Role-Play Exp: hardly ever been on one but i love plays and i write also.
Why Us: i picked this server because itsees like good and challanging server and i love fallout and survival games i also want to play on it because it seems tuff and hard to survive in the wild.
Time You Can Dedicate: i can put in as much as 30 min. to 3 hours.
Name: Brad Gillette
( enclave squad in a newly found vault)
brad: group delta report.
radio: oh god so many of them. they every where help oh god nostay back oh god help.
brad: soldier put it together andtell me your location.
radio: yes sorry point b at housing.
brad:alright troops move out.
crowd: yes ser.
brad:hey sap take point with the big gun.
sap: yes ser.
as brad and the squad move further into the vault they fell like something is watching them.
they get to where the remains of delta squad use to be.
zace:oh godlook at themm all there aint nothing left
brad: alright troops get anything you can of them and keep moving.
sap: ser over here a blood trail.
brad and the squad move into a place where le is in the wall leading into a huge cave. as they do they see the beast and its pawns of death. a massive super creature and gouls and alot of them. the beasts points making it hell for the enclavesoldiers to keep killing them over and over again. then more come from behind. the enclave soldiers got trapped as they tryed to run. some how sap and brad got through the horde and started running. as they make it out of the vault in one piece they see a chopper land and out comes more enclave soldiers. as soon as they see the soldiers alive they open fire bringing both of them down killing sap and wounding brad. they then leave the bodies of brad and sap. as brad starts to see nothing he hears footsteps and fell someone moving him. he soon goes under. all of a sundden he wakesup in a old bunker alone with his power armor and gun in a old locker. he soon leaves the old bunker to see if he sees anyone . but noone is there and he so he leaves the bunker looking for revenge to the enclave and to find his savior.
Backstory: Brad was born in a vault of 12. at his age of 4 enclave found the vault breaking in killing the females and males and only taking kids look for anything they can use. they spot brad in a carage and take him. once at the enclave base they give him shots of some strange fluidsto make him stronge faster and better. after that they give him2days to see the outcome. they come back to see him fine stronge. they soon take him and train him for 7 more years. at the age of 11 they start working with power suits and weaponer. at the age of 16 he falls in love with a girl who also was campered in the raid. they secretly hind they love from secret meetings at night until they where founded out. juding by how brad was a good soldier and how they thought this love would become a problem they made brad watchas they killed his love in front of him. after that he never showed any emotions and should no fear. but his harted to the enclave just grow. but he still was loyal to them until they almost killed him and killed his best friend sap. ever sence he left the bunker tho he went from town to town look for revenge to the enclave and the person who saved him from death.
role-play exp: Not too much, Battlefield Play4Free, Battlefield heroes, Microsoft flight, star trek online, and knights of the old republic 1 and 2.
why us: Because i like the way your server sounds, and am looking for an interesting environment to expand my minecraft and mmo experience.
time you can dedicate: mainly about 30 minutes to an hour daily.
Appearance: Tough but comforting.
Fears: A fear of nothingness.
Personality: Wise and smart but not arrogant. Brave. Evaluative when you have a situation he evaluates it first then starts shooting. Does what is needed.
Skills: Long range sniping, combat, hacking, and technology interfacing.
scavenger: Hey you!
NCR Ranger: What do you want.
Scavenger: Could you spare some food sir?
NCR Ranger: No now get lost you have till the count of ten.
(Scavenger starts running)
NCR Ranger: Now how about i go get a drink.
Backstory: Growing up was rough for john. Mainly because of what his biological parents had done to him. Before he could remember he was told he was found in the house of his father the drug lord who had committed suicide along with his mother the drug addict. he couldn't remember but when he was 5 he was adopted. At the time he was adopted he was void of all emotion, his new parents changed that. it was difficult but they taught him to feel again. At school he was rejected by almost everyone. He grew up that way. So it was only natural for him to grow closer to machines. Luckily he didn't become one himself.
