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8 yrs ago
Current Taking a break so I can figure some stuff out. See you in a few days.
8 yrs ago
Just gotta check in 10 times before bed.
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8 yrs ago
Herpetology is not the study of STD's. The more you know.
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8 yrs ago
I share Ron Swanson's love of breakfast food.
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8 yrs ago
"Did you eat the entire pizza?" "...Yes"
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Well, uh, I think I'd like to join if you'd have me.

I'd also appreciate a CS sheet <.<
Maybe a list of races too, now that I think about it

@Aristocles
What is this about exactly?

@Aristocles
Boom, it's edited. @Blu
I'm a fan of the CIA idea, I'll try to work that into his background. Thanks for the help :D

@Blu@Rune_Alchemist
Is it alright if Alex lives in Innsmouth, Massachusetts and his girlfriend had a similar fate to the high school senior and now he's on a hunt for answers? @Blu
*Cries into character sheet*
Name: Ren Geovani

Nickname: N/A

Age: N/A

Race: Synth

Morals: Doesn't believe in innocence, everyone is evil in some way, there is no such thing as a pure mortal in her mind. She also doesn't support the idea of having slaves. She won't take prisoners, it's either kill them all or leave them be.

Faction: None

Flaws: Doesn't pitty people, and doesn't spare the lives of anyone.

Background: Ren had a dog once. But one day it slobbered on her, causing her to malfunction and kill the animal. She no longer likes dogs. Other than that, Ren has had a pretty simple, Synthetic life. Although, she doesn't really like the people that made her this way.

Looks:


Other (Optional): Is a 2.5 Gen, a mix between Valentine and 3rd Gen.
The brightly colored houses are falling apart, wood rotten and soaked with Fallout. Giant insects nest inside these buildings, and a lone Mr. Handy attempts to polish a rusted car.
"The bushes are trimmed and some pieces of roof are no longer in the living room, now if I can just-" the Mr. Handy stops speaking when a door falls off the car. It made a defeated noise and leaned the car door against the vehicle. It began to pretend to trim the dead bushes in front of the blue house in an attempt to busy itself. The Mr. Handy began attempting to hum a tune as it cut at the air with its garden shears.


Ren opened her eyes and found herself leaning against a nearly full trash can in an abandoned truck stop parking lot. She had bits of dirt and dead grass stuck in her brilliant red locks, which slightly annoyed her, but she had more important things to deal with, like how long had she been sleeping. She stretched out and her shoulder made a grinding noise, causing her to halt and stare blankly at her right shoulder. She experimentally moved her arm upwards, causing the sound of metal against metal to fill the truck stop. Ren sighed and continued to fully stretch, ignoring her clunky shoulder. Ignoring it probably didn't help, but there was nothing she could really do about it at this point.
[Based off of Fallout 3 & 4]

One sunny day in Boston, the world changed. October 23, 2077, the day the world died. Nukes flew from attacking countries, right into our once beautiful country. Hell rained from the skies as water became poison. Some made it to the vaults, others were either lucky enough to be out of blast radius, or their flesh melted from their faces.
Exactly 210 years after Earth turned into the Devil's Playground, several vaults near and in Boston opened, showing these survivors what had become of the world while they slept soundly.
They grabbed guns and looked down at what used to be their homes, and where their family's once played together.
Not only the vault dwellers wanted to roll around in the radiation. Rogue mutants, Malfunctioning Synths, and even Ghouls travel the wastes, searching for a new life, or to make up for what lives they've lost.

Alright, explorers of the Wastes, it's time to cover the basics. Yes, even Hell has its rules.

1. No Time Skips or Fast Travel Without Asking for approval.
2. Please Don't Insult in the OCC,
3. Be Patient, not everyone is in the same timezone.
4. Length of a Post Doesn't Matter as long as you Get the Point Across.
5. Don't be a Wanderer or a Sole Survivor, it just doesn't really work with the role play.
6. No God Mode, if you want to be a Courser or something you need to have a disability to make you less OP, that way it makes it fair for everyone.
7. Ask Before Introducing an NPC
8. Do Not Kill other Players Without Their Consent

Now, time to choose a pretty face. Or an ugly one, whatever you're into, cupcake.

Character Sheet -
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Race:
Morals:
Flaws:
Faction (Brother Hood, Institution, None, Etc.):
Background (How did they grow up, how was family life, siblings? Relationships? Pets?):
Looks (Either a picture or a very, very detailed description.):
Other (Optional):

Like the horrible person I am, I made it so that each race has a disability. Humans are squishy, super mutants are well, stupid, ghouls are crazy sensitive to light, synths break when wet, and Coursers need a disability, like having your arms chopped off. Add your disability in the Other section.

Happy Hunting
Thanks, I'll edit it. I'll let you know when I finish.

I'm not completely sure how to make Alexander less "bystandery."
Any suggestions? x.x

@Blu
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