Sly

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

Name: Kris
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Human, Korean
Occupation: Scavenger
Special Skills and Abilities: Agile, Keen Eye, Mechanic, Sneaky, Gun Nut
Personality: Happy, Trustful, Self-Reliant, Occasionally Forgetful, Talks To Self Frequently
Appearance: 6'5, Skinny, Averagely Muscular, Shaved Beard, Long Greasy Black Hair, Wears Tinted Glasses, Wears Jeans and Sweatshirt
Biography/History: As a young boy, Kris helped his father who was a salesman of a variety of mechanical parts and weapons. He quickly learned the basics of machines and how things worked. He lived a good life, until he was 16. He lived in Sioux City, SD. A group bandits stormed into his home. His father tried, however, he was killed trying to protect Kris. In turn the bandits killed him, or so they thought. He lived through the attack and with the remaining supplies in his home, aided to his wounds. For the next 8 years he stayed in the area and scavenged for all the materials he could find. He now, however, must seek new areas to scavenge and survive.

Accepted.

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

Reserved for future use

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

March 17th, 2277. (14:43)

The sun shined through the gray clouds and the ash colored snow. Sly looked through the discolored windows of his hut and saw the tribesmen working to move brahmin across a bridge to their breeding grounds. He walked over to his footlocker and opened it, revealing a small selection of weaponry and explosives. He pulled his .10mm sidearm and picked his holster up from the ground. He clipped it onto his belt and slipped the pistol into its place.

There was a light knock at the door, which startled Sly. He tripped as he went to pull the wooden latch, and he landed on the floor with a thud. The door opened and a man stepped in. "Sly. You're such a joke." he said. He stuck his heavily tattooed hand out to help Sly up, and in reply he said, "Well, I'm sorry, but I expect at least a little privacy, Kahne." Kahne smiled, and replied with "C'mon. Elder wants us to check the perimeter for any disturbances by the Brotherhood. Been a lot of scouts." Sly nodded in agreement, and they both filed out of the building.

They passed through the dining hall, where people waved to Sly and said hello. He replied to them like normal, but it felt out of place. He felt out of place. Ever since the Brotherhood battle... he's never felt the same. He kept a firm hand on his pistol as they approached the main gate to the outside wastes. Kahne looked at him and noticed his expression, "Been a little since we've been out here, eh?" He reached up and pushed the gate forwards. They both left the village and walked into the Wasteland, where no one could be trusted.

"Alright, Sly, we've got to head for the Ranger Outpost. As far as I know, there have been reports of Brotherhood camps being set up there." Kahne said, as they walked through the barren land of dead, burnt trees and scorched earth. The Ranger Outpost wasn't far, and Sly was afraid he would break down. He made sure that his pistol was loaded fully, and that no jams would occur. He cocked it right into place, and Kahne turned, "Whoa, we're just on a scouting mission, not a sweep and kill." Sly looked up and said "I know, it's always good to be prepared." Then they saw the Ranger Station in full view.

A burnt out, all wood building that served a purpose back in the pre-war days as a way to keep criminals from hopping the borders. "I suggest we split up. It takes less time." Kahne said, and Sly nodded in agreement. Kahne turned and went to the left side of the building, while Sly went around the right. Sly walked around the building twice, then around the outside of it. He had no sight of Kahne. He yelled his name out, "Kahne! Hey! There's nothing here! Let's head back!" He was beginning to think that he had went of without him. Sly froze in his spot. A mechanical click. The sound of a gun... "Stand down, tribal." a muffled voice said.

Sly slowly turned to see a Brotherhood soldier in full power armor aiming a 12.7mm sidearm right between his eyes. On his armor, one word was scratched on the armor - Steel. "Ah, Initiate Rokstead. It's been a while." Sly said in a low voice. The soldier stuttered and finally managed, "How the hell do you know my name?" Sly smirked and said, "Paladin Sly, or Scribe Sly. Either way, you should know me. I was there when you first joined." Rokstead turned around for a moment and took his helmet off. "It's Knight now. When you left, and killed our battalion... I was inducted a Knight." Sly smiled gripped his pistol tightly, forcing it up and aiming directly at Rokstead's head. "Where's my friend at? He's the tribal."

Friends and Allies

Character Sheet

Name: Sly
Age: 19
Appearance: Sly is 6 foot tall and has light stubble on his face. He has a scar on his right arm from physical training. He has black hair and a brown overcoat. He wears mainly polo shirts and athletic shorts, along with tennis shoes.
Occupation: Delivery man, does some gun training.

