Fallout: Rust and Steel

[Lo Pellegrino]

Fallout: Rust and Steel

Pyrdwen Internal Network
Outgoing Mail PEM786A-016

Oliver, I hope this reaches you. Knowing how invested you are in your work, I realize it's possible you haven't noticed I left. That isn't meant to sound spiteful. Don't get me wrong, it hurt at first. You went from tinkering with old tech to going away for weeks at a time with the Followers of the Apocalypse. In a way, you left me a long time ago. But I'm not angry anymore. Actually, I'm happier than I've been in a long time.

I'm not coming back. Like you, I found my calling and it's a long way from shoveling brahmin shit. Don't coming looking for me. I mean that for your own safety.

End message...

Pyrdwen Internal Network
Moss MS-357PR PM-067

Fr: Elder Maxon MX-001E
To: Paladin Moss MS-357PR

The following is strictly confidential. Members of our Brotherhood are need of assistance. A squad led by Paladin Brandis departed to the Commonwealth to follow-up on a compelling lead. We lost contact soon after. It's been three months and we cannot afford to wait any longer. I want you to track down and rescue the surviving members of Recon Squad Artemis. I want this done quietly. Coordinate with Paladin Danse and Lancer-Captain Kells to organize a team. The lives of our brothers are sisters are on the line, so this needs to be your top priority.

~ ~ ~

The Idea

Welcome to Rust and Steel, a Fallout RP. Our setting will be the Commonwealth, 2284. Players will begin as members of the Brotherhood of Steel tasked with rescuing the lost team, Recon Squad Artemis. Don't worry about breaking canon, though. This mission will serve as the launchpad into a vast world chalk full of dangerous challenges, moral decisions, and the chance to explore the world of Fallout in ways the games simply don't allow.

Expect action, adventure, and a chance to develop your characters and the world. Just because we start within the ranks of the Brotherhood doesn't mean we'll stay there long. I have a rough plot sketched out with plenty of room for player-driven stories so long as they include others (interaction is key).

The Characters
Players must begin as members of the Brotherhood of Steel. How, when, and why your character enlists is entirely up to you. I prefer a well-thought out reason, whether your character has simple motivations (food and shelter ain't nothing to scoff at) or more complex ambitions (subterfuge, anyone?). Just know this is a starting point. Everyone can evolve and change. That said, folks set on a ghoul and super mutant aren't totally out of luck -- shoot me a PM.

Ranks will follow the Maxon Model. Because the squad leader will be a NPC, all members should be ranked Knight-Sergeant/Senior Scribe or lower. The game can support up to two lancers for story purposes. The distinction between Lancer (pilot), Knight, and Scribe will be more important than your place in the hierarchy. You can find brief descriptions about how each class differs in the dossier section.

The Gameplay
Combat is realistic...ish. Taking a bullet or meeting the business-end of a super sledge will ruin anybody's day, but we're all here to have fun. You can bet all those chems don't make the raider trying to turn you into a corpse the best shot. That mutant with the sledgehammer is going to take time to swing. Keep things grounded and respect the intended level of challenge, but remember that this isn't Dark Souls.

There will be situations where the stakes are high. These moments will be clearly called out and will require the squad or individuals to make game-altering decisions. They may require a dice roll or consideration based on character motivations. While these situations can cost limbs and lives, they also come with the promise of powerful rewards.

The World
The Commonwealthin 2284 is a familiar place to those who've played Fallout 4. Diamond City is still a thriving pocket of civilization and most goods flow through Bunker Hill. Unless your character is specifically from the area, that's all they likely know. Remember that our characters are members of the Brotherhood of Steel, specifically ones assigned to the Pyrdwen. They might not be from the Capital Wasteland originally, but they certainly resided there before being deployed.

For most characters the journey into the Commonwealth will be an adventure into the unknown. As we explore the land, the repercussions of our decisions and even the weather will reveal new mysteries. We might even find our story leads beyond the greater-Boston area.

The Weapons and Armor
Don't get caught up by in-game stats. Any armor is better than nothing and none of it guarantees a bullet won't penetrate. Likewise, just about any weapon can kill if used properly. For our purposes, you can think of weapons and armor in three general categories: pre-war, modern, and advanced. Explanations below.

