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4 yrs ago
Current @Potemking: I feel as though you may have a masochistic compulsion. I've broken many a controller over Soulsborne games.
4 yrs ago
*Has a feeling Jones reads too many romance novels*
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4 yrs ago
Redguards are technically the Arabians of Tamriel, so wouldn't shouting "Haji" make more sense? No disrespect to my Muslim buddies out there, just sayin'.
4 yrs ago
[2] It can also be effective in subverting the person's expectations. Take for instance Spec Ops: The Line. Looks like a boring military shooter, but is actually a grim look into the horrors of war.
4 yrs ago
[1]The 'cover' is meant to entice the person into partaking of the medium, just as an album cover would intrigue someone into listening to the music.

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I'm a human, so there.

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((Yes I know that pic ain't Fallout. Sue me! <.<))

Name: Xia-Mei
Age: 34
Ethnicity: Chinese

Appearance: No one truly has ever seen the beautiful face of Mei. Those that did only caught a brief glimpse before she "took care" of them. Her dark hair and dark eyes, while traits of her Chinese descent, display her efficiency and her cold lethality.

Personality: Being secluded for most of her life has had a significant effect on Xia-Mei's social development, but in her line of work there's no room for socializing, no room for friends. Rarely does she speak, and even more rarely does she smile. Despite her cold exterior however, the woman is capable of showing kindness, just on a few occasions. She may be a highly trained killer who lacks morality, but Mei also has a strong sense of justice. She will not tolerate the likes of vicious slavers and raiders, often killing them on sight.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L:

5 Strength
7 Perception
5 Endurance
1 Charisma
8 Intelligence
9 Agility
7 Luck

Tag Skills:
-Guns
-Sneak
-Lockpick

Minor Skills:
-Melee
-Science

Traits:
(None)

Perks:
-Rapid Reload
-Educated
-The Professional
-Finesse
-Night Person
-Fast Metabolism
-Silent Running
-Mister Sandman
-Robotics Expert
-Computer Whiz
-Ninja

Weapons & Equipment:

-.45 Auto Pistol silenced with night sights

-Combat knife

-Throwing Knives

-Varmint Rifle with black synthetic furnishings, silencer and enhanced night vision scope. ((Pretty much the Ratslayer))

-4 stimpacks

-1 canteen of purified water

Companion: None - There is no room for companionship in Xia-Mei's line of work. Too much of a liability.

Bio:

In the years leading up to the Great War, the Communist Republic of China had inserted spies behind enemy lines in the United States. They operated under deep cover, posing as normal civilians and passing on classified information to their handlers in Beijing, often times carrying out clandestine assassinations as well.

One such, Xia-Mei, was given the task of seducing a high ranking military officer living in Nevada, a scientist working on a way to sustain human life through cryogenic sleep. He was on the cusp of discoveringa breakthrough when Mei had entered his life.

Eventually as time progressed, the woman developed genuine feelings for the scientist. She ended up falling in love with him and the two married and had a daughter. The woman had strict orders to kill the man and pass his secrets onto the intelligence board, but Mei couldn't bring herself to betray the man she loved. Instead, she opted for the peaceful life of a loving housewife and mother.

This peace, sadly, would never last...

On the day the bombs fell in 2077, the man rushed his wife and daughter to the safety of a specially designed underground bunker ((not a Vault)) where they were cryogenically frozen. Many years passed, and the cryogenic chambers opened. Xia-Mei was the first to awake. Much to her tragedy, the scientist, her loving husband, was dead. Worse, her child had gone missing from the bunker.

Motherly instincts kicked in, and soon Xia-Mei set across the Mojave Wasteland in search of her daughter, relying only on her training as a spy. She eventually made it to the outskirts of New Vegas, but was ambushed suddenly by a rabid gang of Fiends. Though a skilled fighter, Mei found herself outnumbered ten to one. They quickly overpowered her and imprisoned her in Vault 3, where for six long months she became their personal "plaything".

