IGN: ThatMine
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Many rp servers, lots of experience, I know all the rp rules
Why Us: I love fallout and I love Roleplaying
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 hours weekdays, 8 hours weekends
IC
Name: Derrick Clandence
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Appearance: Dark hair, muscular, calm demeanor, red eyes, 6'6
Fears: NCR
Personality: Sharp, Serious, Persuasive
Occupation: Mercenary/Bodyguard (Previous Decanus and engineer)
Skills: Strong, Agile, Smart, Sharp Shooter, Close range combat
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
"Derrick", the voice came to him as though from far away... "Derrick"!... this time it was louder, and Derrick opened his eyes. He awoke to the face of Henry, which blocked out the sun and made a strange silhouette so that he could not see his face. "Derrick we have to get moving, I can see a band of people coming up the hill." They had camped on a cliff for the night, and you could see for miles across the Mojave Wasteland. "Are they Bandits?" asked Max, "No, from the looks of them they are the Legion." Derrick got off the hard ground, with a groan he took the binoculars from Henry, "Let's see what we have here", he said as he adjusted the binoculars to where Henry was pointing. From this distance Derrick could not make many details, but he could clearly see the uniforms of the Legion, he saw nothing out of the ordinary, just another squad on patrol. He was about to put down the binoculars but then something caught his eye, a movement behind them, so slight that had anyone else seen it they would have thought it was the wind, but not Derrick. "Derrick who are they ". "SHHH" Derrick put up his hand to silence Henry, he put down the binoculars and took out his sniper rifle, which could see farther. "Derrick what do you s-" Henry's question was interrupted by a huge boom, and smoke from the tip of Derricks sniper rifle. 865 yards away, a NCR sniper got a bullet through the head, as he was about to take his shot on the Legion patrol. The Legion patrol dropped to the ground in a well trained formation and Derrick backed up from the cliff into the cover of the rocks. "Derrick what happened", Derrick looked back at Henry..."Wasteland Justice"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Derrick was born in New Vegas to Joseph Clandence. Derrick grew up with Henry Walsch, who is his best friend and employer. Derrick's father Joseph was friends with Robert Walsch, Henry's dad, who could not afford to keep Henry in a healthy environment, so he entrusted Joseph with his son. Joseph was a wealthy merchant, and tradesman, when Henry came in adamant about trade Joseph started to largly ignore his son, who often went out for days at a time exploring. He developed his sharp shooting and survival skills by doing this. When Derrick was 19 he was out on another one of his treks, when a group of raiders found him and beat him withing an inch of his life, then left him to die. Derrick crawled for days without for or water, until he came upon a small encampment of NCR soldiers, after telling him his name, Clandence being a popular name around, they gave him food and water and when he was able, he went back to New Vegas.
For a while he stayed around his house, and the relationship with his father grew, but it still remained tedious and did not go past calling Joseph by his first name, and not "Dad". When Henry started his own buisness and trading post, He picked Derrick for his protection. They would work together for many years, through good and bad. One day while Derrick was taking a ****, Henry was robbed for almost everything he had, and now Derrick and Henry have a chance to start anew in the Mojave Wasteland, no easy feat
IGN: ThatMine
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Many rp servers, lots of experience, I know all the rp rules
Why Us: I love fallout and I love Roleplaying
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 hours weekdays, 8 hours weekends
IC
Name: Derrick Clandence
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Appearance: Dark hair, muscular, calm demeanor, green eyes, 6'6
Fears: Caesers Legion, Mutants
Personality: Sharp, Serious, Persuasive
Occupation: Mercenary/Bodyguard
Skills: Strong, Agile, Smart, Sharp Shooter, Close range combat
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