PRE-WAR: Say what you will of the old days, they sure built things to last. Classics like the 10mm Pistol, Hunting Rifle, and .45 M1911 can still be found in ruins today. With a little cleaning and fine-tuning you'll have a pretty decent weapon, too. This category also includes weapons from outside the game like the MP-5 or AK-47. In terms of armor, we're talking about Combat Armor, Riot Gear, and other protective clothing from past. It's easier to find usable pre-war supplies in police stations and outdoor stores. Military-grade hardware is, surprise, almost exclusively found in military facilities or outposts (usually with plenty of robots and ghouls).

MODERN: Ingenuity and necessity. This is the gear borne from the rubble in a world still obsessed with violence. Pipe rifles and pistols assembled from old lamps, car engines, and vacuums. The breastplate that uses a sturdy frame of a grocery cart to protect the chest and neck. It might not be pretty, but it works... well, usually. What this gear lacks in appearance, it delivers in diversity and potential. If you've got the skills and scrap you can build yourself some of the best gear around. It's easy to find modern gear just about anywhere, but don't make the mistake of trusting a weapon you just picked up.

Special Note: Pre-war and advanced weapons that don't get proper maintenance or are modified in the field can blur into this category. This comes with advantages and drawbacks. Fixing your power armor with scrap let's you customize the armor, but might leave you exposed to radiation. Modifying a 10mm Pistol to take 9mm rounds might sacrifice damage, but the rounds will be easier to find.

ADVANCED: Past and future, all-in-one. Power armor, energy weapons, and just about everything from Fallout that lands squarely in the realm of science fiction. This is the kind of gear most people swoon over. Armor that allows a woman without legs to not only walk, but fly. A rifle capable of reducing feral ghouls into red hot ash. While we might start with access to this kind of choice gear as members of the Brotherhood, it does come with one massive drawback: advanced gear needs special maintenance. A scribe might be able to patch up some bullet holes in your power armor, but they'll need the engineers on the Pyrdwen to keep it running long-term. Energy weapons need serious attention or their power will reduce over time. You aren't likely to find this gear out in the world and certainly not in pristine condition.

The Expectations
I'm looking for three-to-five players comfortable with a weekly posting schedule. You should be fine with writing at least a few hearty paragraphs that add something to the story or your character. Collaborations are fine, but let's avoid making endless walls of text and long waiting periods the norm. If you sign up, I expect you enjoy Fallout, post-apocalyptic settings, or both. I bet you have some great ideas, too. Please share them!

I'll expand on the rules once we get to the OOC, but I expect everyone to remember one thing:this is our game. All ideas are welcome. All voices count and will be considered. When we get confused or disagree, we'll bring it up respectfully and thoughtfully. We will treat each other with patience, always remembering that nobody is perfect and everyone contributes something to the whole.

The Character Sheet

Last Name, First Name, Dossier

[b]Name:[/b] John Doe, Esquire

[b]Date of Birth:[/b] Fun fact, the average age of a US Army soldier today is 27-35

[b]Sex:[/b] Feel free to add gender identity as well if relevant

[b]Appearance:[/b] Description or image is fine

[b]Place of Birth:[/b] Do you even know?

[b]Path:[/b] Knight, Lancer, or Scribe; Knights will focus on combat, Lancers will be pilots, drivers, and mechanics, Scribes will be our our research and engineers (medic, hacker, or other intel can live here, too)

[b]Rank:[/b] Knight/Lancer-Sergeant or Lower; Senior Scribe or lower

[b]Equipment:[/b] Think of your path. Knights likely carry more weapons, armor, and ammo, while a Lancer likely has more tools/navigation supplies, and Scribes are the most likely to justify bringing a book. Also, remember that the more gear you carry the heavier your character will be. It's going to be pretty hard to stealth through an alley with a minigun, hunting rifle, and laser musket. For good measure, give us a sense of how you carry everything (Fjallraven bags are pretty groovy).

[B]Notable Talents:[/B] Give me three strengths or abilities we're likely to see from your character.

