IGN:Jbenz
Age:20
Role-Play Exp.:I once assumed the role of mayor for a hamlet on a server, closest I ever got to full on RP, I have played Fallout 1-NV.
Why Us: Because I love the world of fallout and you don’t seem as stuck up as some other servers
Time You Can Dedicate: a few hours a day, sometimes up to 5 hours at a time
IC
Name: Joseph Benz
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: Mexican
Fears: No Die unknown
Personality: Friendly, Diplomatic, Determined
Occupation: Trader/Politician
Skills: (Based on S.P.E.C.I.A.L?) Charisma, Intelligence
Nickname (Optional): SloppyJoe
RP Example (Add Dialogue): “I believe in Peace and Liberty for all people, and I will fight ruthlessly for those that are denied those rights. I may not hold the gun, but I will see to it that those that do will be fighting for on the side of Freedom.”
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Joseph Benz has been struggling his whole life trying to find a place in the world after the End. He Believes that people are inherently good and that civilization will return. He wants desperately to be apart of that realization.
His family was sold into slavery when he was young. He managed to escape by tricking a guard with his cunning. He knows not what became of his family, and he may never know. He has made an oath to himself that he will do everything in his power to make sure that slavery and War have no place in the New World Order.
IGN:greener161
Age:13
Role-Play Exp.:lord of the craft
Why Us:Because i love rp, fallout and minecraft
Time You Can Dedicate:3-4 days a week
IC
Name:Robert_Lone
Gender:Male
Age:30
Appearance:Brown hair and colorless grey eyes
Fears:Being killed
Personality:Shy and always want to figure stuff out first.
Occupation:Scientist
Skills:Science, speech, energy weapons
Nickname (Optional):Brains
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"You there stop" shouted the NCR trooper "what are you doing here". Robert replys "I'm just a scientist adventuring the wasteland"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Robert grew up in a small community of raiders. But he stood out. Unlike the other war mongols and dumb raiders. Robert didn't like violence and was very intelligent. After maybe years of being a slave for his parents(who of which thought he wasn't there son)ventured out into the unknown waste land looking for adventures and making break through technology. Days on end, Robert walked until he found a house. A group of men and women walked towards him. They were all dressed in white coats with glasses. " You boy you better come in side". They explained to him you be safe here and they would look after him. Couple of days later they gave him a test. Robert got every question right. The group was astonished that a lone waste lander boy did this. After many years he became an accepted scientist of the group. But his journey didn't end there...
Role-Play Exp.: Plenty of RPG's, DnD, and on Roleplayer Guild. Also played most of the fallout games, so im down with le' lore :smile.gif:
Why Us: The server looks a lot more organized then most others of its kind.
Time You Can Dedicate: Every day, mainly after 4
IC
Name: Daxter
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Appearance: 2 meters tall, brown hair & beard, old crappy clothing, and his trusty pair of goggles are the main apperance points for Daxter
Fears: The Dark & Spiders
Personality: He is mostly a friendly fellow, but everyone has to be a bit mean in this kind of a world.
Occupation: Scavenger/Trader
Skills: Assuming these are based on the game; Lock pick, Repair, and Barter.
Nickname (Optional): Dax
RP Example (Add Dialogue): An odd looking fellow some nasty looking raider's armor came up to the corner of the settlement Dax was set up in, his hands behind his back and his eyes shifting left to right.
The man was only trouble.
"You looking for business mister?" He said loud enough to be heard. No response.
Dax waited for the man to get a bit closer and picked up his thermic lance off the ground and vaulted over the counter. The raider pulled out a 9mm and began shooting, and it was good he didn't have any real experience because Dax wasn't wearing much protection. Dax got in closer and lashed out with the lance, barely missing his target, the raider grabbed the side of it and yanked Dax right below him. The raider kicked Daxter in the gut, which was replied with a quick punch to... well were it hurts. The raider fell and gave Daxter enough time to pick up the lace and finish the job...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Off in an obscure settlement Daxter had been raised to be a scavenger, the entire settlement scavenged for food and tech. His entire childhood, until about 15, consisted on only this. But the peace soon came to an end when the settlement went into a rivalry with a nearby group of raiders. He was trained to use a thermic lance and protected the storage in the town while the men went off to fight a campaign.
