Why do I get a rather massive "benny-pre-house" vibe from this one?Shadowstar38 said:
I like it, could be pretty cool to watch.
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I like it, could be pretty cool to watch.
Yeah, but since this is an RP involving other people, and one that was said to have no "godmode" in it, it seems there's nothing that could be thrown at you, no scenario that your character wouldn't even struggle with, let alone actually be incapable of overcoming. Would just be boring for everyone I would imagine.Asclepion said:Dr. Crawver said:If I'm right, the term "mary sue" was made for characters like this.Asclepion said:Would you allow mods?
I ask because my character in all the games is an African American man of science, unfailingly polite and altruistic, and wearing a custom powered exoskeleton in which he moves so fast he appears to be teleporting, has massively augmented strength / multiple sensory modes, gets headshots with a handgun from 400 meters, pulls the trigger 12 times per second, and slaps bullets out of the air.
http://fallout3.nexusmods.com/mods/3365
Also, the mods give access to weaponry unlike any conventional firearm:
http://fallout3.nexusmods.com/mods/14773
http://fallout3.nexusmods.com/mods/6270
Ranging from real-world guns to a fully automatic rocket launcher to a weapon that alters the fabric of space.
I mean, where's the fun in a character that essentially can't die, and near enough just needs to look at an enemy and they'll fall over dead.
The fun is in being an extremely fast and powerful combabtant while also being fundamentally a good person in an apocalyptic world. A single guy can't save a town from slavers, but a hero who is willing to risk his life for others and is smart enough to build a suit that lets him leap 20 feet in the air and bench press a car could. So when a scientist in a powered exoskeleton dodges bullets and punches a man's head off, it feels like a triumph of ingenuity and great effort over those who just use guns as brute force.
Besides, I think most people accept that there are certain games and stories that are meant to pander to base desires. Being a badass is one of them.
You're right, let me give her a large overhaul. Thanks for the input, sorry for all the trouble though. Like I mentioned, I'm new to this.FalloutJack said:
Oh hot dam, return of the mechanist. I would love to see what robotic shenanigans he gets up to, and maybe even a return of his arch nemesis? A duel between the two would be cool to watchHagi said:
Asclepion said:
Hi, remember me? The GM? This isn't a thread for debating it. I already said no to his ideas and he hasn't submitted a character sheet. Please stop arguing about it.Dr. Crawver said:
Sorry, didn't want to cause any upset, just a little excited about this one I guess.FalloutJack said:
NAME: Currently unnamed (previously "*****-Breath")
AGE: Four
GENDER: Male
RACE: Standard German Shepherd with no obvious mutations
APPEARANCE: Larger than most German shepherds, standing at 28 inches tall and proportionally long. Tan fur with large black spot on the back. Both ears are ever-perked up, but there's a divot in the right one. Bright brown eyes and long tongue lolling out of his mouth. One hundred and twenty six pounds.
PERSONALITY: Ludicrously intelligent for a dog. He understands nearly any simple command you can give him, he is able to understand many simple adjectives, fetch useful items (complete with a working knowledge of what is "useful") and run simple scouting trips, coming up with the least dangerous route past bandits and animal nests. This is possibly a mutation.
He is also has mild kleptomaniac tendencies (if not doing something for a master, he'll wander around looking for shiny things or good smells) and deals badly with physical abuse towards himself or his master. He makes a very passable watchdog, but mostly shines as a fast, unnoticed scout.
He dislikes being alone, and gets quite upset if he finishes fetching items and comes back to an empty camp.
WEAPONS: Normally limited to teeth set in a powerful jaw and not-very-well-kept claws, but he HAS figured out how to set off any gun lying on the ground - and which end to avoid when he does. Assuming the safety's off, anyways. Try not to let him too close to a fat-man during a fight, especially if it's shiny.
ITEMS: A simple pack strapped to a simple harness. The pack is situated directly on top of him. It currently holds three bottles of dirty water and six tins of canned food and a note, placed there by his previous owner, totaling four pounds of weight. The pack is not huge, and can carry the size equivalent of twelve water bottles. He can carry forty-five pounds before he'll sit down and refuse to move. At fifty-five pounds, he shows signs of physical pain. Since he cannot use the pack himself, it's recommended you take the pack off before sending him off fetching things. He can carry up to ten pounds of items in his mouth, but only one or two different items at a time.