[b]Laughable Failings:[/b] Make us laugh with three weaknesses or personality defects that will likely come forward in the game.

[b]Personality:[/b] What makes you tick? Does your character hate anything not necessarily human, or do they just go along with the Brotherhood? This helps us understand how your character sees the world and may act in the future. Please include how your characters feels about authority.

[b]Short Background:[/b] Everyone has a story. Tell us the parts relevant to who your character is today and how they ended up here. Let's go ahead and assume this iteration of the Brotherhood is relatively progressive, so don't shy away from interesting origins.

[Andreyich]

Count me the fuck in @Lo Pellegrino

[Hank]

Sounds awesome. I'm in. Do you want to see a CS from us now or when the OOC thread goes up?

[Lo Pellegrino]

@Hank @Andreyich Welcome guys! Go ahead and get rolling on your character sheets. Thank you both for jumping in so quickly and don’t hesitate to shoot me any questions you might have.

[Hank]

Will do. The character I'm working on is a young female Vault Dweller from Montana who's pretty new to the Brotherhood and will be an Initiate at the start of the RP. The rescue mission will be her chance to prove herself, as it were.

[Andreyich]

@Lo Pellegrino I'm going for a hella green BoS born Knight. Aced all his training so he thinks he's hot shit that can take on the whole wasteland because he earned himself some T45 but boy is he in for a surprise. Sound cool?

[Lo Pellegrino]

@Hank Montana to Massachusetts, talk about a journey! I bet she'll have some stories to tell on the vertiberd.

@Andreyich You know, that isn't too far off Arthur Maxon's background. I wonder how much of Maxon's background your character will know and if that factors into his headstrong attitude. Just thinking aloud here.

Both of your concepts already have me dreaming up the interactions. I like what I see so far!

[Lauder]

I have an interest if you'll have me aboard!

[Jade113]

I'm also interested! Shot ya a PM!

[Lo Pellegrino]

I'm loving the interest so far! Expect the OOC to launch by Wednesday.

@Lauder I certainly appreciate your interest. Others have taken to sharing brief concepts for characters and, I believe, are working on full CSs. You're welcome to follow suit or dive into creation. Folks will either be accepted based on their character sheets (it's not a race and I'm more likely to help workshop solutions than deny people).

@Jade113 Just replied. Already making me bust out that thinking cap, I like it!

[Hank]

I present Initiate Grimshaw for inspection.

CS

Name: Laura Grimshaw.

Date of Birth: 2261-01-03 (23 years old).

Sex: Female.

Appearance: Laura’s physique is hardly imposing; she stands 5’4” (165cm) at her full height and weighs 125 pounds (56kg), making her quite short and scrawny compared to some of the veritable giants in the Brotherhood of Steel’s Knight division. That said, the weight she does have is mostly lean muscle and Laura has only just enough fat on her bones to fill out her womanly attributes. Her lack of experience as an Initiate shows itself in the wholeness of her sun-kissed skin, which would be pale if not for her tan, where the only scars she has are a small assortment of childhood mementos in a world that is inherently dangerous and in which everyone acquires a few cuts and bruises over the years, no matter who they are. Even her feet and her hands are dainty and look more like a Scribe’s than a Knight’s, but Laura is determined to prove her mettle as a warrior.

Her face is pleasant enough to the eye, her features free of radiation damage, as she sheds the last vestiges of girlhood and assumes a woman’s face. High cheekbones push her eyes into an almond-shaped slant, framed by the feminine arch of her brow, and her straight and modest nose has obviously never been broken before. Her lips are full, tipped by a cupid’s bow and have a natural blush to them. A smattering of faint freckles on her cheeks give her face a little character, but otherwise her skin is smooth and flawless. The sapphirine brightness of her eyes contrasts sharply against her voluminous black hair, usually worn in an asymmetrical, elegant parting, but Laura carries a hair tie with her to keep her hair out of her face when things get… well, hairy.

Place of Birth: Vault 49, Montana, United States.

Path: Knight.

Rank: Initiate.

Equipment:

Brotherhood fatigues: All-weather combat fatigues fashioned from dark wool and tan fabric. Includes gloves and leather boots. Provides a modest amount of protection and features enough pouches and straps to carry all of Laura’s gear.

