Name (Full):Alexander Antonovich gargin
Rank you want if wanted?:engineer
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): Fighting
Will you be dedicated?: As dedicated as i am to my own mother
Why do you want to join the Soviets?: The storys my grandfather told me of equality and freedom
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: As long as they are loyal to the cause
Will you fight for the glory and die for the Motherland?: Yes hurraaaaa!!!
IGN:Mas0n99
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:ive played alot of rps in my time but i never played a fallout type
Why Us:1 ud be the very first Fallout server ive ever played on 2:well this server really looks awsome im a fair player too
Time You Can Dedicate:Really i can play when ever i get the time to
IC
Name:Mack daves:srry for bad name cant really think of a good one
Gender:male
Age:15
RP Example:*grabs a rifle* u ready jack?---Jack*yes* *grabs Rifle* ok on 3....1..2..3! *Fires Rifle at Ghoul* DIE U DAYWALKERS!! *gun shoots* --Jack:AAAA!--* JACK! *runs to Jack and sees a Bite mark on his arm* OMG Jack! --omg that ghoul got me good....*falls*JACK!* rushes to Jack OMG r u ok!! --im not gonna make it man-- DONT SAY THT YOU'LL make it! --Jack:shoot me man the Pain its unbearable-- No! --Jack if ur my friend you would do it--*sheads a tear* ok man if u wish for me to...*BAM*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):I Grew Up in a small Town Called Springwaters a Peacefull town infact our town was rate Number 5 in the Best Shooting Contest.But i But u werent reading this for tht were u.ok here is my story.Story:as u already know i Grew up in a small town called watersprings Me and my Brother had a ruff life growing up our Mom Died of Radiation so our Dad had to Raise us along with our Aunt Our dad taught us how to Handle a gun and repair it to.A Year has past Since the Death of our Mother and Our Aunt has gotten Sick and My Me and My brother have learned to shoot better but One Day Our dad was intruble a MoleRat Had Traped him in a Shack and so me and my Brother Grab our Rifles and ammo clips and Rushed outside.My Brother shoot the First Round of at the Molerat and it hit the Leg of it then I shot the Nose of it it Became Very...mad if u want to put it and then it Charged at My Brother and Pinning him on the Ground.The Mole rat started to Bite him and Bite his stomach Then i Fired a Round at the MoleRat and it hit its Head and the Molerat died tht Day and was My First Kill although When my I rushed to My Brother he said he was proud of me and wished he could of Done better.We both laughed but then my brother....Past away right there.So tht day i Trained mor Practice at makeing my accuraticey better and Each Day i would Put a Poster up of a MoleRat and Aimed at it and Each day my Shot Got Closer to the Head. 2 Years have Pasted since the Deatth of my Brother im 15 Now i have moved out of my Dad house and lived in a newly made home.Still Praticeing But then one day the NCR cam and took my Dad from his own house and took him Out side with a couple other people and made everyone in town come outside to watch.As we watched them Laugh I was watching one of them whispering and i overheard them saying to kill them all and Quickly Shot their commander Straight in the Head but then another NCR Soldier Shot my Dad in the Head.From that day forward i Pludged to Kill all NCR people i could find.That same Day i left WaterSpring to wander the land.
Elder Stone: Well so you want to join the BoS eh? Answer these questions and we will see if you are brotherhood material!
IC
Name (Full): Garrett Williams (gwilliams9426)
Rank you want if wanted?: What ever rank you see fit to give me
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): im very good at statistics (planning stuff, getting groups together, putting ideas into affect, Etc.)
Will you be dedicated?: Heck Yea
Why do you want to join the BoS?: It looks like the kind of group that shares my same kind of plans and feelings
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: Yes i will always be loyal
IGN: WittyUsername816
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: I’ve done some Medieval RP’s and one or two futuristic RP’s. If there is anything I can learn, I would be happy to learn from more experienced RPers.
Why Us: Honestly? I was bored and looking through the Beta servers forum, and saw a Fallout themed server, and here I am.
Time You Can Dedicate: It really depends on how much homework I have from school. Probably, one hour a day, if not more.
