Captain Uni

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

@Letter Bee

"200 caps? Well holy shit, I'll do anything for that money!" And, with that, Albert breathed in as much as he could and then continued to sing. Meanwhile, Tim stood by a wall; it appeared that he was trying to lean against it, but with his bulky body it wouldn't be possible. He looked to any other person in the room and said "That's my friend!"

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

Albert thought to himself about the offer. 'Hmm... 25 caps isn't that bad, and I need to repair my jumpsuit...' He looked at Tim, "Hey, Tim!" He said. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Pizza?" Tim asked, which caused Albert to facepalm.
"No, I was thinking that we should accept the offer."
"Oh... Well alright." So, with Tim's reply, Albert looked back at the guards and said: "We'll take the deal."

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

Albert lied in the bed, grinning. Maybe he was grinning about the woman he 'did the do' with last night. Maybe he was grinning about how he and another woman were going to 'do the do' later. Well, it doesn't really matter; the woman was satisfied and as was Albert. He put on his Vault 121 jumpsuit, armored with patches of leather and scrap metal to produce some low-quality protection; it'd be useful against blunt hits, but a bullet? No chance.

As Albert walked to the door, the woman asked him: "Where're you goin', Al?"
'Looks like she's one of those I want to know where you're going types...' Thought Albert, before replying: "Oh, I was just gonna go and find Tim... I'll be right back!" That was a lie. It should have been obvious that Albert wasn't coming back, but the woman believed him.
"Make sure not to be gone too long!" She said. And with that, Albert left the motel room.

He found Tim in the lobby, playing with a paddle ball. The thing was crushed in his hand, and Tim shouted "Damn paddle ball! Why won't it stay together!"
"Uh, Tim? You're a bit too strong for that thing..." Said Albert.
"But if I can't use it as a weapon, why can't I play with it?"
"C'mon, Tim." With that, the duo left the motel and walked around Liberty Island.

The End: A Post-Apocalyptic RP

Note that while this is freeform and large posts aren't required, there is a quite a bit of lore in this (that I don't require you to read) and a simple stat, perk, and leveling system (which you HAVE to read when I post it).

So, first off, the introduction: The End came to me when I was watching The Road Warrior. I thought to myself, 'this would be cool. Maybe I can find a way to make this into an RP.' So, what started out as a simple Mad Max RP turned into a Post-Apocalyptic world with factions and important figures, each inspired by Mad Max, Fallout, A Boy and His Dog, and many other post-apocalyptic movies and games (which is why it has the fandom tag; due to all the things it was inspired by).

SO PLOT TIME NOW!
Lore/Timeline: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1x6tjThFqHiqm2aZ3lHH6U1GW5bdUP-9E_OjdLHwoOFg/edit?usp=sharing (note that I fuck over the laws of radiation quite a few times in this; sorry, just didn't want the first fifty years of the post-apocalyptic timeline to be 'everyone waits for the radiation to clear and then they leave fifty years after the war')

Summary for people who don't want to read the timeline: In the year 2058, the world went into a depression that made the Great Depression look like a kiss from your grandma. Everyone knew that war was imminent. Seeing this as an opportunity to make more cash, Pierce Industries began to build bomb shelters. In the three short years before The End, as it is called now, Pierce Industries commissioned to build 715 massive bomb shelters, each capable of housing half a million people, but only 583 were finished, with only 461 being filled to max population. Whether or not your family made it into a bomb shelter doesn't matter, as only seven are still populated; the rest were abandoned by their former citizens after fifteen to thirty years.

But that was long ago. In the year 2164, civilization is almost entirely rebuilt, but it is on the track to being destroyed once again by the greed of man. Most major settlements were built in pre-war cities, such as Las Vegas, Washington D.C., Los Angeles, New York City, etc. There are few very old people who managed to survive The End, though they are near death, yet they'll talk about it to you should you ask. One of the most notable people is known as 'The Outlander,' who exited from shelter number 511 and founded most major settlements along with the major factions known as the Badlands Alliance and the Eclipse Confederacy. He is said to be dead, but a few explorers claim to have met him in a place forgotten in time, known as Eden...

So, do I have any interest?

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

@Simple Unicycle, you have to post your character on the OOC Tab, then Characters'.

