Why do you want to play on this server?: Played on the vault before, looking for some good old fashioned fallout fun.
Did you read The rules? I don't know why don't you ask my friend? "Yes he did, for you see this man is a nice man with many of diamonds and awesome things. He comes from the wastes, the terrible and wretched wastes where many a years ago he saw his comrades die before his eyes on the great battle of D-DAY 2: BETTER D-DAY when they stormed the beaches of Daytona Beach wherever the hell that is. He didn't like it and he sure wouldn't reccomend it, but as a US Marine he had to do it. For his family, for America, and for his ***** named Crystal let her suck my pistol."
IC:
Character Name: Titus (no relation to Legate Titus)
Character age: 41
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people):
*Titus walks into the Enclave camp, almost disfiguredly, the fact is he got into a nasty battle with the Enclave president that left him with broken bones, many of which did not heal correctly*
I'm looking for your cocksucker commander... *Titus tries to reach for the Enclave soldier's weapon but fails and is hit by the soldier with the butt of his gun*
Gahhh, you demon!
*the Enclave soldier stands their silently and presses a button on his suit, calling for backup, Titus gets up and tries to get one more hit, but he is shot with a gun in the leg and is then taken to an Enclave prison.*
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs):
Despite his high strung attitude, Titus is a simple man. His parents did not die in a huge firefight as many of the orphans in the wasteland. He just simply left one day. No reason at all. On his travels he encountered many people that would change his life forever, some for the better, and some for worse. His worst encounter happened after about a year of him being out. A group of bandits decided to raid the small cave he was using as a base. Titus thought that they wouldn't be much, his hacked Securitron could take them all out, but this wasn't so. In fact, right away a powerful slender man shot the securitron with some high frequency energy weapon that disabled it. Titus still thought he could take him, and while he killed many of the bandits, he was no match for their leader. A man who would later on become so powerful that he would be claimed the president of the Enclave. The man took Titus and beat him viciously until all of his bones were broken. Titus just lay there as the man took all of the things he had worked so hard to acquire. And in the blink of an eye it was over. The only reason Titus survived was because he had a secret stash of food and supplies hidden in a door behind the un-operable refrigerator in the cave. Titus vows for revenge to this day...
OOC:Ah, i remember the days of the old vault RP server. Now i would like to return to a great server that is really one of the only servers i have truly enjoyed.
IGN: jacksmillie
JACK!
remember me? I'm Greg from the Caravan.
Great app, accepted.
OOC:cant tell if that means order of conduct......... IGN: Ninjam0nkey48 Age: 12 Why do you want to play on this server?: I have always been looking for a fallout server and there arent many other ones like this. Did you read the rules? YEP IC: Character Name: Aymilik Character age: 21 RP Example: (Aymilik) *pulls gun out as heavily armed man walks closer* (Aymilik) Shouts at person,"Hey who are you? (Stranger) Shouts back, "The person here to warn you COME ON!" *Gunfire* (Aymilik) *Turn around and open fires at the people coming closes*
(Stranger) *Grabs Aymilik and pulls him under rock*
*Loud bang* Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs): Aymilik, Born in vegas and was abused while growing up, so he began to get tougher, and tougher. Soon his father was killed by bandits, but He dint mind at all, for his day was horrible to him. So one day there was a group of bandits coming towards the house as Aymilik just finished repairing a working sentry bot. He spotted them and sent the sentry bot after them, it blew up right in the fight and killed all of the bandits, he was disappointed even though he was only 10 he felts like he did not deserve to be alive, but he kept repairing and build his own laser rifle when he was 16. He had a run in with the B.O.S and repair (Very badly damaged). So he always like the brother hood and soon made the house a safe house for them. one day his mother was out getting water from a near by well and got killed by Rad scorpians. He was extremely depressed and buried his mother in her favorite field, he then got out a robot, the one that was for her birth day which was 2 days away. He then became obsesses with killing all the waste land animals and was soon being hired to kill them. Then at 21 he left his house and found a new place, where the B.O.S was no wear. He then spotted a city, and walked. But on his travels, he met a rough wastlelander that came from the capitol waste, who had lost his mom and dad to and he was a hero there. So he learned alot from the wastlelander and they became good friends, and figured out about that he was with the B.O.S. so the wastlelander then pointed towards a big hill, and told him that there was a city that way, so Aymilik went.
Why do you want to play on this server?: I'm a fan of both the Fallout universe, aswell as minecraft roleplaying; and i'd enjoy having both played simultaneously.
Did you read the rules? Yes
IC:
Character Name: Cav_Dubuste
Character age: 32
RP Example(not just a conversation between two or more people): Cav moved waringly through the marsh, fidgeting with the cleaver strapped to his thigh. "Where do you think they are, Dubuste?" Another looter named Joffrey called. "They.. they must of ran.."
Cav looked swiftly to the left. He whistled to Joffrey, pointing towards the shrubs. Joffrey, now brandishing his revolver, walked slowly to the shrubs, pushing them back, behind; a small child, no older than 4.
"Ay! Cav! We gotta' bumpkin over 'ere."
