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The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Brexit sounds like a really haughty substitute for breakfast, for some reason.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

Work in Progress. I just got my history left.

My character

Name: Carver Sutherland

Alias: Wetland Wanderer

Age: 24, give or take a few centuries

Gender: M

Race: Human

Primary Skills*: Guns, Unarmed, Barter

SPECIAL*: 33
Strength: 4
Perception: 7
Endurance: 6
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 7
Luck: 5

Gear/inventory:

• .44 Magnum (45)
• Lever Action Rifle (38)
• Combat Knife
• Drifter Outfit
• Radaway (x4)
• Nuka Cola
• Purified Water
• Stimpak (x3)

History: Carver was born in Jacksonville, Florida 23 years before the bombs fell to a family of mixed Celtic and Seminole heritage. His father worked in a steel mill and his mother worked as an attorney for the Mayor of the largest city in Florida. They never had the money to send him to college, and Carver had been working odd jobs since he was 15. The list includes bag boy, courier, zoo attendant, Karate instructor, deli worker, and now Everglades tour guide. For nearly 3 years, Carver was a freelance guide, being paid for the service of taking tourists out and viewing the Florida wilds up close. He came home for his vacation, spending a few weeks with his folks who had him sign up for the ridiculous 'Vault' idea. He was to head back to Brandon the next day when the bombs fell. He and his family made it in just in time. He was frozen in Vault 189.
Next thing he knew, his capsule opened and he fell out, coming face to face with an armed Ghoul who hid behind another capsule. Both seemed surprised to see one another, and after some convincing on the Ghouls part that he wasn't dreaming, he was given a gun. They both managed to dispatch the three raiders that had been chasing the Ghoul, which had led him inadvertently into the Vault, scrambling to find a button to close himself in, which instead opened up Carver's capsule. Unfortunately, the gunfire broke the opening mechanism, leaving his family frozen indefinitely.
He began to travel with his new companion, Chek, a heavily armored ghoul with a shotgun who almost never spoke. They traveled all along the gulf, and after a year of surviving fights against raiders, mutants, and even a super mutant or two, they found themselves back in North Florida.

🦄 The Best Exotic

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand should have a post up after I awaken, yet again.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

@AmmokkxMe, nor anyone else (that have spoken thus far at least) thought that you spoke in a way that was appropriate. And speaking in such a way won't help me, you, or whomever you're speaking to. It will only make them feel bad, not want to change, just like what actually happened earlier, case in point.
However, I'm not here to fight or hold grudges. Just letting you know for the future. I apologize myself if I made you feel bad by my statements. (Hope we have fun in this RP!)

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Calanon (& Brogach)

Location:The Forest, The Wagon
Interacting with:Everyone pretty much

The young Elf's entire world went black, and only the body under him scurrying away from his hands and the light splatter of mud that followed let him know he was still alive. He let out a breath, and realized he needed to get his bearings. He needed to get out of here. Whatever happened wasn't a curse, he knew that much. He didn't think he'd been struck blind. He turned, and did his best to crawl as far away as he could, before his head popped out of the impenetrable darkness. His nose poked Brogach's nose as soon as he appeared. Calanon smiled. "Hello, old friend." he said to his Elk companion. He got firm and happy nuzzle on his head for the words, and he could almost laugh. "One sec."

The Ranger then drew himself up, his head momentarily slipping back into the darkness. He patted himself off, and was just about to step out into the open, when a rich voice drew his attention. It was as lush and pleasurable to his Elven ears as a Nymph's melody. "That's beautiful..." he whispered to himself, and within moments, the darkness had dissipated. He looked around, and realized he couldn't linger. His easy manner quickly becoming as sharp as a blade in an instant. He saw the structure still on fire, and his new companions attempting to put it out. "Brogach, let's go." he said, grabbing his shield from Brogach's back and running over towards the structure, the Elk bounding beside him. As he ran, he saw Valona standing before Kyra. He skidded to a stop within the mud, and gave Valona a quick bow. "Glad to see you well." he said, and then nodded to Kyra, having at least seen her once before when he first joined the Caravan. He quickly ran past them. Brogach gave them a quick bow as well.

He made it to the swiftly charring building. On quick inspection, he could see that while it was still being damaged, the fires seemed to be lowering from the combined efforts of Keystone, Cyneburg, and Gretchin. Using both of his hands, he used his curved shield as a makeshift bucket, slipping it into the slick mud, before flinging it upon the structure. Brogach joined him, kicking as much muck and water as he could upon the flames. Ranger and mount worked furiously, going as fast and effectively as they could.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

@AmmokkxThere is a complete difference between criticizing and being a dick.
Exhibit A: I make a Dragon character

Person 1: Hey, sorry, there's no Dragons here. This is fallout.
Person 2: Don't be absurd. Dragon's don't exist here, did you even PLAY the games!?

Both spoke their mind, only one was being mean about it. You need to learn the difference.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

<Snipped quote by Dervish>

Careful, man, Germans become a problem around 1939.

@Leidenschaft

I thought nobody had jobs in the 1930s.

@gcold

Precisely. The Germans and their superior engineering took our jobs!

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@Lady AmaltheaI was just planning it out at work! Will post after I cook and work out.

Alamo Scouts, Inc.

For some reason I didn't get the notification for this, but I'm here now. Sweet

[IC/OOC] God and Country - A low-fantasy renaissance NRP of religion and discovery

I'll probably edit in a few religious things for Lancea, such a military order of priests similar to the Norse War Clerics, but that should be a minor thing, and I think we are all ready to go.