Six grueling months of rape and abuse took their toll on the woman, forging within her a burning hatred for not just the Fiends but all savages of the wastes. Finally, that hatred spilled over the day she broke free of her captors, leaving a bloody trail of corpses in her wake.

Her body broken and fatigued, Mei found herself collapsing on a dingy, discarded mattress in the slums of Freeside. She awoke the next day, but to her surprise, she was no longer in the slums. Instead, she was in a strange concrete room, some sort of holding cell. A mysterious man's voice broadcasted over a speaker in the corner of the room, startling Xia-Mei.

"You've no need to be frightened, miss. I assure you I mean no harm. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mr. Robert Edwin House, founder of RobCo Industries and President, CEO, and Sole Proprietor of the New Vegas Strip. You're probably wondering where you are now, yes? You are in a room beneath the Lucky 38 Casino. My Securitron discovered you lying face down on a mattress after you escaped those loathsome Fiends. Oh yes, I know exactly who you are, Miss Xia-Mei. Once, you were an agent of the long forgotten Chinese Government. Your mission was to relay classified information to your superiors in Beijing then assassinate your assigned target. Instead, you fell in love with the man and had a daughter together. Now...that daughter is missing, and you'll do anythingto find her."

Xia-Mei was alarmed by how much House knew, even more so by the fact it was he who brought her to this cell...but why?

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" She inquired with eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Pragmatic as ever, House replied, "Twas only a generous offer. I could have left you to rot in that God forsaken cesspool, but a woman of your caliber is something that you do not waste. Secondly, I believe I've already introduced myself, unless you weren't paying attention earlier. I'm a very powerful man, Miss Xia-Mei. For years, I've been collecting information from governments all over the world. It was all in preparation for the day the great powder keg this world was sitting upon was lit....and my, was it ever lit. The point being, Miss Xia-Mei, your "talents" would prove invaluable to a man such as myself. I am willing to offer you a business deal. You work for me as my personal spy and assassin, and I will aid you in all I can to find your missing daughter."

"And if I refuse?" Xia-Mei hissed.

House laughed, "Then I would hate to do this, but...concealed in this very room are four 12.7 millimeter automatic turrets. All I have to do is press one button, and you, my dear, will be nothing more than a relic of the past...a bullet riddled relic of the past. So...do we have a deal?"

"Fine." Xia-Mei answered begrudgingly. "But only because I want to see my daughter again."

"You have my word we will find her, Miss Xia-Mei." House assured. "But until then...you have work to do."

Mei was reluctant to work for House, but nevertheless she served him dutifully gathering information for him and eliminating his rivals. It was at the peak of her career working for House when she was tasked with an assassination. A courier of the Mojave Express was hired by Mr. House to deliver a package to the New Vegas Strip, a platinum poker chip bearing the Lucky 38 insignia. The courier however got greedy and decided he was gonna take off with the chip and sell it for a hefty price.

He had only made it so far when Mei tracked him down just mere miles outside the settlement of Goodsprings. She was about to snipe him from the old water tower when she saw the courier get ambushed by a gang of men and a mischievous fellow in a dapper, checkered suit. Mei watched the arrangement taking place, only to witness the man pull out a gun and shoot the courier point blank in the head before taking off with the platinum chip. She would later discover the man's name was Benny, a two timing con-artist who schemed to take over New Vegas.

Her initial target presumed dead, Mei pursued Benny across the Mojave in order to kill him and return the platinum chip to House. She eventually ended up close to the town of Novac, where she was mistaken for an NCR spy and captured by Caesar's Legion. Mei was sent to Cottonwood Cove soon after, where she was to be transported to the Fort, interrogated, then crucified.

It was at Cottonwood Cove Mei discovered the horrible truth. Her daughter was captured by the slavers and sold to a wealthy man who had traveled down from the Commonwealth. Enraged by this news, the woman lashed out, brutally stabbing a Decanus she was handed over to for a night of fun, and made her escape.

