Fallout: The Mont [OOC/Open]

[Shadowwell]

Regardless of the difference between the two the end is relatively the same. If ingesting milk can cause fatal inflammation how does he know and is still alive?

[Zelent]

Ok, I understand no new factions, but what about characters originating from exterior lore factions, ie a Minuteman.

[Anowa]

Regardless of the difference between the two the end is relatively the same. If ingesting milk can cause fatal inflammation how does he know and is still alive?

You realize that medical treatment is a thing yeah? With some dude in a baseball diamond doing cosmetic surgery, it's pretty apparent that some level of allergy awareness is around.

[The Valyria Empire]

Regardless of the difference between the two the end is relatively the same. If ingesting milk can cause fatal inflammation how does he know and is still alive?

You realize that medical treatment is a thing yeah? With some dude in a baseball diamond doing cosmetic surgery, it's pretty apparent that some level of allergy awareness is around.

Pretty sure an Auto-Doc could probably fix some allergies up.

[Kyraina]

NS Nation Name: Kyraina
Character Name: Dirk Bradford
Appearance (Direct Link Preferred): Jax is 6ft 2, 225 lbs. Ignore Armor in Photo

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Age: 33
Gender: Male
Occupation:Security/Hunter/Ex-BoS

Skills:Firearms Marksman, Melee Combatant,In General He is a Jack of All Combat Trades Can also Hunt, trap and Track, can also fix firearms
Weaknesses: Has Arthitis in his right shoulder and left knee, also suffers from permanent radiation sickness Has a hard time trusting people, Plus will act on instincts instead of finding stuff out, outside of combat he sucks at cooking, fixing his own clothes, and stuff like that.
Equipment:
M1918A2 BAR, a Tomahawk axe, Full Suit of Heavy Combat Armor, Military Fatigues, and a large back pack. 8 20 round Mags of .30-06

Likes: Hunting, being by himself, working on his firearms, helping others, alcohol
Dislikes: BoS, Enclave, Chatters, Nosy People, Crowds, Cities, Super Mutants, synths, Raiders, being paid for helping others.
Fears: BoS Capturing Him, not being able to others, death claws.

Biography: Joseph was born to a trader and a hunter. in the DC Wasteland in the Town of Megaton. Joseph while growing up was one of the fastest and strongest kids in the Town. At 8 his father started taking him hunting and tracking, by 14 he was using hunting with a rifle. Two Years later Joseph's parents decided to start a Caravan. They Took Joseph on their first Caravan, and came upon a death claw slaughtering everyone and thing in the Caravan, but Joseph who was severally wounded. As the Death Claw was about to strike Joseph down, it was killed by a patrol of the East Coast BoS.

The Squad Took him back to the Citadel, after Receiving Medical Attention from the BoS, Dirk decided to Join and was accepted into the BoS as he wanted to keep what happened to him from happening to Others. After Recovering from His Injuries, Dirk Accelerated through the BoS training and gained the title of Knight. Dirk Spent the next few years making a name for himself as one of the best of the Best. He was selected to join Lyon's Pride, Elder Lyon Died, and his daughter Sarah took Over the Organization, and Dirk was Denied Entranced into the Elite Squad. Instead He was put back in a front line squad. Not Long after Sarah Lyons Died and the East Coast Branch went through Several Lead changes till Maxson took Over. The East Coast BoS started to go back to Main line, and Dirk was Very Vocal to those Changes and Kicked out at the Age of 20. Dirk surrendered his energy weapons andpower armor and was escorted out of the Citadel, leaving him with just a Tomahawk

Dirk started to the North and left the the DC wasteland. Not long after Dirk stumbled across a sleeping raider, and killed him and took the dead raiders weapons, a M1918A2 that had been looted from a private military collection. As Dirk Continued his way North, he often went out of his way to help people he could, and while not likeing being paid for his services he took what they paid him, and finally saved up enough to buy a Suit of Heavy Combat Armor and Military Fatigues to go under the armor, and ammo for his weapons. For the Next 10 years he lived like this often living off the land, providing security for Caravans, or tracking down people that needed finding. He eventually made his way to the Mont and has lived around Uni for 2 years Acting as a Guide for Hunters and as a Security Guard for Caravans. He then made his way to Fort Morrison as a Caravan guard and looking for work.
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DO NOT REMOVE: Autumn

Finished App

[Shadowwell]

Regardless of the difference between the two the end is relatively the same. If ingesting milk can cause fatal inflammation how does he know and is still alive?

