Randomness

Lilith: A Fallout RP

I wanted to wait to post where he would be able to act more, but it was quiet, so here is most of he reactions from the night before to now.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Location: Interstate 5, Oregon

Interaction: @Eviledd1984@Su

---

Just as Benning finished with what he was doing, one of his eye stalks turned to follow the sound of a howl. The alpha beast charged towards the squishy man known as Thomas. Luckily for him, if Thomas had any plans to avoid the mountain of muscle, he did not have need to enact any of them. Ahab had managed to intercept the wolf mid dash and used his size as a shield, letting the sharp teeth penetrate his thick skin rather than that of the human’s. Ahab didn’t just take it, he fought back with the strength of several wolves, ripping the jaw off one.

Benning immediately made course for Thomas and Ahab. The group was now huddling together and everyone were firing lead and lasers into the beast. Eventually, it was too much for the wolf, and it turned tail and fled back into the abyss which it came, the others who were significantly less bloody than their comrades followed. Once the tree line was empty of the sharp mouthed canines, the party started to rest and recuperate. Benning could not see Gail, and did feel some concern he might have been ambushed by the pack, but he could not dwell on it long. Ahab had been injured. Several large dashes formed semicircular impressions over Ahab’s arms and legs and would need treatment.

“Of course, Mr. Ahab.” Benning started to wrap the wounds with some bandages, and assessed whether the need for medication was necessary. It was hard to tell whether the medications would even work on a super mutant, but he kept these thoughts to himself. As he worked, one of the eye stalks looked up to Ahab. “If I am told correctly, you wish to become a medical provider. While I was not designed to teach medicine, I think I might be able to help you hone your skill. In fact, I think we can help each other so I may learn more about super mutant physiology.” Ahab could read and that already put him miles ahead of any other super mutant with remotely the same level of compassion Ahab had when it came to more intellectual professions.

After a few moments of cleaning and wrapping the wounds, Benning put his tools away. “Alright. Most of the wounds you received were only superficial damage. You could probably thank your bulk for that. I’ve cleaned out and stitched the deeper wounds. By human standards these should heal within a week or two. If damage persists, I have potent medications which may help the healing process work a little faster.” Benning gave Ahab a pat on the shoulder with his arm and went to the others who may have been injured and see to what needs they may have.

Once they were back on the road it was eerily quiet. Gail returned, so no one was lost to any wildlife. It was almost like there wasn’t any. Not that Benning complained about it. An easy trip would be a nice change of pace. Besides, the events of last night already cut everyone’s sleep short. If anyone was only half awake, Benning did not want to be in the middle of that gun fight. As they walked, Darya lectured Benning on his use of stimpaks. He apologized, but corrected her saying that when he was at Anchorage, there was need to keep moving, keeping everyone alive and healthy, and if he had spent the time to access everyone under fire, several would be dead by the time he got to them. That was unacceptable. He conceded that in this day and age, he should be thriftier with his medications. It’s not as easy to restock them as it once was. He also commended that if a 400-pound wolf tackling her several yards across the camp ground did not break any bones, then she was made of some pretty tough stuff.

The group stopped a fair distance away from the ruins of a town of some kind. Benning looked down towards them, but even when magnified, he didn’t see anything noteworthy. If it was inhabited, be it monsters or man, they were probably deeper inside the collection of barely habitable constructs. Gail had left to scout. After some time, he returned. The town sounds like it was attacked and perhaps taken over. If there were raiders in there, He wondered if the group would clear it out and make a path, or would find another path around. It looked like it was an end for easy straight path forward for now.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Apologies for the delay, I was caught up in various appointments and errands, I was having a hard time thinking about what I'd want to write.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Location: Interstate 5, Oregon

Interaction: @Su@Timemaster

---

“Ms. Sadeghi!” spoke Benning suddenly. He was practically next to her but he couldn’t do anything to fend off the wolf’s charge. Surely with such brute strength and speed, Darya would have taken a beating. Seeing it clamp down on her arm, he wasn’t sure if he could save it. Except he didn’t need to. Once the wolf had slumped over, he noticed sparks, not blood coming from her arm. It makes sense now. It was artificial, not covered in some sort of metallic armor, it was actual armor. The constant need to keep it clean made much more sense now. Actually, he surprised himself he didn’t notice sooner. He was probably distracted with his other compatriots that it never occurred to him. But that was neither here nor there. A battle was still going, and an Alpha wolf had made itself known.