@Letter Bee

Oops! Sorry, still learning the ropes to the site, haha. Well, here's the thing again:

Albert and T-I-M

Name= Albert and T-I-M

Age= 24 and 3

Looks (picture optional)= Albert:

T-I-M:


Personality=
Albert: If his SPECIAL tells you anything, it's that Albert is as smooth as butter. He prefers to talk his way out of fighting, and occasionally even finds ways to turn enemies into friends. His interests include sex, gambling, and the music of Louis Armstrong.
T-I-M: Tim can be described as... Strange. For a robot, he sure has a lot of human emotions; and an excellent sense of humor. It can be assumed that Tim's brain is that of a pre-war comedian, but no one will ever know... His interests include telling jokes, hanging out with Albert, and being a robot.

Faction= Vaults

S.P.E.C.I.A.L=
Albert:
Strength- 5
Perception- 6
Endurance- 5
Charisma- 10
Intelligence- 6
Agility- 4
Luck- 6
T-I-M:
Strength- 7
Perception- 8
Endurance- 6
Charisma- 3
Intelligence- 4
Agility- 4
Luck- 10

Backstory= Albert was born and raised in Vault 121 to a mechanic (his father) and a doctor (his mother). Due to the constant cave-ins, his mother was always busy with patients while his father was busy repairing equipment damaged by said cave-ins, and so they had to keep Albert with them at all times, where there was often no children. As such, Albert was a rather lonely child; until he was 10 and could start watching himself.

At this age, Albert realized he was very charismatic and could easily talk with people (which he hadn't been doing since he was almost always in the engine room with his dad or in the clinic with his mom) after he asked out a girl whom he didn't even know and wasn't rejected. So, Albert talked more and more with people and by age 17 was on of the most well known people in the vault, and let's just say he was popular with the girls...

However, these happy times were soon ended after Albert's mom was crushed by rubble during a cave-in when Albert was 18. His father did a bad job of consoling him, and Albert stopped talking with him. While the tragedy made Albert's relation with his father bad, Albert was still the most popular man in the Vault, even though there were few people left. At age 21, Albert's dad built a robobrain named T-I-M (or Tim), who has a strangely human voice... Anyway, the robo-brain was built to service people in the vault, and as such was not armed with any weapons. Albert grew attached to Tim, and was often found roaming around with him in the Vault.

Three years later, the people of Vault 121 leave the Vault and set off into the wastes. Albert and Tim then go forth and... Well, do whatever it is they're going to do.

Vault Number: 121
Backstory on Vault: See Vault 121 in locations.

Weapon choice= His charisma. BUT, if words fail, Albert prefers to use a Colt 6520 10MM pistol.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

Albert and T-I-M

Name= Albert and T-I-M

Age= 24 and 3

Looks (picture optional)= Albert:

T-I-M:


Personality=
Albert: If his SPECIAL tells you anything, it's that Albert is as smooth as butter. He prefers to talk his way out of fighting, and occasionally even finds ways to turn enemies into friends. He is not strictly hetero-sexual, but he prefers women. However, if the need arises, he will have sex with a man to get his way. His interests include sex, gambling, and the music of Louis Armstrong.
T-I-M: Tim can be described as... Strange. For a robot, he sure has a lot of human emotions; and an excellent sense of humor. It can be assumed that Tim's brain is that of a pre-war comedian, but no one will ever know... His interests include telling jokes, hanging out with Albert, and being a robot.

Faction= Vaults

S.P.E.C.I.A.L=
Albert:
Strength- 5
Perception- 6
Endurance- 5
Charisma- 10
Intelligence- 6
Agility- 4
Luck- 6
T-I-M:
Strength- 7
Perception- 8
Endurance- 6
Charisma- 3
Intelligence- 4
Agility- 4 (-2 from EMP Shielding trait)
Luck- 10

Backstory= Albert was born and raised in Vault 121 to a mechanic (his father) and a doctor (his mother). Due to the constant cave-ins, his mother was always busy with patients while his father was busy repairing equipment damaged by said cave-ins, and so they had to keep Albert with them at all times, where there was often no children. As such, Albert was a rather lonely child; until he was 10 and could start watching himself.

At this age, Albert realized he was very charismatic and could easily talk with people (which he hadn't been doing since he was almost always in the engine room with his dad or in the clinic with his mom) after he asked out a girl whom he didn't even know and wasn't rejected. So, Albert talked more and more with people and by age 17 was on of the most well known people in the vault, and let's just say he was popular with the girls...