PERKS/TRAITS/SKILLS: Child at Heart - Loves kids, and will defend them more aggressively. He isn't naturally attached to them, though, and can leave a child crying and alone if his master calls him.
Rad Resistant - Inexplicably, he seems to shrug off ludicrous amounts of radiation. If he takes enough, he will still get sick and die, but he takes much more to get there. It's one reason he's still relatively unmutated.
Good Natured - In his spare time, he'll want to play and eat, and not much else. He won't jump at the chance to fight, but he will if threatened. This makes him rather bad at locating backstabbers - he wants to bring them into the pack, even if he knows there's something wrong.
TRANSPORTATION: Foot, as well as any vehicles that his master will allow him into.
OTHER: The note in his pack reads:
Dear whoever finds this dog:
I'm dying of radiation exposure. Please take care of my baby. He's brilliant and will be able to help you out immeasurably. Take the water and food as a dowry of sor
Then it trails off. The dying man must have felt his death throes, and then shoved the incomplete note into the pack before dying.
Am I on the right track? Not "fun" enough? Just a bad idea overall?
I'll be back in a couple of hours, so don't worry if I don't respond.
AGE: Four
GENDER: Male
RACE: Standard German Shepherd with no obvious mutations
APPEARANCE: Larger than most German shepherds, standing at 28 inches tall and proportionally long. Tan fur with large black spot on the back. Both ears are ever-perked up, but there's a divot in the right one. Bright brown eyes and long tongue lolling out of his mouth. One hundred and twenty six pounds.
PERSONALITY: Ludicrously intelligent for a dog. He understands nearly any simple command you can give him, he is able to understand many simple adjectives, fetch useful items (complete with a working knowledge of what is "useful") and run simple scouting trips, coming up with the least dangerous route past bandits and animal nests. This is possibly a mutation.
He is also has mild kleptomaniac tendencies (if not doing something for a master, he'll wander around looking for shiny things or good smells) and deals badly with physical abuse towards himself or his master. He makes a very passable watchdog, but mostly shines as a fast, unnoticed scout.
He dislikes being alone, and gets quite upset if he finishes fetching items and comes back to an empty camp.
WEAPONS: Normally limited to teeth set in a powerful jaw and not-very-well-kept claws, but he HAS figured out how to set off any gun lying on the ground - and which end to avoid when he does. Assuming the safety's off, anyways. Try not to let him too close to a fat-man during a fight, especially if it's shiny.
ITEMS: A simple pack strapped to a simple harness. The pack is situated directly on top of him. It currently holds three bottles of dirty water and six tins of canned food and a note, placed there by his previous owner, totaling four pounds of weight. The pack is not huge, and can carry the size equivalent of twelve water bottles. He can carry forty-five pounds before he'll sit down and refuse to move. At fifty-five pounds, he shows signs of physical pain. Since he cannot use the pack himself, it's recommended you take the pack off before sending him off fetching things. He can carry up to ten pounds of items in his mouth, but only one or two different items at a time.
PERKS/TRAITS/SKILLS: Child at Heart - Loves kids, and will defend them more aggressively. He isn't naturally attached to them, though, and can leave a child crying and alone if his master calls him.
Rad Resistant - Inexplicably, he seems to shrug off ludicrous amounts of radiation. If he takes enough, he will still get sick and die, but he takes much more to get there. It's one reason he's still relatively unmutated.
Good Natured - In his spare time, he'll want to play and eat, and not much else. He won't jump at the chance to fight, but he will if threatened. This makes him rather bad at locating backstabbers - he wants to bring them into the pack, even if he knows there's something wrong.
TRANSPORTATION: Foot, as well as any vehicles that his master will allow him into.
OTHER: The note in his pack reads:
Dear whoever finds this dog:
I'm dying of radiation exposure. Please take care of my baby. He's brilliant and will be able to help you out immeasurably. Take the water and food as a dowry of sor
Then it trails off. The dying man must have felt his death throes, and then shoved the incomplete note into the pack before dying.
Am I on the right track? Not "fun" enough? Just a bad idea overall?
I'll be back in a couple of hours, so don't worry if I don't respond.