IC
Name: Roland Black
Gender: Male
Age: 23
RP Example:
Roland: “Marcus! Get down!”
*Marcus ducks his head down behind the crumbling stone wall as bullets fly over head*
Marcus: “We can’t hold them off much longer! We have to get out of here!”
Roland: “No! We have to give those merchants time to get out of here safely! Those supplies they are carrying are vital for the survival of <*Brotherhood of Steel town name>!”
*More shots wiz over head, and both men, who are in their early twenties, return fire over the crumbling wall, and one of the Enclave soldiers falls, a bullet through his throat*
Marcus: “We never should have taken this job!”
*Marcus yells to Roland. Roland yells back to Marcus, in a temper*
Roland: “Well, we needed the money! I would rather die fighting, then starve to death! If you want to leave, go ahead, I’ll keep all of the money!”
*Roland stands up, and begins to shoot at the Enclave soldiers with his Assault Rifle.*
‘Click’
*Roland looks down at the AR in surprise. This gun had never jammed before!*
Marcus: “Roland get down!”
*Just then Roland takes two bullets in his shoulder, spinning him around. As he falls to the ground, the last thing he sees, before blacking out, is Marcus running towards him, and an Enclave Officer, shooting him in the back. Roland blacks out.*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Roland Black was born on the outskirts of New Vegas, on August 16th, **2284. He was raised by his Mother, and his twin siblings, a brother and a sister. As he grew up, he became best friends with one of the other New Vegas children, Marcus Hunter. Marcus was his junior by one year, and an only child. Roland and Marcus became like brothers to each other, and Roland always felt he needed to protect the younger Marcus.
In 2302, Roland and Marcus set off from New Vegas to become Mercenaries. They did small jobs at first, guarding traders at night, guarding small towns, etc. But eventually, as their reputation grew, larger groups began to hire them. Their first major job was for the NCR. The NCR wanted the leader of an Independence outpost killed. Roland and Marcus took the job, and performed it extremely well, taking out not only the commander of the outpost, but the second-in-command as well.
They returned to New Vegas to visit their families in 2304, but found that their families were killed in the August 10th raid that destroyed most of New Vegas. There were rumors of Roland’s brother having left a few days before the raid, and that he may have survived, but nothing has been confirmed. Roland and Marcus decided that they would be each others family, and they would continue to roam the wastelands, acting as mercenaries and assassins for anyone who would pay them the most.
*Please add a list of Town/Outpost names that belong to each faction.
**This date is assuming that the end of the timeline in the OP is the current year.
Elder Stone: Well so you want to join the BoS eh? Answer these questions and we will see if you are brotherhood material!
IC
Name (Full): Roland Black (WittyUsername816)
Rank you want if wanted?: Paladin
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): Fighting
Will you be dedicated?: Sir! Yes Sir!
Why do you want to join the BoS?: I hope to join the Brotherhood to assist in the downfall of the Enclave and to increase the Brotherhoods influence across the Wastelands!
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: I shall!
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"Either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain." ~ Harvey Dent/Two Face, 'The Dark Knight'
Check out my guide on how to apply for a server!
IGN: lurn2spele
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Elder Scrolls, Fallout 1-NV, multiple RP servers on multiple games (GTA:SAMP, Habbo, Minecraft, etc)
Why Us: Your forum post looks fantastic, and I love Fallout.
Time You Can Dedicate: A lot.
IC
Name: Pytr Baskov
Gender: Male
Age: 34
RP Example: *Pytr looks out along the wasteland, then suddenly sees a flock of ghouls sprinting mindlessly after him. He then puts his cigarette down and picks up his M1944 rifle (mosin-nagant) and begins to pick off the undead beasts.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Pytr woke up, the sound of the wind flying by. The plane was rickety and torn apart. He looks to and fro', seeing men, women, and childen all different. The only sameness these people possessed was the sickness and the raggedy clothing. This was how Pytr's whole life was. Sickness. He had to escape this plague. His whole family, ancestors, and their ancestors all took the same path. A flight to America. Or what's left of it.
Каждый человек, настало время для великого спасения! Самолет приземлится в ближайшее время! Everyone, it is time for the great salvation! The plane will land shortly! Pytr stood up and grabbed his bag. It was time...