"Derrick", the voice came to him as though from far away... "Derrick"!... this time it was louder, and Derrick opened his eyes. He awoke to the face of Henry, which blocked out the sun and made a strange silhouette so that he could not see his face. "Derrick we have to get moving, I can see a band of people coming up the hill." They had camped on a cliff for the night, and you could see for miles across the Mojave Wasteland. "Are they Bandits?" asked Max, "No, from the looks of them they are the NCR." Derrick got off the hard ground, with a groan he took the binoculars from Henry, "Let's see what we have here", he said as he adjusted the binoculars to where Henry was pointing. From this distance Derrick could not make many details, but he could clearly see the uniforms of the NCR, he saw nothing out of the ordinary, just another squad on patrol. He was about to put down the binoculars but then something caught his eye, a movement behind them, so slight that had anyone else seen it they would have thought it was the wind, but not Derrick. "Derrick who are they ". "SHHH" Derrick put up his hand to silence Henry, he put down the binoculars and took out his sniper rifle, which could see farther. "Derrick what do you s-" Henry's question was interrupted by a huge boom, and smoke from the tip of Derricks sniper rifle. 865 yards away, a Caesars Legion soldier got a bullet through the head, as he was about to take his shot on the NCR patrol. The NCR patrol dropped to the ground in a well trained formation and Derrick backed up from the cliff into the cover of the rocks. "Derrick what happened", Derrick looked back at Henry..."Wasteland Justice"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Derrick was born in New Vegas to Joseph Clandence. Derrick grew up with Henry Walsch, who is his best friend and employer. Derrick's father Joseph was friends with Robert Walsch, Henry's dad, who could not afford to keep Henry in a healthy environment, so he entrusted Joseph with his son. Joseph was a wealthy merchant, and tradesman, when Henry came in adamant about trade Joseph started to largly ignore his son, who often went out for days at a time exploring. He developed his sharp shooting and survival skills by doing this. When Derrick was 19 he was out on another one of his treks, when a group of raiders found him and beat him withing an inch of his life, then left him to die. Derrick crawled for days without for or water, until he came upon a small encampment of NCR soldiers, after telling him his name, Clandence being a popular name around, they gave him food and water and when he was able, he went back to New Vegas.
For a while he stayed around his house, and the relationship with his father grew some, but it still remained tedious and did not go past calling Joseph by his first name, and not "Dad". When Henry started his own buisness and trading post, He picked Derrick for his protection. They would work together for many years, through good and bad. One day while Derrick was taking a ****, Henry was robbed for almost everything he had, and now Derrick and Henry have a chance to start anew in the Mojave Wasteland, no easy feat
IGN:The1024
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't like idiots, and doesn't take insults well. and a strange obsession with the human eye,
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
IGN:The1024
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't like idiots, and doesn't take insults well. and a strange obsession with the human eye,
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
OOC ( i am posting this app for a friend, he made it himself)
IGN:The1024
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't take insults very well.
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):Walschy
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
OOC:
IGN: ThatMine
Sources: a friend
Why do you want to join: I played on alot of RP servers before, and always have enjoyed them, I really want to try out this one.
IC (In Character)
Name: Jack Mason
IC Age: 25
Race: Human
Class: Store Owner (if I can't be that then Tradesmen)
Background: Jack was the youngest child in a family of 5, his father died when he was only 6 and his mother was a drunk. He left home when he was 15 and traveled for years, barely scrapping by, a decade past until he came upon Aeonis, where he hopes to have a new beggining, and forget his past
I am posting for my friend, he made this himself, but got banned from posting for something he didn't do.
OOC:
IGN: The1024
Sources: No one.
Why do you want to join: Well, I enjoy RP servers, and minecraft allows you to have a lot more flexibility. (This is the first server I found)
IC (In Character)
Name: Henry Walsch
IC Age: Twenty Eight
Race: Human
Class: Store Owner (or tradesmen)
Background: Born at the age of twelve (he claims) Henry was the fourth child in his family, Henry the only one to survive a vicious creeper attack. After the death of his family, he went searching for a new home. after two months of walking around in the wilderness, he found a small shack with one old -old man inside it. This man tought Henry everything he knows now,how to trade and use a bow and sword, but to this day Henry's sword skills are under par.