When he was 16 his house was broken into in the middle of the night by people who were ordered by their gang to kill everyone in the house. He heard 4 gunshots go off. 2 for his parents and 2 for his little sisters. then they were at his door they shot him and everything went black. A few minutes later he woke up staring at a hospital room ceiling. He learned that a neighbor had called the police when they heard the gunshots and the person that shot him was not a very good shot. He was the only survivor in his family. when he was 20 he joined the marines as a combat technician. He was on a mission when the nukes came down. After he woke up from being slapped into emergency stasis he came to terms with what was left of the world. Now he works as well as he can looking for a hope somewhere beneath the dust.
Role-Play Exp.:a little
Why Us:because it sounds awsome!
Time You Can Dedicate:about an hour
Personality:absolutely hates you if you are not an ali
RP Example (Add Dialogue): walking down the street i was confronted by the legion. there were 10 of them, they said they wanted all my weapons so i gave them my plasma rifle and pistol... too bad they didnt see my colt m1911
Backstory (1-2 [b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):when he was a small kid his mom and dad were killed by a group of raiders. his dad fought them off but was injured in the fight. yami ran as fast as he could to the nearest settlement. the only one that would leave to go help was randel but by the time he got there it was too late. his father was dead. randel took him in and trained him to be an expert in guns. yami would never reveal his true name to randel so randel started calling him yami because of his dark past. once randel passed away he packed up and left. with only his food,weapons,and clothes on his back.
Role-Play Exp.: I have played Fallout, and the Elder Scrolls series, I have also played on a few other Minecraft Roleplay servers.
Why Us: Because I am looking for a new server to play on because there are not many good ones out there right now.
Time You Can Dedicate: 2-3 hours a day.
Name: John Blackburn
Appearance: 6' tall, Brown hair, semi-muscular appearance, blue eyes.
Fears: Being in large crowds of people he doesn't know.
Personality: Careful, yet outgoing.
Skills: Hand to hand combat, melee weapon fights and usage.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Chief: Alright men are you ready to move out and make the brotherhood proud?
Soldiers: Sir yes Sir!
Chief: Alright now I want our snipers on the West and East ridges, I need the infantry to stand in the valley, and Heavier weapons to stay in the back, do i make myself clear?!
Soldiers: Sir yes Sir!
... Later that day when the soldiers of the Brotherhood listened to all of the chiefs orders, they defeated the ongoing Enclave that were going down that valley that day and did not have a single death on their side of the field.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): John was always a boy of curiosity and exploration. He wished to see the entire world someday, but wasn't sure how he was going to do it. So when the war had came, he was in the Vault one day and noticed that there was a Radroach and then the alarm sounded for radiation emergency lock down. So he knew that everyone would die if they stayed down in the vault. So he took one of his secret paths to the front vault door and went and hacked the system and ran out of the vault as fast as he could. When he made it outside to the wasteland he was overjoyed of where his curiosity would take him next and what adventures he hadn't realized were coming his way, some good, some bad...
Role-Play Exp.: I have New Vegas, I've played Skyrim, and I am a very enthusiastic roleplayer.
Why Us: Minecraft and Fallout, a perfect combination. An awesome faction system, what looks like amazing architecture, and the texture pack? Don't even get me started!
Time You Can Dedicate: 30 minutes at the most. Depends on what my schedule is like.
Name: Aaron Swochland
Appearance: About 6'4, flopped chocolate hair, grey eyes, a little bit of stubble here and there.
Fears: A little shaky around Super Mutants, also gets a little creeped out by Glowing Ones.
Personality: Keeps to himself, works good with a team, a friendly, nice kind of person.
Occupation: Wasteland Wanderer.
Skills: Was always good with most guns, pretty decent at picking locks and is a little charismatic, in a friend kind of way.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): It was a very peaceful day on the New Vegas strip, at least as peaceful as the strip can get. The gamblers were gambling, the drunks drunk, Securitrons were keeping people from standing in the fountains. That good day on the strip was sadly disturbed by what happened next...
