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Hazel's cheeks flushed as she recalled the exchange she and Rameses had just shared, trying her best to suppress the flowers that had bloomed during the conversation. As she climbed out onto the deck, she took in the damage for a moment before noticing Aera in a panic, holding onto the railing of the ship, a large tentacle wrapped around her body. "Please help me... Ugh!" Aera called out, her body covered in brine, salt, and other various fluids. The tentacle was wrapped around her body somehow, still fighting her despite being a severed limb. "The more I fight, the more suction this thing gets. I can feel that it's cutting into me when it tightens!" "How did you get tangled in this thing without anyone noticing?" Hazel asked, panicking a bit when she realized Aera's words were true, and she was indeed bleeding. She called out, "Can someone get over here and cut this thing off of Aera?"

Aera found herself in the same boat as Argyros, sampling everything she could until she was full of savory meats and vegetables. She pulled some coins from her pocket and offered to pay for her meal, but was declined. The barkeep waved her money away with a shocked expression, and uttered in thickly accented Common, "No, no! For you, the meal is free. The avatar of Bast shall never pay for anything in MY inn. You will find most places here are of the same opinion." Aera tilted her head to the side, then inclined her head and muttered her thanks. Noticing Conall alone, she headed over to him with the hopes he'd heard their exchange. "What was that about?" Hazel, meanwhile, smiled at the exchange between Rameses and Ayala, and joined in, hoping she wouldn't be unwelcome. "May I sit with you two?"

Emina smiled, revealing little dimples on each of her cheeks, a giggle escaping her. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, and righted the saddle on the horse her brother had failed to properly mount. With a glance at the carnage around her, she sighed and said goodbye to the life she'd known for the past months. "Watch me, brother," she said as she hooked one foot in the stirrups and hauled herself onto the horse's back. With luck, it'd be able to hold the both of them, despite its emaciated form. Her cloak billowed outward in a breeze, but she didn't bother trying to hide her minimal attire now, since she'd be the one steering the horse. There was no way she could keep her cloak drawn through the entire ride.

Emina emerged from one of the tents after hearing a familiar voice calling her name, slightly panicked after the sounds of battle and conflict rang through the air, then had suddenly stopped. "Komolov? Is that you, brother?" Embarrassed by her attire's less than modest length, she snatched her cloak from the tent and fastened it around her shoulders. Hearing one of the assailants inquire about how she looked in her newly-looted gear, Emina crossed her arms and said, "You look like you're wearing my husband's helm. No matter. It was only a matter of time until he discovered my infertility. I should thank you."

Name: Emina Yuliy Gender: Female Age: 19 Physical Description: The epitome of femininity, Emina stands at a dainty 5'1", with a lean and much-envied figure among the women of her village. She has a small, heart-shaped face and large eyes, with a small nose and rosy lips. With her long black hair known for its curls and shine, along with pale, flawless skin and emerald eyes, good manners, and quiet temperament, Emina was the object of desire for many men of her village and even some from other towns and countries. Nation of Origin: Vaegirs Fighting Style: Emina prefers not to fight, but carries a dagger nonetheless, and is quite proficient with it, so long as the combat is simple. Her real talent, however, lies in archery. Even though it "is unflattering", she will occasionally use a bow, only rivaled by her brother in skill. Equipment and Clothing: Currently wearing a crude, short dress showcasing her pale skin, trimmed with wild-looking furs, along with a thick fur cloak and a pair of sturdy boots. She has a dagger strapped to her thigh. Background: Emina, like her brother, Komolov, was born and raised in the village of Ayyike. Her parents were each of different descent, and her mother was responsible for most of Emina's looks. She grew up on the family's farm, but ventured into town on occasion. Despite her nearly impoverished upbringing, Emina was sought after by many suitors in her nineteen years of life, but never was promised to anyone due to doting parents who deemed none of the suitors good enough for any of their daughters. She was taught archery by her father, who believed it important that all of the family know how to hunt in case something were to happen to him or Komolov. Reason for Becoming an Adventurer: Kidnapped and forced into a nomadic lifestyle. Upon her village being pillaged and her family torn apart, Emina, deemed the most beautiful of the three sisters, was married to the bandit chief, while her sisters were sold to the highest bidders.

Sorry I haven't posted anything. Working on it, I swear. Having a busy summer so far...

