[ above image serves as a link to game setup, layout, and other information ]

[ a private roleplay between Fiona_Watergate and Wavi ]

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It's been about 247 years since the bombs were dropped. The planet that we once knew and loved was... destroyed. A crumbling civilization fought to survive, but it soon became evident that survival was no longer possible for those that weren't living in the underground world known as Pandora. Those who were able to escape the blasts are probably the only ones alive. There are rumors that people on the topside, those that weren't locked away in a vault, have started to undergo a gruesome change. Can you say... radiation poisoning? It has, without a doubt, altered the DNA structure within the human core. People are no longer people. Anyone who didn't seek refuge within an atomic structure or vault is damned - they are no longer human. They want you. They want your flesh. Your blood. Your brains.

Leaving? Tch, are you stupid? Death is the only thing that awaits you. Your only choice is to stay where you are.

Venturing outside, are we? You're screwed. No, worse than screwed. You're dead. No one can live out there. No one. Or at least, that's what the authorities are trying to brainwash you into believing....

[ shall we see who's playing in this adventure? ]

BIRTH FACTS:

Full Name: Jessica Lynne Garrette
Nickname: Bandit
Gender: Female
Race: Caucasian
Ethnicity: German-American
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:

+6 Strength
+5 Perception
+5 Endurance
+8 Charisma
+7 Intelligence
+5 Agility
+4 Luck

SKILLS:

Combat: Small guns, guns, and melee
Active: Lockpick, steal, first aid, and survival
Passive: Speech, persuasion, and outsoorsman

PERKS:

Black Widow, Hunter, Cowboy, Shotgun Surgeon, Terrifying Presence, Animal Friend x2, And Stay Back, Home on the Range, Alertness, Run 'n Gun, Tribal Wisdom, Mile In Their Shoes, and Walker Instinct

BIRTH FACTS:

Full Name: Dimitri Elliott Alkaev
Nickname: Slasher
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Ethnicity: Russian
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Was black, but it's graying now

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:

+6 Strength
+7 Perception
+7 Endurance
+1 Charisma
+9 Intelligence
+4 Agility
+6 Luck

SKILLS:

Combat: Guns and Explosives
Active: Doctor, First Aid, Medic, Medicine, Science, and Repair
Passive: Deception and Gambling

PERKS:

Living Anatomy, Cannibal, Nerd Rage, Ghastly Scavenger, Chemist, Jury Rigging, Chem Resistant, Computer Whiz, Spray 'n Pray, In Shining Armor, Alertness, Lessons Learned, Voracious Reader, Hit The Deck, and Pyromaniac

BIRTH FACTS:

Full Name: Cinneide Isaac Nashe
Nickname: Cinder
Gender: Male
Race: Humaniod
Ethnicity: American through and through
Eye Color: Left is silver and the right is blue
Hair Color: Black

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:

+8 Strength
+1 Perception
+9 Endurance
+1 Charisma
+5 Intelligence
+8 Agility
+9 Luck

SKILLS:

Combat: Energy Weapons, Big Guns, Melee Weapons
Active: Mechanics, Repair, Science, Traps
Passive: Deception, Gambling, Bartering (via threatening)

PERKS:

Run 'n Gun, Bloody Mess, Hand Loader, Lead Belly, Toughness, Pack Rat, Quick Draw, Plasma Spaz, Long Haul, Unstoppable Force, Jury Rigging, Meltdown, Super Slam, Rad Absorption, Nerves of Steel

BONUS SKILLS:

+ Flight. His boots (erm, legs) are equipped with rocket boosters.
+ Shield-mode. Cinder's left arm has the ability to wield a shield.
+ Steel Fist. He can punch walls down and it doesn't do much physical damage.

BIRTH FACTS:
Full Name: Lilith Morgan
Nickname: Firefly
Gender: Female
Race: Caucasian
Ethnicity: Russian
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color:Brown
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:
+4 Strength
+5 Perception
+4 Endurance
+8 Charisma
+9 Intelligence
+7 Agility
+4 Luck
SKILLS:
Combat: guns, and melee
Active: Sneak,Traps, Steal, and survival
Passive: Speech, persuasion, and Pilot
PERKS:Silent Running,Thief, Lead Belly, Strong Back, Explorer, Animal Friend, Silent Running, Little Leaguer, Mister Sandman, Super Slam, Friend of the Night, Swift Learner, Weapon Handling,

The scent of death loomed in the dry desert air. Nose wrinkling, the masked woman turned to the lanky male that towered over her. "I think…" she paused to wet her lips with her tongue, "we're lost."

A pair of green eyes flicked down to the woman as a smirk was drawn on his face. "I never get lost, my love." It was true, though. The words he spoke. Being who he was, this male was never one to just casually get lost. If they were lost, it was because she didn't heed his directions.

Taking the woman's hands into his own, he smiled. "Co'mon. Just down this way and we'll be in MOORE TOWN." His semi-haughty tone caught the woman off guard and riled her up a bit. Her gloved hand smacked his face, but ever so lightly for he had caught it before it could leave a vivid read mark. "I told you, love, I know where I am at all times. I never get lost."