*Aaron stares up at the Lucky 38, wondering what could have been, when a shady figure approaches him*
Shadowy Figure: Look, buddy. We can do this the hard way or we can do this the hard way. Where is it?
Aaron: Where is what? What do you want with me?
Shadowy Figure: Look, this is all I'm gonna say. The note. Where is it. Don't play innocent with me, I know you have it somewhere.
Aaron: Look, we can work this out-
Shadowy Figure: 10, 9, 8...
*Aaron backs up a little*
Shadowy Figure: 7,6,5,4...
*Aaron starts to run towards the gate, trying to get into Freeside.*
Shadowy Figure: 3, 2, 1...
*Time seems to freeze as Aaron realizes what's happening. "So close," he thought. "So close to the gate. It could have been an opportunity. An opportunity for escape. To get away from this situation" His thoughts drained, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and in a split-second, everything went black. Crowds screaming, Securitrons investigating, all that is when the strange man made his getaway.*
Backstory (1-2 [b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): Aaron Swochland was born, raised, and currently lives in the Mojave Nevada area. After his incident in New Vegas, he was transported to the nearest doctor. He soon realized the wound could have been fatal, and thanked the doctor more then twice. He is now a little more careful in the Mojave then before. But that's pretty recent. Let's go way back to his childhood. Aaron was born in a small NCR town, only a small distance away from Camp Golf. He grew up a full-on NCR patriot. His lifetime dream was to become a soldier in the NCR Military. After a few Legion raids on nearby NCR farms, Aaron's family relocated to another NCR town, this one bigger and more populated than before. He got a job as a crier for a general store. (I did say his town was huge.) He got involved in a couple of street firefights, getting a few life lessons and some gun training. He now roams the Wastelands, still thinking about his dream as a soldier.
IGN:bgorve123 Age:14 Role-PlayExp.:been roleplaying for about 2 years now, in many games such as WoW and minecraft, and i play plenty of RPGs. WhyUs:I love fallout and minecraft but now their made int one TimeYouCanDedicate:about 3 hours a day
Name:Jaeger Gender:male Age:198 Appearance:Jager's face is rotting do to ghoulification, he wears a dirty white shirt and tattered jeans. Fears:Jaeger only fears radroaches, it is an odd fear but Jaeger always feared roaches so obviously he doesn't exactly like giant roaches. Personality:Jaeger is ver cold towards humans due to the hate many humans have displayed towards him due to ghoulification, But in general all who know him closely realize he is actually very kind. Occupation:Jaeger works as caravan, He sells goods such as food and ammo. Jaeger will also take up many odd jobs, anything that will get him caps he will usually do. However he is in the Brotherhood of steele as an initiate he still needs all these jobs on the side. Skills:Jaeger is amazing with a gun, He can shoot a bird from 300 meters away, he has also learned to survive well in the wastes of the land. Nickname(Optional):Rotface RP Example(AddDialogue):
*Jaeger walks into a shop hoping to find some bullets for his .375 magnum
Jaeger: You guys sell any ammo 'round here?
Merchant: Not to you, word around here is your a thief i don't like thieves, infact i kill thieves.
Jaeger:*Chuckling* is that so?
*The merchant reaches for his gun
*Jaeger grabs the man by his arm flips him around and pins him on the desk*
Merchant: Gahhh you littl-
*The mans voice is cut off by jaegers hand*
Jaeger: Shhh no one needs to hear about this
*Jaeger grabs the mans gun to assure not being shot, takes some ammo and leaves some caps on the desk, and jaeger leaves*
Jaeger: Im no thief *winks as he leaves*
Jaeger was one of many unfortunate souls who were trapped outside the vaults and exposed to extreme radiation. He has accepted that he will always be a ghoul now and he lives with it to the best of his ability. When he was 57 years old he traveled to
San Francisco searching for new weapons, while he was there he found bunkers, one of which belonged to the Brotherhood of Steel. He walked in unaware that the BoS owned it and began searching for weapons, instead he ended up with guns pointed at his head. "Who are you, are you an NCR spy?, STATE YOUR BUSINESS" proclaimed one of the knights who was on guard duty, "my names Jaeger, i was looking for weapons and anything else i can scavenge" answered Jaeger, "Come we will escort you to the elder, im sure he will want to speak with you". Through that night Jaeger and the elder spoke, the main topic was the NCR patrols and how they were affecting the BoS. The Elder gave Jager a task to convince them to leave, rather he kills them or uses words to get them to leave was of no matter to the Elder. Jaeger spoke to the NCR and convinced them to leave by saying the land they were paroling was home to many feral ghouls, super mutants, and all other mutations. The Elder was impressed and agreed to allow Jaeger into the BoS despite the fact that he was a ghoul, Jaeger now serves the BoS with his life and he would die for his fellow brothers.