Going to try and come up with a character sheet for the character Mason asked me to play, sometime tonight or tomorrow. Seeing as it's 2:00 AM... Probably won't have it posted until tomorrow. This is a placeholder post letting everyone know I'm working on it, since everyone is offline. Hopefully I don't get side-tracked. :sweat:

Aera, who had been loafing around on the edges of the camp, waiting for Lucas to show up for their sparring session, spotted Lucas and Azuris on the opposite end of the camp heading into the forest. She shook her head and set off in a jog to catch up with them. If Lucas thought he was going to get out of this, he was---- Aera froze in place as the forest was suddenly engulfed in a flash of light. Trees flickered with tongues of flame that shot into the sky, only getting worse as the moments passed by. She looked around herself, noticing that most of the party was missing, and the sound of screams and moans emanated from the forest. Hazel appeared from inside one of the tents nearby, awoken by the explosion. Both of them broke into a sprint for the trees, but Hazel stopped short as embers fell from the treetops and singed her. She looked up at Aera and bit her lip, continuing on with caution as Aera continued as quickly as she could, covering the distance easily and pushing aside burning branches with her hands. The smell of burned hair filled her nostrils. What Aera saw floored her, but she didn't have time to stare and take it all in. She rushed toward Conall and Rhaine and said without a thought, "I'll carry him out. I don't think anyone else is strong enough while he's in this form." Hazel, however, upon arriving to the clearing with seared feet and foliage, was unsure who needed the most help, until she spotted Marie, clutching at her face and screaming. She firmly placed her hand on Marie's shoulder, and Marie flinched under Hazel's touch. "Marie. It's Hazel. What happened?" Marie's voice was shrill, trying to calm herself down enough to speak coherently. "He...some kind of magic, I can't see. And it hurts, they're burning." As Marie lowered her hands from her face, Hazel gasped. The girl's eyes were clouded over, irises and pupils nowhere to be found. Her eyelids were shredded, there were various cuts surrounding her eyes and on her cheeks, and it was all bleeding profusely. Hazel cast the strongest healing spell she knew, but it was only enough to heal the wounds and her eyelids. Her eyes remained a milky gray. "Does it still hurt, Marie?" She shuddered. "Somewhat. It's better than it was before. I'll be alright for the moment." Hazel said, while casting a healing spell on Arland, whose only major injury seemed to be a few broken ribs, "Rameses, I know you're upset, but if you really want to help, see what's wrong with Weyland and Dri! They're obviously hurt, but I can't tell how... Arland, anything that my spell didn't fix?" "No..." He grunted, gritting his teeth and sitting himself up. "I think you got everything. Pretty sure my bones are back in the right place. Thanks."

Aera sat with Hazel at a table in the corner of the inn, Aera downing something that at least looked much more appetizing than what had been served the night before. It seemed to be an omelette of sorts, with exotic spices to make up for the lack of side dishes. Of course, that didn't mean that the texture of the eggs was any better than the slop from the night before. Aera felt like she was chewing something like raw animal fat, but swallowed every bite regardless. Hazel sipped at a cup of water, opting not to try the breakfast. Aera, contrary to her nature, had consumed copious amounts of alcohol the night before, and did not remember much of it at all, though it included passing out and being carried upstairs by Hazel, which must have been a sight for the rest of the party. "This group really is a travelling circus, I swear it." Aera snapped as she looked around the room, grumpy due to her hangover. "I can't even remember past my third drink." Hazel simply shook her head, "You're among the most exotic-looking in the group, and you say that? You're one of the reasons this group is so... diverse." Aera shrugged, pushing her half-eaten plate of food to the side, "And?"

Aera raised her eyebrows at the influx of people the party seemed to have gotten in the past few days. She chalked it up to the large group of people being an attractive thing in an empty desert, and shook her head. Maybe they wouldn't stick around too long. Still, she couldn't help but smile when the halfling wasn't sure of her own name. Hazel, on the other hand, found herself a bit paranoid, wondering if any of them could be being controlled by Silithus. It seemed highly unlikely since they hadn't attacked yet, but she still edged away from them.