During her captivity, many events had transpired. Benny was dispatched by an unknown assailant in his casino The Tops, Mr. House had been "deactivated", and the NCR had possession of the platinum chip. Also, Mei learned the Legion's most decorated commander, Legate Lanius, was preparing an all out assault on the Hoover Dam.

...but she didn't care about any of this...

As the Battle of Hoover Dam raged onward, Xia-Mei made preparations to leave the Mojave and make the long, arduous journey to the Commonwealth. She had no idea if her daughter was alive or dead, but one thing was for certain, she would find the man her child was sold to...and kill him.

Faction: Independent - During her journey, Xia-Mei has done various work for factions. Most of these jobs obviously were assassinations and gathering vital intelligence. However, Mei never considered herself a member of any faction she did business with. They were strictly a means of compensation for her.

The lone wolf prowls, seeking her lost cub.
@DriveEMOut@King Tai@Nikki Moonlight@bloonewb

They had all gathered in her lavishly decorated office, all ten of them, her deadly flock, and she, the shepherd that molded them into who they were. A wry smirk formed upon her luscious lips, her eyes twinking mischievously, even in the dim glow of her office as she stood, both hands behind her back.

~"Good morning, my angels of death."~ Hibana addressed them, her voice smooth as velvet as it escaped her lips, a sensuous purr. ~"I've missed you all summer, though, we have accomplished so much, you and I. Requiem is now more powerful than ever. We have cornered the drug market from our Colombian rivals, and now we manufacture and sell nearly eighty percent of all illegal narcotics in the world. All it took was the murder of eight prominent drug lords to incite a war between the major Colombian cartels. I can't thank you enough for a job well done..."~

Her voice trailed off however, her gentle, delicate features...now hardening like stone, her feigned smile receding into a bitter, vengeful scowl. ~"...is what I would be saying to some of you...if you didn't fail me."~ Hibana hissed like a black mamba coiling back to strike, her emerald eyes, the light fading from them, leaving two dark green orbs in sharp slits. The woman...was truly a serpent. ~"Out of ten operations, two of you failed! Your targets escaped and are still at large to this day!"~ As Hibana paced about the room before Class Noir, two students, visibly frightened, shivered at her mere presence. Twas as if Death herself had strolled past them. ~"No matter... The others will be sure to correct your mistakes, hopefully before the bastards launch a counter attack. These two, on the other hand, students, watch and learn... This organization does not tolerate failure, and neither do I. In fact, I frown upon it sorely. All failures shall be punishable....

BY DEATH!"~


The woman suddenly whirled around. Two loud, deafening bangs erupted throughout the room, followed by the two students crumbling to the floor, both with gory gunshot wounds spewing blood and brain matter. Hibana flipped her pistol back on safe and set it on her desk with an irritated sigh. ~"Just so we are clear, children, I will not tolerate any of you failing your contracts. You are paid handsomely for your services. We expect you to perform as well as you are compensated. If I am to ever hear that a target escaped unharmed...I will put a fucking bullet in your pretty little heads...JUST LIKE THESE TWO SORRY FUCKS!"~ She snarled pointing down at the two bleeding corpses with a sharp crimson fingernail. ~"Azuma-San, take these two corpses to the furnace. They're getting blood on my nice Persian rug!"~

Azuma nodded quietly and snapped his fingers. In a matter of seconds, the two burly door men rushed in without a word and dragged the bodies away.

Hibana then collapsed in her chair with an exasperated sigh, swiveling around to face the remaining eight and take a small sip of wine to cool her nerves.

~"Ahh...Sorry for that little display, children."~ Her voice calmed. ~"Tis a sad day when I have to execute one of our own, but I have a business to run, and I can't have any unsavory employees lingering about. So then, onto business. New contracts are in circulation for this year. I expect each and every one of them to be fulfilled before the school year is up. You will be briefed on your missions early tomorrow morning, 7:30 AM sharp! Until then, continue maintaining your cover as students of the academy. If your cover is blown...well...you know the consequences. That is all. Now go."~

Rather crass the woman waved them off with a flick of her wrist, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag. ~"Aya-chan."~ She called however to the only female student of Class Noir. ~"I need you to stay. There are important matters I must discuss with you privately. The rest of you, to your dorms. I expect you here bright and early tomorrow, or you'll be digging your own grave."~
Wooohooo!!! But now I have work....

