IGN: lgitshottz
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Multiple minecraft servers
Why Us: I have enjoyed the fallout series and this server looks like alot of fun
Time You Can Dedicate: maybe 1 - 2 hrs per day
IC
Name: Kody
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: 6"1, Dirty Blonde, Fit
Fears: Multiple Radicatied Animals
Personality: Funny, Good , Mannered, Peaceful at first.
Occupation: Freelancer
Skills: Sniper, Assassin, Medic, Mechanic, Good with picking locks and Hacking into computer terminals.
Nickname (Optional): ColdHeart
RP Example (Add Dialogue):(Asked by BoS to Kill a High Ranking Officer) Me: "The Deal is... most interesting but, for my services i will need a bigger... Paycheck" (BoS Paladin Responds by a 500 cap increase in the job payment) Me: Alright but i want 250 up front and 250 once the job is completed" (BoS sighs and accepts to the terms) Me: Well its been a pleasure working with you"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): As a teenager i had always gotten in the good books with multiple people but at the same time not being a goodie two shoes and ratting people out, i had defended them if they seemed right i my mind, i had tried to work my way into becoming a Brotherhood of Steel member but had always got shoved out at the last moment over bribery or status. so i had to find work after i had left my parents house and the only place for hire was the NCR i was one of the best field soilders they had. i was a amazing shot and was always stealthy, i had become a sergent within my first few months of joining the NCR but as time went on i didnt agree with most of the choices the NCR had made and slowly got rejected by the officals. after 3 years i got kicked out and had to walk around the Mojave wasteland by myself. Coming from a Ex-NCR soilder status, I've been struggling to find work, with no means of income i turned to the Freelancing or Mercenary status. I was kicked out of the NCR after i refused to Execute a BoS Paladin, resulting in a backlash from officers i was striped of my rank and kicked out of the military. While trying to find a good area of work i was confronted by some old friends of the NCR and asked me to re-join the NCR, i replied with a simple no and asked if they knew any good fields of work i should have tried to join. my oldest friend, John said he knew some Mercenary who got paid quite alot of money for what they did. I took his offer and started becoming a Freelancer.
Bumping my post
Orignally Posted on page 378 (I believe...) Re-Post for visability.
OOC
IGN: NoisyNeenja
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: None really. Mainly stuck to single player.
Why Us: I haven't found a server that I really like so far. But I love Fallout and this seems like a well organized server.
Time You Can Dedicate: I'm busy during the week but if I like the server I'll probably play atleast an hour. I live in the Central time Zone.
IC
Name: August
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Scruffy Sandy-Brown hair, thin body structure. About 5'9".
Fears: Insects (spiders included) and Heights.
Personality: A sort of social butterfly, repects others opinions. Somwhat timid, but when he wants somthing done, he gets it done. Loves music and used to play the guitar. Sings to himself when alone.
Occupation: Former Travelling musician.
Skills: People skills, dexterity from learning guitar, and pretty good sight.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Man: "Can't we just get this over with?"
August:"If it's worth doing it's worth doing right."
Man: "What a useless notion."
August:"Useless or not I'm going to get this perfect. No matter how tedious. ~Sigh~"
Man: "Whatever you say..."
Backstory :
As a child August led an average life, with a loving mother&father, occasionally going hunting. August would always make an effort to show excellent manners and treat others well. Never really excelled in sports. His only extraordinary talent was music. He loved preforming for people and recieving feedback, whether constructive or praise. He's always wanted the be the best at somthing, and is very competetive. Lives by "If it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." At age 20 his town was raided by ghouls and his family died as a result. That was when he first realized the ugly truth of the world, people died. It crushed him but he knows now he has to do whatever is required to strive for a better world. One where people don't starve, people don't mindlessly kill people, and where the human race can enjoy themselves everyday.
After the Ghoul incident he started travelling the roads to meet new people, and put smiles on their faces. The thing that powers his resolve, are the smiles of those he inspires. "For a happier world" is somthing he uses to explain why he lives so simplisticly. He's never really tied down. Just spending nights at inns mostly. If he meets a caravan going to same way, he travels with them and listens to their stories. When asked his he laughs and says "It's not important, just keep that smile on your face and I'll play you a song." He's always tried to avoid conflict, but it's to strive for a better world, he will do what he has to do. Taking a life isn't common practice,but he knows it happens in the world. And if the times comes, he's ready to take a life. August looks ahead. He wants to apply to the idependance, so he can toughen up and fight for a world in which he believes is rightous.