AER9 laser rifle: A gift from the Paladin that sponsored her initiation into the Brotherhood, it now serves as Laura’s primary combat weapon. It’s standard-issue, the only modification being the inclusion of a scope to better make use of Laura’s sharpshooting skills.

N99 10mm pistol: Common sidearm, also unmodified. Laura has etched her father’s name into the side of the barrel.

Combat knife: Stick ‘em with the pointy end, although this particular knife has a serrated blade -- slashing works just as well and causes vigorous bleeding.

Explosives: For blowing things up, of course. Her inventory at the start of the mission includes the following:

• 3x fragmentation grenades.
• 1x fragmentation mine.
• 2x molotov cocktail.
• 1x pulse grenade.

Ammunition: Can’t shoot without some good ol’ lead or juice.

• 4x fusion cells, 30-shot capacity.
• 5x clips of 10mm ammunition, 12-shot capacity.

Notable Talents:

Sharp-Shooting Sharpshooter: What Laura lacks in combat experience she makes up for in hours on the range, both in her native Vault 49 and during her time with the Brotherhood. She’s a crack shot with any type of firearm, which naturally leads into her preference to engage the enemy from range.

Where’d She Go?: Lithe, little and light on her feet, Laura is gone and out of sight before you know it. This usually goes against the standard Brotherhood doctrine of victory through overwhelming application of force, but variety is the spice of life and nobody can deny the effectiveness of a laser shot through the back of someone’s head at 150 paces.

Resourceful: Initiate Grimshaw is full of grit and ingenuity, necessary traits and skills in a Vault that requires constant maintenance and doesn’t have infinite resources. She is quick to come up with unorthodox applications of whatever happens to be at hand to solve problems and good at using the environment to her advantage.

Laughable Failings:

Arachnophobe: Even a world full of Deathclaws, Cazadors and Mirelurks, Laura’s terrified of spiders. They’re just so… creepy!

Sensitive Soul: The camaraderie of soldiers is filled with playful banter and snide jabs at each other. Unfortunately for Laura, she has a hard time telling if people are serious when making jokes at her expense and it’s happened more than once that she’s burst into tears when made fun of, or sulked for days before clearing the air, much to the bewilderment of her fellows. She fears loneliness more than being embarrassed, however, and is quick to forgive.

18-Carat Run of Bad Luck: Electronics have a habit of breaking in her hands -- they just stop working sometimes. She swears she didn’t do anything wrong! Her frustration at this and the apparent ineptitude with fancy pre-war stuff it betrays was part of her motivation to go down the path of the Knight and not the path of the Scribe.

Personality: Having been born a Vault Dweller has shaped Laura’s personality and still determines most of her values and morals. She grew up surrounded exclusively by other humans, having never seen a Ghoul or a Super Mutant until she was a grown woman, and finds it difficult to empathise with them -- not to mention that they were responsible for the death of her father. The Brotherhood’s mission of keeping dangerous technology out of the hands of others seems noble enough to her and their adherence to hierarchy and protocol is familiar to her, bearing a strong resemblance to the regimented life of a Vault Dweller. Therefore, it was an easy decision to sign up.

When it comes to regular people, Laura is as personable as it gets -- the very opposite of a lone wolf. Kind, helpful and supportive, it’s in Laura’s nature to be a positive force for the people at her side. She knows what it’s like to be stuck with the same people day in and day out, working as a team, and makes the most of it, trying to befriend everyone and keep close the people she cares about. She’s been in a few relationships but nothing too serious and especially now that she’s got something to prove in the Brotherhood, she isn’t actively looking for something to distract her from her goals. Friends, on the other hand… can’t have enough of those.

Her anger ebbs away as quickly as it comes on in the hot flashes of emotional outbursts, and while she’s courageous, sure, Laura is far from the fearlessness of a dyed-in-the-wool Paladin. In short, she’s not quite as much in control over her emotions as she wants to be. There’s still much room for her to grow. Her fear of spiders is her only phobia, but Laura is also susceptible to more ordinary fears: to be found wanting or weak is something she works very hard to avoid, and her worst nightmares are filled with the idea that there is no hope for the world after all, and that she will be resigned to returning to Vault 49 empty-handed, with nothing to show for their mission but the death of her father.