In the midst of the battle, Benning still hurried next to the dust covered doctor. While she was able to dispatch her assailant, the tumble they took was anything by harmless. With near three hundred pounds of pure muscle just moments ago clamping down on Darya, it was a relief that she hadn’t suffered any more damage. With a quick stimpak, Darya should be tied over for the time being, but his job was not done. Wolves were charging in and taking swipes at everyone else, trying to pick them off probably.

The alpha wolf Darya pointed out seemed to now be facing Thomas. Larger than the others, dark grey fur, it exhaled the essence of the wasteland with each breath. With muscular prowess at on every square inch of this beast, it certainly was imposing. It was definitely something that should not be messed with. Unfortunately, Thomas seems to have volunteered to be first. A couple direct hits, but not enough to take it down. With its attention off od Darya and him, he quickly scanned the others in battle. The mutants were handling themselves fine. Well at least one of them, Benning did not know where Gail had moved to. The drone and its master were doing fine. Alexis on the other hand, not so much. Her body posture and facial expressions, not so much. It was probably a while since he last seen her inject herself with something.

Benning made his way next to Alexis. “I wish I could be of help, but I am incapable of harming another living being. Perhaps if you allow me administer some medication, you can dispatch these beasts before any more harm is done.” Said Benning. Alexis had just finished giving orders, but it seemed to have fell on deaf ears. He had prepared a small dose of Med X, a pain reliever. Theoretically, that could help ease the pressure on her legs, so that she could put all of her attention on the wolves, especially the alpha. Sometimes, it bothered him he could not prime his weapon. He couldn’t tell if that sentiment was because of the other or not. It didn’t matter, so for now Benning had bandages prepared in another of his appendages just in case.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Location: Interstate 5, Oregon

Interaction:

---

Benning had seen trees and the like before. Granted, it had been a couple centuries since he had last seen them, but even as they mutated to grow large and bioluminescent, it was a healthy sign for life. The fallout from the Great War had a completely different effect here, and Benning was all for it. If it wasn’t for the fact they were headed into less and less familiar territory, even for the NCR, he would have called it peaceful. A place where no harm could be done. IT was very photogenic. A straight highway of broken-down vehicles and eroded concrete surrounded lush vegetation. Had the road turned to the west just a bit more, at this time of day, their rag tag group’s silhouette could make for a phenomenal promotional poster.

Benning liked the group they had going. It was different, and he liked that. Compared to the dime a dozen NCR soldiers he treated; this was a nice change of pace. After spending years staring at the same transport vessel wall slowly watching it rust any time anything new took place, it was a thrilling experience. He was satisfied working with the NCR, but he had his fair share of complaints. Of course, being a robot made it hard to bring these feeling across. If he wanted to practice medicine, the NCR was the only way. His unwanted other half made it hard for him to find employment in more private hospitals which in this day and age were few and far in-between. This chance to explore the wilderness and still be of use to those around him was the change he needed this time around. No longer in the desert, it was easier keeping the sand out of his joints.

It was oddly reassuring to be with a couple super mutants and an engineer. Their presence alone would hopefully have enough intimidation to stop the lesser thugs from accosting them. Even though they had more than a few odd looks from the various settlers along their route. Benning really couldn't blame them since super mutants not killing anything that breaths were very rare. For the most part, communication in Klamath was easy. Supplied up with various drugs and stimpaks, Benning was prepared. Enough medicine between him and Ahab plus enough fire power between everyone else, this trip was looking like it would go without a hitch. But this is the wasteland. As beautiful as it is at the moment, anything can happen, so it’s best to be prepared.

