So, interest check for the Enclave RP as discussed in the General Discussion.

Character Sheet:

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Gender:

Race:

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It's quite late over here in the UK, so I'll write up a proper OP tomorrow hopefully.

So is Lieutenant an acceptable rank, or is that too high?

Also, what's the word on how we're starting this out? Are we each having our own little intro posts before meeting up at Mt. Weather (assuming that's where we're meeting)?

I'd like to join and I think it would be good to have us meet directly after the battle of Adams airfield before making an uncertain journey to where we hope more enclave exist. Of course if there are other ideas I could just cover that in a prologue/intro to my character.

It is a little late though, so i think I'll get my cs up first thing tomorrow.

Yeah I think we need to state what exactly the beginning journey to Weathertop will be.

Details subject to change based on formation of the RP plot in order to fit GM's mold for the story.

Name: John Matrosov

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Physical Appearance: Long brown but greying hair and a beard with a matching tone. His face is now covered with a long scar from the beginning of his right eyebrow to just under his left cheekbone and a Pre-War eyepatch. His height is average around 5'8 and 5'9 and his build is also equally average.

Rank:(Formerly) Staff Sergeant, Currently Sergeant

Personality: A man of conflicting duties, tying his duty to the Enclave superiors with what he believes is the 'true' Enclave way. He is loyal to the Enclave, but questionably to his superiors. He tends to be philosophical about his existence and mixes a cocktail of agnosticism and cyncism to life but takes each situation as it comes. Not a grim man or shy of jokes and a good moment of relaxtion.

Possessions: Dirty and worn Enclave Uniform and Pre-War Combat Armour with the black Enclave insignia and the on the pauldrons and chest. Carries an R91 custom fitted with a night vision scope and bolt to change between semi-automatic and automatic bursts and a 10mm pistol. Also carries a pack of smokes and a Pre-War lighter. Also has his eyepatch to hide his eye socket.

Background: Born to a family from Navarro, John saw a lot of action even as a young soldier. In his forties he's become something his deceased father, an Enclave officer of renown, would be ashamed of. While not a problem soldier in terms of attitude and causing problems on the base, his frequency to conveniently 'forget' to follow through an objective or otherwise do his duty to the letter caused much headache for his superiors. He won little love from his Commanding Officer in New York City when he didn't follow through with securing a power plant when the people there saved his life after a bandit ambush. Infuriated by his 'softness for mutants' he was swiftly demoted and sent to a 'special assignment to some hotel in West Virginia. Apparently there was a bunker that was recommissioned shortly before the War and, according to High Command, was of prompt importance. Of course, soldiers doing as soldiers do, share stories when bored and the open secret was that you getting sent there was a career ending assignment. The kind of place for screw ups, people garnering the wrong people's hate, major problems and useless officers to end out their duty riding a desk. John was one of them and served out his duty constantly struggling to find supplies, given they were only resupplied every six months, even then it amounted to the surplus goods barely fit for recruits to hold a scrap car fort.

Over time, bandits came into the area but their numbers were dying off. Some died of combat injuries and others died of sickness or radiation with no medical supply and nothing nutritional to fill them. Others simply gave up on an already hopeless posting and shot or hung themselves. Eventually it was just him holding out. No one from Command cared enough and what few people did come and see what terrible situation was there simply deserted and he didn't blame them.When the normally quiet transmitters came to life broadcasting the alert for all units, he knew they were desperate, but if it meant desperate enough to yank him from a hellhole like the one he was it, it was better than this.

Yes...what year is it? Will this begin immediately after the fall of Adams or will it be one or more years afterward?

I was under the impression this was roughly after Adams. But I am okay with either, myself. Whatever you and the others decide is fine with me.

We discussed it a decent bit in the RP chat, but I'm not sure if we ever came up with how it would be.

I'm fine either way.....just need to know which way we are going.

I think we agreed on there being an gap since we all agreed to have our characters meet up at mount weather after an introduction post...

Don't know how the long the gap was but this is an just an interest thread, we can write our characters with an year gap and then just change the dates if it turns out to be different.

I suppose, as Lewis suggested, a one year Post-Adams War sounds reasonable. As with Tiberius, I am fluid in my support of year, but I'll back Lewis' idea right now since it's so far the most concrete suggestion for an established year.

I kinda like the idea of a month or so. That way we're not that experienced in the Wasteland and still under the BoS radar. But long enough for them to be preoccupied with other matters.

I will have my CS up tommorow,

Also, I'd prefer the Roleplay take place right after Adams.

I'm with Vatrou myself. I think just a month or two after the fall of Adams would be perfect.

It'd allow just enough enough time for all our characters to sort of have their own intros and experiences/ get past the initial shock, but not enough time to fully heal, meaning that the pain is still fresh in the minds of the survivors. That's just my two cents.

About 1-2 months later sounds good.

I'd like to join up too. No CS yet but I'll be a myopically devoted scientist, quite Machiavellian.

I'll need someone to attach myself to though, not much of a fighter.