You realize that medical treatment is a thing yeah? With some dude in a baseball diamond doing cosmetic surgery, it's pretty apparent that some level of allergy awareness is around.

Yes, but treating an allergy that is caused by a particular proein in Cow milk, and rarely other types of milk, which may have been mutated by the radiation, as that does affect proteins, is different from cutting someone and changing how they look.

[Anowa]

You realize that medical treatment is a thing yeah? With some dude in a baseball diamond doing cosmetic surgery, it's pretty apparent that some level of allergy awareness is around.

Yes, but treating an allergy that is caused by a particular proein in Cow milk, and rarely other types of milk, which may have been mutated by the radiation, as that does affect proteins, is different from cutting someone and changing how they look.

You're right, because in the post-apocalypse one is infinitely harder than the other.

Also stimpacks.

[Shadowwell]

Yes, but treating an allergy that is caused by a particular proein in Cow milk, and rarely other types of milk, which may have been mutated by the radiation, as that does affect proteins, is different from cutting someone and changing how they look.

You're right, because in the post-apocalypse one is infinitely harder than the other.

Also stimpacks.

"The regular version of the drug. It heals only minor wounds and, in some games, broken limbs. Normal stimpaks have no negative side effects. "

I am not saying that the character is not possible, jsut that being allergic to all milk, as well as having said allergy past the age of five, among other thigns is an extreme rarity.

but regardlessI was not in the right mood when i thought of the argument, and made the comment, but i had to get it out.

[The Traansval]

You wanted an app, Sar. You've got the app.

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NS Nation Name: New Grestin
Character Name: Walter Deckard
Appearance (Direct Link Preferred):
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Occupation: Adventurer

Skills:

• Locksmith - Living in an oppressive Vault, not to mention surviving for most of his adult life in the Waste, has honed Deckard's lockpicking skills to a tee, making him an exceptional asset in for theft and B&E.
  
  
• Chemist - Access to an actual education in the Vault allowed him to learn many ins and outs of developing chems, particularly in creating recipes that aren't nearly as deadly as those found in the Wasteland.
  
  
• Robotics Expert - With many Robco products available in the Vault and trying to kill him in the wastes, Walt became well versed in the ins and outs of bending robots to his will.
  
  
• Hacker - In a similar vein to his skills with robotics, Walt also picked up on how to crack most Robco model computers, allowing him to access most computers with relative ease if he can guess the password correctly.

Weaknesses:

• Physically Weak - Walter is a computer geek in every sense of the word, and with that comes the issue of being physically weak, at least compared to others. While he might be able to hold his own against a Mole Rat, he can't exactly go toe-to-toe with a Super Mutant.
  
  
• Pre-War Idealism - Walter, having been raised in a Vault, was often subject to the optimism of the Pre-War era. Raised on old movies and anti-communist propaganda, he's often found his ideal of helping rebuild the wasteland at odds with his own survival.
  
  
• Wild Wasteland - Deckard, despite his best efforts, regularly ends up involved in bizarre adventures and incidents across the Wasteland. Most notably, his most recent adventure landing him in the Mont. Strange things seem to follow him constantly.

Equipment (Nothing newer than January 1, 1961):

• AER9 Laser Rifle
• .223 Pistol
• Tire Iron
• Pip-Boy 2000
• Binoculars
• Backpack
• Medical Supplies
• Microfusion Cells (x24)
• .223 Ammunition (x59)

Biography:

Born in Vault 14 to Alan and Jennifer Deckard, Walter showed himself as a tech prodigy early in life. The Vault, with its access to pre-war technology, fostered in him a love of computers and robotics. He would disassemble and rebuild computers, even reprogramming some of the vault Protectrons, much to the chagrin of the Overseer. It wasn't until Walter was sixteen that he, and the rest of the Vault, learned the reality of their safe refuge. The Overseer had died of a stroke mere months before, and, as Vault-Tec was long gone, it was decided that a new overseer would be elected. Walter's father, Alan, was able to win, and soon he discovered the terrible reality of their vault. The lower levels, which were normally inaccessible, were found to be filled with thousands of guinea pigs. The previous Overseer had been keeping them sated for some time, but continuous exposure to radiation had mutated the creatures into carnivorous monsters. They quickly overwhelmed the Vault security and Walter, along with a few others, fled into the Wasteland.