Cav grunted loudly, now holding his cleaver, he walked towards Joffrey and looked at the child. "What is your name child?"
The Child stuttering, "My name is Ares! I am named after the old god's god of War!"
"God of War ay? Ha! He'll be a funny thing to play around with. Joffrey bound him, and 'carry him" Cav spat.
Joffrey pulled out several cable tires, then proceeding to bound the child.
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs) Cav Dubuste, was born in the outskirts of San Francisco, his parents both looters and guns-for-hire. At the age of 19, Cav, was blessed a profound ability of having a 'snakes tongue' (speech) was often used as a interrogator for hire, getting some renown of knowing how to worm his way into a victims insanity via a various amount of humane and inhumane methods.
However, all good things end, the San Francisco Republic sent several mercenaries to seize Cav's father, Calogero, kill the rest of his family and community. Almost the entirety of Cav's family and village died, and the remaining survivors, (Cav and two others) were captured and taken to a S.F.R camp, they were treated as slaves there.
The Enclave, seemingly to know everything, heard of the capture of Cav and his two colleagues, and the Enclave started negotiations to have 'custody' of Cav. The S.F.R, conservative to negotiations, refused to give up any of there prisoners, and decided to take Cav to S.F.R territory in San Francisco.
As the Caravan, holding Cav and the other prisoners was heading towards San Francisco, a rogue band of Mutants attacked the caravan, however, for the luck of Cav and the others, the Mutants had horrible sense of smell and hearing, and only relied on there sight, and the prisoners, guards and others in the caravans were incognito and left alone. All others were massacred.
The band of prisoners, now free of there captors, left the caravan and went there own separate ways.
[This is where my role-playing in the server will take place!]
To all those who keep getting kicked by the server, we are working on fixing the issue. To all those who keep going in global to spam rage or whine it will only get you temp banned so if you have a rant go on the forum or talk personally to the person you rage about, Or contact a staff member, preferably a mod first admin second.
On my phone in class so ill keep this short and forgive any spelling errors. I am incredibly dissapointed in hoyt and fillyy. Filyy you were back for a day and you got yourself perma'd. Hoyt you were a mod and an older player, my impression of first launchers save for a few is so so bad right now that I hve no respect for you. Youre in the same boat as pap and ricky to me. Looks like you took a greatortinoty and threw it away. So everyone can thank these two for any suspicions I have of players who want to be a mod. Arteh im going to just say this, I stopped reading your essay when you said youve been under hoyts influence.In other news ill be gone till sunday
I would compare Hoy to an old friend. Loves power, does not show it, but god when he gets it it is game over after awhile.
Eh, sorry that you feel that way now Zim, very understandable. Just don't get stuck in paranoia about everyone who applies for moderation powers, that is a long bloody road.
OOC:
IGN:kris92298
age:13
Why do you want to play on this server:i LOVE fallout and i want to see how minecraft RP and fallout mix
Have you read the rules:yes i have
IC:
Name: vex lancer
Age:24
RP example:It was raining and i was looking for a place to go lay down for the night i walked into the small shed just outside of a ruined house when i walked in a man with an eye patch looked up at me and jumped up and put his rusty knife to my throat and said get the hell out of my hose or ill kill you i could tell from the look in his good eye he was serious and out of no ware he started laughing and i look over and see that he was high on jet and i quickly grabbed the knife and slit his throat and sat down in his bed and i felt wrong but right at the same time....
Character biography:My whole life i was addicted to jet and i didn't do anything about it it was my normal life until it ended up almost killing me but that's another story i was born in what used to be Canada many people didn't approve of me more than usual but now that i'm heading to California i hoped that it would change this but it only made it worse on my way went into new Vegas and i became a full addict to just about everything it was cheap and i had the caps that was ill i needed but when i was high i saw a piece of paper that said "Caravan escorting pays VERY well" with a picture of a pack brahmen so i went to sign up hiding jet in my jacket of coarse and head "if your addicted to anything you will be going through serious withdraw" i was already high and i didn't pay attention so 2 weeks later we head out and i stocked up but 5 day in we got ambushed and everyone but me died and i was out of jet i was seeing stuff that wasn't there and walking through the desert and then i realized that i had to change and iv'e been clean for 4 weeks now and my head still hurts but i'm trying every week i send a letter to my mother and my father i love them so much.
Accepted.
Welcome to the Vault.
JACK!
remember me? I'm Greg from the Caravan.
Great app, accepted.
Accepted.
Welcome back Filly.
IGN: Ninjam0nkey48
Age: 12
Why do you want to play on this server?: I have always been looking for a fallout server and there arent many other ones like this.
Did you read the rules? YEP
IC:
Character Name: Aymilik
Character age: 21
RP Example: (Aymilik) *pulls gun out as heavily armed man walks closer*
(Aymilik) Shouts at person,"Hey who are you?
(Stranger) Shouts back, "The person here to warn you COME ON!"