She misses him dearly and hopes that he is proud of what she has become, for he had just as much of an idealistic view of what the world could be as Laura herself did. This idealism expresses itself in a fascination, bordering on an obsession, with the Brotherhood of Steel, its mission and its people -- especially the leaders. People like Elder Maxson and Paladin Danse are living legends to Laura and she uses her spare time to record the Brotherhood for posterity and capture its spirit in her drawings. On the other hand, Laura is aware that it was never part of the plan for her and Thaddeus to go missing indefinitely and the day will come that she must return to Vault 49 to establish two-way communication with the nexus of civilization that she’s found: the Brotherhood. She wants to prove herself before it comes to that, however.

Short Background: If there was ever an experimental purpose to Vault 49, it has been long lost to memory. Located in the remote wilderness of Montana, the Vault has been open for a long time and its inhabitants make by with a combination of the hydroponics plant inside the facility and the resources they can gather from the surrounding hills and countryside. Being such a rural location, the vicinity of the Vault was spared the worst of the bombardments and there are still relatively verdant areas in which wildlife roams and sometimes even flourishes.

Laura’s father was part of the recon-teams, armed with hunting rifles and Vault security armor, that made sure the area around the Vault remained safe and that the hunter-gatherers could do their work in peace. Her mother worked in the hydroponics plant and was an artist in her spare time, drawing and painting portraits of the Vault Dwellers as they went about their lives or posed for her brush -- in lieu of a functioning camera, Sarah’s work was the closest they could get to a record of their lives. Laura’s earliest memory is of her mother at work and her second-oldest memory is of her mother sharing her pencils with her and patiently teaching her how to draw.

As the years went by, a nagging question developed in the back of the Vault Dwellers’ minds: what happened to everyone else? Montana seemed to be empty, but surely there would still be some form of civilization elsewhere? The recon-teams began to range farther and farther, staying away for weeks at a time, as they explored the remains of the Old World around them. Laura and one of her brothers, Thaddeus, born with the same inquisitive streak as their father, began training as soon as they were able, eager to follow in their father’s footsteps, and many an hour was spent on the shooting range and pouring over old maps to familiarize themselves with the lay of the land. Their other siblings (Joseph, Karen and Robert) had no interest in the world around them and focused on life in the Vault, but Laura and Thaddeus dreamed of the day they would follow their father, Deckard, into the world and on a mission that would reconnect Vault 49 with the rest of the world -- and Laura dreamed of capturing it all on paper, armed with her pencils and erasers, just like her mother had taught her.

While she had friends and even a string of boyfriends growing up, Laura’s mind was fixed on the unknown world above the surface and the only thing that never failed to rapturously capture her interest were her father’s stories whenever he returned to the Vault. He told her about the beasts they’d fought and the vistas they’d seen, but Deckard could never shake the melancholy from his voice. The world was empty. In all their travels, they’d never found another living human. There was evidence of post-war civilization, for they did find ramshackle huts and overgrown shelters, but they were all abandoned. Where had the people gone, they wondered?

The day of truth came shortly after Laura’s 18th birthday. Together with a few other members of the recon-teams, Deckard, Thaddeus and Laura prepared themselves for a long expedition to the east coast, towards what had been the bastion of authority of the United States of American: Washington D.C., the Capital Wasteland. They set off with as many supplies they could carry, armed to the teeth and each of them willing to lay down their lives for the good of the mission. They felt like the astronauts of old, who had been the first to set foot on the moon, as they set off into the unknown -- on foot.

