the name explains the story, if you don't know, feel free to ask anywho to the classes NOTE: if you want to be NCR or Legion YOU MUST USE THE CLASSES LISTED!
NCR trooper recruit: your in the NCR powerful but spread thin D: items:,10 mm pistol[12/200],NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet,5 pure water,5 gecko kebabs
Caesars Legion rookie: your part of the powerful Caesars legion! items: tire iron,legion rookie armor,rookie helmet,9mm pistol[10/175],5 pure water,5 healing powders
Wanderer: your a simple wanderer who goes around the wasteland items: waste lander outfit,desperado cowboy hat,varmint rifle[10/100], 3 frag grenades, 2 pure water, 3 dirty water, 5 sunset Sarsparilla
New vegas resident: your a resident with an easy life baby! items: hotel room,switchblade,10 Brahmin steaks,10 pure waters
Utobitha Citizen: you are a Super mutant or Nightkin under the partially mad ruler Tabitha and it's robot best friend Rhonda: Items (super mutant/night kin): Super mutant Patchwork Armor/ super mutant stealth armor, Rebar Club/ Bumper Sword, Varmint Rifle [10/100]/ 10 Stealth Boy's, 5 dirty waters, 10 Mole Rat Meats
or create your own class psst pro tip: raiders aren't as powerful here!
char sheet:
Name: Age: (note ghouls and super mutants live extremely long) Gender: (super mutants are genderless but you can put the previous gender) Physical Desc.: least 3 things Personality:least 3 Trait: i make Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Armor: Misc.: Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction: whatever your in Group: none Perk:you make but nothing too special Special: i make from bio Bio: make at least 6 sentences
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:250 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
nope
Name: Grace Thomson Age: 25 Gender: Female Physical Desc.: 6'2, Toned muscles, Bleach Blonde hair, Personality: Intelligent, Remorseless, Enjoys toying with targets and joking around, Mildy psychotic Trait: I'm not crazy...: You do a bit extra damage Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Cowboy Repeater(7/70), .357 Revolver (7/70), Machete Armor: Renegade Duster, Desperado Cowboy Hat Misc.: 5 Dirty Water, 17 Pork&Beans, 5 Sunset Sasparilla, 3 Nuka Cola, 3 "Strange Meat" pies Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: 75/75 Conditions: Fine, Epic robot hand ------ Faction: Evil Cowboy(Faction Negated) Group: none Perk: Anarchist: +20% damage and +5% critical rate against major factions, +10% damage against minor factions Special: DIE DIE DIE: the more you kill the more damage you do for a short time Bio: Grace was never really...right growing up. Hell, she sure wasn't graceful. When she was 10 years old, her father and brothers were killed by drunk NCR Military Police during a trip to New Vegas. Half a year later, her town was razed during a Legion raid. With the help of a psyche twisted like a mobius strip, she figured that any and all authority must DIE. Since then, anyone who tried to take care of her has met a painful death, often with the body scattered over a small area with a "T" cut in them. She mostly learned how to survive on her own, with some help from the poor souls that tried to help her.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:250 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Well, I guess that's enough gambling. Cash in the tokens.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:250 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:250 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Name: Grace Thomson Age: 25 Gender: Female Physical Desc.: 6'2, Toned muscles, Bleach Blonde hair, Personality: Intelligent, Remorseless, Enjoys toying with targets and joking around, Mildy psychotic Trait: I'm not crazy...: You do a bit extra damage Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Cowboy Repeater(7/70), .357 Revolver (7/70), Machete Armor: Renegade Duster, Desperado Cowboy Hat Misc.: 5 Dirty Water, 17 Pork&Beans, 5 Sunset Sasparilla, 3 Nuka Cola, 3 "Strange Meat" pies Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: 75/75 Conditions: Fine, Epic robot hand ------ Faction: Evil Cowboy(Faction Negated) Group: none Perk: Anarchist: +20% damage and +5% critical rate against major factions, +10% damage against minor factions Special: DIE DIE DIE: the more you kill the more damage you do for a short time Bio: Grace was never really...right growing up. Hell, she sure wasn't graceful. When she was 10 years old, her father and brothers were killed by drunk NCR Military Police during a trip to New Vegas. Half a year later, her town was razed during a Legion raid. With the help of a psyche twisted like a mobius strip, she figured that any and all authority must DIE. Since then, anyone who tried to take care of her has met a painful death, often with the body scattered over a small area with a "T" cut in them. She mostly learned how to survive on her own, with some help from the poor souls that tried to help her.
