Nuclear Mobius (Warning: Possible language)

[Fidget]

This is my idea for a Fallout 3-SatAM Crossover Rp. I will accept Fan-chars. And as for how that is setup I will need a Character sheet. Like the following:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Height:
Weight:
Build:
Personality:
physical appearance:
Markings: (Scars, tattoos, etc.)
Clothing: (If possible, please provide picture.)
Backround:
Affiliation: Good?( Brotherhood of Steel) Evil?(Enclave, Talon company) Neutral?(Wastelander, Raider, Mutant) You can also list your own group just make sure you list they're affiliation.
Abilities: (If any)
Weapon/s of choice: (If any)

I also am allowing the use of the SatAM cast. (With Robotnik and Snively excluded.):
Sonic
Sally
Tails
Bunny
Rotor
Antoine
Uncle Chuck

Also if there is anyone from Fallout 3 you wish to use Pm me about it first so I can clear it.

Now for the rules:
1. No God-modding.
2. Due to the series there of course may be some swearing. If you feel it is necessary, try to keep it mild.
3. Scavenging will be a major part. But keep how much your char. can carry realistically.

Now I will list the Chars I will use, just to give you an Idea of what to put for your sheet.

Name:Timothy Red-Mask

Age: 12

Gender: Male

Species: Red Panda

Height: 2'11"

Weight: 38 lbs

Build: Scrawny

Personality: Optimistic and cheerful. Timothy never lets bad situations get the better of him. And he tends to look on the bright-side of things. Though, he is curious by nature. Which tends to get him in trouble.

Physical appearance: Common Red panda look. Reddish-rust colored fur covers most of the body. Black arms/hands and legs/feet, White face with black muzzle. Light green eyes. Black ears, black rings on tail.
black nose. Mechanical prosthetic right arm.

Clothing: Wasteland wanderer outfit + Stormchaser Hat. (See below)
http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Wasteland_Wanderer_Outfit
(You'll have to scroll down to find them)

Backround: Timothy was born a normal Mobian. Much like everyone else. He lived a normal life without many disasters...until he reached the age of eleven. One week after his eleventh Birthday Timothy and his parents were driving down the road when they suddenly collided with a speeding Semi. The only survivor of the crash (Besides the truck driver who only suffered a few scrapes and bruises.) was Timothy, and even he wasn't all that lucky. Several fractures and concussions. and not to mention the complete loss of his right arm from the elbow down. He was required to stay in the Hospital for a good six months before he was released. Unfortunately he had no-where to go afterwords.

Luckily one day Roasie came in after hearing about the accident and offered to take Timothy in. She wasn't the only one who helped either. Sir Charles offered to make Timothy a mechanical prosthetic for his missing limb. an offer which Timothy instantly accepted. He has had the prosthetic ever since.

Affiliation: Good. (Though mainly a supporter.)

And here's the other:



Name: Leonardo (Leo) Alexander Black-wing.

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Height: 3"2'

Weight: 58 lbs

Species: Fennec-Bat (Fennec fox-bat hybrid)

Build: Scrawny

Appearance: Grey fur on head and neck. Black fur on muzzle, ears, eyelids, and rest of body. Purple rings around eyes. Yellow eyes with orange irises. Scar over right eye. Torn up left wing. Gauged ears. Robotic right leg.

Clothing: Enclave officer uniform. (See below)
http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Enclave_Officer_Uniform

Personality: Smug and coy, Leo will constantly Under estimate people and will usually appear calm. But is in reality a backstabbing coward. He despises anyone who attempts to fight for "freedom".

Strengths: His intellect (Has an IQ of 500), Able to easily persuade others to do what he wants. An excellent marksman.

Weaknesses: His pride. Suffers from Herpetophobia (Fear of reptiles). Not a good hand-to-hand combatant.

Weapon of choice: Varies between his M1 Garand, Thompson SMG, and Grenade launcher. Also has been known to wield a pipe wrench in melee combat situations. (But only as a last resort.)