When Henry turned Eighteen, the man died so Henry went searching again, during his second travel he saw a creeper and went completely berserk (this can called be the start of the decline of his sanity) So whenever he sees the color green he looses all his sanity (meaning if he's most likely going to be insane if you see him) Henry found a village a little bit after he turned twenty three, and he left once he turned twenty seven, and eventually found this kingdom, where he hopes to start a thriving trade empire
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IGN: ThatMine
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Many rp servers, lots of experience, I know all the rp rules
Why Us: I love fallout and I love Roleplaying
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 hours weekdays, 8 hours weekends
IC
Name: Derrick Clandence
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Appearance: Dark hair, muscular, calm demeanor, red eyes, 6'6
Fears: NCR
Personality: Sharp, Serious, Persuasive
Occupation: Mercenary/Bodyguard (Previous Decanus and engineer)
Skills: Strong, Agile, Smart, Sharp Shooter, Close range combat
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
"Derrick", the voice came to him as though from far away... "Derrick"!... this time it was louder, and Derrick opened his eyes. He awoke to the face of Henry, which blocked out the sun and made a strange silhouette so that he could not see his face. "Derrick we have to get moving, I can see a band of people coming up the hill." They had camped on a cliff for the night, and you could see for miles across the Mojave Wasteland. "Are they Bandits?" asked Max, "No, from the looks of them they are the Legion." Derrick got off the hard ground, with a groan he took the binoculars from Henry, "Let's see what we have here", he said as he adjusted the binoculars to where Henry was pointing. From this distance Derrick could not make many details, but he could clearly see the uniforms of the Legion, he saw nothing out of the ordinary, just another squad on patrol. He was about to put down the binoculars but then something caught his eye, a movement behind them, so slight that had anyone else seen it they would have thought it was the wind, but not Derrick. "Derrick who are they ". "SHHH" Derrick put up his hand to silence Henry, he put down the binoculars and took out his sniper rifle, which could see farther. "Derrick what do you s-" Henry's question was interrupted by a huge boom, and smoke from the tip of Derricks sniper rifle. 865 yards away, a NCR sniper got a bullet through the head, as he was about to take his shot on the Legion patrol. The Legion patrol dropped to the ground in a well trained formation and Derrick backed up from the cliff into the cover of the rocks. "Derrick what happened", Derrick looked back at Henry..."Wasteland Justice"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Derrick was born in New Vegas to Joseph Clandence. Derrick grew up with Henry Walsch, who is his best friend and employer. Derrick's father Joseph was friends with Robert Walsch, Henry's dad, who could not afford to keep Henry in a healthy environment, so he entrusted Joseph with his son. Joseph was a wealthy merchant, and tradesman, when Henry came in adamant about trade Joseph started to largly ignore his son, who often went out for days at a time exploring. He developed his sharp shooting and survival skills by doing this. When Derrick was 19 he was out on another one of his treks, when a group of raiders found him and beat him withing an inch of his life, then left him to die. Derrick crawled for days without for or water, until he came upon a small encampment of NCR soldiers, after telling him his name, Clandence being a popular name around, they gave him food and water and when he was able, he went back to New Vegas.
For a while he stayed around his house, and the relationship with his father grew, but it still remained tedious and did not go past calling Joseph by his first name, and not "Dad". When Henry started his own buisness and trading post, He picked Derrick for his protection. They would work together for many years, through good and bad. One day while Derrick was taking a ****, Henry was robbed for almost everything he had, and now Derrick and Henry have a chance to start anew in the Mojave Wasteland, no easy feat
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IGN: ThatMine
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Many rp servers, lots of experience, I know all the rp rules
Why Us: I love fallout and I love Roleplaying
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 hours weekdays, 8 hours weekends
IC
Name: Derrick Clandence
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Appearance: Dark hair, muscular, calm demeanor, green eyes, 6'6
Fears: Caesers Legion, Mutants
Personality: Sharp, Serious, Persuasive
Occupation: Mercenary/Bodyguard
Skills: Strong, Agile, Smart, Sharp Shooter, Close range combat
Nickname (Optional): none
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
