IGN: snipers88
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: i do alot of it
Why Us: Well, i've been looking for a Server to stay at for a while. And this server fit the bill for me.
Time You Can Dedicate: atleast 4 hours a day.
IC
Name: Snipe
Gender: Male
Age: 16
RP Example:
Enclave Soldier: Halt wastelander what are you doing around these parts.
Wastelander: I was just wandering around for a shelter do you know of a place?
Enclave Soldier: There is no shelter for the likes of you.
Wastelander: *Backs away* No need for violence man i just wanted a place to stay.
Enclave Soldier: When i count to ten you better be over that hill and going the other direction. 1, 2, 3, 4,
Wastelander *starts running and trips* *he hears the enclave soldier at 5, 6, 7,*
Enclave soldier *Yells* come on i don't got all day to count for you.
Wastelander *jumps over the top of the hill* and screams out of fear, as he plummets 20 feet into the water below.
Enclave soldier *sighs* they always fall for it.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When John was growing up He had no parents like most wastelander children. He had a brother that tought him all he knew. Untill the day that he disapered. All that was left of his brother was a Book in latin. His brother was always talking about "the group" and John assumed it was the BrotherHood. So When john was 17 he set out to join the brotherhood. At the mid-point of his career with the brotherhood he was appointed as a Star-Paladin. then it all went down hill. The Elder was assasinated by the NCR and the Head-paladin. He was demoted by the Power-hungry new Elder and decided that it was his time to leave the currupt Brotherhood. So John set out to find the elder's Brother. When he found him he snuck him in the Base and called the Newer sentinal to talk in the Elder's office. They bound him with a chain and imprisoned him in the Outcast base. Then John set off to Nevada to round up the last servivors of the Enclave. (with the Brotherhood john learned latin) He gathered them and went off to Area-51 were he found the greatest discovery in all Enclave history (exept Vertibirds) the S.S. Jefferson.
IGN: Droid_End
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: I have played in many different RPG servers such as Red Hallow, Barrier-craft, WeCraft, etc.
Why Us: When I found out about this server on YouTube, I thought it was interesting and thought I would check it out.
Time You Can Dedicate: It's completely random. Depending on the day, it maybe from 3:00pm EST to maybe 5:30 or 6:00 EST on the weekdays. Weekends can vary as well.
IC
Name: Leonidas
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: He is a Caucasian male with long brown hair that goes down to his next and just to his eyebrows. He has a small soul patch beard on his chin. He has a scar going up his arm due to his past run ins.
Fears: Super Mutants and Powder Gangers
Personality: He is intelligent and helping, but can be war-like and dangerous when needed.
Occupation: As of right now, he is just a beggar that wants to join the Brotherhood of Steel, in hope of becoming a soldier at one point.
Skills: He is very versatile with weapons, whether that be long range weapons or more "up-close and personal" type of weapons.
Nickname (Optional): Leo
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
*Leonidas and his parents sleep in tents while Powder Gangers begin to approach there camp.*
*The sound of a fuse being lite and an explosion are made, causing Leonidas and his parents to awaken abruptly*
Dad- What the hell was that?!
*More explosion start to go off around the tent, and seem to be getting closer*
Dad- Leo, run! We will hold them off!
Leo- No dad! I won’t leave you.
*An explosion lands right next to the tent, causing fragments to go into Leo’s arm.*
Mom- Just go or we are all dead!
*Without a word, he runs out from the tent, just to be knocked forward because of a nearby explosion*
*He quickly gets up and begins running as fast as he can.*
*Explosions and gunfire being to erupt more than before*
*Leo makes it to the gate of Freeside, and the gate opens*
*Leo’s vision becomes blurred, and he passes out on the street*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Leonidas never found out the exact location of his birth. Since he could remember, him and his parents wandered the wastes. He never had a true place to call home. So from the time he was 16, he wandered the wastes with his parents. Around the time he was 16, him and his parents stumbled upon Freeside and The Strip. He didn’t quite understand why, but his parents seemed extremely excited about it. That night when they had set up camp, they were raided by Powder Gangers. Leonidas narrowly escaped into the confines of Freeside, his parents weren’t so lucky. They either were dead or had been captured. Then for the next four years, he moped around Freeside, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Once he was 18, he became much more mature about things. So he decided to stop all the moping around and heavy drinking. He decided he was going to find and join the Brotherhood of Steel. He had heard stories about the Brotherhood. He heard that they had extremely advanced weaponry and armor, but they had been nearly wiped out by the NCR, but stories of people spotting people in Power Armor around Hidden Valley, so he decided to head toward there in hope of being recruited.
