Fallout Universe a Texted base Roleplay

[Mikoyan]

I shove Sean off of me and I walk over to pack up my tent.

[Ad Bot]

[plad101]

I shove Sean off of me and I walk over to pack up my tent.

I stole your armor!

[Mikoyan]

I take it back.

[plad101]

12 hours later...


"The Legion is gone... lets get the forget out of here! i know a guy up in Novac to help us"

[Mikoyan]

I put my backpack on and head off for the Enclave base.

[plad101]

I put my backpack on and head off for the Enclave base.

"Alex... We arent done yet."

[Mikoyan]

"Alex... We arent done yet."

"forget off." I start heading in the general direction of Las Vegas.

[Lil D]

Name:  Jacob Wilkes
Age:  23
Health:  100/100(I'll have to check when I get back on my Xbox)
Inventory: Varmint rifle, 167 5.56 rounds, Caravan shotgun, 67 20 guage shells, knife, 3 stimpaks, 1 Doctor's bag, 2 weapon repair kits
Wearing:  Leather armor
Faction:  None right now
Wielding:  Service rifle
Main Currency:  Bottle caps(994)
Top Skill:  Guns
Location:  Great Khan encampment near Sloan

Ever since I was brought here by the group of merchants I had usually travelled with, everything had been going wrong.  First, we were attacked by a group of raiders as we passed a police station near the NCR Mojave Outpost, and after that, on our way to sloan, some remnants of the Powder Gangers attacked us with dynamite at the Powder Ganger camp west.  I was the only person in our group to have any real combat experience or skill with weapons and sneaking.  Everyone else had all of their skill points set to barter.  Now I was here in the Great Khan camp with two paranoid idiot merchants next to me.  Great.

Name:  Jacob Wilkes
Age:  23
Health:  100/100
Inv:  Varmint rifle, 167 5.56 rounds, Caravan shotgun, 67 20 gauge shells, knife, 3 stimpaks, 1 Doctor's bag, 2 weapon repair kits
Wearing:  Leather armor
Faction:  None right now
Wielding:  Service rifle
Main currency:  Bottle caps(994)
Top Skill:  Guns
Location:  Great Khan encampment near sloan

[nienhaus1]

I was asked by someone to bring this back in a message. I can't send messages. So I was say, Yes, This will come back. And remember if you never played Fallout:NV Then get the forget out.

[Fracture]

Sense the other one is stuff.
Name: Curt Matthews
Age: 23
Inventory: 1000 caps, a 9mm, a few bullets, and a knife
Wearing: Grimy Pre-War businesswear
Faction: -
Wielding: -
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skill: Bartering
Location: The Strip

I walk into the New Vegas strip fully prepared to lose some money. Gambling has become quite an "Obsession" as of late. I walk into the Gomorrah.
(Not much right now, just want to get in the rp.)

[Mikoyan]

Name: Alexandria

Age: 20

Inventory: 12 caps, scotch, Backpack

Wearing: Dress

Faction: -

Wielding: scotch

Main Currency: Caps

Top Skill:
1. Speech
2. Guns
3. Medicine


Location: The Strip, The Tops bar

"loving hell." I mutter to myself, "Thought this strip place was supposed to be big and exciting. It's just a city in the middle of a long walk..." I take a drink of scotch, "I paid 2,000 caps to get in this hellhole..." I take another drink, "Now what am I going to do?"

(Check your PMs Nien)

[Jokey365]

Well now.

Name: Maxwell Nappy
Age: 15
Inventory: Recharger Rifle
Wearing: Aviator goggle, flannel jacket, black undershirt, dress pants, moccasins.
Faction: LONE WOLF
Wielding: Nothing
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skills: Science and Energy Weapons
Location: Outside New Vegas Strip
"YOU SHALL LET ME PASS!" I shout at the guard robot. "No." answers. "I will rewire your system and make you do my bidding!" I threaten. "Is that a threat?" he asks, lifting his weapon. "NO!" I shout, backing away. "Well dang, how am I going to get inside now... I need to get the goods!"

[Fracture]

After gambling at the Gomorrah, I walk out feeling helpless. 200 Caps left. stuff. I was lucky to get away from the Blackjack tables when I could. Not much I can really do now, though. I figure the best option for tonight would be to go to Freeside and find a cheap hotel. This gambling isnt all its cut out to be.
As I exit the Strip, I notice a young man arguing with the Guard Robot.
"Hey, uh, Kid. You might not want to do that," I say as I step over a pool of dried up blood, "He can get really aggressive."

[Jokey365]

"I need to get in there! I'm a science and energy weapons expert, this robot shouldn't be THAT much trouble!" I whine.

[Fracture]

"Son, You look to be about 16. You cant do stuff to this robot. Sorry, mate." I say as I casually light a cigarette, "Anything you need inside?"