Role-Play Exp.: I have played on a variety of Role-playing servers (such as Nations at war and Lord of the Craft) and other RP games.
Why Us: Fallout is an amazing game and to see it combined with minecraft is even more amazing! It also seems like a really cool and innovative way to bring a different kind of rope-playing into minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I play minecraft almost everyday so I can be on a lot.
IC
Name: Paul Mudbulb
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Tall, pretty thin. Wears worn out, dirty clothing. Dark hair, blue eyes.
Fears: Open water and wild animals.
Personality: Paul is a very kind person, he has never met anyone other than his parents, so he is intimidated by others
Occupation: N/A
Skills: He is quite the shot with a bow or gun.
Nickname (Optional): Pitor
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Today is finally the day I make it to the Mojave; I can feel it. I've traveled for so long and I know I am close. I never thought this day would come. I thought for sure I would have been torn up by some sort of strange creature or animal, but luck has been on my side lately, at least, I think it has.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Paul lived with his parents alone in a wasteland far from the Mojave. They didn't know where exactly they lived but the were far away from anyone else. There was a nearby abandoned city were Paul and his father George would go to loot buildings to help themselves survive. They never came in contact with other scavengers but they knew that they were there. For food, they had to hunt, and there were very few things to choose from to hunt. It was usually just rats and other small rodents. Occasionally they would come across larger game like deer, but never anything too big. It was a hard life, and Paul always wanted to leave. He knew that there was no hope for him and his parents to survive much longer, but they didn't want to leave. George had told Paul stories about the Mojave, but they were afraid of what was out there. One night Paul slipped out of the shed that they were living in. All he had brought with him was a water-skin , his hunting bow, and a few arrows. He was heading for the Mojave. Not long after he left his home, he thought he heard something following him. he turned and there was nothing there, so he continued. Again he heard the sound and turned around again; still nothing. Then as he headed off again he was hit in the gut by a giant paw. A bear had been following him. On the ground, he couldn't reach his bow, and the bear got on top of him. He knew it was the end. Out of nowhere a bullet went straight through the bear's head. Paul looked up and saw his father standing there with his old hunting rifle he had found in a building we had looted. He pushed the bear off of Paul and picked him up. Paul got his things together and his father just stood there with a tear in his eye.
"I know what you were doing son", said George.
Paul stood there silently.
His father ran towards Paul. Paul thought that his father was going to hit him but instead he embraced him in his arms.
"I know what you have to do Paul. You deserve a better life than this. I understand why you are leaving and I want you to go."
George handed Paul the rifle, and gave him a pouch filled with extra bullets.
"Take this and use it wisely, you will need it more than I will. I just want you to know that I love you, and I hope I will get to see you again". His father was now crying.
"I love you too Dad", Paul responded. "And don't you worry, I will come back for you and Mom, and we will have the life we deserve to have".
Then Paul hugged his father one more time, turned around, and walked away into the darkness.
IGN:squeky516
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:Played in many servers that require role playing and play many rpgs
Why Us:I just started to play fallout and i found it quite intesiting running back and forth looking stuff up so it makes it alot eaiseir and i also love minecraft so i thought i could have lots of fun.
Time You Can Dedicate:3:00 to 9:00
IC
Name:Cole Shafer
Gender:M
Age:23
Fears:Mutants
Personality:Mature,Loyal,Hardworking
Skills:Explosives,Firearms,Crafting
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example:Cole:*Pulls out smg and whispers* Okay. Theres 2 guards on 3 we kill them.