Lips pressing against hers, he playfully tugged her toward the town. Fingers drawing a line across the horizon, he backed them up some to point to a far off rock. "Just past there. Shouldn't take too long."

"Race ya!" she said immediately after his finger went up.

Sighing, the grizzly-haired male followed suit, only he kept his pace slightly behind hers for he knew better than to win. Why? For a scorn woman meant no sex for the night, or at least with this woman.

When their eyes were finally fixed on the crumbling town, MOORE TOWN, the woman elbowed her partner. "No killing anyone, Slashy," she said with a large smirk.

Together, hand in hand, the two approached the town. As they drew nearer, it was actually "Slashy" that noticed a figured perked on one of the buildings. "Keep a wary eye on the northern roof. I spy a sniper," he cooed into her ear. "Oh and, don't call me Slashy around these people."

"Eh? Never. I would only call you Slasher. Slashy is your bed name~" A wink followed her song-like comment. "And who I am again?" she teased.

"Bandit. The infamous Bandit that roams the wasteland with her trusty, low-life, murderous partner… Slasher."

Everyone knew their names. Everyone knew their faces (or what they could see of them). Everyone knew Bandit wore a mask like a thief. Everyone knew that Slasher was the most skilled medic in the area. They were, in simplest terms, famous across Texas. Sometimes a bit too famous.

Bandit, the woman that lead them on this wild goose chase, stepped into the shadows caused by the large gate. Turning her head up to Slasher, a smug look coated her face. "Remember, play nice."

Lilith looked to the small group of men that surrounded her, for she could see what they wanted, and she wasn't going to let them have her. A small growl arose from her as she took to her fighting stance. "Now now. Four against one." she said in a thick Russia ascent. "that's not fair..." She took the two small daggers out of her boots, "Wana fight?" she yelled out to them. Lilith rarely found comfort in the cities, but she need supplies, for it always seem that she was to fight when she entered the Cities. She turned on her radio and ran towards the two men in front of her. "I don't lose." she said as she ran the two daggers, one along each of there throats. They looked to each other and as they did blood ran down there necks from the fine cuts the daggers had made.
Lilith looked to the other two. "Well?" she said to them. They shook there heads and ran off. Two of the guards walked in the ally and looked to her. They ran to her and grabbed her daggers, "Firefly you've been charged with the death of two men." she tried to fight them off but they were to strong. She kicked and and fought till they put her in the brink. "I won't say here." she said. Her ascent thickened when she felt threaten. "Let me go!!!" she said as she pounded on the wall. "Fuck..." Was the last thing she said as she sat back. She wasn't sure if any one was going to let her out. It wasn't her fault that those men were gross. She sat back and looked out the bard window.

Flashing the guard at the door her cheeky grin, Bandit was allowed to enter. The male guard gave Slasher the spiel as to why the shady man wasn't allowed to enter.

"You got a name," Slasher coaxed it out of the man, "Chester. What a lowly name." He was going to punch the man's lights out, but Bandit's wiggling figure told him otherwise. Eyes rolling and chest puffed out, he stomped off toward the left side of the door. "Tch, you're lucky she's on your side… I'd have rolled your head off by now."

Chester shuddered. Immediately, he recanted his previous statement and allowed Slasher to follow after the masked woman. "Sheesh," he breathed as a bit of fear choked him, "that man's insane!"

Cocky grin on his face, Slasher, with ease, caught up to his partner's hasty pace. "Oh, would you look at that. You played nice AND got in," leaning forward and over, she planted a small peck on the green eyed man's cheek. "Let's see if we can russell up some grub!"

Weaving there way toward the middle of town, a few people had stepped from their homes to spy on the dynamic duo. Bandit and Slasher, boy were they a rare sight.

Her blues eyes danced across the sullen looking shacks, looking and hoping for a sign that would lead them closer to their mission. As they were prancing about, the blonde caught the eyes of a defeated man. Or rather… a captured woman. Lips turning up, Bandit tugged on the sleeve of her counterpart. "Looks like they got themselves a troublemaker…."

Listening to his love's comment, Slasher's dull eyes slid toward the jail, if you could even call it that. "Is that a plan I see in your eyes, my love?"

"A plan. Nonsense. Why ever would I be so devious as to let a criminal go free?" Her words were twisted and dark; the cackle and side smirk that followed even hinted that she was about to do something not so trustworthy. "Why don't you help our pretty little bandit out, love."

With a bob of the head, Slasher stepped back, completely losing his once in-sync pace with Bandit. Strolling ever so gracefully (which is rather odd) over toward the iron pen, Slasher let out a sigh. "Women. You can't trust them," it was just his way of getting the guards to let their well-trained senses down. "Eh? Who's this little lass? Another Bandit in the making?" His green eyes slid over to Lilith. "What's she in for?" he didn't really care. He just needed to gain their trust. Although, Slasher wasn't the most trustworthy looking man. Perhaps it was a bad idea to send him over here. Then again….

"Tch, I bet 100 caps that Bandit will get some vodka in her and lose her clothes. She's a lightweight when it comes to drinking. I reckon she'll put on a good show. If some chumps in uniform are lucky, they'll get laid."

Plan in motion. Bandit would lure them out and Slasher would set this funny looking criminal free.