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A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Name: Rick Noel

Age: 24

Race: Caucasian

Sex: Male

Physical appearance: 5'11" Slimed to toned build. Brown hair. WIP

Skills: Skilled with robots, as part of his job was repurposing captured renegade synths. Still novice when it comes to the Synth components, but pre-war robots he can take a part and put together without any issues. Skilled with computers and energy weapons.

Personality: Friendly, outgoing, rather reckless sometimes.

Weapons & armor/clothing: Modified Combat rifle. It has short range scope and has been modified to use .308 rounds. Wears black or blue jeans. Kevlar vest with a white t-shirt on top, and an olive green jacket. Wears a pair of combat boots. However, when within Vault 88, he wears usual Insitute wear, along with a labcoat with SRB logo. Does not carry with him, left it at the vault.

(Previous) Occupation(s): Handler for Synth Rentention Bureau. Handed Coursers their missions. Currently tasked to explore and set up a base in north-eastern region of commonwealth.

Faction (Minutemen, Institute, BOS, Railroad, None. Etc): Institute

Backstory: He grew up in the institute, and had known nothing aside from it his whole life. WHen he was given a choice to pick a career, he chose SRB, as he thought it perhaps would mean he'd get to see the surface world. He was wrong. His job mainly consisted of reviewing intelligence dosiers, canding Coursers their assignents and reprogramming captured renegade synths.

Everything changed when Father allowed the stranger to enter the institute. Rick was fascinated with him, after all he was the first surfacer he had ever seen. Yet this man whom Rick slightly admired, became his worst nightmare. He launched an attach on the institute and set the reactors to explode. He may have activated the evacuation, but it was still a huge betrayal.

The transport relay worked in overdrive getting everyone out of the institute. They were dropped off somewhere south of Boston. Before he evacuated, Rick grabbed a crate of weapons, everyone had grabbed various crates with equipment. he had figured it would be dangerous in the surface world, and he was right.

Ayo was leading this roup, and he had received message to head to a set of coordinates. Rick opened the crate and handed the weapons out along with some ammo. They proceeded to the coordinates, but found themselves under attack from raiders. Luckily, they had a group of Gen 2 synths that provided protection along with some Coursers. One of them showed and helped Rick how to shoot, and he was glad they were there to help.

Having arrived to the location, it was some sort of quarry. Everyone that was armed, including Rick were sent forward to assault the quarry. The other group of survivors were arriving, and eventually quarry was surrounded. Killing the raiders from a high vantage point was easy. Rick had never been so excited.

Soon they made their way in, it was a construction site for a vault. The main door had been placed but everything else was unbuilt. There was a ghoul woman, there. She proved usuful and her expertise was used to construct a new home, a new institute. She would be the first and only ghoul accepted into their ranks.

After four years of building and toiling, the vault was shaping to be a home. However, Rick longed for the outside world and requested to be assigned to the exploratory missions being launched. Since he possessed survival knowledge and was able to shoot a gun, he was permitted to go and explore. He was to report back on his findings on a regular basis.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Vault 88
"I'm telling you, one of our rifles might make you stand out far too much among surface-dwellers. Here take one of the modified Combat Rifles. It has a scope and uses what they call .308 bullets. " a man dressed is a freshly laundered white lab coat told Rick.

Rick nodded, "But can I at least take one of our pistols? I'll feel lost without it...I must admit, this is quite exciting. It's one thing to always review case files, but another to get to explore above."

"Don't get too excited. The top is a shit hole. And even this vault will never compare to what once was our institute."

"Well I know that. But we are doing the best we can. At least we have running purified water, generators are now online so it's no longer dark, and the greenhouse is growing fresh food. All we have to do is maintain the secrecy." Rick replied as he put on a pair of black jeans and a white shirt over his Kevlar vest. He then put on a olive green jacket and smiled.

"Just watch out kid, the top is not as friendly or easy going as you imagine. But this is your choice. Just make sure to check in constantly. More importantly if someone sees pistol just tell them you got it from Cricket. Oh, if you for some reason happen to see someone you recognize watch what you say. Do not want to put them." The man handed Rick a backpack with supplies.

"Don't you worry, I will take care of myself." Rick smiled and walked through the door. He found himself in a corridor leading to the vault door. Along the corridor were various cameras and turrets. The cameras ran bio-metric scan on him, and soon was given a green light to proceed.