IGN: iamJ3eastlyAge: 13.Role-PlayExp.: A few small medieval servers.WhyUs: I have been looking for a rp server that is current with guns and vehicles.TimeYouCanDedicate: Weekdays: 2+ hours, weekends 3+ hours
IC
Name: Roland Wayne JohnsonGender: MaleAge: 28Appearance: Short 5'8" but well built and stocky.Fears: Suffocation and drowning.Personality: Shy, reserved but smart.Occupation: None.Skills: Unarmed and hand to hand combat. Mechanics (Cars, guns, etc.).Nickname(Optional):N/A
RP Example(AddDialogue): "If I'm not their till the end promise me you'll keep running" pleads my Guardian, Paul. "I promise" I say, holding back the tears. "Run on three?" says Paul. "Yes" I say. "1",2,3" whispers Paul. We sprint out of the bushes. The Enclave soldiers spot us and follow, slowly gaining ground. "FREEZE" the soldiers yell. We run until we run into a barricade. "I'll cover you, take out the barricade" Paul says. I begin shooting and the soldiers fall one by one. I feel a glint of hope in me and I hold onto it. Their is a breach and I run through it. Paul doesn't follow. I turned around and see him on the ground unconscious. A cloud of gas surrounds him. Knowing their is nothing I can do. I run, for my life. Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): It has been 6 years since my mom left me selling herself out so I could live for a little while longer. It has been hard on me, but I have survived. Traveling across the lands looking for food and water.
I found an oasis one day and pulled out my fishing spear. I had spotted a few fish darting in between the rocks scattering the bottom of the lake. I took a few swings and got nothing. I heard a rustle in the bushes and turned. A raider jumped out at me and swung with a club. Pinned down, my spear was useless. I dropped it and pulled out my knife. The raider barely missed me and I managed to swing the knife into the back of his head.
I followed his tracks.After a few days I came across a camp in the Mojave. It was deserted. I looted it and decided to call this place home.
Role-Play Exp.: I'm on a few RP servers such as Lodainn, and I also write a few novels with apocalyptic themes. So I can fit the genre. I will say however that it WILL take some time for me to adjust from a fantasy RP server(Lodainn) to an apocalyptic one.
Why Us: I was searching for something either Fallout based or Hunger Games based, and you guys fit the letter.
Time You Can Dedicate: I'll have to say I can't dedicate much time seeing how I'm juggling three servers, however if I DO find time(which I have a lot of) I'd have to asy Wednesday from 6PM EST to 9PM EST and Friday's from 8PM to 10PM. Thought do understand I have conflicts and projects and stuff for school, so I can't be on all the time and more or less the days I CAN get on it may not be at the exact time(i.e me saying 6PM and getting on at 7)
IC
Name: Atilla "Magyar" Storm
Gender:Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Red hair with a dusty gray monocle. He wears a lot of light metal plates on his body that he found from scrap metal in junkyards and old buildings.
Fears: Being stranded without company, lost, near death, having his items stolen.
Personality: He's big on gambling and many times he wins a hand, however there are times when he loses and has to call it quits, but he has never had to give up his trusted rifle or blade.
Occupation: He's more or less a trader and gambler. He goes around selling what he has on him and ends up winning 10 hands at a casino and getting 5 times(as an estimate) of what he got for the stuff he sold. He's not very perfect however, and will sometimes end up losing a few thousand caps in a high-roller hand.
Nickname (Optional): Magyar, sometimes called Atilla the Gambler or Atilla the Lucky
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
(The faction is from one of my ideas I had for a novel)
M= Atilla
G= Guard
D= Daemon
G: Stop in the name of the Legion.
M: If you don't mind me going past here that'd be fine. *Atilla points to a caravan of traders*
G: Share half your profit with the Legion and we will allow you to stay the night.
M: *glares* Do you have any idea who I am?
G: *stands ground* You don't look familiar, now as I said before. Half your profit to stay the night.