It took them months. Where Montana had been empty and verdant, the other states they encountered were quite different… and some of them outright hostile. As they came closer to the coast they began to encounter other humans and found to their dismay, their initial joy overturned, that many of these communities were xenophobic, beleagered by raiders and hazardous creatures, or dangerous themselves, and the Vault Dwellers faced suspicion or violence wherever they went. Shootouts and firefights became common and Laura’s initial shock in the face of bullets whizzing past her head was quickly replaced by grim determination. They started out with 15 men and women. By the time they reached the edge of the Capital Wasteland, there were only 8 of them left. Deathclaws, raiders and Ghouls had taken the others, and Laura was haunted in her nightmares by memories of their scouting party being stalked at night by giant predators or cut to pieces by deranged, filthy lunatics on drugs. Despite her best intentions, her sketchbook was mostly empty and her pencils remained sharp. There was precious little in this world that she wanted to remember, let alone record for history’s sake. That said, she resolved not to have these experiences shape her opinion of the human race and the world; there had to be something more. What was the purpose of the Vault, if not to preserve them for the future? That meant that there had to be a future worth experiencing, surely?

Their answer came as they reached the Capital Wasteland. Tragically, just before the finish line, Deckard was killed by the party’s first encounter with a group of Super Mutants, as were three of the others. Thaddeus and Laura were among the very few final survivors when the Brotherhood of Steel arrived by glorious Vertibird and destroyed the Super Mutant force within minutes. There was the future she had been waiting for: valiant men and women in giant suits of armor, like the old pre-war photographs, fighting for a better world. Eternally grateful and with nowhere else to go, Laura and Thaddeus buried their father and immediately signed up to join the heroes that had avenged his death, while the other survivors of their scouting party decided to rest and enjoy the cradle of civilization that the Capital had to offer. Pretty soon, Laura and Thaddeus lost track of them and threw themselves fully into the life of the Brotherhood.

They were always close but grew even closer after Deckard’s death. They were strangers in a strange land and while the Brotherhood was welcoming and reassuring in its organisation and honorable conduct, the inescapable truth was that they were each other’s only link to their old lives in the Vault. The two siblings initially envisioned themselves riding and dying together, but it became evident that they had different paths to follow. Laura wanted to be a Knight in shining armor, whereas Thaddeus was more fascinated by the angelic, flying vehicle that had delivered their saviours in their hour of need. They argued fiercely, for they had promised to never abandon one another, but neither could be swayed. Thaddeus would be a pilot and Laura would be a warrior. Once the matter was settled, there were no hard feelings and they agreed to keep in contact and see each other as much as possible, but not to the detriment of their respective careers.

Laura took to making friends easily and her skills as an artist, a are quality in the wastelands of the 23rd century, made her popular with the rank-and-file and officers of the Brotherhood alike. It wasn’t long before Laura found herself drawing the likeness of Paladins and Senior Scribes, though the day that she will be allowed to capture Elder Maxson eludes her still. She wanted to be more than just the Brotherhood’s remembrancer, however, and focused on her training as much as anything else. The girl that had trekked from Montana to Washington proved herself to be as quiet as the night and as unseen as the wind and it was these talents that gave her drill-sergeants the idea to teach her the art of marksmanship. Laura took to it quickly and receiving the bullseye-patch of a designated marksman was one of the proudest achievements of her life.

Now, after a few years spent learning the Brotherhood’s history and machinations, familiarizing herself with the remnants of civilization on the east coast, wrapping up her training and blunting her status as a total greenhorn on patrols and tech retrieval missions, Laura -- or as her newfound brothers and sisters know her, Initiate Grimshaw -- has been selected to prove her mettle on a rescue operation in the mysterious Commonwealth while her brother Thaddeus completes his Lancer training back in the Capital Wasteland. She’s excited and ready, though she wonders… when will it be time to return home and tell everyone, her mother and her other siblings, of the world she found?

[spicykvnt]

Potentially working on a female, early/mid 40s surgeon.

edit; more background/brainstormy
- a very accomplished career surgeon;
- very depressed, introvert type - perpetually gloomy but still doing her best to help people.

[Andreyich]

@Lo Pellegrino
Quick question, are we following Fo3/NV or the fourth game in regards to power armour?

[Andreyich]

Anyway @Lo Pellegrino an experimental CS

Daniel Estevez

Name: Daniel Tomas Estevez

Date of Birth: Born on the 2nd of January 2264, Daniel is 20 years old.