The rivalry didn't end up well for the settlement; the raiders sacked the town and killed most of the people living there. But Daxter was lucky enough to get out with his life, but not much else; He walked for what seemed ages, living off of cram and potato crisps until he found this new land with new potential...
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
(OOC)
Age:43
IGN:Cyruzthevirus
Roleplay Experience: Several RP servers and other such sorts
Why do you want on this server: It seems like a fun server, and I know someone on here
(IC)
Name: William Smithson
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Your own Backstory(That fits the server):
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
(OOC)
Age:43
IGN:Cyruzthevirus
Roleplay Experience: Several RP servers and other such sorts
Why do you want on this server: It seems like a fun server, and I know someone on here
(IC)
Name: William Smithson
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Your own Backstory(That fits the server):
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
We here a Vault-Tec most recently received your work application(s). And would like to inform you wether or not you made it in to our simulation test A.K.A.: Virtual Reality. We worked for a good time pondering wether or not you were a worthy addition to our test! And we have come up with a list of the following people who will be thrown into the exciting world of Virtual Reality! Do not fret if you weren't accepted, you have TWO tries to enter this EXCLUSIVE program.
Accepted Applications: No one, what a shame.
Denied Applications: Lgitshottz, having read your application we wish for you to elaborate what has happened to you over these years.
(OOC)
Age:43
IGN:Cyruzthevirus
Roleplay Experience: Several RP servers and other such sorts
Why do you want on this server: It seems like a fun server, and I know someone on here
(IC)
Name: William Smithson
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Your own Backstory(That fits the server):
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
We here a Vault-Tec most recently received your work application(s). And would like to inform you wether or not you made it in to our simulation test A.K.A.: Virtual Reality. We worked for a good time pondering wether or not you were a worthy addition to our test! And we have come up with a list of the following people who will be thrown into the exciting world of Virtual Reality! Do not fret if you weren't accepted, you have TWO tries to enter this EXCLUSIVE program.
Accepted Applications: No one, what a shame.
Denied Applications: Lgitshottz, having read your application we wish for you to elaborate what has happened to you over these years.
IGN:Jbenz
Age:20
Role-Play Exp.:I once assumed the role of mayor for a hamlet on a server, closest I ever got to full on RP, I have played Fallout 1-NV.
Why Us: Because I love the world of fallout and you don’t seem as stuck up as some other servers
Time You Can Dedicate: a few hours a day, sometimes up to 5 hours at a time
IC
Name: Joseph Benz
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: Mexican
Fears: No Die unknown
Personality: Friendly, Diplomatic, Determined
Occupation: Trader/Politician
Skills: (Based on S.P.E.C.I.A.L?) Charisma, Intelligence
Nickname (Optional): SloppyJoe
RP Example (Add Dialogue): “I believe in Peace and Liberty for all people, and I will fight ruthlessly for those that are denied those rights. I may not hold the gun, but I will see to it that those that do will be fighting for on the side of Freedom.”
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Joseph Benz has been struggling his whole life trying to find a place in the world after the End. He Believes that people are inherently good and that civilization will return. He wants desperately to be apart of that realization.
His family was sold into slavery when he was young. He managed to escape by tricking a guard with his cunning. He knows not what became of his family, and he may never know. He has made an oath to himself that he will do everything in his power to make sure that slavery and War have no place in the New World Order.
IGN:greener161
Age:13
Role-Play Exp.:lord of the craft
Why Us:Because i love rp, fallout and minecraft
Time You Can Dedicate:3-4 days a week
IC
Name:Robert_Lone
Gender:Male
Age:30
Appearance:Brown hair and colorless grey eyes
Fears:Being killed
Personality:Shy and always want to figure stuff out first.
