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Author Topic: Fallout Universe a Texted base Roleplay  (Read 19015 times)

OK just ask Mikoyan ask this is a fresh start from the other one. The NCR rule and what not, whatever. And remember we all make up the story, Not just I.

As I'm walking around The Strip I see one of my men, Drunk on his ass, I walk over to him and tell him, "Get up and go back to the barracks to sober up." I walk away and head to the Tops' Casino to play some slots and hopefully not get kicked out.

Name: Alexandria

Age: 20

Inventory: 12 caps, scotch, Backpack

Wearing: Dress

Faction: -

Wielding:

Main Currency: Caps

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


Location: Freeside


I walk up to the hotel manager, "How much for a room?" "150 caps a night." I give him a real nasty look and finish the rest of my scotch. "Wonder if there's any motels in Freeside, or am I just going to have to put this tent up drunk..?" I walk out the front gates and make my way out to the tiny block of 'Freeside.'

I shrug off the kid and continue walking towards the hotel. Im always nervous walking through Freeside at night. I have faith that the Kings can keep things under control, but there are always thugs.
I enter the hotel and pay for a room along with a bottle of wine. As I head up to my room I think about what will be happening over the next few days.

I look at the man then back at the robot. "Manual override?" I ask. "Only authorized technicians with the proper password can perform a manual override." he responds. "May I see your ID number?" I ask. The robot turns around, I glance at a tiny spot on his behind, and he turns to face me again. "Good luck with that, it would take a genius to figure out a password with an ID number." the robot mocks. I write out a very long equation in the dirt, and get back up and look dead in the... eyes? The eyes of the robot. "749713905." I say. The robot's screen goes to static. "Add a new name to your list of people that may enter the Strip." I command. "Please supply a name." he responds. "Maxwell Nappy." I tell him. "Image or voice demo required." he responds. "Voice demo has began supply since beginning of password input." I say. "Understood." he says. "Maintenance completed, please go back to last given orders." I order. The robot's face comes back and he looks at me. "Have a nice time in New Vegas." he says as he moves to the side for me to pass. I look at the man that doubted me as he walked away, with my goggles pulled down, revealing my red eyes. Without haste, I jog into the Strip to get my job done.
« Last Edit: April 21, 2012, 02:39:20 AM by Jokey365 »

I observe the Atomic Wrangler's hotel room. "Ugh," I rub the grimy sheets in between my fingers, "I have an idea..." I unroll my bedroll from my backpack and place it on the bed. I drunken smile at my ability to 'improvise.' I take off my dress and pack it in my bag. Once I have the bag locked with the key, I climb into my bedroll and fall asleep.

Name: Curt Matthews
Inventory: 1000 caps, a 9mm, a few bullets, and a knife
Wearing: Casual Wear
Faction: -
Wielding: -
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skill: Speech, Guns, Sneak
Location: Freeside


I wake up bright and early and get changed into my casual wear. I figure now would be the best time to go searching for a job. I go to the front desk of the hotel and ask if they have any work for me.
"Hey. Do you guys have any work that needs done?"
"Uh... Yeah. I believe Wendy has a package that needs delivered. Shes upstairs."
I head upstairs and find Wendy. Her door is closed, so I knock.
"Hello? Who is it this time? I dont have your money!"
"Uh, no. Im not who you think I am. I was told you have a package." The door opens.
"Oh. Uh. Okay." She enters her room once again and grabs about 10 different packages, of varying sizes.
"Ma'am. I dont have any way of carrying all of these..."
"Ugh! The youth nowadays... Fine." She enters her room once again and brings out a backpack. "Put em in here"
And so I do. We arrange the prices and im off, first to goodsprings.

Name: Maxwell Nappy
Age: 15
Inventory: Recharger Rifle
Wearing: Aviator goggle (Microchip within material), flannel jacket, black undershirt, dress pants, moccasins.
Faction: LONE WOLF
Wielding: Nothing
Main Currency: Caps
Top Skills: Science and Energy Weapons
Location: Outside The Tops

I run over to The Tops and look everywhere. It's morning because I ended up getting hit with the door on my way in, which knocked me out. I'm an idiot sometimes. I was beginning to get worried that he wouldn't be here. "Please tell me he came back to make sure I didn't ditch him..." I whispered. I feel something metal wrap around my shoulder. "You're here!" I shout, whipping around to see him. "Why yes, why wouldn't I be?" he asks. "Because I couldn't get in for a good several hours." I answer. "Well you're here, that's all that matters." he says. "So, where is it?" I ask. Joe hands me a microchip, and I hide it in the material holding my goggle's lenses in place. "If you have that installed into any computer, you have access to all the data on it, and it took a lot of searching to get all the needed bits of data to put that together." Joe explained. "So it's important?" I ask. "Yes, and with it you can put an end t-" I cut Joe off before he can finish. "This is a public place..." I hiss. "Sorry..." he says. "Well thanks, be sure to stay in touch." I say as I shake his claw. He floats away. "What a good robot..." I thought aloud.

Name: Alexandria
Age: 20
Inventory: 12 caps, .45 bullets 20
Wearing: Regulator Duster, Backpack, Authority glasses.


In Backpack: Bedroll, Canteen, Water Bottles, Dress, food, machete.
Faction: -
Wielding: Varmint Rfle (On back) .45 Pistol (Holster)
Main Currency: Caps

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

Location: Outskirts of New Vegas


I wake up, "forget this bed." I say cringing at the soreness in my back. I roll my bedroll up and tie it to my bag. After that, I put my duster and glasses on. "Wash the sheets." I say walking out of the hotel. "Where the forget should I go?" I say. I mutter something to myself. "South it is." I say aloud as I start walking South.


"Perhaps I could go to Novac... I'm sure they have a room with a usable computer, plus I could rest there for a bit..." I mumble to myself as I walk. When I reach the outer part of New Vegas, I'm staring at my feet as I think of where to go to get the data out of the chip. "Black Mountain?" I mumble. I bump into somebody, get a mouth full of backpack, and fall, causing the microchip to poke out of my goggles.

"Oh, sorry kid." I help him up. "Where are you headed?"

"No idea really, I just need a computer..." I respond as I push the microchip back into my goggles.

"I've got nowhere else to go, want me to accompany you?"

I think about the situation at hand. She might take all the information on the microchip! She could use it against me! SHE MIGHT TRY TO TURN ME AND MY SECRET IN! "I suppose so, but we'll have to hurry, we need to get to Novac sooner rather than later." I answer.

"Uh ok, lead the way I guess!" I look at him big eyed.

"TO NOVAC WE GO!" I say enthusiastically as I begin walking. I pat at my goggles a bit, to make sure the microchip won't fall out again.