M: *chuckles* I'm Atilla the Gambler.
G: Never heard of you.
M: Who cares Legion scum.*takes out sword*
*all four of other traders takes out weapons and bombs*
M: Where is your leader perchance?
*the guards look frightened and yet take out their weapons preparing to fight*
M: Tell me or I burn this place to the ground!
Guards: D-Daemon is in the tent over there!*they point to a log cabin-style tent that seems stationary.
M: Let me pass or we'll shoot you where you stand. The Bomb Traders aren't merciful towards people who turn us down.
*Atilla get's an escort into the tent*
D: Why hello there. I see you've tried to kill my men.
M: I only wish to stay the night. The Bomb Traders, or as we are more commonly known the Lucky Ruthless Traders, will stand down if we may stay the night here. It's much too dangerous with the NCR patrolling.
D: Very well than. As long as none of my men are killed, you shall stay.
*Atilla bows to Daemon*
M: Thank you sir. I'd like to offer you some caps to take a few of your captured.
*Atilla throws over a bag of 100,000 caps*
D: H-How do you have this much for a common trader?
M: More or less you could say I'm a ruthless trader. I sell things to good people for a good price. Than I hit the casinos and make a lot more money than I had. I average out feeding my entire group, and we manage to buy out a settlement and send them to work in the fields or the mines. However we pay them 100 caps a day and give them markets for them to buy half-decent food and cloths. However no arms are sold, and they're under curfew.
D: Well you're much like us, however you do not capture or kill. I'm not willing to negotiate anything, but I believe we may come to a common understanding.
*Atilla nods at this and hands over an emblem*
M: The crest of a once powerful empire. The New Hungarian Empire, as we will hopefully soon be known, will be reborn.
D: Good luck with that, now get out of my private office.
M: As you wish sir. Thank you for letting us stay the night.
IGN: snipers88
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: i do alot of it
Why Us: Well, i've been looking for a Server to stay at for a while. And this server fit the bill for me.
Time You Can Dedicate: atleast 4 hours a day.
IC
Name: Snipe
Gender: Male
Age: 16
RP Example:
Enclave Soldier: Halt wastelander what are you doing around these parts.
Wastelander: I was just wandering around for a shelter do you know of a place?
Enclave Soldier: There is no shelter for the likes of you.
Wastelander: *Backs away* No need for violence man i just wanted a place to stay.
Enclave Soldier: When i count to ten you better be over that hill and going the other direction. 1, 2, 3, 4,
Wastelander *starts running and trips* *he hears the enclave soldier at 5, 6, 7,*
Enclave soldier *Yells* come on i don't got all day to count for you.
Wastelander *jumps over the top of the hill* and screams out of fear, as he plummets 20 feet into the water below.
Enclave soldier *sighs* they always fall for it.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When John was growing up He had no parents like most wastelander children. He had a brother that tought him all he knew. Untill the day that he disapered. All that was left of his brother was a Book in latin. His brother was always talking about "the group" and John assumed it was the BrotherHood. So When john was 17 he set out to join the brotherhood. At the mid-point of his career with the brotherhood he was appointed as a Star-Paladin. then it all went down hill. The Elder was assasinated by the NCR and the Head-paladin. He was demoted by the Power-hungry new Elder and decided that it was his time to leave the currupt Brotherhood. So John set out to find the elder's Brother. When he found him he snuck him in the Base and called the Newer sentinal to talk in the Elder's office. They bound him with a chain and imprisoned him in the Outcast base. Then John set off to Nevada to round up the last servivors of the Enclave. (with the Brotherhood john learned latin) He gathered them and went off to Area-51 were he found the greatest discovery in all Enclave history (exept Vertibirds) the S.S. Jefferson.
This is fail on so many levels,You are a horrible dumb lazy person. You almost copy and pasted one the the first apllications on the server and pass it off as yours.You are 110% denied for your plagiarism.