Sex: Male

Appearance: Daniel has a colouring of mud-brown hair and eyes of more or less the same shade, along with fairly pale skin the pale off-white used in white paint. He is typically well groomed with moderate length hair and a clean shave. He has fairly small ears and nose, but shapely though not exactly strong chin and cheekbones. Daniel has a fairly muscular build, every part of his body thoroughly worked to have a competitive edge over the low life of the wasteland. He is well above the malnourished and irradiated height of most of America's current denizens but more or less average for a member of the Brotherhood.

Place of Birth: Lost Hills bunker.

Path: Knight

Rank: Knight

Equipment: T45 Power armour - not the most comfortable or protective power armour accessible to the Brotherhood, it is also very slow but it is the easiest to maintain, while providing much strength to help in combat, and be a pack mule of sorts for the squad. The selected modifications for it are lead plating and a targeting HUD, though Daniel hopes he can find more in the wasteland.

M14 Rifle - A classic chosen for its great potential at long range, not particularly high maintenance, and even the ability to be a squad automatic weapon when Daniel loads larger magazines into it, ignoring much recoil thanks to power armour. Furthermore, it has many modifications possible from silencer to optics both of which have been brought along.

Recharger Pistol - A parting gift from family, it is a laser pistol that's light on the logistics.

Gatling Laser - the real squad automatic weapon, the Gatling laser is in the right hands enough to suppress whole raider bands, ruby red streaks frying men to ash. It is of the pattern found in the Capital Wasteland.

Logistical bags - these are filled with everything from ammunition, to food, to water purification tablets to medicines. In a long haul these can save many a life.

M112 C4 Charges - while the Knight has no use for bringing along his own grenades instead preferring to take those he finds in the wasteland, C4 is a uniquely useful tool. From demolishing buildings, to collapsing caves and tunnels, to breaching vaults, to making defences, the plastic explosives are even useful as tools of barter should the squad need something in particular from a trader.

Combat Knife - a nasty chopper, if a man in power armour hits you in the flesh with this you're probably dead.

Rucksack - A very large thing in which most of Daniel's equipment is carried, it towers well above his head and helmet with all the things in it.

Holster - placed at his hip for the recharger pistol

Reckon armour - worn below the power armour.

Fusion Cores - carried to make sure his armour never runs out of charge.

Doctor's Bag - always useful on the frontlines

Weapon and armour repair kit - when you're wearing power armour and carry three guns, these are a must.

Notable Talents:

Drilled to all hell: Daniel's life has been very regimented since he could walk, having daily excercise, education and practice with arms. He can shoot, wrestle, cook, maintain gear, even walk his power armour without a fusion core: anything a soldier might even in the most remote of situations have to do.

Knowledgeable ... For a grunt, anyway: While born with intelligence perhaps at average plus or minus a point on the SPECIAL scale he has been privileged to have access too much knowledge in his youth in addition to parents that forced him to accumulate it. Though he isn't going to be researching plants of the wasteland any time soon Daniel has a great many things stored in his head and will look for pre-War books in any environment he comes upon.

Eager and quick to learn: Daniel gets the hang of new ideas fairly quickly. But one demonstration of a new weapon will be followed by calm use of it; no instruction has to be repeated twice to him.

Laughable Failings:

Greener than a supermutant: The Knight has in spite of his best efforts not accumulated any practical experience of Knighting in the field. He has never shot at let alone killed a man. On paper he is a top of the line soldier, in practice....

Sheltered: Quite literally almost thirteen years of his life were entirely in a bunker, but even inside it he was even then fairly separate from other children. Daniel has never in his life experienced significant trauma. Similarly he has never dealt with any other excess emotion like rage, his life being almost sterile. He is trusting and most lies will go right to him, all this of course reflecting on his personality.

Baseless: Daniel is an idealist, which while not in and of itself bad is quite a flaw in his situation. While he is a good thinker, it can be very much argued he can't think for himself. Too often he looks to leadership for guidance, and will rarely if ever take initiative.