Soviet application
Name (Full): Pytr Baskov
Rank you want if wanted?: Engineer(Scientist/worker)
Special Talents?: Scientist
Will you be dedicated?: несомненно, (Undoubtedly)
Why do you want to join the Soviets?: Я вырос в Родину. (I grew up in the Motherland.)
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: Да. (Yes)
Will you fight for the glory and die for the Motherland?: ровь в моих жилах течет только для Советской России. (The blood in my veins flows only for Soviet Russia.)
Why The Independence: Independence is always the right way to go. You cannot not trust one man or group to lead a place like the Mojave. We need independence in this wasteland.
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End: Of course!
Are You Dedicated: Definitely. I'm not more dedicated to anything else then the idea of independence. My own Father told me with his dying breath that Independence is the right way to go.
I'm kinda sad to see that no one is ever a bad guy like a raider or something! I want a app of some detailing the murders they did for no reason!Or how they just like doing drugs *mkay*.
Alright I hate to say this.. But the whole map cannot be sand. It will not work out in the long run, and here's why:
You are taking away one of the basic materials in Minecraft; Dirt. Without dirt, we have no farming, mountains, coal, animals, reeds, wood, paper, books, bookshelves, wool, lakes, etc. I know that we have a few oasis', but because dirt is so rare now, eventually those oasis' will be stripped clean. Eventually, it will be impossible for new people to acquire things like reeds, seeds, wool, meat, feathers, wood, coal, etc. without buying them. Players will no longer be able to explore and naturally find the things that would be in any normal minecraft game. I'm sorry if I sound scatter brained, it's like 3:47 am and I just had to warn you guys.
The way I see it, we have 2 options:
1. Restart the world and just create large deserts AROUND large spaces of land, that way we get dirt, mountains, etc. while still keeping a desert feel to some places.
2. Find a way to change alot of the sand to dirt. Idk if there is some sort of command for this, but hey, if you don't want to give up your current work, this would be your option. We'll still be without mountains, but maybe we could make artificial ones...
I really hope you look into this, I just can't see people enjoying playing in a giant sandbox while all of the members who have played longer have supplies that are impossible for the late joiners to get.
*cough* Derp *cough* This is the Mojave DESERT also there is plenty of dirt underground, there are scattered trees without leaves people can harvest to make tools
DIRT IS NOT THE MOST IMPORTANT MATERIAL, WOOD IS and we shall have plenty, we will not restart this map another time. The oasis won't be stripped down because people will replant the trees theer and go back to digging their holes, dirt isn't only one the surface
IGN:
Morgieharry1
Age:
16
Role-Play Exp:
Ive Played allot of role playing games like Fallout 3 and New vegas ive also played oblivion and looking forward to Skyrim
Why Us:
You guys are combining 3 of my favourite things Fallouts,Minecraft and Role Playing
Time You Can Dedicate:
Most days from 4pm GMT on week days and every other weekend
IC
Name:
The Drifter
Gender:
Male
RP Example:
In the crack of dawn they came..more than they ever have before and by the morning i was the only one left.
Backstory:
I was born into a family of traders,not many caps to my name until the NCR took over the strip.Me and my family couldn't afford to pay the taxes so we had to head out into the wastes,it was a rough life constantly moving never feeling safe unfortunately one day,we were attacked in the night by a legion raiding party i remember being shot in the chest by a hunting rifle,i guess they didn't care if i lived or died.
I remember waking up the next day being bitten by a radroach i quickly stood on the oversized bug and set on my way.I traveled from place to place until i found the BoS they took me in and taught me to fight,i have become a trained killer il live by the gun,and die by the gun.
Thx For Reading
I Posted Again Because You Seemed to Not See It.
I would absolutely love if you made your char a cold blooded raider :tongue.gif:
Please add more backstory
IGN:
Morgieharry1
Age:
16
Role-Play Exp:
Ive Played allot of role playing games like Fallout 3 and New vegas ive also played oblivion and looking forward to Skyrim
Why Us:
You guys are combining 3 of my favourite things Fallouts,Minecraft and Role Playing
Time You Can Dedicate:
Most days from 4pm GMT on week days and every other weekend
IC
Name:
The Drifter
Gender:
Male
RP Example:
In the crack of dawn they came..more than they ever have before and by the morning i was the only one left.
