As I said before, "I neither have the power to accept or deny these applications." So by the looks of it you'll be in BoS. Although sending these apps. are kind of useless to us now. You will understand when you join the server! :smile.gif:
Oh darn it I was going to say, I wish I could get on the server for a tour but...ATM I will only be able to play on the weekends because I don't have Internet. Maybe you guys should make a YouTube video? I think it would make a great advertisement... Especially with what I have seen from the screenshots, those are amazing!
Oh darn it I was going to say, I wish I could get on the server for a tour but...ATM I will only be able to play on the weekends because I don't have Internet. Maybe you guys should make a YouTube video? I think it would make a great advertisement... Especially with what I have seen from the screenshots, those are amazing!
made kind of awhile ago. (losts and lots of improvements since this) but here you go:
Also, It's 20 times better when you get to experience it!
That's awesome, thanks for posting! Wish I could be there... You guys did an excellent job on all the cities and vaults and I recognize that Dino in Novac XD!
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:sad.gif: I actually asked to help, to bad I can't get on the server. When do you think the server will be up? Sucks my computer overheated and burnt out some internal components.
Maybe it's just me... But why do people put ridiculous things in their background story. I'm talking about the assumption that a certain faction would do certain things. For example the NCR bombing anything wouldn't that change the storyline of the game? I'm not talking about little things like a group raiding a Place or killing someone, but blowing up a whole town?! Rant done sorry. I shouldn't even post this because will make some people angry but I don't mean to, just stating my peace.
Sorry, my only concern was really that some peoples background story might interfere or change the story that fallout and this server's owners have created.
I didn't mean they wouldn't bomb anyone. I meant assuming things happened that didn't happen in the story line is a decision made by the servers owners.
I didn't mean they wouldn't bomb anyone. I meant assuming things happened that didn't happen in the story line is a decision made by the servers owners.
Yes we decide but for the most part we let the members take part and have a say in it. We want the most fair Roleplaying we can get from everyone. Lets hope everyone else wants the same.
Yes we decide but for the most part we let the members take part and have a say in it. We want the most fair Roleplaying we can get from everyone. Lets hope everyone else wants the same.
Again I said that wrong, of course it's a role play and events/ history happen because of players I just .... Nvm sorry. Won't bring it up.
IGN: pjxxx1128
Age:14
Role-Play Exp.: i applyed for ur skyrim server and am waiting for it to go up
Why Us: ur servers are the best i love them
Time You Can Dedicate: at least 4 hours a day between all ur servers
IC
Name: patrick walker
Gender: Male
Age:27
Appearance: skrufy and young with black hair
Fears: spiders and zombies
Personality: i like to mine and fight to the death
Occupation: i am a miner in the day and a fighter at night
Skills: mineing and fighting
Nickname (Optional): pj
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Guard: PJ are small town is under attack by rough group of raiders
PJ: got it il be at the gate in 5 minuets just let me get my gun and my armor
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
when i was 21 i lived in a small town of about 100 people. we are peaceful and kind and we supply new Vegas with a lot of supplys. i was one of the miners in the town and at night i trained my combat skills on monsters.I was one of the best miners in the town. i averaged about 30 diamonds a dig and i supply the town with weapons and armor. half of what i made went to Vegas and half stayed for us.
But one day a group of raiders found out about are diamonds. And in the middle of the night they attacked us. I was woken up by a guard and told that we were under atack so i mobilized got my gear and went to fight. but during the fight my king told me to escort are women and children to Vegas so i did what he said and escorted them.
Sorry, but I think you have almost no chance to get accepted. Here's the list:
1) Spelling.
2) Longer story.
3) The RP example and Backstory have to be just about Fallout, not Minecraft. (I think.)
4) That is not Roleplay experience. Roleplay experience is playing something such as Fallout or a different RP server. You can just write ''None.'' You know.
Well, that's it. Just trying to teach you a thing or two. And i'm not saying its Denied, but it will most likely be.
I agree about the spelling, and the stories shortness.
But never getting accepted that's a bit harsh...
Also Qwerty like your' rp and story. But... Don't you wish that we were the first with parents to die in the Wastes? The story seems a bit cliche now, doesn't it?
The mods should accept yours... Welcome to the wastes in advance.
IGN: ivegothoneypants
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: Ive played a couple of rp servers so I know what im doing
Why Us: I like fallout duh.