Personality: Daniel is an idealistic individual, a pair of rose tinted spectacles undeniably bolted to his face. While he isn't exactly arrogant he has never had anything to truly test his skills, and so can't imagine anything that his training wouldn't prepare him for. He is quite frankly an aimless and unambitious, he expects nothing of his life with no ultimate goals save for simply advancing up the hierarchy of the Brotherhood. He doesn't expect to become more than Paladin, long since making peace with the fact that while he will become a leader, Daniel shall never stop being a follower.

The young man has much faith in the mission of the Brotherhood of Steel, synths, ghouls, supermutants and all other filth of the wasteland unconditional subhumans to him and as an aptly described Knight it is his duty to liberate the world from them. Daniel is a very cheery and almost annoyingly polite individual, even in tense situations maintaining formal address.

Short Background: Daniel Estevez was born in the lost hills bunker to a family that can trace its origins back to the founders of the Brotherhood of Steel. Both of his parents were Paladins, each dedicated to their cause and instilling the same zeal in their four children.

From the day he and his siblings could speak Daniel was told that - one day - he would become a Paladin, or a Senior Scribe. He was subject to much learning and already began to have a military like schedule when his years were still in the single digits. Most of his adolescent speech and relationships were almost adult with Scribes and Knights, some occasional time spent with his brothers and sister.

The years went by quite uneventfully. Daniel's brothers went on to become scribes and his sister a Knight, and it was soon time for him to take a path. It was slowly but surely becoming clear that while he was most certainly a well educated boy Daniel would take after his sister. He wrestled and shot far better than he could debate or write.

The time came and he became an Initiate, all of he previous life rigorously preparing him for the experience. Short time passed before he became a Senior Initiate, gaining further training. He learned to use power armour and stealth boys, first aid, maintenance of equipment and chain of command. With flying colours he went on patrols to hunt molerats and radroaches, even managing a radscorpion. He became a Knight shortly after, earning his first suit of power armour.

Now his patrols became regular, he provided first aid to ailing wastelanders and he even fought ghouls. But beyond stopping men at gunpoint, he never saw any real action. He longed for it and yet could not come upon it, until recently an opportunity came up. A squad was being assembled to go to the commonwealth, for which he instantly volunteered. With a quick nepotistic recommendation by two Paladins and a show of his skills he was promptly added to the team.

[Lo Pellegrino]

@Stormflyx Sounds like quite the character. I very much hope to learn more about her. If potentially turns to definitely, of course. I certainly hope that happens, too.

@Andreyich Follow Fallout 4 for everything to do with power armor, except that only those with training can use them. Training comes standard for those in the knight path, though it's not odd for scribes to have a vague understanding. Lancers are not trained to man them, but they're also great with vehicles so they could certainly learn given time and help.

For anyone thinking of going Lancer, trust me, there are other benefits in store.

@Hank & @Andreyich: Thanks for submitting your characters. I will be giving feedback, praise, and condemnation via PM. The intention is to allow you to share as much or as little as you'd like should I ask questions (which I always do).

[Andreyich]

@Lo Pellegrino Ah, I shall be adding fusion cores to my equipment then

[spicykvnt]

@Lo Pellegrino

As part of my character's history and equipment (I guess), she has an old doggo, this doggo is very important in her story - would this be okay or nah?

[Lo Pellegrino]

@Stormflyx That’s a very creative way to use “equipment” and I love it.

[Hank]

@Hank & @Andreyich: Thanks for submitting your characters. I will be giving feedback, praise, and condemnation via PM. The intention is to allow you to share as much or as little as you'd like should I ask questions (which I always do).

@Lo Pellegrino

Very good. I did some brainstorming with @Stormflyx (huehuehue) and I'll be adding some quirks and expanding the history and personality a bit more to flesh things out. Just for flavor, mind, but thought I'd give you a heads up. Sheet might be longer when you get back to look at it.

EDIT: All done, sheet should be good to go now.

[Tangletail]

Im interested if theres room.

Probably going to make a lancer. Hard time with a rifle. Efficient enough with a pistol to keep himself alive. But you don't have him for his ability to shoot. You have him along for his ability to jurry rig and McGaiver what ever you need out of a pizza box, busted electronics and scrap metal. Probably recruited from texas. With a Kit of transportable turrets that can be easily picked up and moved around.