(got the template from a different site)

{Basic(s)}
Name: Tater
Nickname: Tate
Age: 47
Race/Species: Deathclaw
Hometown: Vault 13
Occupation: Mercenary

{Physical}
Eyes: Suffers from complete Heterochromia, left is Hazel while right is Blue
Hair: None, though possesses short spikes along his back
Body: More Humanoid than a normal Deathclaws, strong and well-muscled
Face: Elongated and pointed, though a bit shorter than most Deathclaws
Height: 8, 3
Weight: 267 lbs

{Skills}
1. Unarmed
2. Small guns (can utilize them because of his shorter nails)
3. Sneak
4. Lockpick
5. Repair
6. Outdoorsman

{Equipment}
Weapons: 1x Deathclaw Gauntlet, he will sometime use this in close range to make up for his short claws
1x Scoped Hunting Rifle

Armor: Crude cloth outfit made from scraps that have been sewn together which covers his entire body, has a hood which he keeps thrown over his head to cover his horns, iron plates that fit over his chest, forearms, and shins, Leather patches that cover his thighs, abdomen and upper arms that are sewn into the cloth outfit, he wears a black cloth mask with eyeholes over his face which has bits of broken hockey masks sewn into it

Items:
14 magazines for Rifle
80 caps
3 Stimpacks
2 Med-X
Rucksack carrying 5x Brahmin steak, 10x Mole Rat meat, 8x Dog meat, 6x Bloatfly meat and 3 gallon jugs of irradiated water (being a Deathclaw he needs to consume more than a human)

{Personality}
Tate is holds the deep moral views of his clan intact, but after witnessing the ruthless slaughter of his entire family he became withdrawn and less merciful as his previous family was, he places little stock in life, even his own, seeing to make the most of his time here, carving out and surviving whenever and wherever he can, he has decided that if his death may come, so be it, even though he has so little faith in humanity he still avoids killing needlessly, he helps those in need, but only if it doesn't blow his cover, or spell death or excessive trouble for himself

{Background}
(For those of you who haven't figured it out yet, this is the baby Deathclaw that hung out around the Mother Deathclaw in Vault 13 in Fallout 2, his name is a reference to the only word he could say, "p-o-t-a-t-e-r")
Tate was born prematurely and was the only Deathclaw that had been born at the time that the Enclave invaded Vault 13, when the sounds of fighting broke out the Mother turned to her son, she rushed to the side of the cavern and with her massive strength quickly dug out a spot for the little Deathclaw, she looked him in the eyes "little one, you are our last hope, wait in her till the sounds stop, then dig yourself and run, flee, go as far as your legs will take you and don't stop until you are absolutely sure of your own security, don't look back" and with that she swiped the dirt over him, hiding him, then turned and let out a bestial roar and ran to meet her death, the tiny Deathclaw shivered amongst the cold earth and his Mother's words, which didn't make entire sense to him, he sat for hours listening to the sound of his family dying and slowly fell asleep to it, when he awoke the sounds had stopped, so he dug his way out, he looked around the cavern to the sight of his brothers and sisters eggs smashed, some of his siblings broken and mangled bodies lay on the ground, covered in yolk and blood and dirt, he slowly made his way out of the vault, passing the remains of his family and dead Enclave soldiers, everyone had died, everyone, he found his Mother near the entrance, she had fought valiantly but in the end succumbed to hundreds of plasma scorches, he lay beside her and wept, a dry bleating sound, soft tears rolled down his scaly cheeks, after many hours he steeled himself for what he must do next, he ran from the vault, ran and ran, he eventually found a vast library, abandoned and empty, though blown apart in several places, it was no matter to him, it would offer shelter and was a source of knowledge, he found a nice place under some toppled bookshelves and collapsed, he awoke later and spent a few years in the library, learning all he could, he never reached the intelligence of Goris, but he was reached the level of an average human, though his speech was stunted due to his inability to actually interact with other humans and practice, he made crude metal and scraps of cloth into an outfit that would hide his appearance, because of his premature birth he stood more upright and his claws were shorter, as was his tail, he was just as powerful and agile as any Deathclaw but this helped him hide his appearance more easily, allowing him to engage in battle and many activities without taking his outfit off, he traveled extensively from this point, working as a mercenary when he could

Umm you cannot be a Deathclaw and I prefer that you use the character sheet that I provided

I had no idea that a Deathclaw was so capable of human/ghoul/Super Mutant abilities to fire guns and speak! :facepalm: Also, reserved spot for me. I'll come up with something tomorrow?

