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OOC -
IGN: Origamikiller
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Have you read the rules: < Does that answer it?
Have you read the lore: Most of it.
RP Experience: 8 years of rp. All serious.
Fallout Experience: 2,3, NV
Define Meta Gaming:

Using ooc information icly.

Define Power Gaming:

Forcing an action onto someone else of being generally overpowered.

IC -
Name: Eliel Keys

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Race: Caucasian Human

Appearance:

Wears a male dark blue shirt, Black leather gloves, Crimson red shirt, Brown belt, black leggings, Brown shoes, A blond haired 5,6, blue eyed, Caucasian.

Signifying Traits:

Tomboy
Strong sense of justice
Laugh in the face of death attitude
Courageous
Always with her loyal canine companion.

Signifying Skills:

Impressive firing accuracy
Quick on her feet

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:

(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)

Strength- 5
Perception- 6
Endurance- 6
Charisma- 5
Intelligence- 6
Agility- 7
Luck- 5

RP example:


*The dust scattered itself down the rubble ridden streets, A door creakily opening amongst the silence as Eliel slowly walked out of it, A satchel over her shoulder, raising her hand up to block the sun beating down on her as the silence in the air was broken by the exhaling of a large dog, Khalid squeezing past Eliel into the rubble grey and black streets, Khalids senses going away, his muzzle rubbing into the dust and grit of the ruined land, sniffing heavily to pick up any dangerous scents that would be around, inhaling some dust into his nostrils causing khalid to raise its head, a heavy sneeze escaping from the strong dog, its head shaking forcibly as khalid does so, Eliel giving a pleasant chuckle, walking out into the ruined streets along with her companion, crouching down slightly, placing a hand lightly on khalids head, slowly petting it.

Eliel: "You gotta be careful there, Khalid, don't want to sniff up something bad, do you, ya' dopey dog you!"

*The dog barked in protest to her joking insult, panting, its opened muzzle forming into what appears to be a smile, barking lightly, his tail wagging from side to side*

*Eliel stood up, containing the same smile*

Eliel: "You know i'm just kidding, Pups, come on, It's getting pretty dark, we should head out soon"

*Khalid barked again, taking the lead as it sniffed thoroughly, walking at a medium pace down the broken down streets, Eliel shortly behind her companion, the alert dog stopping in its tracks, growling slightly, doubling back beside Eliel in protection, showing a sign of warning ahead*

*Eliel nodded in response, slipping her hand onto her hip, slipping out a combat knife that was holstered to her belt, holding the blade in a CQC like combat manner, taking careful steps forward beside Khalid, readying itself for an incoming attack, her heart starting to slow down, keeping her breathing at minimum to avoid attention, heavy breathing being heard in the direction of the danger, a feral ghoul no doubt*

*she slowly moved around one of the littered cars to see the dark and eying the decrypt mutant, slowly moving behind the bloodied and grotesque form of irratiated nature, the feral ghouls instincts kicking in, leaping at a alarming speed toward Eliel, tackling her to the ground, her knife quickly keeping the monsters teeth at bay as it is placed firmly against its neck and shortly after applying pressure, Eliel moved her face away from the monster as she did so, making quick work of the soft flesh of the feral ghoul, effectively killing it with a pressurised decapitation before Khalid had lunged into the corpse of the feral beast, noticing its demise khalid slowly retracted back, rushing to Eliels aid.

*Eliel waved a hand at the dogs concerns, getting up off the ground caked in feral blood, she moved a hand into her satchel to retrieve a worn and dirty cloth, wiping as much dirt and blood from her clothes as possible before settling it back into her bag. She ducked down to Khalid, nuzzling him affectionately.*

Eliel: "Good boy! You showed him, huh?"

*Khalid barking lightly in response, standing once again, taking her direction into one of the nearby buildings, barricading it off for the night, the building looking rather like the rest of the forgotten civilised town, dusty, broken full of hidden despair. Eliel taking a quick look around the house, removing a flash light from her satchel, using it to get a good view of the darkness that lingered around, searching for anything valuable as well as any threats that could be lingering within the area.

Eliel coming across a few pre war books, untouched miraculously from the bombs, setting them within her satchel, taking all the stimpacks and food that the house had left, though it was barely scraps. Eliel taking some of the fancy lads snack cakes from the fridge, taking one out of the box and holding it down for Khalid.

