On the run...

[katashy]

Woohoo second RP!

 

Following the success of the Ninja RP (which hasnt finished, its only begun) I have decided to release this new RP.

 

 

This RP is set in the Fallout3 Universe, in DC. The story follows a group of ex-slaves on the run from their captors, and how they try to survive in the harsh wasteland.

 

RULES!!!

 

1. Each character should have been enslaved at some point, or at least on the run from slavers.
   
2. Keep it in Fallout3, no "Then I used a fireball spell." Cause, erm... wel its self explanitory.
   
3. Dont over-power your character, and dont over-do them. Don't try and do everything yourself. Use teamwork.
   
4. No RPing other people characters unless permission is given. No killing other people characters unless permission is given.
   
5. Please use correct grammar and punctuation. If English is not your first language then I'll forgive you! :P
   
6. No amazing characters, keep it turned down.
   

 

Any more rules I think of I'll edit here and repost them.

 

 

Please use this character sheet:

 

Name:

Age: 

Appearance: 

Equipment: 

Fighting style: 

Personalitie: 

History:

 

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Ill start off:

 

Name: Ren

 

Age: 21

 

Appearance: Short black hair, side fringe. Bright blue eyes (Most of the time...), quite tall, slim.

 

Equipment: Black hoodie, DCs, black skinny jeans, katana and a British Army L96A1 sniper rifle that belonged to her father.

 

Fighting style: Can pick off enemies easily from far away, but is deadly in CQC with her katana.

 

Personalitie: Quite funny but doesnt have time for s**t little comments an jokes, can be friendly, but get on the wrong side of her and she'l rip your head off. Quite tense and insecure, but has to be.

 

History: Didnt know her parents, lived with her grandfather. Her granfather gave her basic training in combat. Grandad was killed by slavers, but Ren escaped. Slavers are now hunting for her, so she has to be quick and cant stay somewhere for too long. Her grandad gave her her fathers sword, hoping it'd help if anything happened, and so far, it has helped.

 

 

Its dark, she can't see very well. She grasps her katana firmly, braceing herself for any sudden attacks. Nothing happens, she's safe... for now...

 

She wanders aimlessly, with no destination but away from them, the slavers. She needs to find somewhere to rest...

 

Two hours later, she finds an old bombed out building. There is no way in except a metal gate at the front. She walks over to it, seeing its locked. She picks the lock with a bobby pin. She opens the gate and walks in, katana readied. Nothing comes, theres not even a sound.

 

She locks the gate behind her and wakes up a fire. She falls asleep.

 

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When the next person comes, its 6am.

 

Come up with something, maybe trying to open the gate which wakes ren, or something.

[fishpotatopie]

Name:Benjamin Avery

 

Age:19

 

Appearance:Long black hair, falling at a slant over his left eye. Has a bandanna on. His left eye is missing, obvious by the large scar running parallel to his nose, landing right over his eye. He has brown/red-ish eye. Tall, bordering on muscular but not quite there.

 

Equipment: Military-style coat, hood on. shemagh (used as mask) dark blue pants, work boots. Weapons: AN-94 Abakan, 2 kukuri, cigarettes/lighter

 

Fighting style:Prefers to ambush/assassinate. Not a good head on fighter.

 

Personalitie:Quiet, nervous, and somewhat skittish. He is always looking around his surroundings to check for other ambushers. He is a habitual smoker and can usually only suppress his urge to smoke only when lying in wait in an ambush. He sometimes stutters and hesitates to speak, fearing he may say the wrong thing, due to the treatment he received as a slave.

 

History: Benjamin was born into slavery. His father was a slave to one of the few agriculture tycoons in the wasteland. He is the supplier of mutfrut in the wasteland, and made alot of money doing it. But this wasn't enough. So he took more and more land, and bought more and more slaves. One of these slaves was Benjamin's father. A few years after Benjamin was born, his father ran away. After that day Benjamin's new goal was to escape. When he was 16 he did. At 17 he was recaptured and beaten senseless. After that his master treated him with cruel disrespect. He would hide along the path that Benjamin was traveling and would swing a branch or a plank of wood out at him when he passed. This is where he got his skittish personality from. Three months ago, he escaped again, and is on the run once again.

 

 

Benjamin jogged up to the gate and slammed up against it; too tired to slow himself down. He looked at the lock desperately, pulled down his shemagh, and examined it with shaking hands. He pulled out a bobby pin and a screw driver and tested the pins. It took him a whole minute just to get the bobby pin in. By this time he was becoming extremely frustrated. After 2 minutes of trying to pick it, he threw the screwdriver at the wall in frustration. He pulled out a water bottle and unscrewed the top, then threw that at the ground too. "Empty" he croaked. He had been running from a group of slavers for three days and had not stopped to eat or drink for those days. He fell to the ground and started shaking the gate. He tried to scream at it, but only a muffled groan came out.