Once they made it to a former rest area, they had set up a camp. With so few buildings, it wasn’t much better than sitting out in the middle of the woods with only a camp fire and those on their bedrolls. For a bit there, Benning had decided to remain active with Darya. He was good to go for several more days before he would need to rest of any sort. Besides, when the night fell, the glow of the leaves gave everything a supernatural effect. Just bright enough to distinguish, but dark enough that the shade of the spaces between the trunks left them alone in an otherwise black abyss.

Something grabbed his attention as one of his eye stalks turned to face movement coming through the trees. He focused barely making out the outline of some large beast quickly darting back and forth. Then another one. Dozens if not more of the creatures were hastily surrounding them. He turned back towards the camp when Darya called out. It was as he feared. It looks like they would be a pack of wolves next meal. It was at times like this where Benning felt a need to initiate combat, but he simply could not. NO matter. He harkened back toward the days of Anchorage. He trusted the skill of those traveling with them. Preparing a stimpak syringe, Benning was ready. Battle was not without harm and this way he lean it towards his colleagues.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

I thought I saw two ghouls in the works. Just realized that neither made it.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Code Blue

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Medic

Personal Stats

Age and Date of Birth: 207 years, Built sometime 2077
Gender: Genderless (For the sake of writing is male)
Species: Mister Gutsy
Profession: Works in the NCR military front line medical team

Psychological History

Motivations and Outlook (Personality):

Has a split personality. One is understanding and willing to help others. Believes that he is completely incapable of doing harm to living creatures. Is willing to listen to others. He is fascinated with biological material and works meticulously to provide as much care as possible given any circumstance. He speaks soothingly and to the point while also trying to calm the patient if they are in pain or duress. Will react to curt attitude the same until he can get to a point where the party he is treating or speaking to listens and lets him do his job.
If he should become aggressive, then he becomes blunt, rude, and dismissive of others, and their thoughts. He will still work towards the contracted goal, but will not care about how the job gets done. Other people are there to either get out of his way or become targets.

Passive voice is a calm male voice with British accent, aggressive voice is drill instructor.

Backstory:

Deployed in Alaska, the specially designed Mister Gutsy medical unit from General Atomics worked back within trenches to keep the soldiers alive. Armed with enough stimpaks to wane off the superficial wounds, Benning worked hard with his unit to push the communists back out of Anchorage. Though he was incapable of participating in the fighting itself, his expert medical care insured that his battalion was in tip fighting condition as they fought with the new power armored soldiers. The fighting was grueling, but eventually, the United States claimed victory, and Anchorage was liberated. For the months that followed, Benning would be returned to California working within their hospitals until the order came to move the units up to join in the front line against China. However, before even leaving the base, the first nuclear warheads were dropped.

For decades, Benning was stuck within several other units in an inoperable shipping vessel in a collapsed hanger. It wasn’t until several settlers dug through the rubble looking for spare parts for their own collection of robots, they found the shuttle. With only a few of the units still operational, the settlers collected them including Benning and scrapped the rest for their parts. This caravan of settlers was hauling whatever resources they could find back to their town to help build it up. They had a wagon pulled by defunct sentry bot.

At first, they were glad to find some military units, but soon discovered that of all the Mister Gutsys that were there, the only ones that worked seemed incapable of doing anything other than float. Benning, without orders, was no different simply floating there with no ability to do anything else. He couldn’t speak as well, a protocol wanting him to attack unauthorized personnel competed with programming that prevented him from doing any harm at all. Unfortunately, the settlers were unaware that this batch of machines were of a medical variety.

