Noah’s Ark Vault Rp sign up
Date: October 23, 2077. Location: Town in a valley in Idaho

In an open jeep and two heavy anti aircraft tucks, the soldiers of S (Spotter) Battery’s Gun Section Seven followed a steep twisting road with drifting fog toward a valley with Noah’s Ark Vault.
Gusting winds shook the canvas sides of the labouring trucks and swept in erratic spirals around the sergeant driving the support jeep and the corporal scanning the bright blue sky for enemy aircraft.

A large town appeared blurred in the fog the Vault shown itself in the distance the paranoid people where lined up waiting to get inside others where enjoying there Saturday evening. Sergeant Miguel Dock raised a hand and Corporal Smits in the lead truck acknowledged the gesture with his horn, the single beeping noise lost almost instantly in the cold wind. The A.A convoy stopped on a small ledge near a tangled mass of brush that stopped the wind, their mission was to watch for any Canadian Aircraft sneaking into the area. Smits swung his truck around into another pasture giving all the Cannons a full field of fire. The sergeant set up an Arial scanning device while everyone else listened for the roar of a jet engine ignoring the hustle and bustle of cars in the town.

Later the Sergeant reported that contact with D.C was lost and we need to immediately report to the nearest military instillation. The alarm in the town sounded off but no body seemed to care. The small convoy packed up with haste and was headed to Pat Recon Base 4 miles at the on the other side of town. Docker who was Smits best friend was sitting in the spotter seat or what others call it (Shotgun) picked up his Binoculars to scan the sky. A black figure was circling the town as jet engines filled the sky with a roar then two jets shot across the town at mock 2, the Navigation system quickly identified them as Chinese spec ops fighters.

The Sergeant screamed to step the speed up then an armada of Chinas new jet bomber built for speed and heavy bombing or nukes appeared. They where targeting the Vault and town, the Vault thought Smit in his head. The truck veered off the road followed by the other the sergeant screamed over the radio a fighter then came after him and blasted the sergeant full of holes. They slammed the brakes at the Vault entrance and ran into the cave, the door was shutting. Smits and Docker sprinted with speed down the cave past other families bailing through just when the door rolled into place. Screams of Families echoed outside the door begging to be let in. Another soldier was weeping on the ground.

This vault was not a vault made for saving humans, but the animals of North America. what will happen in the Vault is a mystery to be uncovered. Mystery lays behind secrets this Vault will have many twist and turns to keep that player interested, Anything can happen if the players agree. Like all vaults none where made to save Man kind but to test on them......will you be a victim you dicide?


Rules:
1: Im OverSeer (I'm the Boss)
2: No arguing
3: If there is an issue go onto OOC Topic
3: No controlling other Rp players (need permission)
4: Obbey Vault rules (ask if not)
5: Obbey all rules
6: Any late joiners are allowed In
7: The nukes will drop when I choose them too
8: Pet Dogs and Cats may be allowed to be with you Rp Character
9: Relationships allowed

How to join this Rp: (Short and Brief)
Name:
Age:
Race:
six: Male/Female
Appearance:
Family/Friends:
How you made it to Noah's Vault:
What was your past life job:
What do you want to do for a job in the Vault:
Personality:

(Me)
Name: Dan Denwich
Age: 42
Race: Caucasian
six: Male
Vault Job: OverSeer
Pre-Life Job: Vault tech scientist
Appearance: Rough Beard, blue eyes
Family/Friends: Everyone close to him is dead
Personality: Smug, lies, evil lies behind his eyes. Runs a strick Vault.

People in Rp:
Arrow Slayer (Name:Smits Vectov)
Arrow Slayer (Name:Dan Denwich)
Galen (Name:Nariko Hoshi)
icouldntthinkofaname (Name: John Kennedy)
Your mom=My brother (Name:John Marlowe)
Imperator Augustus (Name:Joachim Lacroix)
reidster338 (Name:Ares Warren)
Yttrium (Reserved)
DarkZerker (Name: Michael Young)(Alias: Test Subject: #42)

Sheet much?

Gawwwwhhh laziness has taken over me tonight. reserve me.

Do we really need a sheet?

Fixed no more sheet

Fixed no more Sheet

Read Rp above on how to creat character, no more sheet.