IGN: lgitshottz
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Multiple minecraft servers
Why Us: I have enjoyed the fallout series and this server looks like alot of fun
Time You Can Dedicate: maybe 1 - 2 hrs per day
IC
Name: Kody
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: 6"1, Dirty Blonde, Fit
Fears: Multiple Radicatied Animals
Personality: Funny, Good , Mannered, Peaceful at first.
Occupation: Freelancer
Skills: Sniper, Assassin, Medic, Mechanic, Good with picking locks and Hacking into computer terminals.
Nickname (Optional): ColdHeart
RP Example (Add Dialogue):(Asked by BoS to Kill a High Ranking Officer) Me: "The Deal is... most interesting but, for my services i will need a bigger... Paycheck" (BoS Paladin Responds by a 500 cap increase in the job payment) Me: Alright but i want 250 up front and 250 once the job is completed" (BoS sighs and accepts to the terms) Me: Well its been a pleasure working with you"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): As a teenager i had always gotten in the good books with multiple people but at the same time not being a goodie two shoes and ratting people out, i had defended them if they seemed right i my mind, i had tried to work my way into becoming a Brotherhood of Steel member but had always got shoved out at the last moment over bribery or status. so i had to find work after i had left my parents house and the only place for hire was the NCR i was one of the best field soilders they had. i was a amazing shot and was always stealthy, i had become a sergent within my first few months of joining the NCR but as time went on i didnt agree with most of the choices the NCR had made and slowly got rejected by the officals. after 3 years i got kicked out and had to walk around the Mojave wasteland by myself. Coming from a Ex-NCR soilder status, I've been struggling to find work, with no means of income i turned to the Freelancing or Mercenary status. I was kicked out of the NCR after i refused to Execute a BoS Paladin, resulting in a backlash from officers i was striped of my rank and kicked out of the military. While trying to find a good area of work i was confronted by some old friends of the NCR and asked me to re-join the NCR, i replied with a simple no and asked if they knew any good fields of work i should have tried to join. my oldest friend, John said he knew some Mercenary who got paid quite alot of money for what they did. I took his offer and started becoming a Freelancer.
Bumping my post
Good story, but you need to add more and cap you I's. Denied with a passion.
Orignally Posted on page 378 (I believe...) Re-Post for visability.
OOC
IGN: NoisyNeenja
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: None really. Mainly stuck to single player.
Why Us: I haven't found a server that I really like so far. But I love Fallout and this seems like a well organized server.
Time You Can Dedicate: I'm busy during the week but if I like the server I'll probably play atleast an hour. I live in the Central time Zone.
IC
Name: August
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Scruffy Sandy-Brown hair, thin body structure. About 5'9".
Fears: Insects (spiders included) and Heights.
Personality: A sort of social butterfly, repects others opinions. Somwhat timid, but when he wants somthing done, he gets it done. Loves music and used to play the guitar. Sings to himself when alone.
Occupation: Former Travelling musician.
Skills: People skills, dexterity from learning guitar, and pretty good sight.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Man: "Can't we just get this over with?"
August:"If it's worth doing it's worth doing right."
Man: "What a useless notion."
August:"Useless or not I'm going to get this perfect. No matter how tedious. ~Sigh~"
Man: "Whatever you say..."
Backstory :
As a child August led an average life, with a loving mother&father, occasionally going hunting. August would always make an effort to show excellent manners and treat others well. Never really excelled in sports. His only extraordinary talent was music. He loved preforming for people and recieving feedback, whether constructive or praise. He's always wanted the be the best at somthing, and is very competetive. Lives by "If it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." At age 20 his town was raided by ghouls and his family died as a result. That was when he first realized the ugly truth of the world, people died. It crushed him but he knows now he has to do whatever is required to strive for a better world. One where people don't starve, people don't mindlessly kill people, and where the human race can enjoy themselves everyday.
After the Ghoul incident he started travelling the roads to meet new people, and put smiles on their faces. The thing that powers his resolve, are the smiles of those he inspires. "For a happier world" is somthing he uses to explain why he lives so simplisticly. He's never really tied down. Just spending nights at inns mostly. If he meets a caravan going to same way, he travels with them and listens to their stories. When asked his he laughs and says "It's not important, just keep that smile on your face and I'll play you a song." He's always tried to avoid conflict, but it's to strive for a better world, he will do what he has to do. Taking a life isn't common practice,but he knows it happens in the world. And if the times comes, he's ready to take a life. August looks ahead. He wants to apply to the idependance, so he can toughen up and fight for a world in which he believes is rightous.