It quickly became apparent that civilization was not as destroyed as they initially thought. Most of the Vault dwellers were quickly picked up by a local patrol from the New California Republic. Walt had never actually asked his parents where the vault was located, so it came as somewhat of a shock to find out they'd been living in Nevada this whole time. After spending a few months running Caravan security, Walt decided to strike out into the wasteland as an adventurer.

After being arrested by agents from Caesar's Legion, Walt was promptly thrown back across the Hoover Dam after convincing them that he was actually a double agent. This turned out to be rather convenient, as mere days later the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam began. Walter never saw the aftermath, but rumors about an NCR general being thrown off the Dam weren't exactly encouraging. He fled the Mojave, taking a brief detour through Zion Canyon and heading further North. A close call in Denver, as well as a run-in with a roving army of Super Mutants, and Walter had finally escaped the Southwest.

He finally settled in the Commonwealth, having found work scavenging old Institute equipment and scouting the Northern territory known as the Mont. The Commonwealth, much like the Capitol Wasteland, was kind of shithole too. Between the Brotherhood of Steel, the Raiders and the Minutemen, it seemed most people were more concerned with shooting people than anything else. There was, thankfully, no lack of work, though. The Minutemen were even nice enough to send him to settlements that needed his help. It would be an ill-fated expedition to the Mont that brought him to the region, as it was either that or working on electronics in some shithole called Fah Habah. As is typical, Walter's entire crew were violently murdered by Raiders, leaving him trapped in the Mont, broke and tired.

RP Examples (If none your bio will be used): Boi.

DO NOT REMOVE: Autumn

I like his picture

[The Traansval]

Regardless of the difference between the two the end is relatively the same. If ingesting milk can cause fatal inflammation how does he know and is still alive?

He lived in a vault, with high tech medical equipment and personell. Its not that hard to do a controlled allergy test.

Its only lethal if he injests it, a little on the skin and he just gets a bump.

[The Traansval]

You realize that medical treatment is a thing yeah? With some dude in a baseball diamond doing cosmetic surgery, it's pretty apparent that some level of allergy awareness is around.

Pretty sure an Auto-Doc could probably fix some allergies up.

You can't cure Allergies. And the inflammation would happen so quick that the chances of getting to a auto doc in time are slim to none.

[The Traansval]

You're right, because in the post-apocalypse one is infinitely harder than the other.

Also stimpacks.

"The regular version of the drug. It heals only minor wounds and, in some games, broken limbs. Normal stimpaks have no negative side effects. "

I am not saying that the character is not possible, jsut that being allergic to all milk, as well as having said allergy past the age of five, among other thigns is an extreme rarity.

but regardlessI was not in the right mood when i thought of the argument, and made the comment, but i had to get it out.

Honestly, the milk thing was largely comic relief, and to add a bit of a human twist to him. A deadly accurate sniper isn't so scary if a glass of milk can kill him in seconds.

[Ormata]

NS Nation Name: Ormata

Skills:

• Athletic. Isaac can run for a good deal and has the endurance to
  spare for such joyous exertions. While not a sprinter, in terms
  of long-distance, long-endurance movement, he’s pretty good.
• Rifleman. While having a submachine gun as his weapon, he does
  know how to fire in short bursts, how to fire relatively
  Accurately (Somewhat), and how to conserve ammunition.