In an attempt to figure out how to activate the Mister Gutsy’s combat programming, one of the settlers, named Joseph Honor, hooked up Benning to a terminal and dug around the files he had access to. Having only a basic understanding of robotic programming, he opted to install the combat data from one of destroyed Mister Gutsys they had collected earlier. Not having a clue how to properly do such an installation, the programming that was finalized was a mishmash of conflicting robot operating systems. For the time being, that removed Benning’s urge to attack the unauthorized civilians, and gave him back use of his body, letting him speak, and inform the settlers of his purpose as a medic.

All was not well, internally though. The Mister Gutsy personality matrix was transferred over as well, attempting to find a route to gain control of the new body. Though Benning knew it was there, an internal conflict between competing processes left him in control for the time being. It took some doing, but eventually both systems settled into the various drivers where it was possible for either personality to take over. While each personality matrix is aware of the other, they do not have any memories when the other is in control.

Benning started to join the settlers as they continued scavenging for parts and materials at the request of Joseph. While he was not in charge by any means for the town, he had a good reputation among the people for his charismatic attitude and scavenging prowess. Benning did not mind this. With the US as it was, he saw this as a means for society to rebuild. He became a very handy tool mending to their wounds as they inevitably ran into dangerous rad creatures or rogue robots.

The place where they found Benning was filled with old military tech, most of which was out of commission. As a result of going back repeatedly, they grabbed the attention of a raider settlement farther down the road. During one of the trips to collect more parts and resources, the raiders attacked the wagon. Familiar with how many people usually went on these trips, the raiders were able to gain the upper hand. Benning did his most to provide first aid but one too many shots to his metal frame threw him to the ground. When he rebooted, his eyes focused on the battle in front of him and he primed the previously useless plasma emitter attached to his arm for the first time. Benning had started to partake in the battle, something the scavengers’ thought was impossible based on Benning’s explanation of his systems. With a completely different personality than anyone who knew him capable of he started to help turn to tide of the fire fight. It was not a clean victory. Of the seven people who went on the trip, only two had survived. Joseph and Benning. Dropping his gun, Joseph stood up and thanked Benning. However, Benning no longer recognized Joseph, and at that moment turned and shot him dead.

Since then, Benning had taken control of himself, and had worked to incorporate the new personality matrix into one, but it has been slow going. He copes by blaming the raiders for Joseph’s death. His more aggressive personality has been less trigger happy against allies, but the process has been slow. Not wanting to cause further pain to the scavenger town, Benning made his was east and found himself in Nevada, serving in the NCR where at least they can stop him from turning on his allies again.

For the most part, Benning had been successful in suppressing the brute personality program, learning from the less restrictive programs it had compared to his own, but the unorthodox means of installation meant he had no clue how to fully incorporate it since it was also trying to do the same. He had grown a reputation of fits of uncontrollable violence. While he has yet to shoot any allies, he had come close enough times to be considered dangerous. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who is asked, there have been enough episodes for the NCR to realize it was triggered during fire fights where he had been taking a brunt of the assault, usually running to rescue a downed soldier.

ON one hand, the people saved praised Benning, on the other, those who saw him lose himself feared that based on how he went into combat, would eventually kill one of their colleagues. The decision was to keep Benning where he was. At least, if he were to lose himself again, it would be against an enemy. Benning understood the order. At least he could be useful, but he disliked that he was defined by a personality matrix he didn't even want, rather than his skills as a medical professional. After a few years of this, when Benning heard about a follower of the apocalypse building a team to seek a treasure trove that could be revolutionary in the field of medicine within a nuclear wasteland, he decided to volunteer his services. Maybe then while his altered self could prove useful, he had hoped his medical knowledge would be of more benefit.

Flaws:

He is a loud machine.
Split personality. Change occurs when pressured enough, hit hard enough, or emotionally shuts down.
When passive:
- Is seemingly incapable of harming another living being even if hostile
- Current medical knowledge does not extend to anything other than human.
- Whether treatment would work on Ghouls or mutants depends on the subject
When aggressive:
- Will rarely listen to commands or suggestions given to him from allies
- Will not concern himself with the wellbeing of allies within crossfire.
- Will not administer medical aid even out of combat.