Hey guys! (and welcome, Mac!) I've got a relative staying with me for a couple days, so I likely won't be checking on the RP until Friday or Saturday. Sorry for the inconvenience, and if I'm absolutely needed, I'll be on in a heartbeat. :D

"It's best we keep moving." Jessica urged, as the speculation died down. "Don't want to stick around in the middle of nowhere for too long." "I'm mapping our progress on my pip-boy." Alex told her. "At least we probably won't get lost." As they cautiously moved through the clearing, it became evident that Isabella was struggling with her pack, adjusting it multiple times, and even stopping for a breather once. "Here." Jessica's beckoning hand was suddenly pointing towards her backpack. "I'll carry that for a while." Izzy gave it no second thought and slid the pack in Jessica's direction. "Don't you think we should be taking a break to eat or something here soon?" Jessica frowned a bit as she took the pack. "I'm not sure. Do we really want to start using up food this early?" Caden cut in, "It doesn't look like we're exactly going to go hungry out here." "But what have we seen that we know we can eat?" She countered. "Do any of us know what would be safe?" "Actually," Alex interjected. "There's a few ways of finding out what you can eat safely. It's one of the many functions on the pip-boy. And besides, if we don't eat, we'll burn out our energy completely." "I... guess you're right." Jessica sighed, then nodded toward a few beaten down picnic tables off toward another path that led into the clearing. "We'll eat over there. Convenient." The group neared the picnic tables, which looked sound enough, if not a little rickety. Jessica followed the lead of her peers by sitting down on one of the benches. However, her plans were thwarted when the bench underneath her cracked in half and gave way underneath her bum. With a sharp thud, she was on her behind in the grass, a bewildered look on her face and her cheeks flushed with red. Caden suppressed a snicker, but Izzy surprisingly didn't make a peep, simply offering Jess her hand. "Must have been the extra pack that did it." After about a half hour of eating, a lone figure emerged from the bushes, and it was most likely the scariest thing the group had seen since leaving the vault: a large black bear with mangy fur, one of its eyes milk-white. Jessica jumped to her feet with a mouthful of canned pork and beans, snatching her pistol from its place at her right side. "Easy, easy!" A man's voice exclaimed from the bushes. He stood up from his position hidden beneath some underbrush and held his hands in the air, a gesture of peace as the bear rumbled at Jessica. "Easy, Luce." He murmured, stroking the bear's ear, and it backed down. "Why were you watching us?" Jessica demanded sharply, clutching her pistol tightly but giving him the benefit of the doubt and keeping it pointed at the ground. "I just had to make sure you weren't hostile folks, is all." He stepped forward. A badly-shaven salt-and-pepper beard and a heavily-lined face set his age at somewhere in his forties or early fifties. He gazed at them with wide, but sharp eyes. "You seem honest enough to me, though. I'm Hunter. This-" He scratched the bear behind the ears again. "-is my Yao Guai, Lucy." "A Yao Guai?" Alex pondered. "It's clearly a black bear, or....something descended from the area's bear population, at least. And domesticated?" He looked up at Hunter. "Is her eye wounded?" Hunter shook his head. "Nah, boy. Yao Guai have usually got a milky eye or two, something from the bombs, I guess. Some of 'em have brown ones, though. Yao Guai are almost like dogs, these days; you got your wild man-eaters, and you got the ones people keep as pets. They can be real friendly, actually." Caden was taken aback, "Dogs? Man-eaters? Dogs were called man's best friend, right?" Izzy nodded, "Yeah, that's what they say. I guess they've gone feral again... What about cats?" "The hell's a cat?" Hunter retorted, puzzled. "Gone, then..." Alex pondered to himself.

Izzy sloshed her way out of the water, returning the grin Jessica gave her. She crossed her arms, now feeling a bit chilly after getting out of the cool water. Maybe hopping in wasn't such a great idea. "Yeah, I definitely would have scouted ahead for you. But if you think it's not a good idea, I'm sure it isn't." Caden found himself checking both his Pip-Boy's built-in compass, and the non-digital one he'd brought along, to be safe, as they moved through the bushes. If they doubled back on the twisted path, he let Jessica know they were going backward and the group righted themselves. "Stop! Look around." Izzy called out after walking for a solid forty minutes, as they entered a clearing, the path nearly at an end as it led to a large meadow full of bright grass and flowers. "Yes, it's very pretty, but we need to find a place to camp that's not knee-high with grass, if that's what you're getting at." "Look DOWN, Caden." Izzy pointed toward the ground, at a group of beaten hoofprints in the muddy earth. "Looks sort of like deer tracks to me. A couple huge raccoon prints around them, too. There's food around here, and a lot of it."