This is no normal vault...... :0

Since most of the intro was about the soldiers (He will be one of many for the main plot actions if none of you know)

Name: Nariko Hoshi
Age: 19
Race: Asian
six: Male
Appearance: Sickly, medium hair (always mostly covered by a hat), grey eyes (and bad eyesight).
Family/Friends: Blind sister named Akira (14/Also Asian), parents and brother are dead
Past job: News photographer
Possible vault job: Detective
Personality: Protective of his sister, very intelligent, unsure about the human race, easily distracted, can't stand scorpions

Brought to the area by their parents. Their parents left Japan after involvement with their family's mafia.
Everything was fine until (just as the threat of war became urgent) his family was abducted by loggers on the terms of being "Chinese terrorists bastards".
His family was kept in a dank basemant and "interrogated" for a week (gas was burned in front of their eyes). Until they, drunken, lined them against a wall of the basemant with their hands tied behind their backs. They all turned on their captors at once, attempting to dodge the shotgun haze. His parents and older brother were cut down instantly but he was able to fling himself onto his younger sister. The loggers threw him off of her and as they held a shotgun to her head, he kicked one of the two holding him in the crotch. The other turned the shotgun he was holding in one had on him and blasted. He dodged just enough for the other who was now hunched over to be hit in the side.
He then wiped around and kicked the shotgun wielding logger in the back of the knees, throwing the logger to the ground. He picked up the incoherent logger's shotgun, while using him as a shield, and fired at the one holding his sister down, killing him.
The last logger with a shotgun fired at him, killing his shield.
Seeing as they both were holding double barrels and that his was no longer loaded, he flung it at the logger before the logger could fire one last time. The double barrel hit the logger in the shoulder, throwing him back less than Nariko had hoped. It also didn't give him enough time to get to the logger before he reared back and knocked Nariko to the ground, with the shotgun trained on him.
As he looked down the barrel of the gun, waving back and forth, he thought his life was over.
Just in time, his sister head butted the logger in the stomach and, as he was reeling back, swept her feet under him which threw him to the ground. She stood over him and forced her foot onto what she hoped was his throat (blind). Nariko didn't have much time for relief, as the shot rang through the forest and he saw his sister thrown to the ground.
Nariko wasted no time in gouging the logger's eyes with his still tied hands that he had slid under his feet. He left the logger struggling and yelling on the ground as he ran to his sister, trying his best to not look at the bodies.
She had been hit in side, thankfully avoiding most of the blast. He pulled her unconscious body into the logging truck seats after finding the keys on one of the dead hics.
He drove into the road, being sure to crush the living one's legs. He was surprised at how much traffic there was today.
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As he ran over the hills to the closest place with medical treatment (after abandoning the truck to traffic) he began to make out the vault. And the people all attempting to force their way in at once.
Before he had time to think he heard several gunshots and explosions close to him and saw that there was a small, closing line in the crowd. His legs felt like they would snap off at any moment from running so far and so long while holding his wounded sister.
He shot through the crowd, dodging screaming people and apparently following two men with guns as they pushed through the crowd.
With amazing luck, he had made it to the entrance of Noah's "Ark".
For some reason he looked back as he ran. And saw something that gave him a new sense of urgency: Bombs fell from an armada of planes flying towards them.
He turned back to see that the door was half shut and he was just feet from it.
In one last ditch effort, he threw his sister just through the doors as they closed and slid across the ground just between the last area of the door that hadn't closed.

All he could think was, "Everyone! Get away from the door!" He was scared out of his mind.
He and his sister were alive but as he stared at the vanishing beam of sunlight on the floor he got a very bad feeling.
It was almost as if he didn't know if this was a place of salvation or if this was hell itself.

I'm glad that this rp doesn't have many members. It feels better that way.

Name:John Kennedy
Age:20
Race:Caucasian
six: Male/Female:Male
Appearance:http://im.in.com/connect/images/profile/aug2009/John_F._Kennedy_300.jpg
Family/Friends:David Kennedy (Father, 40), Mary Kennedy (Mother, 20), Kate Kennedy (Sister, 13), Anne Bishop (Girlfriend, 20), Daniel Williams (Friend, 19)
How you made it to Noah's Vault:His father was a prominent man in the Stock Exchange.
What was your past life job:USMC Marine
What do you want to do for a job in the Vault:Assistant to Overseer (Vice Overseerer I guess)
Personality:Nice, stubborn, a bit "womanizing"

He was born in Boston to David and Mary Kennedy as their first child. As a child, he grew up getting everything he wanted, as his father was one of the richest men in the US, maybe even the world. When he was 10, he began to take a liking to a girl named Anne Bishop, by the time he was 13, they were dating. He got his first gun at 13, which was a Kar-98-K. He became a quick and accurate shot soon, even surpassing his father's record. He made good grades in school, enough to keep him at a B+ average. At 18, he signed on with the USMC and became a Marine. He served a tour of duty in Alaska and returned home. He soon reserved a spot in a Vault close to his home for his family and closest friends.

You put alot of work in you character Galen, good job.

You both are accepted.

Right... what are we doing?