History: Leo was born not knowing who his parents were. It's rumored they gave him up not long after his birth and soon died in a lab accident. Leo was then raised by his loving aunt and uncle. Who were also anti-monarchy at the time. So naturally they opposed King Maximillion Acorns rule, and taught Leo there same philosophy.

At the age of 13, Leo was already showing signs of an incredible intellect. He built a super computer that could surpass anything Robotnik could build. One day while exploring, he encountered a young (Possibly 20 yr old.) Dragon who was prejudiced toward non-dragons, and, in thought of "Teaching a lesson" Horribly mauled him. Leo was forced to limp home with a missing right leg and crippled left wing. He was able to successfully build a robotic prosthetic for his missing leg, and most of the physical wounds had healed into scars. But the incident had caused him to develope a severe case of Herpetophobia. Now even the tiniest Gecko will cause him to go into a panic-induced seizure.

At the age of 22. Leo had joined the Science division along with Sir Charles. Aiding him in many of his experiments. Including the Roboticizer. But, still had secret ambitions of revolutionizing the Mobian form of government. Sensing this, Robotnik asked Leo if he wished to aid him in his plan of globally conquering Mobius. Seeing this as his chance to overthrow the king. Leo accepted, and pledged his loyalty to him. He worked "behind the scenes" of the coup. Which is why no one knew he had secretly betrayed Mobius. Nor why he wasn't seen at the time of the coup.

Now, at the age of 32, Leo still serves under Robotnik as his top General. A position shared only by Snively. But now often plans on overthrowing Robotnik and positioning himself as ruler. But he knows he can't take down the Freedom Fighters on his own. Which is why he still is serving Robotnik.

Fighting techniques: (Grenade launcher oriented only.)
Pyro Grenade: a grenade that lights foes ablaze when it explodes.
Gecko Grenade: a spiked grenade that sticks to surfaces and acts as a proximity mine.
Jolt Grenade: a grenade that releases an electrical current when it explodes.
Frost Grenade: a grenade that freezes it's targets.
Corrosion Grenade: Leo's personal favorite, a grenade that covers it's targets in deadly acid.

Other: Has a habit of smoking cigarettes.

Well that should take care of things. If anyone is interested just let me know and we'll get this started. Feedback also would be appreciated.

[sonicfan45!]

This looks like an interesting rp. Do you mind If I join? I havent done much rp'ing since "The new generation".

But What exactly is the setting? Is it basically like mobius survives nuclear war like fallout or is that something that will happen more after this story takes off?

[Agent Blaire Fields]

*Looks at list of characters and realizes that nearly all of her First Generation Freedom Fighter/Villain characters would fit well here*

Quick question, how many characters are we allowed to have at max? And also, can we add characters as the RP goes on?

[Fidget]

Well to answer Sonicfan's question: I would be honored if you joined. As for the setting basicly the nuclear war effect like Fallout's.

As for Blaire's you may have as many characters as you feel necessary and you may add more.

[Agent Blaire Fields]

Well alrighty then. I'll start off my adding my main fan character. More will be added later;

Name: Blaire Fields

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Species: Siberian Husky

Height: 4’

Weight: 83 lbs

Build: Slender

Personality: Blaire generally exudes a relaxed nature. It’s quite difficult for anyone to get the young husky overly steamed up about anything-at least where she shows her feelings externally. In other words, though she may be filled with rage or worry on the inside, she can hide such feelings with a mask of calmness and composure.

Physical appearance: Blaire looks like any Mobian Siberian Husky pretty much. Her fur is a mid-tone violet color, and lies pretty close to her body. Her triangular ears stand erect on top of her head, with soft lavender fur inside. A small tuff sits between her ears. The canine’s eyes are a deep blue color. Her muzzle is covered with lavender fur, and her nose is round and jet black. The fur on her chest and stomach is slightly thicker than that of the rest of her body, and is lavender in hue. The husky’s thin tail is carried at a slight arc and has a lavender underside.

Markings: None.