Great, that means it'll be more difficult to get to the Deathclaw Promontory...
Sneak over to Goodsprings and see if there are people milling about.
Nameechlan Tomsett Age:18 Gender:Male Physical Desc:Average muscles,Lost one eye,Brown hair. Personality:Calm,Stern and thinks alot. Trait Your more accurate under heavy fire Caps:150 ------- Weapons:Ol'Reliable Repeater,Nail board and 32 pistol. Armour:Head wrap,Eye patch and leather armour. Misc:4 dirty water,5 Mutfruit and 2 crunchy mutfruit, Stealthboy Room: Health:100/100 Armour health: Conditions:Fine ------ Faction:No faction. Group:none Perk:Good shot Special:lolwut?: apparently your childhood sucks: uhm...AHA...no wait...YAY!: 10 % damage vs. animals and non-kids Bio:Grew up with his grandfather since he was 2 till he was 16,He had no real social life only with his pet dog,Honey,Which he lost when he was 10,Honey just dissapeared.He was taught how to shoot at 6 and trained ever since.He also loved ghost stories and would ask his grandad to tell him one everyday before bed and he loved them but he usually asked for ones about Ghost Animals,Also in his spare time he ran around looking for animals and talked to them gave them fuss and tried to show them he was a friend.He never really had many pets but Honey(Mentioned earlier)and Mr.Tibbles(His pet hamster)Tibbles died when he was 6,Also his grandad died of cancer 4 days after his birthday,and he was sad for weeks and still has bad dreams and can hardly sleep.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
*facepalm*
for every 1 token you get 2 NCR
Name: Grace Thomson Age: 25 Gender: Female Physical Desc.: 6'2, Toned muscles, Bleach Blonde hair, Personality: Intelligent, Remorseless, Enjoys toying with targets and joking around, Mildy psychotic Trait: I'm not crazy...: You do a bit extra damage Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Cowboy Repeater(7/70), .357 Revolver (7/70), Machete Armor: Renegade Duster, Desperado Cowboy Hat Misc.: 5 Dirty Water, 17 Pork&Beans, 5 Sunset Sasparilla, 3 Nuka Cola, 3 "Strange Meat" pies Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: 75/75 Conditions: Fine, Epic robot hand ------ Faction: Evil Cowboy(Faction Negated) Group: none Perk: Anarchist: +20% damage and +5% critical rate against major factions, +10% damage against minor factions Special: DIE DIE DIE: the more you kill the more damage you do for a short time Bio: Grace was never really...right growing up. Hell, she sure wasn't graceful. When she was 10 years old, her father and brothers were killed by drunk NCR Military Police during a trip to New Vegas. Half a year later, her town was razed during a Legion raid. With the help of a psyche twisted like a mobius strip, she figured that any and all authority must DIE. Since then, anyone who tried to take care of her has met a painful death, often with the body scattered over a small area with a "T" cut in them. She mostly learned how to survive on her own, with some help from the poor souls that tried to help her.