Other soldier:*Nods and crawls silently into the hall*
Cole:*whispers* 3...2...1 *fires smg at guards* good job lets go
Backstory: I was born and raised in a small camp in the capital wasteland. It was pretty nice even in the wasteland. The town hall was a nice and cozy wooden structure at the north end of the town. The houses were basicly holes in the ground with beds and a place to cook. One day mutants attacked the village and killed almost everyone. The only survivors were a 10 year old kid named Cole and some 14 year olds. We became freinds quickly and searched the city for supplies. We barely had any luck but we found some weapons. We found transportaition and drove off in search of another town. We found another lil town but the villagers werent so freindly. The villagers shot at us and attacked us. We had barely any weapons so we quickly fled only to find more abandond camps and cities. We soon gave up hoope and pithced a tent and started a new civilazation. Ounce i turned 20 i was apointed scout and was set off in a quest to find more supplies. One month after i was sent off some raiders shot my vehicle and it crashed into a nearby hill. I was left unconsious with no equipment in my wreked truck. I finnaly woke up with no gas left and i had no idea where i was going... So i got off my bum and kept walking with no where to go. I Eventually got to the mojave suprisingly unscaved. Turns out the place was just like the capital (exept no super-duper marts). I eventually figured out theres still fighting and betrayel going on. I was still looking for supplies knowing i was eventually going to take sides and help stop all this maddness. Now all i have to do now is finish my quest and bring justice to the land.
IGN: the_gastly_ghost
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: alot of games, fallout 3 and new vegas oblivion, ect
Why Us: i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate: weekends
IC
Name: Kahn
Gender: male
Age: 17
Appearance: strong, shy medium build
Personality: a sad loner
Occupation: survivor
Skills: recon, and tech
rp examples: "some people call them demons, i call them BITCHS", and:"so, kahn we meet again but this time its just me, my gun, and you" brutes(see backstory) tells kahn, getting his gun out of his holster "so your just going to shoot me like that, typical of the legion to do" kahn replies
"no, i , unlike you Kahn, have some honor" Brutes throws Kahn a 10 mm pistol
"so lets get right to it now" Kahn Says then rapidly pulls the trigger.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): well Kahn was a child of the Great Kahns he was taken from his family at a young age then, taken by bandits. he excaped from the bandits then when he got home he discovered that the legion had killed them or worse enslaved them. Kahn then found out where they were going and had tryed to rescue them. He found the legion camp, and found his parents, his dad dead, his mom a slave, and his brother going into a tent. Soon kahn chose to follow his brother. When he then Saw his Brother in the camp he saw a Legion commander stab his brother, he ran crying to his mother, she rejosed with happyness but a recrute walked in and sounded the alarm. then 5 men aproched, Kahn was not going to become a slave so he killed all of them, but in the fighting his mom died, he had to run away. there were just to many of them, and brutes soon ran off now kahn is out to kill everylast member of the legion, and mostly brutes
IGN: the_gastly_ghost
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: alot of games, fallout 3 and new vegas oblivion, ect
Why Us: i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate: weekends
IC
Name: Kahn
Gender: male
Age: 17
Appearance: strong, shy medium build
Personality: a sad loner
Occupation: none, see backstory
Skills: recon, and tech
rp examples: he was part of the ncr for awhile but now is not in any group, Kahn is a nomad basicly
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): well Kahn was a child of the Great Kahns he was taken from his family at a young age then, taken by bandits. he excaped from the bandits then when he got home he discovered the legion had distroyed his home, and killed his family. he now sets out to kill every last member of the legion
Anyone here excited for Skyrim? I am keeping a countdown of the days and am going for midnight release because I loved Oblivion, and Morrowind. Theres no doubt Skyrim is going to be awsome.
IGN: the_gastly_ghost
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: alot of games, fallout 3 and new vegas oblivion, ect
Why Us: i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate: weekends
IC
Name: Kahn
Gender: male
Age: 17
Appearance: strong, shy medium build
Personality: a sad loner
Occupation: none, see backstory
Skills: recon, and tech
rp examples: he was part of the ncr for awhile but now is not in any group, Kahn is a nomad basicly
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): well Kahn was a child of the Great Kahns he was taken from his family at a young age then, taken by bandits. he excaped from the bandits then when he got home he discovered the legion had distroyed his home, and killed his family. he now sets out to kill every last member of the legion
I'm not a whitelister, but heres what you need to fix. You need to have some sort of occupation (survivor or something). Your rp example is horrible and contains no dialogue. And you backstory is not even a paragraph long. Make it alot longer and it has to be your whole entire life, so elaborate.