Backstory:
I was born into a family of traders,not many caps to my name until the NCR took over the strip.Me and my family couldn't afford to pay the taxes so we had to head out into the wastes,it was a rough life constantly moving never feeling safe unfortunately one day,we were attacked in the night by a legion raiding party i remember being shot in the chest by a hunting rifle,i guess they didn't care if i lived or died.
I remember waking up the next day being bitten by a radroach i quickly stood on the oversized bug and set on my way.I traveled to the strip again to see if any of my family could have survived but yet still,i was declined access to the stip i had to sneak in.Later that week i joined the couriers and was amazed that they let me walk straight in but, none to my luck i found nothing i stayed in the job for a few years until my manger got to cocky so i had to "get rid of him" after this i couldn't show my face anywhere new New Vegas so i left i traveled place to place until i found the Raiders they took me in and taught me to fight,i have become a trained killer il live by the gun,and die by the gun.
IGN:AHappyElite
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:I have been on 3 other Rp servers, and I love to RP.
Why Us:I LOVE Fallout, and you guys sound like an organized and fun,mature sever.
Time You Can Dedicate:Lots on the weekends, up to 12 hours, weekdays, maybe 2-6 hours.
IC
Name:Elite A. Hap
Gender:Male
Age:26
RP Example:I uh....I'm sorry I don't know what you mean "example," sorry.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):He was raised in the wastelands, then one day his town was raided by The Brotherhood of Steel. His Mom and Brother were killed. He ran with his Dad to a nearby cave, they stayed there until the Britherhood left. But, they never did, they lived in the town for many years, Elite and his Dad managed to gather recources and live in the cave for 16 years. After 16 years his Dad died of food poisoning from Gecko Meat.
He was 19 when it happened. He managed to sneak past The Brotherhood and managed to get to the Lucky 38, he lived in the Vault 3 hotel, and worked at the WHite Glove Club. He saw the NCR building near the hotel one day, he went over to the building and sighned up, he made it in. He now seeks to get some dirt on the BoS so he, and the rest of the NCR can completely crush the BoS.
(Edited:) He then one day told the President of the NCR that the BoS have attakced to many cities and towns, and must be killed. The president disagreed and sent him out. He was furious and couldn't control himself so he grabed the President by his neck and slammed him into the wall. The Preasident called for the guards, and I left him. I got out my Service Rifle and shot my way out of the building, I ran out of The Strip through the North entrance. I eventually lost the NCR, I took off my NCR dogtag and threw into the ground. I stayed away from The Strip and the NCR for years, but I still posed as an NCR soldier. I came back to The Strip one day, and noticed they forgot all about me, they now think I am a traveling soldier taking a break in the strip. I have dropped my grudge on the BoS and now just live as a travelier, but still where my NCR uniform to this day(In the game day).
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Wort, a worti' wort, and a wort wort and a wort wort wort!
IGN:calec94
Age:14/15
Role-Play Exp.:many server and games ex: i have played as a cultis in runescape one year
Why Us:becuse i realy like fallout 3 and new vegas, and servers whit mods and stuff
Time You Can Dedicate:most of my time
IC
Name:Kale Harris
Gender:male
Age:21
RP Example:
I looked out the window and saw then I saw it, about ten raiders looting the area, I hope they wont find my hiding place..
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Kale was born in miner camp sloan. But he never really liked the miners life so he decided to move. Later he became a part of the crimson caravan, he joined them as a guard or hired gun as they say.
One day his caravan was over-manned by a large group of Raiders when they were on their way to New Vegas, it all happend so fast that Kale had no time to react.
Within seconds most members of his travelling caravan was either blown to pieces or filled up with led. Kale thou was lucky as he was knocked unconsious by the blast of one of the grenades, when he finally awoke the Caravan was all looted and the raiders had moved on.