Time You Can Dedicate: probably 2 to 3 hours a day
IC
Name: Ronald Oliver
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Appearance: handsome
Fears: arachnophobia
Personality: Bold but logical
Occupation: Hunting
Skills: Shooting and surviving(since a hunter hes got lost and had to survive).
Nickname (Optional): Ronny
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Well time to go hunt."Ron says to his neighbor who is going to work.
"You know. Ive never really figured out why you would go out risking your life hunting." says Joe.
"I do it so I can put food on my table." says Ron
"Well I guess im just a natural farmer." says Joe
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Ronny Oliver is a man who grew up hunting.He lived in the backwoods of a city and always would hunt or fish with his dad. Then the first nuke hit the ground and he was rushed to a vault where he spent the next 17 years of his life. Then, he left the vault after an earthquake while everyone was shook up, and found a town. He has tried to live a dull adventure-less life until now...
Thanks for taking the time to read this, and I hope I get whitelisted and all that jazz, bye.
There is an almost three hundred year gap between now and when the bombs dropped so I would highly recommend editing your post and bio before an admin gets on and tells you the same thing. Unless he is a vampire? XD Oh and make the bio longer, maybe elaborate on your appearance.
Role-Play Exp.:This might take a while. Warcraft 3's, SotDRP, XRP, NGoRP, WoW RP Servers, Skyrim, Fallout: 3, Fallout:3 New Vegas, Oblivion, Bits of Morrowind, and a few minecraft servers to boot.
Why Us: Because I'm finding myself quite bored with skyrim as I've acquired near-god like stats and thus I've decided to go where god-likeism isn't as easy to come across. That and Fallout rules.
Time You Can Dedicate: Mon and Wed: 3:45-10:00 PM. Tues and Thurs: 5:45-10:00 PM. Fri and Sat: When I wake up-around 2:00 am. Sun: No clue.
IC.
Name: Gavvin Russelton
Gender:M
Age:27
Appearance: Tall, Lean, Average build. Long blonde hair about shoulder length, with dirt caked into the edges.
Fears: Torture, Pain. A painful death.
Personality: Leading, wise, always ready to keep up the fight, no matter how grim it is.
Occupation: Pending on his needs at the time.
Skills: Marksman, Gathering, Decent Constructer.
RP Example: Waking up from the tattered mat he called a bed, he cracked his back back into place. "I need to get a new god damned 'apartment'," with a chuckle to himself. Getting up he armed himself with his weapons and armor, took a refreshing swig of whiskey, and headed out of the building. A ruined apartment complex and looked at the waste around him. "Damn the suns bright today. Must mean good hunting." He pulls his rifle over his shoulder and pulls his hat down, so its brim covers his eyes, he walks off in search of something scavanglable.
Backstory: A plain simple man, he enjoyed the "Simple things" in life, be it shooting a few rounds at empty whiskey bottles or trashing an already trashed building to satisfy that "need for destruction" that everyone has. He grew up in the wasteland, in one of those half-assed villages that the land has already reclaimed by now. He was captured by raiders at the age of 7 and was taught to kill and take without mercy. Deciding his time with them was coming to an end he shot them all in their sleep, mercilessly, and took their supplies. Now he scraps a living off whatever he can scavange from the wastes. He tries not to provoke fights but is not afraid to gun someone down in cold blood. He does anything and everything if he see's a large enough reward at the end of the tunnel.
IGN:Mac023
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: A Roleplay website and a previous Role-play server
Why Us: Because me and my friend have been looking for a good Fallout server, and this one looks very good
Time You Can Dedicate:1-2 Hours on Weekdays and 3-4 on Weekends
IC
Name: John O'Reilly
Gender:Male
Age: 21
Appearance: 5'11, tanned skin, brown hair, hairstyle is High and Tight, Blue eyes, slightly upturned nose, recessed chin, Athletic build, thin mouth
Fears: Deathclaws, Being enslaved
Personality: Calm usually but prone to rage when provoked, trys to stay low-key
Occupation: Survivalist
Skills: Building, Fighting
Nickname (Optional): Irish
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Irish strode into his cabin of scrap, showing signs of it's makeshift construction as plates were beginning to fall from the walls. He thought to himself "I should've welded them together instead of trusting that pre-war construction glue. How could I think glue would still be in top shape after sitting in a bottle for 200 years? Well, I suppose it's held up pretty well, all things considered. Irish casually set his duffle-bag, stuffed with the product of his latest scavenging session, mainly scrap metal and electronics. However he had found a varmint rifle with 3 filled magazines. He opened the door to his cabin again and stepped out, closing it behind him. He found a patrol of NCR soldiers walking on the highway. He jogged up to them and asked their sergeant "So, the NCR is finally patrolling here, are they?" The sergeant stopped and replied "Yes civilian, but we need to keep moving so good-bye." The sergeant then just resumed walking, with his men following. Irish shrugged and strolled back to his little cabin, he opened the door, entered, then shut it. He layed on his bed, settled in, and fell asleep.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): John grew up the son of an NCR Captain and a civilian farmer. When he was still young, his father and mother began to teach him about shooting, so that he could help patrol the farm for mutant rats. Eventually though, John's dad got wounded in action, and so had to come home. At about this time, the farm began to lose fertility. John's parents moved to Shady Sands, however John couldn't be admitted, and told his parents to stay in the city, and he moved to the Mojave, where he still resides.
