Post by ToonLink on Nov 17, 2015 14:15:08 GMT -5
This is open for review, I’m done 
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Character Name: Erik Pryde
Nickname(s): n/a
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Birthplace: Novac
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Blonde
Hair Style: Doesn’t do much to his hair apart from a slight parting on his right, not visible however, with his hair at the front going slightly down and to his left
Facial Hair: clean shaven
Skin Colour: white
Build: Not too strong however healthy and good postured
Distinguishing Features: nothing too distinguishing, but has a slightly feint sleeve tattoo on his right arm
Profession: None however makes money from supplying to doctors and sells whatever he can to traders
Skills: Skilled in hunting, crafting, Jury-rigging and repairing
Training: Self training
Other Abilities: highly smart and can run very fast when in combat, also having a very far eyesight
Apparel: Light blue jeans, a white shirt and a short sleeved leather jacket and leather boots, nothing much else to his clothing
Weaponry:
12g Hunting Shotgun
.308 sniper rifle (secondary)
Hatchet
Other Equipment: Erik carries lots of stimpaks and other aid equipment in case coming in handy and other many repairing equipment
Affiliation: none currently
Religious Belief: none
Sexual Preference: heterosexual
Relationship Status: single
Personality: Very friendly and enjoys hunting to sell as it makes him feel more independent earning everything by himself, he is against any evil and when protecting his friends, family or community around him, he would go to massive lengths making sure they’re safe
Erik was born in Novac as an only child, his father being a deceased NCR ranger whom in which died he never met and his mother was unemployed, meaning life growing up for Erik was made a lot harder, he was barely living of food and all they had was a run down and previously abandoned room in the hotel in Novac. Erik was not very outgoing as a child and often would pretend he was a builder with the many schematics blue prints he found, in a small wooden shack he found just behind his house. Repairing interested Erik, he enjoyed grabbing stuff that often nobody ever wanted, to make something useful.
When Erik turned 7 he became friends with a boy named Alex, who also lived in Novac, son to a doctor. Alex found Erik playing alone in the shack and started talking to him and they quickly became friends, Alex and Erik played together a lot, stealing needed objects from other people and pickpocketing the caps to buy them. Alex had a belief that there was a place where mutants would live in a civilised manner, which was a known myth but Alex believed in it and had an ambition to one day go there to befriend the mutants and Erik promised he would help him when he was older as he also liked the idea of it. By the age of 11 Erik made his own BB gun. Erik and Alex would wonder not too far off to try and find geckos to shoot at, but never found one to their unfortune. Erik was still good friends with Alex but would often be upset, all of his life he was lied to about where his father was, he was told his dad was a NCR ranger fighting at hoover dam but his mother finally told him the truth about where he really was, this upset and angered Erik, he wanted revenge but also didn’t like the idea of killing someone.
As Erik became a teenager he started to make money of selling his weapons made out of the schematics left in the shack, he was saving up for armour and better weaponry so he could head out to the place known as Jacobstown, however they didn’t head out without a plan, they knew where they wanted to head out and where they wanted to go for shelter, they knew were ready and started heading out without saying any goodbyes apart from leaving a not for his mother. He would miss his mother as she was the most important person to him growing up and was never horrible to him, but he knew he couldn’t off said goodbye, he would have been too upset.
As the two headed out they aimed for a NCR outpost, hoping that they could pull off an innocent teenager act to get shelter. They made it very far, but it was starting to turn night and they were not even two thirds there and things only got worse when Erik spotted a cazador flying around, immediately running to cover behind a large part of stone, grabbing Alex along with him, luckily the cazador not spotting them, Alex knew they had to kill them, to get them out the way, but didn’t want to take the shot so Erik grabbed his sniper and started to play the waiting game for it to slow down and stay still, it took less than a minute however and Erik took the shot, wiping out the cazador and a grin lit up Erik’s face, as Alex patted his back and was ready to head out when another four cazadores came out from behind a mountain, Erik and Alex sprant backwards, they dropped lots of equipment including scrap metal and their map they had whilst they were shooting the cazadores over their shoulder, one and one they slowly they fell, until they last one kept chasing them and got close to Alex but before Erik could take care of the cazador, it stung Alex and he fell to the ground and Erik put the final bullet into the cazador, Erik ran to Alex and lifted him up injecting a stimpak into him trying to wake him up and Alex was conscious but was sick, he was poisoned.
Erik and Alex took off again in a random direction, unknown of where they were going, and they were heading south, but weren’t aware. They made it to a camp site and slept there for the night.
It turned morning and Erik got all of his stuff together ready to head out again and tried to wake up Alex, but he couldn’t manage to get him up. He took his heart rate and realised that his friend was dead and had passed away to poisoning. Erik felt more sadness and anger run through his blood, but knew his friend deserved a proper burial, he dug a hole in the ground and slowly lowered him with care into the hole and covered it, sticking a large stone above it and carved his name, and he left off without doing anything else until reaching a NCR outpost called ranger station echo.
Erik set up a tent nearby the camp and started making tools, what he loved doing and improved each and every day. He often sold them to the NCR, as he felt close to them. To get what he needed he simply hunted for his food, not buying food unless in need of it. Eventually the one human there asked him to join the NCR to make weapons for the NCR and Erik accepted, without a doubt and started to become closer to the NCR, spending most of his time there, or hunting until this day.
