Fallout: Adonia

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Name (surname included): Your character has one of these, right?
Gender: Should be pretty obvious.
Personality: What does your character act like?
Appearance: Your character looks like something, right?
Vault Occupation: What you worked as while living in the Vault.
Skills: What is your character good at? A character should have at least six skills that they EXCEL at. Stealth, firearms, demolitions, repair, engineering, hacking, lock-picking, melee combat, tracking, bartering, entertaining, swaying others, getting shot full of holes, and more! So many options to choose...what will you pick? You have six skill points to start with.
Equipment: You are all equipped with:

• A standard-issue Vault jumpsuit
  
• Your very own GPS-equipped Personal Information Processor Miniature Computer (PIP-MiC)
  
• Protective eyewear
  
• A 10mm pistol with 12 bullets inside
  
• Enough bullets to reload your gun three times
  
• A small satchel to carry everything in.
  

You can also take three other items of your choice, but don't go overboard and try to take the Vault mainframe computer or something with you. That's just ridiculous.

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Jack:

Carl:

ForthWall:

MikeVM:

Daniel:

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RepublicMaster:

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VAULT FORTY-TWO INTERCOM: You will all be exiting Vault Forty-Two in short order. Please line up in an orderly fashion next to the gate and give your name and information to to Gatekeeper Willie at the front desk, whereupon he will issue you with the equipment necessary to emerge into the great outdoors. Respect your fellow man, and remember to follow the three rules for leaving the Vault:

1. Use your protective eye wear - a lifetime of living in the Vault can make the eyes sensitive to natural sunlight. Without protective eye wear, EXTREME eye damage could result!
   
2. No pushing or shoving - you will all get your turn to leave in due time.
   
3. Most importantly, do not abandon your fellow Vault dwellers in the face of peril - they will be all that you have.
   

May luck be with us all as we enter this brave new world!

Gatekeeper Willie: Okay, so who'll be the first to step up?

Name (surname included): James Hook
Gender: Male
Personality: Doesn't talk much, more of a person of action.
Appearance: Wears a Trench-coat, goggles, and a mask over his head.
Occupation: Kitchen Duty
Skills: Stealth, Melee Attacks
Extra Items: Knife, Cleaning Alcohol, and Bandages

Name (surname included): Ryan Tate
Gender: Male
Personality: Witty, sarcastic, Highly intelligent.
Appearance: Tall, slender, semi-built always wears his engineering built with multitude of tools.
Occupation: Engineer and special weapons.
Skills: Mechanical skills (can fix anything sorta ) sharpshooter, computers.
Extra Items: wrench, tools (screwdrivers, welding head, small oxycetelyn tank etc) and his beloved sniper rifle.

Gatekeeper Willie: Nice to see you again, Ryan. Thanks for stopping by to fix my computer the other day; being a few decades old sure did a number on its health, so to speak. Can you imagine what it would be like if it was one of those ancient pre-war technological relics? Anyways, here's your pistol and protective eye wear - make sure to put it on right away, otherwise you're likely to go blind - and off you go! *pats Ryan on the back, then turns back to the waiting line* Next, please?

Name (surname included): Jackson Hook (Brother of James Hook)
Gender: Male
Personality: Good with people but doesn't take crap from anyone. Usually smart when it is most needed. Hardened, tough guy; one of the guards.
Appearance: Somewhat tall, brown hair, fairly muscular. Never without his knife.
Vault Occupation: Guard/Security
Skills: Stealth [1], firearms [2], melee combat [3]
Equipment: Some common medical stuff, Swiss (Torshian?) Army Knife, Army-Issued Combat Knife, Flashlight

Name (surname included): Michael Sanders
Gender: Male
Personality: Likes KFC (Do we even have KFC in Adonia?). Very aggressive and very rough. Very aggressive speaker yet somehow is very quiet. Acts dumb but is actually smart when it comes to waeponry and the military. Likes to tease everyone and call people names but then it would be much easier to call people names than their First or last names. A very good listener and does not talk while a person is speaking.
Appearance: Athletic Build. Mohawk hair. Medium height with medium light brown skin. Always have a semi-automatic machine gun on his back.
Vault Occupation: idk, Colonel? Kitchen Duty but promoted to weaponry.
Skills: [1]Cooking Fried Chicken.
[2]Melee attacks, [3]firearms, [4]Stealth and [5]repairing
Equipment: A flashlight, his semi-auto machine gun, knife.

Name (surname included): Sunao (Sam) Sotona
Gender: Male
Personality: Nervous, intelligent, somewhat anti-social.
Appearance: Wears a sweatshirt with a 1986 football team on it (so a long long time ago) and pants. Light Build, but around 6 ft.
Occupation: Data collection (for the vault)
Skills: Intelligence [1], Logic [2], Crafting[3]
Extra Items:

• Gas Mask
  
• Google Glass sort of Gadget
  
• Electric Tablet
  

Name Michael Moen
Gender: Male
Personality: Shy, cautious introvert. Not much of a team player, always did things by himself. His usual affinity to remain alone helped keep others from befriending him too much, thus furthering his loner status. When comfortable, he becomes somewhat social and funny, but has long lasting, deep trauma that sometimes makes him revert back to being serious, cautious, and untrusting at first glances.
Appearance: 6 feet tall, blond and slightly overweight with a large build. Many know him to have been of Folland descent but rumors spread that he's the descendant of Chancellor Moen, the leader of Folland during the war. Since the Vault is in what was known as Acadia, many hold inborn grudges against all Follandians. Thus, Michael keeps to himself. He himself does not fully know if the rumors are true or not. Having the same name as the old chancellor, though, doesn't help.
Vault Occupation: Supply Inventory. Helped make sure rationing went along smoothly during his time there. One time he slipped an extra candy bar out of the depot as an offering of friendship to a girl he liked. Didn't go too well. He was in the process of training as Vault Security.
Skills: (3)Reasoning. (1)Problem Solving. (2)Sharpshooting.
Equipment:

• A standard-issue Vault jumpsuit
  
• Your very own GPS-equipped Personal Information Processor Miniature Computer (PIP-MiCo)
  
• Protective eyewear
  
• A 10mm pistol with 12 bullets inside
  
• Enough bullets to reload your gun three times
  
• A small satchel to carry everything in.
  