Hazel welcomed the newest member of the party with a smile, the pseudodragon Aodh still flitting around her shoulders. After greeting the fire genasi, finding his appearance to be out of the ordinary, but not unexpected with a party so diverse, she turned to Nawen and sighed, "I think I'll be better as time goes on. I can't say I'm doing perfectly, but I suppose I'm doing as well as one could expect to be doing after such news." Aera simply nodded at the newcomer, feeling slightly distrustful of strangers who just happen to be travelling the same desert as the party. However, upon hearing Arland remark about the tiger, she muttered out, "Don't mind the criminal murderer in our midst, he just doesn't like tigers."

Izzy watched as most of her fellow vault-dwellers gawked at the waterfall, and rolled her eyes as her brother said not to let the spray touch them. She ran straight through the damp cavern, the eight foot ceiling causing her to look even smaller than usual. When she reached the pebbled path to the right, she shot her fellow survivalists a grin, before taking off down the hill. "What are you all waiting for?" Caden, having grown up with the twins, took off after her, the contents of his pack shifting to and fro on his back. He pressed himself against the wall as the waterfall nearly sprayed him in the face. "Izzy, what the hell are you doing?!" He caught up with her and snatched her back by the arm, knowing Alex wouldn't be far behind him. He jumped in surprise as his hand closed around her petite forearm, realizing her folly. She was soaking wet. "Izzy... Oh man, this is bad. You weren't supposed to touch the water! What if it's irradiated!" Caden was panicking, and visibly so. "And as if it weren't enough that you got soaked with that water, I touched you with my bare hands!" "Caden... Chill out," Izzy said, before continuing to descend the path. She reached the bottom, Caden following behind her. "Izzy, stop!" Caden called after her, but it was too late. Izzy was waist deep in the river. She threw off her pack and slipped under the water as Caden looked on in bewilderment, "Izzy, STOP!" "Caden, calm down. If the water were irradiated, I'd have been dead already."

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Twenty youths stood facing the giant cog-shaped vault door, clutching the few possessions they would be able to take with them into the unknown. Each vault dweller held a filled canteen, a backpack, a single stimpak, a combat knife, and three days' worth of rations. After three days had passed, they would be encouraged to find a new food source. This was the first of many tasks that awaited them if they were to make it in the new world. Each person also held another two items unique to each individual, which were deemed to be useful for their skills in the outside world. ============================================= Caden Grayson, backpack slung over his shoulders, had checked fifteen times to make sure he had all his items. He'd decided to carry a medical book inside his backpack, which he'd pilfered for himself and his friend Alex, and a compass, so as to lead the party in the right direction. He took a deep breath, and steadied himself. He'd skipped working out this morning to make sure he had extra energy today. The decision had left him quite antsy, and he regretted it. Izzy, however, was excited about the vault opening for some inexplicable reason. She'd woken up ready to leave for some reason, finding herself curious about the outside world. Hair braided over one shoulder, she checked her backpack. Ten cans of food, a canteen, a stim, a standard combat knife, a bundle of paper money, and three grenades. Standard fare for one with her skills. Izzy zipped her bag back up, and unzipped a secondary pouch on the side of the backpack. Inside were five miniature bottles of shampoo, a bar of soap, and a small hygiene kit. She'd made sure to steal some of those this morning when she showered, feeling the wilderness would lack such luxury items. They may even prove to be valuable for trades in the future. ===================================== As Izzy threw her backpack back onto her shoulders, a deafening buzzing that served as a warning to clear the way in front of the vault door filled the air, the lights in the room flicked on and off, over and over, and eventually, the vault door rolled aside with a hydraulic hiss and puff of steam. The roar of rushing water filled the air, and a blinding amount of sunlight filtered in through the cavern that stretched in front of the vault dwellers. A powerful waterfall thundered at the end of the cave, and a pebble-strewn path led out of sight off to the right, hidden by the waterfall.

Welcome to the RP thread for Fallout: Yosemite! *There should be no OOC posts in this thread. Do not post in this thread without posting a character sheet and having it approved first.* Please direct all OOC posts and character sheets to this thread: http://forums.nexusmods.com/index.php?/topic/2689694-fallout-yosemite-discussion/

Approved! And, I do believe the RP should get on the road ASAP, therefore I will be creating a first post tonight! Prepare yourselves, the Grand Opening is nigh upon us!!!