I'm not a whitelister, but heres what you need to fix. You need to have some sort of occupation (survivor or something). Your rp example is horrible and contains no dialogue. And you backstory is not even a paragraph long. Make it alot longer and it has to be your whole entire life, so elaborate.
Man your lucky I want to play.
oh hahahahahah I choose it because I'm a huge Devil May Cry fan/nerd. lol
I think im whitelisted ..
IP to the server :tongue.gif: ?
208.122.48.40:25580
I guess that some of us are having white list problems for some reason though. . . (Post above yours) >.>
Yeah, im accepted but not whitelisted, what take so long ;S
IGN: Pitormudbulb
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played on a variety of Role-playing servers (such as Nations at war and Lord of the Craft) and other RP games.
Why Us: Fallout is an amazing game and to see it combined with minecraft is even more amazing! It also seems like a really cool and innovative way to bring a different kind of rope-playing into minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate: I play minecraft almost everyday so I can be on a lot.
IC
Name: Paul Mudbulb
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Tall, pretty thin. Wears worn out, dirty clothing. Dark hair, blue eyes.
Fears: Open water and wild animals.
Personality: Paul is a very kind person, he has never met anyone other than his parents, so he is intimidated by others
Occupation: N/A
Skills: He is quite the shot with a bow or gun.
Nickname (Optional): Pitor
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Today is finally the day I make it to the Mojave; I can feel it. I've traveled for so long and I know I am close. I never thought this day would come. I thought for sure I would have been torn up by some sort of strange creature or animal, but luck has been on my side lately, at least, I think it has.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Paul lived with his parents alone in a wasteland far from the Mojave. They didn't know where exactly they lived but the were far away from anyone else. There was a nearby abandoned city were Paul and his father George would go to loot buildings to help themselves survive. They never came in contact with other scavengers but they knew that they were there. For food, they had to hunt, and there were very few things to choose from to hunt. It was usually just rats and other small rodents. Occasionally they would come across larger game like deer, but never anything too big. It was a hard life, and Paul always wanted to leave. He knew that there was no hope for him and his parents to survive much longer, but they didn't want to leave. George had told Paul stories about the Mojave, but they were afraid of what was out there. One night Paul slipped out of the shed that they were living in. All he had brought with him was a water-skin , his hunting bow, and a few arrows. He was heading for the Mojave. Not long after he left his home, he thought he heard something following him. he turned and there was nothing there, so he continued. Again he heard the sound and turned around again; still nothing. Then as he headed off again he was hit in the gut by a giant paw. A bear had been following him. On the ground, he couldn't reach his bow, and the bear got on top of him. He knew it was the end. Out of nowhere a bullet went straight through the bear's head. Paul looked up and saw his father standing there with his old hunting rifle he had found in a building we had looted. He pushed the bear off of Paul and picked him up. Paul got his things together and his father just stood there with a tear in his eye.
"I know what you were doing son", said George.
Paul stood there silently.
His father ran towards Paul. Paul thought that his father was going to hit him but instead he embraced him in his arms.
"I know what you have to do Paul. You deserve a better life than this. I understand why you are leaving and I want you to go."
George handed Paul the rifle, and gave him a pouch filled with extra bullets.
"Take this and use it wisely, you will need it more than I will. I just want you to know that I love you, and I hope I will get to see you again". His father was now crying.
"I love you too Dad", Paul responded. "And don't you worry, I will come back for you and Mom, and we will have the life we deserve to have".
Then Paul hugged his father one more time, turned around, and walked away into the darkness.
Name (Full): Jerimiah Berrgun
Rank you want if wanted?:Spetsnaz(SpecOps), Kazak(Vehicle guy), Druhzina(Soldier), Engineer(Scientist/worker): Kazak
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): Fighting, and driving
Will you be dedicated?: Always
Why do you want to join the Soviets?: I like what they fight for.
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: Defiantly
Will you fight for the glory and die for the Motherland?: With pride
IGN:squeky516
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:Played in many servers that require role playing and play many rpgs
Why Us:I just started to play fallout and i found it quite intesiting running back and forth looking stuff up so it makes it alot eaiseir and i also love minecraft so i thought i could have lots of fun.
