Hired
One year after the destruction of the Enclave mobile base the Brotherhood of steel have finally rid every enclave trooper from the capital wastes. Elder lions made the decision to assault vault 87, the very place that the super mutants were injecting captured wasters with the FEV (forced evolutionary virus) and being made into other super mutants. The attack was simple, send lions pride and plant a bomb at the entrance of the vault, then go into little lamp light and purge the place from the inside. Four days after the attack and lions pride still hadn't heard from them.

Three more days after that and Brotherhood had suspected the worst and wanted to send another team. Just when they assembled the rescue squad Super mutants had blown a hole in the entrance of the citadel and dozens of brutes, masters and overlords came swarming in like a broken dam spewing water from the cracks. The Brotherhood fought back with all there might and killed many but the worst was yet to come. When things looked like the assault was over a bone chilling site was seen, a super mutant the size of an over pass and as wide as a building walked in the citadel. The monster lifted its foot up and slammed it on the ground sending most of the Brotherhood in the air.

Realizing that they would be crushed by the giant mutant if they didn't flee, elder lions took a small brigade of men with him while other stayed to hold them off. As elder lions and them men ran off the huge mutant spoke few words

"I AM THE HEIR TO YOUR DESTRUCTUION, THE RUINER OF CITIES. I AM RENTHER YOUR WORST NIGHMARE"

The group were shocked that the mutant could speak like a normal man but did not take time to think about it. A days travel and they ended up in megaton tired and frightened for their lives. Elder lions knew that Renther would attack megaton next and wouldn't stop till most humans in the capitol wastes were super mutants, he put a radio message to the mercs of the wastes.

"People of the capitol wasteland I call for your help. Not too long ago the Citadel was destroyed by super mutants lead by a super mutant named Renther, the biggest threat to our lives since the enlave. I need the bet the capitol wasteland has got to defeat him and you will be rewarded with every we can give. Please help stop the super mutant goliath"
You, the rpers are the men and women who accepted for the job
Character sheets


Character sheets

Name:
Age:
six:
Race:
Appearance:
Personality:
Skill: (what your best at)
Weapons: (One main weapon two side arms and one melee weapon)
Clothing/ armor
Bio:

May I request a spot? I'll have my character sheet up tomorrow.

Of course my friend cant wait to see it

I bet the Citadel is like sitting in a big bathtub for that guy.

I guess it kinda is lol

I would love to see you join kikaimegami your super mutant character would be very useful

Okay, ready to post mine. It's ok that he's a ghoul, right?

Name: Leroy Lonson
Age: 220
six: Male
Race: Ghoul
Appearance: yellowish-orange skin, nose is burnt black, flakes of skin falling off, injection marks in both arms, patches of blonde hair
Personality: mildly kind, but very short-tempered, not as mean to humans as most ghouls are, but still refers to them as smoothskin, usually asks straight forward questions and doesn't realize (or care) when he hurts someones feelings
Skill: He knows his way around guns, but where he shines is the medical field
Weapons: http://consumermaven.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/mossbergm590a1.jpg http://www.soksa.com/assets/publicDocs/userFiles/icy/image/Glock17.jpg and a Knife (mainly used for medical purposes)
Clothing/ armor: Thick-rimmed square glasses, blood and dirt covered t-shirt, brown cargo pants, Brown shoulder bag,
Bio: Leroy Lonson was a college-student hoping to become a doctor when the bombs fell. And he soaked up a little too much radiation and turned into a ghoul. After turning into a ghoul, he searced the wastes for a place that would accept ghouls. After experincing how humans treated ghouls, he acquired a hate for them. After traversing the Wastes for a while, he came upon a wastelander that told him about Underworld. Leroy was overjoyed on hearing about Underworld and headed there immediately. After arriving there, he became a doctor along with Doctor Barrows, Him and Barrows doing different kinds of research. While he helped Doctor Barrows, he also obtained an addiction to Pyscho and kept it a secret.

