So like it says, this is my last and final RP. I figured, that I would bring an old "friend" back.

Battle for Hill Site 18

Back Story

The battle field was strewn with that of lifeless bodies, and burning debris. The fort that was built into the hill, was completely silent as soldiers and others walked the battle field checking for those who could be alive, and clearing those that were dead. Everywhere, there was debris of cement, dirt, metal, and shredded bodies that had been hit by mortars and been completely destroyed by machine-gun fire, and other weapons.

All around the fort, the walls looked like swiss cheese. Large and small holes alike littered the cement walls, and some even sizzled from the strike of a laser beam or plasma bolt. Large soldiers, clad in suits of Power Armor sulked and slowly moved as they finished their duties. In the distance, smoke rose from a burning settlement; which had been the cause for such a terrible battle.

In the little Settlement of Hawthorne, lay a small outpost which was once held and controlled quite well by the Enclave. But now, the outpost was a Brotherhood of Steel outpost, and had been reinforced quite well. Even better than the Enclave had done before them. The settlers of Hawthorne, were nothing but wasteland scum to the Enclave, but they were a vital part in the Enclave's abilities and actions taken in and around Hill Site 18, located somewhere in the vast and wide open American wasteland.

After the ensuing battle, the Brotherhood of Steel and Enclave respectfully returned to their bases of power; leaving those they could not bring with them to die and rot on the large open battlefield. It was a horrible sight too see, but it was just apart of the Enclave and BOS war which had raged for years. Like the fights and battles before Hill Site 18, it had seemed that the Enclave were growing weaker and weaker by the month; and even week. The moral at Hill Site 18, was below average and those who were stationed at Hill Site 18 were more inclined to commit suicide, than to go out into battle once again.

At Hill Site 18, the last of the Enclave's bastions of hope and salvation. The light is dimming, and all hope seems lost for the Enclave, and their final battle for a secure and safe America.
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Current Situation/Your Involvement

Hill Site 18, the Enclave's last and final bastion of hope and salvation; is on the brink of collapse. The Brotherhood of Steel, which seems to grow stronger and stronger by the day. Is making continuous strikes against the fort, but have not succeeded in breaking through the strong outer walls which the Enclave forces stationed at Hill Site 18, have reinforced more than anything they've ever done. Enclave Vertibirds are having trouble breaking through to Hill Site 18, to resupply the fort with men, women, and other things needed to keep the fort safe and secure.

You are apart of a squad, formed and assembled along with others. To take on the task, of helping Hill Site 18; and those stationed at the fort to hold back the BOS tide, and bring the battle to a halt so more reinforcements can be assembled and flown in before Hill Site 18 collapses. This is not like anything any Enclave Hill Site has seen or been through before, but many have come close. It is up to you, and your squad mates to determine if Hill Site 18 is to be deemed a success or failure, to the new president of the Enclave, and Enclave top officials. You are currently stationed, at a supply base and depo, awaiting to board a Vertibird. The ONLY Vertibird, that will be leaving for Hill Site 18, for a while.
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Rules

1. I am boss, and what I say happens.

2. Do not have any Super Human or BS characters.

3. Keep your characters fairly realistic. This is a Power Armored RP, and so some things will be acceptable, that wouldn't other wise be in any other RP.

4. Do NOT kill others characters, this is a team RP. And we're all on the SAME team.

5. Keep the story moving, do not slow down and keep up with what is happening in the story, and others characters.

6. NO loner or quiet characters. Remember, we're all on the same team. And in a team, there is an ABSOLUTE need for communication between its team members.

7. I want well sized and organized posts. NO one liners or single paragraphs. If something isn't happening, like action or something. You may speak with others, and NPCs. There is always someone to talk with, or something to do.

8. USE COMMON SENSE! This is simple because I know that those who join any of my RPs, have to have some kinda common sense.

9. KEEP all "OOC" down to a minimum. I don't want an "OOC" ever single post from someone, about something.

10. If you have to leave because of real life issues, or something like that. Please send me a PM, do no OOC.

11. Keep all "OOC"s about the RP, and not something outside of the RP. Simple right, just talk about the RP, and keep everything else to PMs.