[TheCalliton]

Name: Calliton

 

Age: roughly 20, as his parents died, so no record of his birth exists.

 

Appearance: shaggy brown hair with green eyes that change blue sometimes. hes tall and very athleticly built

 

Equipment: a custom combat shotgun from his former master with a clip turned 90 degrees. his fists. his knife. some throwing knives carved from scrap metal. a hunting rifle. and anything that can be held. he wears a suit of combat armor with biker goggles and a helmet. the combat armor has sleeves.

 

Fighting style: bloody and adaptive. very defensive with melee combat, but a maniac with his shotgun and rifle. he is a patient shooter, and tries not to waist ammo.

 

Personality: gets pissed easily when it comes to slaves and wrong doing. very comical and clever. he is emotionally unstable on the inside, but hides it well with clever comments. he is a good tactical leader, as he adapts to the situation. He can be very stubborn. he is willing to sacrifice himself for those he cares about. his inner trust is not easily gained (that si th epoint where he will reveal how he truly feels and most of his secrets.)

 

History: an ex brotherhood of steel paladin, he wandered the waists till he was overpowered by slavers. He recently killed his master in a brutal and unimaginable manner. he now wanders aimlessly

 

 

NOTE: i will most likely edit this soon

 

 

calliton stood on a rocky outcropping, not knowing where he was. all he knew was that he was alone, and that was dangerous... "HELLO?" he yelle dout into the wasts

[antonkr]

Name: Anton

 

Gender: Male

 

Age: 16

 

Appearance: Tall, wears black coat. Haves

 

Equipment: AK-47 with scope.

 

Fighting style: He doesn't like to use any weapons at all unless needed

 

Personalitie: lone but friendly

 

History: He woke up at the abounded vault full of dead people. He looks around and finds AK-47 rifle with a scope then was captured by the slavers. He killed the guard and got out.

 

 

 

Anton is running through the wasteland with AK-47 that he stole from slavers. He sees a person next to him he says whoever you are show your face

[dawnprawfet]

Name: Jon

 

Age: 22

 

Appearance: Stiched acu pants, tan combat boots, kevlar shirt, ACU Patrol cap, 5"11 170 pounds muscular build

 

Equipment: Smith & wesson Kukri, Remmington 700 SPS Tactical, Climbing equiptment (Harness, carabeeners,ropes.)

 

Fighting style: Very good sharpshooter from afar and amazing at CQC because of the time as a slave when he was forced to fight.

 

Personality: Friendsly but quiet, do not provoke him because he can go off in an instant.

 

History: ever sence he was 8 years old he was a slave , he was forced to fight other slaves to the death and being that he is still here you can see he has never lost, he escaped after years of planning when he was 17, ever sence he escaped his sole purpose in life is to kill slavers and free slaves.

 

 

I have to go now so i will put the first part later.

[BritishMinx]

Name: Lucy

 

Age: 24

 

Appearance: Tall, slim, blonde hair, blue eyes.

 

Equipment: Scavenged leather armour and a 10mm pistol

 

Fighting style: Not really a fighter, shes vry clver

 

Personalitie: Nice, kind, friendly

 

History: Originally a slaver herself, she i now on the run froom them as she stole a pistol from them.

 

Ill write this bit ater, kay?

[dawnprawfet]

Jon had just come out of a slaver compound, he opened the gates as the few slaves there were ran out, Jon threw the slave collars on the ground, he wiped the blood off of his kukri and shethed it, he took out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a few drags he looked up and put his cap on, he looked in his bag to see the haul he scavanged from the slavers, "pretty nice load this time..." he then proceeded to his base of operations which was 1.5 miles away

[TheCalliton]

calliton looked about as he walked along, he was still lost and in need o fhuman company. he yelled again, "HELLO! IS ANYONE THERE!"

[antonkr]

who are you? are you a slaver?

[dawnprawfet]

Jon gets to his underground safehouse, a 12 foot by 12 foot room under three feet of stone and dirt reinforced by a concrete door with a combination lock, Jon pulls out and pushed in, turns right and left on the tumbler and unlocked the door, he takes off his dirty combat wear and sets up his weapons, equiptment and loot, then put on his casual wear, then goes over to the outside generator and cranks it up and goes back inside to moniters the camera's