Oh darn it I was going to say, I wish I could get on the server for a tour but...ATM I will only be able to play on the weekends because I don't have Internet. Maybe you guys should make a YouTube video? I think it would make a great advertisement... Especially with what I have seen from the screenshots, those are amazing!
made kind of awhile ago. (losts and lots of improvements since this) but here you go:
Also, It's 20 times better when you get to experience it!
Michael WillCroft
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:sad.gif: I actually asked to help, to bad I can't get on the server. When do you think the server will be up? Sucks my computer overheated and burnt out some internal components.
NCR nuked Divide in FNV.
I didn't mean they wouldn't bomb anyone. I meant assuming things happened that didn't happen in the story line is a decision made by the servers owners.
Yes we decide but for the most part we let the members take part and have a say in it. We want the most fair Roleplaying we can get from everyone. Lets hope everyone else wants the same.
Again I said that wrong, of course it's a role play and events/ history happen because of players I just .... Nvm sorry. Won't bring it up.
It's all cool man. :smile.gif:
Yes you need to make a new app. Since there is a new owner, new map, and new ideas!
Michael WillCroft
When did this happen?
IGN: pjxxx1128
Age:14
Role-Play Exp.: i applyed for ur skyrim server and am waiting for it to go up
Why Us: ur servers are the best i love them
Time You Can Dedicate: at least 4 hours a day between all ur servers
IC
Name: patrick walker
Gender: Male
Age:27
Appearance: skrufy and young with black hair
Fears: spiders and zombies
Personality: i like to mine and fight to the death
Occupation: i am a miner in the day and a fighter at night
Skills: mineing and fighting
Nickname (Optional): pj
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Guard: PJ are small town is under attack by rough group of raiders
PJ: got it il be at the gate in 5 minuets just let me get my gun and my armor
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
when i was 21 i lived in a small town of about 100 people. we are peaceful and kind and we supply new Vegas with a lot of supplys. i was one of the miners in the town and at night i trained my combat skills on monsters.I was one of the best miners in the town. i averaged about 30 diamonds a dig and i supply the town with weapons and armor. half of what i made went to Vegas and half stayed for us.
But one day a group of raiders found out about are diamonds. And in the middle of the night they attacked us. I was woken up by a guard and told that we were under atack so i mobilized got my gear and went to fight. but during the fight my king told me to escort are women and children to Vegas so i did what he said and escorted them.
I agree about the spelling, and the stories shortness.
But never getting accepted that's a bit harsh...
Also Qwerty like your' rp and story. But... Don't you wish that we were the first with parents to die in the Wastes? The story seems a bit cliche now, doesn't it?
The mods should accept yours... Welcome to the wastes in advance.
IGN: ivegothoneypants
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: Ive played a couple of rp servers so I know what im doing
Why Us: I like fallout duh.
Time You Can Dedicate: probably 2 to 3 hours a day
IC
Name: Ronald Oliver
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Appearance: handsome
Fears: arachnophobia
Personality: Bold but logical
Occupation: Hunting
Skills: Shooting and surviving(since a hunter hes got lost and had to survive).
Nickname (Optional): Ronny
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Well time to go hunt."Ron says to his neighbor who is going to work.
"You know. Ive never really figured out why you would go out risking your life hunting." says Joe.
"I do it so I can put food on my table." says Ron
"Well I guess im just a natural farmer." says Joe
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Ronny Oliver is a man who grew up hunting.He lived in the backwoods of a city and always would hunt or fish with his dad. Then the first nuke hit the ground and he was rushed to a vault where he spent the next 17 years of his life. Then, he left the vault after an earthquake while everyone was shook up, and found a town. He has tried to live a dull adventure-less life until now...