Clothing: Blaire doesn’t wear anything overly fancy. Her attire typically consists of a dark blue sleeveless trench coat over a sleeveless red shirt. Her gloves are brick red, with a darker cuff. She sports blue demin jeans. Her ankle-height boots are puce in color, with black trim around the bottom.

Background: Blaire was born in the capital city of Mobotropolis where her father, Alexander Fields, was a
soldier in the king’s army. When the young husky was eight years of age, the five year-long Great War had come to an end, with the army of King Maximillian claiming victory thanks to the work of Julian Kintobor. However, while the Fields were away on a two-week vacation, Julian, rechristening himself Dr. Robotnik in the process, and overthrew the King in a violent coup.

When the Fields returned they found that Mobotropolis, since then called Robotropolis, had been transformed into a polluted wasteland. Their house had been destroyed and while rummaging for anything they could salvage, the huskies found themselves targeted by SWATbots. While trying to escape from them, Blaire’s father was shot in the shoulder.

In an attempt to try and get help, Blaire’s mother, Rachael Fields, led the family to the outskirts of a village she had spotted-Oakland Village, that is. There, they met the Lunetanes, a family of Timber wolves that were more than happy to help the Fields out. This eventually led to Blaire becoming best friends with the Lunetane’s only daughter, Aurora.

Years passed, and Blaire grew to be a well-respected member of the community. This was especially true after the canine joined a Freedom Fighter group known as the Oakland Resistance Division. Her team’s first mission involved infiltrating the lair of the Klawzax Unit, a group of Mobians that actually support Robotnik’s rule. During the mission, Blaire found herself in a fight with the group’s Lieutenant, Scarlett Cyphon. The husky’s defeat of the fox, and subsequent successes after that, earned her a high place among the O.R.D agents.

Affiliation: Oakland Resistance Division (Good)

Abilities:
-Able ‘swordsdog’
-When the temperature drops to 32 degrees Fahrenheit, Blaire is able to use Cryokinesis. A device known as the Cyrokinetic Bangle can help lower the temperature around her.

Weapon/s of choice:
-A blue saber with a darker blue hilt
-A p250 SIG SAUER

[Fidget]

Nice Sheet Blaire. Well if you'd like you can start this thread.

[Agent Blaire Fields]

(Thanks. ^_^ And, well, I’m not too in-tuned with the workings of Fallout, but I’ll see what I can do. ^^;;)

Waiting. It was something few had the audacity to deal with for more than a half hour at a time. The sensation of time going seemingly slower than normal was one such reason why. Seconds seeming like minutes, minutes like hours, time stretching into longer increments. Waiting wasn’t something most folks took pleasure in doing.

Blaire Fields was no exception. As the Siberian Husky sat against the wall of a decrepit building, she briefly wondered just why she was here. The canine thought briefly to an event that had transpired earlier that morning. She had been inside the Oakland Resistance Division headquarters, minding her own business, when a friend of hers, a Timber Wolf by the name of Aurora Lunetane, approached her. The canine told Blaire that she had been summoned by Director Alan Retroden.

The Siberian Husky had wasted not a moment’s time heading over to the Director’s office. When she had opened the door, Blaire was surprised to see another Mobian besides the Golden Retriever that was Director Retroden. The other Mobian, a blue hedgehog with black tips on his quills, looked like he had ‘been through the war’, as the saying goes.

Alan explained to Blaire that the hedgehog, a spirited young boy named Dustin, had lost his home and family to an attack on his village by Dr. Robotnik. His younger sister Midge was the only one of his relatives to survive. Until earlier that morning, the two had been wandering the land, looking for a place that would take them in.

However, they met with a heap of trouble when a Roboticized Mobian spotted them. He had captured Midge, and as of that moment was still trying to bring her to Robotropolis. This was where Blaire came in. Her assignment was to wait near the Roboticizer chamber and when the WORKERbot went past her with Midge, she would strike.

And here she was now, waiting patiently near the place where the Roboticizer was housed. The violet-furred Siberian Husky took a moment to reach into her trench coat pocket and produce a small metal container. Just as a soldier would sometimes reach for a pack of cigarettes, Blaire took great pleasure in indulging her taste buds with a chocolate mint or two. Or four. The purple-furred dog placed on such piece of candy in her mouth-immediately after her teeth broke the chocolate coating, she was bombarded with the fresh taste of mint.

