Fallout Universe a Texted base Roleplay

[Communist]

Name: Trolldsa
Age: 21
Inventory: 200 5.56 Ammo, 20 40mm grenades, 10 missiles, 5 mini-nukes, 400 10mm ammo, 100 25mm grenades,  500 9mm ammo, 200 .308 ammo, 100 .357 ammo, 300 flamer fuel, 100 electron charge packs, 200 micro-fusion cells.
Wearing: T-45D power armor
Faction: nop
Wielding: Fat Man, Missile Launcher, Sniper Rifle, Grenade Launcher, Grenade Rifle, Plasma Rifle, etc
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skill: All
Location: Everywhere

[Ad Bot]

[nienhaus1]

I start driving, I look up at the sun, and yell to my guard who's name I still don't know, "It's going to be night or early morning when get get to Vegas. Also the name's Lenouse, But you can just call me Mr. K.

[Tomcat]

Name: John.
Age: 30- something.
Inventory: Combat Shotgun, Ripper, 32. Revolver, 2 cases of cigarettes, 21 stims, 34 jet nodules, various mechanical parts.
Wearing: Combat Armor.
Faction: Lone gun.
Wielding: Binoculars.
Main Currency: Caps, but trading mostly.
Top Skill: Guns, specifically close quarter.
Location: Mojave Outpost.

[Mikoyan]

I eat most of the steak putting out the fire and throwing leftovers in the tent.

[Frontrox]

John runs into the communications room and slams the door, he quickly barricades the door with desks and chairs. John walks over to the communications console and plugs it into the last portable power source. Something starts to pound on the door, John pulls out his 12 gauge and sets it on the desk next to him. "Come on you damn thing!" John punches the communications console, it hums for a few seconds then turns on. The pounding on the door has grown louder, the door cracks open. "okay...okayy...I got this.." John types a few lines of code bringing him to 'commstr.exe'. "H-Hello?? Can anyone hear me?"

[Tomcat]

     The Mojave Wasteland, a large expanse of people waiting to be killed and people ready to hire me to kill whatever lowlife scum they find. I walked over to the desk where Major Knight used to be at. He was dead now, killed by some nameless raid on the Outpost. I didn't care. I just reached around the empty desk and grabbed spare keys to the Outpost. Nobody cared, I didn't care. I was heading out again, going on one of my many expeditions in the Mojave Wasteland.


I see a fire in the distance, and my legs are getting tired lugging all of these chems around. I head over and find a man wearing some advanced armor.
"Hey, mind if I stay?"
Of course, nobody approaches another human being in the Wasteland without a weapon at the ready. I had a concealed pocketknife behind my pack, ready to be thrown just in case.

[Mikoyan]

"It'd be my pleasure." I say tossing him quilt to sit on. "Want anything to eat? I have leftover gecko."

[Frontrox]

The door is starting to open even further. John leaves the mic on and broadcasts on every channel "Hello?! Can anyone hear me?!"

[nienhaus1]

As I park outside Freeside I tell my guard to sit here and wait. I come out about Two or Three hours later with a knife wound in left forearm. I'm carrying a pretty big box with me and put it in my truck. I get in my car and start to drive towards the Mojave Outpost to make a major trade.
Also it's 15 years in and we can all change the history how we wont to and if someone doesn't like it then I'll make a poll. Also Mick is dead.
As I turn on my radio I see a new station and put it on. I hear some one yelling, "Hello?! Can anyone hear me?!"
I pick up my mic and plug it in and say, "Hey, whats up?"

[Tomcat]

Meh, sure.

[nienhaus1]

As I come closer to Mojave Outpost I see what I think to people not wearing faction armor and I think, "I might be able to make a good sale I have some camping stuff I think still and I did get that tent."
I park next to them and ask them, "Hey you Wasters want to trade?"

[Frontrox]

"Our reactor failed! Everyone turned into ghouls! I've barricaded myself in the coms room, it won't hold m-" The power cell was drained, broadcasting on every channel drained it of every single volt.
The door is open wide enough for the ghouls to stick their arms though.

[Communist]

Trolldsa sees a deathclaw! Attempts to shoot with mini-nuke. Cripples both his legs and deathclaw's. Deathclaw health = 50%
Trolldsa health = 40%. Deathclaw uses hand attack! Trolldsa health = 2%! Trolldsa uses console! Deatlhclaw health = pootis! Trolldsa legitimately beats deathclaw!

[nienhaus1]

Trolldsa sees a deathclaw! Attempts to shoot with mini-nuke. Cripples both his legs and deathclaw's. Deathclaw health = 50%
Trolldsa health = 40%. Deathclaw uses hand attack! Trolldsa health = 2%! Trolldsa uses console! Deatlhclaw health = pootis! Trolldsa legitimately beats deathclaw!

Your not in
After I ask them to trade I notice that the person responded to me and It just cut off so I go to trace it and goes to what looks like a canyon.
Also making a map anyone want a place marked?
I walk back to the people and ask if they want to trade again.

[Mikoyan]

"Sure, I got some goodies from up in the Colorado and Kansas areas. Take a look."