Kale was so filled with shame that he hadnt managed to defend the caravan so he returned back home to Sloan where he would serve as a look-out the next years to come.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
9/17/2011
Posts:
115
Member Details
IGN: xZeonTK
Age: Fifteen
Role-Play Exp.: About 6 months on minecraft.
Why Us: I love fallout and role play, so this is perfect! Also, I have a lot of time to commit to the cause!
Time You Can Dedicate: A lot of time at weekends, and about 3-4 hours weekdays, longer if I haven't got homework :L
Name: Maximus Petronus
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Three
RP Example: His wet back slapped to the shattered walls behind him. Frantically, his fingers juggle through his pouch, trying desperately to sift through the rifle bullets he held in surplus for his handful of .45s. Above his head, wood splintered as a round hit the busted down wall. C'mon! C'mon!, he thought as he rummaged through his bag. A rounded bullet brushed his finger, and he'd hit gold. Loading the magazine into his weapon, he scurried across the dirt, riding under the line of sight of his opponents. Taking in a deep breath, he'd give a quick, beating breath before turning on his heel, rounding the corner and unloading.
Backstory:
Maximus Iucundus Petronus was born in 2283, around the time of the Annexation of New Vegas into the NCR. Growing up in Vault City, in California, Maximus was named after his great, great, great, great, greate grandgfather, who was a sergeant at the time of 'the war'. As a child of twelve, he would often wander off from the city, and shoot at Mole Rats with his Varmint Rifle. One day, he encountered an NCR ranger under attack from a Yaoi Guai, taking aim, he managed to snipe the creature square in the head. After speaking with the man he rescued, he had aspirations to join the NCR, and help change the grim news coming from the east.
Joining the NCR at the age of Thirteen, despite protests from the recruitment officer, he trained to become the best he could be, far surpassing men in the NCR who were twice his age. Being deployed on missions assisting people all through the Californian Commonwealth, he earned a nickname "The young gun" [pun, :tongue.gif:]. After Nine Years in the service, The president (Probably not Kimball by this time.) of the NCR personally bestowed upon him the rank of Veteran Ranger, having been the youngest person to have been awarded this title.
IGN:Maleel
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:Ive roleplayed on more serious rps on minecraft such as Ruined World. Ive also been rping on sonic rps for over 4 years.
Why Us:This seems not too serious and based around Fallout which i just so happen to own all 4 canon games.
Time You Can Dedicate:Everyday after 5:00 but some days i wont come on.
IC
Name:Seth(Not the ghoul from Fallout 1)
Gender:Male
Age:251
RP Example:Taking out the gang of raiders soon out of breath Seth walked the wasteland collapsing on the floor and awakening to find himself surrounded by wolves 1 arm torn off he reacts quickly knocking some wolves away and then they flee (Only an example this doesnt really happen in his backstory)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Seth being 21 when the bombs had fallen in 2077 has alot of knowledge and scars to prove it. He was born in the city of what we now call Necropolis. At the age of 20 he got into a gang fight. By instinct he picked up a gun and started shooting. He killed dozens before being taken down by the cops. He was then taken to the Mariposa Military Base and was to be experimented on. The place was chaos after the soilders found out prisoners were being experimented on. Suicides began to happen riots etc. In the midst of this the FEV virus took its toll and Seth began to turn into the first generation of mutants.
Years past as he was concealed in the base with other mutants hiding their presence from a few explorers. Then one day more explorers came but they came to the base with an intent of destroying the source of FEV the mutants stood by and watched closely. Soon they delve deeper and were hit by a crane into the FEV. What came out was a ghoul and the first ever centaur. They both had opposite effects from what ussualy happened. Their intellect grew. He knew of their presence and told them not to fear him. He said it would be safe with him. Everyone then came out of the shadows of the base and together they formed the Unity. Capturing humans and dipping them in FEV. Seth was intelligent as the others. His best friend, Marcus and him helped out whenever neccesary. Then one day a guy from Vault 13 came and shot most mutants down in sight Seth was shot and when the base exploded he was found outside on the ground. Marcus who was out scouting found Seth and used stimpaks on him. Seth soon came to it. Here they had to part ways for a long while. They both went east but set on different paths.