Oh well, expect the Mafia Queen's grand arrival later tonight! Cheers!
@IronWill Hmm...I think I have two lovely ladies who would be perfect for this RP. >:3. I'll post 'em after work!

EDIT: Never mind! I just realized I'm way too swamped right now! I sowwy! \T^T/
@Deathsong12 Kay thanks! ^__^


((Yes I know that pic ain't Fallout. Sue me! <.<))

Name: Xia-Mei
Age: 34
Ethnicity: Chinese

Appearance: No one truly has ever seen the beautiful face of Mei. Those that did only caught a brief glimpse before she "took care" of them. Her dark hair and dark eyes, while traits of her Chinese descent, display her efficiency and her cold lethality.

Personality: Being secluded for most of her life has had a significant effect on Xia-Mei's social development, but in her line of work there's no room for socializing, no room for friends. Rarely does she speak, and even more rarely does she smile. Despite her cold exterior however, the woman is capable of showing kindness, just on a few occasions. She may be a highly trained killer who lacks morality, but Mei also has a strong sense of justice. She will not tolerate the likes of vicious slavers and raiders, often killing them on sight.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L:

5 Strength
7 Perception
5 Endurance
1 Charisma
8 Intelligence
9 Agility
7 Luck

Tag Skills:
-Guns
-Sneak
-Lockpick

Minor Skills:
-Melee
-Science

Traits:
(None)

Perks:
-Rapid Reload
-Educated
-The Professional
-Finesse
-Night Person
-Fast Metabolism
-Silent Running
-Mister Sandman
-Robotics Expert
-Computer Whiz
-Ninja

Weapons & Equipment:

-.45 Auto Pistol silenced with night sights

-Combat knife

-Throwing Knives

-Varmint Rifle with black synthetic furnishings, silencer and enhanced night vision scope. ((Pretty much the Ratslayer))

-4 stimpacks

-1 canteen of purified water

Companion: None - There is no room for companionship in Xia-Mei's line of work. Too much of a liability.

Bio:

In the years leading up to the Great War, the Communist Republic of China had inserted spies behind enemy lines in the United States. They operated under deep cover, posing as normal civilians and passing on classified information to their handlers in Beijing, often times carrying out clandestine assassinations as well.

One such, Xia-Mei, was given the task of seducing a high ranking military officer living in Nevada, a scientist working on a way to sustain human life through cryogenic sleep. He was on the cusp of discoveringa breakthrough when Mei had entered his life.

Eventually as time progressed, the woman developed genuine feelings for the scientist. She ended up falling in love with him and the two married and had a daughter. The woman had strict orders to kill the man and pass his secrets onto the intelligence board, but Mei couldn't bring herself to betray the man she loved. Instead, she opted for the peaceful life of a loving housewife and mother.

This peace, sadly, would never last...

On the day the bombs fell in 2077, the man rushed his wife and daughter to the safety of a specially designed underground bunker ((not a Vault)) where they were cryogenically frozen. Many years passed, and the cryogenic chambers opened. Xia-Mei was the first to awake. Much to her tragedy, the scientist, her loving husband, was dead. Worse, her child had gone missing from the bunker.

Motherly instincts kicked in, and soon Xia-Mei set across the Mojave Wasteland in search of her daughter, relying only on her training as a spy. She eventually made it to the outskirts of New Vegas, but was ambushed suddenly by a rabid gang of Fiends. Though a skilled fighter, Mei found herself outnumbered ten to one. They quickly overpowered her and imprisoned her in Vault 3, where for six long months she became their personal "plaything".

Six grueling months of rape and abuse took their toll on the woman, forging within her a burning hatred for not just the Fiends but all savages of the wastes. Finally, that hatred spilled over the day she broke free of her captors, leaving a bloody trail of corpses in her wake.