“Again I say, whoever created these things was a genius.”

A clanking sound caught Blaire’s attention-her ears perked up and swiveled around towards the direction of the din. To her left was a robotic cat hiking over to the Roboticizer Chamber. The metal feline carried a pink hedgehog with black quill tips underneath his arm.

“That’s got to be Midge,” Blaire whispered to herself. Her paw reached towards her left hip and clutched a dark blue hilt. With a sharp hiss, her Sapphire Blade left its scabbard. “Better make my move now, before it’s too late.”

[Fidget]

A voice broke the silence. "Hold on my good fellow." It said, the WORKERbot obeyed and halted it's progress and turned awaiting it's commander. Out of the darkness emerged Leo who walked toward the two and put his hand under the female Hedgehog's chin. "And what have you got here,eh?" He said raising her face to look at his.

[sonicfan45!]

Well...here goes nothing

Name: James Mitchell

Age:23

Gender: male

Species: fox

Height: 4'1"

Weight: 58lbs

Build: Slightly muscular athletic build

Personality: James is often quiet and reserved. Traveling about the no mans land that separates robotropolis and the various mobian settlements has made him wary of strangers, however he is always happy to take action when necessary (mostly to help or protect others from swatbots or raiders etc).

physical appearance: just an average fox with thick, medium-length, dusty red fur covering most of him. Black fur covers his wrists and hands giving the illusion that he is wearing gloves. His chest and stomach area is covered in what was once white fur, now corrupted by the elements it is more a dusty tan.

Markings: Patch of thin fur on right upper-arm due to scar of an old laser burn.

Clothing: Dark jeans that show a lot of wear and numerous pockets. A simple olive green tee shirt, a holster on his right hip for his pistol, and a medium-sized backpack.

Background: James was originally born up in the northern frontier, in a small mining town called pyrite (named after a material pyrite which the humans called fools gold, fortunately the miners mined much more useful material there). James' father, Arthur Mitchell, was the towns sheriff. From a young age, his father taught him how to shoot, how to fish, how to hunt, and how to survive if he ever got lost out in the wilderness. His mother, Alice Mitchell, was the towns only doctor. She also taught James some of what she knew like first aid. She is also where he learned his skill of picking locks.

His life was average, but he enjoyed it and was always out exploring when he wasn't target practicing. At the time robotnik took over, James and his family were visiting mobotropolis. They all fled as soon as the bots emerged from the castle, firing at any remaining mobian soldiers.

On the outskirts of town, the family was ambushed by a rogue company of royal soldiers that had turned in favor of robotnik.(it is because of them he is wary of others) They captured his mother quickly and shot his father several times the moment he raised his rifle. His survival instincts kicking in, James fell to the ground next to his father and he lay there limp, feigning death successfully. He laid there for what seemed like an eternity until they left, hauling his mother off and leaving him alone next to his father. Since that day, James has wandered the country, living off the land with only his skills and his fathers rifle to protect him. He now stops through towns and settlements to buy gear from the merchants. He can often be spotted raiding robotniks supply transports as well.


Affiliation: Hunter/traveler (neutral, but tends to aid the freedom fighters)

Abilities: High lock picking skill, very good accuracy with a rifle (not so much with pistol), also very stealthy

Weapon/s of choice: .44 lever-action rifle, laser pistol

[Agent Blaire Fields]

Blaire did not plan to actually use her sword on the WORKERbot. After all, he was a Mobian who had become a slave for Robotnik against his will. The cat was not at fault for working for the scourge of Mobius-he didn’t want to be part of the army of robots that the dictator of Mobius controlled.

What the sword was for in this case, was to scare the robotic feline into dropping Midge. Then Blaire would grab the young hedgehog, and the two would high-tail it out of Robotropolis. Or so the dog hoped. For she knew that something could happened that would jeopardize her mission.

