Fallout Universe a Texted base Roleplay

[Mikoyan]

"Say, where are we going anyways?"

[Ad Bot]

[Tomcat]

I actually followed the soldiers, who were going towards Hoover Dam. Along the way, I recognized a friend, the green trader. I approached him, while the soldiers were still marching.

[xxxxkill]

I'm now following Tomcat, for whatever reason.

[nienhaus1]

After we clear the smoke I pull up to some shack that looks like there's nobody inside. I start to walk inside and I see a dead man, I see his clean clothing and makes me think of how mines covered in blood. So I swap clothing and I walk over to a locker and find a sniper rifle and some ammo. I leave my shotgun and take the rifle. Then yell, "Anyone in here!" (Note Second story shack)
Tomcat your in control of the event, remember that if it goes to crazy/someone doesn't like what you did I'll be making a poll for it to see if it should be kept or not.

[Mikoyan]

"You got a lock on this truck? looks like a good place to stay for the night." I unpack my bedroll and lantern inside and start cleaning all of my weapons with cleaning kits. I also notice how thirsty I am, "Anyone want some Nuka Cola?" I say as I take a sip.

[nienhaus1]

"Yeah, I'm going to go lock the truck." I walk outside and stick a lead pipe in the steering wheel and lock the doors with my set of keys. I then walk to the back of the truck and grab 3 bottles of fresh water, maize, and some fresh apples and walk back inside.  I then ask, "Want some fresh water instead? Or maybe an apple." I then toss the man a bottle of water and an apple and set the rest of the food down besides my maize and eat it. Hey Brotherhood, Here's some food. I pull over the table into the middle of the room along with 3 chairs and set down and say, "Come sit guys, Also I would like to know your name Nuka-Cola"

[Watcher In The Myst]

Name: Amber Hunt (female, durr)
Age: 27
Inventory: Combat knife, .308 round x78
Wearing: NCR Veteran Ranger armor (bloodstained), veteran decstar fish helmet (bloodstained)
Faction: Loner
Wielding: Scoped hunting rifle
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skill: Sneak
Location: Southwestern mountain, foxhole with ghillie netting, in the 'basement'

note on my char's base

11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: My character
11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: lives ontop of one of the mountains in the canyon
11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: she has a foxhole with ghillie netting
11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: and a hidden trapdoor that leads to a little basement
11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: where she keeps her food, water and sleeps
11:41 PM - [PSG-O] Vinyl Tap: it's also got a working fridge and ligh

[Mikoyan]

I pull out a chair and sit down, "My name's Alexander, my family used to call me Alex for short. I was born and raised in New Canaan before it got destroyed by tribals in the Utah territory. My travels have taken me as far as the border of Canada from Montanna. I'm an excellent survivalist and marksman. I found this tent and backpack I'm always lugging around in Ohio and it sure has served me well through those Colorado winters. My rifle is lever action and shoots .44 rounds, I named her Sarah after a dog I had for a long time. It eventually died of freezing to death on a mountain in Idaho." I say without taking a single breath, "Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

[Frontrox]

I sit at the table, and just look around.

[Mikoyan]

"What's your story Brotherhood?"

[Frontrox]

"Everybody I know is dead..."

[Mikoyan]

"You and me are a lot alike friend..."

[Watcher In The Myst]

Amber slid down the hill and got off, jogging about a tenth of a mile to the truck parked outside the shack. She drew her combat knife and smashed the window with the steel grip, hitting off all the glass before tossing her rifle in the passenger's seat.

[Mikoyan]

"Excuse me fellas." I get out of my seat to go outside and smoke a cigarette.

[Frontrox]

I throw back the chair and burst though the wall with my shotgun drawn.