there are a few people out farming
Nameechlan Tomsett Age:18 Gender:Male Physical Desc:Average muscles,Lost one eye,Brown hair. Personality:Calm,Stern and thinks alot. Trait Your more accurate under heavy fire Caps:150 ------- Weapons:Ol'Reliable Repeater,Nail board and 32 pistol. Armour:Head wrap,Eye patch and leather armour. Misc:4 dirty water,5 Mutfruit and 2 crunchy mutfruit, Stealthboy Room: Health:100/100 Armour health: Conditions:Fine ------ Faction:No faction. Group:none Perk:Good shot Special:lolwut?: apparently your childhood sucks: uhm...AHA...no wait...YAY!: 10 % damage vs. animals and non-kids Bio:Grew up with his grandfather since he was 2 till he was 16,He had no real social life only with his pet dog,Honey,Which he lost when he was 10,Honey just dissapeared.He was taught how to shoot at 6 and trained ever since.He also loved ghost stories and would ask his grandad to tell him one everyday before bed and he loved them but he usually asked for ones about Ghost Animals,Also in his spare time he ran around looking for animals and talked to them gave them fuss and tried to show them he was a friend.He never really had many pets but Honey(Mentioned earlier)and Mr.Tibbles(His pet hamster)Tibbles died when he was 6,Also his grandad died of cancer 4 days after his birthday,and he was sad for weeks and still has bad dreams and can hardly sleep.
Nameechlan Tomsett Age:18 Gender:Male Physical Desc:Average muscles,Lost one eye,Brown hair. Personality:Calm,Stern and thinks alot. Trait Your more accurate under heavy fire Caps:150 ------- Weapons:Ol'Reliable Repeater,Nail board and 32 pistol. Armour:Head wrap,Eye patch and leather armour. Misc:4 dirty water,5 Mutfruit and 2 crunchy mutfruit, Stealthboy Room: Health:100/100 Armour health: Conditions:Fine ------ Faction:No faction. Group:none Perk:Good shot Special:lolwut?: apparently your childhood sucks: uhm...AHA...no wait...YAY!: 10 % damage vs. animals and non-kids Bio:Grew up with his grandfather since he was 2 till he was 16,He had no real social life only with his pet dog,Honey,Which he lost when he was 10,Honey just dissapeared.He was taught how to shoot at 6 and trained ever since.He also loved ghost stories and would ask his grandad to tell him one everyday before bed and he loved them but he usually asked for ones about Ghost Animals,Also in his spare time he ran around looking for animals and talked to them gave them fuss and tried to show them he was a friend.He never really had many pets but Honey(Mentioned earlier)and Mr.Tibbles(His pet hamster)Tibbles died when he was 6,Also his grandad died of cancer 4 days after his birthday,and he was sad for weeks and still has bad dreams and can hardly sleep.
I use key on the locked boxes till I get right one.
Name: Grace Thomson Age: 25 Gender: Female Physical Desc.: 6'2, Toned muscles, Bleach Blonde hair, Personality: Intelligent, Remorseless, Enjoys toying with targets and joking around, Mildy psychotic Trait: I'm not crazy...: You do a bit extra damage Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Cowboy Repeater(7/70), .357 Revolver (7/70), Machete Armor: Renegade Duster, Desperado Cowboy Hat Misc.: 5 Dirty Water, 17 Pork&Beans, 5 Sunset Sasparilla, 3 Nuka Cola, 3 "Strange Meat" pies Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: 75/75 Conditions: Fine, Epic robot hand ------ Faction: Evil Cowboy(Faction Negated) Group: none Perk: Anarchist: +20% damage and +5% critical rate against major factions, +10% damage against minor factions Special: DIE DIE DIE: the more you kill the more damage you do for a short time Bio: Grace was never really...right growing up. Hell, she sure wasn't graceful. When she was 10 years old, her father and brothers were killed by drunk NCR Military Police during a trip to New Vegas. Half a year later, her town was razed during a Legion raid. With the help of a psyche twisted like a mobius strip, she figured that any and all authority must DIE. Since then, anyone who tried to take care of her has met a painful death, often with the body scattered over a small area with a "T" cut in them. She mostly learned how to survive on her own, with some help from the poor souls that tried to help her.
I shoot a Bighorner in its rear to make it go berzerk.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Oh O.K. Now let's spend the 50 caps, by gettin' drunk.
