Alright, while we wait, let's work out some more fine points, like where exactly is your character going to be at the start, etc. I know mine's going to be at his camp in the Everfree.
I was thinking that our Stables both know of livable environment around, yet aren't sure of the inhabitants. Im trying to find a replacement cooling module for the stable, and making my way to Canterlot
Eyup. Finals are a pain. Also, If anyone would like me to make their OC look more Vault-Ish just send me the code and description of what you want.
We could just do a little background rp before any of us meet. Like life in the stables or something.
Yea, call it 'Before the Fallout' or something. Who wants to start that? It shouldn't be too long, but it'll be there.
Alright guys, the prologue Rp has started! It is Before the Fallout, not literally of course, then it would no longer be Fallout Equestria.
Gilroy ran. As someone was chasing him. "C'mere cupcake!" The raider called after him, Gilroy had just woken up from a 200 year nap in statis. His stable in ruins, corpses and skeletons everywhere. Not to mention the raiders that were trying to murder him. He vaguely remembered what he was trying to do before he jumped into the statis chamber. He heard gunshots behind him, and something flew past his head. "Dammit! almost got im!" The room he was trying to get to was one level below him. He ran onto a catwalk, the raider that was chasing him ran onto the catwalk, and another from the other side. "No where to run now, is there?" Spoon panted, and replied: "You know what this vault was testing? Fake magic. Not one unicorn entered. Only earth ponies and pegasi." The raiders looked dumbfounded. Lowering their guns. "Izzat what you got on?" he asked, gesturing to the metal anomaly on Spoon's head, a horn with a metal wire running down the side off his head. "Yeah, it is. One of the spells was levitation." He said as he lifted the sawed off shotgun out of the raider's hoof. "Hey whatur..." He was cut off by his head blasted off by a spread of lead. "S***!" The other raider yelled. He fired his 10mm pistol thrice. Spoon caught the bullets with his magic and sent them back. Leaping off the catwalk. He landed neatly in front of the door. This had not been opened since before the raiders took over. "He was over here!" He heard the rest of the raiders call. Panicking, he began to hack the terminal, it took less than a minute. He ran in and slammed the door behind him. Locking it tight. Trying to steady his breathing so the raiders wouldn't hear him. he turned to look at what he had came for. Rows of synthetic horns, medical supplies and weapons, and ammo. He began collecting everything of value he found several laser pistols, a baseball bat, and some pistols. But the crowning jewel of the storage was the unique .44 magnum revolver, with a mother of pearl handle. And ammo that looked like it was meant for the guns he had found. Saddlebags full of supplies. The two 10mm pistols levitating at his side. He left the storage, the door closing behind him. The last thing he wanted to do was let the raiders find all of the supplies. The raiders saw him leave. He shouted. But two bullets between the eyes shut him up. More of them shot at him, and it felt like something was ripping his horn out of his head. Someone had hit his fake horn. As soon as it was hit. The pistols he was holding went haywire. Shooting every which way. He tried to manually shut of his magic with his Pip-Buck. But to no avail. Seeing that this was hopeless. He drew his base ball bat, and charged.