Well, I griefed because someone griefed me. Story:
One day, I was improving that one old enclave base with the submarine. I worked 5 hours on it, then I showed the guy who is second command in the Enclave it, he liked it. So< I went to sleep that night hoping the server will be up by tomorrow to start role playing. My Saturdays are causally busy, since I go storage hunting and go to auctions, so I went home after a tiring day, see what was happening on the server. I spawned on the top of a mountain, hoping to see the base again to make sure it's safe. When I went there, I say a strange look out, wasn't there before. So I went to cover it up, thinking Red_Harlow probably made it because he was trying ot help me. So I venture into the front door, the iron door was missing, so I replaced it and went into the tunnel. When I went inside, I was confused. This wasn't my base... it was a vault. So I went back outside, trying to gain my sense again if that was really it. So, I /home and I went back into the area. I'm like "Wtf". Then I explore the place, and realized this must be my base. So, I diged in the ground a little, to make sure it had iron the the bottom, like I put. So I'm like raging because I found some and the water that I put there. So, I went raging in the base, clicking like mad. Then, I broke some blocks, and thought it wasn't enough, so I spilled lava everywhere, to give that builder some hell. Note: I don't know who I 'griefed'. So I get out, I'm like mad-mad. So I put a sign that said "You griefed and built over my base, enjoy lava!". Then I rage-quit
No, I won't grief again since I won't get creative since the server is opening today? Well, with creative I won't grief, the only the thing that made me was that guy made me rage by griefing my base.
Zimmeme banned me I think...
Any admins want to read and want to un-ban me from my deeds?
Questio, as I am writing my app. Does our skill play a role beside just for RP perposes? Or do you have something like MCmmo or another class system?
How do you encourage trade and building an economy besides the good old answer "It's role play". I have learned in my time running and playing on role playing servers, if a play can do it, they will. Example: a player is a "Soldier" they have no history in farming, so normally they would need to buy food from a farmer. But he wants to keep his caps, so he make an underground farm and the farmer loses out.
So basically will you enforce people keeping to their skills and make an economy or will you use the "Honor rule"?
Well, I griefed because someone griefed me. Story:
One day, I was improving that one old enclave base with the submarine. I worked 5 hours on it, then I showed the guy who is second command in the Enclave it, he liked it. So< I went to sleep that night hoping the server will be up by tomorrow to start role playing. My Saturdays are causally busy, since I go storage hunting and go to auctions, so I went home after a tiring day, see what was happening on the server. I spawned on the top of a mountain, hoping to see the base again to make sure it's safe. When I went there, I say a strange look out, wasn't there before. So I went to cover it up, thinking Red_Harlow probably made it because he was trying ot help me. So I venture into the front door, the iron door was missing, so I replaced it and went into the tunnel. When I went inside, I was confused. This wasn't my base... it was a vault. So I went back outside, trying to gain my sense again if that was really it. So, I /home and I went back into the area. I'm like "Wtf". Then I explore the place, and realized this must be my base. So, I diged in the ground a little, to make sure it had iron the the bottom, like I put. So I'm like raging because I found some and the water that I put there. So, I went raging in the base, clicking like mad. Then, I broke some blocks, and thought it wasn't enough, so I spilled lava everywhere, to give that builder some hell. Note: I don't know who I 'griefed'. So I get out, I'm like mad-mad. So I put a sign that said "You griefed and built over my base, enjoy lava!". Then I rage-quit
No, I won't grief again since I won't get creative since the server is opening today? Well, with creative I won't grief, the only the thing that made me was that guy made me rage by griefing my base.
Zimmeme banned me I think...
Any admins want to read and want to un-ban me form my deeds?
You covered my thing so I griefed you in the split second before you saw the inside! Mwahaha!
IGN: Nintendofan921
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Not much
Why Us: I love Fallout and I want to join a roleplay server
Time You Can Dedicate: Lots over weekends
IC
Name: Tar'kun (Pronounced Tarkoon)
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: black hair, 6 feet:8 inches,one green eye, one brown, dark skin
Fears: Ghouls
Personality: Kind, quick temper, enjoys reading and writing, doesmt like being alone, enjoys debates about food, weapons, politics(If still existing)and anything else that can have two sides to the whole
Occupation: Freelance hunter
Skills: Writing, debating,
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Man: C'mon, theres money to be earned
Tar'kun: And there's books to be written
Man:But we can use the money we earned to get into New Vegas
Tar'kun: More than likely, you'll just drink while I pay fro everything else.