IGN: bossypossy
Age:17
Role-Play Exp.:i have played about 7 hours
Why Us: because i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate:all the time that i can
IC
Name: my name is olivar ray
Gender: male
Age:24
Appearance: i have dark hair olive skin blue eyes
Fears:heights and snakes
Personality: fun and caring
Occupation: weaponsmith
Skills:
Nickname (Optional):ray
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):i came from a rich family my mums name was blinda my dads name was drake they nice to me but i didnt like how they treated the servents even the town they treated them like they were no more then dust on there shoes one night when they were in bed i snuck out to there safe there was a couple guards in the way but they knew me so they didnt try to stop me i stole some money and left it in a bag in the city
IGN: bossypossy
Age:17
Role-Play Exp.:i have played about 7 hours
Why Us: because i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate:all the time that i can
IC
Name: my name is olivar ray
Gender: male
Age:24
Appearance: i have dark hair olive skin blue eyes
Fears:heights and snakes
Personality: fun and caring
Occupation: weaponsmith
Skills:
Nickname (Optional):ray
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):i came from a rich family my mums name was blinda my dads name was drake they nice to me but i didnt like how they treated the servents even the town they treated them like they were no more then dust on there shoes one night when they were in bed i snuck out to there safe there was a couple guards in the way but they knew me so they didnt try to stop me i stole some money and left it in a bag in the city
Im not a whitelister, but i can easily say denied
REASONS
1. Do you even understand what Fallout is? Your entire history says that you don't.
2. ou have no RP example
3. Your Grammar makes me want to stick a brick in my eye, and yes, a brick, not a needle
4. Your background, is vague, and to short.May i suggest closing the Server Colb, we only have 50 slots open, and like 20 people apply each day.
IGN: attila247
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.:ive played on over 20 RP servers
Why Us: Because i love the fallout game series and guns on minecraft are great, especialy on a fallout server.
Time You Can Dedicate: I plan to dedicate about 5-10 hours a week because i have alot of stuff in my personal life.
IC
Name:Strelok
Gender:Male
Age:32
Appearance:brown hair caucasian torn and tattered clothes
Fears:being lost, Besing shot at, Death, and Spiders
Personality:always one to hang back, if there is a chance of me dying or saving you and possiby dying good luck
Occupation: scavenger
Skills: i can find anything any where, Great shot, and good with a melee weapon
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue): *sitting at bar
Wastelander:Hello do you have anything for 10 or less caps
Bartender: Yes you can buy a iguana on a stick
*wastelander sits down at the bar
Wastelander: so have you heard any rumors around town?
Bartender: depends, what are you looking for?
Wastelander:Just wondering if you heard of any raiders in any of the surrounding this town?
*as wastelander is finishing his food
Bartender: No this is a well protected area we have not
Wastelander: ok Thank you for the food good luck
*the wastelander leaves while the bartender has a confused look on his face.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
I am a raider that has decided to change his ways and help people instead of doing bad deeds. But the people i worked for have fallowed me to this abandoned town. I have taken refuge in the the old church. Now i have to just wait it out. As the door blasted open i could hear shouting and yelling. I fired my first few rounds of my trusty assault rifle. I thought i had hit afew but just as the dust settled i saw how many there were.
There were atleast 15 of them i fired blindly into the crowed. I heard the yells of pain when the bullets struck them. Then i felt this Searing pain in my shoulder. Ive been hit! then i knew i only had one thing to do. So i pulled of my last grenade i could see them from under the pew i was hiding behind. They knew they had hit me and they tought i was dead. Then they left but i had kept my life.
man, i was in the middle of a good book i was writing late last night called in woke up and the server was down :tongue.gif: hehe cant wait for it to be back up again and for the book to resume:) but besides that kepp up the good work
Insane, don't you have console access?
If you dont, i will cut off your head
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IGN: snipers88
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: i do alot of it
Why Us: Well, i've been looking for a Server to stay at for a while. And this server fit the bill for me.
Time You Can Dedicate: atleast 4 hours a day.
IC
Name: Snipe
Gender: Male
Age: 16
RP Example:
Enclave Soldier: Halt wastelander what are you doing around these parts.
Wastelander: I was just wandering around for a shelter do you know of a place?
Enclave Soldier: There is no shelter for the likes of you.
Wastelander: *Backs away* No need for violence man i just wanted a place to stay.
Enclave Soldier: When i count to ten you better be over that hill and going the other direction. 1, 2, 3, 4,
Wastelander *starts running and trips* *he hears the enclave soldier at 5, 6, 7,*
Enclave soldier *Yells* come on i don't got all day to count for you.