Weaknesses:

• Mechanically/Technologically Inept. Isaac has some knowledge,
  mechanically, on certain things, such as how his gun works,
  though he does not know on other technological items. Don’t ask
  him to repair the robot and we should be fine.
• Composition. Isaac’s upper body strength is minor compared to
  the rest of his musculature, which is mostly limited towards
  his legs and the like. As such he would have trouble in carrying
  individuals, presumably.
• Hand-to-Hand. Isaac is not the best in this, as he’s really only
  trained with his gun during the week out of the month he’s
  signed-up with the Militia. While he can stab someone, true,
  where this exactly will be is most likely not in a particularly
  knowledgeable area or area that is certain to make a killing
  blow. Stab the stomach, that’s what he knows.

Equipment:

• Jamesson Gun Mk. 2. Chambered in 9×19mm Parabellum.
• 2 x 34-round box magazine, 9×19mm Parabellum.
• Ka-Bar Combat Knife
• Colt Official Police. Chambered in .41 Long Colt
• 10 x .41 Long Colt
• 4 x Molotov Cocktail
• Clothing
  • Militiaman Cap, Woolen, Dark Brown
  • Militiaman Jacket, Woolen, Dark Brown
  • Militiaman Trousers, Woolen, Dark Brown
  • Trench Boots, Hobnailed, Light Brown
• Alice Y Suspenders W/ Ammunition Pouch
• Backpack
  • Water Canteen
  • Extra Jacket, Woolen, Dark Brown
  • Blanket, Woolen, Gray
• Lighter

Character Name: Isaac Harvey
Appearance:

Standing at 5’6”, Isaac is not particularly the most well-built of the young men at Uni. With somewhat pale skin, along with a crop of short, blond hair which is naturally curled, he sets an athletic precedent with his constant exercise and movement about, especially in terms of running and endurance. Isaac has brown eyes. He does not have many scars or marks on his body, save for a stab-mark near his stomach.

In terms of clothing, Isaac wears an undershirt, white, which is relatively thin and soft on the skin, over which he wears a collared, coarse woolen shirt, a dark brown, of the militiaman variety, with pockets and the like. His undershirt is tucked into a set of woolen trousers, colored a dark brown, which is then tucked into a pair of trench boots, colored light brown. A militiaman hat is also included, also colored dark brown.

In terms of jewelry, Isaac has only a single simple iron ring.

Age: 17
Gender: Male
Occupation: Uni Militiaman

Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:

Biography:

Born in southern Burlington, Isaac’s parents were both of the sort to get moderately along with the NukeDukes. His father was one of those guys, a typical enforcer whose job mainly revolved in shaking-down traders and the like who were just passing through, while his mother worked in farming nearby cleared areas. His father was one of those good family men, the sort who played catch with his son and was, for most intensive purposes, an upstanding guy, aside from being in a gang and the rest of it. When Isaac turned some seven years old, along with his mother, Isaac’s father sent both of them farther north, up into Uni, with the express purpose of Isaac getting a better education than he would have in the NukeDukes’ territory.

Moving into school, or really the poor substitute that they had there, Isaac somewhat excelled in these simpler matters, though would, in the following years, have his attentions diverted elsewhere. You see, he would, every month or so, visit his father, who still wanted to have some sort of relationship with his son. They would play games or whatever that sort of thing was, along with keeping some distance away from the other NukeDukes. His father, while having a modicum of respect for his fellows in the gang, also did not particularly want his son to also be in said gang. In addition to this, Isaac wandered a good deal on his own and would take great care to avoid said gang members while in their territory.

As a result of this, he would eventually, at aged ten, meet a certain Carleigh Herring, a girl of some sixteen years with chestnut hair. They would get well together rather rapidly, talking about all things interesting; she had, it had seemed, grown tiresome of those young men in that area and due to parental constraints, as her father worked along the territory’s border and was higher-up in that gang’s hierarchy, could not leave said area. As a result of this, she was simply dying to talk to anyone not of the region, and they would meet rather often, Isaac increasing the number of his visits to a far more happy once, twice a week. Such are a boy’s hormones, one would suppose.

