@Skygirl Not too sure tbh, but I’m working on an Exodite post that may help start to move things along. I spent a lot of time on my character so if this doesn’t go anywhere I may just start my own RP and recycle them for that. Gonna give this one another week or so to see who else wants to join and if Lucian is coming back.
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I’ve updated the details about the Green, added a map for its spread. I’ll be posting a few more bits of information including a timeline in the next few days
@Cymbeline90 Accepted, I like the background and mystery relating to his mother.
Only note will be that the Kings are no longer as powerful as they were in FNV.
Only note will be that the Kings are no longer as powerful as they were in FNV.
@Cymbeline90Sound great! The only major change the Followers have had is the loss of the Mormon Fort. Otherwise you have a lot of freedom in deciding what they look like. When I post more information about the Green it’ll make more sense what happened to the fort.
@Letter Bee Not exactly. 3rd Infantry is simply the largest military force in the Mojave and will thus be in opposition to nearly all other factions. You can RP your characters however you want but they may be given orders they disagree with. Whether or not they decide to act on these orders will be a point of conflict for the story and will carry consequences for them.
Edit: For example if they are assigned to deliver prisoners to the NCRCF labor camp. How will they deal with this? If they are given orders to take supplies from a town, how will they chose to carry out these orders.
You will never be forced to do anything you don’t want to do/is against your characters beliefs. But since they are part of a military and are in a hostile environment there can be consequences to their choices.
Edit: For example if they are assigned to deliver prisoners to the NCRCF labor camp. How will they deal with this? If they are given orders to take supplies from a town, how will they chose to carry out these orders.
You will never be forced to do anything you don’t want to do/is against your characters beliefs. But since they are part of a military and are in a hostile environment there can be consequences to their choices.
I’ll be posting another update tomorrow with some more information the Green, such as significant locations associated with it.
I’ll also be adding some general information on the NCR and how they’ve changed. If I have enough time I’ll also try and get some more details
About the current physical state of the Mojave. Which locations have changed hands, which factions have appeared/gone away.
I’ve also updated the 3rd Infantry sheet to reflect the territory they control. They are larger than other factions and will function mostly as antagonists for the early part of the RP.
There is still time to get more character and faction sheets in as the RP won’t really kick off until June.
I’ll also be adding some general information on the NCR and how they’ve changed. If I have enough time I’ll also try and get some more details
About the current physical state of the Mojave. Which locations have changed hands, which factions have appeared/gone away.
I’ve also updated the 3rd Infantry sheet to reflect the territory they control. They are larger than other factions and will function mostly as antagonists for the early part of the RP.
There is still time to get more character and faction sheets in as the RP won’t really kick off until June.
Warboss Ar-Patu - Yonah System.
The bridge of his capital ship shuddered as the murky view of the warp tore open into a flash of unreal color. The ship vibrated beneath his boots as the drag of realspace caught the ship from its warp jump. Ar-Patu looked at the planet ahead, a perfect blue-green marble hanging in the cold light of the void. He didn’t recognize it. The grot engineer next to him slunk back from a galactic positioning console, he pointed at the screen.
“It's not right boss!”
Ar-Patu shifted his weight and stared down at the glowing screen. The grot was right, this wasn’t the Osage cluster. Ar-Patu looked back at the planet ahead of them, he could feel the hot air of rage building in his chest. This wasn’t Ovestia, this wasn’t their target. The grot slunk back further as Ar-Patu began to shake in fury, his breaths heavy and short. He looked around for someone to blame, his gaze settled on the big mek, a wiry greenskin whose face was buried in the navigation computer.
“You!” Ar-Patu’s voice rattled the bridge, his cyborg body distorting the growl. The big mek looked up, his face twisted in anger and fear.
“You brought us here! Wez in the wrong system!” The big mek tried to shrink; he looked back towards the vaulted exit door then back to his warboss.
“Honest mistake boss, we can still get ba-” The big mek’s body snapped in two as Ar-Patu’s great pincer-claw closed around his midsection. He threw the head and chest against the far wall and brought his power claw down upon the legs smashing them into the floor. The other greenskins at their control stations backed away but waited there silent.
Ar-Patu looked out the viewport, a staggering line of frigates and cruisers clustered around his ship. His fleet hung there, silent, waiting for the order. Ten years he had been preparing this army. Ten years he had spent researching Ovestia and the Imperial defenses in the Osage cluster. Ten years he had spent conquering three star systems to gather the soldiers and resources needed. Ten years spent manufacturing ammunition, armor, ships and weapons for his horde. Ten years spent fighting rival bosses and usurpers to maintain his power. Ten years wasted on a miscalculated warp jump.