Was going to wait to post this sheet, but I'm impatient as always. ;D Say hellooooo to Izzy! Name: Isabella "Izzy" Evans Gender: Female Age: 16 Race: Caucasian Karma (Alignment): Neutral (Chaotic) SPECIAL:Strength-2Perception-8Endurance-4Charisma-9Intelligence-5Agility-5Luck-7 Tag Skills: Barter, Sneak, Explosives Interests/Ambitions: Being the most popular girl in the vault, creating controlled chaos for fun; In an ideal situation, she would be one of the celebrities of the new world her peers create. Appearance: Izzy stands at a measly 4'11", though most people see it as a cute feature. Her light ginger hair is long and thick, falling down her back in straight tresses until it reaches her hips. Her eyes are a calming light blue in the middle, rimmed by a darker blue, and always hide her true intentions behind a veil of beauty. Her nose is petite and her lips are thinner than she'd like, standing out against her pale skin in a wine-red color. Her nose and cheeks are dappled with freckles. Personality: Nearly the opposite of her brother, Izzy is an outgoing teenager with much fewer important things on her mind than most of her age group. She seems more worried about the social heirarchy than she is about surviving in the wilderness. Her most prominent skill seems to be her ability to barter with others, but when it comes down to it, she knows more than a little bit about explosives and sneaking around, due to a few years of being an anonymous vault prankster. Background: Izzy is the great-great-granddaughter to a highly decorated surgeon-general who was known for his level-headedness and experience in his field of work. He was in his early sixties when the war started, and died in the vault several years later. She never even met her great-grandfather, as her grandparents didn't have children in the vault until five years after his passing. Her parents were a picture-perfect couple with no notable issues in their twenty years together. They tried for a child sixteen years ago and instead were blessed with two. Izzy, being the younger (by five minutes, at least), has been reigned in and watched over by her brother for her entire life. He keeps her in line, and makes sure she doesn't cause too much mischief. She doesn't quite mind it, so long as she's not caught while playing pranks on her peers and elders.As the Grand Opening approaches, Izzy can't wait to see what sort of world awaits them. She is a bit more concerned about what the popular boys in the vault think of her, however.

:woot: Approved!

Approved! Welcome to the RP Flip :D

Approved! Welcome aboard! :dance:

I'd like to introduce you to our first character, Caden Grayson. Name: Caden Grayson Gender: Male Age: 18 Race: Asian Karma (Alignment): Neutral SPECIAL: Strength-6, Perception-4, Endurance-7, Charisma-4, Intelligence-4, Agility-6, Luck-3 Tag Skills: Guns, Survival, Medicine Interests/Ambitions: Working out, Proving his worth to his people. Appearance: Caden is of average height, with a leanly muscular build, gained by working out in the Vault's exercise room after being bullied for his looks. His face is very feminine, with large brown eyes, a small nose, and full, but scarred lips, from a nasty punch in the face he got last year. A messy crop of dark brown hair sits atop his head, in no particular style. Personality: Caden has few friends, but he is loyal to the ones he has. He is friendly, once he trusts someone. Caden watches out for himself, more than anything, however, a trait given to him by his grandparents. If a friend is in danger, and it means putting himself in harm's way, he will regretfully decline helping them. Background: Growing up the grandson of a man who once ran for president, but lost due to his grandmother's Asian lineage, Caden is no stranger to conflict, and his grandparents drilled into his head that no matter where you go, people are going to oppose you and disagree with you.Their daughter, his mother, was one of the most coveted women in the vault; a vault celebrity, of sorts. His father, however, was unknown. Caden's feminine looks he received from his mother have been the bane of his existence. Heavily bullied by the other children for both his looks and for not having a father, Caden took up exercising to make his body look more masculine, a petty reason for getting in shape, considering he knew the vault was opening up in a year's time. He simply considered that a bonus.And now that the vault's "grand opening" is coming up, he feels it's almost his time to shine.