To me that looks like a massive improvement, and I'm sure jack'll feel the same. I look forward to seeing her in action now.RipVanTinkle said:
I really appreciate your feedback, I prefer a more grounded approach like this for my character.Dr. Crawver said:
I honestly had no idea what I was thinking before. >.>
I guess people get so wrapped up into building their characters, that they just want to keep adding awesome traits which, on their own are pretty cool, but when they all come together it just creates something that seems unbelievable. It's why I work in kinda reverse, come up with the awesome idea (In this case a mutant walrus), and then add the flaws to keep it balanced (flipperhands, not the best at speaking, etc)RipVanTinkle said:
I'm glad I could help, and I'm glad you prefer it this way, looks like a character that would be more interesting to interact with. I just hope I don't end up with that rifle pointed at my head. I don't think my blubber will protect me from a hyper-propelled slug at any range.
It won't.Dr. Crawver said:
Yes, your character is fine, thanks. Is there some reason you're not responding to PMs?RipVanTinkle said:
Uhh, if you could explain and/or give me a character sheet? I'd like to know what you're talking about.Combine Rustler said:
Oh, hey there, Lacky. Or Knacky? I'm never too sure...lacktheknack said:
Anyway, I did say I'd entertain ideas like this. Can't think for the life of me what could be wrong with playing a dog.
NAME: Leon
AGE: 34
GENDER: Male
RACE: Human (caucasian)
APPEARANCE: He wears a long three tailed black coat(basically the coat Vergil from DmC wears), a long sleeved t-shirt under it, a worn-out cowboy hat, black cargo pants and military boots.He has short brown hair, and blue eyes.He has a muscular build.
PERSONALITY: Leon is known to be cocky, and likes to crack one liners.He suffers from occasional livid hallucinations due to a head injury he suffered as a child.He is polite to strangers and is generally a nice guy.He also has a bit of a drinking habit and one to never shy away from a fight.
WEAPONS: Leon carries around with him an antique Revolver with the initials L.W on the grip.He is a sharpshooter so he also carries a worn out, semi-automatic sniper rifle that is prone to jamming but, it gets the job done.
ITEMS: Leon always carries around his trusty knife, a pack of cigarettes,a lighter, a few stimpaks and some lockpicks.
PERKS/TRAITS/SKILLS: Expert marksman,great with animals, a rugged and ready survivalist, knows how to undo basic locks and is skilled when it comes to fighting and disarming enemies.
TRANSPORTATION: Leon uses his own two feet to get around, ocasionally using a vehicle if he has the opportunity.
AGE: 34
GENDER: Male
RACE: Human (caucasian)
APPEARANCE: He wears a long three tailed black coat(basically the coat Vergil from DmC wears), a long sleeved t-shirt under it, a worn-out cowboy hat, black cargo pants and military boots.He has short brown hair, and blue eyes.He has a muscular build.
PERSONALITY: Leon is known to be cocky, and likes to crack one liners.He suffers from occasional livid hallucinations due to a head injury he suffered as a child.He is polite to strangers and is generally a nice guy.He also has a bit of a drinking habit and one to never shy away from a fight.
WEAPONS: Leon carries around with him an antique Revolver with the initials L.W on the grip.He is a sharpshooter so he also carries a worn out, semi-automatic sniper rifle that is prone to jamming but, it gets the job done.
ITEMS: Leon always carries around his trusty knife, a pack of cigarettes,a lighter, a few stimpaks and some lockpicks.
PERKS/TRAITS/SKILLS: Expert marksman,great with animals, a rugged and ready survivalist, knows how to undo basic locks and is skilled when it comes to fighting and disarming enemies.
TRANSPORTATION: Leon uses his own two feet to get around, ocasionally using a vehicle if he has the opportunity.
Makes sense, people wanting to capitalise on a larger scale of freedom when it comes to their ideal Fallout characters. I glossed over my previous character and I just thought to myself: "How is this possibly going to work?".Dr. Crawver said:
Though I must say, a mutated walrus who is not only quite snazzy in my mind, but an intelligent mind and medical skills to boot. Bonus points for being utterly unique in my case. And don't worry, I'm only aggressive to my enemies, I still have a naive but kind heart underneath all the frustration.
