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Username: Konchomai 2
Character Name: Konchomai Yagamoto
Weaponry: His right arm, Silenced Ak-47 (With Drop-Off Pack), One Frag Grenade, One Smoke Grenade, Switchblade
Rank: Initiate
Background: Crazy, kooky...Insane in the Membrane, Konchomai is pound for pound, one of the craziest and most insane soldiers in the Brotherhood. His original place in the Brotherhood brought his shame, and made him seem taboo. However, from his new life, he appears to have grown in strength, and intelligence. He hopes to prove this on his first mission back in work.

Username: MidniteCruiser
Name: Darius Cartagan (just Cartagan will be fine)
Race: Human (wastelander)
Traits:
Bruiser
Chemical resistant
Tag Skills:
Melee weapons
Outdoorsman
Small guns-
Perks: Faster healing, Quick recovery
Melee: Machete, Claw Hammer
Guns:
Dual Browning HP (12round clip each, 9mm, 2 spare clips.)
'Fn FAL (20 round clip, 4spare clips) silenced for this
Pancor (10rounds, 10more on gun strap, 20 spare on ammobelt{20reg, 20 fletchette})
Sniper Rifle (modded 8shot clip, 3 extras.) Silenced for this
Throwing/misc:
Incendiary Grenades (5 )
Throwing knives(5)
Armor:
Leather Armor MKII (black/ashen)

Username:Warboss 300
Character Name:Callum Donnalds
Rank:Initiate
HtH Weapon:Crowbar,Combat knife,Switchblade (on thigh).
Guns:Winchester hunting rifle with silencer and 6x scope,Sigsaur Pistol with silencer (All picked instead of normal weapons for this mission)
Thrown:Incedinary grenades (x2).
Misc/Ammo:5x Rad-X tablets,3x stimpacks,2x flares,4x 7.62mm hunting rifle clips (40 bullets total),3x 9mm clips (36 bullets total),small radio,various medical items(bandages,tweezers,scalpel,ointments,ect.),binoculars.
Armour:Leather MKII with elbow and kneepads,greaves,leather gloves, cloth facemask,motorbike goggles,steel toe-cap boots and thick trenchcoat.

Name: Azure
Rank: Knight
HtH: Combat Knife and Power Fist
[The Power Fist has a modified energy pack that allows its continued function over many hits.]
Gun: Wattz Laser Pistol and Laser Rifle
[Each has a 12 round clip and six clips. MFCs and SECs respectively.]
Throwing/misc: Smoke, Flash, and Incendiary Grenades
[Normally holds two of each.]
Armor: Brotherhood Combat Armor

Bio:
Was once a Senior Knight under Slade in the Iron Hand Division.
Was exiled due to theft of Brotherhood technology.
Was leader of the Crying Eye Runic Hunters during that time (they no longer exist).
Eventually returned to try his hand at fate again.
Started in Espionage upon his return.
Switched over to the Tank Division when it was learned that the Brotherhood was without armored support.
Switched to Infantry when need for armored support went south.

Name: Sean P. McNeil (Mac)
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Traits: Kamikaze
Tag Skills: Melee Weapons, Small Guns and Outdoorsman
Perks: Survivalist
Rank: Initiate
HtH weapons: Combat Knife
Guns: Desert Eagle, 9mm Beretta, AK-47 ((In reality all 3 weapons are capable of being silenced))
Armor: Wraith armor
Bio: War, War never changes...
Mac has known battle and warfare as far back as he can remember. At a young age his town was destroyed in a Super-Mutant raid and he was found roaming the wastes by a traveler who took him under his wing and trained him in weaponry classical and modern. When he became a man he sought out the brotherhood where he would spend a few years before leaving to adventure in the wastes. He would drift settlement to settlement from the Midwestern regions where Chicago had once proudly stood and onto the Rockies. There he had joined with the remnants of the Blackwater Mercenary Company and trudged forward to the Boston and DC area. While trading with locals in the DC region they were besieged by a battalion of super-mutants and were assisted by the Lyons Pride, through communication Mac had received information that the Midwestern brotherhood were in dire need of recruitment, so after his long exile MacNeil took the long voyage back to his roots. Weeks later he saw the first glimpse of an old brotherhood encampment destroyed through recent combat, so as he had done for so long he kept walking until finally he reunited with the remnants of the Midwestern brotherhood. What could have caused such havoc, he wondered. With a new threat on the horison the Brotherhood once again opens their arms for recruitment because war, war never changes...

