Your story here represents well ur story i mean u could be a raider, bos, talon company merc, regular merc, or u could even be an overseer


heres the list of stuff u need to write about urself to begin
Name:
Where your starting at:
human, ghoul, supermuntant:
friends:
sanity:
appearance:
Age:
Weapons: (You only start with a basic one Like a Baseball bat or Knife, Anything basic Really)
Personality:
What Sort Of Karma You Would Start With:
Three Basic Skills I Am Great With:
Two Basic Skills I Am Okay With:


rules:1.no dumb post like killing a whole warehouse of raiders in one bite or post
2.no killing other people unless there okay with it
3.send complaints to my message box because some people want to read the stories not complaints
4.follow top three rules and this one lol


my information:
Name:bob
Where your starting at:abandon house near rivet city
human
sanity:possibly crazy
friends:his pet dog steve
Appearence:goatee, dark hair, bushy eyebrows
Age:39
Weapons: brass knuckles, hunting rifle 6 rounds
Personality:friendly, drunk, irish
What Sort Of Karma You Would Start With:neutral
Three Basic Skills I Am Great With:unarmed, lockpick, sneak
Two Basic Skills I Am Okay With:little guns, medicine

u may join at any time (0/5) spaces remaining

My so far story


Bob was just finishing the last gulp of his freshly brewed whiskey while his pet dog and best friend finished mauling on the raider sneaking up on them both while he was brewing the whiskey. Good boy " said Bob steve just replied in a triumphint bark. I wonder what a raider is doing so far away from home " said Bob. Just then a hunting party of raiders came rushing in on both of them. pulling on his brass knuckles and getting out his rusty hunting rifle bob rushed into battle whyle steve whent into the back of the house and gave out another bark. Bob just relizing what steve whent to go get instead decided to just run back to the homestead. Oddly confused all the raiders just stopped were they were with confused looks on thier faces. One raider asked another raider what just happe----- booom! suddenly several mines sounds whent off at once and blew up almost 1 half of the group of raiders. frustrated the surviving raiders kept running at the house. Then they relized where were there guns. out of all the eruption of the mines somebody took thier guns. So still confused the whole group pulled out thier melee weapons some unarmed and raned at the house. With fist at the ready Bob grabs some booze off his table and starts chugging it down gulp after gulp. Now growling at his lazy owner Steve bites bobs arm. Ow! yelled Bob hold on a minute im almost finished crazy dog. Still growling steve rushes into battle claws and teeth at the ready.i guess ill finish it later sighed bob reading his fist. Steve just starting mauling an unarmed raider with his sharp teeth. While Bob was grabbing another raiders baseball bat from their hands and smacking them with it. Steve then stopped mauling the dead corpse of the raider and began chewing another unarmed raider this time with claws. Bob again was teaching the other armed raiders respect with his knuckles and newly accquiered baseball bat. When the remaining 3 raiders ran away dropping thier bats, lead pipes, and knives. all running from thier humiliating defeat by the strange man and his dog steve. with remaining raiders gone Bob relieves a long sigh while steve growls again at bob. Okay okay im going to clean them up sighed Bob.