Hello there! Welcome to the discussion thread of Fallout: Yosemite! This is the page where all OOC (out of character) matters should be posted. No OOC posts should go in the RP thread. This RP will be taking place in Yosemite National Park in the year 2197, 120 years after the bombs dropped. Our story will be beginning with a group of vault dwellers from the newly-opened Vault 32, located underneath Yosemite National Park, behind one of its many waterfalls. Vault 32 was designed to test how humans accustomed to food and water dispensers, white walls, electric lights, and modern amenities would react to and integrate with nature after being kept inside for a full generation. The original inhabitants of Vault 32 were politically important people, and they went into the vault knowing exactly what would happen to the future generation. After 120 years, the food, water, and electricity is to be cut off permanently after the vault doors open, and time is ticking. Our vault dwellers will have each learned the basic survival skills based on a test they took at the age of 16 which determined which survival skill they held a natural talent for. These test results will serve as your character sheets. The template for them is as follows: Name: Gender: Age: Race: Karma (Alignment): SPECIAL: Tag Skills: Interests/Ambitions: Appearance: Personality: Background: Lisnpuppy's RP rules are a guideline for the behavior expected from people who enter this RP. 1) Have fun. If you are finding yourself always irritated or unhappy...then why are you here. Figure out the issue or go do something else. 2) Never forget the line between RP In Character and Out of Character and don't cross it. It is easy, especially when you have particularly intense RP, to take things personally. Don't....99% of the time it isn't all about you. 3) Start with a well made character. Have a decent background and personality to make your RP more fun and easier. Your character doesn't have to be set in stone. But having a solidly made character is important or your RP may peter out. Have your character have likes/dislikes, goals, dreams, an arch-enemy....this will help you flesh them out even more and bring them to life. 4) Relationship RP should be the ICING not the CAKE! Make it a side-quest if you will...not the main one. 5) You have to give a little to get a little. We all have RP storylines in which we want others to engage. That is what makes it fun, right? But if you find a friend knee-deep in a RP of their own, don't come in and hijack the RP for yourself or refuse to participate because its not all about YOU. Have fun and throw your lot in with them! Trust me, when your time comes around, people will remember that you play well with others. 6) Don't be a MaryJane! Don't decide that you are going to be a half-dragon or the long-lost illegitimate son of the King of Whoville. It doesn't work, it probably isn't in the lore anywhere, and it will lead only to your RP downfall. Eventually your “special” character will begin to dominate everyone else and their RP. No one will want to play with you...so make your character special in other ways. 7) No godmoding!! Remember, you only control YOUR character and not others. When you RP, do not take over the actions of other Rpers. For example: Jon casts a frostbolt at Matt knocking him back into the wall and breaking his arms. Instead try: Jon cast a frostbolt hoping to hit Matt and knocking him out of the way. This allows the other player to take action. You can have decided before hand how this will go out. You can roll to see what actions happen or how bad an injury is. 8 )Soap Opera-ing. Many of us have wanted to play our character as crazy, a total badass or having an illness or amnesia. Those can all be valid and fun stories. The doom is in taking it too far or too long. These kind of stories ultimately leave little RP options for those around you. Always have movement and a goal in your RP...otherwise it goes nowhere. 9) Be willing to RP with anyone, anytime. Just because you are in a guild or Rping with a friend doesn't mean you can't include others. Walk-Up RP can lead to great things...or simply pass the time for a bit. If others don't RP EXACTLY like you...no sweat. Perhaps they are new and need some gentle guidance. So be open to everything! 10) Communication is the key. Always establish your RP boundaries when you are Rping with someone long-term. If you don't like swearing...or a particular kind of violence...or if you will take anything coming down the pike! Let others know. It avoids awkward and unpleasant conversations later. A few additional rules that you should consider: 11) There will be no main characters or existing characters (NPCs) from Fallout or other universes. No exceptions. 12) Remember we are all starting as low level characters. Our skills are going to grow over time, and we're not going to start out as legendary warriors. The strongest characters we're likely to see are ones we're facing up against. Our aim isn't going to be perfect, and our siills aren't going to be very honed. 13) No strong sexual content. It's not MY rule, it's the site's rule. If you want sexy time, PLEASE do so in PM, not in my thread. 14) THE MAIN CHARACTER LIMIT IS FOUR PER PERSON, UNTIL SPECIFIED OTHERWISE. Side characters are allowed, but they must not be a permanent part of the story. It is very important to add that we should take turns posting. There should be no double-posting or one-liner posts that go back and forth between two people. If someone has not replied to you within two days, send them a PM... Real life may be in the way, or they may have not noticed it was their turn. The leaders of this RP are myself and Flipout6. Lastly, I leave you with a link to the Fallout Wiki: http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Fallout_Wiki And a link to a map of Yosemite: http://lh3.ggpht.com/-oUi0oGFvEEE/TSyvRf-BdrI/AAAAAAAAGjc/2ddIbaEkd3Q/s1200/yosemite_national_park_map_1933.png.jpg