12. HAVE FUN! It's probably the easiest.
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Character Sheet

Name:
Rank: (Private-1st Sergeant, no Officers. That's my character.)
Age: (Nothing over the top, or something like a teenager.)
Race:( Absolutely NO ghouls or super mutants.)
Hair color:
Eye color:
Skin color:
Body tone:
Height:
Weight:
Weapons: (No more than 5)
Armor: (No Tesla or Hellfire Armor, those are reserved for special forces units, and officers. You'll just have to deal with the basic MKII for the time.)
Bag/Misc: (Junk, and other things your character brings along.)
Personality: (How does your character interact with others, and how do they think? Once again NO loners or quiet types. Team RP, remember.)
Bio: (How did your character get into the Enclaves armed forces. No wastelanders or anything like that, remember.)

Sent in my application. Im ready for it.

Why your last?

Reserved.

Oh, Strangelove, he hardly knew ya. Reserved.

I checked it over. Your good. But you could have just posted it on here. Also, maybe add some more to the bio. That would be great.



I'm just done with RPs on this forum. I'll still be around, but strictly observational and maybe to give some advice here and there.



Yeah alright, "Freud".

Will do. Was worried that my Bio was to big actually.



Name:Max Dennison (Nicknamed Denn)
Rank: Corporal
Age: Fourty-Two
Race:Human
Hair color:Black
Eye color:Brown
Skin color:White
Body tone:Out of armor, it is somewhat like one of a Football Player
Height:6'0
Weight:230IBS
Weapons: Assault Rifle starting with One hundred and Twenty ammo, and a 10MM Pistol with 24.
Armor: Standard Issue MMKII
Bag/Misc: A small framed picture of a brown haired woman is set on the top of his bunk bed, related to his backround.
Personality: "Leave no man behind, no matter what the consequence of that will be for me. My duty is to protect my brothers, and ensure that they survive even if I must die to do so."

Bio: At the age of Fourty, Max was living with his wife and daughter in a small bunkered outpost that he and a dozen other settlers had built near a river with not to bad contaminated water. Traders would come now and then, provide food for the somewhat fresh water.

But one night, everything fell apart... it would be the longest three hours of Max's life, as Super Mutants pillaged his people. At the time, the only gun Max had on him was a hunting rifle, used to scare off raiders. His fellow neighbors did not know much of combat, for they had always had the protection of the Brotherhood!

That was, until the settlers left the Brotherhoods Territory. The soldiers laughed at the thought of building a town so far out in the Wasteland... Max watched as the mutants killed both, his wife and daughter. To loud they complained, before rounding up Max and six other men...

The massacre had only lasted ten minutes, but the mutants were marching Max to where ever they had originally come from.. for two hours and fourty minutes, they marched with the only thought on Max's mind being the death of the two people he loved most. He wished that he had the strength to protect all of the people that died that night.. and though, the dead could not be brought back to life, Max would be surprised when the means of achieving that Strength came.

In the form of the Enclave ambushing the Super Mutants and killing each and every one. The commander of that squad chose to keep Max and his few living friends alive, for he saw the urge to kill every damn mutant in each one of there eyes..

After three months of rigorous and hard training, Max was carved into a soldier, ready to fight anything to protect his new brothers. He was sent on numerous missions with two of the six men that were with him that night for a entire year, and ended up risking everything one day to rescue them from being destroyed in a chain car explosion while scouting out Brotherhood Bases in a small set of ruins.


Being moved into a squad stationed at Hill 18, Max now has a chance to get back at the Brotherhood of Steel that did not protect everyone he knew on that one fateful night, and to show his brothers how far he will go to ensure there safety.

Don't worry. You can always have more put into a bio. But just make sure it keeps some stuff out, so your character is still there to develop.

ALSO: You may have at least 1 Plasma or Laser Rifle/Pistol if you like. This is the Enclave after all.

