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
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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
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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
they all start laughing "We Crucified all of the people in this town, who didn't win the lottery, except for the mayor of course..."
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
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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
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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.
it's a couple shacks, and people milling about with a sign that warns of deathclaws
also you spy someone on a hill in the distance, you only noticed him because of a reflection from a scope or binoculars
Name:John "Schuette"
Age:21
Gender:Male
Physical Desc.:Strong, Fast, Tall
Personality:Smart, Quick, Funny
Trait: Strong sense of humor
Caps: 150
$ NCR: 50
Legion Denarius:50
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Weapons:Silenced Thermal Scoped Tactical Rifle
Armor:Swat Team(Everything they wear)
Misc.:Tactical Shotgun
Room:
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: i make
Conditions: Fine
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Faction: whatever your in
Group: none
Perkragon Eyes, Can See Far And Wide Nothing Gets Past Me
Special: i make from bio
Bio: My name is John. I have spent my life around the wrong people, I have been in trouble with the law. I love my father although he and my family was killed because of my brothers being involved with gangs and drugs. Ive been clean my whole life, doing what I can to support myself. Sometimes I have had to beg on the streets because of my loss of money because of the gangs killing my family. They left me alone, probably to test how strong I was. I am set on trying to kill those people and where they come from for revenge. I met someone that could help. He set me up with my weapons of choice and my armor, I am now ready to lock and load to destroy what put me in this spot...
1. you don't have 1000 health
2. you don't have swat team stuff, this is the apocalypse
3. you don't have a room
4. your bio is off, there is no real "Law" in the mojave wasteland
5. your perk is utterly overpowered
6. redo it
7. i never got this high when listing fails
8. here is the story (in a nutshell)
In a nutshell Fallout takes place far in the future (Here it's in the 2280's) with the theme of the 60's, there are all the 60's things you can think of, soda pop, robots, rockets, etc. with lot's of modern add-ons (Plasma rifles, power armor, laser rifles etc.) but back in 2077 (October 23) The great War and a few other various things happened, Nukes from china and from U.S. to china were launched (They were in a bitter war where china even invaded Alaska) thus throwing the U.S. into nuclear fallout, people hid in great shelters called vaults all over the country, some of them meant as social experiments, others...just vaults. people who were unlucky enough to be caught outside during the war and live mutated into things called ghouls, like intelligent zombies without the lust for human flesh, and live extremely long. Certain experiments at a place called Mariposa military base were conducted using a virus called FEV (Forced Evolutionary Virus) which made giant, mostly stupid hulking beings called super mutants
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