The dog quickly made work of snatching it from her hands, giving noticeable grunts as it chewed the treat, smiling affectionately up at her for another, Eliel shaking her head in refusal, thus turning Khalids smiling dopish mug into a frown, wimpering at her in response.

Eliel: "Come on now, don't give me that, Khalid, I promise i'l give you some later, but its getting late, we need to rest up, ok boy?"

*Khalid smiled once again, Eliel turning off her flash light as she walked up the stairs of the broken house, the moon illuminating the second floor as the roof was totally demolished, the sky being shown above.*

*Eliel sat down underneath the bitter cold radioactive sky, Khalid resting his body against her knee, looking up to her with big cute eyes, a paw rested on her as it slowly drooped its eyes, going into a peaceful sleep, Eliel giving her companion a kiss on the forehead, Khalid's eyes shooting open, nuzzling her cheek to show the same level of affection. Eliel chuckled humorously, shaking the head of Khalid as it pounced on her playfully, a few playful tussles and tumbles around before both of them quickly began to relax, Eliel smiling down to her panting pup*

Eliel: "You've gotten so excited lately, Khalid, haven't you?"

*the dog barks lightly, looking up at her with his cute eyes, Eliel only chuckling at it, stroking his forehead*

Eliel: "Don't worry, we'll be getting us some well deserved work soon enough, Who knows, maybe we'll catch ourselves a job at delivery? Something easy, yeah?"

*the dog barking lightly once again, moving closer toward her as it moves her arm up*

Eliel: "H- hey, Khalid, what're you doing?"

*the dog laying beside her with her arm behind the canines back, its paw laid on her chest as it slowly slumbered to sleep, Eliel smiling lightly*

Eliel: "Night to you too, pup"

*Eliel falling asleep not too far behind her companion, her knife clenched to her side incase of surprise attack, readying herself for whatever occasion.*

Biography:


Eliel Keys was born within a small caravan settlement that sold a fair share of Food and medical supplies as well as Ammunition. Growing up within a caravan settlement Eliel was able to be taught the art of bartering and selling goods but was also taught self defence by her Mother and father Gregory and Jennifer.

Eliel has an older brother by the name of York, An Auburn haired caucasian charismatic jokester who had left the Caravan settlement 9 years before Eliel. Like Eliel he didn't wish to be held down by staying as a caravanner and set off to pursue his dream of cleansing the wasteland of mutants, to become a member of the Brotherhood of Steel, though it is unknown if he managed to accomplish his goal or not. Word has it York has been travelling with a advanced robotic companion though this is speculated to be just rumours

Since her early childhood she would be put under tough and vigorous endurance and strength training to strengthen her muscles and increase her overall fitness, retaining her slim figure but increasing the strength of herself overall.

Gregory was a tall Auburn haired happy man with green eyes. Eliel acquired her happy attitude from Gregory as well as his knowledge in small firearms, He died from Cancer when Eliel was 19 years old, at the age of 50. He was a guard for the caravanner settlement, and knew Eliel's mother since he first joined up with the settlement. His knowledge of small firearms was past down to his daughter, with sufficient training in them whenever she was given the chance to get better until his death, Eliel became adept at using them, however not an expert, keeping her fathers 9mm pistol on her since his death, using it to protect her life and others believing that her father guides the shots she fires and is protecting her from way up in the heavens.

Eliel growing up throughout the years has developed a strong sense of justice, wanting to help the wasteland in any way possible, however not showing a serious side to things around her, rather staying cool to raise the moods of those around her. She has a strong faith in her deceased father and believes that if she should one day perish to the wasteland, she'll do as much good as she can to make sure she can once again be at his side in the clouds, though doesn't wish to die unless its to save a life. Life to her has no meaning if it is used to relinquish the lives of others and lives therefore to help and protect the wasteland.

Jennifer Keys is a Blonde haired female and the mother of Eliel. Jennifer was a guard for the league of caravanner's before Eliel was born, this is when she met Gregory and soon after they fell in love and Jennifer gave birth to Eliel at the age of 30, York at the age of 20.

Eliel learned Hand to hand combat and resilience/endurance training from her mother as well, thus giving her some knowledge of CQC. She is still alive and contacts Eliel via couriers as often as she can even in her old state.

Eliel learned some Charismatic knowledge from the caravanner's she lived and grew up with and her knowledge of the world was given to her from everyone who lived in the settlement, becoming a gifted and knowledgeable person as Eliel took a liking to reading as much as shecould, finding it enjoyable compared to the wastelands other activities, easily becoming her second favourite pastime.

