Hey so since just about everyone is viewing the page, could someone post in IC to keep it moving.
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@Brink_ God bless you brink
@SweetOwlette Yes, but just a note the U.S. Is all "Taken" if you will.
@AkitaKhrushchev Okay, but yeah I'm perfectly fine with power armor in small doses.
@AkitaKhrushchev I'd be okay with minimal amounts of power armor, I don't want your wntire army walking around with it on.
While I'm fine with the RP getting started now, there were just a few things I'm going to be correcting or expanding on my NS, if that's alright. In particular, there were some things I wanted to clarify or alter in the military section, if that's okay with you. I don't intend to do anything stupidly broken or what not, of course. Mostly just being more specific on what I actually have and don't have.
EDIT: Also, how close is technology to Fallout?
Yes, I'm totally fine with you editing your NS, and it's 2050's tech, such as someone pointed out on pg.1 would have early laser rifles
Sorry it wasn't that long I didn't know how I should've started, plus it got deleted twice. It really should be longer, and I feel bad because it's not...
President Coleman paces back and fourth in his capitol in Jackson, Mississippi, worried about the 5th Florida infantry and 9th Texas Armored. Three weeks ago while in his office talking with the general overseeing the mission on the radio, he lost communication suddenly and hasn't left his office since. His meals has had to be brought in to him as he either paces in front of or just sits near the radio awaiting any form of communication from the general. "I've had enough of this damned waiting!" Coleman yells standing up and walks over to his closet, opening it to find his old combat armor and model 1887. As he takes the armor off of the hanger and begins putting it on when there is a knock at the door. quickly he throws off the armor, closes the closet door and sits down. "Yes, come in the door is open.". The general of the battalions in question steps in with a file and Coleman breaths a sigh of happiness and relief. "My god you had me worried!" Coleman chuckles and the general approaches with a grim expression and puts down the file. "Sir." the general begins "When arriving to the state of Virginia, we found it was overrun by deathclaws, it appears the more north we go the more there are. We were lucky to save the men we did. We also saved a village of Raiders which the men and women have pledged to join our 1st Virginia infantry.". Coleman pauses at the fact that there are more and more deathclaws appearing. "Well, atleast that's all." Coleman chuckles nervously, but stops when the general shakes his head. "No sir, we have also gotten reports of other nations forming, many with large militaries as well as large populations, the closest being the New California Republic". Coleman looks at the map the general just put down and looks at all the countries. " Get my jet ready, I'm heading to California." He pauses again. "Also, begin the invasion of Kentucky, I want it done by the time we meet an agreement of alliance.". "Yes, Sir!" 3 Hours later the jet takes off, on it's way to California to meet with it's leader in hope to form an alliance.
@bluetommy2@RhineQueen@AkitaKhrushchev@Brink_@Commodore Robot@Derlerks123 Unless there are any objections, I will be starting later today
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