However, these happy times were soon ended after Albert's mom was crushed by rubble during a cave-in when Albert was 18. His father did a bad job of consoling him, and Albert stopped talking with him. While the tragedy made Albert's relation with his father bad, Albert was still the most popular man in the Vault, even though there were few people left. At age 21, Albert's dad built a robobrain named T-I-M (or Tim), who has a strangely human voice... Anyway, the robo-brain was built to service people in the vault, and as such was not armed with any weapons. Albert grew attached to Tim, and was often found roaming around with him in the Vault.

Three years later, the people of Vault 121 leave the Vault and set off into the wastes. Albert and Tim then go forth and... Well, do whatever it is they're going to do.

Vault Number: 121
Backstory on Vault: See Vault 121 in Locations

Traits:
Albert: Sex Appeal (From Fallout 2. Link: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Sex_Appeal), Good Natured (From Fallout, Fallout 2 and Fallout: New Vegas. Link: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Good_Natured)
T-I-M: Wild Wasteland (From Fallout: New Vegas. Link: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Wild_Wasteland), EMP Shielding (From Fallout: Tactics. Link: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/EMP_Shielding)

Perks:
Albert: Lady Killer, Fortune Finder, Gunslinger, Confirmed Bachelor
T-I-M: None

Flaws:
Albert: One Night Stander: Albert has often just had sex with women and left. As such, there are quite a few women whom he said he would stay with who are pissed that he just up and left.
Sex Appeal Downside: Most men find Albert to be irritating, where women adore him.
T-I-M: Wacky: Tim is a strange fellow, and as such people find it hard to understand him and even harder to get along with. Albert, for some reason, just clicked with him.

Weapon choice=
Albert: His charisma. BUT, if words fail, Albert prefers to use a Colt 6520 10MM pistol.
T-I-M: His fists, or any gun he can get his hands on.

So a Unicycle Walks Into A Bar...

... And forgets the punchline.

Hello, I'm Simple Unicycle! I'm just a 14-year-old guy with too much time on his hands, so he spends that time roleplaying and watching pr0n browsing the internet. I also should have posted this a few days ago.
I guess I should talk about myself...?
Well, I'm from Arizona, AKA the state where it's always frigging hot, I want to be a comedian (probably shouldn't if no one laughed at the crappy joke above), I LOVE the Fallout series and post-apocalyptic settings (and I'm sure my first roleplay will be post-apocalyptic), and I think that Coca-Cola is the best drink ever.
So that's me.
Bye now.

Legendary

Connor Fintaul

Name: Connor Fintaul

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance: Click.

Species: Human

Backstory: Connor was born in a small village in the south, where he was raised on a farm. His mother died during childbirth, and as such he was left with his father. Unlike his father (and most of the other villagers), Connor wanted to see what was past their small little corner of the world. So, on his 15th birthday, Conner spent the last of his money on gear and set off to start his new life as a wanderer.

At age 17, Connor ran into an elderly hermit in the woods. The hermit, actually a kind old enchanter, enchanted Connor's sword so that it could 'light up on even the most darkest of nights', which Connor found out basically means it'll light up in the dark and is pretty useful against people who use or are powered by dark magic.

Connor, now 19, was spending the night at an inn when he heard of the sword Earthrent. He set out the next day in search of the legendary blade to replace his old sword.

Personality: Connor is a curious and an adventurous fellow, which oftentimes leads him to dangerous situations which he believes makes the adventure all the more fun. He is rather sarcastic and is usually called a smartass, due to his wisecracking at even the most serious situations. Connor also speaks in a Cockney accent, which tends to annoy quite a few people because he, how most villagers in his town explained it, "doesn't do words well."

Special Weapon: Connor's Sword: The sword Connor bought at 15, that was enchanted by the old enchanter to light up, and as such became a weapon imbued with light. It is large, thick blade made of chipped steel that is held by a grip wrapped in dull, brown leather. It definitely isn't impressive to most, and there are many like it, but this one is his.

Legendary

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Legendary

Even I don't know him, and I know pretty much everyone on that site. Damn you, Sombrero! I need to save my thinking abilities for school!