Do you remember when WWIII hit? How our people became torn apart and ripped out each other's throats for superiority and power? Do you remember when Russia first dropped the nukes on us and we retaliated in kind? Do you remember how many children died with their mothers and fathers? Do you know how many suffered because they weren't killed fast enough? Do remember the fire? the disease? the monsters?
I do.
WELCOME TO SANTA-VALRIA!
The weathered sign, its once-bold lettering faded and worn, stood as a testament to the passage of time. The town, reminiscent of the dusty streets from classic Western movies, was dominated by a looming bunker-like structure in the distance, reserved for the town's elite. The landscape, devoid of lush greenery and towering trees, was instead dotted with unremarkable, shriveled bushes, offering little relief from the unrelenting sun.
In the heart of the town stands a small, weather-beaten tavern constructed from metal paneling and aged wood. Despite its unassuming appearance, the interior buzzes with activity as patrons relax on barstools, seeking respite from the oppressive heat that permeates the air. Behind the bar, a woman with long, lustrous white hair intricately braided, possesses fair, honey-colored freckled skin. She wears a plain half-mask that conceals the left side of her face as she meticulously cleans a glass, emitting a weary sigh.
She looks up as soon as you walk inside, perking up significantly. "Oh! New people! Hello there friends! My name is Rene Flores! Welcome to Santa Valria!" She said.
[Yep, I made a Fallout/Wasteland Style Tavern. Let's hope it doesn't die.]
Rules
1. Be nice. Don't be a jerk. No one wants to RP with a jerk.
2. Any Immunities or Poison to disease for a character does not work here. [Radiation, Lead, Arsenic]
3. You can choose to work in the bunker, which is a rich people sort of area, or to live in the town, which is for the poorer folk.
4. This will be a 16+ style tavern. Cursing is allowed, Violence against your brethren is allowed, and Romance is allowed so long as it doesn't go too far. If it does, fade to black or take it to PMs.
5. Only 3 Characters are allowed at a time please.
6. Put 'Radaway' in your first post to show you have read the rules.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
He shakes her hand. "already here ma'am." he says plainly
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
He shakes her hand. "already here ma'am." he says plainly
She beams "Well in that case, welcome to the town!"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
He shakes her hand. "already here ma'am." he says plainly
She beams "Well in that case, welcome to the town!"
"Thanks." he says, walking inside the tavern and lowering his scarf, showing a rather tan face. "Nice place you've got here."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
a young man with dirty white hair enters town. his everything seems to be covered in ash, soot. he wears a mask that covers the bottom half of his face. even still you can tell he is smiling
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
He shakes her hand. "already here ma'am." he says plainly
She beams "Well in that case, welcome to the town!"
"Thanks." he says, walking inside the tavern and lowering his scarf, showing a rather tan face. "Nice place you've got here."
"Much thanks, been in the family fer awhile." She said with a chuckle "Could be better but.. y'know.'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Do you remember when WWIII hit? How our people became torn apart and ripped out each other's throats for superiority and power? Do you remember when Russia first dropped the nukes on us and we retaliated in kind? Do you remember how many children died with their mothers and fathers? Do you know how many suffered because they weren't killed fast enough? Do remember the fire? the disease? the monsters?
I do.
WELCOME TO SANTA-VALRIA!
The weathered sign, its once-bold lettering faded and worn, stood as a testament to the passage of time. The town, reminiscent of the dusty streets from classic Western movies, was dominated by a looming bunker-like structure in the distance, reserved for the town's elite. The landscape, devoid of lush greenery and towering trees, was instead dotted with unremarkable, shriveled bushes, offering little relief from the unrelenting sun.
In the heart of the town stands a small, weather-beaten tavern constructed from metal paneling and aged wood. Despite its unassuming appearance, the interior buzzes with activity as patrons relax on barstools, seeking respite from the oppressive heat that permeates the air. Behind the bar, a woman with long, lustrous white hair intricately braided, possesses fair, honey-colored freckled skin. She wears a plain half-mask that conceals the left side of her face as she meticulously cleans a glass, emitting a weary sigh.
She looks up as soon as you walk inside, perking up significantly. "Oh! New people! Hello there friends! My name is Rene Flores! Welcome to Santa Valria!" She said.
[Yep, I made a Fallout/Wasteland Style Tavern. Let's hope it doesn't die.]
Rules
1. Be nice. Don't be a jerk. No one wants to RP with a jerk.
2. Any Immunities or Poison to disease for a character does not work here. [Radiation, Lead, Arsenic]
3. You can choose to work in the bunker, which is a rich people sort of area, or to live in the town, which is for the poorer folk.
4. This will be a 16+ style tavern. Cursing is allowed, Violence against your brethren is allowed, and Romance is allowed so long as it doesn't go too far. If it does, fade to black or take it to PMs.
5. Only 3 Characters are allowed at a time please.
6. Put 'Radaway' in your first post to show you have read the rules.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*FINALLY, also Radaway*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Hehe :D*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*ah radaway. keeps the doctor away. the malpractice doctor...*
Walking to the town is a young man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes. Over his back is a makeshift sword and a makeshift pistol at his hip. He wears all black clothing and has a scarf over his mouth.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Rene waves "Hola!" She says, smiling brightly. However, the rest of the townsfolk seems on edge, watching him from under wide-brimmed hats.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He raises a hand in greeting, the goggles on his head glinting in the sunshine. The bag he wears is huge, wires dangling from one of the pockets.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans out the window "What's your name?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His voice comes out slightly muffled but she can make out what he's saying. "names Shawn. Shawn O'Leary."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Pleasure to meet you!" She said and extended a gloved hand "Where you heading? Or are you here?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He shakes her hand. "already here ma'am." he says plainly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Also what are the character creation limits or there are none as long as it's within Fallout limits?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
She beams "Well in that case, welcome to the town!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*As long as its in limits so no god tier stuff.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(Radaway. VERY INTERESTING Idea, I haven't played Fallout in a bit.)
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
"Thanks." he says, walking inside the tavern and lowering his scarf, showing a rather tan face. "Nice place you've got here."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Love Fallout.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*radaway, will most likely intro soon*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*So level 20 non magic users are fine?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Radway. we need some explosions in this place*
a young man with dirty white hair enters town. his everything seems to be covered in ash, soot. he wears a mask that covers the bottom half of his face. even still you can tell he is smiling
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Much thanks, been in the family fer awhile." She said with a chuckle "Could be better but.. y'know.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]