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DeadManDown

This is set way past the era of the Lone Wanderer.(This is based on Fallout: New Vegas).
This is for FUN. There might be a few bits of....story?...here and there. But otherwise its all up to you and the choices you make. You are allowed to fight eachother to the DEATH, but before you kill the other, or both of you, you MUST sort out who will die. Through PM.
Once your character is deceased, you are allowed to make another.

There are really no restrictions, apart from that you will ALL start off as normal, helpless citizens of some town and...make your character realistic, kinda.
Heres the character sheet:

Name:

Age:

Appearance: ( Once you start your venturing in the wasteland, you are allowed to make edits to your character sheet, for example, you come into high levels of radiation and mutate.)

Personality: ( Can be anything from a soft-hearted coward, to a cold hearted bastard.)

History:

( You can start off with a few small possesions, but you will start gettin' the good stuff when you leave your town, city ect.)

PS: Oh and one more thing, you know how I said how there would be a few bits of storyline, I will act these quest givers, unless their RPer's. And this is is set in New Vegas.

Screenfox

((uh where is this going to take place, it should take place in New Vegas in celebration of the new game but that's just me.))

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DeadManDown

(oh, ok, i guess... I mean, I was sorta in a rush. so yeah..I'll just put dat in )

Name: Darren Kane

Age: 31

Appearance: Heavily muscled as a result of constant fighting and has numerous scars. He has tan skin, blue eyes and a warhawk (black). He likes to wear leather armour and gloves with studded knuckles.

Personality: Aggresive and just. He does not suffer from a lot of emotion. Even when he does, he has to have an extremely good reason to.

History: Born as a bastard, with his mother dying at age 7, he abandoned his name and created a new one for himself. Quickly learning the use of fists, he became champion close-combat fighter. Until the authority came in. Deciding they needed real protection from the dangers of the Wastes, the formed the Settlement Guard. Now with laws, some acts he had commited had to be attoned for. The Guard ransacked his house, gave him a ridiculous fine. Then done doing the search, they burnt the house down and left him lying near death in the muddied streets. As it started to rain, he dragged himself towards a small shelter, leaving a trail of blood. As he crouched among the the people under the shelter and screams echoed around him. He has taken a new look toward life.

Screenfox

((well it doesn't have to be in New Vegas if you would prefer the capital wasteland))

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DeadManDown

(( nah, its good ))

Screenfox

((okay coolio))

Name: Jack Mackey

Age: 22

Appearance: he has dark hair that is kept nice and neat, he wears a flexible suit and a black fedora, he wears dark aviator sunglasses

Personality: he is pretty cold, but he is still humane, he is a gambler, he tends to care more about himself and New Vegas but he still has a bit of a soft side

History: Jack came from vault 21. the gambling vault. many vaults had a bit of an experiment and this one was gambling. he has always been very lucky. he never looses at any bet. he spends most of his days gambling and partying. sometimes he will go out and hunt a few Ceaser's Legion scum. he hates those slavers more then anyone else. he has also had a few dealings with the NCR.

Personal items: a hidden pistol is in his coat, he has a sniper rifle, a hidden switchblade in his sleeve, and a auto 10mm pistol

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DeadManDown

sweet, totally accepted

people can just join in as we go along
so you can start if u want, I'll give u the honours, if u want.

Screenfox

((okay sure, and join The Darkened Halls i need more people))

"black 28." Jack said as he stared at the roulette table. it spun and again he won. he smiled as he sipped his free martini. that was enough for one day. he got up and turned in his chips for NCR dollars. he gathered his guns and pack from the gun collector at the front of casino. turning in his guns before entering a casino was annoying but it was better then a gun fight. he left New Vegas.

after walking for a while he found a good spot to set up. he placed himself to over see a vast amount of the desert. he pulled out his rifle and waited for any legionnaires to come by...

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Darren had been walking for 2 days. His camouflage had really helped, he had managed to sneak up behind a raider and strangle them to death. Stealing the stimpaks, water and other nessecities, he continued trudging towards the lights that were now visible under the cover of darkness.
Just noticing it, he saw something that didn't blend in. "I'm screwed if its a Super Mutant..." he breathed. But as he slowly came closer, always staying to whatever-it-was's side, he realized it was a man. By the looks of him he rich.
Once he was close enough, he quickly swiped the dead-raider's pistol out of its holster.

Screenfox

Jack scanned the wastes. nothing. hi looked up and scanned with just his eyes this time. still nothing. he pulled off his glasses and was about to clean them when he saw the reflection of a man with a gun behind him. crap. he put his glasses back on and turned around. "are you going to shoot me then." he stayed seated and looked on the man. "what is it you want? money? food? water? how about i gamble you for my freedom." he smiled and pulled out a Ceaser's legion coin. "heads you shot me and have my things." he turned it over and showed him the flip side. "tails i take you back to Gomorrah casino we have a few drinks, bet on some tables, and talk this out." he flipped the coin and as he expected it landed on tails. "there lets head to that casino. i will pay for the drinks."

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