Well here's to when it starts. I look forward to it, and wait with anticipation to when our paths cross.RipVanTinkle said:
Very interested. No time now to write up a character sheet now but I'll aim to have one done before the end of the evening.
Cool I've never seen one of these so fresh. Errm just to note I've never done on of these before but always really wanted to.
Hope that's all fine. Looking forward to it.
Name: Cobalt 'Sully' Sullivan
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human, Anglo
Appearance: Dusty Brown eyes, Drawn skin skinny physique, Sevral scars mostly running along the hands feet and shins along with a few random patches of dull red skin from burns.6"2' weighs 180kg, Most often wearing Handmade skins for shirts and pants but wearing old pre-war vest and cap. The cap (basseball) is almost worn back to the frame so any embelishings have long since worn off.
Peronality:
Slightly bitter about the hand he's been dealt Sully can be withdrawn from situations he's invested in he prefers to lend a hand before he lends his shoulder. Perhaps a sign of his now self sustained isolation Sully is now sure that he's heard whispering when he enters certain places out in the waste. Regardless of his descent Sully was once highly diplomatic and aware of people, he still retains this empathy but usually leaves it dormant.
Weapons:
BaseBall bat (short dull red/pink handle unpainted). One ACP (.45) 18 rounds.
Items:
Other than the clothes on his back SUlly has little save a few essential tools for living in the wastes like small knives and roll up matress, ropes, tarp ect.
Perks/Skills:
[Stealing Second] Due to his distance from old world tech in his home in the mountains (smokey) he's never had access to many rounds and so has become accustom to taking any but the most challenging confrontations with melee weaponry.
[Heart on sleeve] Again due to his lack of tech interation Sully is particularly sucseptible to addiction poison and enhancment of artificial substance. ie.stimpacks are more effective but so are the negative effects of buffout or Mother Darkness.
Also mentioned, he is very carefull not to let his gun fall into disrepair. Can use his charisma to get his may in both bussiness and politic when pressed.
[Spooked] Won't be willing to enter certain places or will be very resistant to visiting certain locations (whispering)
Transpotation:
Due to his quests and wandering during his younger days he is extremely accustomed to walking. The breadth of his journies however mean that he isn't generally impeded by most terrain although his swimming ablility is sub par.
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human, Anglo
Appearance: Dusty Brown eyes, Drawn skin skinny physique, Sevral scars mostly running along the hands feet and shins along with a few random patches of dull red skin from burns.6"2' weighs 180kg, Most often wearing Handmade skins for shirts and pants but wearing old pre-war vest and cap. The cap (basseball) is almost worn back to the frame so any embelishings have long since worn off.
Peronality:
Slightly bitter about the hand he's been dealt Sully can be withdrawn from situations he's invested in he prefers to lend a hand before he lends his shoulder. Perhaps a sign of his now self sustained isolation Sully is now sure that he's heard whispering when he enters certain places out in the waste. Regardless of his descent Sully was once highly diplomatic and aware of people, he still retains this empathy but usually leaves it dormant.
Weapons:
BaseBall bat (short dull red/pink handle unpainted). One ACP (.45) 18 rounds.
Items:
Other than the clothes on his back SUlly has little save a few essential tools for living in the wastes like small knives and roll up matress, ropes, tarp ect.
Perks/Skills:
[Stealing Second] Due to his distance from old world tech in his home in the mountains (smokey) he's never had access to many rounds and so has become accustom to taking any but the most challenging confrontations with melee weaponry.
[Heart on sleeve] Again due to his lack of tech interation Sully is particularly sucseptible to addiction poison and enhancment of artificial substance. ie.stimpacks are more effective but so are the negative effects of buffout or Mother Darkness.
Also mentioned, he is very carefull not to let his gun fall into disrepair. Can use his charisma to get his may in both bussiness and politic when pressed.
[Spooked] Won't be willing to enter certain places or will be very resistant to visiting certain locations (whispering)
Transpotation:
Due to his quests and wandering during his younger days he is extremely accustomed to walking. The breadth of his journies however mean that he isn't generally impeded by most terrain although his swimming ablility is sub par.
Your character seems alright. Nothing sticks out as bad, so I hope you work with him well.leon558 said:
He looks fine to me.Contradiction said: