[OOC] Fallout: Orleans

[Ulstermann]

I'm fine with that. Mind you you won't get any of the reward for killing the Marauder leader or turning he lighthouse back on- that belongs to Carson and Boss. But have no fear, many more secondary quests will become available.

[Voltus_Ventus]

I'm fine with that. Mind you you won't get any of the reward for killing the Marauder leader or turning he lighthouse back on- that belongs to Carson and Boss. But have no fear, many more secondary quests will become available.

@Ulstermann

That's fine, I just want to have a psycho fueled rampage through the light house, butchering my way to the exit. Then I'll join your possy.

[Ulstermann]

Well I'm in the process of writing my newest post, so it shouldn't be too long until we can meet.

[Voltus_Ventus]

Well I'm in the process of writing my newest post, so it shouldn't be too long until we can meet.

@Ulstermann

I hope shit hits the fan, it would make excellent cover for my gorey escape.

[Tuxedo Fox]

I could always create another character, to make up for the shortcomings on the revolutionary side. I even have an idea; a ghoul veteran of the Chinese Army who has lived in and around the Wasteland for years.

@Ulstermann

Lol I know you guys already talked about it but I just saw this. Sound's like he'd be a total mirrored image of Reynard-kinda a neat concept, two characters that were once somewhat the same (in regards to serving the republic) only to now be at complete and utter odds in what they believe.

[Ulstermann]

@Tuxedo Fox Yeah, I didn't see that you had created a character along those lines. But now that you mention it it could be pretty cool. They could even have known one another before the War, and have a 200+ year-old grudge.

[Tuxedo Fox]

@Tuxedo Fox Yeah, I didn't see that you had created a character along those lines. But now that you mention it it could be pretty cool. They could even have known one another before the War, and have a 200+ year-old grudge.

@Ulstermann

Yeah thats what I was thinking-Like the two could have had a "breaking off" point and been goin in opposite directions ever since. Dunno if you have read my guys bio but he is an extreme loyalist to the Souvreux (tottally misspelt that) bloodline, was thinking about bringing him in once the revolution really gets started. Actually meant to ask Odure if I could intro him listening to that recent radio broadcast while he kinda got ready for shit to hit the fan.

Edit: Im off to read your post and get one of my own up.

If you are interested in this idea and want some more details me and Odure talked about character wise that aren't in his bio shoot me a pm man.

[Ulstermann]

@Voltus_Ventus I can't find your PC anywhere. Am I just thick or haven't you posted one yet?

[Voltus_Ventus]

@Voltus_Ventus I can't find your PC anywhere. Am I just thick or haven't you posted one yet?

@Ulstermann

What ever do you mean? It is there, in the Character Tab where it always was.

[Tuxedo Fox]

<Snipped quote by Ulstermann>

What ever do you mean? It is there, in the Character Tab where it always was.

@Voltus_Ventus

I honestly cant find your character as well man-and I read about 4 pages worth of ooc looking for a link lol. I am 100% sure you were accepted and I have see your char before but, any chance you could throw it up in the ooc again for us mentally challenged rpers? *looks accusingly at Ulster while trying to pretend Im not just as completely lost*

[Voltus_Ventus]

Steeple Chase

NAME - Steeple Chase

AGE - 146

GENDER - Male

APPEARANCE - Steeple stands at 6'2, with narrow shoulders and a muscle bound physique, wrapped in scar flecked, milky white skin. On top of his head he has a coarse rug of hay yellow hair, short at the back and on the sides but long on top, combed to the right. He has a narrow head with a well defined, angular jaw and thin lips that always appear to be pursed; on the right side of his neck, he has tattooed the cog shape of a vault door with 121 at its center, just under which he had his Vault ID number tattooed in. Over top his body, he wears the remains of a vault suit, the trouser and belt parts mostly intact but the top, torso covering area, significantly tattered; so he ties that portion around his waist, with the knotted sleeves dangling from his belt buckle, tied to the handle of a Vault Tec lunchbox. Substituting the missing torso clothing, he wears a vault 121 t-shirt, wit the numbers boldly printed in yellow on the back. Stuffed into the back of his trousers, he has a blued .32 revolver and at his left he has a combat knife. However Steeple is no average guy, his entire left side is ghoulified, pale, thin skin draped over wasted, mottled muscle; the skin is slightly translucent and torn in some places, it doesn't appear to be fully attached to the flesh below, leaving areas that are loose and pliable and easy to tear off, hence the reason he has flappy patches of torn skin revealing angry, red muscle.