Eliels favourite pastime however is playing cards. Since being a young girl, Eliel has had a strong enjoyment with playing cards and has become quite addicted to collecting as many as she can find, amassing a strong deck of playing cards on her person collected from many caravan settlers and through the wasteland, not being afraid to set a few caps down for aenjoyable competitive game, having become quite the player through repetitive play.

Eliel is always with her Companion. A 6 year old Canine Companion named Khalid. Eliel and her father found the poor canine being swarmed by raiders to make a quick meal of it when she was only 15 and was saved by Eliel's courageous actions, causing her to be shot in the process in the shoulder. This act of kindness developed not only a emotional but spiritual bond between her and the Canine. Her father bringing the new member of their family back along with the wounded Eliel back to the settlement, Eliel spending most of her time nursing and helping the young pup recover, effectively giving it a full recovery.

Khalid can sense out Eliel's mood via their bond and both can generally know what each of them thinks about due to their connection to each other, Khalid so far and seems to be the only best friend Eliel can connect to and fully trust.

Life for Eliel inside the caravanner settlement was peaceful for most, but Eliel didn't wish to stay, she wanted to as most people would, see more of the world and it's ruinous sights, meet new people and perhaps find more prosperous riches. and so at the coming of age of 21, Eliel along with her trusty canine companion was given their blessing and set off into the wasteland toward Manhattan, knowing it would take a long time to get to, but the reward would be well in knowing many others would flock there as well, and would be the perfect chance to help those less fortunate than herself.

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The super mutants weren't really unsuccessful, I believe that the super mutants were created just as the master wanted them to be like. They just became less intelligent after the master fell I think.

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IGN:------------------------------- GrayWolf448

Gender:--------------------------- male

Age:------------------------------- 14

Have you read the rules:---------yes

Have you read the lore:----------yes
RP Expierence:-------------------fallout 3,fallout NV,oblivion,skyrim

Fallout Expierence:---------------fallout 3,fallout NV

Define Meta Gaming:------------using out of game rocorces to give a advantage for ex) a bet in RP you go to web browser and serch up question

Define Power Gaming:------------when to set a specific goal to make your char. very powerful in specific spot. or when you force another person in to a rp part where the don't have say



IC -

Name:-------------------russell

Gender:-----------------male

Age:---------------------21

Race:--------------------furry (fox)
Appearence:------------slim, light gray and white fur, 6 feet 4 inch, brown cargo paints, brown shirt,short snout,pointed ears

Signifying Traits:--------he's a furry(fox) , very friendly, slim 

Signifying Skills:--------scavenging,very sneaky,specalices in semi-auto rifles,great sences(smell,hearing,sigh), good at rationing supplies

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:

(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)

Strength----------------5

Perception--------------9

Endurance----------------6

Charisma---------------5

Intelligence-------------6

Agility-------------------6

Luck---------------------3


RP example:
...

*alarm sounds*

...critical radiation levels detected...

...unengaging cryo-pot locks...

...reviving subject...

"where am i

critical radiation detected all personel evacuate!
imedent meltdown in t-minus 10 minates

"OH SH*T I GOTA GET OUT OF HERE!"
russell starts sprinting to get out
"GOT TO MAKE IT TROUGH THAT DOOR!"
steel suport beam falls and covers door
"THAT WAY!"
he quickly turned and saw a ladder
"LETS HOPE THAT IS THE WAY OUT!"
he got to top of ladder with the radiation levels rising to be leathal
"COMON WHERE IS THE EXIT!"
"IS THAT THE EXIT?"
"LETS HOPE IT IS"
russell starts sprinting as fast as he can to try to make it trough the possible exit
"OH SH*T!"
while trying to run out the cealing colapses and traps russell in a room with dangorus levels of radition getting higher and highly flamable fumes in the air that will combust of he doesnt make it out soon
"need to find another way out!"
after looking around for a few seconds he finds a lose air vent on tha wall and pulls it off and starts to climb up the vent.
close to the end of the vent the fumes in the room got ignited by a spark and fire rushed up the vent can blew russell 10 ft in the air.
russell took a hard landing and after a few seconds he pased out right in the moon's light explosed to any mutated creature that romes the waste.