When Leroy and the other ghouls heard about the Brotherhood's battle with the Mutants, a celebration was thrown. Why the other ghouls celebrated, he prepared to leave to help. The other ghouls didn't realize it, but if Leroy could help kill Renther, ghouls might earn a little respect out in the wastes.
Misc: 5 Stimpaks, 1 cantine of bottled water, 3 Pyscho, 2 Med-X

Name:Roaven Toral
Age:21
six:Male
Race:Human
Appearance:Dark blue eyes, unkempt, medium length onyx black hair. Tall, slender, athletic build. Has only lightly tanned skin
Personality:His distrust of the inhabitants of the wasteland has led to him holding anyone that hasn't proven themselves to him at arm's length. He keeps to himself mostly, but will talk at length with people who he has come to trust. His experience in combat has fed his stoic behavior, as he is too used to deaths on the battlefield to become closely attached to anyone.
Skill:While he's a decent shot, he's no sniper, and prefers to assemble and use explosives
Weapons:http://unlimitedcallofduty4.webs.com/g36c.jpg, http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4f/GI_ModelNo1.png, combat knife
Clothing/ armor:Black combat armor with matching balaclava(modeled after Winterized combat armor)
Bio: Roaven was born in rivet city, and was taught to fight and survive by his father. He did manual labor to help out around the ship, and took a part-time job in the security force, where he received the base of his current combat armor. He quit the force after a year, but was allowed to keep the armor he was issued. His father gave him the modified M1911 when he started to go out scavenging, and stumbled upon a dead Talon Company mercenary. He took the man's armor and combined it with his own, strengthening it. He left the city with Lucky Harith's caravan as a guard, considering but ultimately deciding not to join the BoS. He incorporated a balaclava and helmet into the armor after purchasing them from Crow with his pay from the security work. He bought his rifle and knife from crow before he left, and stopped in megaton, where he slept in the common house and made runs into the wasteland alongside several others, seeing a good amount of the scavenging teams perish from bandits, Talon company, and other dangers in the wasteland.

Well, that wasn't too horrible a character sheet, I hope.

Iggy you are accepted and nice sheet to!

Roaven ou are also accepted and it wasnt to bad just I think the bio needs alittle less detail on were you got and have your equipment and more on your character

i am going need a Co houst for this Rp I wll make my desition when we get enough people for this RP

Thanks, I've been a part of two or three other Rp's, but none them really lifted off, Do you think we'll see the end to this one?

I hope so I got to reading illisonary nothings so you think you cna Rp section alot and changed my style alittle from my other rps I have done

Name: Sam Vector
Age: 23
six: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: 6' solid, long dirty blond hair that just meets his shoulders, hazel eyes.
Personality: Quiet, yet at the same time easily angerable. He's smart but arrogant, and is impatient with those less intelligent than him. Basically, a [censored].
Skill: Decent aim, lots of technical and computer knowledge (unless someone like RobCo Employee joins, Sam's pretty much the techie)
Weapons: 10mm SMG, .44 magnum, switchblade in his boot
Clothing/ armor: Black leather jacket, black t-shirt, dark grey cargo pants, black combat boots, olive green duffel bag
Bio: Sam grew up around a small enclave of scavengers within the DC ruins. His mom died during childbirth (no sanitary conditions, you see), and his father was killed by raiders while on a scaving run. His brother Alex moved him through the ruins to Megaton, where he'd be safe. When he was around 16, Sam became a Megaton guard (like Stockholm), while Alex became a mechanic, aiding Walter on the water machine. Sam grew bored with sticking in one spot for long, and headed out at age 18. While exploring an old electronics store, he found an old handheld Pip-boy 2000, still in the box. He spent a week studying the instruction manual, as well as the device itself. He even got an old terminal up and running from the basic computer knowledge his father had taught him.
He later signed on to caravan guarding, fixing up old computers at their stops for extra caps. When he heard about the Citadel incident however, he knew that he had a higher purpose.

Misc items: Toolbox, 1 copy of "Dean's elctronics", 2 bottles of aqua pura (if the purifier isn't operational in the context of the story, their just regular water), Pip-boy 2000

Soooo.....is mine ok?

rocknrolla your accepted my friend cant wait to see your work

I agree about the bio. I don't have much experience with RPs, so feel free to point it out when I screw up. If it just continues, no ones happy. They just yell. With mean, mean words.