Character Name: Erik Pryde
Nickname(s): n/a
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Birthplace: Novac
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Blonde
Hair Style: Doesn’t do much to his hair apart from a slight parting on his right, not visible however, with his hair at the front going slightly down and to his left
Facial Hair: clean shaven
Skin Colour: white
Build: Not too strong however healthy and good postured
Distinguishing Features: nothing too distinguishing, but has a slightly feint sleeve tattoo on his right arm
Profession: None however makes money from supplying to doctors and sells whatever he can to traders
Skills: Skilled in hunting, crafting, Jury-rigging and repairing
Training: Self training
Other Abilities: highly smart and can run very fast when in combat, also having a very far eyesight
Apparel: Light blue jeans, a white shirt and a short sleeved leather jacket and leather boots, nothing much else to his clothing
Weaponry:
12g Hunting Shotgun
.308 sniper rifle (secondary)
Hatchet
Other Equipment: Erik carries lots of stimpaks and other aid equipment in case coming in handy and other many repairing equipment
Affiliation: none currently
Religious Belief: none
Sexual Preference: heterosexual
Relationship Status: single
Personality: Very friendly and enjoys hunting to sell as it makes him feel more independent earning everything by himself, he is against any evil and when protecting his friends, family or community around him, he would go to massive lengths making sure they’re safe
Erik was born in Novac as an only child, his father being a deceased NCR ranger whom in which died he never met and his mother was unemployed, meaning life growing up for Erik was made a lot harder, he was barely living of food and all they had was a run down and previously abandoned room in the hotel in Novac. Erik was not very outgoing as a child and often would pretend he was a builder with the many schematics blue prints he found, in a small wooden shack he found just behind his house. Repairing interested Erik, he enjoyed grabbing stuff that often nobody ever wanted, to make something useful.
When Erik turned 7 he became friends with a boy named Alex, who also lived in Novac, son to a doctor. Alex found Erik playing alone in the shack and started talking to him and they quickly became friends, Alex and Erik played together a lot, stealing needed objects from other people and pickpocketing the caps to buy them. Alex had a belief that there was a place where mutants would live in a civilised manner, which was a known myth but Alex believed in it and had an ambition to one day go there to befriend the mutants and Erik promised he would help him when he was older as he also liked the idea of it. By the age of 11 Erik made his own BB gun. Erik and Alex would wonder not too far off to try and find geckos to shoot at, but never found one to their unfortune. Erik was still good friends with Alex but would often be upset, all of his life he was lied to about where his father was, he was told his dad was a NCR ranger fighting at hoover dam but his mother finally told him the truth about where he really was, this upset and angered Erik, he wanted revenge but also didn’t like the idea of killing someone.
As Erik became a teenager he started to make money of selling his weapons made out of the schematics left in the shack, he was saving up for armour and better weaponry so he could head out to the place known as Jacobstown, however they didn’t head out without a plan, they knew where they wanted to head out and where they wanted to go for shelter, they knew were ready and started heading out without saying any goodbyes apart from leaving a not for his mother. He would miss his mother as she was the most important person to him growing up and was never horrible to him, but he knew he couldn’t off said goodbye, he would have been too upset.
As the two headed out they aimed for a NCR outpost, hoping that they could pull off an innocent teenager act to get shelter. They made it very far, but it was starting to turn night and they were not even two thirds there and things only got worse when Erik spotted a cazador flying around, immediately running to cover behind a large part of stone, grabbing Alex along with him, luckily the cazador not spotting them, Alex knew they had to kill them, to get them out the way, but didn’t want to take the shot so Erik grabbed his sniper and started to play the waiting game for it to slow down and stay still, it took less than a minute however and Erik took the shot, wiping out the cazador and a grin lit up Erik’s face, as Alex patted his back and was ready to head out when another four cazadores came out from behind a mountain, Erik and Alex sprant backwards, they dropped lots of equipment including scrap metal and their map they had whilst they were shooting the cazadores over their shoulder, one and one they slowly they fell, until they last one kept chasing them and got close to Alex but before Erik could take care of the cazador, it stung Alex and he fell to the ground and Erik put the final bullet into the cazador, Erik ran to Alex and lifted him up injecting a stimpak into him trying to wake him up and Alex was conscious but was sick, he was poisoned.
Erik and Alex took off again in a random direction, unknown of where they were going, and they were heading south, but weren’t aware. They made it to a camp site and slept there for the night.
It turned morning and Erik got all of his stuff together ready to head out again and tried to wake up Alex, but he couldn’t manage to get him up. He took his heart rate and realised that his friend was dead and had passed away to poisoning. Erik felt more sadness and anger run through his blood, but knew his friend deserved a proper burial, he dug a hole in the ground and slowly lowered him with care into the hole and covered it, sticking a large stone above it and carved his name, and he left off without doing anything else until reaching a NCR outpost called ranger station echo.
Erik set up a tent nearby the camp and started making tools, what he loved doing and improved each and every day. He often sold them to the NCR, as he felt close to them. To get what he needed he simply hunted for his food, not buying food unless in need of it. Eventually the one human there asked him to join the NCR to make weapons for the NCR and Erik accepted, without a doubt and started to become closer to the NCR, spending most of his time there, or hunting until this day.