As the two became better friends, however, news would get-out to the more brutal or physical of the residents. They, for quite obvious reasons, viewed Isaac as an outsider with no business in their town, a kid from Uni who came-down to laugh at the poor people or something to that effect, and viewed Carleigh as an accessory to this entire event. She was a traitor to the NukeDukes, a bastard who collaborated with ‘the enemy’ and all the rest. As such, during one outing in an abandoned home, the two were ambushed. It would happen so fast that neither, really, knew what had occurred, just big guys busting through the door, pounding up the staircase, and everything went. Isaac would be stabbed, along with Carleigh being stabbed in the stomach.

Miraculously, both would survive due to the diligence and quick-thinking of Isaac’s father, though due to complications from the ensuing ‘surgery’, really rather the stitching of the wound, Carleigh would become really rather physically weak from it all. Fearing for further retribution, Isaac and she would be smuggled-out by his father, up into Uni, though unfortunately that retribution would come in a different package. He would find that his father had died, of unknown causes, and not wishing to end-up like that Isaac would not go back into the NukeDuke’s territory.

Isaac would, as a result of this, exit from school and begin to work in conjunction with the civilian sides of the Uni military, in part as basic muscle and in part as, at times, a sentry. He had to support having her, after all, and Carleigh was unable to work, and so Isaac would often have to work multiple shifts. At first this great attempt was simply due, in part, to friendship, though they would fall in love after some time.

The two would contract the aid of one Doctor Yonemura, one of the few doctors in Uni with a greater amount of knowledge than the average tribal hack with a bonesaw. Under that man’s care, who was remarkably older and of the frail type, with arthritis in his limbs, Carleigh’s condition would improve to a greater degree than could be reasonably expected, though she was still limited indoors and still had to sit-down and rest rather often. Yet the good doctor was nothing if not eccentric, an overly active individual who required and demanded to be outdoors rather often.

You see, he was of the sort to always need to experiment, to find new and better ways to better treat illnesses and diseases, to prevent illness and disease, and was thoroughly convinced that the best place to find the ingredients and components was in nature. As such, she would often make trips out past the West Burl Caravan Company’s territory, looking in such joyous places to find plant life and moss to fuel his experiments. Upon one expedition, unfortunately, he came-across a rather large family of Yao guai, who did not take kindly to this intrusion. Doctor Yonemura would most certainly not return.

As time would pass, with the prolonged absence of Doctor Yonemura, her condition would worsen. Fearing some sort of bacterial disease, some infection, the two would briefly be paralyzed with not knowing what to do. With the knowledge of a traveler, however, who advised that there was a store of ghouls up in Lone Rock who could possibly have the knowledge they needed, Isaac and Carleigh would be secure in their decision. They would move her up to Lone Rock, with the ghouls there having some forms of medical experience over the years due to simple age.

As she’d be moved there, settling-in quite nicely with the fact that very few ghouls actually had the muscle mass left on them to stab and that she was nearly as frail as them, Isaac has continued to further himself, signing-up with Uni for a week every month as a militiaman in order to pay for her residence in the Vault.

RP Examples:

DO NOT REMOVE: Autumn

[Sarejo]

So I have decided yes to Vault Dwellers (From outside The Mont), but with the sheer amount of members of factions, dead or otherwise, from here on out I'm halting all new faction members or ex-faction military.

@Ormata, I notice a distinct lack of real weaknesses in that second app. It's been brought to my attention that I'm bad at reviewing apps (I already knew this ) so no time like the present to be a dick.

@Kyrania I couldn't heavily arm you more if I gave you a Fat Man lol.

@Transvaal Those strengths detail Superman without a realistic kryptonite.

@Grestin you're ACCEPTED. Nice to see a Deckard again

@Anowa it's been brought to my attention that full riot gear was snuck in under the unassuming name of "Combat Armor"...i

[Anowa]

@Anowa it's been brought to my attention that full riot gear was snuck in under the unassuming name of "Combat Armor"...i

I've explained it three times to Ormata, Kyraina, Kentucky and Theyra in my Discord.

Not once was I informed that it was not allowed by neither Kentucky or Theyra.
I attempted to explain it to you, and seeing as I @'d you with a shortened explanation in said discord you likely chose to ignore it.

[Western Imperial Union]

TAG

[Sarejo]

Because of a lack of communication and oversight on my part, I decided to solve this by creating a discord at the advice of one of my Co-OPS, located here:

https://discord.gg/sWMqYzX

I ask that everyone please join for the ease of communication in order to ask questions about apps or the RP.