Occupation:Scientist
Skills:Science, speech, energy weapons
Nickname (Optional):Brains
RP Example (Add Dialogue):"You there stop" shouted the NCR trooper "what are you doing here". Robert replys "I'm just a scientist adventuring the wasteland"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Robert grew up in a small community of raiders. But he stood out. Unlike the other war mongols and dumb raiders. Robert didn't like violence and was very intelligent. After maybe years of being a slave for his parents(who of which thought he wasn't there son)ventured out into the unknown waste land looking for adventures and making break through technology. Days on end, Robert walked until he found a house. A group of men and women walked towards him. They were all dressed in white coats with glasses. " You boy you better come in side". They explained to him you be safe here and they would look after him. Couple of days later they gave him a test. Robert got every question right. The group was astonished that a lone waste lander boy did this. After many years he became an accepted scientist of the group. But his journey didn't end there...
IGN: Xclbr1
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Plenty of RPG's, DnD, and on Roleplayer Guild. Also played most of the fallout games, so im down with le' lore :smile.gif:
Why Us: The server looks a lot more organized then most others of its kind.
Time You Can Dedicate: Every day, mainly after 4
IC
Name: Daxter
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Appearance: 2 meters tall, brown hair & beard, old crappy clothing, and his trusty pair of goggles are the main apperance points for Daxter
Fears: The Dark & Spiders
Personality: He is mostly a friendly fellow, but everyone has to be a bit mean in this kind of a world.
Occupation: Scavenger/Trader
Skills: Assuming these are based on the game; Lock pick, Repair, and Barter.
Nickname (Optional): Dax
RP Example (Add Dialogue): An odd looking fellow some nasty looking raider's armor came up to the corner of the settlement Dax was set up in, his hands behind his back and his eyes shifting left to right.
The man was only trouble.
"You looking for business mister?" He said loud enough to be heard. No response.
Dax waited for the man to get a bit closer and picked up his thermic lance off the ground and vaulted over the counter. The raider pulled out a 9mm and began shooting, and it was good he didn't have any real experience because Dax wasn't wearing much protection. Dax got in closer and lashed out with the lance, barely missing his target, the raider grabbed the side of it and yanked Dax right below him. The raider kicked Daxter in the gut, which was replied with a quick punch to... well were it hurts. The raider fell and gave Daxter enough time to pick up the lace and finish the job...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Off in an obscure settlement Daxter had been raised to be a scavenger, the entire settlement scavenged for food and tech. His entire childhood, until about 15, consisted on only this. But the peace soon came to an end when the settlement went into a rivalry with a nearby group of raiders. He was trained to use a thermic lance and protected the storage in the town while the men went off to fight a campaign.
The rivalry didn't end up well for the settlement; the raiders sacked the town and killed most of the people living there. But Daxter was lucky enough to get out with his life, but not much else; He walked for what seemed ages, living off of cram and potato crisps until he found this new land with new potential...
That isn't even of the server...
Yeah, till 4pm est supposedly.
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
Age:43
IGN:Cyruzthevirus
Roleplay Experience: Several RP servers and other such sorts
Why do you want on this server: It seems like a fun server, and I know someone on here
(IC)
Name: William Smithson
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Your own Backstory(That fits the server):
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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)
IC
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
Umm and as a extra question, will the BoS ever become a major faction? and please review this app
Age:43
IGN:Cyruzthevirus
Roleplay Experience: Several RP servers and other such sorts
Why do you want on this server: It seems like a fun server, and I know someone on here
(IC)
Name: William Smithson
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Your own Backstory(That fits the server):
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
No worries, but you can prolly delete a few of them.
how do i delete?
Accepted Applications: No one, what a shame.
Denied Applications: Lgitshottz, having read your application we wish for you to elaborate what has happened to you over these years.
Oh well aren't you the clever one.
So pretty much you want me to describe more years? other than just jumping through?
and is that the only problem?