MarsAdept

Shin Megami Tensei: Fate/Drei The Three Sided War

Question!

If I play the master and the servant, does that count as my two characters?

I just want to make sure before I begin my character sheet.

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave

DemonTongue said
THEN WE CAN SHOOT DOWN A VIRTIBIRD, WITH A VIRTIBIRD FROM ANOTHER VIRTIBIRD.

A fantastic idea. I like it. I am proud to be a part of this plan.

Anyways, I expanded my bio for my character a bit. I hope it works. I am shooting for the medic slot. Medics are important to units trust me. I would be unemployed right now if it weren't true.:)

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave

Um... alright. Expand history and explain why he was selected. I can do that.

Gwen x MarsAdept 1x1 roleplay.

The world is cold... The universe is just as cold. It is filled with an unknowable number of stars that burn at billions of degrees by way of nuclear fission. However even those stellar giants die. They may be trying to warm the universe but in the end the cold still win. They're efforts are in vain. People... Humans are the same way. Yeah every couple generations a truly great person comes around, however their goodness, their warmth, dies with them. Sometimes their afterglow lives on for a few more decades but ultimately the cold wins. As humanity spend among the stars of the galaxy, it divided and turned on itself. Nothing new. Humans are cold and they cannot leave each other alone. When the first planetary exodus left the Sol system, they were so hopeful. They hoped to leave the scourges of war, famine, and greed behind. However the scourges followed them like rats on a ship. I have seen it over and over again among the human worlds. Thousands of worlds in the galaxy and not one truly pure. I saw combat in environments that would terrify the imaginations of the first space colonists. I have seen warships burn off the shoulder of Orion. I have seen in entire planets die burning in the invisible fire of nuclear warheads. Humanity is only alive because I do not know what. I would have to guess it is because the distance in the cold vacuum of the universe.

I swirl the ice cube around the bottom of my drinking glass. Synahol was a poor substitute for alcohol but it gave all the flavor without the dizziness. It still suited me. It at least allowed me to relax like the real thing. I looked around the room. I was sitting in a booth by myself at the back of a noisy establishment. This place was not the best place. The planet it was on was far from Federation space and it's central government was nonexistent. This place was a gathering place for space pirates, mercenaries, and other criminal scum. Not a place one would expect to find a former Federation officer like myself. I no longer looked like a Federation soldier anyways. I had left that past behind me. My Brown hair was long and I had the beginning of a beard from not shaving in 2 days. I wore plain cloths that drew no attention to myself. Sadly and with a little anger showing in my focused eyes, I scanned over the patrons in the establishment. All of whom, I felt were just lying to themselves that they were happy and safe in this cold corner of a cold universe.

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave

Vash said http://th07.deviantart.net/fs45/PRE/f/2009/113/a/3/101_by_sandara.jpg . Literally the appearance for my first roleplay character ever. Ironically, it was here on RPG. You brought back a lot of good and horrible memories with this picture, mars.

I can change the pic if it bothers you. I just picked the best one at the time.

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave

Roger that, boss man. I will change my direction. Too easy. It does not worry me my character is incomplete at the moment anyways.

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave

I am finished for the most part. I might expand my character's history a bit.

character sheet

Agent Name: Icarus Rose

Agent Code Name: Phoenix

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance: something like this minus the death claw gauntlet.

Armor: riot gear minus helmet.

Clothing: roving trader's outfit

Weapons: Gehenna, 10 mm pistol, and a 40 grenade launcher.

Miscellaneous items: he carries enough medical supplies to provide self aid when injured and to treat up to 3 additional personnel.

Forces of habit: Icarus tend to be fairly good natured and always positive. He does not actively seek violence unless he determines it to be the only course of diplomacy (or orders). He is very knowledgeable about technology and human anatomy. He is tough and resilient. He has a slight masochistic tendency which might hide a subconscious self hatred.

