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#Post#: 353--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Victoreno
Date: April 21, 2013, 2:14 am
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Pending.
You only have 28 lines of roleplay example, please add at least
two more.
Besides that, just smaller grammar flaws such as missing
periods.
#Post#: 429--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Altairp
Date: April 25, 2013, 6:45 pm
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[Out Of Character Section]
Steam name
[WA] [J4S] Altairp
Steam ID
STEAM_0:0:41806516
Your whitelist can be taken away immediately for abusing/
FailRping. Do you understand?
Yep.
How long have you been Serious Roleplaying (years and hours)?
Some months
How long have you been with the Wayside Alabaster
server/community?
Since Frontech foundation and then his reborn under the name of
Wayside Alabaster.
Have you been kicked/ banned from the Wayside Alabaster server
once?
No.
Have you donated?
20£
Give us a roleplay example. (FearRp, PainRp, CombatRp; 35 lines
+)
***City 16 Nexus, torture room, a prisoner is tied on a wall
while an Administrator and a Metropolice are watching him.
**Prisoner wakes up, slightly opening his eyes.
Administrator says “Good to see that you’re finally awake!”
**Prisoner slightly raises his head,looking at him “W-what?
W-who are you?”
Administrator says “This doesn’t matter now, let’s start with
this, prisoner, you are here because you’re a bad citizen.”
Prisoner says “I-I’m not a bad citizen.”
Administrator says “Yes, you are, admit it, you’re a bad
citizen, that’s why you’re here.”
Prisoner says “I’m not a b-bad citizen!”
**Administrator sighs, angrily looking at the Prisoner’s eyes
“Yes, you are a bad citizen! This is why you’re here!”
Prisoner says “I’m not a bad citizen!”
**Administrator yells, rushing at the Prisoner, before grabbing
his neck to suffocate him.
**Prisoner coughs, his face quickly turns red.
**Metropolice attempts to grab the Administrator’s shoulders,
trying to stop his attempt to suffocate the Prisoner.
**Administrator gets dragged away, he clutches his fists, still
looking at the Prisoner.
**Prisoner coughs heavily, he tilts his head, a tear falls from
his eye “Please…d-don’t kill me…please.”
Administrator says “You’re a bad citizen, admit it.”
**Prisoner starts to silently cry, saying “I…I’m not a bad
citizen!”
**Administrator angrily looks at him again, he takes a knife
from his holster and he quickly begins to thrust it into the
Prisoner’s chest .
**Prisoner screams, he coughs some blood before blacking out.
**Metropolice attempts to grab the Administrator to drag him
away again.
**Administrator gets dragged away, he drops the knife evily
laughing.
Metropolice says “Why this?”
**Administrator turns, looking at the Metropolice “He was a bad
citizen.”
Metropolice “Sir, Administrators are not allowed to kill
citizens.”
Administrator says “He was a bad citizen!”
**Administrator looks at the Metropolice, he grins before
attempting to send a punch at his head.
**Metropolice gets hit in the head but the mask deadens the
punch, he then tries to hit the Administrator in the belly.
**Administrator gets hit in the belly, he bends coughing.
**Metropolice sends another hit behind the Administrator’s neck
in attempt to knock him out.
**Administrator gets hit in the neck going blackout and falling
on the ground.
**Metropolice takes his radio from his belt, before pressing the
communication button "I need help to clean up the interrogation
room, and to take the Administrator back to his office"
**Metropolice 2 enters in the room, he crouches, lifting the
unconscious Administrator on his shoulder before turning and
walking out of the room.
**Metropolice unties the bloody dead Prisoner from the wall,
letting him fall on the ground before grabbing his arms and
dragging him out.
***A enslaved Vortigaunt enters holding a sponge and a bucket of
water, he sighs before crouching and starting to clean the blood
from the wall and the floor.
Have you been an NCR before?
No.
What are the IC goals of the NCR and what do they do?
They want to recreate the old society by creating a Republic
based on the Pre-war Government.
Right now they are on a big war against the Legion, they have
lost many states and the local army in Washington is cornered by
the enemy.