"Derrick", the voice came to him as though from far away... "Derrick"!... this time it was louder, and Derrick opened his eyes. He awoke to the face of Henry, which blocked out the sun and made a strange silhouette so that he could not see his face. "Derrick we have to get moving, I can see a band of people coming up the hill." They had camped on a cliff for the night, and you could see for miles across the Mojave Wasteland. "Are they Bandits?" asked Max, "No, from the looks of them they are the NCR." Derrick got off the hard ground, with a groan he took the binoculars from Henry, "Let's see what we have here", he said as he adjusted the binoculars to where Henry was pointing. From this distance Derrick could not make many details, but he could clearly see the uniforms of the NCR, he saw nothing out of the ordinary, just another squad on patrol. He was about to put down the binoculars but then something caught his eye, a movement behind them, so slight that had anyone else seen it they would have thought it was the wind, but not Derrick. "Derrick who are they ". "SHHH" Derrick put up his hand to silence Henry, he put down the binoculars and took out his sniper rifle, which could see farther. "Derrick what do you s-" Henry's question was interrupted by a huge boom, and smoke from the tip of Derricks sniper rifle. 865 yards away, a Caesars Legion soldier got a bullet through the head, as he was about to take his shot on the NCR patrol. The NCR patrol dropped to the ground in a well trained formation and Derrick backed up from the cliff into the cover of the rocks. "Derrick what happened", Derrick looked back at Henry..."Wasteland Justice"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Derrick was born in New Vegas to Joseph Clandence. Derrick grew up with Henry Walsch, who is his best friend and employer. Derrick's father Joseph was friends with Robert Walsch, Henry's dad, who could not afford to keep Henry in a healthy environment, so he entrusted Joseph with his son. Joseph was a wealthy merchant, and tradesman, when Henry came in adamant about trade Joseph started to largly ignore his son, who often went out for days at a time exploring. He developed his sharp shooting and survival skills by doing this. When Derrick was 19 he was out on another one of his treks, when a group of raiders found him and beat him withing an inch of his life, then left him to die. Derrick crawled for days without for or water, until he came upon a small encampment of NCR soldiers, after telling him his name, Clandence being a popular name around, they gave him food and water and when he was able, he went back to New Vegas.
For a while he stayed around his house, and the relationship with his father grew some, but it still remained tedious and did not go past calling Joseph by his first name, and not "Dad". When Henry started his own buisness and trading post, He picked Derrick for his protection. They would work together for many years, through good and bad. One day while Derrick was taking a ****, Henry was robbed for almost everything he had, and now Derrick and Henry have a chance to start anew in the Mojave Wasteland, no easy feat
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IGN:The1024
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't like idiots, and doesn't take insults well. and a strange obsession with the human eye,
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
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Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't like idiots, and doesn't take insults well. and a strange obsession with the human eye,
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
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IGN:The1024
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:PLENTY of RP servers
Why Us: seems like a decent server
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-4 HR
IC
Name:Henry Walsch
Gender:Male
Age:Twenty Nine
Appearance:
Fears:The people of the new america will resort to old ways, and bring themselves to destruction once more.
Personality: He's a nice guy, but doesn't take insults very well.
Occupation:Trader
Skills:Barter, and is decent in close range combat
Nickname (Optional):Walschy
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Henry:Hello sir!
Customer:Hey Henry, I found an old camera I wanna' sell
Henry:Alright let me see it *grabs camera, then begins to inspect it* Aight' i'll give ya' one hundred eighty caps fur' it.
Customer:No, no, I think something this old would be worth more!
Henry:I'm not changin' the price, you want the caps or not?
Customer:Look Henry, I got three of my guys waitin' outside, you don't want them in here, now do you?
Henry:I doubt you'd like a cut throat, would ya'?
Customer:FIne, you asked for it! Hey guys, get your lazy selfs in here, we're taking over the shop!
Henry:*grabs his knife and grabs the man, and holds the knife to his neck* You shouldn't have done that, now i'll leave you and your buds' a pretty little reminder. *Henry then starts cutting the man's eye out*
The gang members:HOLY SH** HE'S KILLIN' JACK!
Henry:*drops Jack on the floor and spins the knife around a bit.* You guys want a present too?
Gang Member 1:Comeon guys, it's only one, we can take him
Henry:*throws the knife and lands it in the gang member's neck* The rest of you want some fun times to?