Relationships and Reputation:

Bot Scavengers: Has a good relationship with them, but since he did not return after the massacre, he is presumed to have died along with them, or was stolen by the raiders.

Joseph Honor (deceased): Benning’s only friend.

NCR: Depending on the person you talk to, he is either a godsend, or a ticking bomb. It’s evident by putting in the front with the other campaigns that some of the military leaderships don’t think him safe for regular civilian use. As the NCR expands, Benning is put with the lead in order to tend to the wounded as well as become a last resort soldier in case of the worst, since at least then they can direct him towards their enemy.

Raiders: He is an enemy. As they don’t know the odd complicated network that is Benning’s programming, the ones that linger around that area of California consider him a threat to their raiding operations.

The followers of the Apocalypse: Has had no real interaction with them but is aware of their presence within the NCR. While the politicians attempt to paint them in a bad light, Benning has been aware of their actions for a while enough to form an opinion that they don’t mean harm. Even if their plans were nefarious in nature, teaching and providing medical aid is an admirable goal. He doesn’t think them different than the NCR in some regard, and considers them two cards within the same deck.

Opinions on Team: (To be filled out whenever you feel like your character has enough information on fellow player characters.)

Skills and Equipment

Skills:
Has long range of vision, with few blind spots.
Immune to radiation and poison
Is capable of basic self-repair, standard to the GA Mister line.

When passive:
- Has predownloaded and installed an encyclopedia’s worth of medical knowledge, as relevant in 2077.
- Can apply first aid at a fast pace
- Is capable of light invasive surgery
- Is capable of more complex surgery, but success rates decline.
When Aggressive:
- Is pretty accurate with his shots, having a steady aim
- Is fast to change targets.
- Aims for vital points and vulnerabilities consistently

Weapons:
- Primary: Plasma emitter
- Secondary: Flamethrower
- Melee: Sawblade

Armor/Clothes:
Lightweight ballistic resistant metal plating. What paint remains is white with some US military insignia.
Oversized lab coat, with the side eye-stalks slipped through the arm holes. The bottom of the coat is a little charred from his thruster.

Personal belongings:
installed surgical tools

Misc:
He has an emergency/critical self-destruct

Lilith: A Fallout RP

@Randomness

I like it, but what I would like to see is a reason for Benning joining the expedition. Either in his personality or backstory.

@Su

Aight, I edited the character sheet adding a couple paragraphs at the end of the background.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

My Fallout knowledge may be a little rusty, but I'm willing to give this a shot.

Code Blue

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Medic

Personal Stats

Age and Date of Birth: 207 years, Built sometime 2077
Gender: Genderless (For the sake of writing is male)
Species: Mister Gutsy
Profession: Works in the NCR military front line medical team

Psychological History

Motivations and Outlook (Personality):

Has a split personality. One is understanding and willing to help others. Believes that he is completely incapable of doing harm to living creatures. Is willing to listen to others. He is fascinated with biological material and works meticulously to provide as much care as possible given any circumstance. He speaks soothingly and to the point while also trying to calm the patient if they are in pain or duress. Will react to curt attitude the same until he can get to a point where the party he is treating or speaking to listens and lets him do his job.
If he should become aggressive, then he becomes blunt, rude, and dismissive of others, and their thoughts. He will still work towards the contracted goal, but will not care about how the job gets done. Other people are there to either get out of his way or become targets.

Passive voice is a calm male voice with British accent, aggressive voice is drill instructor.