Ever since the Devil had destroyed the institute, new measures were taken up to prevent a future incident. He arrived to vault gate, generation 2 synths guarded the entrance. As he entered the room he extended his arm out. They scanned it and and they proceeded to open the gate.

He was excited, this was his first venture to the surface. Well first since the great exodus. As the vault door opened he stepped through, the outside of the vault was protected by various cameras, scanners and turrets. He could feel the turret and cameras follow him as he walked. He reacts a set of double doors that required a code. He entered his code and it swiftly unlocked and opened.

From here he walked down another dimly lit hallway. This was under the quarry. What made room special were the vents. As other rooms, this one had cameras and scanners. If an unknown was detected. The top vents would open up , flooding the room with radioactive water from quarry. Water would drown anything in there, and after 10 minutes, bottom vents would open up draining the water and leaving the remains to be cleaned up and scrubbed by gen 1 cleaning synths.

He was at end of hall and entered his code again, to open this set of double doors. Once he stepped through they swiftly closed. He was now inside what looked like a shack. A man sitting on a corner nodded as Rick walked by. One of the top side guards.

A select few guards posed as settlers after the raiders were taken care of. This allowed full control of who entered and exited the vault. This vault was not going to suffer same fate as the Institute.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Salem

Ace headed back to the diner as it was getting late. In front of his door was a cooler, and inside the remains of a mirelurk. *It seems Rook has left me a gift. Why is that mutant trying so hard to get us to accept him.* He scratched his head as he pondered the question, but nevertheless, it was something he could use to cook.

Rather than head to bed he prepared the mirelurk to later use in milelurk cake and chowder. As he was working, he heard the newcomer called Adam, run down the dark streets calling for Rook. Ace shaked his head in disbelief, and said to himself, "Just who would seek out and wake up a sleeping Super Mutant. He must be new around these parts."

Soon he was done and headed to bed. He looked at a terminal, and saw he had received a message. *Payment received. Expect delivery soon.* Tom's courier had done his job and delivered the case. As he laid on his bed, his thoughts turned to Brandy. *What am I doing? I can't stop thinking of Reggie... I don't want to hurt Brandy, like I did Reggie.*

------------------------Next morning--------------------

Ace woke up early. He turned in his bed and grabbed a small flask and took a quick drink of whiskey. As he sat up on his bed, he opened the small drawer and pulled out a picture. It was him and Reggie embracing, with the ultra-luxe in the background. He started to get teary eyed, and imediately placed the picture back in drawer.

He grabbed a pair of semi clean military fatigues and headed upstairs. The sun was just starting to rise in the sky, and the town was quiet. He holstered his pistol, after ensuring it was loaded. He grabbed a bottle of water and a small towel and headed out the diner. He locked up and started a steady jog. He headed south of Salem, past the Witchcraft Museum and avoiding the crater, to avoid the Children. He ran about an hour heading down the old 107. The jog reminded him to ask Tom to look for sneakers for him.

Soon he would be at Finch Farm. He could see the main watchtower in the distance, the one that extended to the broken down highway above it. He arrived at the main gate, and a queue was forming for people to go in. Every visitor had to check in, after all it was just a settlement, but a Minutemen Outpost.

Finch farm marked the nothernmost point of influence in the area. They controlled the farm and the highway overpass above it. The wait for him was but a mere formality, he had gotten to know most of the guards, as he often jogged here on a weekly basis. One of the guards saw Ace, and motioned for him to step forward and the big metal gate was opened. A large wall of mixed material sourrounded most of the farm, it reached the water line, and there spiked metal rail wall stretched the length of the coast, mainly used to stop mirelurks.

Ace passed headed for the market next to the shack owned by the Finch family. They were some of the first to join the revamped Minutemen, and were more than eager to allow their land to become an outpost. Daniel and Jake were arguing, which was pretty common sight, so Ace didnt pay them much mind. He headed over to the stand being run by Abigail, "Well good morning Abby. Listen I'm running low on milk, can you send someone to salem with 3-4 crates."

"Nice t see you bright and early Ace. Why I'll have daniel Head out there as soon as possible. I need him to get some Mirelurk meat from Barney anyhow, plus i had Barney tinker with Abraham's favorite rifle as birthday present." Abigail responded as she threw her arms around him and gave him a friendly hug.

