Goris and Xarn were both male, so if they did reproduce it would have had to be with with a regular Mother deathclaw, and most likely dumb down the intelligence to more of the Hairy Deathclaws level, and unless proven otherwise with the current canon, are believed not to have reproduced at all. On the other hand, the Matriarch and her pack, having joined the Brotherhood of Steel, likely will have increased their intelligence naturally through learning from the BoS resources and become invaluable to them.
I ask because I think it would be fun to play one, though I think I'll need a very interesting skin to pull that off lmao.
Role-Play Exp.: i have been in other RP servers and i have done pretty well
Why Us:Because i think you guys are better than others fallout servers cuz in other servers they dont have a really good rp and most of the time ppl are OOC :/
Time You Can Dedicate: 48 hours more or less (school)
Appearance:A NCR armor was all that Elwyn found to protect himself from radiation so thats what he wears
Fears:The infection and legion raiders
Personality:Elwyn is really reserved to himself after all the things that happened to him but if someone needs him he will be there for them
Skills:Engineering and skilled sniper
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Faction leader: We are running out of clean water, food and medicine so someone will have to go out to look for some. Elwyn: Ill go sir but i will need reinforcements. Elwyn's younger friend: ill go with you Elwyn Elwyn: you cant go out you are not prepared for this those freaks are getting stronger and stronger. Elwyn's friend: But if you go alone you will get killed in no-time! Faction leader: He's right you cant go out there by yourself. Elwyn: Alright then... Gentlemen get prepared we are going out!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Was really young when my mother and father died from the infection... My older brother raised me. He teached me like if he was my father and care about me like a mother would. Thanks to him I learned engineering and even made me a pretty good sniper...But then we were looking for food and water in an old abandoned town and from nowhere raiders appeared, we took down some of them but they surpassed us... My brother got shot in the head and i got hurt really bad. Im alive thanks to a man who found me and healed me. That man was a Brotherhood of Steel paladin and since then my goal is to become a BoS paladin so i can help other people traped on this apocalypse.
Role-Play Exp.:I play allot of, Fallout, Oblivion, Minecraft RP servers and many other Role Playing games
Why Us:Because I love this style of games and servers
Time You Can Dedicate:2-4 hours weekdays 2-5 weekends
Appearance:a man that has been with many caravans, seen many things. His eyes look stressed, but also cold and bitter. He has, Dark hair, very strong. Fears:Fears are the creatures at the night and raiders Personality:Cold, wants to make a cause, join some faction just to be known for somthing. He is gonna do somthing though.
Occupation:Mercanary/scavenger/ anything I can do Skills:Likes to battle and mine, riches are a big part to me, so I aim on getting them, Caravaning Nickname (Optional):none RP Example (Add Dialogue):I entered the old casino. I was looking for somebody. I was in my old duster holding my laser rifle. I walked to the man at the front desk. "Wheres, Rusty Higraw?" I asked. The chairman pointed at one of the gamblers. I knodded and handed him a cap. I walked over there to Rusty, and shouted accross the crowded casino, "Rusty you ready to die, you son of a *****?" he had his back to me but I gave him time to draw for his, 44 Mag. He shot one shot, missed but was very close, he shot again, and again. He missed the first but knicked my shoulder on the third. I had been walking towards him during this, so I could get a good shot. And I got to where I wanted, pulled the trigger on the rifle, turning Rusty to dust I went over grabbed his key and his caps, and walked out of the casino. "Rusty you just made me 5000 caps!" I said to myself, while walking out of the sherrifs office. Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):I came from Southern Utah, I had been born and raised to a strict addoptive father, who farmed and herded, Brahmin. He was a big outfit, but very strict and harsh. Uncle Steve (dads late wifes brother) always told me about New Vegas. He was a body guard to the Crimson Caravan, he told storys of amazing buildings, and life full of riches and pleasure. I always wanted to go, but dad wanted me to stay on the farm. When I was thirteen or fourteen, he got sick and died. I went to New Vegas with a bunch of settlers from the area who, had no purpose here. When we got there I saw the most beautiful tall structures I could imagine. While in Vegas, I searched for Steve at the Crimson's post in New Vegas. He was gone they all said. His Caravan was raided and everyone was killed. They trained me the art of caravans and I became a guard till I was 25. I now am a bounty killer. Its a good job that satifies. I have been in some tight spots in the past but always pulled through.
Role-Play Exp.: not much
Why Us: the server looks cool, has guns and tank, and overall its easily distinguished itself from all the competition, seriosly all other servers are the same
Time You Can Dedicate: not much, with school and all. about 2 hours on weekdays and 3 or 4 on weekends.
Appearance: idk, normal, i guess.
Fears: nothing unusual, getting burried alive under gravel, an enemy tank when i dont have a bazooka.
Personality: prefers to work alone, fight from range if possible
Occupation: none, do a bit of everything
Skills: sniping, patience, and stealth.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
me:"FINNALY, its complete" i said, as i layed the finishing touches out on my base
friend: "what... how did you..."
me: "ya... im a perfectionest..." its easy to be shocked. id built a massive base, and then built a complete artificial hill so realistic my friend never even realized it was there, untill now
friend: "oh, hahaha"
me: "um... whats so funny?"
friend: "you forgot a farm"
me: "O RLY, well... oh... ya i forgot a farm...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs: *ch,ch*
"well... of the few things in life i still remember, thats one..." i think to myself, as some nearby game falls and i recock my rifle
boss joe: "WHAT THE... you woke up some 10, 15 minutes ago, and now your the best shot here"
i give the man who i only know as "boss joe" a weird look and then look away thinking "that makes me the best shot here... i must be the only one that can actully shoot"
just a few minutes ago, this band of travalers, heading to vegas and aparent safety, had made camp near a small building. the building had swiftly collapsed. the helpful and peaceful band of travalers quickly sprang into action and began searching for survivors. im the only living person they found.