Backstory of your character: (200 words +)
Howard was born on a town in Canada, his father, Kyle Darkwater
was a travelling merchant while his mother owned a bar near
their house, he never met her tough because she died right after
giving him birth.
His father raised him, they lived in the town until Howard
became old enough to travel with his father, at his 12th
birthday they both left their home and started they long journey
trough Canada, selling merchandises settlement after settlement.
During his travels Howard learned things like how to shoot,
defend himself against the wasteland and thanks to his father’s
teachings he became a good barterer and talker too.
When he was 20 his father’s caravan got attacked by a group of
raiders right near the borders of Washington, he managed to
escape alive but losing his possessions and his father in the
battle.
After some days of walking he “stumbled” in the town of
Paradise, he searched for refuge there but he only found a big
brawl against some of the local strip club bouncers, during the
fight he broke some of the tables, noses too, the raiders were
about to kill him when the boss decided to save Howard making
him one of his new bouncers to pay off the debt.
Three years later, the debt was still going thanks to the
interests, Howard decided to escape along with one of the
strippers he fell in love with, they could have started a
relationship outside but she decided to disappear leaving Howard
alone.
After that event he decided to join the NCR to keep other people
safe from raiders, and to save his butt too.
[In Character Section]
This is a letter you are sending to a high ranked NCR Officer,
don't use things like 'lol', 'omg' and 'ffs'!
Full name
Howard Darkwater
Age
23
Height
1.90
Any physically or mental imperfects
No.
Do you have a certain reputation in the NCR?
No.
Have you had any previous afflection with the NCR?
No.
Do you have skills that might be useful for the NCR?
I’m a good barterer and fighter too.
#Post#: 438--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Victoreno
Date: April 26, 2013, 7:40 am
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Pending.
Fix the roleplay example up to 35 lines and add your SteamID
(found on the scoreboard, 'status' in console on a server or
www.steamidfinder.com).
Accepted.
Even though your roleplay example is extremely unrealistic it is
acceptable since Frenjo did this to you before. Well written
anyways.
Backstory is legitimate.
#Post#: 480--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Rulant
Date: April 27, 2013, 12:47 pm
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[Out Of Character Section]
Steam name: [WA] Rulant
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:40549915
Your whitelist can be taken away immediately for abusing/
FailRping. Do you understand? Yes, I understand.
How long have you been Serious Roleplaying (years and hours)?
198 Hours but on other games added that had RP servers I'd say
about 235.
How long have you been with the Wayside Alabaster
server/community? Since March 19th
Have you been kicked/ banned from the Wayside Alabaster server
once? No I have not
Have you donated? Yes, £16
Give us a roleplay example. (FearRp, PainRp, CombatRp; 35 lines
+)
Daniel Petrelli: /me Opens one of his eyes looking around the
dark room, hearing movement outside.
Bandit 1: /me Follows his leader towards the shack, before
getting up against the wall his shotgun's butt tight against his
shoulder.
Bandit 2: /me Gets against the wall on the other side keeping
his pistol aimed at the ground, before nodding to his fellow
bandit.
Bandit 1: /me Fires a shot at the lock before moving in to kick
it down.
Bandit 1: /it The lock shatters leaving nothing but a hole where
it once was, upon being kicked it flies open.
Bandit 1: /me Stands infront of the door shotgun raised.
Daniel: /me Jumps out of his bed shocked from the gunshot before
quickly grabbing a .367 from a table and standing in front of
the door keeping it pointed at the door.
Daniel:/me Breathes in and out heavily recovering from the
sudden disturbance.
Bandit 1: /me Quickly moves into the first room checking it
quickly before speaking "Room clear"
Bandit2: /me Moves into the building before approaching the door
leading to the other room.
Daniel: /me Keeps his .367 flicking on the torch and keeping it
pointed at the door slightly squeezes the trigger as the
footsteps sound near the door.
Bandit 2: /me Kicks the door down and steps inside his eyes
adjusting the torch flight suddenly shining in his eyes.