Role-Play Exp.: i love playing role playing i play fallout skyrim and much more
Why Us: becouse its fallout and fallout is awesome
Time You Can Dedicate: every day for about 6 hours
Appearance: small brown hair blue eyes
Fears: my only fear is of dieing
Personality: funny smart
balin:[walks up to monster] hows it going
monster i kill all
balin:tats great say good bye
balin:becouse your dead [boom]
Backstory: balin grew up in the vault and hated being there so he ran away kileld all and lived happy
IGN:TardyWaffles Age: 14 Role-PlayExp.: I've played on a couple role playing servers, I have always loved them. Besides MC, I've played other games that involved a ton of role playing, and I always excelled in them. WhyUs: I first started playing Fallout when I was very young, and it's been my favorite series for as long as i can remember. From what I see, this is a server that combines my 2 favorite games, that's something I don't want to miss. TimeYouCanDedicate: 3-4 hours on weekdays, even more on weekends. Right now I'm on spring break and can do full days. But I doubt I'll be on spring break when this is approved/disapproved.
Name: Akyr (Uh-keer) Gender: Male Age: 17 Appearance: Ragged clothing, grease black hair, green eyes, white skin, covered in dirt and filth. Fears: Super Mutants Personality: Quiet, but will fight for what he believes in. Occupation: Nothing, never worked b4. Scavenger, I suppose. Skills: Incredible with a blade, and using little resources to make beneficial potions. Or harmful, if necessary. Great sense of smelling and hearing. Nickname(Optional): Skid, for the scars he has on his back. RP Example(AddDialogue): *I'm digging through trash in a broken down bus, on the side of a main highway, when i hear the sound of marching. Enclave. Probably recruits going through PT. They perform huge death marches, with full equip, around New Vegas. But they are farther out than they should be. . . They must be looking for something. [Enclave Officer] Keep your eyes pealed! We must catch these foul abominations!
[Enclave Soldiers] Yessir!
[Akyr thinking] Foul abominations? What are they looking for? Ghouls?
When they have walked by they bus, I peer over the window sill to watch them disappear behind the hills that surround me, and just as they disappear, I hear gunshots go off from behind the hill. I watch as the flash of the rifles and lasers light up the hills. Suddenly, there is silence. . . From behind the hill walks 6-7 large Super Mutants. Isn't that a sight to see. I'm trembling. I grab my ripped up backpack and begin sprinting the opposite way of the Mutants.
