[OOC] Fallout, Tales of the Wastes [Need 3-5 Characters, can be Wastelanders]

[Earnest Evans]

Hi there, I'm the new co-GM @Vertical brought on! I'll be consulting with the GM on plot hooks, plot twists, and pretty much anything else to do with the story and setting. I may also come in and act as the GM if @Vertical so chooses. I hope we can have an enjoyable role-playing experience together!

[Mr_pink]

Welcome!

Also made a post, hope it was enough.

[Dirty Dan]

Heyy, Evans. I noticed that my character, Jackdaw, has the same first name as another Jack that won't be spoken of again in this OOC, from another Fallout role-play. Hopefully they won't play out the same. icri

[Vertical]

Post looked good, Pink.

[EWillden]

I cant wait to type out emotions for Osaki. As in she will never see her parents again, and that what has become of the vault when they flee it. "Has it been over run by the ref's and all those born in the vault inprisoned or worse killed?"

[Vertical]

I shall post this evening. You guys are not ready for what's going to happen.

[Mr_pink]

I shall post this evening. You guys are not ready for what's going to happen.

@Vertical

My body is ready.

[Dirty Dan]

My body is forever ready.

I guess I should post now, then.

[EWillden]

That was some deep stuff in that post.

[Dirty Dan]

Eh, thanks. I just wanted some sort of sacrifice for his actions.

[EWillden]

makes sense. Especially sense he is seeing a bunch of ref's getting gunned down, including his friends over punching two vaulties in the face.

[Dirty Dan]

Ohhh shit, stuff just went down/is going down.

Jack's pissed as all hell;; you can be sure that he's gonna kill him some vault peeps. However, he'll play it safe, despite his mind being in turmoil. Thanks for this though, Vert. This makes for some interesting character development, and morality issues for when the adrenaline goes down.

[Vertical]

No problem. Things are progressing perfectly.

[EWillden]

I posted again as well. I am loving where this is going. Also I think radiation is sinking into the air conditioning or something. Hense why a lot of engineers and workers are get sick. Radiation sickness that is. Bring on the ghoulification.

[Dasomen]

As per the 2 applicants bit. here's my go.

My Hider

Name: Johnny B. Elwood
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Caste Ranking: Vault Citizen
Physical Description/Appearance: The most distinctive feature of John (or johnny if you prefer) is his rather prominent Pompadour and that dark dark little spot on his chin where his goatee rests. beyond that his face is rather angular giving it an almost chiseled appearance. brown hair, blue eyes, a chissled face with a thick little "soul patch" of a goatee on his chin, what was not to like?

Standing around 6,6 and coming in just around 180Lbs john's a tall drink of water. Asside from the standard vault dweller uniform of coveralls and a pipboy 3000 John's got a Leather jacket with a big yellow 24 with red outlines on the back. His pipboy is also a tiny bit bulkier than most others as he's added extra speakers and a stronger receiver.
Biography: Johnny B. Elwood was what some people could call a problem child, others would call him a good child, up in the air really, depended on how well you knew him. Johnny had two problems really. his horrendous luck, and his tendency to get a little "friendly" with members of the opposite sex. Johnny had short flings with a few girls to be blunt. Being born in the vault was a bit of a blessing and a curse. some people looked at him with tented glasses in a respect. his parents both vault physicians. one would expect science, math, technology and the urge to mend people's wounds were in his blood! but yeah no. only thing his blood had in it was music as far as anyone was concerned. well music and ideas of getting into pants, lots of pants or so people thought. in reality it was just the pants of three individuals. First there was jenny in the diner, then there was sara down in laundry. and then there was susan. when these three soon got boyfriends near the end of the goat, three very jealous boyfriends and the friendly "visits" didn't stop, the overseer of course had to take a bit of action. rather than have a brawl erupt in any of those places because Johnny was a little too good, John was delegated to jukebox repair through careful manipulation of the computer code. John's luck though is also quite bad. sure melt downs happen, things go boom, things break in a spectacular manner. but of all the people to walk into those rooms right when that stuff happens, 9 times out of 10 it's john. If ever a vitomatic vigor machine was gonna give someone a luck score of 1.... john would be the first in line to get that score.
Other: Johnny was also considered for several other positions in the vault such as the Fry Cook, the laundry cannon operator, and including Pedicurist. However one of the overseers had a hand in his posting in order to avoid conflict in the vault. When his test scores were submitted the terminal "crashed", allowing the overseer to "rewrite" his scores which set him as a jukebox technician.

... wow first one i wrote before my comp crashed was a bit better T_T

[RangingWolf]

I want to get. Almost in but it'll take forever on my phone. God dammit. Expect a shitty post sometime tomorrow.

[RangingWolf]

Hope my post is okay. Vertical if you want anything changed let me know and I'll get to it asap.

[Earnest Evans]

Food for thought on the fun party going on in the Vault right now. We have a relatively clear idea of what might happen if the refugees are brought down and the riot is halted. But what would happen if the refugees won? What would happen to the security guards and administrators who weren't outright slaughtered by the rioting refugees? What about their friends and families, who apparently enabled this behavior and probably aren't reacting well to the deaths of the guards?

[Dirty Dan]

I feel as if the refugees are going to 'take over the vault', and most-likely execute the remaining, pure-blooded 'Vault-Dwellers'. Either that, or imprison them/take away their free will. Either way it goes, it won't be pretty or nice.

[EWillden]

Sounds like its time to say goodbye to the vault.