Name: John Marlowe
Age: 24
Race: White-American-small bit of Irish, Russian,
six: Male
Appearance: 6'4, small moustache, cowboy outfit, cowboy hat, rough-but-cool looking, combed med. blackish brown hair.
Family/Friends: Many brothers around NA. Has a little sister of 17. A black cat and brown beagle.
How you made it to Noah's Vault: Sneaked in with sister when noone was looking at midnight.
What was your past life job: "Robin hood" Outlaw who stole from the rich and gave to the poor. Very famous.
What do you want to do for a job in the Vault: Small part of security, investigator/detective of the vault.
Personality: Had a hard life as a western kid. Grew up in an orphanage with his sister, Catherine. Very rough, kind of rude to snobby people, gives people the "eye".


Should I post a cs for his other family member, his sister, or not?

No, but if you want to go ahead It. It wont change anything.

Is your cat in the Vault or other familt members? Or is it just your sister


(Your accepted)

Galen Its the Rp sign up so really since this is going slow, where doing nothing until at least a few more people join I hope (An Rp is more easy too controll when there are few people but anyone is still accepted)

Just wondering, how old are you?

Here ye are.

Name: Ares Warren
Age: 25
Race: Caucasian
six: Male
Vault Job: Gaurd
Pre-Life Job: Thug, stole for a living.
Appearance: dark brown messy hair, tan face, 6"0, brown eyes, muscular body
Family/Friends: no one
Personality: Interested in money and money only. Quite egotistical.

Will add rest in a few sorry.

This will be my first RP on this forum (if I'm accepted, that is :whistling: ) though not my first RP in general.

Name: Joachim Lacroix

Age: 19

Race: Mixed (Black/Caucasian)

six: Male

Appearance: Long, slightly bushy brown hair that comes down almost to his eyes, prominent jawline complimented by somewhat gaunt cheeks from lack of a regular diet. Hazel eyes that seem black in low lighting, also a tan complexion. Height: 6'1 Weight: 150 lbs

Family/Friends: Armand Lacroix, Joachim's father died of cancer brought on by radiation exposure, though not the way you think. This was roughly a year before the bombs dropped and he was in a nuclear testing facility presenting a new type of warhead to a few big wigs in the old government.

According to the accident reports some sort of melt down occurred and Armand, along with all of his staff were exposed to fatal amounts of radiation. Watching his once powerful, intimidating father whittle down to skin and bones had an effect on young Joachim, and he immediately decided he wouldn't get into the weapons business as his father had.

How you made it to Noah's Vault: A mixture of luck and misfortune. After Joachim's father passed and control of his vast company shifted to him, Joachim liquidated the weapons manufacturing empire and began investing in nuclear prevention programs. As tensions built up between the various superpowers of his time, Joachim knew what was coming. He immediately used a large portion of his wealth to purchase himself a spot in one of the few vaults left, having no idea what it's actual purpose was.

What was your past life job: Millionaire playboy. Joachim had received a decent education at Harvard Law (his father donated a large sum to the renown university to ensure this) but in his 19 years he made it a habit of blowing through his fathers money in various typical ways. Due to his upbringing he received advanced classes in fencing as well as hand to hand combat training from various personal trainers (this was in part due to the fights Joachim would get himself into due to his big mouth).

What do you want to do for a job in the Vault: Whatever may be required of him. His skills are fairly limited to protecting himself and spending money, however.

Personality: Almost annoyingly calm under pressure. Will often make jokes in inappropriate times to try and "lighten the mood". Of course like anybody else he has a serious side. Joa will get down right vicious if he feels he, or Jameson is being threatened. Can be a "smart ass" on account of his education which has gotten him into many fist fights in his life time.

Edit: Expanded on his appearance and background a bit.

Imperator and reidster you both accepted

If you read my cs the cat, dog, and sister are all in the vault along with john...

+Not trying to complain but why in the world would the president be in this rp, better yet a vault full of horse [censored] and cows? John F. Kennedy is dead you know, way before fallout. Just thought this was kinda stupid-_-

Ha this made me laugh :celebration:

That is true about him being dead but, Famous people get named after past family members, plus maybe he went to this vault too keep a low profile and maybe other vaults where full?


Also I never said the entire Vault was full of horse [censored] and cows.

I said I'll join so I will, I might be a little busy for most today but I'll see if I can I character sheet up, if your still open to other players.

Mom, I'd like to point out that I just placed a random guy in there. Its not the JFK, its just a guy named John Kennedy, Kennedy is a common last name, you know.

Allright, I'm in no rush to take as long as you would like. (I'm open for players)

Oh I see now that's its a radom guy. I mean its obviouse. He only is a rich guy like a U.S. president, plus he only looks JUST like John F. Kennedy. Silly me!