Biography: Born and raised in the woods outside East Lancing, Michigan, Icarus had it rough. His community had to constantly fend off raiders, ghouls, and the occasional rogue robot coming from the radioactive ruins of Detroit. His parents were the village's healers and naturally he was trained and expected to be the next healer for the village. It was a task he happily embraced. He learned to treat radiation sickness, bullet wounds, animal bites, and other common aliments that befell the locals. His skills made him important to his community and he felt he belonged. His father was killed while on a hunt out in the woods by what the witnesses called a "big black bear that was more ferocious than the mythological grizzly bear." His mother was stricken with grief and died a month later after refusing food and water. Icarus was taken in by the tribe who encouraged him to perfect his healing art.

The constant dangers around the area and attacks from Detroit dwindled the numbers in his community. Until ultimately, raiders finally overran his communities defenses. Instead of fighting, he was told to flee with the woman and children of the town. He was sent wandering the Great Lakes region with other refugees. He already had standing with the villagers before, but now since he was the oldest surviving man, he became the unofficial chief of the newly nomadic tribe at the age of 17. He organized the survivors and lead them up to Lake Huron. He did not know what he would find there but he went anyways.

Once there he found an old shipping yard that had been abandoned except for scavenging radroaches. It was already fortified by high barb wire fences and cement structures. Icarus got his people inside and found refuge in one of the many prewar buildings. They got the electricity working once more and slowly began to explore the compound. There were two large cargo vessels still anchored in the shipyard. One was still seaworthy. The other got picked over for supplies. Icarus began assigning duties to man the fortifications and vowed that no one would take this place from us.

His people lived there for 3 years without incident. They worked out a farming rotation and fishing. They had electricity and warmth. It was a working paradise. It all came to a standstill when a strange sound came from over the water. Three verified came out of the clouds and descended onto the docks. All three landed and out came soldiers in shining power armor. From among the formidable force stepped a man who introduced himself. He explained he was from the Enclave and that they were America reborn. He also explained the importance of his tribes location and gave them an ultimatum. Be absorbed into the Enclave and rebuild America or be destroyed. His people took a vote and none said no. They were always American even after the bombs. When America came calling they gladly answered.

The shipyard got reinforced by Enclave forces who quickly turned it into a main crossing point for Enclave equipment. With the promise of the safety of his people at the shipyard, Icarus left his people to fight for the Enclave. He enlisted and shortly after his medical knowledge became useful to his new employers. His squad sustained heavy casualties when the Enclave pushed it's way east and south into Maine. They all survived because of him. From there he moved from squad to squad unit to unit for mission after mission. Power armor does a lot but there was no way to stop physics and when soldiers get hurt, someone has to give aid immediately otherwise death steals another soul away.

Extra:

Fallout: Rebirth of the Enclave Intchk

I am interested too. I always liked the enclave though I feel its actions are subject to question.

Immortal Realms: Interest Checks and pre-sign ups

You definitely have my interest. You even have a god that fits my world view, Chausuim. I would like to claim that God and be the archer diplomat. Here is a quick CS.

Name: Sophia Umbra

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Religion/Class: Chausim- Archer

Appearance: Her long brown hair is pulled back into a pony tail most of the time. Her eyes are a brilliant blue. She is a short 5 ft 4 in tall and fit. She tend to wear leather armor on her side left side and shoulder and on both her arms. She does not wear heavier so that she can still able to move. She wears a skirt that comes down to just above her knees and combat boots.

Personality: She is easy going and goes with the flow most of the time. She tries to keep a positive attitude and be polite to those she meets. She does despise stagnation, routine, and tradition. She was always that way before she took up wandering and found Chausim. She can never stay in once place for long without feeling the itch to move.

History: She was born and raised by her parents in the Caritasim tradition. Because of that she does not harbor any real bias to anyone. However, her rebellious nature but her at odds with her family and village from a relatively young age. She was alway arguing with elders and her parents. When she was 16, she had enough and after an argument left her village and family behind. Never to look back. She has wandered aimlessly since taking odd jobs that did not tie her down.

Other Information:

Mecha RP?

I am interested. I am a huge fan of the Mecha genre.