Seth then adapted so the harsh landscape of the Wasteland. But his sanity wasnt stable. Any human was an enemy to him. He would frenzy upon seeing any. Then one day he was captured. By the enclave for testing on the oil rig. It was here he gained some stability. As he saw humans were victims too he softened here. Then when the Chosen one came he finnaly saw Marcus again who released him. He was told to wait on the Tanker and that he did. They then got away after taking care of Frank Horrigan and blowing up the Oil Rig. Though this sanity of Seths wouldnt last long. Alot of years past and Seth had seen so many unspeakable things. He grew more mentally unstable and then headed east into the Mojave. Attracted by the lights of the strip he went there. Only to be stopped by the Kings at Freeside. He made quick work of them and proceeded onward. The securitrons though were another thing. They didnt allow mutants in and this made Seth mad. He took out his nail board and started rampaging but they were at MK II and he was blasted back. He escaped before further harm was done. He headed towards to the mountains and took refugee in Jacobstown. Until Now. Still angry at the world he has set out to take his revenge. He will not let anyone stand in his way and WILL murder the innocent.
Accepted
Accepted
Make a real app first
Accepted
i already made a real app and was accepted but i need the IP
We are still building :/
i can help build :smile.gif: thats if yall still need the help
IC
Name (Full): Roland Black (WittyUsername816)
Rank you want if wanted?: Paladin
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): Fighting
Will you be dedicated?: Sir! Yes Sir!
Why do you want to join the BoS?: I hope to join the Brotherhood to assist in the downfall of the Enclave and to increase the Brotherhoods influence across the Wastelands!
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: I shall!
Check out my guide on how to apply for a server!
OOC
IGN: lurn2spele
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Elder Scrolls, Fallout 1-NV, multiple RP servers on multiple games (GTA:SAMP, Habbo, Minecraft, etc)
Why Us: Your forum post looks fantastic, and I love Fallout.
Time You Can Dedicate: A lot.
IC
Name: Pytr Baskov
Gender: Male
Age: 34
RP Example: *Pytr looks out along the wasteland, then suddenly sees a flock of ghouls sprinting mindlessly after him. He then puts his cigarette down and picks up his M1944 rifle (mosin-nagant) and begins to pick off the undead beasts.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Pytr woke up, the sound of the wind flying by. The plane was rickety and torn apart. He looks to and fro', seeing men, women, and childen all different. The only sameness these people possessed was the sickness and the raggedy clothing. This was how Pytr's whole life was. Sickness. He had to escape this plague. His whole family, ancestors, and their ancestors all took the same path. A flight to America. Or what's left of it.
Каждый человек, настало время для великого спасения! Самолет приземлится в ближайшее время! Everyone, it is time for the great salvation! The plane will land shortly! Pytr stood up and grabbed his bag. It was time...
Soviet application
Name (Full): Pytr Baskov
Rank you want if wanted?: Engineer(Scientist/worker)
Special Talents?: Scientist
Will you be dedicated?: несомненно, (Undoubtedly)
Why do you want to join the Soviets?: Я вырос в Родину. (I grew up in the Motherland.)
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: Да. (Yes)
Will you fight for the glory and die for the Motherland?: ровь в моих жилах течет только для Советской России. (The blood in my veins flows only for Soviet Russia.)
IC
Full Name: Jacob Winters
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer): Fighter
Why The Independence: Independence is always the right way to go. You cannot not trust one man or group to lead a place like the Mojave. We need independence in this wasteland.
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End: Of course!
Are You Dedicated: Definitely. I'm not more dedicated to anything else then the idea of independence. My own Father told me with his dying breath that Independence is the right way to go.
We'll see you in Novac.
*cough* Derp *cough* This is the Mojave DESERT also there is plenty of dirt underground, there are scattered trees without leaves people can harvest to make tools
DIRT IS NOT THE MOST IMPORTANT MATERIAL, WOOD IS and we shall have plenty, we will not restart this map another time. The oasis won't be stripped down because people will replant the trees theer and go back to digging their holes, dirt isn't only one the surface
I would absolutely love if you made your char a cold blooded raider :tongue.gif:
Please add more backstory
EVERYONE READ THE LAST PARAGRAPH THAT
IS WHAT ALL YOUR
APPS SHOULD END LIKE DIS GUY GETS
DIAMONDS!!!!!!!!!!