Man: Touche'
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Tar'kun was born in Colorado Springs and lived there before the area became inhabitable due to radiation poisoning. He then got experience in fighting and became a freelance hunter. Hopes to find a female influence in his life before "Hell freezes over"
IGN: Phillips96
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: I've played and beat the main story lines for Fallout 3 and Fallout New Vegas including all of the DLC.
Why Us: you seem like a well organized group of people making an amazing server.
Time You Can Dedicate: 1-2 hours every day during the week and around 2-5 during the weekend.
IC
Name: Connor Phillips
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance:
Fears: Cazadors
Personality: Calm, Quiet but a very short temper.
Occupation: Refugee
Skills: Spotting, scavenging
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Back story (1-2 LONG paragraphs) The Phillips were from Irish heritage but were living in BC, Canada. After the US annexed Canada the Phillips Family fled with a few others to see what they could find in the south. The remains of the Phillips family found hast in vault 13 and then 2077 the bombs were dropped. A new generation of Phillips has been born in vault 13. After the doors of Vault 13 open the Phillips traveled East Settlement names Sandy Shades. The Phillips became citizens of Sandy Shades and was also in the group that traveled to Nevada with the NCR. The NCR Found the Nevada livable they made the Phillips Brahmin farmers. Connor and his Brother Alex were born 2254 and Mr. Phillips joined the NCR and Died in the 2277 at the first battle of Hoover damn. The Phillips Family got raided by a legion party in the year 2280. Mrs. Phillips got raped but left alive and brought Connor and his Alex to Cottonwood Cove to be crucified. Connor and his Alex broke out of their holding cell after being brutally beaten by a group of legion soldiers that left the gate open because they thought that they were not in a healthy enough to escape. The escape was going great but they got spotted and Alex got killed by Canyon Runner from a slice of a machete. Connor was found by the NCR and was brought to Bitter Springs to be a refugee in the year of 2281.
IGN:ahlatkI
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:Herocraft, threekIngsrp, and MIddleEarthServer.
Why Us:Because all my frIends say thIs server Is one of the best and I realy love the lore wIth fallout.
TIme You Can DedIcate:about 4 to 5 hrs per day 6 on weekends
IC
Name:Alexander
Gender:male
Age:25
Appearance: 5’ 10” 145lbs army cut hear.
Fears: My only fears are night and super mutants.
Personality: I am a strong leader. Will always charge In to battle
Occupation: caravan.
SkIlls:CQC. Also I am a good shot.
Nickname (Optional): Alex
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Hey need something stranger?" He reply's "yeah your head on a stick" TWAPP he smacks the merchant with a but of the gun.
Back-story (1-2 LONG paragraphs): as we travel down the highway we see someone off In the distance. He begins to fire! "****!" We then all run for cover. A Insistence firefight ensues. After 50 minutes they are all dead and we begin scavenge there body's. "Hey what Is this?" as my friend pulls out a paper. "****! Alex It’s a bounty" "Who for?" "You" he replies. You see ever cense Alex was a child he has gone hunting with his grandfather, he thought him everything he knows. When he was a child his parents were killed in a freak accident in the vault, so he had to live with his grandfather. He told stories about what it was like before the war. Now Alex must
Travel through the waists with his friends trying to find out who framed him.
I think it's cute that despite very few people actually liking CDP, his 2 day ban, and over all lack of maturity; here he is still, accepting and denying people in his regrettably juvenile way. Don't worry anyone who is accepted or denied by him. If you're accepted, NO-ONE else on here thus far I've seen has been as infantile has him. And to those who've been denied, regardless of either us agreeing with his choice or not don't get discouraged, gain more skills in the field and good luck next time.
I think it's cute that despite very few people actually liking CDP, his 2 day ban, and over all lack of maturity; here he is still, accepting and denying people in his regrettably juvenile way. Don't worry anyone who is accepted or denied by him. If you're accepted, NO-ONE else on here thus far I've seen has been as infantile has him. And to those who've been denied, regardless of either us agreeing with his choice or not don't get discouraged, gain more skills in the field and good luck next time.
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Multiple minecraft servers
Why Us: I have enjoyed the fallout series and this server looks like alot of fun
Time You Can Dedicate: maybe 1 - 2 hrs per day
IC
Name: Kody
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: 6"1, Dirty Blonde, Fit
Fears: Multiple Radicatied Animals
Personality: Funny, Good , Mannered, Peaceful at first.
Occupation: Freelancer
Skills: Sniper, Assassin, Medic, Mechanic, Good with picking locks and Hacking into computer terminals.