*note to Phoenix - We can literally make this anyway we want.

Friends and Allies

This is a roleplay between Sly and PhoenixShot.

Rules -
1) We're not allowed to kill each other
2) We cannot use cell phones to contact each other

Simple Character Sheet -
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Occupation:

Follow the rules.

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

Name: Sly, last name unknown
Age: 19
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Human, Caucasian
Occupation: Mercenary/Assassin. Also a courier for the Tribals.
Special Skills and Abilities: Sly has gone through extreme physical training as a retired Brotherhood of Steel member. He is also a great technician, being an old Brotherhood scribe. He has spent hours in weapon repair, and ammunition crafting.

Personality: Sly is charismatic. He uses his good charisma to trick and fool the other tribals and natives who see him as an enemy. In a dire situation, he can become very reliant on his guns, and he will threaten anyone he seems fit. Sly believes that all super mutants belong in hell, and spends his time hunting them.

Biography -
Sly was born into the Border Canadian tribe and was taught through his life that the Wasteland is nothing but hell. He spent his time fighting and hunting, using the basic supplies to create weapons. When he became a teenager, he geared himself up and left the tribe for the Rocky Mountains, hoping to become a courier. On his way, he was confronted by a Brotherhood of Steel battalion who captured him and trained him. When he became a young adult, he was inducted as the Brotherhood Scribe, working on securing the past technology onto holotapes and computer drives. He also programmed robotic weaponry, like the Mister Gutsy and the Robobrain 2.0. When he realized the Brotherhood planned to capture his old tribe's land, he left and warned his tribe about the uprising.

After the warning, and a slow battle between tribals, Sly became a courier, running farming crops and water down to the Rockies in trade for ammunition and caps. He still worries that the Brotherhood will return.

Appearance: Sly is a 6 foot tall man with light stubble and long black hair. He wears a duster and a heavy-brim hat with a pistol holster on his waist. He wears a Pip-Boy 3000 on his right arm. He chest is ridden with scars and bullet wounds. There is a war scar across his face from the battle between the tribals and the Brotherhood.

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

"War. War never changes. Men do, in the paths they take, and in those paths they find that... War... War never changes." - Fallout New Vegas

Storyline
The year is 2277, nearly 200 years after the Great War, where the countries of the world launched missiles that scorched the Earth with nuclear fire and atomic radiation. In the Northern United States, close to the annexed US Colony of Canada, where the great Vault-Tec Vaults hadn't been established, the people who survived there were native warrior tribes who fought to ensure that no modern groups such as the Enclave or the Brotherhood of Steel could never colonize. The only people allowed in were scavengers from the Rockies, and the survivors of the Northern Atomic Winter. The only people allowed out are scroungers and suppliers who work to keep the tribes alive. No one is allowed pass without permission from the leader of the tribes.

A group of scavengers are coming up from the Rocky Mountains to warn the tribes about a sudden uprising of mutants that are harassing the raiders are heading north. They will never make it.

The Wasteland is full of raiders who are made to kill, hopped up on the future equivalent of drugs, known as Chems. There are also the infamous Super Mutants, irradiated monsters who murder and eat everything. Although they stay in the eastern coast, but they have begun to expand to the lower north and Midwest. The feral ghouls, humans that have been exposed to an ungodly amount of radiation and haven't died yet, they tend to hide underground and kill everything without any mind. Ammunition is scarce, and the currency that is used worldwide is bottlecaps. Guns are usually in poor condition and jam, unless they are repaired. Keep to yourself, and don't trust anyone.

Character Sheets
Name:
Age:[Has to be over 16]
Gender:
Sexuality:
Race: [Along with human, there is ghoul, tame mutant, and native]
Occupation: [Mercenary, Chem dealer, Shopkeeper, Tribal defender, etc.]
Special Skills and Abilities:
Personality:
Appearance:
Biography/History:

Rules -

1) Keep your travelling/scrounging up to the Northern United States.
2) Yes, this is set in the future, BUT Fallout is based on the 1950 US, so the technology is limited. I will allow you to create robots and robotic companions, because that is a major part in the Fallout series.
3) I have not added a weight cap, but please do not abuse this by having a billion weapons.

~ Let's Begin ~

The Wasteland [Fallout RP]

"War. War never changes. Men do, in the paths they take, and in those paths they find that... War... War never changes." - Fallout New Vegas

Storyline
The year is 2277, nearly 200 years after the Great War, where the countries of the world launched missiles that scorched the Earth with nuclear fire and atomic radiation. In the Northern United States, close to the annexed US Colony of Canada, where the great Vault-Tec Vaults hadn't been established, the people who survived there were native warrior tribes who fought to ensure that no modern groups such as the Enclave or the Brotherhood of Steel could never colonize. The only people allowed in were scavengers from the Rockies, and the survivors of the Northern Atomic Winter. The only people allowed out are scroungers and suppliers who work to keep the tribes alive. No one is allowed pass without permission from the leader of the tribes.

A group of scavengers are coming up from the Rocky Mountains to warn the tribes about a sudden uprising of mutants that are harassing the raiders are heading north. They will never make it.

The Wasteland is full of raiders who are made to kill, hopped up on the future equivalent of drugs, known as Chems. There are also the infamous Super Mutants, irradiated monsters who murder and eat everything. Although they stay in the eastern coast, but they have begun to expand to the lower north and Midwest. The feral ghouls, humans that have been exposed to an ungodly amount of radiation and haven't died yet, they tend to hide underground and kill everything without any mind. Ammunition is scarce, and the currency that is used worldwide is bottlecaps. Guns are usually in poor condition and jam, unless they are repaired. Keep to yourself, and don't trust anyone.

Character Sheets
Name:
Age:[Has to be over 16]
Gender:
Sexuality:
Race: [Along with human, there is ghoul, tame mutant, and native]
Occupation: [Mercenary, Chem dealer, Shopkeeper, Tribal defender, etc.]
Special Skills and Abilities:
Appearance:
Biography/History:

Rules -

1) Keep your travelling/scrounging up to the Northern United States.
2) Yes, this is set in the future, BUT Fallout is based on the 1950 US, so the technology is limited. I will allow you to create robots and robotic companions, because that is a major part in the Fallout series.
3) I have not added a weight cap, but please do not abuse this by having a billion weapons.

~ Let's Begin ~

Justice League

So... did I get accepted? Wonder Twins??

Justice League

Superhero Name: Wonder Twins
Civilian Identity: Zan (male) and Jayna (female)

Appearances

Picture -
The Wonder Twins wear all purple suits, have light skin and black hair.

Powers and Abilities: The Wonder Twins have the ability to shape-shift. There are limitations, of course. In order for them to shape-shift, they have to be in hand-to-hand contact, otherwise it won't work. The Wonder Twins both have their own separate shape-shifting limits as well. Zan can only shape-shift into water forms, but he can use it to create ice. In one episode of Super Friends, he was able to change into Liquid Nitrogen. He can also use the ice to build ice creatures. Jayna, on the contrary, can shape-shift into any animal, whether real or mythological, and can use that animal's powers.

Jayna can also shape-shift into animals of Krypton, giving it the abilities of all Kryptonians. She was able to abuse this power to defeat Superman. Zan was able to turn ice into living things, such as water into a Frost Giant. Among that, they share a telepathic link, so they can contact each other at any time. They also have a pet space monkey, Gleek, who acts as a pass-through, when the Wonder Twins are out of reach and cannot active their powers.

Bio: The twins had always had a hard life as Exorians. When their parents had died due to a plague, they were left as orphans that no one wanted to adopt. But Zan had always said that kind things always happen to good people, and when a Galactic Circus own had adopted them to be sideshow add-ons, he raised them as a good father. For Zan's birthday, he pulled his money together a got them a space monkey, whom they called Gleek. They spent all of their time with Gleek, teaching it tricks and abilities, and Gleek loved them. Zan and Jayna could never had been more grateful to the universe.

As they grew, they began to dream of the outside worlds. The other planets, the other galaxies, the other systems. They daydreamed during their circus performances, and one time Zan dropped an alien backswinger, and eventually became yearning for the outside. As older teenagers, they ran from the circus and went for an unknown planet, who Grax, Superman's enemy, resided on. They spied on him and found of his plan to destroy a strange planet known as "Earth." They then go to Earth in order to warn the Justice League of his plan, where they inducted as temporary members in order to defeat Grax.

Upon defeating Grax, Superman inducts the Wonder Twins into the Justice League as official members. There, they are accepted by all of the super heroes, who say, "We are all freaks and misfits, but we put our freaky abilities to good use." Aquaman and Zan become good friends, due to their water abilities and powers, and Jayna becomes attached to Flash, although he doesn't see her as a date. Zan and Jayna spend their time with Gleek, learning that they can use Gleek as a conduit for their powers. But through it all, they still feel as though they are outsiders to the group. Zan says they will never fit in, and Jayna agrees.