And that something came in the form of a bat-fox hybrid.

Hold on my good fellow

Blaire watched as the WORKERbot suddenly stopped walking and awaited the grey-furred Mobian that materialized out of the shadows. The bat approached the two and the husky took notice of how he placed his hand underneath Midge’s chin. The pink hedgehog trembled as he touched her, wishing with all her heart that he would just vanish, disappear out of thin air.

And what have you got here, eh?

“L-leave me alone!” Midge stuttered, still quivering in fear. “What d-do you w-want with me?” The pink-furred hedgehog glanced around the vicinity, eyes darting frantically from left to right. She tried to think of a way to escape, only to find that in regards to that, her mind was blank.

While Blaire wouldn’t dare use her sword on a Roboticized Mobian. But a Mobian that had willingly joined Robotnik was fair game. Of course, the violet-furred dog couldn’t be a hundred percent sure the bat was part of the tyrant’s ranks. For all she knew he could have just been a double agent whose true loyalties lied with a Freedom Fighter group much like the one the husky herself was in.

After all, the bat was only partially roboticized, with one of his legs being metal. Therefore, he still had his free will. And Blaire couldn’t understand why anyone that had gotten any part of their body roboticized would want to work for the one that had caused that part to turn into metal in the first place.

Of course, the canine had been surprised before. Either way, she still had to rescue Midge from the clutches of the WORKERbot. Taking a moment to place her container of chocolate mints inside her pocket, the canine suddenly dropped to the ground. Slowly, she crawled towards the trio, trying not to draw attention to herself. Every once in a while she would raise her head slightly, ears twitching around. She prayed that the bat nor the robotic cat would see or hear here. Heck, Blaire hoped that Midge wouldn’t notice her, since a child in their excitement upon seeing a potential savior might very well involuntarily give away her position.

“Just keep low and everything will work out fine.”

Soon, Blaire had reached a pile of junk not too far from where the trio was. Now, the dog knew that no matter what she did, she’d be noticed by the bat, the WORKERbot, Midge, or all three. And the fourth option would be the most likely. So what the O.R.D agent decided to do, was to get the jump on them. Blaire climbed up the mound, taking care not to cause anything to fall from it. A few aluminum cans came down however-where they came from the dog had naught a clue,-and rolled along the pavement.

“I do so hope that doesn’t divert their attention away from me.” Blaire thought, reaching the top of the pile of junk. She cleared her throat before speaking, hoping to grab their attention. “Yoo-hooo!” she called, giving a little wave.

[Hakuzo NightFox]

Dang, now we are talking! Fallout 3 is one of my favorite games!

Name: Hakuzo NightFox

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Species: Kitsune

Height: 5'5''

Weight: (um... I'm not really sure on this one.)

Build: Average

Personality: Can remain calm in most situations. Always carefully thinks through every action before making a move.

physical appearance: White furred. Not too muscular, but build for speed and agility. Looks just like a normal 'fox' even with just one tail.

Markings: black colored fur 'marks' under the eyes.

Clothing: Chinese Stealth Suit (kidding, Hakuzo doesn't need one ) Basic freedom fighter clothing.

Backround: Found his way to Knothole village shorty after Robotnik rained down a hail storm of nuclear bombs on the surface of Mobius. He was badly injured by raiders and needed a place to recuperate. Soon he repaid the village by becoming the local watchman for other raiders and such.

Affiliation: Freedom fighter (Good)

Abilities: FoxFire, Natural stealth, Lock-picking, Computers (including hacking), steady aim, Light step, can also disarm most traps and mines, including knowing how to make traps and mines, Repairing.

Weapons of choice: Dragunov SVD (5 shot clip with for 6 with one round in chamber, Semi-automatic), Runik Daggers. (for now)

Equipment: A reinforced backpack with several places to store extra weapons on the outside. Multi-tool. Many bobby pins. 5 Clips of SVD ammo (50 rounds total). Whet stone.

Perks: Mysterious Stranger, Scrounger. (heh, just for fun stuffs , with this I won't have to worry about running out of ammo)

Weaknesses: Will not harm any innocent. Can not swim very well.