Accepted
IGN:AHappyElite
Age:12
Role-Play Exp.:I have been on 3 other Rp servers, and I love to RP.
Why Us:I LOVE Fallout, and you guys sound like an organized and fun,mature sever.
Time You Can Dedicate:Lots on the weekends, up to 12 hours, weekdays, maybe 2-6 hours.
IC
Name:Elite A. Hap
Gender:Male
Age:26
RP Example:I uh....I'm sorry I don't know what you mean "example," sorry.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):He was raised in the wastelands, then one day his town was raided by The Brotherhood of Steel. His Mom and Brother were killed. He ran with his Dad to a nearby cave, they stayed there until the Britherhood left. But, they never did, they lived in the town for many years, Elite and his Dad managed to gather recources and live in the cave for 16 years. After 16 years his Dad died of food poisoning from Gecko Meat.
He was 19 when it happened. He managed to sneak past The Brotherhood and managed to get to the Lucky 38, he lived in the Vault 3 hotel, and worked at the WHite Glove Club. He saw the NCR building near the hotel one day, he went over to the building and sighned up, he made it in. He now seeks to get some dirt on the BoS so he, and the rest of the NCR can completely crush the BoS.
(Edited:) He then one day told the President of the NCR that the BoS have attakced to many cities and towns, and must be killed. The president disagreed and sent him out. He was furious and couldn't control himself so he grabed the President by his neck and slammed him into the wall. The Preasident called for the guards, and I left him. I got out my Service Rifle and shot my way out of the building, I ran out of The Strip through the North entrance. I eventually lost the NCR, I took off my NCR dogtag and threw into the ground. I stayed away from The Strip and the NCR for years, but I still posed as an NCR soldier. I came back to The Strip one day, and noticed they forgot all about me, they now think I am a traveling soldier taking a break in the strip. I have dropped my grudge on the BoS and now just live as a travelier, but still where my NCR uniform to this day(In the game day).
Edit:Too late now.
IGN:calec94
Age:14/15
Role-Play Exp.:many server and games ex: i have played as a cultis in runescape one year
Why Us:becuse i realy like fallout 3 and new vegas, and servers whit mods and stuff
Time You Can Dedicate:most of my time
IC
Name:Kale Harris
Gender:male
Age:21
RP Example:
I looked out the window and saw then I saw it, about ten raiders looting the area, I hope they wont find my hiding place..
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Kale was born in miner camp sloan. But he never really liked the miners life so he decided to move. Later he became a part of the crimson caravan, he joined them as a guard or hired gun as they say.
One day his caravan was over-manned by a large group of Raiders when they were on their way to New Vegas, it all happend so fast that Kale had no time to react.
Within seconds most members of his travelling caravan was either blown to pieces or filled up with led. Kale thou was lucky as he was knocked unconsious by the blast of one of the grenades, when he finally awoke the Caravan was all looted and the raiders had moved on.
Kale was so filled with shame that he hadnt managed to defend the caravan so he returned back home to Sloan where he would serve as a look-out the next years to come.
Thanks for reading my application.
Age: Fifteen
Role-Play Exp.: About 6 months on minecraft.
Why Us: I love fallout and role play, so this is perfect! Also, I have a lot of time to commit to the cause!
Time You Can Dedicate: A lot of time at weekends, and about 3-4 hours weekdays, longer if I haven't got homework :L
Name: Maximus Petronus
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Three
RP Example: His wet back slapped to the shattered walls behind him. Frantically, his fingers juggle through his pouch, trying desperately to sift through the rifle bullets he held in surplus for his handful of .45s. Above his head, wood splintered as a round hit the busted down wall. C'mon! C'mon!, he thought as he rummaged through his bag. A rounded bullet brushed his finger, and he'd hit gold. Loading the magazine into his weapon, he scurried across the dirt, riding under the line of sight of his opponents. Taking in a deep breath, he'd give a quick, beating breath before turning on his heel, rounding the corner and unloading.
