Nyther

Fallout: Memories of Tomorrow

Name: James "With a Z" (That is how he always introduces himself, even though he spells his name with an 'S')
Date of Birth: March 5, 2046
Physical Description: 5ft 8in. 165lbs. Medium build.
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Profession: Hunter
Background: He grew up in Wyoming on a ranch. Isolated from most the world. He learned everything needed to make a ranch thrive. Hunting, breaking horses, and basic labor. He lived on the ranch for many years. One day bandits tried to take over the ranch. He wasn't strong enough to save his ranch and bandits burned the ranch to the ground. They killed everyone, save for James. Wandering the wastelands he learned to fend for himself and became distrustful of all people. While he eked out a living as a hunter and trapper he lost touch with humanity.
Personality: He is an outdoors man. He has been surviving alone and isn't quite all there mentally when it comes to interacting with others.
SPECIAL:
Strength 5
Perception 6
Endurance 6
Charisma 5
Intelligence 5
Agility 6
Luck 5

End of Days: Flashpoint

Miles hadn't even noticed the girl in the corner. She told the man to be quiet, but in a timid way that Miles knew this man wouldn't listen to. Miles didn't think the man was being hateful, but was just one of those outspoken types. He smiled as the man reveled his crazy white hair. "Well, it's not so much generic manual labor. I'm more of a, how do you say, metallurgic specialist." He saw the man just stare at him. "If it's made of metal I can fix it. It's not brain surgery, but it's a specialty." Miles took and finished his beer. He heard his stomach growl slightly. He reached in his pocket and fished out some more money. He waved down the bartender. "Give me a sandwich and another beer to wash out the taste." The bartender looked at Miles incredulously. "Just two pieces of bread then?" The bartender asked. Miles just stared at him. "Put something that either resembles meat or cheese in between them."

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

Flynn saw the mixture of confusion and anger in her face. "Please trust me." He implored her. "I'll get us out of here." Then something she said made him pause. "What you did on the ship." She said to him. It all started to click in his head. That's what she had on her. That was the unknown object. It was an illusion devise. Rage flowed back in him. Everything around him faded away. She had tricked him. He was about to go full on berserk, when he heard it. It started out as a distant rumble, but soon it got louder and the place began to shake slightly. They were attacking. He looked at Alyson's face. All he could see was fear. His rage vanished as quickly as it had surfaced. "I don't fucking care!" Flynn yelled at her. "I don't care what happened on the ship. It doesn't matter who first lied to who. I need to protect you." The words came out before he realized what he had said. This wasn't a time to mince words.

Another rumble hit the building. This time pieces of the ceiling began to fall. "Alyson!" Flynn yelled, reaching out his hand to her. Then another hit on the building. This time a large piece of the ceiling fell onto her head, gashing it open. "Please!" Flynn yelled again. He watched her grab her head and stand up. She grabbed a pistol off a hidden panel in the wall. She looked up at Flynn and threatened him with death if he betrayed her. Flynn watched as she unlocked his cell door. As soon as he could squeeze through the opening door, Flynn ran to Alyson. Trying to usher her towards the door, he ended up slightly picking her up and sitting her down in front of the door.

"Take me to my ship!" Flynn shouted as the rumblings in the building were now at a deafening pitch. She punched in the code and door opened. They both ran up the stairs and she led him into a control room. "I have to set off the bomb." She yelled running to a control panel. "Just hurry!" Flynn shouted back at her. He watched as she started punching buttons. Her hands moved seamlessly over the panel. Flynn looked around the room and he saw it. His vest and gun were sitting at a table. He sprinted over to them and put on his vest and examined his gun.

Alyson finished at the panel as all the lights in the building now flashed red. "We only have a few minutes until..." Alyson started as she turned to Flynn. She saw the gun in his hand and pointed hers at him. Flynn's eyes widened in realization. "No no no!" Flynn screamed quickly holstering his pistol and putting his hands up. Alyson eyed him suspiciously before putting her gun down. She ran past him and towards the docking bay. Flynn followed close behind her. Flynn saw the docking bay doors and hope started to renew in him. Suddenly Alyson turned right and ran up some stairs. "Where are you going?!" Flynn demanded. He didn't hear her reply. He stood there for a second looking at the docking bay doors. He was right there. He was only a few yards from freedom.

"Goddammit Alyson!" Flynn screamed running up the stairs after her. At this time the building was falling apart. Everything was falling down and crumbling around them. The stairs ended at a hallway that connected several rooms. He ran looking into each until he saw Alyson in one of them grabbing some clothes. "We have to go! NOW!" Flynn shouted to her. She turned slightly and went to say something when the door frame collapsed between them. "No! Goddammit no!" Flynn screamed immediately trying to pull the rubble free. No matter how much he yanked, none of it moved. He screamed in anger. "I'm not fucking leaving you here!"