[Arengin Union]

Well well well that the smell of a gucci Fallout RP I smell!?

Definitely tagging!

[Hastiaka]

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NS Nation Name: Hastiaka
Character Name: Theo Lowe
Appearance (Direct Link Preferred):

(Image)

Age: 24
Gender: Male
Occupation: Medic

Skills:

Medic | Medicine | Small Guns | Unarmed

Weaknesses:

He has a heart problem (Atherosclerosis) from second hand smoke inhalation. He cannot travel vast distances in a short amount of time. He also suffers from anxiety everytime he sees a radroach or the Grey Tree Tribe.
Recently he was struct with insomia and he hadn't had enough sleep for the past few weeks which makes him a bit ragged and sloppy.

Equipment:

1x Winter Coat
1x Matches
2x Iguana Bits
1x M911 Automatic Pistol
20x .45 ACPs
5x Stimpak
6x RadAway

Likes: Mounties | Dogs | Grey Tree Tribe
Dislikes: Mutants | Ghouls
Fears: Radroaches.
Biography:

Theo Lowe was born in the outskirts of Burlington to Larry Lowe and Samantha Lowe- a couple that went on to wander the Mont Wasteland after living in Centennial Point for several years. Unfortunately, when Theo was fourteen years old, the small house that they called home were ransacked by a crazed Mutant where Larry died after sacrificing himself for the two. Samantha reached an outpost of the Mounties a few miles away and made sure her son will be okay. Samantha left Theo to head for the Capitol Wasteland- promising to return to her son one day.

Theo Lowe was adopted by Margaret Lewis, a doctor for the Mounties and found herself to be the foster mother of Theo. As a new-comer, some of the teenagers that were living within the outpost premises distrusted him. He had been involved in a couple of rough fights but after a while, he slowly earned the trust of his peers and elders. Theo at age eighteen, joined the military and became an exemplary soldier that was until he was struck with a heart problem- which rendered him unable to keep up with the rather fast-paced troop movements and from participating in exercises. Theo then decided to become a medic and followed the footsteps of his foster parent. Theo's first mission was joining a patrol far south of Burlington. There were a handful of soldiers with him in the patrol. They were crossing a small creek when there were ambushed by a small raider group. Theo rushed to give stimpaks to his comrades. He administered them and took out his issued pistol and shot back. His first kill happened on that day.

Theo then joined a string of offensive operations against Raiders and Mutants. He grew accustomed to the bloodshed and proved himself to be an effective medic. But during one patrol they passed by the territory of they Grey Tree Tribe where he witnessed the most grotesque things that he'd ever seen. He shook in horror as he saw the tribesmen cannibalizing the corpses of their enemies. Until today he still grimly remembers the terrifying thing he had saw.

Theo now finds himself at home with the Mounties and dreams to put the entire Mont wasteland under the flag of the Mounties. Theo is thrilled and excited for the arrival of the reinforcements from up north. He believes that peace is just over in the horizon and that the bloodsheed will just be a memory of the past once the Mounties' full force arrive in the wasteland. He tucks himself for a long radioactive winter as he arrives at Fort Morris for as part of the expedition.

RP Examples: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=416517

DO NOT REMOVE: Autumn

[Pasong Tirad]

NS Nation Name: Pasong Tirad
Character Name: Bartolomé, or Tomé to those who know him well.
Appearance: 5'6", 200lbs, big bushy beard
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Occupation: Guardsman, Caravan Guard

Skills: Resilient to cold and personal injuries, strong fighter, generally good health (except for his lungs)
Weaknesses: Smoker's lungs, bad aim, short, is pretty lazy.

