"Is this it?" James McCarthy muttered to himself as he stopped outside of a rickety old building. A small old shack, with a rusty sheet door. Just past the shack was a steep, rocky trail. Impossible to traverse without an experienced guide. Hopesville sounded too good to be true, but at the same...
Either one sounds good to me but it's your prerogative. Just letting you know my OC is going to be ex enclave from the Chicago remnant mentioned in ED-E's followed quest. Just letting you know incase you don't want there to be two enclave people
I don't mind power armor actually since I don't think "op equipment" for a lack of a better term, is much of a problem with experienced roleplayers who tend to account in for flaws to balance it out, but what you do with your character is your prerogative!.
In-between the static of the shaky signal, a woman's voice can be heard singing an old world jazz song before suddenly cutting out. Shortly after a man starts speaking. His voice deep and upbeat.
"Tired? Hungry? Sick of the same old, same old? Need a break from raiders and super mutants? Just...
Hi, I'm Apathy and despite the name I am anything but! I've been roleplaying for a while now and I'm pretty stoked to be on here. I'm a big fan of Fallout, Star Wars, Elder Scrolls and Game of Thrones, but I'm always up for some home brew! I'll probably be crafting up an rp sooner or later so...