Backstory:
Maximus Iucundus Petronus was born in 2283, around the time of the Annexation of New Vegas into the NCR. Growing up in Vault City, in California, Maximus was named after his great, great, great, great, greate grandgfather, who was a sergeant at the time of 'the war'. As a child of twelve, he would often wander off from the city, and shoot at Mole Rats with his Varmint Rifle. One day, he encountered an NCR ranger under attack from a Yaoi Guai, taking aim, he managed to snipe the creature square in the head. After speaking with the man he rescued, he had aspirations to join the NCR, and help change the grim news coming from the east.
Joining the NCR at the age of Thirteen, despite protests from the recruitment officer, he trained to become the best he could be, far surpassing men in the NCR who were twice his age. Being deployed on missions assisting people all through the Californian Commonwealth, he earned a nickname "The young gun" [pun, :tongue.gif:]. After Nine Years in the service, The president (Probably not Kimball by this time.) of the NCR personally bestowed upon him the rank of Veteran Ranger, having been the youngest person to have been awarded this title.
IGN:Maleel
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:Ive roleplayed on more serious rps on minecraft such as Ruined World. Ive also been rping on sonic rps for over 4 years.
Why Us:This seems not too serious and based around Fallout which i just so happen to own all 4 canon games.
Time You Can Dedicate:Everyday after 5:00 but some days i wont come on.
IC
Name:Seth(Not the ghoul from Fallout 1)
Gender:Male
Age:251
RP Example:Taking out the gang of raiders soon out of breath Seth walked the wasteland collapsing on the floor and awakening to find himself surrounded by wolves 1 arm torn off he reacts quickly knocking some wolves away and then they flee (Only an example this doesnt really happen in his backstory)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Seth being 21 when the bombs had fallen in 2077 has alot of knowledge and scars to prove it. He was born in the city of what we now call Necropolis. At the age of 20 he got into a gang fight. By instinct he picked up a gun and started shooting. He killed dozens before being taken down by the cops. He was then taken to the Mariposa Military Base and was to be experimented on. The place was chaos after the soilders found out prisoners were being experimented on. Suicides began to happen riots etc. In the midst of this the FEV virus took its toll and Seth began to turn into the first generation of mutants.
Years past as he was concealed in the base with other mutants hiding their presence from a few explorers. Then one day more explorers came but they came to the base with an intent of destroying the source of FEV the mutants stood by and watched closely. Soon they delve deeper and were hit by a crane into the FEV. What came out was a ghoul and the first ever centaur. They both had opposite effects from what ussualy happened. Their intellect grew. He knew of their presence and told them not to fear him. He said it would be safe with him. Everyone then came out of the shadows of the base and together they formed the Unity. Capturing humans and dipping them in FEV. Seth was intelligent as the others. His best friend, Marcus and him helped out whenever neccesary. Then one day a guy from Vault 13 came and shot most mutants down in sight Seth was shot and when the base exploded he was found outside on the ground. Marcus who was out scouting found Seth and used stimpaks on him. Seth soon came to it. Here they had to part ways for a long while. They both went east but set on different paths.
Seth then adapted so the harsh landscape of the Wasteland. But his sanity wasnt stable. Any human was an enemy to him. He would frenzy upon seeing any. Then one day he was captured. By the enclave for testing on the oil rig. It was here he gained some stability. As he saw humans were victims too he softened here. Then when the Chosen one came he finnaly saw Marcus again who released him. He was told to wait on the Tanker and that he did. They then got away after taking care of Frank Horrigan and blowing up the Oil Rig. Though this sanity of Seths wouldnt last long. Alot of years past and Seth had seen so many unspeakable things. He grew more mentally unstable and then headed east into the Mojave. Attracted by the lights of the strip he went there. Only to be stopped by the Kings at Freeside. He made quick work of them and proceeded onward. The securitrons though were another thing. They didnt allow mutants in and this made Seth mad. He took out his nail board and started rampaging but they were at MK II and he was blasted back. He escaped before further harm was done. He headed towards to the mountains and took refugee in Jacobstown. Until Now. Still angry at the world he has set out to take his revenge. He will not let anyone stand in his way and WILL murder the innocent.