Wastelander *jumps over the top of the hill* and screams out of fear, as he plummets 20 feet into the water below.
Enclave soldier *sighs* they always fall for it.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When John was growing up He had no parents like most wastelander children. He had a brother that tought him all he knew. Untill the day that he disapered. All that was left of his brother was a Book in latin. His brother was always talking about "the group" and John assumed it was the BrotherHood. So When john was 17 he set out to join the brotherhood. At the mid-point of his career with the brotherhood he was appointed as a Star-Paladin. then it all went down hill. The Elder was assasinated by the NCR and the Head-paladin. He was demoted by the Power-hungry new Elder and decided that it was his time to leave the currupt Brotherhood. So John set out to find the elder's Brother. When he found him he snuck him in the Base and called the Newer sentinal to talk in the Elder's office. They bound him with a chain and imprisoned him in the Outcast base. Then John set off to Nevada to round up the last servivors of the Enclave. (with the Brotherhood john learned latin) He gathered them and went off to Area-51 were he found the greatest discovery in all Enclave history (exept Vertibirds) the S.S. Jefferson.
IGN: Droid_End
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: I have played in many different RPG servers such as Red Hallow, Barrier-craft, WeCraft, etc.
Why Us: When I found out about this server on YouTube, I thought it was interesting and thought I would check it out.
Time You Can Dedicate: It's completely random. Depending on the day, it maybe from 3:00pm EST to maybe 5:30 or 6:00 EST on the weekdays. Weekends can vary as well.
IC
Name: Leonidas
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: He is a Caucasian male with long brown hair that goes down to his next and just to his eyebrows. He has a small soul patch beard on his chin. He has a scar going up his arm due to his past run ins.
Fears: Super Mutants and Powder Gangers
Personality: He is intelligent and helping, but can be war-like and dangerous when needed.
Occupation: As of right now, he is just a beggar that wants to join the Brotherhood of Steel, in hope of becoming a soldier at one point.
Skills: He is very versatile with weapons, whether that be long range weapons or more "up-close and personal" type of weapons.
Nickname (Optional): Leo
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
*Leonidas and his parents sleep in tents while Powder Gangers begin to approach there camp.*
*The sound of a fuse being lite and an explosion are made, causing Leonidas and his parents to awaken abruptly*
Dad- What the hell was that?!
*More explosion start to go off around the tent, and seem to be getting closer*
Dad- Leo, run! We will hold them off!
Leo- No dad! I won’t leave you.
*An explosion lands right next to the tent, causing fragments to go into Leo’s arm.*
Mom- Just go or we are all dead!
*Without a word, he runs out from the tent, just to be knocked forward because of a nearby explosion*
*He quickly gets up and begins running as fast as he can.*
*Explosions and gunfire being to erupt more than before*
*Leo makes it to the gate of Freeside, and the gate opens*
*Leo’s vision becomes blurred, and he passes out on the street*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Leonidas never found out the exact location of his birth. Since he could remember, him and his parents wandered the wastes. He never had a true place to call home. So from the time he was 16, he wandered the wastes with his parents. Around the time he was 16, him and his parents stumbled upon Freeside and The Strip. He didn’t quite understand why, but his parents seemed extremely excited about it. That night when they had set up camp, they were raided by Powder Gangers. Leonidas narrowly escaped into the confines of Freeside, his parents weren’t so lucky. They either were dead or had been captured. Then for the next four years, he moped around Freeside, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Once he was 18, he became much more mature about things. So he decided to stop all the moping around and heavy drinking. He decided he was going to find and join the Brotherhood of Steel. He had heard stories about the Brotherhood. He heard that they had extremely advanced weaponry and armor, but they had been nearly wiped out by the NCR, but stories of people spotting people in Power Armor around Hidden Valley, so he decided to head toward there in hope of being recruited.