PERSONALITY - Steeple is a cocky and headstrong young man, who believes he can take on the world and whatever armor it is wearing. He often makes brash decisions and often comes out holding the short straw, but he bounces back just as fast and might just succeed the next time. He takes offense quickly and is often ready with a comeback, having studied you prior to a conversation, he may not always succeed but bless the boy, he plans. Though he is questionable in terms of how he perceives himself and others, he understand that when it comes down to business, he can’t slip up, saving mistakes for his personal endeavors and not when it comes to money. During jobs, he is often serious and highly irritable, wanting everything to go exactly as planned under threat of storming off and brooding. He is a gambling man, often taking risks by accepting impossible jobs and betting on impossible odds because he “had a feeling” and often against people who are much more powerful than himself. Though he would look like the person who would disrespect you in an instant, he has decent manners to those he feels deserving of them but not for those he has issues with. Apart from that, he knows how to have a good time, being a great person to be around when he's in a good mood.

FACTION - None Affiliated (Leans towards The Order)

BIOGRAPHY - Chase was born in vault 121, one of the few vaults that were actually meant to save people, to his drunk of a mother and a father of whom he had never met, as he died prior to Steeple being born. From the onset of his life it seemed that he was going grow up, live and die in the vault, If the mandatory tattoo on his neck wasn't enough evidence, he didn't know what was. But other then that life was normal, or as normal as life in a subterranean fallout shelter could be. Though at 10, his life started taking a turn for the worst; on his tenth birthday he wasn't presented with a PipBoy as others had been, there were none left in stock, instead he was given a pen and a book and was sent off to begin with his first vault responsibilities completely and utterly miserable. Life after that point was hell, he was the target of all the other children's malice, they poked fun at him for not having a PIPboy.. Or a father.

Years passed though, scars opened and closed but one thing was constant, his mother's sorrow. She had been utterly miserable, even a child could see that, the death of his father - her lover - had never left her. After he was old enough to care for himself, at the age of 14 or so, she had dropped mothering all together, instead favoring the bitter rim of acrid, home brewed alcohol. His childhood and young adult life was a depressed mess of disappointment and caring for his mother. Upon reaching 16 years of age he sat the GOAT, the Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test, "You can't fail this." he recalled his teacher telling him but the outcome sure did feel like a failure. Maintenance, where they put those who were good at nothing, he reported downstairs the very next day and his bad luck chanced by him once more. Steeple and the other apprentices were stood in front of a large projector screen, as the instructor explained something; as he stood, he caught fragments of a whispered conversation from behind him. His blood went cold. Apparently the two had taken a route that took them past his and his mother's quarters and had heard a commotion inside. Slowly he turned and started to push his way through throng of his peers, his instructor noticed and ordered him to get back into line, he kept pushing until he was out and dashed to his room. His mother was inside, yelling and struggling against the restraining grip of a large man; in fear and rage Steeple didn't think, picking up a pencil he and lunged at the man, pushing the sharpened implement into the man's back.

Eventually the man died and Jingo was in big trouble, he was held in solitary for months and when he was released for his disciplinary hearing he was greeted with bad news. He had to leave the vault, 'we can't have a menace like you continue to be among us.' They told him before unceremoniously shoving him out of the vault. At first he found it hard to cope he was crippled with fear but slowly, over weeks, that fear turned to resentment and that to anger. He didn't last long in the wasteland, after a few months he had gotten into trouble with some unsavory types and they were after his head for not paying his tab; they chased him into a pre-war power plant where they snuffed him out, shooting him and dumping his body into a waste vat.

