» Fri May 13, 2011 7:29 pm
I tried to copy and aste the message I sent skirt but it didn't copy the links and the last sentence. Here it is compete. Looking forward to joining with you guys.
Name: Russell Wilson
Age: 35
six: Male
Basic physical attributes: http://www.comicbookmovie.com/images/users/uploads/7601/Don%20Cheadle%201.jpg Average size, average build, dark skinned.
Occupation: Regulator
Weapons and armor: http://www.zvi.cz/files/Image/Falkon/Falcon_den.gif http://images.knifecenter.com/knifecenter/coldsteel/images/CS97KMSa.jpg http://www.fallout3nexus.com/downloads/images/6271-2-1242084977.jpg
Faction: Regulators
Personality: Quiet, recessive. Keeps to himself for the most part and only speaks when he feels its actually necessary. Not one for small talk with anyone besides Deuce.
Backstory: Russell was born to Kate and Frasier Wilson. His father was never prominent in Russell's wife, simply impregnating his mother then moving on to the next broad. He was, as his mom would say, a helluva man. He was a Brotherhood Knight, who had been retired and relieved of service. He met Kate at a bar where she waited, and occasionally hooked on the side.
Russell, being the son of a prosttute and a bastard child to the BoS, felt very unwanted by both parties. No matter how much his mother told him she loved him he always seemed to find a way to lame himself for both his parents. Like his father, he wanted to enlist in the Brotherhood Of Steel, but being scared of being shunned as a bastard child, and also afraid that his father would still be alive, he left the house in search of some way to make something of himself.
It was at least five years in the wastes alone before he heard about the regulators, and another two to get there. At first he didn't think it was real, a whole faction dedicated to eradicating all wrong doers. But lo and behold, he found it, smack dab in the middle of D.C., about a good klick away from his origins at Baltimore. Once he reached D.C. though, he'd gotten caught up in Rivet City, where he eventually ended up spending the next five years, working caravan jobs to keep food on the table.
For the past five years, he's been working with the Regulator's alone, dispatching all who step too out of line in the Wastes. He's secretly torn between staying with these folks, moving on and trying to give the Brotherhood a chance (he was sure he wouldn't run into his father, but he didn't want anyone recognizing him), and retiring all together. In fact, the main thing that keeps him going is his friend Deuce.
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Name: Deuce [Allen Crenshaw]
Age: 31
six: Male
Basic physical attributes: http://img.ozap.com/03C003C001907416-photo-seann-william-scott-dans-southland-tales.jpg Very lean, 200, 5'10. http://tengossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/sean-william-scott.jpg
Occupation: Regulator
Weapons and armor: http://www.nazarian.no/images/wep/479_untitled.JPG Assault Rifle.http://images.knifecenter.com/knifecenter/coldsteel/images/CS97KMSa.jpg
Faction: Regulators
Personality: Extremely bipolar, but only in a sense that he can be both quite reclusive and then get into fits of anger, which he has used to help him in combat, Him being bipolar is a condition that he has always lived with, but has been increasing in control of. As of recent its usually the people he interacts with that get angry with/before him. In combat, only after he has taken damage does he allow himself to go "berserk", still using his brain cells but allowing his rage to fuel his energy and thirst for violence. For the most part though he's pretty quiet.
Backstory: Crenshaw was born in Atlanta, Georgia to Jesse and Garfield Davidson, two parents on the road out of Atlanta, which is a dead zone. Because of the nuclear explosion, plus the heat, it has made Alabama almost unbearable, reaching heats of up to 160° in some places. Fed up with the heat, his parents took him and left Georgia, headed North where it was somewhat colder.
They moved through South Carolina and decided to settle in a small town known as Wagonville, in NC. There he lived for three years, 'till his town was ambushed by some Raiders and ransacked. They killed all except Cren and his parents, who were conviently scavenging underground. They moved their house underground, and lived off of scraps until the Raiders found them down under, in which Crenshaw fled his family, heading unknowingly in the direction of D.C.
Once he finally emerged the tunnels, aged 26, he immediately fell into the Regulators and began to work and fight the people who killed his family. It was he who had made friend with Russell once he joined, and they began to work together from there. It was also his idea to head to Grayditch and investigate the mysterious disappearances of a few caravans.