Time You Can Dedicate:3:00 to 9:00
IC
Name:Cole Shafer
Gender:M
Age:23
Fears:Mutants
Personality:Mature,Loyal,Hardworking
Skills:Explosives,Firearms,Crafting
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example:Cole:*Pulls out smg and whispers* Okay. Theres 2 guards on 3 we kill them.
Other soldier:*Nods and crawls silently into the hall*
Cole:*whispers* 3...2...1 *fires smg at guards* good job lets go
Backstory: I was born and raised in a small camp in the capital wasteland. It was pretty nice even in the wasteland. The town hall was a nice and cozy wooden structure at the north end of the town. The houses were basicly holes in the ground with beds and a place to cook. One day mutants attacked the village and killed almost everyone. The only survivors were a 10 year old kid named Cole and some 14 year olds. We became freinds quickly and searched the city for supplies. We barely had any luck but we found some weapons. We found transportaition and drove off in search of another town. We found another lil town but the villagers werent so freindly. The villagers shot at us and attacked us. We had barely any weapons so we quickly fled only to find more abandond camps and cities. We soon gave up hoope and pithced a tent and started a new civilazation. Ounce i turned 20 i was apointed scout and was set off in a quest to find more supplies. One month after i was sent off some raiders shot my vehicle and it crashed into a nearby hill. I was left unconsious with no equipment in my wreked truck. I finnaly woke up with no gas left and i had no idea where i was going... So i got off my bum and kept walking with no where to go. I Eventually got to the mojave suprisingly unscaved. Turns out the place was just like the capital (exept no super-duper marts). I eventually figured out theres still fighting and betrayel going on. I was still looking for supplies knowing i was eventually going to take sides and help stop all this maddness. Now all i have to do now is finish my quest and bring justice to the land.
I was white listed and I can't get on :angry.gif: .
IGN:Supermon14
Accepted on page:355
P.S.: I didn't know where to post it so I posted it on the thread and PM'd you.
Can you say who's whitelisted ? Im waiting to get in, im so exided !!!!!
^^
IGN: TheCakeboy1326
Page Accepted: 309
Ign: degrono
page Accepted: 366
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: alot of games, fallout 3 and new vegas oblivion, ect
Why Us: i love fallout
Time You Can Dedicate: weekends
IC
Name: Kahn
Gender: male
Age: 17
Appearance: strong, shy medium build
Personality: a sad loner
Occupation: survivor
Skills: recon, and tech
rp examples: "some people call them demons, i call them BITCHS", and:"so, kahn we meet again but this time its just me, my gun, and you" brutes(see backstory) tells kahn, getting his gun out of his holster "so your just going to shoot me like that, typical of the legion to do" kahn replies
"no, i , unlike you Kahn, have some honor" Brutes throws Kahn a 10 mm pistol
"so lets get right to it now" Kahn Says then rapidly pulls the trigger.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): well Kahn was a child of the Great Kahns he was taken from his family at a young age then, taken by bandits. he excaped from the bandits then when he got home he discovered that the legion had killed them or worse enslaved them. Kahn then found out where they were going and had tryed to rescue them. He found the legion camp, and found his parents, his dad dead, his mom a slave, and his brother going into a tent. Soon kahn chose to follow his brother. When he then Saw his Brother in the camp he saw a Legion commander stab his brother, he ran crying to his mother, she rejosed with happyness but a recrute walked in and sounded the alarm. then 5 men aproched, Kahn was not going to become a slave so he killed all of them, but in the fighting his mom died, he had to run away. there were just to many of them, and brutes soon ran off now kahn is out to kill everylast member of the legion, and mostly brutes
I'm not a whitelister, but heres what you need to fix. You need to have some sort of occupation (survivor or something). Your rp example is horrible and contains no dialogue. And you backstory is not even a paragraph long. Make it alot longer and it has to be your whole entire life, so elaborate.
look at mine on pg 366