Her body broken and fatigued, Mei found herself collapsing on a dingy, discarded mattress in the slums of Freeside. She awoke the next day, but to her surprise, she was no longer in the slums. Instead, she was in a strange concrete room, some sort of holding cell. A mysterious man's voice broadcasted over a speaker in the corner of the room, startling Xia-Mei.

"You've no need to be frightened, miss. I assure you I mean no harm. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mr. Robert Edwin House, founder of RobCo Industries and President, CEO, and Sole Proprietor of the New Vegas Strip. You're probably wondering where you are now, yes? You are in a room beneath the Lucky 38 Casino. My Securitron discovered you lying face down on a mattress after you escaped those loathsome Fiends. Oh yes, I know exactly who you are, Miss Xia-Mei. Once, you were an agent of the long forgotten Chinese Government. Your mission was to relay classified information to your superiors in Beijing then assassinate your assigned target. Instead, you fell in love with the man and had a daughter together. Now...that daughter is missing, and you'll do anythingto find her."

Xia-Mei was alarmed by how much House knew, even more so by the fact it was he who brought her to this cell...but why?

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" She inquired with eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Pragmatic as ever, House replied, "Twas only a generous offer. I could have left you to rot in that God forsaken cesspool, but a woman of your caliber is something that you do not waste. Secondly, I believe I've already introduced myself, unless you weren't paying attention earlier. I'm a very powerful man, Miss Xia-Mei. For years, I've been collecting information from governments all over the world. It was all in preparation for the day the great powder keg this world was sitting upon was lit....and my, was it ever lit. The point being, Miss Xia-Mei, your "talents" would prove invaluable to a man such as myself. I am willing to offer you a business deal. You work for me as my personal spy and assassin, and I will aid you in all I can to find your missing daughter."

"And if I refuse?" Xia-Mei hissed.

House laughed, "Then I would hate to do this, but...concealed in this very room are four 12.7 millimeter automatic turrets. All I have to do is press one button, and you, my dear, will be nothing more than a relic of the past...a bullet riddled relic of the past. So...do we have a deal?"

"Fine." Xia-Mei answered begrudgingly. "But only because I want to see my daughter again."

"You have my word we will find her, Miss Xia-Mei." House assured. "But until then...you have work to do."

Mei was reluctant to work for House, but nevertheless she served him dutifully gathering information for him and eliminating his rivals. It was at the peak of her career working for House when she was tasked with an assassination. A courier of the Mojave Express was hired by Mr. House to deliver a package to the New Vegas Strip, a platinum poker chip bearing the Lucky 38 insignia. The courier however got greedy and decided he was gonna take off with the chip and sell it for a hefty price.

He had only made it so far when Mei tracked him down just mere miles outside the settlement of Goodsprings. She was about to snipe him from the old water tower when she saw the courier get ambushed by a gang of men and a mischievous fellow in a dapper, checkered suit. Mei watched the arrangement taking place, only to witness the man pull out a gun and shoot the courier point blank in the head before taking off with the platinum chip. She would later discover the man's name was Benny, a two timing con-artist who schemed to take over New Vegas.

Her initial target presumed dead, Mei pursued Benny across the Mojave in order to kill him and return the platinum chip to House. She eventually ended up close to the town of Novac, where she was mistaken for an NCR spy and captured by Caesar's Legion. Mei was sent to Cottonwood Cove soon after, where she was to be transported to the Fort, interrogated, then crucified.

It was at Cottonwood Cove Mei discovered the horrible truth. Her daughter was captured by the slavers and sold to a wealthy man who had traveled down from the Commonwealth. Enraged by this news, the woman lashed out, brutally stabbing a Decanus she was handed over to for a night of fun, and made her escape.

During her captivity, many events had transpired. Benny was dispatched by an unknown assailant in his casino The Tops, Mr. House had been "deactivated", and the NCR had possession of the platinum chip. Also, Mei learned the Legion's most decorated commander, Legate Lanius, was preparing an all out assault on the Hoover Dam.