Awesome we need another person

As a surviving Member of the Vault 13 Deathclaws he would have the ability to speak, and his ability to fire guns is due to a birth defect in which his growth of claws, tail, and snout were stunted, since his claws are shorter they would be suited to pulling triggers, also i don't understand why a Deathclaw would not be allowed, they may be more agile and stronger than the average but not horribly so and i would think that the fact that he would be stunted in situations of social interactions would make him being a little stronger and a little faster a fair trade-off, the armor may hide his appearance but he stills speaks in horribly broken sentences, at 8 feet tall and covered from head to toe in an ensemble that can be described, at best, as "crude" and speaking the way he does he's not exactly going to be the life of the party lol

I think you should let him be a Deathclaw. And if you've played Fallout (2?) the Deathclaws are intelligent, and peaceful. And the smaller ones are like the size of a human, and if one was born prematurely, it'd be even smaller. Sounds like he's more of a mutant than a deathclaw, anyway.

Alright you can be a Deatclaw but you cannot be like the ones in fallout 3

Of course, those are unbelievable lol, Thank You

Yeah the only reason I said no in the first place was because if you ever got in a fight with another character you would be able to rip them to shreds but now I guess and maybe my guy will meet up with your guy...uhh I mean lizard

May I reserve a spot? I am typing up my character sheet now.

Why Luck yes you can and I hope you do we need as much people as possible in this war for Manhattan!

Here is some more info on the RP.

I will be doing quests in this were people will have to PM me to be apart of it ex. The Liberation Of Little Italy - Liltlle Italy has had some troubles with raiders recentley they need help in fending them off ot you could help the raiders out what will you do? and the first x amount of people to PM me to be involved will be involved when the quest is done you will get a certain amount of Renown in Manhattan and people will start to know about you via The Manhattan Radio

ooc: I like the fact that Inferoo57 has put so much effort into his character. Deathclaws are evilly powerful in the game, but RPs usually dont have hit points so he might be fast and strong but a bullet through the brain would still put him down. How accuratley can he shoot? It just seems like his rifle would be hard to hold with his long arms but I can kinda see how it would work out.

Funny how you said it "Out Of Character" LOL

sorry, habit. forgot we hadnt started

edit: Message to all: If I forget to post for a while and my character is supposed to do something for the story, go ahead and take control of him. I'm not a picky person and I can distracted, but I don't want to slow anything down.

here is my character sheet:


Name: Radance

Age: 24

Race/Gender: Caucasian, female

Faction/Side: Manhatten Rangers

Appearance: sickly pale, with cold gray eyes. Usually covers her face with a shawl, so to conceal her face. She is around 5' 6, blonde dyed gray with soot.

Primary Skills(6): Hiding, observing, hunting (tracking) , sharpshooter, sniping.

Weapon(s): A sniper rifle she put together with a large scope. a switchblade for other uses.

Armor/Clothing: Lightly cloaked, with a light variant of ash gray combat armor with short sleeves underneath, and a shawl that cover the lower half of her face.

Medical Items: 2 stimpaks and medical brace.

Misc Items/Food & Drink: iguana on sticks is her favorite treat, and she carries them around, along with a zippo half full.

Personality: Quiet, reserve, and more a loner, but have a deep hatred for the Enclaves as two years ago she lost her brother to them. Have the patience to wait until the best moment

Bio: More of native and grew up in the general area of new york. Her older brother took care of her, teaching her the way to survive. Then later, she joined the ranks of the Rebels at a very young age as her brother was one of them as well. With the incidents against the Enclaves, she lost her brother, and she had developed an almost instinct hatred against them. Now she joined the Manhattan Rangers in keeping with her past as one of the Rebels. Now she had grown up....


P.S. I would be willing to fend off raiders...

OOC:hope its not to late josh

Name:Jonny crusade

age:28

Race/gender:caucasin,male

Faction side: no one yet

Apperance:long black hair, rough beard, green eyes, musculer, 6,4, mysterious.

Primary skills: small guns, mele weapons, speech, barter,lock pick, sneak.

Weapons: a revolver his father gave him, combat knife

Armor/clothing:leather jacket, jeans, black t-shirt, boot, fingerless gloves.

Med items, 3 stimpacks, 1 medx

misc/food:water.

Personality: known for his smarts, can be very funny, is very "street smart" also.

Bio: Jonny was born to two loving parnets but when he was 18 his parents were killed by chronicals, ever since his has ben looking for his parents murder. During that time he has been a merc and is a well known person in manhattan.

When you say raiders you mean the actual raiders or the central park raiders, either one is good though infact kill both!