*takes hat off, and salutes*

Stranglelove, we will miss you. I know I will. You're an inspiration. But you will find better seas... Fanfiction.net or Roleplayer's Guild may be your next move.

:sad: :violin: :cryvaultboy:

Wait, so WHY is he stopping exactly?

Seriously you guys. Talk about over dramatizing it a bit, don't you think? I'M NOT LEAVING, just retiring from RPs and Stories.



Because I can. Is there really a need to explain? I can if you like, but do you really want me too?

Under any other circumstances I'd join, but seeing how I likely wouldn't be around for a substantial amount of it, I'm afraid I can't. Sorry. Although if I recover quickly enough to think straight I'll be sure to send you a sheet!

Oh no, i honestly dont care, i dont RP that much anyway, im just nozy. You made it sound like it was due to some weird reason or something, i usually dont announce when i stop something small, i just stop. But im going to stop posting on this thread since, well, its an RP thread.

To be honest, I was being sarcastic. For real, dispensing advice like Dr. StrangePhil is alright, but you don't have to retire from stories, at least.

Disregard, my new character is posted on the second page.

Reserved.

Don't want to ruin the party here, but I'll post my character sheet if it doesn't bother.

Name: Samuel Carvera ( Nicknamed Commisar)
Rank:Corporal
Age:25
Race: Hispanic/???
Hair color: Jet black
Eye color: Brown
Skin/Exterior composition: 6'1ft, gruff and weathered skin
Weight:190
Weapons: Standard issue AE-R7 laser rifle , and a locally procured N-99 10 millimeter pistol
Armor: Standard MK.II powered armor. Name is inscribed upon the left side of helmet. Helmet also has the words inscribed " Death is peace" upon the front with red in small writing.
Misc: A small knife, standard issue, modified to have a small amount of trace mercury inside.

Personality: (As with all my characters, no loner though) Samuel is partially insane due to his long line of service at base camp and his obsessive nature with punishment. But he has never refused a celebration, which makes him ideal as a squad addition, providing brutality when un-necessary and charisma as well.

Bio: Samuel is one of the many children born from the Enclaves reserves across the country. His pre-war family was particularly Mexican and they were able to provide him with a safe future within the confines of an Enclave facility due to a political compromise. Samuel grew maturely like any other child, and trained more than necessary. It also exercised an un-healthy strain on his mind, making him have different mood swings occasionally. Samuel joined the Enclave armed forces when he finished what was called the Enclaves educational system at the time. Seeing the opportunity to hone his brutal ideas confined into his mind, he joined whatever group was available. He eventually joined the Enclave as a interrogator , using brutal methods which the Enclave does not disclose to the low file and rank. Eventually finding his job as simple, he wanted something more. Joining a front-line combat squad at the time was a good idea to him.

Becoming part of the group sent into Hill 18, Samuel feels the need for a large amount of summary executions on his personal opinion and has a reserved hatred towards wastelanders. He see's the Brotherhood as a growing problem and will comply accordingly to protocol. His loyalty to the Enclave and the need for punishment has earned him the nick-name "Commisar" after the pre-war notoriety of Soviet officers during WWII, in which they executed their own men and tortured prisoners. This also has a negative effect when it comes to socializing with other soldiers.

Name: Leo Edwards
Rank: Private
Age: 22
Race: Caucasian
Hair color: blonde
Eye color: green
Skin color: pale
Body tone: althletic, but skinny
Height: 6 even
Weight: 75 kg
Weapons: laser rifle with a handy 10 mm pistol
Armor: MKII
Bag/Misc: some water, mostly microfusion cells, and four stimpaks ready to be used.
Personality: A little happy go lucky and generally talkative. Thinks highly of the other soldiers, especially those with higher ranks because he is a new recruit. His dream is to serve his country, and yes, he did think about Enclaves actions being a bit too harsh, but who cares, country goes first right? Somewhat cowardly, but can handle extreme pressure and will do his job. Wants to feel home from those around him.
Bio: Born into a nearly deserted village, Leo grew up a hunter who had to fight for their food everyday in the wild wasteland. The village's supply had decimated over the years and the distance to other villages or population was much to far for everyone to travel at once. And those who went out never came back.