Nickname (Optional): ColdHeart
RP Example (Add Dialogue):(Asked by BoS to Kill a High Ranking Officer) Me: "The Deal is... most interesting but, for my services i will need a bigger... Paycheck" (BoS Paladin Responds by a 500 cap increase in the job payment) Me: Alright but i want 250 up front and 250 once the job is completed" (BoS sighs and accepts to the terms) Me: Well its been a pleasure working with you"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): As a teenager i had always gotten in the good books with multiple people but at the same time not being a goodie two shoes and ratting people out, i had defended them if they seemed right i my mind, i had tried to work my way into becoming a Brotherhood of Steel member but had always got shoved out at the last moment over bribery or status. so i had to find work after i had left my parents house and the only place for hire was the NCR i was one of the best field soilders they had. i was a amazing shot and was always stealthy, i had become a sergent within my first few months of joining the NCR but as time went on i didnt agree with most of the choices the NCR had made and slowly got rejected by the officals. after 3 years i got kicked out and had to walk around the Mojave wasteland by myself. Coming from a Ex-NCR soilder status, I've been struggling to find work, with no means of income i turned to the Freelancing or Mercenary status. I was kicked out of the NCR after i refused to Execute a BoS Paladin, resulting in a backlash from officers i was striped of my rank and kicked out of the military. While trying to find a good area of work i was confronted by some old friends of the NCR and asked me to re-join the NCR, i replied with a simple no and asked if they knew any good fields of work i should have tried to join. my oldest friend, John said he knew some Mercenary who got paid quite alot of money for what they did. I took his offer and started becoming a Freelancer.
Bumping my post
OOC
IGN: NoisyNeenja
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: None really. Mainly stuck to single player.
Why Us: I haven't found a server that I really like so far. But I love Fallout and this seems like a well organized server.
Time You Can Dedicate: I'm busy during the week but if I like the server I'll probably play atleast an hour. I live in the Central time Zone.
IC
Name: August
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Scruffy Sandy-Brown hair, thin body structure. About 5'9".
Fears: Insects (spiders included) and Heights.
Personality: A sort of social butterfly, repects others opinions. Somwhat timid, but when he wants somthing done, he gets it done. Loves music and used to play the guitar. Sings to himself when alone.
Occupation: Former Travelling musician.
Skills: People skills, dexterity from learning guitar, and pretty good sight.
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Man: "Can't we just get this over with?"
August:"If it's worth doing it's worth doing right."
Man: "What a useless notion."
August:"Useless or not I'm going to get this perfect. No matter how tedious. ~Sigh~"
Man: "Whatever you say..."
Backstory :
As a child August led an average life, with a loving mother&father, occasionally going hunting. August would always make an effort to show excellent manners and treat others well. Never really excelled in sports. His only extraordinary talent was music. He loved preforming for people and recieving feedback, whether constructive or praise. He's always wanted the be the best at somthing, and is very competetive. Lives by "If it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." At age 20 his town was raided by ghouls and his family died as a result. That was when he first realized the ugly truth of the world, people died. It crushed him but he knows now he has to do whatever is required to strive for a better world. One where people don't starve, people don't mindlessly kill people, and where the human race can enjoy themselves everyday.
After the Ghoul incident he started travelling the roads to meet new people, and put smiles on their faces. The thing that powers his resolve, are the smiles of those he inspires. "For a happier world" is somthing he uses to explain why he lives so simplisticly. He's never really tied down. Just spending nights at inns mostly. If he meets a caravan going to same way, he travels with them and listens to their stories. When asked his he laughs and says "It's not important, just keep that smile on your face and I'll play you a song." He's always tried to avoid conflict, but it's to strive for a better world, he will do what he has to do. Taking a life isn't common practice,but he knows it happens in the world. And if the times comes, he's ready to take a life. August looks ahead. He wants to apply to the idependance, so he can toughen up and fight for a world in which he believes is rightous.
Good story, but you need to add more and cap you I's. Denied with a passion.
Accepted by InsaneArtistx
IGN: ximeeen
Accepted with a sexy passion.
Admin help me?
How do you encourage trade and building an economy besides the good old answer "It's role play". I have learned in my time running and playing on role playing servers, if a play can do it, they will. Example: a player is a "Soldier" they have no history in farming, so normally they would need to buy food from a farmer. But he wants to keep his caps, so he make an underground farm and the farmer loses out.
So basically will you enforce people keeping to their skills and make an economy or will you use the "Honor rule"?
