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 Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 7:43 pm
Has any one thought of a back store for their person?
I used the same name and look for my girl from FO3 to FONV,
Here is mine:
At the start of FO3:
Hello! My name is Bella. I'm 5'6'', with red hair and brown eyes. I grew up in Vault 101 with my Dad, never knowing what lay outside. After some s**t went down, I left the Vault. Teamed up with my Dad to kick some Enclave a** and bring clean water to the wastes. James, my dad, sadly died protecting the cause that he believed in. I went on a killing spree, becoming evil. 3 Dog kept telling everyone what I've done, how I mascaraed Underworld.
I spent a month drinking, whoring, and killing everything I could find; I had an soul jarring moment (when a Super Mutant almost took my head off) and became One with the Wastes. Teaming with the Brotherhood, I kicked more a** and saved the Capital Wastes...
But life became boring. Everyone knew who I was, what I had done. So on and so forth. So I left, headed West. I took up a job as a Courier in the Mojave Wasteland. Everything was fine and dandy. Had a couple caps in my pocket, no one knew who I was. Life was grand!
Until I was shot in the head, and left for dead...
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 12:33 pm
I always thought I was just a random Vault kid who left when the lone wander left.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 12:49 pm
I have a good background living at a tower!
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 2:37 pm
ii-Miss-Diamond- I have a good background living at a tower!
What's your story?
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 8:39 pm
Mine is:
I was in Vault:101 when I heard the Jame's was leaving then saw the James Son leave, I left too! Seeking a better life in wastes! I settled in Rivet City later on.
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 9:23 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2015 5:37 pm
Maybe you thought you were lucky, that the world was your oyster. Pal? Let me tell you something; You're dead. You lived a long life and what did it all amount to? You made friends, saved some lives... but that's it. No one really cared. Me? Well... we can go on forever and talk about me. Call me Kuro or call me Charlotte Hepnder, second one has a ring to it but it's a remnant of a lost time. My mother was a Vault-Tech worked at their fancy places as a technician of sorts. Got herself a free ticket in along with her husband and her babe of a daughter, that's right! Me. Never liked her much. Dad? He was ex-military Vault Overseer chalked him up for next rotation of security. He handles a 10mm like nothing you've seen. Him I liked. US Marine Medic. Taught me a few things. Growing up I had few friends, what use were they? Same kids same vault... same place. I kept to myself and bothered no one. I studied hard because I've seen those stupid Vault GOATs! How the hell do I become a "Medical Test Subject'? I got placed under the tutelage of the old Doctor. I did well too. My bedside manner needed some work but people got patched up. People tried to rope me into a lot of stuff. Never batted an eye for them.
What? You wanted more than that? Jesus...
Full name: Charlotte 'Kuro' Hepner
Blood type: O+
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 56.2 kg
Service number: 900810-24607-CH
Location: Vault 103
Gender: F
Citizen: American
Age: 26
Occupation: Vault Doctor
That enough?
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