War...War never changes. The end of the world went as it was predicted. The population of the globe grew at an alarming rate, with the increasingly sparse natural resources fought over by bickering nations, wars being sparked over oil, iron and fertile soil alike. Nuclear energy was both the primary power source and the greatest weapon in every nations' arsenal. Europe fell apart first, tearing the Middle East to shred in their desperation, before falling upon each other. The Cold War between America and China turned hot, and the world burned in nuclear fire.
Yet, in spite of all this, life found a way, life continued. People across the world survived by hiding in secure shelters such as the Vaults built by the American government, or by finding places sheltered from the fallout. Fauna and flora alike were mutated by the radiation, and rains were scarce and few in many parts of the world, but life still struggled on. As people left their shelters, they fell prey to human nature, forming new settlements and dwelling places, towns, cities, factions, some built out of the ruins of the old, some built entirely new structures.
And as is human nature, they formed new conflicts as well. Some were based in age old prejudices, others in more modern causes such as territory or resources. Some were fought with sticks and flint, others with lasers and power armor.
Because no matter what comes to pass, war...war never changes.
Charon is one of the very few cities in the Vast Wasteland. It has many apartment buildings and casinos and in the center of it is a big open plaza where traders and caravans come to sell their wares. What you can find in Charon is just about anything if you know where to look. Mr. Florence, a big shot in the city of Charon, handles most of the trade that comes in and out of Charon. He is like the mayor of the city. He is rich and fat, living a luxury life in his big tower. He has a score of contacts and informants so he is up to date with nigh every little rumor and dealings in Charon and the surrounding area.
Mr. Florence recently received info about a special and secret Vault within a city that had been one of the main focuses of the nuclear war. The city is swimming in radiation and swarming with mutated abominations. He sends his people to hire mercenaries and other capable folk for the dangerous expedition.
Appearance: (Screenshots from the games acceptable. Anime as well)
Outfit/Armor: (pic and description alright. )
Equipment: (Just what you have on you. No weapons in this one. Water bottles, scrapmetal and such)
Skills: (Choose at most 5 from the games ranging from Highest rank to lowest)
Bio:(Job should appear in this as well)
1-No power armor unless it is in serious repair.
2-Special mutations (if a mutant) must be PMed first.
4-No infinite ammo. You begin with at most 10 clips with Primary fire arm and 3 with secondary. Energy Weapons should preferably be discussed via PM aswell.
RP info: This is not a pure Fallout RP. This is my take on the fallout universe so characters and even locations will most likely not appear. If I decide to make this a part of the canon then it will happen long after New Vegas. Races that are not in the games may appear and if you have something special in mind then PM me the request.
-Thanks SIngmaster for the first half of the Ron Pearlman speech.