Daniel: /me Squeezes the trigger fully causing the weapon to
fire a round at the blinded bandit.
Bandit 2: /me Screams as the high cal round tears apart the
upper part of his shoulder.
Daniel: /me Pulls the trigger again aiming at his torso.
Bandit 2: /me Is thrown off his feet as the round smacks into
his torso.
Bandit 1: /me Jumps in fear as his friend smashes through the
table next to him with gunshot wounds in him.
Bandit 1: /me Sprints towards the door attempting make a run for
it.
Bandit 2: /me Eyes roll back as he falls unconscious.
Daniel: /me Runs past the dying bandit and heads outside aiming
at the fleeing bandit.
Bandit 1: /me Spins around firing a wild burst of his machine
gun at Daniel.
Daniel: /me Fires just as a stray round smacks into his
shoulder.
Daniel: "Agh"
Daniel: /me Stumbles from the force of the shot.
Bandit 1: /me Screams as his left knee shatters from the bullet
hitting his leg.
Bandit 1: /Me falls to the ground and attempts to crawl away
through the dirt.
Daniel: /me Recovers enough to pursue the bandit, though slowly.
Bandit 1: /me Turns on his back attempting to shoot Daniel as he
approaches, swearing as the gun clicks jammed by the dust that
got in when he fired.
Bandit 1: Please... Have mercy...
Daniel: /me Aims at the man hesitating for a second before
speaking.
Daniel: "You tried to rob and kill me, I'm just returning the
favor"
Daniel: /me Pulls the trigger twice aiming for his head.
Bandit 1: /me A scream is cut into a deadly silence as he slumps
back dead.
Daniel: /me Closes the bandits eyes and turns walking slowly
towards his home his breathing rugged.
Daniel: /me Enters his home and sits on the couch carefully
removing his jacket and examining the damage.
Daniel: /me Sighs looking at the clean hole through his
shoulder.
Daniel: /me Fumbles for his daysack and unzips it using his one
hand and knees, once doing so he reaches into it and pulls out a
roll of old bandages.
Daniel: /me Unrolls it and raps it around the wound knotting it
off after two or three rolls.
Daniel: Damn I gotta find a doctor for this.
Daniel: /me Carefully slips his jacket back on and zip up his
daysack throwing it on and moving towards the exit.
Daniel: /me Steps over the Bandits body and closes the door
behind him heading off towards the horizion.
Have you been an NCR before? No this is a new faction for me.
What are the IC goals of the NCR and what do they do? They seem
to want to bring back some of the goals or values of the Pre-War
society, things such as democracy, Liberty law etc. They seem to
be striving for order so they can restore the world.
Backstory of your character: (200 words +)
Chapter one: Birth and Early life. 0-12 years old
Daniel Petrelli was born in 2241 his mother died giving birth to
him, his father holding a personal grudge against him for this,
never respected him and openly expressed his dislike of his son.
Spending most of his childhood growing up lonely in his younger
years as his father neglected him and also refused to let him go
out leaving him with no real friends and the only human contact
he would experience apart from his father would be the
occasional friend of his who would say hello then go into the
living room to play cards and drink. He was often beaten by his
father when in his drunk rage would openly speak about his
hatred of his son for killing his wife. When he finally grew old
enough to start thinking and doing more for himself he would
sneak out and go into town finding hardly any children his age.
This would change when he met Arthur and his son Peter who was
14. He would regularly take his son on hunting trips and teach
him things about surviving and getting food in the wasteland.
After spending most of his free time when his father was busy
drinking and playing cards he would meet up with Peter and chat,
being his only and best friend Daniel one day asked if he could
go on one of these hunting trips with him and his dad once being
accepted they headed out the next day. After about two hours
travelling on foot the reached the area they normally hunted
spending hours under the sun setting traps or using bait then
shooting the prey only returning home when the sun started to
set...
Chapter 2: Teenager. 17 years old
For the next five years Daniel would do this weekly trip. Slowly
gaining experience and skill and moving onto harder game which
Arthur would sell in the market and split the caps between Peter
and Daniel. This time when he returned home something was wrong.