Though that wasn't the end of the story.

He woke up with a groan to find himself still alive, walking out he caught a glimpse of himself in a reflective surface and began flailing and screaming in anger. He was a ghoul. After a hundred years, all his anger and hate simmered down into a dull throb, everyone he knew in the vault were now dead, replaced by their descendants and the people who ghoulified him were also most likely dead. He had no one to get revenge on.. So why bother?

S.P.E.C.I.A.L - [40 points - Maximum of 10]

STRENGTH - 4
PERCEPTION - 8
ENDURANCE - 9
CHARISMA - 3
INTELLIGENCE - 5
AGILITY - 9
LUCK - 2

OTHER -

PERKS -
- Bloody Mess
- Awareness
- Party Boy

There you go, it's also in the char tab.

[Tuxedo Fox]

Steeple Chase

NAME - Steeple Chase

AGE - 146

GENDER - Male

APPEARANCE - Steeple stands at 6'2, with narrow shoulders and a muscle bound physique, wrapped in scar flecked, milky white skin. On top of his head he has a coarse rug of hay yellow hair, short at the back and on the sides but long on top, combed to the right. He has a narrow head with a well defined, angular jaw and thin lips that always appear to be pursed; on the right side of his neck, he has tattooed the cog shape of a vault door with 121 at its center, just under which he had his Vault ID number tattooed in. Over top his body, he wears the remains of a vault suit, the trouser and belt parts mostly intact but the top, torso covering area, significantly tattered; so he ties that portion around his waist, with the knotted sleeves dangling from his belt buckle, tied to the handle of a Vault Tec lunchbox. Substituting the missing torso clothing, he wears a vault 121 t-shirt, wit the numbers boldly printed in yellow on the back. Stuffed into the back of his trousers, he has a blued .32 revolver and at his left he has a combat knife. However Steeple is no average guy, his entire left side is ghoulified, pale, thin skin draped over wasted, mottled muscle; the skin is slightly translucent and torn in some places, it doesn't appear to be fully attached to the flesh below, leaving areas that are loose and pliable and easy to tear off, hence the reason he has flappy patches of torn skin revealing angry, red muscle.

PERSONALITY - Steeple is a cocky and headstrong young man, who believes he can take on the world and whatever armor it is wearing. He often makes brash decisions and often comes out holding the short straw, but he bounces back just as fast and might just succeed the next time. He takes offense quickly and is often ready with a comeback, having studied you prior to a conversation, he may not always succeed but bless the boy, he plans. Though he is questionable in terms of how he perceives himself and others, he understand that when it comes down to business, he can’t slip up, saving mistakes for his personal endeavors and not when it comes to money. During jobs, he is often serious and highly irritable, wanting everything to go exactly as planned under threat of storming off and brooding. He is a gambling man, often taking risks by accepting impossible jobs and betting on impossible odds because he “had a feeling” and often against people who are much more powerful than himself. Though he would look like the person who would disrespect you in an instant, he has decent manners to those he feels deserving of them but not for those he has issues with. Apart from that, he knows how to have a good time, being a great person to be around when he's in a good mood.

FACTION - None Affiliated (Leans towards The Order)

BIOGRAPHY - Chase was born in vault 121, one of the few vaults that were actually meant to save people, to his drunk of a mother and a father of whom he had never met, as he died prior to Steeple being born. From the onset of his life it seemed that he was going grow up, live and die in the vault, If the mandatory tattoo on his neck wasn't enough evidence, he didn't know what was. But other then that life was normal, or as normal as life in a subterranean fallout shelter could be. Though at 10, his life started taking a turn for the worst; on his tenth birthday he wasn't presented with a PipBoy as others had been, there were none left in stock, instead he was given a pen and a book and was sent off to begin with his first vault responsibilities completely and utterly miserable. Life after that point was hell, he was the target of all the other children's malice, they poked fun at him for not having a PIPboy.. Or a father.