The Enclave found him young, while they were passing the village, and as the young Leo saved a soldier from a Yao Guai's paws with a hunting rifle, the officer brought him away in exchange for some food and water for the remaining villagers. And under the Enclave he grew up. Educated, trained, and made fit into a future soldier. Handy with pretty much everything, he quickly made his way into the elite of his classes, but a friendly fire accident delayed him a year or two as he couldn't get over the incident.

His will to fight for the Enclave grew after he returned to the training grounds, and was made a soldier when he turned 21. On his twenty second birthday, he was selected as one of those to help out Hill Site 18. And he gladly went.

Don't worry about it. I understand.



Because I've made dozens of RPs, and now I think it's time I take my leave of the RP arena so to speak.



I'm probably the exact opposite of that name. lol

ALSO EVERYONE: All those who have given me a CS, are accepted. Wasteland_Scholar you maybe accepted once a CS is given.

Though, I do have some minor problems.

Why Luck: This is the Enclave, and though it may have been nice to play as a Wastelander. This time, it calls for being a strict Enclave born person. No exceptions for the Enclave.

Enclave Radio: Just don't go over board with the crazy killing. If you drag someone off, then it's more than likely your character will die because he wasn't watching his back or something like that.

When shall we start, sir!

Instead of being Infantry of the squad, could I be a Scientist? I have a great, great character lined up for a Scientist. Purtty please, with Mole Rat on top?

Name: Richard Crowder
Rank: Master Sergeant
Age: 24
Race: Human, Caucasian
Hair color: Light Brown
Eye color: Brown
Skin color: Pale complextion
Body tone: Skinny. Not much muscle.
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 180 lb.
Weapons: Sniper Rifle with a thermal scope setting. Several white etches line the barrel, actually tally marks for all the BoS Paladins he's hit with it. Bipod attached to the front. .44 Magnum Desert Eagle Pistol strapped to his waist, combat knife sheathed on his belt.
Armor: Advanced Power Armor MK II, name inscribed on the front left briast.
Bag/Misc: Has a belt to hold grenades, clips, and his sidearm. Small pouch attached to the back for holding miscellaneous things. Carries a syringe of adrenaline with him, as well as several sniper magazines and pistol clips. Standard rations of course, with a holotape reader. Small HAM radio attachment with a speaker hooked to his chest.
Personality: Loyal to his commander's orders, but that's not always a good thing. Will get his feet wet and do terrible things if given the order.
Bio: Born into the Enclave from a cook mother and a Staff Sergeant father. Originally stationed in the Midwest at Hillsite 191, his father's work called to be moved around a lot to different areas of the nation.

Not seeing too many opportunities to do anything else, Richard decided to join the enclave as an Aircraft Electrician. Due to shortage of men, his training was cut short and he was whisked away to join the 2nd vertibird battalion as an expert in radio communications on the West Coast.

Began to run recon missions, solely to call in vertibird strikes and enemy locations. Became used to using his sniper rifle and long range combat. Renowned among his peers for his accuracy in calling at logistics locations and compensating for moving targets. Has destroyed 4 different BoS caravans in his time.

After 2 years of working aboard vertibirds, his work with radios was placed out in the field as a communications soldier, tasked with relaying information between command and his unit. Now part of the squad sent to help Hill Site 18, stationed at the supply fort just outside of the Hill Site.

Note: Didn't notice there being a sniper anywhere. I want to use large caliber weapons so I can actually penetrate armor, but don't expect me to go Rambo on everything.

Is it too late for me to join?

When a couple people edit their characters. And some join, and I get mine up. Then we will begin.



Hm... I was thinking of just letting the NPCs be scientists etc. But I guess I could allow a scientist. But tell me more of your idea through PM so we don't make this into some huge Q/A thread.



Nope.

So... uh... am I accepted or not?