As he passed through the living room it was empty, when he went
upstairs to his room he found his father drunken and enraged. He
began to shout and attempt to hit his son saying he betrayed him
when he sneaked out, Daniels early life flashed in his mind or
so he said and as his father tried to punch him he ducked under
the punch and drove his hunting knife given to him towards his
fathers chest. So shocked by the defiance his father gasped
looking down at the knife now sticking out of his chest and
slumped to the floor as Daniel pulled it from his chest. Close
to tears Daniel grabbed as much food and clothing as he could
and stuffed it into his daysack before running out his house
into the wilderness.
Chapter 3: Adult life. 32 years old.
Fifteen years on Daniel wonders the wasteland passing through
towns and collecting supplies occasionally do jobs for anyone
who is willing to pay enough. His reason for being here was
thanks to Arthur and Peters hunting trips, without them he would
have died long ago from more more things than he could be
bothered to count. Armed with experience, decent skill and his
.367 he managed to do okay. Like most people his luck would run
out and for him it finally did. During what seemed like a
ordinary mission to recover some stolen object for a client.
When he arrived at the apparent location he found a pile of dead
farmers and bullet holes littered the surrounding buildings
before he could get close enough to the buildings to look around
the heart stopping sound of a rifle being cocked behind him
broke the silence. Daniel raised his hands and slowly turned to
find a group of mercenaries surrounding him looked like they got
tired of Daniel stealing his business. Rather than speaking
about his intentions that Daniel knew fully well, he squeezed
the trigger and fired a burst into Daniel before knocking him
out with the butt of his rifle. When Daniel awoke he found his
weapons and armour had been stripped from him and they had
dumped him in the middle of nowhere. The armour had taken most
of the rounds but a thick wad of bandage wrapped around his
lower torso showed that at least a few had got in. With much
effort he made his way through the wasteland looking for
somewhere to stay or atleast give him a higher purpose than a
bunch of Caps and violence, someone or something to fight for.
It brought him to the NCR.
[In Character Section]
This is a letter you are sending to a high ranked NCR Officer,
don't use things like 'lol', 'omg' and 'ffs'!
Full name: Daniel Petrelli
Age: 39
Height: 6'2
Any physically or mental imperfects: No none at all.
Do you have a certain reputation in the NCR? I am new to these
parts of the wasteland, just arrived during my travels
Have you had any previous afflection with the NCR? No I have
not.
Do you have skills that might be useful for the NCR? I know how
to use a weapon effectively from my past travelling the
wasteland. Some medical skills from my time in the vault and
well I picked up
some survival techniques during my travels.
#Post#: 512--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Comrade_Shaun
Date: April 27, 2013, 4:53 pm
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Accepted
Don't fuck up, I'll know.
#Post#: 533--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: A Hiding Hobo
Date: April 28, 2013, 10:00 am
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[Out Of Character Section]
Steam name: A Hiding Hobo
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:35694087
Your whitelist can be taken away immediately for abusing/
FailRping. Do you understand? Yes.
How long have you been Serious Roleplaying (years and hours)?
Roughly 2 years.
How long have you been with the Wayside Alabaster
server/community? About 1 month and half. I think.
Have you been kicked/ banned from the Wayside Alabaster server
once? Never.
Have you donated? Yes. £11.64p.
Give us a roleplay example. (FearRp, PainRp, CombatRp; 35 lines
+)
The Major sends out A small patrol group to check on Legion
activity.
#Major: "Jenkins, I want you to take 2 of your men and scout the
areas along the caravan trade routes, we have had suspicious
activity of Legion scouts in the area. Report back to me when
you are done. Don't engage unless fired upon."
#Sergeant Jenkins: /me Salutes to the Major. "Yes Sir, we will
leave imminently!"
The Sergeant rallies his men and sets out to patrol the caravan
trading route.
They walk for A while and come to a halt as they rest behind a
torn billboard.
#Sergeant Jenkins "Take 5 men, well keep an eye out from here."