Ace nodded his head, and headed over to their shack. Right next the Finch's shack was a large building. In it were rooms and stalls. Ace's main reason to go there was to take the elevator to the overpass command center. He boarded the elevator along with some minutemen guards, and headed up. The structure was solid, but rickety, if the commonwealth was ever hit by an earthquake, he doubted it would stand, but this area of the country didn't have to worry about that.

He arrived at the center and headed inside. He knocked on a door that read Captain, "Abraham, how's it going this morning?"

Ace stepped inside and saw Abraham by a radio, "Well Ace, I've asked you a milion times to call me Captain... Whatever. Have you heard the recent reports on the radio station? About the assault on Mass bay Medical? Just got word from the Castle we've taken the place. No easy feat, we lost about 10-20 guys and quite a few injured. Can't say the same for the Gunner's. They were caught off guard, and quite a few were killed and many more captured."

"What's going to happen to the captured?" Ace asked as he sat on a chair and put his feet up on Abraham's desk.

Abraham pushed Ace's feet of and shook his head, "Well Preston and the higher ups hate Gunners. I imagine they'll be put on trial. I imagine some will be given option of recruitment. After all most those guys seek room and board in order to stay out of the wastes. Others will probably be hanged, especially the officers. Most of them have committed heinous crimes."

"Tell me Ace, when will Salem join the Minutemen Innitiative? The more settlers join, the stronger our resolve and our mission will be." Abraham says as he began to light up a cigar and took a seat on a couch next to a window that oversaw a great view of the commonwealth.

"look, if it was up to me, I'd say maybe. Barney wants to have everyon in town make such a decision, he doesnt want to make it himself. Listen I got to go. Lots of hungry mouths to feed and many caps to be made." Ace shook Abraham's hand headed for the door. As he made it back down to the ground, a new caravan had arrived.

Luckily for him, it came with the new weekly edition of Publik Occurences. He grabbed a large stack and placed them in a backpack loaned to him by Abigail. He put it on and headed back towards Salem.

Once he arrived to the the outer edge of the town, he could finally see the wall Rook had been working on. It was crude, but it would do. He pulled out the small tin from is pocket and swallowed a pill. He looked at the wall and made some mental notes, and started to pponder what to do about the gate. He walked over to the diner, but the door was unlocked.

He pulled out his pistol and headed inside. He could smell eggs and went over to the counter where he saw a plate of eggs, and a note. He went back over to the door and turned on the lights and flipped door sign to open. He took out the papers form the backpack and placed them on the counter. It looked like inside the paper there was what seemed an addition, a last minute article on the battle of Mass Bay Medical. It had basic info, no mention of casualties but mainly due to fact battle hadn't been over when it printed.

He took out a fork and storted prodding the eggs. He read the note and it was from Brandy. *Crazy girl broke in here. I hope she didnt use my kitchen...I better check she didnt leave anything on.* Ace checked everything, and it looked like she didn't cook it there. His concern was the fact Brandy tended to be accident prone.

He ate the eggs, and they weren't half bad. Oddly enough they were slightly burnt at the edges. *Odd, it's not easy to burn eggs.* At least he knew she had eggs, and could use some for his cooking. Ace turned the juke box on and put in on Diamond City radio. he went over to the old coffee pot and started to brew some coffee. The smell of coffee tended to lure people in.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich – Salem Coast

Before he knew it, Rook was fighting the mirelurk. The fight wasn’t short, and it seemed both had inflicted good shots on each other. Before long, rook had speared the creature and it went down. *If anything, that greenskin can fight*

As he stared through the monocular, he felt something next to him. He dropped the monocular, and his hand went for his gun. His head turned and Brandy had taken a seat next to him. His heart was racing, for minute he thought a mirelurk had sprung up next to him.

“Damn Brandy, you scared the shit out of me.” Ace said as he put his gun away, grabbed his monocular and placed it in his pocket.

“Ace, did I upset you? I didn’t mean to if I did I…” she buried her toes in the sand, “I just wanted you to know…I…I like you. I think maybe you should ask me out…OR, like Frieda said, I should ask you?” she took a sip of her drink, “Would you like some? It’s mufruit and vodka.”

