Post by Zelus on Jul 25, 2015 7:49:17 GMT -5
Character Name: Madeleine Hunter
Nickname(s): Maddie
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 26
Birthplace: Outside of Redding
Height: 5’ 9”
Weight: 130
Eye Color: green
Hair Color: Red
Hair Style: Kept rather sort, combed back neatly
Facial Hair: N/A
Skin Color: caucasian
Build: Rather lean.
Distinguishing Features: Her red hair, usually covered up by a helmet, otherwise she seems fairly plain
Profession: Embassy Guard
Skills: Maddie is basically your average trooper in terms of skills. She’s decently trained with explosives knowing just enough to toss a grenade and duck, even going so far as to know how to disarm a mine. Due to the fact that troopers aren’t allowed to use guns on the strip, Maddie has been put through extensive melee weapons training, so she is a force to be reckoned with when she uses her cattle prod. As an extension on her training with melee weapons, she can fight without arms, though not nearly as well either. Maddie is mostly skilled in firearms, her focus with pistols. She is an incredible shot with a .357 revolver. She is decent with most weapons that are up to about the size of a service rifle. Anything bigger than that she struggles tremendously with.
Training: First taught by her father to shoot at a relatively young age, Maddie eventually moved on to standard Military training where she was taught how to be a basic trooper. She eventually got herself transferred at the request of her father where she took up training to become part of the NCR’s military police, where she ended up as a guard, dealing with the NCR rabble on the strip.
Other Abilities: She’s got a mean poker face, and she knows how to brand and drive a Brahmin, humorously both have been put into action on the strip.
Apparel: Maddie has three outfits she’s able to get her hands on. The most common sight she’s usually seen in, is her standard military police fatigues. Her second outfit is her more casual attire, a slim fitting tshirt, black gloves and elbow pads, faded jeans and a pair of black sneakers. As this outfit is usually worn off duty, she can sometimes be found wearing a gun holster, which carries her revolver. Ammo is kept on the thigh. Her third outfit is used when the NCR requires a more subtle touch. When people need to be guarded around New Vegas in a low-key manner, Maddie will wear an outfit one would usually associate with a traveller. The outfit consists of, a pair of dark boots, dark brown pants, and jacket, with a small backpack strapped to her with two black leather belts. A few leather pouches sit on a mantle around her stomach and her hands are covered in leather gloves.
Weaponry: Whilst on the strip, Maddie will have no choice but to use a cattleprod, although outside of the strip she will opt for a .357 revolver.
Other Equipment: Since she works on the strip, there is very little she needs to carry around with her at any one time, though she usually carries bandages, some food (usually a kind of dried biscuit), a bottle or two of water, some ammo (if she’s off the strip), and a radio.
Affiliation:
NCR – Quite loyal to the NCR, even if she thinks their recruits are bloody idiots sometimes. She loves everyone she works with though, and gets real pissed when people are hostile to them.
Brahmin Barons – She has a soft spot for Brahmin Barons, who’ve come on vacation to get away from the horribly mundane lifestyle she escaped from.
Religious Belief: Agnostic for the most part, Maddie really doesn’t care about religion, and she’s never really given it much thought
Sexual Preference: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single and she wants it to stay that way, relationships are messy, especially on the strip, especially with her service to the NCR
Personality: Maddie’s always been a bit of a daddy’s girl, as such she has allowed herself to be manoeuvred around to suit her father’s need, thus bringing her to the Strip. Maddie likes the easy life, with a bit of excitement, which is why she loves living on the strip. She likes to gamble, and be a little loose with her morals. She likes fun at the end of the day, and as such has developed something of a phobia when it comes to personal drama.
As a military woman, she’s incredibly loyal to those around her, having been with them in drunken brawls and amongst the very worst of society (people so drunk they can no longer move). In her eyes they’ve been to hell and back, and whilst none of them have died in combat, they occasionally wonder if it would be better. At least then they wouldn’t have to see the realities of people who lose their fortune, only to end it all days later. That being said, she is a proud member of the NCR military, even if she does miss getting her hands on a gun and taking it to some tribal asshole.
In 2257 on March fourth, Maddie was born to a wealthy Brahmin Baron. She was by no means the only child, her mother bearing an entire litter of kids, but she was definitely the favourite. Even as a baby, her father was utterly proud of her, despite relatively doing nothing. Maddie wasn’t exactly sure why, maybe it was because she was a girl, or that she was the youngest, as many of her other siblings had grown up, flown the coup or were becoming disappointing lazy bums who did the bare minimum on the ranch. Maddie like all her younger siblings did start work on the ranch at the age of six, and it was her job to make sure the calves were feeding. In short all she did was sit there watching them all day and tell her father if one wasn’t feeding. She even had a little spot on one of the fence posts where she could sit with a pair of binoculars and look over the entire herd. That was her life as a youngster, relatively safe and sound for the most part. Occasionally a feisty radscorpion or coyote would try and take an opportunity to eat the defenceless young girl. She would of course sometimes be knocked off her post and hurt a bit, but someone would soon come running. Usually it’d be her father sporting a hunting shotgun. Like all kids in the wasteland, she didn’t come away without some scars and bruises.
Maddie enjoyed the life, as she grew up, and when she was old enough, her father taught her how to shoot with a weathered nine millimetre pistol, which she kept on her hip from about the age of fourteen up. Even then she only really used it to deal with the threats that came out of the bushes.