Hope this is descriptive enough, its very late and such. At most I can only post once a day. If anything here seems to much, let me know.

Note: I had to add a couple of things to this post .

[Fidget]

Leo's ear twitched at the voice and turned to face her. "W-what? How did-? Gah nevermind. Get her!*

[sonicfan45!]

"Back to robotropolis again..."

James heaved a sigh. Of all the the mobotropolis wasteland, he despised downtown robotropolis most of all. Ironically robotropolis, in comparison with the rest of the wastes, is not so terrible in looks and structure seeing as it sustained no nuclear fallout whatsoever for obvious reasons. Of course, what the city lacks in radiation and desolation, it more than makes up for in pollution and overall physical danger.

James could think of many a place he'd prefer to search for parts for his laser pistol, but nowhere else had the parts in as good of condition as in the city whos shadows he now lurked.

"Ah,"He thought, "This looks promising." A short distance from where he stood was a security shed near some heaps of scrap metal. Careful to make sure the coast was clear, he crept over to the door of the shed and tried it. "Locked....Of course!"


He reached into his right pocket and retrieved a small standard screwdriver and a tin from which he withdrew a bobby pin. Within seconds he had the door unlocked. "Piece of cake...Ive had more trouble unlocking a suitcase lock!" he said aloud. He started, almost as if his own whispered comments breaking the silence had been a shout. Hoping with all his might that the shed was empty of personnel, he slung his rifle from its sling on his back and pushed the door open with his foot.


He entered the building to find himself, much to his relief, alone. It took him all of five minutes to fit as many power cells in his backpack as he needed. He also was able to get his paws on several laser pistols fresh from the assembly line and even one laser rifle. Satisfied with a rather good haul, he dropped his damaged pistol and took another laser pistol from the shelf to put in his holster.

As James turned to leave, movement from beyond the doorway caught his eye. He crept outside and crouched behind a road barrier closer to the situation unfolding. He watched silently as a workerbot carried a pink hedgehog to where he could only guess. Before he could take action, another mobian appeared. This one was wearing an enclave officer uniform. This puzzled and filled James with questions...questions that would have to wait, for now was the time for action. Silently he swung the lever forward and back on his rifle and took aim. His plan was to take the hybrid mobian first, not to kill, just to wound. He wanted to know what an enclave officer was doing in robotropolis as he was unaware of any alliance between the enclave and the doctor. "Left leg, slightly below the knee," he muttered as if calling a shot in a game of pool. His finger lightly put pressure on the trigger when yet another mobian entered the picture, forcing him to take his finger off the trigger so he could assess the situation again.



Immediately he recognized the husky to be more than just a raider or ordinary wastelander. She was too well kept. She, like he, was watching from out of sight of the bot, prisoner, and officer. Rifle still aimed, he watched as she proceeded to climb the scrap heap overlooking the trio. She looked down on them and greeted them with a wave and a shout. The hybrid mobian turned with a look of surprise and barked an order to the roboticized cat. The husky could hold her own against the pair of them, of that James had no doubt in his mind. Instead of taking his shot, he shifted his sight to the area surrounding the three mobians. He was waiting for any reinforcements that he was sure would be attracted to the scene.

[Hakuzo NightFox]

Hakuzo was sitting up in the south watch tower. Not a soul has came by in over three months. Knothole is secluded enough where it was untouched during the nuclear bombs that Robotnik rained down on the planet. This was the only spot that had a limited amount of clean water and vegetables could grow fairly easily here.

Hakuzo soon started to get bored. It's been months since he was injured, and he has fully recovered. Now he spends his day watching over knothole and running small errands for Caps(Or would it be mobiums in this case?).

Soon Hakuzo snapped to attention when a familiar voice called out his name from below.

[Fidget]

The reinforcements James was waiting for soon arrived. A mixmatched group of Enclave soldiers, Sentry-bots, and SWAT-bots appeared and immediately fired upon the husky as Leo and the WORKER-bot fled from the scene with their prisoner.