Name: Zach Williams
Age: 42
six: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: medium length brown hair, brown eyes, about 5ft. 5in.
Personality: He is relatively nice and very outgoing, he never found it hard to make friends.
Skill: A great shot with his guns, and likes to use stealth to get around enemies
Weapons: Silenced Intervention sniper, Silenced M9 pistol, combat knife
Clothing/armor: Black combat armor, black facemask
Bio: He was born in a small settlement about one mile outside of DC. he was an only child and his moth died during childbirth. He grew up with his father who was once a knight captain for the brotherhood of steel, and was taught how to use a variety of weapons. when he was 21 his father died of radiation poisening while he was hunting for food. Zach became a mercenary so he could have a place to stay and some food. After 10 years of working for his company he became the leader after the old one died in a tragic Flamer accident. He led his group of mercs to become one of the most powerful companies in the wastes. when he was 40 he decided to retire and leave the group, he was getting too old to fight. He learned about the giant super mutant through a friend who lived in Megaton, and he knew he had to help bring it down.

Willzamz you are accpeted

Ill show my character

Name: River ingman
Age: 28
six: male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: tall about six foot four, has a muscular and athletic build, sun kissed skin., long black hair,
Personality: More of a loner than a people person but gets along with the people he is with
Skill: even though his skill with a fire arm is very good his it's not all he is good at. River uses his surroundings as weapons also to make traps out of ordinary trash from the ground and using his wits to outsmart the normal inhabitants
Weapons: AR 15, two 9 mm pistols and a machete

Clothing/ armor: black trench coat, http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/large_images/326/202618326.jpg (Under the jacket, , black combat pants, white sleeveless shirt, black fingerless gloves, combat boots

Bio: River was born in rivet city to scientists from the lab. They taught him to be a very intelligent person but he didn't want to be another egg head scientist in the settlement, so River signed up to the security team. At the beginning of his carrier things didn't happen much so he usually went t the firing range to practice his marksman skills.

While out on Duty River found out a group of raiders had snuck on the huge boat by acting like traders and while killing most of the guards by cutting there jugular with a knife. River took cover and let the raider let closer then when they were about twenty feet from him he pulled the trigger on his gun aiming at every single one of them, When he stopped firing all he saw was a pile of bodies with dozens of holes in their heads.

The council did not like his was of taking care of the threat and blamed the whole incident on him for not being at his post even though it was on the other side of rivet city. River had a huge fight with the council and with lead to his exile from rivet city never to return.

After River left rivet city He made his way of living as a merc and a damn good one two. Every mission he received ended in him getting the job done on his own set of rules he applies. His most known mission is when he got a tip that about ten paradise falls slavers were headed to take all of megaton as slaves, River got his things and set a trap by useing a destraction witch was a random fire from one of his pistols in the other direction. One they were distracted He took out his AR 15 and fired at them, the battle lasted about five miunets before every on of the slavers was dead. River also free'd all of the slaves to he was known as a hero. Many other missions as taking out enemy talon company troops, steeling ammo supplys from raiders and saving people from mutants.

When Renther and the attack on the brother hood he knew that it would go for other places, and when he heard the radio message he was happy to help

So, ringman........how many more people you want before we get this thing off the ground? :nuke:

with the people comeing in right now Im saying around 6/8

Mmh.. you want me to play a super mutant?

well you usually play as one. And do one mighty fine job at it too!

you can be a exile from renthurs army goin to help us or something

Name: Sparow
Age: 26
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: One blue eye, one green eye, short brown hair, short stubble on chin, around 6ft with the build of a runner although prefers to dodge and avoid bullets than to run.

Clothes: Leather Duster, containing many hiddens pockets each filled with at least one concealed weapon, lightweight trousers for agility and mobility and a fedora.
Weapons: Main weapons are Sawn-off Shotgun, Magnum, Bowie Knife. Uses a variety of other weapons such as grenades and snipers also
Tactics: Uses mainly gorilla warfare, rushes in and out of fights to sustain as little damage as possible while delivering as much as he can in the short time. Ambushes and sudden rushes are often used when attacking foes.

Personality: Easy to trust however it takes a lot for him to trust others due to dealings in the past, calm and collected even at gunpoint.
Skill:Exemplary Aim with single shot weapons and SilverTongue. Usually his presence is only felt when he feels it is necessary, when he is noticed most attackers feel no threat which is a great advantage Sparow has over his enemies.