Biography:
early life:
Russell was boren in the year 2056, boston, massachusetts. When Russell was 4 he move to CA. As a child Russell didn't have many friends, and that didn't bother him because he was a gamer. The few friends he did have were on some of the online games Russell played. At a early age Russell relized the value of saving, all the toys he got he kept together, and knew he could make money later by selling his old toys. Russell was very interested in weapons and due to that he had a large collection of airsoft guns, bb guns, and the newer nerf guns. During Russell's spaire time he either played games or draw random, made up combat vehicles, or weapons. At the age of 12 Russell found out what a furry was, and found out that since he could remember he was a furry, he just didn't know what they were at the time. Russell knew that if people found out he was a furry some people will start to annoy him for a long time so he kept it secret.

Growing up:
As Russell got older he started to sell most of his old toys to buy newer computers and new games. At 16 Russell still didn't have many friends, the few he did have in real life were furry haters so Russell kept the fact that he is a furry a secret. Russell really felt odd wile near his friends since the only thing they talk about is how much they hate furries, he started to question if they were really his friends? At 17 Russell got a job at Robco to rapaire Mr. handies. With his new job Russell was helping to pay for a vault for his family incase of a war back home. After they had bought a vault room they all started to save up to pay for Russell's collage, to help save money they didn't use a car due to the gas price and that the market was fairly close to home. Russell started to save up supplies so that later in the school years he didn't have to waste money for new supplies.

in collage:
At the age of 18 Russell moved back to massachusetts to go to collage. At collage Russell finaly got some friends and was able to play games with. Russell kept his old job at Robco to make money for food, rent, and school supplies. He knew that he will need to conserve money to make it trough collage. To help save money Russell made sure that his fridge is closed all the time and not to leave food out. Russell had a tendency to keep all of the stuff he get's but, he sold it when he had too much. Russell was insain about conserving stuff when it comes to food or games Russell made sure nothing goes to waste, "if their's left over food give it to the dog" is what Russell said most of the time if his friends were over. At the age of 19 Russell was thinking about joining the army, win the war, and then attened collage and finish. When Russell was 20 he droped out of collage and went home to tell his family he was going to war. They were shocked. Russell kept telling his family he will be ok, that nothing back will happen, and that he will come home alive.

in the army:
As a soldier in the United States army Russell was deployed at the alasken front to defend the US borders from the chines. For the front line their was bairly any action in that section. The soldiers spent most of their time in the warm cabens playing cards or out in the cold to hunt for fresh food, Russell told the troops not to waste their hunt because most parts of deer are unfull and they can find a use for it. At the camp their was little to do, and one thing that made it worse is Russell didn't know how to play cards. Even in the army Russell kept himself being a furry secert because he had no idea how the other soldiers would react. Russell was able to write lots of letters back home telling about how he is safe and he will come home once the war is over.

the experament:
One day Russell got a letter but this time not from his family. The govenment asked Russell if he would like to join an experament to create a winter super soldier. They told him that the experament was going to make him half fox and half human, that was all that they toled him. Russell accepted the offer because he knew that the outcome of this would be that he will become a furry, and fulfill his child hood dream. Russell sent his last letter home saying that he is getting moved to defend the oil pipe line and that due to the not that terrible
conditions they are not going to allow you to send letters because the troops on the front line needed more support, and the will to fight, and of course this was a lie because he would want to tell them he was a furry when he got home, and that he isn't ment to tell anyone about it. Due to the transforming from human to furry they kept Russell in a cryo-sleep pod to pervent his body from rejecting the new parts.

after the "Great War":
Before they were able to finish testing and deploy the new soldier to the front line, the "Great War" begain. Russell was the only one in the testing facility the scientist evacuated, and went in hidding in other vaults but the vaults weren't sealed in time and they all died. Due to the shifting of the earth's crust it broke the cryo-sleep pod and freezed Russell to the point of not even being able to even dream. Over 200 years of the reactor getting tosed around by the shifting earth the main coolant pipe broke causing a nuclear meltdown. During the meltdown hight levels of radiation leaked out, and trigered the emergency system in the cryo-pod to wake up Russell and allow him to get to safty. Bairly making it out, Russell finds him self unconscious out in the middle of the wastes exposed to any creature that might dewll out side. this is where his story of life in the wastes starts out.

good now? if not please tell me im doing better :/ and what im missing

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Just wondering has anyone else applied as a ghoul? Also how will specials (in specific, charisma) have an effect on players?

