[HEADING=1]DANGER FROM THE DEEP
A FALLOUT RP[/HEADING]
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A FALLOUT RP[/HEADING]
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OOC:
Since my internet is fucked for like a week (Thanks Telstra!) I decided, that I was going to start up an RP thread. I am running off phone internet, so this is about the most my internet can manage. Stupid data caps. So, enjoy the new RP.
Extremely long story-like introduction:
He marched with a purpose, moving as fast as possible on his flagging legs. He knew that he had to make it, before any one of the the those things caught up to him. He made it past the houses, and he was saved. He saw the airstrip that marked the Boomer's home. He smiled, and shouted, before breaking into a run. A loud whistle, followed by an even louder boom marked his demise as he was atomized in milliseconds.
The Boomer lowered the binoculars, shaking his head. That man had been a friend, one of the few visitors after that big Courier guy, but the order's had been so very clear. Since the pilots of the bomber had seen the green lights pouring out of The Fort, the Elder had told the Boomer's to kill ANYTHING moving in the direction of the airfield. Apparently not even the entire payload of the bomber slowed the green tide, and anyone in it's way were devoured. He sighed, and lifted the binoculars again.
Keal looked on as the man was atomized. Though his vision was blurry and his head was pounding with a migraine the likes he had never had before, he started to stagger towards the airfield. He almost fell over the large golden shape that stopped him and pushed him back. It whined at him and barked, pushing him back. With confusion, Keal turned around and trudged back towards New Vegas.
Angel snapped at her master's heels again, herding him away from the loud-bright-cloud. Ever since they had been following that big man and the bright-people had chased them, before turning into a loud-bright-cloud, her master had been staggering around like a new-born pup, compared to the cunning wolf he was before. She wanted to stay as far away from bright things as possible, so she pushed him again. She headed for the only place she knew was safe. Her den.
He tore into another, letting out a loud screech as this one too began to turn. It clambered up, screeching in tune. It was not as beautiful as it's bright green masters, but it still served it's purpose. The guns of the heretics let out sounds like a god's thunder, yet the Ghouls could not be stopped. Three of the masters stopped to observe their army. It was growing nicely... but still, more heretics remained. They continued.
Earlier that day:
The Courier stared as the lights flickered on. His victory lay before him, as the securitrons lit up. But from the back, a brighter light came into view. So bright that the Courier had to block his eyes. When he glanced at the light, he saw the brightest Glowing Ones he had ever seen. He forgot his victory as his securitrons were torn apart by these bright, new Ghouls. He stared, then ran.
The Boomer lowered the binoculars, shaking his head. That man had been a friend, one of the few visitors after that big Courier guy, but the order's had been so very clear. Since the pilots of the bomber had seen the green lights pouring out of The Fort, the Elder had told the Boomer's to kill ANYTHING moving in the direction of the airfield. Apparently not even the entire payload of the bomber slowed the green tide, and anyone in it's way were devoured. He sighed, and lifted the binoculars again.
Keal looked on as the man was atomized. Though his vision was blurry and his head was pounding with a migraine the likes he had never had before, he started to stagger towards the airfield. He almost fell over the large golden shape that stopped him and pushed him back. It whined at him and barked, pushing him back. With confusion, Keal turned around and trudged back towards New Vegas.
Angel snapped at her master's heels again, herding him away from the loud-bright-cloud. Ever since they had been following that big man and the bright-people had chased them, before turning into a loud-bright-cloud, her master had been staggering around like a new-born pup, compared to the cunning wolf he was before. She wanted to stay as far away from bright things as possible, so she pushed him again. She headed for the only place she knew was safe. Her den.
He tore into another, letting out a loud screech as this one too began to turn. It clambered up, screeching in tune. It was not as beautiful as it's bright green masters, but it still served it's purpose. The guns of the heretics let out sounds like a god's thunder, yet the Ghouls could not be stopped. Three of the masters stopped to observe their army. It was growing nicely... but still, more heretics remained. They continued.
Earlier that day:
The Courier stared as the lights flickered on. His victory lay before him, as the securitrons lit up. But from the back, a brighter light came into view. So bright that the Courier had to block his eyes. When he glanced at the light, he saw the brightest Glowing Ones he had ever seen. He forgot his victory as his securitrons were torn apart by these bright, new Ghouls. He stared, then ran.
Small, neat explanation:
When the courier decided to claim New Vegas for his own, and activated the hidden securitron army, he unleashed some Glowing Ones that had never been seen before. The moment they attack someone, you'd best have some Rad-Away, or you're gonna be ghoulified in a few minutes.
The Legion and the NCR were caught off guard as the new Ghouls flooded from The Fort. They were being destroyed, and both quickly pulled back from the Dam. The Boomers were ready to bomb the Legion when they saw the green lights coming from the Fort. Not even a full bombing run slowed these things... which bring us to Keal. Keal is my character, who's life was both saved and fucked sideways by the bombing run. It gave him enough time to escape, but also wounded him severely.