Suddenly a voice down the hall yelled out to him. "You coming?" Alyson said calmly. Flynn was beside himself in confusion as he ran towards her. "How did you get out here?" Flynn asked. "The rooms are connected to each other." She said calmly. Flynn's face went red. "Come the fuck on!" He yelled leading her to the docking bay. The docking bay doors slid open slowly as they ran through. Only two ships reminded in the bay, Flynn's and Alyson's. They rushed to his ship and the place started to fall apart completely. Once inside Flynn slammed down into the chair and Alyson stood behind him. "VIC! Take us wherever Alyson says and put me through to the ships orbiting the planet." Flynn barked.

The ship slowly took to the sky as VIC chimed up. "Coordinates can be entered once we have left the atmosphere. Patching you through to the ships now Flynn." The windshield went blue as the radio sprang to life. "This is Corporal Taggart. Original claimant of the bounty. I had her until you jackasses started to bomb the planet. You have severely damaged my ship. You can fucking have the bounty as the building is collapsing in on her." For a moment there was silence as Flynn smiled at Alyson and patted her hand. Suddenly a voice came over the radio. "How do we know you don't have her on your ship?" The voice hissed.

Alyson looked at Flynn frightened. Flynn shot back over the radio. "Look, I don't give a fuck what you think. I'm not claiming the bounty because she's dead down there. The fact that I'm not claiming the bounty should be enough for you assholes. However, if you want to explain blowing up a damaged ship containing a member of the Marine Corps to the Federation, be my fucking guest." With that Flynn shut the radio off and looked at Alyson. "Now we just wait until we leave the planet to see if that worked."

End of Days: Flashpoint

Miles eyed the odd man as he spun around in his chair. He smiled slightly as made a happy noise as he spun. He took a swig from his beer and address him. "Not looking to kill or steal. Just a handy man. General labor. Just looking to make a little money. That's all." He adjusted his suit nervously. The man didn't seem dangerous, but you never knew around here. Miles wasn't good at reading people so he couldn't tell what motives the man had. He shifted from facing the bar to facing the man. He leaned against the bar. "What about you sir? What are you doing here? Just here for the bar stools?" Miles grinned to himself.

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

I do like it. Hope you like my response.

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

As Alyson put her hand on his, Flynn closed his eyes and smiled. He was soaking up this moment. Suddenly Alyson's phone rang. She pulled away as he held his hand out a bit longer. Wishing he could have felt her hand on his a bit longer. As she ran out he tried to snap himself out of this, feeling. "I'm a fucking marine. The best of the best." Was he going let some woman make him feel all gooey inside? A singular answer came back. "Yes." Flynn sighed. "Well shit." Flynn smiled to himself. He glanced at the bars he had been trying to loosen and felt no desire to try and escape. Whatever was going to happen he was going to let happen. This whole situation was a bit odd, but he felt fairly good inside. It was the first time he'd felt that way in a long time.

He then heard Alyson come back in. He looked up with a slight smile, but she seemed concerned. She walked up to the bars and looked down at him. "We have a problem." She said to him. He stood up and gripped the bars right above her hands. He figured she was going to tell him that she would have to kill him now. 'What?" He said cocking an eyebrow up. She then told him about the group of bounty hunters that was in the area. "Shit!" Flynn exclaimed walking away from the door. "Makes sense." He said, pacing up and down the cell.

"Whoever gave me the bounty must have tried to contact me. I didn't respond so he sent the bounty out to anyone that wanted it." He turned and looked at Alyson as his eyes widened. "I guarantee that when I took the bounty, VIC broadcast everything I did and everywhere I went back to...Fuck! I know who put the bounty on you." Flynn began to shake his head. "I can't believe I didn't see it before. I don't remember his name, but he was my first bounty. He was just some two-bit drug hustler. He wasn't an easy catch. He had connections everywhere. When I finally caught him, he swore he'd be the number one criminal in the galaxy."

Flynn punched the cell wall in frustration. "As I kept hunting, more and more of my bounties ended up working for him. I heard talk that he was mercilessly killing every big time criminal he could. At the time I didn't care. It made my job that much easier. Now he's after you." Flynn rushed up to the bars and looked at Alyson. "He couldn't find you, so he put a bounty out on your head. Let bounty hunters do the work." He looked pleadingly at Alyson. "You need to let me out." He saw the look on Alyson's face. Before she could say anything. "You need to come with me. Those other bounty hunters will kill you all and will blow up any unknown ship that takes off from this planet. I know you have that cloaking thing, but you're detectable for a few minutes as you take off. They'll know my ship. They won't shoot me down...right away. You have to trust me." Flynn looked at Alyson imploringly. "Please trust me. I won't let anything happen to you."

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

It's my fault. I'm pretty sarcastic and I forget to tone it down around people I don't know well sometimes.
But this RP is going great to me as well.

{this little light of mine}

Name : Ferdinand Johns

Age : 42

Race : Human (Priest of Cuthbert)

Personality : Quite and reserved.

History : Being abandoned on the Church of St. Cuthbert's steps as a child, the order is all he knows. He constantly seeks wisdom and reads constantly

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I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

I forget sarcasm doesn't translate well to text. I was kidding I promise. I think this is going great.

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

I'm messing with you. Hence the 'lol'