Equipment:
x1 Winchester Model 24 Double-Barreled Shotgun, with a modified bayonet lug underneath the barrels.
x1 M1917 Bayonet, can be attached to the shotgun.
x1 M1917 Revolver
x20 12-gauge shells (current number of shells)
x18 .45 ACP rounds (current number of rounds)
x1 2-foot long Trench Club
x1 Brodie helmet, with chin-strap and a faded Christian cross at the front that has been etched-out.
Winter coat.
A pack of cigarettes
A box of matches

Likes: Cigarettes, alcohol, not working, fist fighting, explosions, cold weather,
Dislikes: Going too long without cigarettes, working too hard, laser and plasma weapons, overreliance on guns hot weather
Fears: extreme heat, the Grey Tree Tribe, cannibals, people under the influence of chems

Biography (Must be 2 Paragraphs):
Tomé spent most of his childhood being raised by the Abbey of the Road and then finding employment with the church as a guardsman when he reached 16 years of age. From 16 until he was 25 his sole job was to be one of the Abbey of the Road's many guardsmen at the Cathedral Church of St. Paul. Many of his first battle experiences came from this time, where he learned to fight off the random looter and raider with his fists, the trench club that he salvaged from a dead raider, with anything that he can get his hands on. It was also during this time when the other guardsmen tried (and failed) to teach Tomé how to use a gun. Well, Tomé did know how to use a gun, but his skills with it are very much lacking. Tomé instead relies on the shotgun: good for close range, accuracy optional.

For the next ten years, Tomé was assigned to be a Guardsman of the Mission: an armed guard for the many missionary activities of the Abbey of the Road. His main task was to make sure that the priests and missionaries that the Abbey of the Road sent out to the tribal lands made it back alive and in one piece - a mission he excelled at - at least for the first few years. At the age of 35, Tomé was expelled from the Abbey of the Road due to two catastrophic failures on his part: firstly, he was caught having engaged in illicit relations with one of the priests and that he had been doing so for the past couple of years (mission priests are specifically sworn to celibacy due to the nature of their work) and, due to this engaging in illicit relations, Tomé was distracted at the wrong time: an attack by the Grey Tree Tribe on the mission left many priests and missionaries of the Abbey of the Road, as well as several converts, dead. Tomé returned only to be cast out of the Abbey, sent off into the wasteland, he headed off east towards the unknown, hoping to start anew somewhere nobody will know of his failure and ostracising.

That wouldn't be the case, however, as for the next three years he worked as a caravan guard of the Champlain Bay company, travelling from Champlain Bay to Forts Jericho and Morris over the years. Now, one dreadful winter, he sees himself stuck in Fort Morris after a job well done, unable to get his pay and unable to get out.

RP Examples :
Republics of Dust
Hearts of Darkness
Rifle for Hire

DO NOT REMOVE: Autumn

[Tayner]

Look, I know why those are weak descriptions, and I'm going to ask him to elaborate more, but I also trust him. So the acceptance stands for now, but I also do want Tayner to elaborate.

I apologize for my vagueness and I am thankful for your leniency. I will soon elaborate on the skills portion of my app.

Edit: Done

[Western Imperial Union]

NS Nation Name: Western Imperial Union
Character Name: Davis Farmer
Appearance (Direct Link Preferred): here
Age: 23
Gender: male
Occupation: Former Soldier / now a wanderer

Skills: Scavenger, Agile, Strong, Marksmanship
Weaknesses: bad right knee, deaf in left ear, more susceptible to radiation sickness explained in biography
Equipment (Nothing newer than January 1, 1961): Sunglasses, Beanie, Baklava, .308 rifle with scope, 8x 9 round clips but only 33 rounds, flak vest, gas mask, climbing gear, food supplies and basic survival equipment ie; compass, knife, and canteen etc.

Likes: Hunting, open areas, clean air, blue skies, other people to be around though it takes him a long while to trust them
Dislikes: Being alone, tight spaces, winter, being hungry, liars and traitors
Fears: Being stabbed in the back, freezing to death, starving to death, becoming crippled, he also has extremely mild claustrophobia,

Biography : Davis's life like most of those in the Wastelands has never been easy. Born to a small family within an only slightly larger community in the great plains, his parents were farmers, giving them their surname. As a child Davis helped in the mediocre fields his family worked, essentially on the level of serfs to their more powerful masters. As the boy grew however he gained support from a benefactor among those who lorded over his family. The minor warlord of western Nebraska, Ezekiel, would eventually adopt the boy as protege after witnessing him kill two soldiers to protect his mother while his own father looked on.