Username: demonqueenzeo
Character Name: Rain
Weaponry: Silenced Ak-47 (10 Clips) and a Machete
Rank: Junior knight

Username :- THE TRUE RAZGRIZ
Character :- Razgriz (Zaid to his squad mates)
Rank :- Knight
Weaponry :- 2 Silenced MP5s, 2 Combat knives, 10 Throwing knives.
Background :-


Name:- Zaid AKA RAZGRIZ
Race:- Human
sex:- Male
age :- 22
Traits:- Small Frame, Fast Metabolism
Tags:- Sneaking,Traps,Melee Combat
Perks:- Die Hard,Stunt Man, Quick Recovery
Appearance:- almost 6 feet tall, dark black hair, dark black eyes, white skin, about 143 pounds in weight (65 KiloGrams) a bit skinny but very handy with guns, his body has several scars especially his upper chest, his left leg as well has a couple of bullet wounds, and the most noticeable scar on his body is one that takes over quarter of his chest, due to an injury in a mission alongside Brutus,

not so talkative and almost never talks about anything in his life or about himself

Bio:-

Zaid never knew who his mother was he was raised by his father for she had died giving birth to him
his father did all that he can during that terrible time after a few years his father joined the brotherhood
he went to the base with his father, he admired the fighters he saw there and showed great intrest in combat, and once his father saw that he started training him when he was 8

having a large stock of holodisks at his disposal gave him enormous amounts of knowledge and that made him skilled in many fields but he was best suited for combat mostly because working on a bench all day wasn't exciting enough for him

at the age of 15 he got news that his father died defending his comrades during a large attack, examining the site of the attack he noticed that his father's partner was nowhere to be found and his father was shot in the back not from the front as he was told,

filled with grief he had no where to go, so as he was leaving a friend of his father told him that he can stay with him and keep training in hope of joining the brotherhood one day, and now that he did he's still searching to know who killed his father driven by his will to protect his friends and get revenge for his father

he still has his father's own custom pistol which is a Python and a few of his father's own bullets that he -his father- used to make himself to use them especially when he was going to face a very powerfull opponent

they were colored black and his father used to put Radscorpion poison on their tips and seals it with some wax from a burning candle so that it won't drip away, and he keeps them in hope of killing his father's murderer with those bullets

his life is pretty much centered around his father's death
and because of that none of the few relationships he got into worked
and he is still searching for someone who would understand his situation and support him instead of just make him choose between them or his revenge

After the bird landed, Cartagan was the first to jump out. He HATED flying, Being a firm believe that man belonged with his own too feet on the surface. checking his weapons once more, he walked over to the waiting initiate. He viewed his surroundings, then chose an outcropping to sit upon. "Initiate," He nodded, "When the rest of the team gets here I suggest you explain how you came across this knowledge, and explain why exactly you decided to go for this." He pulled out his Newly acquired FAL, and began to run a routing cleaning on it, waiting on the rest of the brothers and sister.

(I PMd you the change in my weapons, It seems you did change it, thanks.)

((This isn't REALLY my first mission...But we never finished the last one.Many of you know why...))

Callum was the third person to come out of the Vertibird, goggles and facemask on, clutching his equipment. It was his first proper mission and the nerves were killing him. A sea-monster?... Callum didn't belive in monsters himself, which was rather rubbish as this was the wasteland and no-one need be reminded of the horrors out here. Dust blew into his goggles, building up in layers. It was the first time he'd flown in anything and was still in a state of awe, having passed over the ground at an amazing speed. Getting his barings, he walked towards the rest of the team who allready exited the Vertibird.

Konchomai puffed on his cigarette again. The piece's were all falling into place. He pulled out a map and made a couple of notes.

"Everyone is almost here..." He stated softly. He turned to Darius and the others now.

"Cartagan requested that I inform you all of how I discovered this cult, and their reasons. I admit, I have left you in the dark. I happened upon chance. To briefly sum it up ((I'll go into more detail when the rest post)), I discovered an empty town in the North, and investigated. Discovered a small squad of the cult members, got into a fight, and killed one. See this scar?" He said, pointing at his eye. A long scar ran down from the middle of his forehead, down to the middle of his cheek. "Got that from the b*****d that I killed. They don't have very tech, but they know how to fight with sticks and stones as if they were bombs and guns. Just be very careful out there." He said, before returning to puffing on his cigarette and making notes.

"I see you have brought many unbelievers to this place... Excellent!"

A man in tattered, flowing blue robes came out from behind a large boulder. The spire of rock was only a few dozen meters from the position of the Vertibird, where the group of Brotherhood soldiers were gathering. His features were hidden behind an old gas mask. A sickening grayish-green. His voice, though booming, did come out strangled because of the mask. He held out his arms wide, waving a pistol around half-mad like.

"~And thus did the faithful rip the still beating heart from his chest, feeding his blood and soul to the one true God!~"

He recited as he approached, swaying slightly from side to side.

"~The faithful will be impervious to the weapons of the unfaithful. Delivered from any trial unscathed.~"

The man recited again from some unknown text as he continued his approach, unwavering. Still some distance away.

Callum was listening to the rest of the group talk, absent-mindedly sharpening his combat knife. The priest made him jump out of his skin as Callum swung his head round to face him. He clumsily pulled out his Sigsaur and lifted his dust blasted goggles off his eyes, a light green hum coming from his left eyes bionics. He listened to his ramblings as he approached. Being the nearest to Cartagan, Callum nodded to him and advanced towards the priest with his pistol raised.
"Stay still...Hand your weapon to me"
He raised his free hand towards him, palm outstretched. If he didn't comply, then he'd take it by force.He was rather nervous, this being the first semi-hostile person he'd met in the mission.