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): I've never had a home. At least not for as long as i can remember. I was born in Pheonix, Arizona, before the war, when everything was happy, when the most you had to fear was some gang banger taking your pie off of the window sill. That all changed when the nukes started hitting American soil. I was 3 when that happened. I was with my mother in the living room watching the 5 o'clock news, when we heard that New York had been hit, then Los Angeles, then Miami, all of the big cities were being attacked. They called for an evacuation, but there wasn't time for that, at least that's what my mom told me. We went to a vault, apparently they were being created in different corners of Arizona and Nevada. We went to one that was just outside of Pheonix, hoping that we would get in and see my dad there. He was at work when the nukes came. We tried going to his work, but it was already abandoned. I remember thinking the vault was going to be great, a wonderful oasis of chocolate and cotton candy. That's not what I found. Daily searches and patdowns, beatings, and the constant emotion trauma of fearing what's going to happen next. I lived under this horrible rule for about 6 years till I was 9. That's when we were attacked. Giant yellow beasts with guns. They absolutely ravaged the vault. My mom and I were on the lower section of the living quarters, playing checkers, when the alarm went off. We didn't know what was going on or what we should do. My mom told me to get under my bed and stay there till she found out what was going on. I did as she said. I watched as she walked out that door, and I watched the bullet enter and leave her skull. I laid there, not crying, but in shock. What just happened? After the attack, I got out. I left the vault. I went on my own. I survived in any way I could. When I turned 15, I was captured by a group of raiders, who then made me one of their own. I fought with them, with nothing but hatred in my body. I killed, mutilated, and pillaged anything I could. The raider group slowly fell apart when the leader was killed by enclave soldiers in a midnight attack, while we were all sleeping. When it was my time to leave, I fled to the Pheonix, the only place I knew. The city was trash. It was burned to the ground, rubble. I couldn't stay there if was to survive. So I started walking down the highway. I didn't stop. Not for a long time. Making stops in random towns, getting food, and start walking again. That brings me here. Still on this road. Trying to find a home. Trying to survive.
Fears: Being in a closed space(like an office) with feral ghouls, death Personality:Smart, has ADD, nervous Occupation:N/A Skills: Tech skills, Fluent spanish RP Example: -Jay (walking in the wasteland, told to find "Redneck Rodney) - Southern Stranger- 'ey where are you goin'? -Jay- Someone told me to find a "redneck rodney" -Southern Stranger-Oh (hearty laugh) you just got scammed boy, you gonna die here Jay-Uh um "Hay olvidalo, muerete"(successfully shoots Rodney first) Jay-(Found Rodney's contract) hmm Backstory: Jay Narvarte was born and raised in Puerto Rico, where the bomb didn't do much damage other than massive radiation. After most supplies in Jay's town were depleted most of Puerto Rico fled on boat to U.S. Of a group of 21, they decided to go to Vegas to survive. After 1 2/3 months of town drifting, the most of the group died after that and Jay managed to get to New Vegas,now what he plans to do there other than survive is something he didn't think of as he thought that he was going to die.
IGN:blaster6845 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.: I've played Fallout 3 and New Vegas, and done role playing here and there. WhyUs:your probably the best Fallout RP server I've ever seen TimeYouCanDedicate:Monday to Thursday after-noon's, all Saturdays
Name:Shank Gender:Male Age:29 Appearance:Brown Hair, muscular, Blue Eyes. Fears: Betrayal, Death Personality: talkative, trusting, can't take too much pressure, very sensitive. Occupation: Hunter Skills: Quick Shot and Deadly Nickname(Optional):Shank RP Example(AddDialogue):A Legion patrol wanders the Mojave, being follow by ranger..
Legionary:wheres the convoy of NCR caravans? shouldn't they be here?
Legion scout: i feel...as if we are being watch.
the patrol, surprised by the sudden hail storm of bullets, immediately jump to cover losing 2 legionary to the hail storm of bullets. they remaining units run out into the storm,a ranger was unfortunately stabbed and killed.
NCR Ranger: Damn legion, they'll pay for this. Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):Shank was born in Goodsprings, and spent most of his time exploring the area, nearly being stung by a bark scorpion,when he was 6, at the graveyard.for his teen years,he spend his days working at the quarry, and learnt a lot about how pre-war machines worked,and what they were used for, he had heard how the Brotherhood of steel loved this sort of stuff.after the infestation of deathclaws in the quarry,he set out to explore the rest of the Mojave, hoping for big time cash at the New Vegas strip he heard so much about
I would like to apply for this, but I am unsure whether or not you will even consider it. Colbilnile I'm talking to you! I was banned off of the original F:WNC server for harvesting my surroundings. Please reply to this and tell me if I can still be accepted so I can make my app!