...but she didn't care about any of this...

As the Battle of Hoover Dam raged onward, Xia-Mei made preparations to leave the Mojave and make the long, arduous journey to the Commonwealth. She had no idea if her daughter was alive or dead, but one thing was for certain, she would find the man her child was sold to...and kill him.

Faction: Independent - During her journey, Xia-Mei has done various work for factions. Most of these jobs obviously were assassinations and gathering vital intelligence. However, Mei never considered herself a member of any faction she did business with. They were strictly a means of compensation for her.

The lone wolf prowls, seeking her lost cub.
@Deathsong12 I have an idea for a character, but I wanna make sure. What time does this RP take place in the Fallout timeline? Also...I only played Fallout New Vegas, so I don't know much about 3 or 4.
@Nikki Moonlight@bloonewb@DriveEMOut@King Tai


"The headmistress' welcoming speech will begin in fifteen minutes. All students, please report to the auditorium at this time."


The announcement was repeated a second time and was then silent. The hustle and shuffle of students all migrating towards the auditorium, the large building behind the classroom building, replaced the silence left in the wake of the announcements.

There were sounds of talking and whispers in the auditorium seats that were immediately silenced as a stern looking woman in heels and an expensive suit took the stage, tapping the microphone and clearing her throat before speaking. For the rest of the school year, this would be the only time the students witnessed the woman. In fact, this was her first ever public appearance, most of the time employing a body double since she was a high value target and...she hated doing mundane shit like this.

~"Welcome one and all to Seiko Academy!"~ In contrast to her firm appearance, her demeanor was sincere, jovial even. Of course, this was all a ruse played by the deceitful woman, fake, toothy smiles and all. The ten students sitting on the front row knew well Natsume-Sama was a devil in disguise. The woman would smile as she gave you a Sicilian necktie.

~"For years, Seiko Academy has been educating young men and women, molding them into model citizens and preparing them for a bright future upon graduation. I for one am very proud to be carrying on the tradition set forth by my grandfather, may he rest in peace. For those of you who do not know, my name is Natsume Hibana, Headmistress of Seiko Academy. It is both my honor and my privilege to ensure that your education proceeds as smoothly and as fully as possible. I work tirelessly to ensure that every minute of your time here is memorable and fulfilling. And I'm not alone."~

At this, Hibana turned to the men and women sitting behind her, among the teachers, her right hand Azuma, casting a vigilant glare upon Class Noir. Hibana then resumed, ~"These fine men and women you see behind me are not just your instructors, they are your friends as well. If ever you need someone to talk to, the teachers' offices are always open after school hours. My staff and I work hard to make sure that you enjoy every day, every waking moment of your high school life. With that said, welcome once again to Seiko Academy!"~

The auditorium filled with thunderous applause and cheering, more so from the teachers. Hibana left the stage during this time, followed by Azuma. Once they were behind the curtain, the true Hibana emerged like a blossoming, poisonous nightshade.

~"Ugh! I feel like I want to throw up after saying that..."~ She muttered in a venomous tone, taking a cigarette from her ornate cigarette case and clenching it firmly between her lips with a scowl. Azuma snickered under his mask beside her, producing a lighter to light her smoke, "That was quite a lovely speech, Natsume-Sama."

Hibana glared at him, taking a drag then exhaling a thick wisp of smoke, ~"If you ever say that again, Azuma-San, I will have you shot. Have Class Noir report to my office immediately."~ And with that, the woman strolled away, the telltale clacking of her high heels across the polished wood floor of the stage. "At once, Natsume-Sama." Azuma replied, but his boss had by then left the building.

The strange man appeared again from behind the curtain, approaching the podium and adjusting his crimson tie. "Will the students of Class 2-C please report to Miss Natsume Hibana's office at once. The rest of you, enjoy your free day at the academy. Classes will begin bright and early tomorrow morning. That is all."
Alrighty then! IC is up my friends! Feel free to post now! I'll have the opening ceremony post after I get home from work tonight.
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