IGN: iamJ3eastly Age: 13. Role-Play Exp.: A few small medieval servers. Why Us: I have been looking for a rp server that is current with guns and vehicles. Time You Can Dedicate: Weekdays: 2+ hours, weekends 3+ hours
IC
Name: Roland Wayne Johnson Gender: Male Age: 28 Appearance: Short 5'8" but well built and stocky. Fears: Suffocation and drowning. Personality: Shy, reserved but smart. Occupation: None. Skills: Unarmed and hand to hand combat. Mechanics (Cars, guns, etc.). Nickname (Optional):N/A
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "If I'm not their till the end promise me you'll keep running" pleads my Guardian, Paul. "I promise" I say, holding back the tears. "Run on three?" says Paul. "Yes" I say. "1",2,3" whispers Paul. We sprint out of the bushes. The Enclave soldiers spot us and follow, slowly gaining ground. "FREEZE" the soldiers yell. We run until we run into a barricade. "I'll cover you, take out the barricade" Paul says. I begin shooting and the soldiers fall one by one. I feel a glint of hope in me and I hold onto it. Their is a breach and I run through it. Paul doesn't follow. I turned around and see him on the ground unconscious. A cloud of gas surrounds him. Knowing their is nothing I can do. I run, for my life. Backstory (1-2 [b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): It has been 6 years since my mom left me selling herself out so I could live for a little while longer. It has been hard on me, but I have survived. Traveling across the lands looking for food and water.
I found an oasis one day and pulled out my fishing spear. I had spotted a few fish darting in between the rocks scattering the bottom of the lake. I took a few swings and got nothing. I heard a rustle in the bushes and turned. A raider jumped out at me and swung with a club. Pinned down, my spear was useless. I dropped it and pulled out my knife. The raider barely missed me and I managed to swing the knife into the back of his head.
I followed his tracks.After a few days I came across a camp in the Mojave. It was deserted. I looted it and decided to call this place home.
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OOC
IGN:MrBriWolf
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.: I'm on a few RP servers such as Lodainn, and I also write a few novels with apocalyptic themes. So I can fit the genre. I will say however that it WILL take some time for me to adjust from a fantasy RP server(Lodainn) to an apocalyptic one.
Why Us: I was searching for something either Fallout based or Hunger Games based, and you guys fit the letter.
Time You Can Dedicate: I'll have to say I can't dedicate much time seeing how I'm juggling three servers, however if I DO find time(which I have a lot of) I'd have to asy Wednesday from 6PM EST to 9PM EST and Friday's from 8PM to 10PM. Thought do understand I have conflicts and projects and stuff for school, so I can't be on all the time and more or less the days I CAN get on it may not be at the exact time(i.e me saying 6PM and getting on at 7)
IC
Name: Atilla "Magyar" Storm
Gender:Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Red hair with a dusty gray monocle. He wears a lot of light metal plates on his body that he found from scrap metal in junkyards and old buildings.
Fears: Being stranded without company, lost, near death, having his items stolen.
Personality: He's big on gambling and many times he wins a hand, however there are times when he loses and has to call it quits, but he has never had to give up his trusted rifle or blade.
Occupation: He's more or less a trader and gambler. He goes around selling what he has on him and ends up winning 10 hands at a casino and getting 5 times(as an estimate) of what he got for the stuff he sold. He's not very perfect however, and will sometimes end up losing a few thousand caps in a high-roller hand.
Skills: Gambling, Bartering, Cooking(surprisingly), Lockpicking
Nickname (Optional): Magyar, sometimes called Atilla the Gambler or Atilla the Lucky
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
(The faction is from one of my ideas I had for a novel)
M= Atilla
G= Guard
D= Daemon
G: Stop in the name of the Legion.
M: If you don't mind me going past here that'd be fine. *Atilla points to a caravan of traders*
G: Share half your profit with the Legion and we will allow you to stay the night.
M: *glares* Do you have any idea who I am?
G: *stands ground* You don't look familiar, now as I said before. Half your profit to stay the night.
M: *chuckles* I'm Atilla the Gambler.
G: Never heard of you.
M: Who cares Legion scum.*takes out sword*
*all four of other traders takes out weapons and bombs*
M: Where is your leader perchance?
*the guards look frightened and yet take out their weapons preparing to fight*
M: Tell me or I burn this place to the ground!
Guards: D-Daemon is in the tent over there!*they point to a log cabin-style tent that seems stationary.
M: Let me pass or we'll shoot you where you stand. The Bomb Traders aren't merciful towards people who turn us down.
*Atilla get's an escort into the tent*
D: Why hello there. I see you've tried to kill my men.
M: I only wish to stay the night. The Bomb Traders, or as we are more commonly known the Lucky Ruthless Traders, will stand down if we may stay the night here. It's much too dangerous with the NCR patrolling.
D: Very well than. As long as none of my men are killed, you shall stay.
*Atilla bows to Daemon*
M: Thank you sir. I'd like to offer you some caps to take a few of your captured.
*Atilla throws over a bag of 100,000 caps*
D: H-How do you have this much for a common trader?
M: More or less you could say I'm a ruthless trader. I sell things to good people for a good price. Than I hit the casinos and make a lot more money than I had. I average out feeding my entire group, and we manage to buy out a settlement and send them to work in the fields or the mines. However we pay them 100 caps a day and give them markets for them to buy half-decent food and cloths. However no arms are sold, and they're under curfew.
D: Well you're much like us, however you do not capture or kill. I'm not willing to negotiate anything, but I believe we may come to a common understanding.
*Atilla nods at this and hands over an emblem*
M: The crest of a once powerful empire. The New Hungarian Empire, as we will hopefully soon be known, will be reborn.
D: Good luck with that, now get out of my private office.
M: As you wish sir. Thank you for letting us stay the night.
This is fail on so many levels,You are a horrible dumb lazy person. You almost copy and pasted one the the first apllications on the server and pass it off as yours.You are 110% denied for your plagiarism.
HE'S A WITCH!
Age:17
Role-Play Exp.:i have played about 7 hours
Why Us: because i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate:all the time that i can
IC
Name: my name is olivar ray
Gender: male
Age:24
Appearance: i have dark hair olive skin blue eyes
Fears:heights and snakes
Personality: fun and caring
Occupation: weaponsmith
Skills:
Nickname (Optional):ray
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):i came from a rich family my mums name was blinda my dads name was drake they nice to me but i didnt like how they treated the servents even the town they treated them like they were no more then dust on there shoes one night when they were in bed i snuck out to there safe there was a couple guards in the way but they knew me so they didnt try to stop me i stole some money and left it in a bag in the city
Im not a whitelister, but i can easily say denied
REASONS
1. Do you even understand what Fallout is? Your entire history says that you don't.
2. ou have no RP example
3. Your Grammar makes me want to stick a brick in my eye, and yes, a brick, not a needle
4. Your background, is vague, and to short.May i suggest closing the Server Colb, we only have 50 slots open, and like 20 people apply each day.
http://isminecraftdown.net/
Now could you kindly shut the **** up?
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.:ive played on over 20 RP servers
Why Us: Because i love the fallout game series and guns on minecraft are great, especialy on a fallout server.
Time You Can Dedicate: I plan to dedicate about 5-10 hours a week because i have alot of stuff in my personal life.
IC
Name:Strelok
Gender:Male
Age:32
Appearance:brown hair caucasian torn and tattered clothes
Fears:being lost, Besing shot at, Death, and Spiders
Personality:always one to hang back, if there is a chance of me dying or saving you and possiby dying good luck
Occupation: scavenger
Skills: i can find anything any where, Great shot, and good with a melee weapon
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue): *sitting at bar
Wastelander:Hello do you have anything for 10 or less caps
Bartender: Yes you can buy a iguana on a stick
*wastelander sits down at the bar
Wastelander: so have you heard any rumors around town?
Bartender: depends, what are you looking for?
Wastelander:Just wondering if you heard of any raiders in any of the surrounding this town?
*as wastelander is finishing his food
Bartender: No this is a well protected area we have not
Wastelander: ok Thank you for the food good luck
*the wastelander leaves while the bartender has a confused look on his face.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
I am a raider that has decided to change his ways and help people instead of doing bad deeds. But the people i worked for have fallowed me to this abandoned town. I have taken refuge in the the old church. Now i have to just wait it out. As the door blasted open i could hear shouting and yelling. I fired my first few rounds of my trusty assault rifle. I thought i had hit afew but just as the dust settled i saw how many there were.
There were atleast 15 of them i fired blindly into the crowed. I heard the yells of pain when the bullets struck them. Then i felt this Searing pain in my shoulder. Ive been hit! then i knew i only had one thing to do. So i pulled of my last grenade i could see them from under the pew i was hiding behind. They knew they had hit me and they tought i was dead. Then they left but i had kept my life.