He tried to head back to the Boomers, who he had recently helped acquire bombs for their bomber, but they were under orders to kill everyone, after spotting the green ghouls. He was saved by his dog, Angel, who guided him back to the north of Vegas.
So, recap:
Ghouls come from fort, make more ghouls. NCR and Legion get fucked up. Boomers freak out. Ghouls have just reached the bottom of Vegas.
And that's where we begin.
The Legion and the NCR were caught off guard as the new Ghouls flooded from The Fort. They were being destroyed, and both quickly pulled back from the Dam. The Boomers were ready to bomb the Legion when they saw the green lights coming from the Fort. Not even a full bombing run slowed these things... which bring us to Keal. Keal is my character, who's life was both saved and fucked sideways by the bombing run. It gave him enough time to escape, but also wounded him severely.
He tried to head back to the Boomers, who he had recently helped acquire bombs for their bomber, but they were under orders to kill everyone, after spotting the green ghouls. He was saved by his dog, Angel, who guided him back to the north of Vegas.
So, recap:
Ghouls come from fort, make more ghouls. NCR and Legion get fucked up. Boomers freak out. Ghouls have just reached the bottom of Vegas.
And that's where we begin.
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Where we start:
Everyone is in Vegas, in some way or another. Whether you have been living there, or just got in to trade, you are in Vegas. After a little bit of introduction, where the characters may interact or just punch the shit out of some Freeside thugs, I will inform you unlucky sods that the Ghouls have arrived in the South of Vegas. At the same time, Angel and Keal will enter from the North, meaning that all of the characters will meet up at the North Gate. From there... Well... you'll find out soon. Oh, and here's a tip. Those new Glowing Ones? Don't take one on alone. You won't survive. They are worse than chryssalids. Yeah. I said it. WORSE than chryssalids!
The basic, straight up main goal is to stop these Glowing Ones. Before, you know, you die horribly.
General Rules:
The basic rules, no metagaming, powergaming etc. etc. In general, don't be a douche. I will let you have as much free reign as you want, but I still retain my power as DM/GM/OP to call down Zeus's mighty buttocks on your face. That means no funny business... If I see any large mine shaped object slip into my pants that isn't some kind of deformed hooker with robot hands... I think Thor will be getting a call.
Dangers:
I won't lie, at least one of you will probably die. These Glowing Ones will kick your ass, but there are also the hordes of normal, rabid ghouls. Not to mention bandits, raiders, Legion or NCR soldiers and just about anyone in the waste land. Whilst all of these people are still major threats, they are also the only reason the Mojave isn't overrun in an instant. The Brotherhood of Steel have risen from their bunker, the raiders have united, the NCR and Legion have re-grouped, and they are PISSED. You best be thinking that they are fighting back with all of their might. Although, at the start, they are still reeling from this new danger.
Character Sheets:
Note: You can be just about anything you want, any race. Fuck it, have fun! That's what we are here for.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Appearance:
Personality:
History/How you came to be in Vegas:
Perks/Skills/Traits/Strengths/Possible Weaknesses:
Equipment/Items/Weapons/Armour:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Appearance:
Personality:
History/How you came to be in Vegas:
Perks/Skills/Traits/Strengths/Possible Weaknesses:
Equipment/Items/Weapons/Armour:
For example:
Name: Keal Brathen (Dog: Angel Brathen)
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Keal is of a medium build but a bit lacking in muscle. He has untidy, short light brown hair with green eyes. He has a large nose but lacks any facial hair. He wears a blue shirt and ripped up dark trousers. He wears thick boots and often gloves, both used when working. Angel has a thick golden coat of fur, matted and darkened by the horrors of the waste. However, no matter how dirty she gets, Keal always tries to clean her when they get back to Vegas.
Personality: Keal is usually a happy guy who takes advantage of situations, and prides himself on being an engineer, whilst in actually fact he is just an advanced scavenger. You won't find him building a radio from some scratch and planning out a new prototype, but hand him a radio, a bunch of metal, some wheels and a steering wheel and he'll build you a car. With a radio. But don't point out to him that his inventions are just him slamming things together until they work, or he makes them work, or he might get a little more than angry. The rest of the time, however, he is usually fairly happy. Angel likes to bark.
History/How you came to be in Vegas: Growing up in Vegas, he took to scavenging and repairing things, compared to his parents idea of running the store. The store did provide him with a large amount of scrap and electronics. So when he couldn't find a working lighter to go in his new flamerthrower, he'd just snatch one from the store. He figured that his inventions would be enough of a payback for the items.
After his parents passed away peacefully, he took the store and made it into his own home. It was a little after that that he found Angel. A trader who was passing through had a lot of dogs with him, and one of them was having puppies. Feeling lonely at the time, Keal purchased the puppy in exchange for a scavenged grenade launcher. He named her Angel, and she was his scavenging friend for many years.