As the men are sitting down taking A rest from patrol, they come
under fire from A unknown direction.
#Sergeant Jenkins /me Quickly picks up his rifle and dives to
the billboard for cover.
#Soldier 1 /me Panics and struggles to grab is rifle as bullets
crack past his head and his arms and hands are shaking with
fear.
#Soldier 2 /me Attempts to help the other soldier with his
rifle, as he crawls to the soldier, but A bullet rips right
thought his lower leg and he yells out in pain.
#Soldier 2 "Yahhhhhhh!!"
#Sergeant Jenkins /me pokes his head out slightly attempting to
spot the enemy. He notices a small band of Legion scouts
advancing on their postion.
#Sergeant Jenkins "Shit!" /me turns to the panicking soldier
and yells "Soldier! Get your shit together and lay down some
fire on these assholes!"
#Soldier 1 /me Mumbles "Y- Ye- Yes sir!" /me He gets a weak grip
on his rifle but can't bring him self to stand up.
#Sergeant Jenkins "God, damn it!" /me blows a deep breath and
leaves his cover rapidly to fire upon the fearless enemy!
The Sergeant lays down some fire attempting to hit the closes
legion soldier.
#Soldier 1 /me Manages to stumble to his feet clutching his
rifle to his chest.
Sergeant Jenkins notices the soldier on his feet.
#Sergeant Jenkins yells "Get over here now, soldier and shoot
these bastards!"
#Soldier 1 mutters "On my way sir."
#Soldier 1 /me waddles over to the sergeants position and moves
further out of cover while taking aim on legion troops.
The legion troops have stopped their advance and use trashed
cars as cover.
#Sergeant Jenkins /me turns to see the wounded soldier on the
ground.
#Sergeant Jenkins yells "Don't die on me, none of my mean are
dying today! That's an order soldier!"
#Soldier 2 /me lays on the ground with his bloody hands tight
around the wound in his leg.
#Soldier 2 "Y- yes s-," /me coughs up some blood.
#Sergeant Jenkins /me turns back around and continues his fire
on the legion troops.
One of the legion soldiers has been hit in the chest and and
bleeds out on the ground.
The rest of the legion troops draw machetes and charge the NCR
troops.
#Sergeant Jenkins says to soldier 1 "Hold fire. wait till they
get closer and then fire!"
The legion troops charge until they are around 10 meters away.
#Sergeant Jenkins "Now! Fire!"
Both troops have their aim zeroed in and both shot hit the
legion troops in the chest.
#Sergeant Jenkins /me lowers his rifle and looks to soldier 1.
"Not bad soldier, not bad."
Have you been an NCR before?Nope.
What are the IC goals of the NCR and what do they do? NCR was
formed from Shady sands by Aradesh and since becoming a small
community they have grown to have the biggest army in the West.
They strive to maintain law and order in the wasteland and
progress back to the old ways.
Backstory of your character: (200 words +) Ben Clarke was
brought up in up in shady sands along with many others. When his
father wasn't fighting for the NCR they bonded well together and
spent much of their time doing activities. His father was
Sergeant in the NCR military and was on his 4th tour when his
camp near vault city was attacked by raiders in the night, and
the camp was reported to have no survivors. Ever since then,
Ben has longed to join the NCR army and avenge his father. He
trained hard before enlisting, to show he had what it took to be
come a NCR soldier. Ben wanted to avenge his father by killing
raiders, the only reason he joined the NCR was to get his hands
on a decent rifle and some men to back him up. He plans on
turning into self employment merc when he saves up his money to
afford all the equipment. Then he can call the shots and run
things his way .After enlisting, he was signed on to the NCR
military and sent with many other recruits to Mojave
outpost,Rusty Springs, attempting the hold back legion forces.
On the way, the recruits were ambushed and most of them either
slaughtered or captured by the legionaries.
Ben, was quick and lucky to escape, and since then has been
heading back to Shady sands, but came across rusty springs and
noticed they had a NCR base, which then occurred to him he had
stumbled across the Mojave outpost.