Accepted on this page.
IGN: AOH1
You covered my thing so I griefed you in the split second before you saw the inside! Mwahaha!
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Not much
Why Us: I love Fallout and I want to join a roleplay server
Time You Can Dedicate: Lots over weekends
IC
Name: Tar'kun (Pronounced Tarkoon)
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: black hair, 6 feet:8 inches,one green eye, one brown, dark skin
Fears: Ghouls
Personality: Kind, quick temper, enjoys reading and writing, doesmt like being alone, enjoys debates about food, weapons, politics(If still existing)and anything else that can have two sides to the whole
Occupation: Freelance hunter
Skills: Writing, debating,
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Man: C'mon, theres money to be earned
Tar'kun: And there's books to be written
Man:But we can use the money we earned to get into New Vegas
Tar'kun: More than likely, you'll just drink while I pay fro everything else.
Man: Touche'
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Tar'kun was born in Colorado Springs and lived there before the area became inhabitable due to radiation poisoning. He then got experience in fighting and became a freelance hunter. Hopes to find a female influence in his life before "Hell freezes over"
Accepted by InsaneArtistx
IGN: ximeeen
Repost, repost, repost, repost...
198 pages later..
Still not whitelisted :< And I who wanted to donate even :<
Page 206
Reposted, last one was ignored
IGN: Phillips96
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: I've played and beat the main story lines for Fallout 3 and Fallout New Vegas including all of the DLC.
Why Us: you seem like a well organized group of people making an amazing server.
Time You Can Dedicate: 1-2 hours every day during the week and around 2-5 during the weekend.
IC
Name: Connor Phillips
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance:
Fears: Cazadors
Personality: Calm, Quiet but a very short temper.
Occupation: Refugee
Skills: Spotting, scavenging
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Back story (1-2 LONG paragraphs) The Phillips were from Irish heritage but were living in BC, Canada. After the US annexed Canada the Phillips Family fled with a few others to see what they could find in the south. The remains of the Phillips family found hast in vault 13 and then 2077 the bombs were dropped. A new generation of Phillips has been born in vault 13. After the doors of Vault 13 open the Phillips traveled East Settlement names Sandy Shades. The Phillips became citizens of Sandy Shades and was also in the group that traveled to Nevada with the NCR. The NCR Found the Nevada livable they made the Phillips Brahmin farmers. Connor and his Brother Alex were born 2254 and Mr. Phillips joined the NCR and Died in the 2277 at the first battle of Hoover damn. The Phillips Family got raided by a legion party in the year 2280. Mrs. Phillips got raped but left alive and brought Connor and his Alex to Cottonwood Cove to be crucified. Connor and his Alex broke out of their holding cell after being brutally beaten by a group of legion soldiers that left the gate open because they thought that they were not in a healthy enough to escape. The escape was going great but they got spotted and Alex got killed by Canyon Runner from a slice of a machete. Connor was found by the NCR and was brought to Bitter Springs to be a refugee in the year of 2281.
The cube had food and maybe ammo. And immortality."
Sbuler, a King? Pffffft.
Age:16
Role-Play Exp.:Herocraft, threekIngsrp, and MIddleEarthServer.
Why Us:Because all my frIends say thIs server Is one of the best and I realy love the lore wIth fallout.
TIme You Can DedIcate:about 4 to 5 hrs per day 6 on weekends
IC
Name:Alexander
Gender:male
Age:25
Appearance: 5’ 10” 145lbs army cut hear.
Fears: My only fears are night and super mutants.
Personality: I am a strong leader. Will always charge In to battle
Occupation: caravan.
SkIlls:CQC. Also I am a good shot.
Nickname (Optional): Alex
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Hey need something stranger?" He reply's "yeah your head on a stick" TWAPP he smacks the merchant with a but of the gun.
Back-story (1-2 LONG paragraphs): as we travel down the highway we see someone off In the distance. He begins to fire! "****!" We then all run for cover. A Insistence firefight ensues. After 50 minutes they are all dead and we begin scavenge there body's. "Hey what Is this?" as my friend pulls out a paper. "****! Alex It’s a bounty" "Who for?" "You" he replies. You see ever cense Alex was a child he has gone hunting with his grandfather, he thought him everything he knows. When he was a child his parents were killed in a freak accident in the vault, so he had to live with his grandfather. He told stories about what it was like before the war. Now Alex must
Travel through the waists with his friends trying to find out who framed him.
Ye- *looks at Chaos* Nope...
I kid, I kid.
Yay, no one hates me!