Having been adopted by Ezekiel, Davis quickly found his life changing drastically. With his mother and father under Ezekiel's protection, Davis was treated as a member of the soldiers who lorded over the common folk of the area. Ezekiel taught Davis almost everything he knows, how to hunt men and beast, and how to use rifles and other weapons with skill. However as time wore on things would not remain pleasant between the two of them.

Ezekiel was a megalomaniac and often considered himself godlike. He pleasured in doing whatever he wished whenever he wished. This grew worse as the Davis grew older and became less of a protege and more of a threat to Ezekiel's power. Believing the young man to be plotting to seize control of everything Ezekiel had built the aging warrior struck first. Shattering the young man's right knee cap and chaining him up, Ezekiel in a mad rage made an example of Davis and his family. Having his father and brothers brutally beaten to death then impaled before his eyes, before raping his mother and sisters in front of him and then giving her over to his men as slaves, Davis could only watch the horror.

After days of this Ezekiel had Davis buried alive expecting him to die alone and in extreme pain. However, little can motivate a man more than rage and love for his family. In what Davis considers a miracle in disguise a a flash flood of heavily irradiated water forced the coffin free from the earth. Davis, now free became extremely ill with radiation sickness. Barely able to drag himself away from the flood waters it again was only by chance that he was found by a charitable group of travelers. Nursed back to health in return for labor Davis spent two years with them before he left to try and rescue his surviving family members. While he never fully healed from his injury and illness he continued on with his goal.

Upon returning to Ezekiel's lands he found the warlord had grown in power. The poor abused masses having been fully enslaved like his own family, now treated more like livestock than even second class citizens. Seeking out his mother and two sisters Davis sadly found they had all perished under the terrible treatment of Ezekiel and his men. Pushed beyond any feeling Davis had felt before the young man of twenty prepared his vengeance.

For months Davis stole fuel, tools, and other items from Ezekiel's men. narrowly avoiding detection Davis would finally put his long planned revenge into effect. Painting himself to appear ghostly Davis began terrorizing Ezekiel's men along the outskirts of his controlled territory. Skinning corpses and crucifying them Davis took his revenge one by one. Eventually leading to Ezekiel drawing his men in closely around his secure home in a long ruined national guard barracks. However this would be the last mistake the warlord would ever make as the fuel, and other supplies that Davis had been collecting for so long had been forged into a makeshift bomb, of very large proportions.

Davis had actually expected a small explosion and for the building to burn down with Ezekiel and his men inside. Instead a massive explosion vaporized those inside, soldier, slaver, slave, and Ezekiel, but it also through the nearby Davis to the ground, severely scarring his back with flame and rendering him deaf in his left ear. Following this, those slaves still alive and present in the area helped to nurse Davis's wounds before they all went their separate ways. Davis, with no further goal, set out aimlessly wandering the wasteland, like many others.

For the last two years Davis has wandered across the former United States having only recently found himself in the Mont.

RP Examples (If none your bio will be used): I have some but most are nation rps so perhaps my Bio is good enough?

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[Atreidya]

I have a question. I noticed things are limited to pre-1960, but fallout happens in an alternate universe where technology in some cases is far past ours, why is this?

[Tayner]

I have a question. I noticed things are limited to pre-1960, but fallout happens in an alternate universe where technology in some cases is far past ours, why is this?

Because in some cases their technology is far behind ours. It's referenced that the Battle Rifle was a standard issue weapon for the military. It's 2077 and they were using a WW2 era weapon system.

[Atreidya]

I have a question. I noticed things are limited to pre-1960, but fallout happens in an alternate universe where technology in some cases is far past ours, why is this?

Because in some cases their technology is far behind ours. It's referenced that the Battle Rifle was a standard issue weapon for the military. It's 2077 and they were using a WW2 era weapon system.

I take issue with that because the Service rifle was in service with the military and it is essentially an M16 which wasn't in use till 1964

EDIT: I don't mean this to say I am trying to be argumentative i just want to make sure I can make my character with the same stuff they have in the fallout universe like the service rifle and stuff.