make the whitelist, if possible as I find it difficult to keep track of which threads I have applied to though I know several different methods
Accepted, as long as you get the important aspects of the game. You may need to research it a bit. Just give me your Skype and Ill add you
Age:14
Country or timezone:Usa Central time zone
Have you played any fallout Game? Which one:Fallout: New Vegas
What faction and position are you applying for?:Enclave Vice President
Where's the rest of the app? I'll also need your Skype
but taylor you are a loser right o, you are a retrofuturian, cool beans and swag
taylor i need your skype too
taylor i need your skype too
......uuuuuuhhhhh what? I can't even understand your first sentence, I'm not quite sure how you know my name, and why do you want my Skype?