[In Character Section]
This is a letter you are sending to a high ranked NCR Officer,
don't use things like 'lol', 'omg' and 'ffs'!
Full name: Ben Robinson Clarke
Age: 21
Height: 6'1
Any physically or mental imperfects: No.
Do you have a certain reputation in the NCR? NCR citizen, in
training to become A soldier.
Have you had any previous afflection with the NCR? No.
Do you have skills that might be useful for the NCR? I have
trained my self to handle a gun keep calm in sticky situations.
#Post#: 575--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Comrade_Shaun
Date: April 28, 2013, 3:30 pm
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Trial.
Let's see how your RP is on the server.
#Post#: 663--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Hihie
Date: April 29, 2013, 2:04 pm
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[Out Of Character Section]
Steam name: Hihie
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:37635519
Your whitelist can be taken away immediately for abusing/
FailRping. Do you understand? Yes, I do.
How long have you been Serious Roleplaying (years and hours)?
Some years, some hours...
How long have you been with the Wayside Alabaster
server/community? For a while...
Have you been kicked/ banned from the Wayside Alabaster server
once? Yes, kicked once for /pm spamming.
Have you donated? No, and I am not thinking of donating.
Give us a roleplay example. (FearRp, PainRp, CombatRp; 35 lines
+)
FearRP:
Bandit walks around in the wastes.
Bandit turns to the human, paying attention to it.
Bandit slowly raises its rifle and starts aiming at it.
Bandit shouts: Hey you there! Get down, or I will shoot!
Wastelander quickly turns to the human with the rifle.
Bandit shouts: Yes, you!
Wastelander begins to tremble a little bit and slowly crouches
down and gets on the ground.
Bandit shouts: Yeah! That's right, you little son of a bitch!
Wastelander says: Wha-What do you want?
Bandit slowly walks towards to the wastelander.
Wastelander: He-hello?
Bandit says: Drop...your....caps...
Wastelander: Par-pardon me?
Bandit says in a very low tone: Are you deaf, you stupid
motherfucker? I told you to drop your fucking caps!
Wastelander says: Okay....
Wastelander slowly reaches to its bag and starts pulling at the
velcro.
Bandit says: One wrong move, and you're dead.
Wastelander moves its left hand into its bag and slowly moves it
all around.
Bandit says: You're tired, you lil' dickface, naziscum. I eat
commies like you at breakfast while doing the math!
Wastelander quickly takes its hands out of its bag and turns the
bag upside down.
/it Several stimpaks, packages mentats and caps are falling onto
the ground.
Bandit says: Whoa, nigguh! Look at that!
Wasteland says: Tha-Thats all what I have...
Bandit whispers in to the wastelander's left ear: A man chooses,
a slave obeys...
Wastelander says in a very high tone: That's all I have
got....can I go now?
Bandit says: No, no, no....Noone is going anywhere right now....
Wastelander begins to gasp heavily
Bandit says: Undress....
Wastelander shouts: What?!
Bandit says: I said undress you little bitch!
Wastelander says with a silent voice: Okay....
Bandit says: What was that?
Wastelander reaches for its shoulders and starts pulling its
shirt up.
Wastelander slowly reaches for its pants and slowly pulling it
down.
Bandit chuckles a bit and shouts: Protectron! Come!
Protectron slowly stomps towards to the bandit.
Protectron says in a robotic voice: Recording...
Have you been an NCR before? No, I haven't.
What are the IC goals of the NCR and what do they do? Reviving
democracy and justice. They build/rebuild new/old
towns and protect the citizens against major threats like the
Fiends, raiders, The Legion.
Backstory of your character: (200 words +)
Alex Walker was born in 2265, in Boneyard. 10 Years after the
birth, his father was shunned from Boneyard for
racially-motivated murder.
Since then, rumors about his bloodthirst spreaded out into the
whole Core Region, giving him a negative reputation.
And that was the reason, why Alex, and his family, his dad, and
his mother, moved from one place to an another, turning them
into nomads.
Two years later, They ended up living in a huge village, called
Arroyo. One year later, his father ran away into the wastes and
never coming back.