• An old/modified Shaydian M4 Carbine with a full 30 round mag
  
• 4 M4 magazines
  
• A filled drinking water pouch.

Name: Pip van Buren
Gender: Female
Personality: Miss van Buren is a smart woman, prone to witty remarks, which often cross into colorful language territory. She is incredibly curious, almost to a fault. Her curiosity has lead her to develop especial skills in hacking and lockpicking, which got her in trouble many a time when she was younger. She is very kind-hearted and has a strong idea of what, from her point of view, is right and wrong.
Appearance: With light brown hair and matching eyes, Pip is rather small for a Vault Forty-Two dweller; at only 5'1", she is one of the shortest - and arguably, one of the cutest - people of her age in the Vault. Being left-handed, she chooses to wear her PIP-MiCo on her right arm, and has custom-tailored one to fit her wrist in such a way. She doesn't care much about her appearance, and constantly insists on wearing her jumpsuit as is at all times.
Vault Occupation: PIP-MiCo Repair Technician
Skills: Computers 4, Lockpicking 2
Equipment:

• Standard-issue Vault jumpsuit (currently wearing it)
  
• Standard-issue Vault protective eye wear (currently wearing it)
  
• Custom-tailored left-wrist-mounted PIP-MiCo 3 (currently wearing it)
  
• 10mm pistol with 12 bullets inside
  
• 36 extra 10mm bullets
  
• Lockpicking tools (shhh! don't tell anyone...)
  
• 203-year-old bottle of Wild Pegasus whiskey
  
• Basic PIP-MiCo Maintenance Kit
  
• Small satchel

Gatekeeper Willie: Jackson Hook. What a surprise! I'd have expected you to be leaving a little later, being part of the Vault Security and all. But then again, after seeing your brother just a few moments ago, I shouldn't be too surprised, should I? Here you go, your pistol...reloads...protective eye wear...I think that's everything. See you Outside later. Who'll be stepping up next?

*Michael Sanders steps up*

Hey, Mike! I hear you got promoted to Armorer a few days ago? Good for you. I'm going to miss your cooking once we get Outside, but then we can't have everything served to us on a silver platter now, can we? Here's your standard equipment, and remember to wear your protective eye wear. We don't want another Noodle Incident now, do we? That's a good fellow. *nods* Next?

*Sunao Sotona steps up*

Hello, Sam. I must say, that sweater is looking to be in pretty fine condition...you maintain it yourself? I'm impressed. Anyway, I won't keep you long, so here's your pistol, 10mm reloads, and your protective eye wear. Good luck when Outside! So, who's up next?

*Michael Moen steps up*

Ah...Michael Moen. Yes, we have the usual things right here. *hands Michael the gun, bullets, and special goggles* Off you go then. Next person?

*Pip van Buren steps up*

Miss van Buren, it's good to see you here. I was afraid you had gotten yourself "lost" on the reactor level again, or something of the sort; you and your curiosity. *shakes head slowly, chuckling* Only two extra items? That's odd - knowing you, I'd have expected you to have a few extra items poorly concealed somewhere; it doesn't look like you're doing that, though. Huh. *shakes head again, somewhat faster than before* Well anyways, here's your bullets, pistol, and protective goggles. Off you go now, and make sure to stay in line - it's in the rules. So...who's the next one?

Pip van Buren: I'll go first! *pushes to the front and runs off down the tunnel, turning her PIP-MiCo's brightness settings to maximum so she can use it as an impromptu flashlight*

Ryan Tate: oh dammit Pip! Hold up! *Runs after her trying to avoid several skeletons but inevietably steps on one, the cracking sound as the bones crushed echoeing off the walls and down the tunnel. The dim lit tunnel makes it harder to see her as she runs off.*

You come across a large group of what seem to be some kind of insect. You recall reading about them in biology class, but none have been actually seen in the Vault since your grandparents were little children. These, however, are much bigger than the ones that were eradicated from the Vault generations ago - more or less cat-sized, brownish in color, and faintly glowing in the dim light, many of them skitter away in fear when you shine your flashlights at them. However, about half a dozen of them decide to hold their ground, hissing menacingly at you.

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Pip van Buren: *suddenly comes to a stop at the bend in the tunnel* Ewwww! What are those things?

Ryan Tate: I don't know and I don't want to find out. We better keep moving! *Yells to the others to hurry up so that the vault door can be closed.*

One of the giant insects hisses even more angrily as you approach, and one of them leaps suddenly onto Pip's head, scratching and clicking. Your PIP-MiCos' Geiger counters go up slightly as several more of them leap towards you, indicating that these creatures are faintly radioactive.

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Pip van Buren: *pries the insect off of her face and holds it at arms' length with both hands* Disgusting. Do any of you have any idea what these are? From all appearances, these seem to be members of the Blattodea order, but I can't identify the variety. *stomps on another creature's back and turns around* If this is what it's like not two minutes out of the Vault, I'm not sure I want to see what it's like when we get outside-Outside...

Darn, I'm quiet

Mike Sanders throws a piece of fried chicken towards somewhere away from the group.
Sanders: Don't tell anyone