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[ianfreddie07]

Yeah, that's fine.

[The_Lemming]

Name: Classified, but you can refer to me as... THE_LEMMING!!!

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance: blue eyes, brown hair, no facial hair, calm and cool demeanor

Equipment: Laser pistol, belt of grenades, titanium-steel alloy armor, palm PC (with Wi-Fi, stellite, RF, IR, 500 TB hard disk, 12 GB RAM), EMP (completely disrupts anything electronic), and satellite-phone-radio communicator watch.

Background: classified.

Skills: Ultimate computer tech, expert sharpshooter, stealthy, pilot.

[The Bard]

Yea, equipment should consist of items that actually do appear in Fallout games. Posting links on fallout wikia, like in previous post would also be good.

[ianfreddie07]

So, The Lemming's weaponry are the Wattz 1000 Laser Pistol, Frag Grenades, armor is Tesla Metal Armor, other stuff is a Pipboy 2000 , and the other 2... you have to choose something else.

[Tomekk]

Why is nearly everyone wearing the same armor as me?

[Simoneer]

Because people like it? :>

[ianfreddie07]

OK, the RP takes place in the year 2240, a year before the Chosen One came and changed the world. Settlements from Fallout 1 are also visitable, though they are a lot bigger and more advanced then in the game (pick anywhere you like in the world). You can choose to go alone (and maybe meet the other players coincidentally) or you can team up with an existing player. I'm already teamed up with Tomekk. Here's the Timeline, BTW.

At the bar in Junktown...

Ian: This Nuka-cola sure hits the spot.

Tomekk: Indeed. *burps*

Ian: So what was this New Reno popularity you've been talking about?

Tomekk: Well, I don't know if I should tell you more...

Ian: Aw come on, tell me, pleeeeease?

Tomekk: Let's just say I'm good with ladies. And I'll show you why...

*Tomekk walks up to a hot chick and tries his ladies man skills*

*SLAP!*

Ian: LOL Well that didn't go so well.

Tomekk: Don't rub it in. :notrust:

Ian: Anyway, you still remember that guy who hired us to hunt for deathclaws?

Tomekk: Yeah. I think he offered about 5000 caps per head. But then that's fair, because it won't be easy.

Ian: Agreed. Hey, I'm going to place our stuff in the motel. You coming?

Tomekk: Nah, I think I'll stay here just a bit longer *Tomekk's eyes point to another hot chick*

Ian: Suit yourself. If you do get slapped again, be sure it's the other cheek. *carries both his and Tomekk's stuff back to the motel*

Tomekk: I won't get slapped again.

Now you guys post something. You can visit settlements from FALLOUT 1, too.

[aarne]

Name: Biggu
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Blue eyes, brown hair to shoulders, muscular body and pair of red strings.
Equipment: Sharpened spear and alots of stimpacks
Background: son of the best scout and meele fighter out there.
Skills: 300% unarmed and 300% meele and 300% outdoorsman

*Joins the group and asks*
Need a scout?

[ianfreddie07]

Aarne, I think you'll need better equipment than a sharpened spear and a bunch of stimpacks.

Anyways:

Ian: Sorry, but I'm a pretty good scout myself. And we don't accept new members, I'm afraid

*Proceeds to carrying stuff to motel*

[Caudacus]

Name: Jules Reneer

Gender: Male

Race: Ghoul (that's right!), age 33 (old for a ghoul)

Appearance: Sallow, yellowish skin with consistency issues. Eyes are milky but shrewd, most of his fingernails are chewed or melted off. He has three hairs left on his otherwise runny brown scalp. He has a strangely infectious smile.

Equipment: 10mm submachine gun for when things get personal, Combat Shotgun in his brahma pack. Pinstripe suit with a reinforced vest beneath the jacket. A stylish fedora to hide his head. At least two grenades on hand for intimidation purposes. An antique Chinese sword found in a bunker worn at his hip.

Backstory: Jules was dismayed at first when radiation melted his flesh into a cruel parody of his once-devilish good looks, but he never lost his sense of humor or charismatic speaking voice. He quickly found that wastelanders in the DC area needed a friendly face to sell their scavenged goods to or buy necessary supplies, and the caps were good. So Jules became a staple around the rickety establishments of the wasteland, relying on his good charm and muscular bodyguard Mitchell to see him through.

Skills: Scrounger: Jules has uncanny luck finding valuable scavenged goods in bins and containers.
Caravan Savvy: Jules has worked in the desperate merchant business for several years, and he knows a good deal when he sees one.