Since then, her mother had no time for Alex and worked as hard
as she could in the farm. In the meantime, she even forced her
son to help out.
But that was only in the meantime. After some months, the rumors
about Alex's father also reached this village.
Alex had several arguments about the rumors with his friends and
risked losing them as quickly as he got them. His reputation
status decreased significantly in the whole quarter of the town.
Some days later, he lost his interests about reputation and
such, beginning to lose his interests about other people, and
their thoughs.
He spent his leisure alone in his room with toy cars and teddy
bears. He wasn't interested in going outside and playing games
like the other kids did.
Three years later, Alex found his first partner at the school.
Before the partnership, he was a friend of his father, who was
Alex's neighbour.
Even if Alex hated the streets, sometimes, his mother forced him
to buy food to survive in the town. He founded a man, who
already heard about his rumors, but wasn't really hostile
towards him.
In fact, he even felt with him, worried about him and even tried
to organize a better life for him. He chummed up with Alex and
cared about him, for a while, since her mother didn't really
care
about his presence. Alex's new friend was trained in explosives
and building traps. He teached him how to disarm bear traps and
such. After some months, Alex discovered the daughter of his
friend.
Alex, and his partner, Eva, slowly began to know eachother.
After some dates, the day has come, where the two attempt to
train the reproduction progress.
This day, Alex discovered his asexuallity. He was able to feel
sex drive, but for one reason, he never really wanted to perform
such a progress. It was because of his past.
He wasn't accustomed to thinks like that, caring about an
another person, and being responsible about a female human
being.
Alex never saw the Eva, and her father again. Five years later,
his mother passed by, dying because of radiation. Alex decided
to head north with the caravans, friend of her mother.
Several months later, they finally arrived in Washington, the
beginning of his new life.
[In Character Section]
This is a letter you are sending to a high ranked NCR Officer,
don't use things like 'lol', 'omg' and 'ffs'!
Full name: Alex Walker
Age: 21
Height: 189cm
Any physically or mental imperfects: Mental disorder: Attention
Deficit Disorder
Do you have a certain reputation in the NCR? None.
Have you had any previous afflection with the NCR? None.
Do you have skills that might be useful for the NCR? Can apply
some bandages, and I am able to set off traps easily.
#Post#: 708--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Victoreno
Date: April 30, 2013, 2:39 pm
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Trial.
Not quite sure about the application but the backstory seems
pretty original and good.
Besides smaller grammar flaws it's okay.
#Post#: 902--------------------------------------------------
Re: New California Republic
DIR By: Dominimator
Date: May 2, 2013, 5:07 pm
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[Out Of Character Section]
Steam name:[The Immortals]Dominimator
Steam ID:Steam_0:1:1 7092966
Your whitelist can be taken away immediately for abusing/
FailRping. Do you understand? Yes , I understood
How long have you been Serious Roleplaying (years and hours)? 1
Year Rp (Pen and Paper) , 130 Hours in GMod.
How long have you been with the Wayside Alabaster
server/community? About a month.
Have you been kicked/ banned from the Wayside Alabaster server
once? Yeah once.
Have you donated? Yep 8 Pounds.
Give us a roleplay example. (FearRp, PainRp, CombatRp; 35 lines
+)
The Major sends some troopers to collect the taxes of an
occupied area.
Trooper 1 arrives at the meeting point and nods to Trooper 2:"So
here we go again."
Trooper 2 says:"Good to see you again. How's it going?"
Trooper 1 says:"Good, good. And for you?"
Trooper 2 leaves a sigh:"Man it's getting worse."
Trooper 1 says:"Why?"
Trooper 2 says:"My ex-wife and I had a divorce."
Trooper 1 says:"Sorry to hear that, buddy."
Trooper 2 says:"It's alright, let's not talk about that okay?"
Trooper 1 says:"Sure. How's work back in Rusty?"
Trooper 2 says:"Not bad at all. And how's yours at the outpost?"
Trooper 1 says:"Actually I was transferred to Rusty. No more
seasonal work here."
