Well, my last few RP's failed but I'm determined to make this one work!

The year is 2297, the Capital Wasteland is now a desolant, isolated area. Their was two factions known as the Brotherhood of Steel and The Enclave, each had their own goals both moral and immoral but their lust for War ended humanity once again as the process of rebuilding it would indeed be very difficult. The Enclave dropped a new wave of Nuclear Bombs in 2294. Exactly three years ago and the population doesn't even have barely twenty people. Mutated creatures and Mutants are not the worry, before the war even happened they were defeated the only thing worth worrying about were Ghouls. They weren't normal Ghouls, every person in the Wasteland excluding the few that survived were Ghouls. They were more endurant, stronger, and hungrier. But their were those who survived in the midst of the destruction. The only Vault remaining was Vault 101, the same Vault the infamous Lone Wanderer had left. Even he was now a Ghoul. When the news broke out over the radio their would be an attack the Vault door was open, as many people took refuge there. When they entered inside the Vault was empty, their was nobody in sight as they survived the attacks.

Now a man named Mark Price was going to lead a group to the Commonwealth where everything was supposedly stable. Price was a very ambitious man, he embraced the survial instinct and was willing to kill to protect his allies. The Vault Weapons expert had left many weapons behind in the Vaults armory, these weapons would aid the Alliance as they called themselves in their venture. Now a few people would have to kill every Ghoul that stands between them and freedom as they scavenge what they can, and try to seek shelter. That journey will be hard and dangerous but each one of them have the survival instinct.

Name:Mark Price

Age:34
Gender:Male

Faction/Side:'The Alliance'

Appearance:Similar to Denzel Washington

Weapon(s):M110 Semi-Automatic Sniper. 2x Desert Eagle Pistols. Trench Knife

Armor/Clothing:Roverng Trader Outfit with Armor underneath it. Sunglasses.

Medical Items:Stimpacks. Blood Packs

Misc Items/Food & Drink:Mole Rat Meat. Purified Water.

Personality:Price is a determined and focused soldier, he never surrenders and has garnered a great deal of expierence roaming the Wasteland. He has a temper, and if he has pushed then blood will be spilt.

Bio:It is unknown where he grew up, but he worked for the Regulators and wore his badge with honour. When he heard the bombs would fall he had no time to return to the shack as he went to vault 101. For the past three years he's been held up there with the other survivors has they look for a way to the Commonwealth. He also his an expert with firearms mostly Silenced weapons as he worked his contracts with stealth. He will lead his troops up North in an attempt to gain freedom from the clutches of the Wasteland.

Seems like a cool RP.

Name:Daniel Travers.

Gender:Male

Age: 48

Appearence: Brown ragged hair, green eyes, tan skin.

Weapons: 1 44.cal magnum, Spiked knuckles, Hunting Rifle with sling.

Medical items: Pre-War medical kit containing stimpacks/bandages etc.

Faction:The Alliance

Misc: Lockpicks,Screwdriver

Armor: Tinkered-with (strengthened) Leather armor

Personality: A quiet lonely man. Daniel is not to be messed with in a fight.

Bio:A former friend of the Lone Wanderer, daniel used to work in a factory that tinkered with radiation. He seems to have built up a resistance to the stuff.

You're accepted! I'm just waiting for a few more.

Cool idea, but I cant commit to it as of yet, as I'm already in two RP's. I'll PM you if I find that I have the time to spare for this.

So, yeah. Good luck, I'll be reading the posts!

PS:DO NOT dual wield Deagles, it is literally, physically, impossible for almost anyone to do, and the few that can cant hit anything doing it due to the kick. Remmber,

"Akimbo is the epitome of stupidity."
-Semper Fi

Thanks Sannes, and no I won't be Dual Wielding them. I have one for back up

Good. Nothing bigger than a .40 S&W can EVER be dual wielded accurately, as .45's tend to be too heavy and most revolvers are awkward to fire dual.

Oh, Sannes. Damn your knowledge of guns. You're always the most informative, haha.
Can I reserve a spot? That is, if you don't mind be being a little rusty at first?

Hello Comedian It's been awhile since we roleplayed together. Of course you can reserve a spot! Fill out the sign up when you're ready.

Cool. ive been trying to brush up on my Rp`ing skills since the last time i rp`ed i epically failed. :read:

Thanks Com, I do my best to be the forums resident Lead-Head. At least there can never be an argument about weapons on this forum that I cant end before it gets past three posts.

And Lone Wanderer, while I'm on a roll, what exactly do you mean by ".45 Cal Magnum". Do you mean its chambered for the .45 http://www.ravenammunition.com/cartridge_images/45_WinMag.jpgRound, such as this http://www.calzaretta.com/scans/wildey-small3.jpg, or one of the old black-powder .45 Diameter round http://zombiesgunsandiron.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/colt_model_1873_single_action_army_cavalry_revolver_441.jpg. Or do you mean a revolver in .44 Mag?

Anyone going to join then?

sannes vallen i actually mean the 44 magnum from Fallout 3 i ended up missing by 1 digit. my bad.

'tis okay, just edit it and your good. Scoped or Non-Scoped? If its scoped, you have to give that information.

I'll post my sheet tonight, but I can't say how far this will go. I mean, to me it just seems this forum is going to come to another halt.

