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The survivors of the nuclear holocaust exit their vaults for the first time and lookout upon a blasted, destroyed wasteland littered with bodies and wreckage. Once proud cities lay dilipidated and destroyed, the first targeted. Humanity has either retreated into makeshift ramshackle towns, degenerated to raiding, or devolved into primitive tribals. Super mutants roam the irradiated wasteland, killing all in sight though some have found places in society. The Brotherhood of Steel roams through civilization, defending humanity and trying to bring the wasteland under its influence and control. Technology worshiping Reavers live in isolated communities, not trusting outsiders with their fiercely guarded secrets. Darkclaws prowl the wastes in large packs while others have migrated towards civilization and tried to make a place for themselves. Robots reprogrammed by the Brain find themselves with new found sentience and freedom, wandering the wastes in search of their destiny. The Enclave plot and plan for the future of man undeterred by the efforts of a brave individual. And now, a new story is being crafted.

Couple Rules
1:No god modding, even Super Mutants and Darkclaws die when enough bullets go in.
2. Avoid pointless killing sprees as they will put you at odds with fate.(Wink Wink, hint hint, me.)
3. Keep weapons simple, no laser beams or rocket fists unless you should have access to them.

Thats it, so sign up now before the commies get you!

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Hey, I don't like ya tone. If ya do it again, I'll stab you in the throat with a soldering iron and piss down the hole.

So...just a character sheet? I can do that...I hope that's what I do.


Name: Tobias Darkwater (Just the beginning of all my Fallout references...in no canon relation to Killian Darkwater)

Age: 29

Appearance: Tobias has the image of a Wasteland traveller. Strapped to his hip is a .44 Revolver, sheathed on his back is an FN FAL assault rifle with a Night Sight.
His boots are strong, hard-wearing. They have heavy soles, resistant to corrosives. They go up to just below the knee.
Complementing these are a pair of strong blue, light-sky blue jeans and above them - beneath a black, worn in leather jacket - an ordinary grey V-neck t-shirt.
He occasionally has the zipper down on his jacket.
Within one of his boots is a combat knife, used for utility or a last resort.
Aesthetically, his chestnut brown hair has grown thick and long, down just below his shoulders, with a stubble of equal colour to complement it.

Personality: Tobias has a mouth on him, alright. He's of a sarcastic, humorous nature, but beneath his humour is a hardened traveler. Someone who's put a number of bullets in a number of ghouls, raiders and bandits. He once put down a stray super mutant in a rage.
Tough battle and he must've put about half his ammo into it.
Of course, nobody believes he did so.
But he's a hardened man, who follows his human desires, to eat, sleep, fuck and move.


If that sucks, feel free to tell me...if I need more, feel free to tell me, if it's good, feel free to tell me.

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Its fine, my bad for not putting up a character sheet. Only thing missing is a history, but other than that its good.

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Hey, I don't like ya tone. If ya do it again, I'll stab you in the throat with a soldering iron and piss down the hole.

I'll go through that in the RP itself...if that's okay with you.

If you'd rather, I can edit my post...up to you after all.

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Name: Anna... just Anna

Age: 23

Appearance: Long black hair, dressed in black leather, pretty, nice figure, but a little skinny, and kind of twitchy. Probably from shooting up jet, on a fairly regular basis. But, well, shrooms and brahman shit is basically an unbeatable combination. Why not inject it into the blood?
Carries an ak47 strapped to her back, a five seven at each side, and a really big knife. Being basically the only female dealer in New Reno, she needs to be able to defend herself, and has gotten pretty good at it.

Personality: From drugs, and being shot at a lot, she's gotten pretty paranoid. Other than that, bitter, sarcastic, and pretty quick to pull the trigger.

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Name: Specimen X150

Age: 18

Appearance: Athletically muscular hairless body in all aspects aethetically perfect, bald. Blue and yellow (vault uniform) biohazard suit. Backpack with minimal food rations and ammo. M4 Carbine slung over shoulder.

History/ Personality: X150 emerged from an experimental vault (named Vault E-X) where the government tried to clone a new post-war gerneration so that the human race could survive, the experiment was a complete failure and out of the cloning system he was the only one who didn't die prematurely in the cloning process. However X150 disconnected from the machines too quickly, so his mind is in a state of constant turmoil. His emotions are unpredictable and wanders the wastes dazed and confused looking for more of him with limited supplies taken from the vault.

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" May the water you find in the desert not shine at you in the dark" Aradesh, Fallout

Lars: Look, buddy my job here is to keep the peace, and if I have to break a few heads to do it, then a few people are going to be hurting. So just watch it.
(I don't know why but he's my favourite npc-standing there, doing nothing...)

Name: Lars Dower
Age: 28
Appearance:
A stern face plus muscles and a gun make Lars a fearsome figure to behold.


History: Served as head of the guards of Junktown since he was Eighteen. After those ten years he had watched his town grow and flourish. But inside him he knew he had to go out in the wastelands. He wanted to explore...

Personality: Lars has a strict sence of right and wrong and always wants to uphold the law...be it by words or gun. He is warm towards his friends but dealy cold towards his enemies.

Items: 2 packs of ammunition for "Betsy" (48 rounds+12 rounds in the gun), a compass, a leather jacket which a pro-post pilot might have owned, sturdy climbers boots, rope, 4 shotgun shells and two stimpacks. (Lars was well loved in his town and before he left everyone gave him something for his trip)

Lars favourite weapon, a SIG-Sauer P229 pistol with accessory rail and DAO trigger (no decocking lever). He calls her Betsy...

Type: Double-Action or Double-Action Only semiautomatic

Caliber: 9x19mm Luger, .357 SIG, .40 SW
Length, overall: 180 mm
Barrel length: 99 mm
Weight, w empty magazine: 905 g
Capacity: 13 (9mm) or 12 rounds

Lars also has an old shotgun which judging by the faded writing on it is a Browning Superposed but with only 6 rounds.
(2 in the gun and 4 in equipment)



He also has 400$ (bottlecaps? )



Is this okay?


Btw can we find items in logical places? e.g Searching the body of the thug that attacked you find a rock!

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As you slide down the banister of life may the splinters never point the wrong way"

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All accepted. Yeah, you can do the history in RP. If some dude is shooting at you and you put him down, help yourself to his stuff, he ain't using it.

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Hey, I don't like ya tone. If ya do it again, I'll stab you in the throat with a soldering iron and piss down the hole.

Name: Alexander Williams
Age: 21
Weapons: A pump-action Shotgun, a hand axe, a long bladed knife, a G3 rifle with a scope, and a silenced pistol.
Appearance: Wears urban cammo trousers, a shirt, and jacket, with an urban cammo cloak, and combat gloves and gloves (he likes cammo lol). He has brown dreadlocks, and a fairly tanned face.
History: After the nuclear fallout, Alex, ever the survivor, took shelter in an abbandoned mental hospital, and reinforced a cell in the top floor. He has survived ever since, stealing supplies, using his reflexes and wits to keep out of trouble. He is extremely paranoid, partly due to the circumstances he has found himself in, and partly because he cultivates cannabis on the roof of the mental hospital.

If the last point was too much, then i'll just discount it, i just thought it would be funny if sumone encountered him in a drug induced coma ().
I also wondered, what do Darkclaws resemble? Sounds like a werewolf to me :S

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"I am not a retard,
I am the retard,
Mr Retard to you."

There big... and they have claws... But werewolfs aren't far off. But more like a mole face..with teeth...Shoot it in the eyes...AHHHH

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As you slide down the banister of life may the splinters never point the wrong way"

Any advertisment you want on my sig? PM me at...
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Just Pm.