War. War never changes...
In the early 20th Century war consumed mankind and it was announced at the eve of peace that the ‘War to End War’ was over. In the ensuing centuries however tensions only rose until atomic fire consumed the earth. As survivors made their way out of the ruins they once again proclaimed that same sentence that the war to end war had happened and once again humanity formed new societies ready to start again.
In the Mojave, a preserved relic of the old world became a beacon in the wastes to those seeking to profit from the misfortune of others. Survivors warred over control of its buildings time and time again until the lights of the Lucky 38 Casino awakened and an army of robots led by the enigmatic Mr. House retook the city resurrecting it as a haven of vice amidst the wastes.
Over time more and more have flocked to this platinum city creating lives for themselves where the lights of the Vegas Strip give them hope of the world that can come. Not all have come alone however and it wasn’t long before the Bull and the Bear took notice.
It has been 5 years since the first battle of Hoover Dam and war once more looms over the Mojave. Months ago, news of Mr. House’s death at the hands of a lowly courier spread across the desert igniting the powder-keg of tensions that has long been festering. To the west the bloated New California Republic stands ready to claim the great city for itself, and to the east a renewed Caesar's Legion bang the drums of war, while at home news continues to spread of the mysterious Courier who beat the House with many believing they now hold the power of the securitron army in their pocket.
As the final march to the Dam begins, most wastelanders are preparing for a new age of chaos. Towns close their doors and stockpile arms, raiders prepare to take out old grudges and the wealthy surround themselves with all the luxuries in the world, ensuring their final hours are well spent.
Where some see ending however, others have found opportunity….
Amidst the sprawl, eyebots have been seen delivering cryptic messages to various wanderers of the Mojave, offering great rewards for their participation in a mysterious mission. These pariahs gather at a strange address in the North Vegas Square for a mission that will change their lives forever…
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This is a Fallout RP for the nations of Latica, the characters in which have been agreed collaboratively. It is closed, but if you read on, are a semi-skilled RPer and think you'd like to contribute please send one of us a telegram. This thread will not be used for OOC posts.
As an aside this RP may contain some themes that could be considered adult in nature, including mild sexual references, violence and gore. Please go away if such themes might offend you. We do not own Fallout, Bethesda do - in case there was some doubt. If you have any questions about the content of this RP please TG.
Participants:
Cheye
Sarrin
Czenikov
This is a Fallout RP for the nations of Latica, the characters in which have been agreed collaboratively. It is closed, but if you read on, are a semi-skilled RPer and think you'd like to contribute please send one of us a telegram. This thread will not be used for OOC posts.
As an aside this RP may contain some themes that could be considered adult in nature, including mild sexual references, violence and gore. Please go away if such themes might offend you. We do not own Fallout, Bethesda do - in case there was some doubt. If you have any questions about the content of this RP please TG.
Participants:
Cheye
Sarrin
Czenikov