The Gang Members:*run away screaming "HELP"*
Henry:*grabs the cleaning tools and starts working on the mess he made*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Henry was the second child in a family of four.His first mother died from severe radiation poisoning., and his second died from a bullet to the head shortly after his third sibling was born.His father had a gambling problem, and that took a big chunk out of the familie's money.His father tried the best he could to supply the familie with the essentials. Eventually his father decided to leave the children with his friend, Joseph Cledance. Joseph was a merchant, and did well at his job,he could supply the kids with anything they wanted, even food from the Gourmad in New Vegas. Joeph taught Henry everything he knew about trade, so that one day Henry could live a good life.Henry's oldest sibling joined the NCR.His brother's squad was sent on a mission to attack a small legion camp, His squad sent him ahead to scout, and make a plan for attack, The squad sniper turned away for a slight second, and Henry's brother was decapitated by a hidden legion scout.Henry begain to hate the NCR for letting his brother die, and vowed to one day make them suffer like he did.Henry left his home at the age of twenty one, to find a new place to live.Henry didn't do well when he tried to open a store, and was beaten many times. Henry decided he needed to learn how to use a knife, so he went to find some gangsters who could teach him how to fight. It was hard at first, to gain their trust, but he eventually did, and they treated him like a member of the family, they taught him all they knew about fighting, and in return he helped them gain some spending money.Henry left their gang when he turned twenty five, and just wanderd the wastes for four years, just barely getting by.He's now decided to start another store, and maybe make his own town, that will be wealthy and powerfull.
Also, here are some exerpts from his diary:
The Diary of Henry walsch,Day 1:
I'm starting a diary just for the sake of not forgetting how to write while i spend my time with the gang, i'm sure they don't dabble in the arts of Literature, I'd say they prefer the local woman of the night, more than the works of H.P. Lovecraft
Day 12:
Well, i've gained the gang's trust, but i don't think the fat one, Lenny, likes me, but i don't care he's a pathetic slob with no respect for women, or his comrades,but i cannot kill him, as he IS the man teaching me how to use a knife.I've also began a nice game of cards with the leader, James, I think he cheats though, he had a hand of aces.
Day 42:
I might have killed Lenny, we're not sure yet, but he DID try to steal my food, I wonder, does a missing eye usualy cause death? we'll find out soon enough.James and I had a laugh about this, as he ALSO hates Lenny.James and I have become pretty good buds' but seeing that I haven't written for quite some time, I think spending more time with him is causing me to stray from writing.
Day 44:
Lenny died, who could've guessed, certainly not the man who cut out his eye for stealing his food, may he rest in hell.Today i'm being kicked out of the gang for killing the best combatant, so I suppose i'll just wander the wastes for some time until i can decide what i want to do with myself.
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IGN: ThatMine
Sources: a friend
Why do you want to join: I played on alot of RP servers before, and always have enjoyed them, I really want to try out this one.
IC (In Character)
Name: Jack Mason
IC Age: 25
Race: Human
Class: Store Owner (if I can't be that then Tradesmen)
Background: Jack was the youngest child in a family of 5, his father died when he was only 6 and his mother was a drunk. He left home when he was 15 and traveled for years, barely scrapping by, a decade past until he came upon Aeonis, where he hopes to have a new beggining, and forget his past
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OOC:
IGN: The1024
Sources: No one.
Why do you want to join: Well, I enjoy RP servers, and minecraft allows you to have a lot more flexibility. (This is the first server I found)
IC (In Character)
Name: Henry Walsch
IC Age: Twenty Eight
Race: Human
Class: Store Owner (or tradesmen)
Background: Born at the age of twelve (he claims) Henry was the fourth child in his family, Henry the only one to survive a vicious creeper attack. After the death of his family, he went searching for a new home. after two months of walking around in the wilderness, he found a small shack with one old -old man inside it. This man tought Henry everything he knows now,how to trade and use a bow and sword, but to this day Henry's sword skills are under par.
When Henry turned Eighteen, the man died so Henry went searching again, during his second travel he saw a creeper and went completely berserk (this can called be the start of the decline of his sanity) So whenever he sees the color green he looses all his sanity (meaning if he's most likely going to be insane if you see him) Henry found a village a little bit after he turned twenty three, and he left once he turned twenty seven, and eventually found this kingdom, where he hopes to start a thriving trade empire
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OP is Original Poster
and you are a troll sir
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You are a troll sir.
You stated that trolls are starting arguements, and you started one with the OP
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Fail troll is fail
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