Which brings us to the present times. Keal had heard about the Courier gaining access to the Boomer's airstrip, and he had recently uncovered a large supply of bombs. He managed to reach the Boomers and told them where the bombs were in exchange for the remaining parts for his car. This meant that he could finish off his car, which is powered by microfusion cells.
After he had finished the car, he decided to follow the Courier to the Fort, figuring he would lead him to more riches. After all, he got to the Boomers... would it be possible to get inside the Legion? To Keal, it seemed like a insane idea, but in the end he followed. As he left Vegas and headed towards Hoover, he encountered the Glowing Ones... and they were bombed to oblivion by some unseen force. That brings us to the start of the story...
Perks/Skills/Traits/Strengths/Possible Weaknesses: Keal is very skilled with repairing things, but not so much with actually designing and making his own things from scratch. That doesn't mean that stops him from gluing a flamethrower to a grenade launcher which is attached to a mounted gun. Which usually doesn't end that well. He is also a very good shot with his rifle, which has been heavily modified. Everyone needs protection in the wastes.
Equipment/Items/Weapons/Armour: Keal carries a large amount of supplies, enough for a few weeks of travel, and even straps some to Angel. He carries a few weapons, mainly his rifle which is an assault rifle with a flash light, a small scope and a bayonet track. He also carries a combat knife which fits to the bayonet track and a pistol, a back-up strapped to his leg. In terms of armour, he just carries some leather that he found on a dead raider, which he slips on when he knows that he will be fighting, however he mostly just goes with his clothes. His most prized possession is his car, which runs off microfusion cells. That does mean that if he runs out of microfusion cells, he can't drive. He can only drive a few kilometers on a microfusion cell.
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Keal is of a medium build but a bit lacking in muscle. He has untidy, short light brown hair with green eyes. He has a large nose but lacks any facial hair. He wears a blue shirt and ripped up dark trousers. He wears thick boots and often gloves, both used when working. Angel has a thick golden coat of fur, matted and darkened by the horrors of the waste. However, no matter how dirty she gets, Keal always tries to clean her when they get back to Vegas.
Personality: Keal is usually a happy guy who takes advantage of situations, and prides himself on being an engineer, whilst in actually fact he is just an advanced scavenger. You won't find him building a radio from some scratch and planning out a new prototype, but hand him a radio, a bunch of metal, some wheels and a steering wheel and he'll build you a car. With a radio. But don't point out to him that his inventions are just him slamming things together until they work, or he makes them work, or he might get a little more than angry. The rest of the time, however, he is usually fairly happy. Angel likes to bark.
History/How you came to be in Vegas: Growing up in Vegas, he took to scavenging and repairing things, compared to his parents idea of running the store. The store did provide him with a large amount of scrap and electronics. So when he couldn't find a working lighter to go in his new flamerthrower, he'd just snatch one from the store. He figured that his inventions would be enough of a payback for the items.
After his parents passed away peacefully, he took the store and made it into his own home. It was a little after that that he found Angel. A trader who was passing through had a lot of dogs with him, and one of them was having puppies. Feeling lonely at the time, Keal purchased the puppy in exchange for a scavenged grenade launcher. He named her Angel, and she was his scavenging friend for many years.
Which brings us to the present times. Keal had heard about the Courier gaining access to the Boomer's airstrip, and he had recently uncovered a large supply of bombs. He managed to reach the Boomers and told them where the bombs were in exchange for the remaining parts for his car. This meant that he could finish off his car, which is powered by microfusion cells.
After he had finished the car, he decided to follow the Courier to the Fort, figuring he would lead him to more riches. After all, he got to the Boomers... would it be possible to get inside the Legion? To Keal, it seemed like a insane idea, but in the end he followed. As he left Vegas and headed towards Hoover, he encountered the Glowing Ones... and they were bombed to oblivion by some unseen force. That brings us to the start of the story...
Perks/Skills/Traits/Strengths/Possible Weaknesses: Keal is very skilled with repairing things, but not so much with actually designing and making his own things from scratch. That doesn't mean that stops him from gluing a flamethrower to a grenade launcher which is attached to a mounted gun. Which usually doesn't end that well. He is also a very good shot with his rifle, which has been heavily modified. Everyone needs protection in the wastes.
Equipment/Items/Weapons/Armour: Keal carries a large amount of supplies, enough for a few weeks of travel, and even straps some to Angel. He carries a few weapons, mainly his rifle which is an assault rifle with a flash light, a small scope and a bayonet track. He also carries a combat knife which fits to the bayonet track and a pistol, a back-up strapped to his leg. In terms of armour, he just carries some leather that he found on a dead raider, which he slips on when he knows that he will be fighting, however he mostly just goes with his clothes. His most prized possession is his car, which runs off microfusion cells. That does mean that if he runs out of microfusion cells, he can't drive. He can only drive a few kilometers on a microfusion cell.