He narrowed his eyes, the planet coming into sharper focus. Ar-Patu knew it would have verdant forests, fertile fields and bountiful oceans. Mountains rich with ore and deserts filled with promethium. It would be a good target for his rage. He turned towards the communication alcove, several greenskins stood looking at him stupefied.
“Raise the kaptains on the comms, give the order for a war!”
The bridge of his capital ship shuddered as the murky view of the warp tore open into a flash of unreal color. The ship vibrated beneath his boots as the drag of realspace caught the ship from its warp jump. Ar-Patu looked at the planet ahead, a perfect blue-green marble hanging in the cold light of the void. He didn’t recognize it. The grot engineer next to him slunk back from a galactic positioning console, he pointed at the screen.
“It's not right boss!”
Ar-Patu shifted his weight and stared down at the glowing screen. The grot was right, this wasn’t the Osage cluster. Ar-Patu looked back at the planet ahead of them, he could feel the hot air of rage building in his chest. This wasn’t Ovestia, this wasn’t their target. The grot slunk back further as Ar-Patu began to shake in fury, his breaths heavy and short. He looked around for someone to blame, his gaze settled on the big mek, a wiry greenskin whose face was buried in the navigation computer.
“You!” Ar-Patu’s voice rattled the bridge, his cyborg body distorting the growl. The big mek looked up, his face twisted in anger and fear.
“You brought us here! Wez in the wrong system!” The big mek tried to shrink; he looked back towards the vaulted exit door then back to his warboss.
“Honest mistake boss, we can still get ba-” The big mek’s body snapped in two as Ar-Patu’s great pincer-claw closed around his midsection. He threw the head and chest against the far wall and brought his power claw down upon the legs smashing them into the floor. The other greenskins at their control stations backed away but waited there silent.
Ar-Patu looked out the viewport, a staggering line of frigates and cruisers clustered around his ship. His fleet hung there, silent, waiting for the order. Ten years he had been preparing this army. Ten years he had spent researching Ovestia and the Imperial defenses in the Osage cluster. Ten years he had spent conquering three star systems to gather the soldiers and resources needed. Ten years spent manufacturing ammunition, armor, ships and weapons for his horde. Ten years spent fighting rival bosses and usurpers to maintain his power. Ten years wasted on a miscalculated warp jump.
He narrowed his eyes, the planet coming into sharper focus. Ar-Patu knew it would have verdant forests, fertile fields and bountiful oceans. Mountains rich with ore and deserts filled with promethium. It would be a good target for his rage. He turned towards the communication alcove, several greenskins stood looking at him stupefied.
“Raise the kaptains on the comms, give the order for a war!”
@Letter Bee Sounds good. Since they are so young I’m assuming they’ve only been in the Mojave for about a year correct?
@Letter Bee
Did you have a company in mind for them? If not I’ll have them be in 3rd Company since they operate in the Western area of the Mojave near Goodsprings. I’m updating the 3rd Infantry sheet a bit more as well.
Did you have a company in mind for them? If not I’ll have them be in 3rd Company since they operate in the Western area of the Mojave near Goodsprings. I’m updating the 3rd Infantry sheet a bit more as well.
@Letter Bee
Sheet is accepted. Two characters is fine, I like the dynamic between them. Since they are so young though I’d prefer if they only had one hunting rifle with scope to share. I feel that the NCR wouldn’t have the resources to arm two young soldiers with two rifles each.
What unit are they with? Are they in the 3rd infantry or one of the newer units sent into the Mojave? If they are in another unit could you give some details on it?
Also just fyi in terms of what is allowed for “underage” characters since this is a post-apocalyptic setting I’m fine with drug and alcohol use and violence but any kind of excessive violence or anything of a sexual nature should only be implied or referenced and not explicitly described. I don’t think we’ll have an issue with it but just wanted to be upfront.
Edit: Also what rank are they in the NCR? I'm fine with a private/private 1st class or a corporal.
Sheet is accepted. Two characters is fine, I like the dynamic between them. Since they are so young though I’d prefer if they only had one hunting rifle with scope to share. I feel that the NCR wouldn’t have the resources to arm two young soldiers with two rifles each.
What unit are they with? Are they in the 3rd infantry or one of the newer units sent into the Mojave? If they are in another unit could you give some details on it?
Also just fyi in terms of what is allowed for “underage” characters since this is a post-apocalyptic setting I’m fine with drug and alcohol use and violence but any kind of excessive violence or anything of a sexual nature should only be implied or referenced and not explicitly described. I don’t think we’ll have an issue with it but just wanted to be upfront.
Edit: Also what rank are they in the NCR? I'm fine with a private/private 1st class or a corporal.
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