Ace stared back at the ocean, let out a sigh, “No…I’m fine.” She pestered him again, knowing he was lying or keeping something from her. “Okay…fine.. you just embarrassed me in front of everyone. Okay… how do you think I feel? Or should feel.”

Ace stared as Adam and his Brahmin made their way across the pier below to one of the warehouses. He took along drag on his cigarette and offered her one. He took the second glass from her hand. It was quiet for a bit, with nothing but the sound of crashing waves. Ace could tell without looking at her, brandy was uneasy and tense.

Ace drank his drink in one gulp. He licked his lip, he quickly leaned over and planted a quick kiss on her lips. He jumped up, handed her the glass back, “Well it is getting late and I need to get up early tomorrow.” He started to walk away. When he was nearing the street, he turned around towards Brandy, and said loudly enough for her to hear, ‘Well it seems like you did just ask me out by the way. I expect flowers and chocolates.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Kouropalates Yeah, well if he ever heads into downtown Boston, he may gain some experience. OR even southwest of Salem

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Kouropalatesa lot would advise against running into a shack with a slumbering super mutant

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@tundrafrog1124that's alright. See cobra's above post it includes link to our discord channel

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich – Diner
As Ace talked to the newcomer, Brandy stood up, walked behind the bar and stood next to him. As he turned to face her, she threw her arms around his neck, causing him to slouch down. She stood on her toes and kissed him. He wasn’t sure what to do at the moment. He instinctively placed his arm around her waist, but then quickly removed them.

The kiss was short, but it felt like it lasted forever to Ace, she smiled, “Since you looked at me funny when I blew you a kiss earlier, I thought maybe you wanted a real one.”

She walked back to her stool and nearly fell as she tried to sit. Ace lightly smacked his lips, and scratched his head. “Y-eah… well ummm… You shouldn’t really come behind the counter Brandy. It’s for employees only.”

He pulled out the tin and took another pill. “We’ll be closing shortly, it’s starting to get late,” Ace said as he put the tin away and grabbed a box of cigarettes and lit one. He stared at Brandy, but quickly turned away when he thought he saw her look back.

He stepped out the diner, and immediately saw the two horses. *Only seen horses once in my life out west, yet here I see two in one day.* He walked up a road and walked in between some houses towards the cliff overlooking the ‘eastern’ side of the town.

He took a seat at the edge of the cliff top. He lit another cigarette, and stared out towards the ocean. He took a long drag of the cig, and inhaled the smoke for a while before expelling it out. He pondered Brandy’s kiss, it was not something he had been expecting. He couldn’t help but admit that he liked it and smiled thinking back about it. However, he wondered if she kissed because she liked him or because she was drunk.

He heard some noise, so he took out a small monocular he carried with him and looked towards the beach side, along where Rook’s wall was going up. He saw some movement, but it was just a mirelurk. Barney would probably be killing it soon, and there would be fresh mirelurk for the diner

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Diner

Ace grabbed a crate of beer and along with it a small square box. He took everything and headed back upstairs. He place the crate by the fridge and began to fill it with the beer.

He turned away from the customers and popped open the small case he had brought up. He grabbed what looked like almost a small mint and popped it in his mouth and washed it down with a nearby glass of whiskey he was having before.

After popping the pill, he close the case and put it in his pocket. He looked over at Rook as he talked with the new man, and overheard him ask a bout possibly building a gate. He grabbed the large jar he had given Rook, and filled it with more water, "Well if you want to motorize the gate, I can help with that. I can tinker with a motor and perhaps help out."

Making such a motor would be easy with him, back in the Brotherhood he was always tinkering with generators and motors, and getting them to work. A simple gate motor would be a piece of cake, plus it would aid in making the town safer.

He grabbed what few cold beers he had left and handed one to the current customers he had, "On the house, as long as you promise not to spill it or spit it out at me."

He looked at Brandy and smirked as he said so. He handed one to Frieda, who was more than happy to accept it, "Well hope to see you stay and around town. Lord knows we need more cute girls around."

As soon as he said that, another new face walked in to the diner. He seemed to be dressed in some sort of uniform or outfit he had never seen before. He inquired on the horse and whether Ace had seen anyone dressed similar to him around town.