Trooper 2 says:"Good to hear buddy. You get more payment here?"
Trooper 1 says:"Only a bit. Danger bonus. But hey I've got
friends here."
Trooper 1 lays his arm around Trooper 2's shoulder.
Trooper 2 says:"So nice to hear, well, that will definitely back
me up."
The troopers approach a shack.
Trooper 1 says:"Steady now, we are almost there."
Trooper 1 and Trooper 2 walk in front of the door.
Trooper 1 knocks on the door multiple times and states:"NCR
here. Open the door, please."
The door slightly opens and a male voice raises.
Somebody yells:"Go away!"
Trooper 2 says:"Mister, open the door now or we have to use
force."
The door opens completely and a young man appears.
Young Man says:"What is it?"
Trooper 1 says:"We are here to collect the taxes."
Young man looks around nervously and mutters:"What taxes?"
Trooper 2 says:"The usual NCR taxes. 20 NCR dollars."
Young man says:"Never heard of that."
Trooper 2 says:"To ensure your safety. We have to collect them
now. Just give us the money or can't you pay?"
Young man says:"I can pay, but I won't just give my money to
random people."
Trooper 1 shows his NCR dog tag.
Trooper 1 says:"Should be enough. Please give us the money now."
Young Man comments "Could be stolen." and suddenly attempts to
slam the door shut, running off inside.
Trooper 2 places his foot between door and frame. The boot holds
of most off the force.
Trooper 1 draws his pistol and aims at the door. He nods to his
colleague.
Trooper 2 pushes the door open.
Trooper 1 enters the shack, securing to his left and right.
There is a tilted table in the middle of the shed.
Trooper 2 yells:"Pay the taxes and nothing will happen."
Two arms raise behind the table. It's Young Man.
Trooper 1 aims at the man's chest.
Young Man backs off, seemingly nervous and twitching slightly as
he notices the gun.
Young Man stutters: "He-Hey st-stop it."
Trooper 1 lowers his voice and puts his pistol back into the
holster:"Maybe you are new here, but you need to pay. We don't
want to force you to."
The young man pulls out his wallet, opens it and holds out some
dollar bills to Trooper 1 with shivering hands.
Trooper 1 takes them and leaves the barrack.
Trooper 2 marks the shack on a map.
Young Man closes the door.
The troopers continue their mission.
Have you been an NCR before? No.
What are the IC goals of the NCR and what do they do? They want
to bring democracy to the wasteland and try to wipe out the
Legion. In Washington they're meant to hold back the Legion,
which is trying to advance and invade the state, while their
headquarter lies in Shady Sands, California.
Backstory of your character: (200 words +)
He was born and raised on the 3rd September 2261 in
Washington.His father was a NCR soldier and his mother took care
of the household, raising him and his two younger brothers by
the ways of democracy. His family wasn't the wealthiest and
trouble with crime was always a big problem for the family.
Clayton always protected his brothers and his mother, because
his father always told him to so. He learned how to fight in
hand to hand combat in early age
and when he was 16, he even visited a fighting school where he
learned boxing, the basics of self defense and other advanced
techniques.
He often worked at part time jobs: As farmhand or - most of the
time - as guard at shops. When he was 18 he successfully applied
for the NCR and underwent
the basic training. In his spare time after the training he had
to go back home again, because his father was about to die.
Clayton went to his father's deathbed and spent his father's
remaining lifetime with him. After his father passed away, he
stayed with his mother until his
brothers were old enough to take care of her and the remains of
the family.
[In Character Section]
This is a letter you are sending to a high ranked NCR Officer,
don't use things like 'lol', 'omg' and 'ffs'!
Full name: Clayton Carmine
Age: 25
Height: 1.89M
Any physically or mental imperfects:
None.
Do you have a certain reputation in the NCR?
My father was a Soldier.
Have you had any previous afflection with the NCR?
None.
Do you have skills that might be useful for the NCR?
I am a good speaker and I also have some medical knowledge. I
know how to shoot with low caliber guns like 9mm Pistols and I
also know boxing and self defense.
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