Author Topic: The Capital Wasteland - Fallout Roleplay  (Read 8191 times)

Name: James Armanda
Faction: Raider
Gear: Baseball cap, Raider Badlands Armor
Inventory: 4 dirty waters, 234 caps, Fisto!, Chinise Assault Rifle
Status: Very Evil, in good health shape (by a raider's standards)
Location: An old, musty, and wooden shack near Andale.

It's an awful place in this old shack, but it's home. My dog Paul just died of hunger. Damned old thing. I just saw a BoS patrol go through, almost got found but thank God they didn't see me. I'm gonna go through the sewers and raid Andale.

No scraps here. Visiting the Super-Duper Mart was a stupid idea, all that was there were Raiders. Most of em' were easy to take care. Most of them had 9mm's, sadly one had an assault rifle and nicked my shoulder. Its not to bad, but I think  it would be smart to get some medical attention.

Few Hours later

Entering Megaton was difficult. I felt several glares of hatred. Fools.
Heading over to the bar now. I could use a few drinks.

Name: Knight Captain Alexandria Mik
Faction: Brotherhood of Steel
Gear: Fatigues
Inventory:

Status: tired
Location: Citadel briefing room

I open my eyes and the first thing I see is my dog, Zippy, eyeing me down with his tongue out. "Hehe." I let out a slight chuckle, while I drag myself out of bed. There's a note on my desk, "Knight Captain, report to the briefing room at 0900." I crinkle the paper up and throw it in the garbage can. "Can't I have just one day that doesn't involve patrolling the loving wasteland...?" I pull on some Brotherhood fatigues and head to the briefing room where the elder is. "Knight Captain Mik, reporting as requested" I salute at attention. "As you were, Captain." The Elder says. "Today is the normal, walk around DC, grid Charlie." I can feel my calf soreness now, thinking about how far away it is. "Y-yes sir, I'll get the men ready and leave as soon as possible." "Dismissed." I walk into the armory to my locker and open it, viewing my T-45D Power Armor, Helmet, and laser rifle. I begin to change, making sure no men are in the room.

Name: Colin
Faction: Brotherhood Outcast
Gear: T-45d Power Armour, Laser Pistol, and Laser Rifle.
Inventory: 50 Energy cells, 3 Bottles of Clean Water, 10 Lockpicks, a few caps

Status: In pain, slightly drunk.
Location: Moriarty's Saloon, Megaton

Im trying not to attract any eyes. I sit in the far back corner of Moriarty's. Its obvious that people think im an starfish. Civilians normally dont appreciate us outcasts.
I get up and ask for another drink as a lady from across the room flicks her cigarette  at me. "Knew it was a bad idea to come here" I think to myself as I snap.
I pull out my laser pistol, aim it at the lady, and pull the trigger.
Time freezes. As soon as I touched the trigger I knew I did something wrong.
I had more accuracy than I knew. The laser made direct contact, and she was lit aflame.
Before I can make a run for it, everything goes black.

I've reached Andale, time to kill those organ-sucking sons of bitches. Well, those middle aged guys. Bullstuff. They're all hiding in Bill's house, I see them.

It was an easy kill, and now the kids'll live with alone. I spared the kids so they'll grow up to be a raider like me.
forget! Outcast Patrol!

Name: Knight Captain Alexandria Mik
Faction: Brotherhood of Steel
Gear: T-45D Power Armor, T-45D Power Helmet, Laser Rifle
Inventory: Energy Cells (300), Water (2), Cram (3)

Status: Woken, Bored
Location: A mile and a half away from Megaton

I strap on my boots and walk out into the courtyard to address my platoon, "Ok men, y'know the drill. We've got a patrolling order in grid Charlie. departing at 0945, dismissed."
timeskip
"Looks like Megaton out a mile and a half or so. Lets take a break." I take a water bottle out and sip on it while scanning the horizon...

Name:Colin
Faction: Brotherhood Outcast
Gear: A pair of torn up pants
Inventory: Nothing

Status: Dazed, confused, headache
Location: Unknown

I wake up with a start.
Where the hell am I?
I sit up, and a major amount of pain pulses through my head. I collapse back onto the cot im laying on.
"Dont worry" a voice says from across the room. "No permanent damage, anyway. I've been looking for something to test this new weapon mod on for awhile now."
"Huh? Where am I? Who are you?"
"Oh, silly me! Im Moria Brown, and you're in the Craterside Supply!"
"So... Im still in Megaton? stuff. I gotta get-"
I go to stand up, but I end up collapsing on the floor.
"Not yet you dont! I still gotta do some experimenting! Night night!"
Before I could make a response, she got me with a needle and everything went black.

Poof.

Name: Max
Faction: None (I WORK ALONE)
Gear: Short cargo pants, moccasins, flannel jacket, short sleeved shirt, aviator goggles with cracked lenses
Inventory: Empty bottle of whiskey, revolver with one bullet loaded
Status: Drunk
Location: In tent, about half a mile from Megaton

My eyes lazily opened, and my horrid vision wasn't something I wanted to wake up to. I was wearing a smile on my face as I pulled on my tent to lift myself up, but I just ended up falling, knocking the wind out of me and pulling the tent down on top of me. After struggling to get the thing off, I hoisted myself to my feet, knees shaking as I attempted to gain balance. I pulled my goggles over my eyes, allowing me to see clearly. "Where am I?" I mumbled as I looked at my empty bottle of whiskey. My smile became a frown, and I looked at the surrounding area. "Who did this?" I shouted as I flailed my arms around. "Who gives alcohol to a fourteen year old and hides him in the middle of nowhere?" I said as I began to vomit. Wiping my mouth, I began to stumble towards Megaton.

Name: Knight Captain Alexandria Mik
Faction: Brotherhood of Steel
Gear: T-45D Power Armor, T-45D Power Helmet, Laser Rifle
Inventory: Energy Cells (300), Water (2), Cram (3)

Status: Woken, Interested
Location: A mile and a half away from Megaton

I look over at the kid stumbling over his feet. I toss  water bottle over to one of my knights, "Give the poor boy some water so he can sober up, haha." I take my foot of the rock to interrogate the youngster, taking my helmet off making my hair mat against my sweaty neck, "Hey there partner, what's your name?" I say, taking the bottle and gun away from him...

I belch, and notice the bottle of water. I swipe it from the man holding it and begin slurping at it. After swallowing all the water at once, I vomit again. "Who do you think you are?!" I ask, swinging lightly at the man that took my gun. "I'll take you down with a stick of butter!" I mumbled as I tapped him with my light swings.

"Who taught you your manners? That's no way to treat a lady! Keep an eye on him men, we'll take him to moriarty until he sobers up..." We pack up and start walking towards Megaton taking the kid with us.

"Lady? I'm sorry I can't see well..." I said as I covered up a burp. "Where are we going?"

"Megaton, you're staying with the saloon keeper until you sober up."

"Saloon? Oh joy! More alcohol!" I said as I jumped for joy.

"Megaton, you're staying with the saloon keeper until you sober up."

>Saloon
>Sober
I don't follow.