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Accepted! However, I want you to redo your RP example.

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Denied. However, I did enjoy the improvement, very good additions. I think maybe a little more detail and fixing some of your grammar will get you accepted.


Denied. Reread the rules.

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OOC -
IGN: madprotester
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Have you read the rules: Yes
Have you read the lore: Of whats available
RP Experience:The Vault RP since Crisis
Fallout Experience: Fallout 1,2,3,New Vegas
Define Meta Gaming: Using OOC resources for IC (most common meta-game is using player tags to located other players
Define Power Gaming: Ways of role playing(usually combat) between rpers that only leads to one result overpowering the other as they won't have an alternative option ie): P1 punched you in the face (face will get smashed) (power gaming
instead of P1 tried to punch you (face might get smashed) (not power gaming

IC -
Name: Jacob West
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Race: Human
Appearence:

Signifying Traits:An absolute Loot *****, but uses the items he obtains sparingly, have the tendency of misusing resources when he does use them, prefers avoiding direct confrontations during battle, Frugal as Heck
Signifying Skills: Gun Nut, Robotics Expert, Jury Rigging, Skilled
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.'s:
(40 points to distribute, maxes out on 10)
Strength-5
Perception-6
Endurance-6
Charisma-5
Intelligence-7
Agility-7
Luck-4

RP example:
(Insert player name)approaches town gate
(Insert Guard name)spots someone approaching
(Insert Guard name)Points pistol
(Insert Guard name): Halt!
(Insert player name) Stops where he is
(Insert Guard name): You there, slowly move towards me with your hands up, any silly movements and ill pump you full of lead
(Insert Guard name): Who are you? and what do you want?
(Insert player name): I'm just a traveler coming to trade for supplies
(Insert Guard name): Alright,your clear, just just keep your weapons holstered, don't take whats not yours and we won't have a problem
(Insert Guard name) :Go straight down the road then turn left when you reach at the water tower and you'll be at the trading post
(Insert Guard name) Waves at gate
(Insert Guard name)yells: Ey! you pricks open up, this one is clear


Biography:
Jacob was a member of a group of settlers living in an abandoned Vault Tec Vault. For reasons unknown to the settlers all inhabitants of the vault were missing when they discovered the vault, after an earthquake revealed its gear shaped airlock, the vault itself remains mostly intact, but the earthquake have badly damaged the all the systems in the lower levels, reducing the power output of its reactor, no longer able to power all the vault's systems at the same time.

Jacob was an orphan, adopted by one of the families during their search for refuge, when his family members were killed during a raider raid when he was still a child. At a young age stuck in an underground vault with a lack of things to do other than labor he started to fiddle with whatever he can get his hands on to pass the time, spending his early day exploring deep into the vault, tinkering machines he stumbles upon, searching every nooks and cranny, reading all that he comes across in the vault, developing an interest in the technology of old before the world was set on fire.

The settlers managed to survive underneath the harsh waste, farming crops underground to sustain themselves, watering the crops using the Vault's water purification system held together by scraps and duct tape, only venturing out of the Vault when they need supplies unable to obtain by themselves. Jacob, now a skilled engineer was able to repair the vault's systems one by one over the years, reactivating different features of the vault to the best of his abilities. Upon doing all there is to do in the vault, Jacob began to look out of the vault, now wanted to head out in to the waste, to wander the world seeking the unknown.

Jacob, with a multi-tool in his pocket and a laser pistol by his side, stepped out of the vault and went on into the wasteland, with only the knowledge of the other settlers and no personal experience. Traveling across Post War America, he eventually wandered into the Capital Wasteland walking into a treasure trove of pre-war artifacts.

Before long he became a freelance hunter, making a living by retrieving machine parts, holotapes and other valuables among the ruin of Washington DC, while accessing old terminals, reading pre war materials, increasing his knowledge and experience for the next three years, when a job in the Vault Tec headquarthers he came upon upon Horace Pinkerton, Jacob then spend the next 5 years following Pinkerton wherever he goes, trying to learn from him despite of Pinkerton's weariness of people, keep telling Jacob to leave him alone. In those eventful years Jacob learned from Pinkerton his scientific knowledge as well as the skills for performing a facial reconstruction surgery.

When nothing else can be learned from Pinkerton he left the capital wasteland, journeying north, on the search for knowledge and discoveries