Backstory:

Deployed in Alaska, the specially designed Mister Gutsy medical unit from General Atomics worked back within trenches to keep the soldiers alive. Armed with enough stimpaks to wane off the superficial wounds, Benning worked hard with his unit to push the communists back out of Anchorage. Though he was incapable of participating in the fighting itself, his expert medical care insured that his battalion was in tip fighting condition as they fought with the new power armored soldiers. The fighting was grueling, but eventually, the United States claimed victory, and Anchorage was liberated. For the months that followed, Benning would be returned to California working within their hospitals until the order came to move the units up to join in the front line against China. However, before even leaving the base, the first nuclear warheads were dropped.

For decades, Benning was stuck within several other units in an inoperable shipping vessel in a collapsed hanger. It wasn’t until several settlers dug through the rubble looking for spare parts for their own collection of robots, they found the shuttle. With only a few of the units still operational, the settlers collected them including Benning and scrapped the rest for their parts. This caravan of settlers was hauling whatever resources they could find back to their town to help build it up. They had a wagon pulled by defunct sentry bot.

At first, they were glad to find some military units, but soon discovered that of all the Mister Gutsys that were there, the only ones that worked seemed incapable of doing anything other than float. Benning, without orders, was no different simply floating there with no ability to do anything else. He couldn’t speak as well, a protocol wanting him to attack unauthorized personnel competed with programming that prevented him from doing any harm at all. Unfortunately, the settlers were unaware that this batch of machines were of a medical variety.

In an attempt to figure out how to activate the Mister Gutsy’s combat programming, one of the settlers, named Joseph Honor, hooked up Benning to a terminal and dug around the files he had access to. Having only a basic understanding of robotic programming, he opted to install the combat data from one of destroyed Mister Gutsys they had collected earlier. Not having a clue how to properly do such an installation, the programming that was finalized was a mishmash of conflicting robot operating systems. For the time being, that removed Benning’s urge to attack the unauthorized civilians, and gave him back use of his body, letting him speak, and inform the settlers of his purpose as a medic.

All was not well, internally though. The Mister Gutsy personality matrix was transferred over as well, attempting to find a route to gain control of the new body. Though Benning knew it was there, an internal conflict between competing processes left him in control for the time being. It took some doing, but eventually both systems settled into the various drivers where it was possible for either personality to take over. While each personality matrix is aware of the other, they do not have any memories when the other is in control.

Benning started to join the settlers as they continued scavenging for parts and materials at the request of Joseph. While he was not in charge by any means for the town, he had a good reputation among the people for his charismatic attitude and scavenging prowess. Benning did not mind this. With the US as it was, he saw this as a means for society to rebuild. He became a very handy tool mending to their wounds as they inevitably ran into dangerous rad creatures or rogue robots.

The place where they found Benning was filled with old military tech, most of which was out of commission. As a result of going back repeatedly, they grabbed the attention of a raider settlement farther down the road. During one of the trips to collect more parts and resources, the raiders attacked the wagon. Familiar with how many people usually went on these trips, the raiders were able to gain the upper hand. Benning did his most to provide first aid but one too many shots to his metal frame threw him to the ground. When he rebooted, his eyes focused on the battle in front of him and he primed the previously useless plasma emitter attached to his arm for the first time. Benning had started to partake in the battle, something the scavengers’ thought was impossible based on Benning’s explanation of his systems. With a completely different personality than anyone who knew him capable of he started to help turn to tide of the fire fight. It was not a clean victory. Of the seven people who went on the trip, only two had survived. Joseph and Benning. Dropping his gun, Joseph stood up and thanked Benning. However, Benning no longer recognized Joseph, and at that moment turned and shot him dead.

Since then, Benning had taken control of himself, and had worked to incorporate the new personality matrix into one, but it has been slow going. He copes by blaming the raiders for Joseph’s death. His more aggressive personality has been less trigger happy against allies, but the process has been slow. Not wanting to cause further pain to the scavenger town, Benning made his was east and found himself in Nevada, serving in the NCR where at least they can stop him from turning on his allies again.