as i fire and then recock my rifle, joe says "alright, thats enough, we dont want you using up all our amunition now."
upon waking up a few minutes after being dragged out of the building, i'd been told what had happened, that i was the only survivor, and after momentary confusion they'd realized i didnt remember anything. "that explains the bandage on my head" i'd thought. strange that i hadnt felt anything, i'd oviosly gotten a few screws nocked loose
"if he dosent remember anything, how come he can still talk?" some random guy asked. as it happened, no one there was a expert on the human brain, but it still appears i remember somethings, because shortly after that question was asked i saw a rifle on a nearby table, and somethign seemed to click. when i asked about it, i was told it had been recovered from the building.
managing to get up, and politely refusing help, i picked up the gun, and in less then a second checked it was loaded, aimed, and fired at a nearby animal. for some reason, id felt a bit of dissapointment as i saw that it was still alive, and only (mortally) wounded. i could only assume that, somehow, for me that was a bad shot.
my feeling of disapoitment was quickly chased off, though, as everyone gawked at my kill.
now, on my way back to the small camp which had adopted me in a matter of seconds, i thought about my future. my past seemed lost forever, and knowing nothing about it i wasnt exactly yearning to learn much about it, not as much as some people might think. but, with no idea about anything outside this small camp and some far off (or close?) placed called vegas, i know nothing about anything.
"ill stay with this small group, i guess" i thought to myself "after all, what else can i do..."
IGN: lgitshottz Age: 13 Role-Play Exp.: i have played the occasional D&D(IRL) game and i've played multiple WoW RP servers Why Us: Since this is fallout i took an interest into it i rad more and thought this would be a fun server. Time You Can Dedicate: most likely when ever i am playing Minecraft (Alot)
Name: Rodney Gender: Male Age: 25 Appearance: Human, Blonde, 6 Feet, Average build Fears: Rad Scorpions, Heights, Feral Ghouls Personality: Friendly, Good willed, Smart, Fearful, Wasteful Occupation: No Occupation at the moment, most I wander through out the Mojave Skills: Great with picking Crates, Very accurate with guns, Can repair and build mechanical items, Very convincing.
Nickname (Optional): RP Example (Add Dialogue): (Talking with a angry Enclave solider) Me: "Look, sir I was just passing through I didn't see the sign back there that said no entry beyond this point, it was covered in dust all I need to do is reach New Vegas"
Enclave: "I tire of your pathetic excuses just turn around and leave" Me: " Fine if your going to act accordingly then I guess you wont want this map to something your faction would find useful Enclave: "Hmmm... Tell you what, you give me that map there and I will escort you through this checkpoint" Me: " Well if you would have gone for this map any sooner i start to think you were desperate" Enclave: " Im just trying to get into better position, being a guard just doesn't cut it any more" Me: " All right, but not only will you have to let me through you will also give me... that plasma rifle" Enclave: " Okay fine this deal is done, what is that map for anyway" Me: " Well on my way to here I found a location with lots of gas cans, which happened to be filled with fuel" Enclave: " So, then I guess *My* (Enclave solider winks) discovery will land me a promotion!" Me: "yes.., it will so lets move shall we?"
(Both men start to walk) Me: (Under Breath) "What a fool, falling for this fake map"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): My parents where both citizens of Freeside when I was born, I had a pretty much normal life that is if you call living in a nuclear wasteland is classified as "Normal". when I turned 14 I started to question whether if I had been raised right because i was being sheltered too much and didn't know much about the land outside of Freeside. So after speaking with my parents I told them I wanted to leave and explore the wastelands, I was shocking surprised to see that they were fine with me leaving, so I headed out the next mourning.
When I had my 18 birthday I decided to return to Freeside and spend some time with my parents. but when I got back home I found a ravaged and burnt shell of once what was a old building, asking around i found that my parents had been murdered by the Legion as my father had some debts he had never paid off. Heart broken with the news I returned to the wastelands which had now become my real home.
A year later I had started to encounter trouble with the Legion myself, figuring it was a bad idea to continue with this I tried to escape the Legions area but was unsuccessful when I found what crimes my father had committed against the Legion. He had staged multiple assassination attempts on high ranking Legion officals and had also stolen some of the currency. I had then found out what my next objective was.
Wandering multiple cities trying to find a form of way to repay the legion and get them out of my life. I had found a way but knew it would take time, I headed to New Vegas. I started gambling at the casinos making decent profits and had finally made enough to repay the Legion and remove them from my life for now. Once i had brought the money to Caeser he happily accepted it turned around and told the guards to "Remove me" which had meant to kill me and discard my body.
I had fought my way out of the room being shot in my right foot and left hand. Once I managed to escape I went to the nearest place with a doctor who could fix my wounds
Now we have come to present day, A 25 year old me. but the only place for me to turn to was the Independence NCR or the Brotherhood of Steel.
Now I have already posted an app but I didn't like it and wasn't noticed so im just restarting
Elder Stone: Well so you want to join the BoS eh? Answer these questions and we will see if you are brotherhood material!
Name (Full): Rodney Jones
Rank you want if wanted?: Paladin
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): Fighting and Farming
Will you be dedicated?: Till the end I will fight to keep the Technology in the hands of the Brotherhood and out of the Enclave
Why do you want to join the BoS?: The ways and rights seem right and I agree with them we cannot risk having another Great war, and the only way of keeping this true is by keeping the technology away from others
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: I will be willing to risk my life to safe my Brothers and Sisters. With respect comes a expectation, if you are being rude or disrespectful to others then you shall not be given my respect but in any other case you will have my full respect.