IGN - PainlessSpy
Age - 13
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - A few hours a day
Do you have Teamspeak? If no will you get it? - No and perhaps
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing account information
Name - Jack Bellator
Gender - Male
Age - 23
RP example - I have played on several different RP servers including Stugace's Legends of Rome
Biography - Jack grew up in New Canaan until at the age of 8, New Canaan was destroyed by the White Legs. Being the lone survivor of his family, the young and self-sufficient Canaanite managed to evade the frequent run-ins with the White Legs. Eventually he neared the finish line of his treacherous odyssey to the town of the remaining Vault 93, Vault dwellers. So ends the beginning of his life as he enters a new chapter of both danger and triumph... Because war... War never changes.
TheCreeperSlayer - Well written. Welcome to the server. :smile.gif:
TheFalloutGuy - I remember you from last server launch! Hi smithie.
PainlessSpy - I like how you included New canaan in your Bio. We actually have a New NEW canaan in our server you might want to check out. :smile.gif: But RP example is how your character interacts with others, etc.
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - a few times a week
Do you have Teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing account info
Name -Varius Collias
RP example -
*Varius sees a super mutant brute approach*
"What the hell is that!?" he cries
*The mutant grins at him as he swings a sledgehammer towards Varius*
*Varius jumps out of the way, He quickly pulls out his sidearm*
*As the Mutant turned to face him, Varius fired the pistol*
*The mutant groans in pain*
*using one hand the mutant swipes at Varius and hits him in the side*
*Varius looked up as he saw the mutant raise his hammer*
*Then the mutant's head exploded*
*varius looked up and saw a Brotherhood of steel soldier holstering his assault rifle*
*Varius stands* "Th-Thanks for the save" he said quietly
"Just be careful next time civilian" the soldier responded
"Hey are you recruiting?" Varius askes
"No, I'm sorry civilian" the soldier responds
"But I will take you to the nearest safe area" He said
"Yes, Okay Thank you" Varius said
*Varius follows the BoS soldier to the safe area*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Varius was born in a small settlement outside an NCR outpost. His father was a traveling merchant and his mother stayed home to raise the children. Varius was taught by his father that the wasteland was a horrid place and it's always a good idea to have a trusty weapon and some armor with you. Varius spent his childhood learning how to survive. When he was fifteen his father gave him a pistol. He would go traveling around with his father and loved the thrill of adventure. When he was nineteen he left home to look for adventure and different types of people and creatures in the waste
alright to settle this the server is not down to everyone because we are building it is down due to a mixed problem of notches servers and our server me and tyler are attempting to fix it as we speak but we have to wait on a beastnode person to see what the problem is
sidenote - I am very excited to have a server based in Salt Lake, I am in a little town right between SLC and Las Vegas. I know a lot about the mormons (im not mormon myself.) and the people around here, I bet this server will be awesome.
Age -14 soon to be 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -about 20 plus hours
Do you have Teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No but I can get it
What is the fifth Server Law? -no sharing account info
, gRP example - The gloomy moon lit up, the ancient mormon temple. "This temple has been sacked and pillaged so many times that it must be barren inside." I said to myself. I knew I was going in though, Wild Pete had killed six men, five men I knew, four of them honest men, the other two were supposably liars and theives, but men are still people, and butchered at the hand that is not Gods, shall not be reckoned with. I pulled out my 44, and ran through the two solid front doors. You could hear Pete scurrying to investigate who was in his hideout, he shot his scatter gun in my direction, smashing up the wall next to me, I said, "Pete your are gonna die!" He knew this, for I was a feared gunslinger, and mercanary. The wastes know me as, "The Ratler", fastest most gruesome gunfighter known. I am no man of God, but I do believen justice. The cowering Pete said with a stutter, "I I D-d-d-ont wanna k-k-ill you!" I saw the fear in his eyes, with fear comes foolishness, and he raised his shotgun, firing his other barrel, I felt pain in my leg, and I jerked up my 44, and shot 1 bullet, and that bullet zipped and put the murderin grub of Pete Ormsby lay lifeless, in the home and worship of God. I went to his body, and pulled out the stolen tally book from his pocket, and said, "Hell, a few caps isn't worth this slug in my leg, but I guess she will have to do.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - My father raised Brahmin, old fashioned Mormon man he was, he disliked the Government. It is said he helped Joshua Graham, hide from Caesars Legion's deadly warriors a few times. I reckon a man being at my old place often, he was covered in bandages. If theres one group of people I hate its the Legion, those wicked bastards, murdered my pa, in cold blood. I am to kill those Legionarys, they heared he aided Joshua Graham. I was only six or seven. I hardly remember him at all, but I do remember the grin on his face to see me and my mom after a long days of work. After they took his life It was just me and Ma. I had to get a job at fourteen, I helped Hermy H. run his store up in California, thats where we left after Pa died. Mom died when I was sixteen, I remember, she got a really bad cough, turned into utter pain, she lasted six months though. After she was gone I had nobody, a couple of girls that I thought about, but nothing seemed to last, when I was 21, I was captured by a group of Raiders. They for some reason prisoned a bunch of us up. I have no clue how long I was in there, till I got out, it was four years, a group of Caravaners came through, the raiders didn't last a minute, turns out I was just about ten miles out of San Fransisco, when I was found. The Caravan, was headed to Denver, they were gonna go through Salt Lake, so I figured, what the hell, when we got there, I didn't know anyone, but I was welcomed by the mormons, I told a preacher who my father was, It turns out he was a legend, in these parts. Joshua Graham talked to the preacher a few years back, sorry about the news of his death, he gave the preacher a, Medallion, he said to give it to me, if I ever come through. I knew I need to get ready and skilled with guns, if I was gonna face the entire Legion. It took me a long time to even make enough money for my 44. But when I got it, I used, Pa's old rife, and my new 44, to hunt down, all the wanted men in, Utah. I was good too, but I never got to face the legion. Im considering joining the NCR, maybe if I could find Remnants of the Brotherhood too, I want to be part of a bigger cause then I am. I want to fight.