Years passed though, scars opened and closed but one thing was constant, his mother's sorrow. She had been utterly miserable, even a child could see that, the death of his father - her lover - had never left her. After he was old enough to care for himself, at the age of 14 or so, she had dropped mothering all together, instead favoring the bitter rim of acrid, home brewed alcohol. His childhood and young adult life was a depressed mess of disappointment and caring for his mother. Upon reaching 16 years of age he sat the GOAT, the Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test, "You can't fail this." he recalled his teacher telling him but the outcome sure did feel like a failure. Maintenance, where they put those who were good at nothing, he reported downstairs the very next day and his bad luck chanced by him once more. Steeple and the other apprentices were stood in front of a large projector screen, as the instructor explained something; as he stood, he caught fragments of a whispered conversation from behind him. His blood went cold. Apparently the two had taken a route that took them past his and his mother's quarters and had heard a commotion inside. Slowly he turned and started to push his way through throng of his peers, his instructor noticed and ordered him to get back into line, he kept pushing until he was out and dashed to his room. His mother was inside, yelling and struggling against the restraining grip of a large man; in fear and rage Steeple didn't think, picking up a pencil he and lunged at the man, pushing the sharpened implement into the man's back.

Eventually the man died and Jingo was in big trouble, he was held in solitary for months and when he was released for his disciplinary hearing he was greeted with bad news. He had to leave the vault, 'we can't have a menace like you continue to be among us.' They told him before unceremoniously shoving him out of the vault. At first he found it hard to cope he was crippled with fear but slowly, over weeks, that fear turned to resentment and that to anger. He didn't last long in the wasteland, after a few months he had gotten into trouble with some unsavory types and they were after his head for not paying his tab; they chased him into a pre-war power plant where they snuffed him out, shooting him and dumping his body into a waste vat.

Though that wasn't the end of the story.

He woke up with a groan to find himself still alive, walking out he caught a glimpse of himself in a reflective surface and began flailing and screaming in anger. He was a ghoul. After a hundred years, all his anger and hate simmered down into a dull throb, everyone he knew in the vault were now dead, replaced by their descendants and the people who ghoulified him were also most likely dead. He had no one to get revenge on.. So why bother?

S.P.E.C.I.A.L - [40 points - Maximum of 10]

STRENGTH - 4
PERCEPTION - 8
ENDURANCE - 9
CHARISMA - 3
INTELLIGENCE - 5
AGILITY - 9
LUCK - 2

OTHER -

PERKS -
- Bloody Mess
- Awareness
- Party Boy

There you go, it's also in the char tab.

@Voltus_Ventus

lol I knew it was out there somewhere, just couldn't find it for the lifea me-thanks man.

[Ulstermann]

Thanks. I read this bio somewhere before, but I can't find it for the life of me.

[Lord Coake]

For curiosity's sake, and because I'd like some feedback, what were everyone's thoughts on my first post with the con artist duo? I want to make sure they're coming across the way I want them to.

[Letter Bee]

For curiosity's sake, and because I'd like some feedback, what were everyone's thoughts on my first post with the con artist duo? I want to make sure they're coming across the way I want them to.

@Lord Coake

They're awesome, and you maanged to get what you wanted across.

[Ulstermann]

@Lord Coake I thought they were real good. When I have a bit more time I'll have an NPC approach you with a quest offer. You should like it.

[Ulstermann]

@Lord Coake Gave you a quick response there mate. If you're interested, I'm offering a bank job.

[Letter Bee]

@Ulstermann, Cool post; will be replying shortly.

[Ulstermann]

@Letter BeeSure. If you're interested, the bank job is available to you too. I'll be posting it's details in the OOC shortly.

[Letter Bee]

@Letter BeeSure. If you're interested, the bank job is available to you too. I'll be posting it's details in the OOC shortly.

@Ulstermann

Thanks!