Thanks for taking the time to read this, and I hope I get whitelisted and all that jazz, bye.
Hope I helped.
http://dl.dropbox.com/u/52411443/Fallout Nuka Break 1.0.zip
IGN:Donutsrule
Role-Play Exp.:This might take a while. Warcraft 3's, SotDRP, XRP, NGoRP, WoW RP Servers, Skyrim, Fallout: 3, Fallout:3 New Vegas, Oblivion, Bits of Morrowind, and a few minecraft servers to boot.
Why Us: Because I'm finding myself quite bored with skyrim as I've acquired near-god like stats and thus I've decided to go where god-likeism isn't as easy to come across. That and Fallout rules.
Time You Can Dedicate: Mon and Wed: 3:45-10:00 PM. Tues and Thurs: 5:45-10:00 PM. Fri and Sat: When I wake up-around 2:00 am. Sun: No clue.
IC.
Name: Gavvin Russelton
Gender:M
Age:27
Appearance: Tall, Lean, Average build. Long blonde hair about shoulder length, with dirt caked into the edges.
Fears: Torture, Pain. A painful death.
Personality: Leading, wise, always ready to keep up the fight, no matter how grim it is.
Occupation: Pending on his needs at the time.
Skills: Marksman, Gathering, Decent Constructer.
RP Example: Waking up from the tattered mat he called a bed, he cracked his back back into place. "I need to get a new god damned 'apartment'," with a chuckle to himself. Getting up he armed himself with his weapons and armor, took a refreshing swig of whiskey, and headed out of the building. A ruined apartment complex and looked at the waste around him. "Damn the suns bright today. Must mean good hunting." He pulls his rifle over his shoulder and pulls his hat down, so its brim covers his eyes, he walks off in search of something scavanglable.
Backstory: A plain simple man, he enjoyed the "Simple things" in life, be it shooting a few rounds at empty whiskey bottles or trashing an already trashed building to satisfy that "need for destruction" that everyone has. He grew up in the wasteland, in one of those half-assed villages that the land has already reclaimed by now. He was captured by raiders at the age of 7 and was taught to kill and take without mercy. Deciding his time with them was coming to an end he shot them all in their sleep, mercilessly, and took their supplies. Now he scraps a living off whatever he can scavange from the wastes. He tries not to provoke fights but is not afraid to gun someone down in cold blood. He does anything and everything if he see's a large enough reward at the end of the tunnel.
IGN:Mac023
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: A Roleplay website and a previous Role-play server
Why Us: Because me and my friend have been looking for a good Fallout server, and this one looks very good
Time You Can Dedicate:1-2 Hours on Weekdays and 3-4 on Weekends
IC
Name: John O'Reilly
Gender:Male
Age: 21
Appearance: 5'11, tanned skin, brown hair, hairstyle is High and Tight, Blue eyes, slightly upturned nose, recessed chin, Athletic build, thin mouth
Fears: Deathclaws, Being enslaved
Personality: Calm usually but prone to rage when provoked, trys to stay low-key
Occupation: Survivalist
Skills: Building, Fighting
Nickname (Optional): Irish
RP Example (Add Dialogue): Irish strode into his cabin of scrap, showing signs of it's makeshift construction as plates were beginning to fall from the walls. He thought to himself "I should've welded them together instead of trusting that pre-war construction glue. How could I think glue would still be in top shape after sitting in a bottle for 200 years? Well, I suppose it's held up pretty well, all things considered. Irish casually set his duffle-bag, stuffed with the product of his latest scavenging session, mainly scrap metal and electronics. However he had found a varmint rifle with 3 filled magazines. He opened the door to his cabin again and stepped out, closing it behind him. He found a patrol of NCR soldiers walking on the highway. He jogged up to them and asked their sergeant "So, the NCR is finally patrolling here, are they?" The sergeant stopped and replied "Yes civilian, but we need to keep moving so good-bye." The sergeant then just resumed walking, with his men following. Irish shrugged and strolled back to his little cabin, he opened the door, entered, then shut it. He layed on his bed, settled in, and fell asleep.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): John grew up the son of an NCR Captain and a civilian farmer. When he was still young, his father and mother began to teach him about shooting, so that he could help patrol the farm for mutant rats. Eventually though, John's dad got wounded in action, and so had to come home. At about this time, the farm began to lose fertility. John's parents moved to Shady Sands, however John couldn't be admitted, and told his parents to stay in the city, and he moved to the Mojave, where he still resides.