I'll send you a sheet in a few minutes. Looks interesting.

Eh. The new Vault 34 RP is going along nicely, though its still in its opening stages. Remember, forum stand-stills only occur if people quit joining RP's because they think that there is going to be a forum standstill.

PS:Give me a few minutes to dig up a sheet out of my archives.

Comedian I plan on keeping this open, also I'm glad to see some experienced Roleplayer's are joining

Here 'ya go! I'll play the "Walking Arsenal" Shoot first, and dont bother asking questions later, 'cause everyone'll be dead by then.

Name:Jansen Shepard

Nickname:"Jans"

Eye Color:Blue-grey

Hair color:Ash-grey, just one shade away from jet black, which he wears tied back in a long hunters braid.

Height:5'4"

Bio/Appearence:Short and thin,but with muscular arms and legs from many years of hard labor,and a dusky complection,he has thin,sharp features.He is of Blackfoot indian ancestry and his father knew much of the tribal ways,he has grown up a skilled fighter, tracker, and hunter, proficent with both firearms and in hand to hand combat.He shirks command in favor of working around others abilities,but will take control of a failing situation if need be.

Armor/Clothing:A sturdy leather vest over a lightweight shirt and a pair of stitched and re-stitched jeans that used to be blue but are now the color of dust and mud.He has bandolier set will shotgun shells and a small satchel for storing food and medicine,as well as a canteen for water.

Food:A few loaves of hardened flatbread baked so that it never goes stale and a canteen of lightly irradiated water,safe enough to drink,but not very good tasting.

Medicine:Three syrenges of precious morphine and a half-full bottle of pain pills,along with some gauze and antibiotic spray.

Weapons:http://www.imfdb.org/images/2/2e/Remington870PoliceFolded.jpg with a folding stock. http://www.gunblast.com/images/Taurus-Judge/DSC00272.jpg, loaded with a .410 every other round.

Ammunition:Twin bandoliers of 20 shotgun shells strapped across his chest, and 20 .410's and 20 .45 Colts o a bwlt bandolier.

Name: Josh Smith
Age: 28
Race: Caucasian
six: Male
Physical Appearance: Blue eyes, brown, shaggy hair, 5'10, 190 pounds. Lean build
Armor: Leather
Weapons: M4A1 Assault Rifle with stock sights, and a modified clip holding 35 bullets (total bullet count: 150)
Secondary: .44 Magnum (total bullet count: 50)
Misc: 4 stimpacks, chips and a Nuka-Cola
Bio: None (Can't think much of one for this type of RP except your run-of-the-mill thing. Thought I'd save you the trouble of reading it )

So is this o.k.? Or should I tone down anything?

Just tell me what's wrong with it, and it shall be changed.

Name: William Lyons
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 5"11'

Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin Color: Ghostly white

Hair Style: Shaved
Facial Features: Stubble around chin, a few scratches & bruises here and there, rounded face.
Other Appearances: Muscular, athletic build. Large feet.

Weapon(s):

- H&K MG4 w/ EOTech 552 Holographic Sight & Vertical Grip (Kept around his lower back)
- PP-19 Bizon w/ 4x ACOG Scope (Strap around the back of neck, being held down to side)
- Bronze Kukri w/ bone hand & steel sheeth (Strapped around upper back/shoulders)

Armor/Clothing:
- Regular Clothing - Dark brown T-Shirt under brown duster, Blue jeans, black steel toed/rubber soled boots.
- Armor - Old, old rusted Brotherhood of Steel Chest plate & Left Shoulder Plate. Combat armor leggings, with a brown back tied around the knee to hold misc. items. Back is protected by a Kevlar Vest and a backpack

Medicine/Misc. Items: 3 Stimpacks, 1 bottle of water.

Personality: Open to everyone, specifically his friends. Not afraid to speak his mind, and not afraid to hold his ground. Accepts any and all opinions/observations. Calm through bleak or seemingly hopeless situations. A very friendly person.

Bio: A member of the Lyons family, William was born directly into the brotherhood of steel. His childhood and teenage years were spent training, and never leaving the Brotherhood base of operations. His first time leaving - Age 16 - was also the first time he experienced battle. In the center of the Mall, his entire platoon was killed. Lyons and another were the only survivors, for one reason; they ran.

William became the only Lyons left, and also the only one who was never admitted into the Pride as a leader. Because of his cowardice, he was lowered in ranks, and sent into a nearly meaningless Brotherhood job. He was sent out to recreate the world.

Fast Forward...

The word of an attack came over the radio, and the door to 101 was opened. Lyons snapped, and left into his own world. Leaving everything, he managed to find a spot in the vault, and to safety. When he hear of a group leaving for the Commonwealth, he couldn't help but to leave with them.

Well Gentlemen. how many left until we start?
EDIT:2nd Page Sniper. (tradition at a forum i used to go to)

Well I'm going to wait for one more sign up and then start.

ok thats cool. besides i dont mean to rush but... EXAMPLE:we dont need 12 people to start an RP (some guy who held up his RP that i was in.)

BTW if you do start please dont hang it all on me cause i have paperwork to do.

So... Am I accepted or not? >_>

Yes you both are. Well Wanderer I just need one more to sign up to complete the group total needed. So then I can make the RP thread.