For the most part, Benning had been successful in suppressing the brute personality program, learning from the less restrictive programs it had compared to his own, but the unorthodox means of installation meant he had no clue how to fully incorporate it since it was also trying to do the same. He had grown a reputation of fits of uncontrollable violence. While he has yet to shoot any allies, he had come close enough times to be considered dangerous. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who is asked, there have been enough episodes for the NCR to realize it was triggered during fire fights where he had been taking a brunt of the assault, usually running to rescue a downed soldier.

ON one hand, the people saved praised Benning, on the other, those who saw him lose himself feared that based on how he went into combat, would eventually kill one of their colleagues. The decision was to keep Benning where he was. At least, if he were to lose himself again, it would be against an enemy. Benning understood the order. At least he could be useful, but he disliked that he was defined by a personality matrix he didn't even want, rather than his skills as a medical professional. After a few years of this, when Benning heard about a follower of the apocalypse building a team to seek a treasure trove that could be revolutionary in the field of medicine within a nuclear wasteland, he decided to volunteer his services. Maybe then while his altered self could prove useful, he had hoped his medical knowledge would be of more benefit.

Flaws:

He is a loud machine.
Split personality. Change occurs when pressured enough, hit hard enough, or emotionally shuts down.
When passive:
- Is seemingly incapable of harming another living being even if hostile
- Current medical knowledge does not extend to anything other than human.
- Whether treatment would work on Ghouls or mutants depends on the subject
When aggressive:
- Will rarely listen to commands or suggestions given to him from allies
- Will not concern himself with the wellbeing of allies within crossfire.
- Will not administer medical aid even out of combat.

Relationships and Reputation:

Bot Scavengers: Has a good relationship with them, but since he did not return after the massacre, he is presumed to have died along with them, or was stolen by the raiders.

Joseph Honor (deceased): Benning’s only friend.

NCR: Depending on the person you talk to, he is either a godsend, or a ticking bomb. It’s evident by putting in the front with the other campaigns that some of the military leaderships don’t think him safe for regular civilian use. As the NCR expands, Benning is put with the lead in order to tend to the wounded as well as become a last resort soldier in case of the worst, since at least then they can direct him towards their enemy.

Raiders: He is an enemy. As they don’t know the odd complicated network that is Benning’s programming, the ones that linger around that area of California consider him a threat to their raiding operations.

The followers of the Apocalypse: Has had no real interaction with them but is aware of their presence within the NCR. While the politicians attempt to paint them in a bad light, Benning has been aware of their actions for a while enough to form an opinion that they don’t mean harm. Even if their plans were nefarious in nature, teaching and providing medical aid is an admirable goal. He doesn’t think them different than the NCR in some regard, and considers them two cards within the same deck.

Opinions on Team: (To be filled out whenever you feel like your character has enough information on fellow player characters.)

Skills and Equipment

Skills:
Has long range of vision, with few blind spots.
Immune to radiation and poison
Is capable of basic self-repair, standard to the GA Mister line.

When passive:
- Has predownloaded and installed an encyclopedia’s worth of medical knowledge, as relevant in 2077.
- Can apply first aid at a fast pace
- Is capable of light invasive surgery
- Is capable of more complex surgery, but success rates decline.
When Aggressive:
- Is pretty accurate with his shots, having a steady aim
- Is fast to change targets.
- Aims for vital points and vulnerabilities consistently

Weapons:
- Primary: Plasma emitter
- Secondary: Flamethrower
- Melee: Sawblade

Armor/Clothes:
Lightweight ballistic resistant metal plating. What paint remains is white with some US military insignia.
Oversized lab coat, with the side eye-stalks slipped through the arm holes. The bottom of the coat is a little charred from his thruster.

Personal belongings:
installed surgical tools

Misc:
He has an emergency/critical self-destruct

Pokémon: New Horizons

Sucks I didn't make the cut. I wish you all the best, and hope the adventure reaches its highest peak.