Nameechlan Tomsett Age:18 Gender:Male Physical Desc:Average muscles,Lost one eye,Brown hair. Personality:Calm,Stern and thinks alot. Trait Your more accurate under heavy fire Caps:150 ------- Weapons:Ol'Reliable Repeater,Nail board and 32 pistol. Armour:Head wrap,Eye patch and leather armour. Misc:4 dirty water,5 Mutfruit and 2 crunchy mutfruit, Stealthboy Room: Health:100/100 Armour health: Conditions:Fine ------ Faction:No faction. Group:none Perk:Good shot Special:lolwut?: apparently your childhood sucks: uhm...AHA...no wait...YAY!: 10 % damage vs. animals and non-kids Bio:Grew up with his grandfather since he was 2 till he was 16,He had no real social life only with his pet dog,Honey,Which he lost when he was 10,Honey just dissapeared.He was taught how to shoot at 6 and trained ever since.He also loved ghost stories and would ask his grandad to tell him one everyday before bed and he loved them but he usually asked for ones about Ghost Animals,Also in his spare time he ran around looking for animals and talked to them gave them fuss and tried to show them he was a friend.He never really had many pets but Honey(Mentioned earlier)and Mr.Tibbles(His pet hamster)Tibbles died when he was 6,Also his grandad died of cancer 4 days after his birthday,and he was sad for weeks and still has bad dreams and can hardly sleep.
the key disintegrates, no reward for failure
Name: Grace Thomson Age: 25 Gender: Female Physical Desc.: 6'2, Toned muscles, Bleach Blonde hair, Personality: Intelligent, Remorseless, Enjoys toying with targets and joking around, Mildy psychotic Trait: I'm not crazy...: You do a bit extra damage Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons: Cowboy Repeater(7/70), .357 Revolver (7/70), Machete Armor: Renegade Duster, Desperado Cowboy Hat Misc.: 5 Dirty Water, 17 Pork&Beans, 5 Sunset Sasparilla, 3 Nuka Cola, 3 "Strange Meat" pies Room: I.E. your house or hotel room Health: 100/100 Armor Health: 75/75 Conditions: Fine, Epic robot hand ------ Faction: Evil Cowboy(Faction Negated) Group: none Perk: Anarchist: +20% damage and +5% critical rate against major factions, +10% damage against minor factions Special: DIE DIE DIE: the more you kill the more damage you do for a short time Bio: Grace was never really...right growing up. Hell, she sure wasn't graceful. When she was 10 years old, her father and brothers were killed by drunk NCR Military Police during a trip to New Vegas. Half a year later, her town was razed during a Legion raid. With the help of a psyche twisted like a mobius strip, she figured that any and all authority must DIE. Since then, anyone who tried to take care of her has met a painful death, often with the body scattered over a small area with a "T" cut in them. She mostly learned how to survive on her own, with some help from the poor souls that tried to help her.
you fire at a bighorner, and he gets pissed, mauling a farmer
but behind you you feel a barrel against your head
Flag Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
What!? No drinking allowed? I thought this was America not freakin' Evil Albion. I want my lawyer... Lol.
Alright. What time of day is it? Greg cashes in, heads back to camp and tries ti find someone to talk to. This place doesn't suck that bad.
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:650 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:M1 Garand (7/90)[not with you], 10mm pistol (12/200), plasma[6], frag[6], EMP's[3], incendiaries[1], flashbangs[12] Armor:NCR face wrap, goggles helmet Misc.:Picture of family, dogtag, NCR emrgancy radio, 5 pure water, 5 gecko kababs,70 Tops Chips Room:Barracks bed Health:100/100 Armor health:150/150 Conditions:Fine ----- Faction:NCR Group: Perk:Good spotter Special:You get an old service rifle handed down for generations. Bio:Greg was born in to a military family. His brother was shot in the heart in the battle for the dam. That was when Greg wanted to join the NCR army. As soon as he turned 18, he was at the recruitment center. He trained hard. When he finally got put in the Mojave wasteland, he was ecstatic.
yeh, usually drunken NCR soldiers get thrown in the drunk tank, for being way too rowdy, it really strains the house-NCR relationship
it's about 7:30 PM
also as you head out of freeside a gang of thugs come up to you and say "Hey, look at that nice uniform, NCR"