Ace wrinkled his nose as he thought for a bit. He then remembered Steve asking for vegetable for the creature. Unsure whether he should mention Steve, Ace kept his answer vague. "Someone may have been looking for some food for it. However, they left a while ago. All I know, is they left in a hurry with the doc. You could find the doc on second floor of the church across the street."

Ace pointed towards the church as there was some dim light emanating from the second floor, "from looks of it, he might just be there."

War Never Changes

Sam & Sherman - Free Commonwealth of PA
As Sherman sat in on the meeting, the door opened as one of his colleagues walked in, and headed towards him. He leaned I and whispered in his ear. Sherman stood from his seat, “Please excuse me. I am currently being summoned.” He left the room and headed towards his suite. He handed a message to the messenger and he departed towards Vault 21.

Over at Vault 21, Sam was also approached by one of her colleagues. AS she stood up, “I’m very sorry Pontiff, our congress is sending a message and I must excuse myself. However, please consider what I said in regards to Three Mile Island.”

The messenger handed Sam the note, and she quickly read it as she headed towards their suite at the Ultra-Luxe. She walked into the room, and headed for the communications center they had set up in one of the rented rooms. She looked at the screen and before her was the Speaker of the Assembly, the Senate majority leader, and the heads of the political parties.

Sam bowed her head to greet them, “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for contacting us so early into our meetings. It is not as if we were in the middle of negotiations or anything. I am sure whatever you have to say must be important.”

“There’s no need for your attitude. We simply wish to ensure you haven’t dragged us into a war or conflict,” Replied a large, hefty man. He was the leader of the Whig party, and they currently controlled both houses and were proponents of peace.

“You can rest assured that conflict will not come from me. However, I cannot say the same for my fellow delegate here. As we all know the Vult party wishes nothing but to drag us into conflict.” Sam replied as she nodded to Sherman.

Sherman shook his head in disagreement and smirked, “You’re just unwilling to see the truth. The cult is a threat to our people and we need action. However, I may have found an alternative. I have forwarded you all a copy of an agreement of cooperation for the various nations on the east coast. Please read in its entirety and take to both houses for immediate vote. Essentially it will guarantee military aid if we do ever get attacked by the Cult.”

“For once, I must agree with my fellow delegate. Master Rodin, I left leadership of the party to you, I expect a yes vote from you and our fellow reps.” Sam spoke agreeing with Sherman and then addressing the larger man on the screen.

The screen went blank as the connection was terminated. Sam motioned for everyone to leave the room except for Sherman and two fellow delegates that were leaning against the wall. Sherman went to the terminal and made a new connection. A dark cloaked figure appeared on the screen, he was in a room dimly lit by torches.

Sam and the others bent their right knee and bowed their heads and they all said at once, “Intellectus Dominus, we are most pleased to be in your presence. Please guide us further.”

“No need for pageantry. I have intercepted and copied that document you sent to the party leaders. I must say these factions came up with a good idea for an alliance. This should give the cowards within the Whigs, the necessary push to go and attack the idolaters of the Cult. We will be able to finally wipe the heretic filth from existence. I will call forth the various leaders of our chapters, and put to action a plan. Sam, just ensure that the construction of the defensive line continues without problem. It took much wrangling to get it pushed through the appropriations committee. Once war comes, we’ll need those defenses to protect our people.”

“You can count on me my lord. Before, I left I made sure nothing would derail the project. Also, I am working on having the Armed Forces committee to have them place General de Payens in charge of the Army.” Sam replied as she looked down at the ground.

“Good. Then we shall have control of our armed forces. As we speak I have the best blacksmiths and engineers completing the armors for our soldiers. Soon the army of the righteous shall march. Now go forth and keep a diligent eye on the heathens.”

“Deus Vult,” They replied back and the screen went dark.
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It was morning already and the start of the 2nd day would soon begin. Same prepared herself, and waited for the others to get ready. They headed down to the conference room. Once again two of her guards, in the formal colonial outfits stood outside the door to the conference room, and the other four kept watch outside the casino and explored the area.

Sam and her fellow black clad delegates took a seat at the table to await the delegates. There would be much to be discussed with fellow members of the Keys and the Eastern delegates. Also, the COA would be a most welcome addition, especially if they had tech to offer.