Soon enough, Maddie got bored with shooting coyotes and radscorpions. Soon enough she wanted away from the ranch, a place she worried she was getting a little too familiar with. By the time she was seventeen, she had decided to leave. Not really wanting to become an adventurer and struggle to find food every day, and knowing her father would never let that happen, Maddie decided to join the NCR army. It took a long while to convince her father to approve, but when he did, he took her into town himself. He then escorted her to the recruitment office with her duffle bag, and left her there. Maddie could’ve sworn she saw him tear up somewhat, but given the big moustachioed macho man persona he went for, she figured it was best to ignore it and join the other recruits.
After months of training, news came to Maddie’s unit that the base at Camp McCarran had been established in the Mojave Wasteland and that was where they were immediately reassigned. According to her superior officer, it had something to do with the trouble with the Brotherhood of Steel, who had apparently rustled a fair few jimmies in the upper levels of the NCR military. Due to the need for more troops, recruits were to be moved immediately to the Mojave, and were to continue training in the camp. After some delays in reassigning resources to the new unit for transport, Maddie and her fellow soldiers were then quickly moved.
It turned out to be a good thing; in the eyes of the NCR, as news quickly spread west of Caesar’s Legion, a faction in Maddie’s eyes were a bunch of good for nothing, trumped up slavers. Her fresh faced patriotism sparked up and she couldn’t wait to punch the Legion right in the mouth. Though the months following would be filled with nothing but training. Or at least that’s what Maddie thought.
Given her new life away from the ranch, Maddie was granted a freedom that she hadn’t really considered before. Since there were no strangers that visited the ranch often enough to provide her with someone to be interested in, romantically or otherwise, the thought had barely crept into her mind. It took her by significant surprise that when she did consider it, it was never about men, but rather more about women. This led to some rather awkward, but all in all hilarious moments in Maddie’s eyes whenever she turned down a hopeful recruit, in favour of a woman from another unit. Eventually people began to realise and those moments faded and everything went back to normal… though Maddie did get in trouble more than once for being late for drills.
Unfortunately for Maddie the relatively comfortable life of endless drilling came to a halt, when Caesar’s Legion invaded the Mojave and attacked Hoover Dam. Immediately Maddie’s unit was sent out into the Mojave on patrols. On the very first day, Maddie got her taste of combat. Since they were sent directly at the Legion, they came almost immediately under fire from a Legion scouting party. Maddie whilst she got away with relatively few injuries, a bullet caught her thigh giving her a pretty bad scar; she saw at least two of her friends cut down with Legion machetes. She did score her first kill on that day however, gunning down some Legion with a bullet to the throat.
Once she was healed, she would immediately get pushed into action and sent on many patrols out into the Mojave. Whilst she came across Legion parties infrequently, most of her tour of duty was mostly dealing with the raider group known as the Fiends. She soon found out she hated them more than she hated the Legion. The fiends attacked indiscriminately and were highly organised… not to mention, they were right outside the doors of Camp McCarran.
Little did Maddie realise her tour would soon come to an end, as events hundreds of miles took place. Her father, when he heard of the Legion’s attacks on Hoover Dam (as well as reports from the front, once they trickled down the Long 15 and then up to Redding), decided to pay the senator for Redding a visit. Using what little power he had and some of the funds he had acquired in his business over the years, Maddie’s father got her successfully reassigned to the NCR embassy on the strip. The news came to Maddie in the following weeks, and if she was truly honest she was relieved. She had grown to greatly regret joining the army. She hated losing members of her own unit, even if it was the nature of the beast. The other members of her unit it, cursed her for being entitled and cowardly. With a bit of shame and self-loathing, she picked up her bag and followed orders and in the latter months of 2277, she entered the embassy.
In the embassy, Maddie was given the position of an MP, basically a glorified guard who occasionally did something else. That something else, she would find out would be dealing with drunken NCR citizens, who were visiting the strip. Whilst this was funny in the beginning, it soon became old. Still, occasionally attention seeking troopers would end up in the fountain and she’d get a good sight. That was something at least.
In her first year at the embassy, Maddie would see the retiring Susanna Edith be replaced with Ambassador Crocker, or Ambassador Crockofshit as Maddie called him on the down low. Whilst the man was relatively popular, many of the embassy guards, including Maddie considered him far too much of a pansy to really be allowed in the position. Still he remained there for the next few years, and remained in the post continuously ever since. By 2281, Crocker was claiming he had been there seven years, when anyone who actually knew anything about the embassy knew that was utter crap, so that’s when the nickname ‘Crockofshit’ came from. Around the same time, the legendary figure known as the Courier, climbed out of a grave in Goodsprings. He or she, Maddie was never really sure, swept through the Mojave like tumbleweed in a tornado. At some point or another, the courier decided to pay their quaint little embassy on the strip, a moment that most people who were there would remember for all of their lives. Maddie however, was sleeping in her bunk, suffering from a hangover and missed the whole thing. In fact, she was told they came back again at some point; Maddie had no real idea where she was at that point either, though given her developed interest in certain activities in the Gomorrah, she wasn’t entirely surprised she missed it. This was basically a nonissue with her until a letter came from her father asking her about this hero. Unable to tell her father exactly what had become of her life by that point, she opted to lie. She told him that she’d been stood guard as the Courier had come through and he’d smiled at her. Her father seemed to believe her in his following letters, so it seemed she got away with it.
That letter did make her aware of what had become of her life since. She’d spent all of her free time in the casino, occasionally gambling, but most of the time she just spent it boozing at the bar, or spending some time with the ladies within the Gommorah. All in all she’d embraced the sins and knowing how stupidly close to going over the edge she’d found herself in, became more reserved in what she did in them. Still that got very boring and in recent months she’s gotten deathly bored. She still finds time to slip into the casinos for some fun though, so maybe it wasn’t so bad. Could be worse, she supposed.