*Gunfire*
(Aymilik) *Turn around and open fires at the people coming closes*
(Stranger) *Grabs Aymilik and pulls him under rock*
*Loud bang*
Bio (MUST be AT LEAST 1-2 good paragraphs): Aymilik, Born in vegas and was abused while growing up, so he began to get tougher, and tougher. Soon his father was killed by bandits, but He dint mind at all, for his day was horrible to him. So one day there was a group of bandits coming towards the house as Aymilik just finished repairing a working sentry bot. He spotted them and sent the sentry bot after them, it blew up right in the fight and killed all of the bandits, he was disappointed even though he was only 10 he felts like he did not deserve to be alive, but he kept repairing and build his own laser rifle when he was 16. He had a run in with the B.O.S and repair (Very badly damaged). So he always like the brother hood and soon made the house a safe house for them. one day his mother was out getting water from a near by well and got killed by Rad scorpians. He was extremely depressed and buried his mother in her favorite field, he then got out a robot, the one that was for her birth day which was 2 days away. He then became obsesses with killing all the waste land animals and was soon being hired to kill them. Then at 21 he left his house and found a new place, where the B.O.S was no wear. He then spotted a city, and walked.
But on his travels, he met a rough wastlelander that came from the capitol waste, who had lost his mom and dad to and he was a hero there. So he learned alot from the wastlelander and they became good friends, and figured out about that he was with the B.O.S. so the wastlelander then pointed towards a big hill, and told him that there was a city that way, so Aymilik went.
Cav looked swiftly to the left. He whistled to Joffrey, pointing towards the shrubs. Joffrey, now brandishing his revolver, walked slowly to the shrubs, pushing them back, behind; a small child, no older than 4.
"Ay! Cav! We gotta' bumpkin over 'ere."
Cav grunted loudly, now holding his cleaver, he walked towards Joffrey and looked at the child. "What is your name child?"
The Child stuttering, "My name is Ares! I am named after the old god's god of War!"
"God of War ay? Ha! He'll be a funny thing to play around with. Joffrey bound him, and 'carry him" Cav spat.
Joffrey pulled out several cable tires, then proceeding to bound the child.
However, all good things end, the San Francisco Republic sent several mercenaries to seize Cav's father, Calogero, kill the rest of his family and community. Almost the entirety of Cav's family and village died, and the remaining survivors, (Cav and two others) were captured and taken to a S.F.R camp, they were treated as slaves there.
The Enclave, seemingly to know everything, heard of the capture of Cav and his two colleagues, and the Enclave started negotiations to have 'custody' of Cav. The S.F.R, conservative to negotiations, refused to give up any of there prisoners, and decided to take Cav to S.F.R territory in San Francisco.
As the Caravan, holding Cav and the other prisoners was heading towards San Francisco, a rogue band of Mutants attacked the caravan, however, for the luck of Cav and the others, the Mutants had horrible sense of smell and hearing, and only relied on there sight, and the prisoners, guards and others in the caravans were incognito and left alone. All others were massacred.
The band of prisoners, now free of there captors, left the caravan and went there own separate ways.
[This is where my role-playing in the server will take place!]
Now you were definitely whitelisted. If you have been banned, post a ban appeal on the winnerforum.
We need no bumps, not with all the Off Topic **** going on here.
Easy, if it does it's business on my carpet
Dunno, haven't been on too much lately.
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Two cent time.
I would compare Hoy to an old friend. Loves power, does not show it, but god when he gets it it is game over after awhile.
Eh, sorry that you feel that way now Zim, very understandable. Just don't get stuck in paranoia about everyone who applies for moderation powers, that is a long bloody road.
IGN:kris92298
age:13
Why do you want to play on this server:i LOVE fallout and i want to see how minecraft RP and fallout mix
Have you read the rules:yes i have
IC:
Name: vex lancer
Age:24
RP example:It was raining and i was looking for a place to go lay down for the night i walked into the small shed just outside of a ruined house when i walked in a man with an eye patch looked up at me and jumped up and put his rusty knife to my throat and said get the hell out of my hose or ill kill you i could tell from the look in his good eye he was serious and out of no ware he started laughing and i look over and see that he was high on jet and i quickly grabbed the knife and slit his throat and sat down in his bed and i felt wrong but right at the same time....
Character biography:My whole life i was addicted to jet and i didn't do anything about it it was my normal life until it ended up almost killing me but that's another story i was born in what used to be Canada many people didn't approve of me more than usual but now that i'm heading to California i hoped that it would change this but it only made it worse on my way went into new Vegas and i became a full addict to just about everything it was cheap and i had the caps that was ill i needed but when i was high i saw a piece of paper that said "Caravan escorting pays VERY well" with a picture of a pack brahmen so i went to sign up hiding jet in my jacket of coarse and head "if your addicted to anything you will be going through serious withdraw" i was already high and i didn't pay attention so 2 weeks later we head out and i stocked up but 5 day in we got ambushed and everyone but me died and i was out of jet i was seeing stuff that wasn't there and walking through the desert and then i realized that i had to change and iv'e been clean for 4 weeks now and my head still hurts but i'm trying every week i send a letter to my mother and my father i love them so much.