Accepted

Current members:
Josh gro-Grahz - Mark Never
mere - Malcome Rigot
The Comedian - William Ickis
ShadowStrike - Jonathan Daniels
grandobision - Micheal Ford
Stream - Tucker Meris
Inferoo357 - Tater (tot lol)
Why Luck - Radance
ringman - Jonny Crusade

I will be starting this in a 7-8 hours

Josh gave me permission to be the Chronicle Leader, that was my character before by the way

Name: Amy Holden

Age: 24

Race/Gender: Caucasian, Female

Faction/Side: Chronicle

Appearance: Fairly small, toughened muscles by the harshness of the Wasteland. Light brown long hair tied in band. Tanned and looks very attractive (all part of the plan guys...)

Primary Skills(6): Sneak, Lockpick, Speech, Melee, Small Guns, Barter

Weapon(s): 2 Concealed Switchblades, Desert Eagle

Armor/Clothing: http://www.blogcdn.com/www.stylelist.com/blog/media/2009/03/diane-von-furstenberg-asha-cashmere-wrap-dress,-$595-at-saks-fifth-avenue.jpg

Medical Items: 5 Stimpacks

Misc Items/Food & Drinks: Water bottle, Canned soup and beans.

Personality: Amy is never arrogant but usually good at getting what she wants. Loves to talk and find out information and likes to have a look around. Respects everyone who is on her side, but can be nice to Rebels too. Mainly works herself nowadays and wanders alone. Thinks about a lot of things.

Bio:
Before Amy joined the Chronicles

Was born in Manhatton, loved the life there. Childhood was great for her, she loved to make friends and explore the ruins. Another hobby she liked to do was steal things from peoples houses. She got caught once and was severely punished. Vowed never to steal again. Later on she heard people wanted to fix the city up, make it civilised. These people were called Rebels, she hated them immediately. She didn't want change, things were perfect here. Seen a flier which asked for help to stop these rebels, these people who needed help were called the Chronicals. Amy took her best dress, her switchblade and her gun.
She is searching for the people to help keep this city as it is.

When Amy joined the Chronicles

Amy progressed through the ranks very quickly, she was a great agent. Met a man called Josh on the way, became close friends with him. Her first mission was to kill the second in command rebel leader, she used her good looks to lure the guards away from the Rebel Second in Command. Then stabbed him in the back. Her second mission was to kill her own parents! Amy absolutely hated her parents so she sought them out and murdered them.
She was promoted to Second in Command after that, Josh was promoted just a rank below her. Nobody knew but Amy secretly loved Josh, but she was afraid to tell him.
Later on Scarlet gave her yet another mission and it was to kill a man named Marcox. Amy took Josh, and a few other chronicles. Before that they had a run in with an extremely annoying Rebel name Bloodletter, so they knocked him out. At night they snuck in and found Marcox, Amy blasted a hole through his heart. Straight after that however Amy knew this wasn't her, she couldn't just leave because she would get caught and killed. So she had to destroy the source, Scarlet Rose, the chronicle leader. Josh was angry at her which upset her, but she ran and ignored his vibes.
She reached the base and killed the receptionist. Scarlets office was close by so she ran and kicked in the door. Scarlet knew Amy was after her and she wanted to duel Amy, without any guns. Josh barged in and then Bloodletter, they fought together and then Josh tackled Bloodletter out the window.
Which left Amy to fight Scarlet. It was a silent fight.
Amy was victorious, and she vaulted out the window and looked for Josh. He was dead. She left and disappeared into the night.

Amy's comeback.

After a week of mourning Amy decided to come back to the Chronicles. They were a wreck, and when Amy arrived they surprisingly welcomed her with open arms. They name Amy the leader, she refuses to point out who she is and very few people actually know what she looks like. Only the high ranked Chronicles have seen her face. Still goes out on missions and thinks a lot. Doesn't stay in the base much, usually wanders around.

Accepted but you know some people that die come back to life.

WOOT! responding to the question of how skilled Tater is with his gun: Tater is quite good with his rifle, it is the only gun he uses since it is relatively easier to repair than sniper rifles etc. and he doesn't need close range weapons because most of the time his claws can do the trick, since he is a mercenary he needed some weapon that would afford him range, as most people who played with Goris in Fallout 2 know, Goris gets shredded by multiple opponents or a few heavily armored opponents (Frank Horrigan battle on the tanker? if those turrets aren't on your side Goris is toast lol) so as a mercenary he'd need to prepare for any scenario, not least of which would be facing multiple opponents, now Tater is no scholar, but he does have the sense to dodge behind a rock instead of rush at a group of heavily armed opponents (a skill most of us probably wished Goris would use)

People come back to life! (onder who that will be) o ya is it only me that noticeses that the manhattan mobs leaders name is DON VITO LOLOLOLOLOL

disregaurd this

Two of the same posts?
Just to fix a mistake?
You could have just edited.

crap it said flood controll was enabled on it when i did the first on ill get it