Bio: Raised in an unknown vault, taken out whilst still quite young and raised in the family mansion after it was found still in-tact after the bombs fell, being from a family of much wealth was trained and prepared for the wastelands in the art of combat. Excellent shot and agile warrior. After leaving the family mansion, under threats from Enclave and Super Mutant forces, the family was split up. Instead of searching for his family, whom he felt would be impossible and unneccesary to find Sparow chose the life of a gun for hire and adventurer. Renown as a criminal and hero around the wasteland due to dealings and jobs he has done. He usually roams with various scavengers and mercenaries but few live to tell of their tales with him as either they do not survive the travels or are captured into slavery by enemy forces, some people believe that Sparow himself is a great slaver himself and leads people towards their doom but he insists that they merely cannot hide as well as he can when the slavers arrive for him. For there is a warrant for his slavery after crimes commited to Paradise Falls and Eulogy Jones himself. After various treasure hunts, many of which were greatly succesful he has a vast wealth which matches even his ancestors, stored in his room up high in Tenpenny Towers, he uses this wealth to buy supplies and hire arms to come with him on his hunts. Although on various occasions calling the mercs he hires as ''DeathClaw Fodder'' due to their inability to last long on his trips and get mutilated by a variety of creatures. Although he has been on numerous treasure hunts and trips he has yet to come across the few thing he desires, which are working pieces of a motorcycle, starting his collection when he left home his main target after gaining wealth and renown in the waste was to complete his collection and then complete one final task within the wastelands...





Its in third person but i can change that if you want

I can bring Skiv back for this since WASTELAND Z died. I'll work on a character sheet now.

Name: Skiv
Age: 135
Gender: Male
Race: Super Mutant

Appearance: 10ft tall if he isn't slouching (which he does tend to do a lot of). He's got a wicked nasty scar going from the upper left of the top of his head (where he has a metal plate over his skull under his skin on the left side) to the inner side of his right temple diagonally downwards over his eye to his right cheekbone. The eyelids over his right eye are heavily scared and permanently shut (stitched that way with steel wire) so there's no way to see what is left of his right eye, if there's even anything there. He's got other pretty nasty scars all over him, but that's definitely the worst of the lot. His undamaged eye is perfectly normal (green and slit-pupiled). His face is more like that of a west-coast mutant, where he's originally from, so he lacks the fixed snarling grimace. He walks with a limp, favoring his left side both in walking and in fighting. It's obvious that whatever took his eye did a number to the right side of his body and not all of it is obvious physical damage. If at all possible, he manages to look even more grim and surly than your average mutant.

Personality: Despite everything about his appearance, his fighting style, his pyromaniacal tendencies, and his general being-a-super-mutant, Skiv is actually a pretty decent guy. Part of this is due to the fact that he's actually from the west coast and sees the Capitol Wasteland's super mutant population as ignorant savages. If you're fair to him, he's fair to you and he treats everyone equally and fairly.

Skill: Bug Guns, Sniper Rifles, Melee

Weapons: Heavy Incinerator, M107 sniper rifle re-outfitted to be shot left-handed that is perfect for taking out mutants, and a conspicuously large Shishkebab made with a cut off, jagged vertibird propeller blade instead of a mower blade to better fit his size. The Shishkebab and Incinerator run off the same tank and fuel. He's also known to nick any and all grenades in his immediate vicinity if they're not called for.

Clothing/Armor: Skiv got into a fight with a Master once and won.. and stole all his clothes. He's also gone through a junkyard and came out the other side. His armor tends to be a slight bit.. eclectic. And made of junk.

Bio: Skiv was in the Master's army, but that's ancient history as far as he's concerned. He came east after learning of high super mutant activity in the D.C. area and was horribly disappointed by what he found there. As far as Skiv is concerned, these mutants are not his brothers and he lays absolutely no claims to them whatsoever. That isn't to say that he absolutely hates them and wants them all dead, he just doesn't see them as kin like he would other mutants like himself. He feels about them much the same way many humans feel about tribals.

He is still new to the D.C. area and so was caught totally off guard by things going to hell in a handbasket. He was besieged by a large group of his not-brothers and barely escaped with his life. They saw him as an outsider and attacked him. In that battle, he lost his eye and suffered some fairly severe brain damage on the left side that he was very lucky to come out alive from. Due to this, though, his motor skills in the right side of his body are compromised and he tends to have mental "episodes" that entail him going into a tirade of swearing that usually makes little to no sense whatsoever. He doesn't become violent during these moments, but if one didn't know him, they'd certainly feel threatened.

Though it is a fight against his own kind, Skiv heard the radio message and decided to join and help these humans fight off the mutant threat. As said before, he doesn't really see these mutants as kin and feels that in this Renther fellow these mindless super mutants have found their own Master.. one that could be far worse than the Master he followed so many years ago. His Master failed, and for good reason, so this one should fail, too, for even better reason.