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
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 my dirty water and and use my head wrap to try stop fire.
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.
"Hell no, I'm not a Poweder Ganger. I blew some up just getting here. I'm just desperate for food, so I tried to hunt one of your Bighorners."
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:250 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:Service Rifle 20/200, 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.
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.
dude, it's a huge fire, not something you pour water on
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.
"Yeah, your real hungry" she points to your overflowing backpack
Name:Gregory Miller Age:18 Gender:Male Physical description:Black hair, brown hair, pale Personality:Nice, sharing, good-natured Trait: Caps:250 $ NCR:390 Legion Denarius:0 -------------- Weapons:Service Rifle 20/200, 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.
as you reach there you hear the crack of a rifle and an attacking fiend go down, amid other fiends of varying forms of decay
Name:Matthew Cullings Age:25 Gender:25 Physical Desc.:Tall,mildly built,long arms Personality:Energetic,mind-full,thinker Trait: I'm hyped up!: Once you take damage below 70% you get a boost to speed Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons:9mm submachine gun 30/100,Combat Knife Armor:NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet Misc.:5 dirty water,5 squirrel bits Room: Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction:NCR Group:Gang buddy Perk:Runner +2 agilty,5% Accuracy Special one of your buddies joined with you,n ow he will accompany you armed with a 10 mm pistol (can get better things for him) Bio:Matthew was born in the strip,his father was a gambler while his mother was a doctor.His family was very rich.....until their divorce.He was forced to live with his father in Freeside when they ran out of money.Matthew's father barely payed any attention to him because he was always drunk so he fended for himself.Matthew was a thug used be in a very minor gang called the wasteland Stalkers.His gang was exterminated in Freeside and he joined the NCR.
Name:Matthew Cullings Age:25 Gender:25 Physical Desc.:Tall,mildly built,long arms Personality:Energetic,mind-full,thinker Trait: I'm hyped up!: Once you take damage below 70% you get a boost to speed Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons:9mm submachine gun 30/100,Combat Knife Armor:NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet Misc.:5 dirty water,5 squirrel bits Room: Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction:NCR Group:Gang buddy Perk:Runner +2 agilty,5% Accuracy Special one of your buddies joined with you,n ow he will accompany you armed with a 10 mm pistol (can get better things for him) Bio:Matthew was born in the strip,his father was a gambler while his mother was a doctor.His family was very rich.....until their divorce.He was forced to live with his father in Freeside when they ran out of money.Matthew's father barely payed any attention to him because he was always drunk so he fended for himself.Matthew was a thug used be in a very minor gang called the wasteland Stalkers.His gang was exterminated in Freeside and he joined the NCR.
you go back and get the day off, that was easy >_>
Flag Name:Matthew Cullings Age:25 Gender:25 Physical Desc.:Tall,mildly built,long arms Personality:Energetic,mind-full,thinker Trait: I'm hyped up!: Once you take damage below 70% you get a boost to speed Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons:9mm submachine gun 30/300,Combat Knife Armor:NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet Misc.:5 dirty water,5 squirrel bits Room: Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction:NCR Group:Gang buddy Perk:Runner +2 agilty,5% Accuracy Special one of your buddies joined with you,n ow he will accompany you armed with a 10 mm pistol (can get better things for him) Bio:Matthew was born in the strip,his father was a gambler while his mother was a doctor.His family was very rich.....until their divorce.He was forced to live with his father in Freeside when they ran out of money.Matthew's father barely payed any attention to him because he was always drunk so he fended for himself.Matthew was a thug used be in a very minor gang called the wasteland Stalkers.His gang was exterminated in Freeside and he joined the NCR.
Name:Matthew Cullings Age:25 Gender:25 Physical Desc.:Tall,mildly built,long arms Personality:Energetic,mind-full,thinker Trait: I'm hyped up!: Once you take damage below 70% you get a boost to speed Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons:9mm submachine gun 30/300,Combat Knife Armor:NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet Misc.:5 dirty water,5 squirrel bits Room: Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction:NCR Group:Gang buddy Perk:Runner +2 agilty,5% Accuracy Special one of your buddies joined with you,n ow he will accompany you armed with a 10 mm pistol (can get better things for him) Bio:Matthew was born in the strip,his father was a gambler while his mother was a doctor.His family was very rich.....until their divorce.He was forced to live with his father in Freeside when they ran out of money.Matthew's father barely payed any attention to him because he was always drunk so he fended for himself.Matthew was a thug used be in a very minor gang called the wasteland Stalkers.His gang was exterminated in Freeside and he joined the NCR.
gunshot to his head, brains painted the wall in the alley where he was
Name:Matthew Cullings Age:25 Gender:25 Physical Desc.:Tall,mildly built,long arms Personality:Energetic,mind-full,thinker Trait: I'm hyped up!: Once you take damage below 70% you get a boost to speed Caps: 150 $ NCR: 50 Legion Denarius:50 ----------- Weapons:9mm submachine gun 30/300,Combat Knife Armor:NCR fatigues,Goggles & helmet Misc.:5 dirty water,5 squirrel bits Room: Health: 100/100 Armor Health: i make Conditions: Fine ------ Faction:NCR Group:Gang buddy Perk:Runner +2 agilty,5% Accuracy Special one of your buddies joined with you,n ow he will accompany you armed with a 10 mm pistol (can get better things for him) Bio:Matthew was born in the strip,his father was a gambler while his mother was a doctor.His family was very rich.....until their divorce.He was forced to live with his father in Freeside when they ran out of money.Matthew's father barely payed any attention to him because he was always drunk so he fended for himself.Matthew was a thug used be in a very minor gang called the wasteland Stalkers.His gang was exterminated in Freeside and he joined the NCR.
a drug adict behind the dumpster says "Yeh, two *cough* people come and say for money *hack, cough, cough* i think they were from *hack cough cough hack cough*" he becomes too unintelligible to talk right
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 thought things were being stored in the Pip-boy.
"Well, if the food wasn't rotten I'd eat it. You don't believe me? Here."
Flag 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.
she bites it ...*rolling dice* lol...makes the sav
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.
Well, I knew that strange meat is people, but I choose to play dump since Grace wouldn't.
"human flesh? Well, ****, that shack I raided belonged to a cannibal. Wait, how the hell do you know what human flesh tastes like?"
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.
