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 Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 3:06 pm
NPCs and Merchants
Located in this thread are all NPCs and Merchants. Below is a list of all NPCs and merchants and a link to the post they are located in. If you make an NPC, post them here with the basic information listed below. Thank you! { Basic NPC Information }
Name
Age
Location
Short History
Appearance (Images)
{ List of NPCs and Merchants }
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:07 am
{ Merchant } Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
   
Name: Estrella Rose
Age: 23
Services: Luxurious items, pre-war items
Personality: Estrella typically acts like she is better than anyone and everyone around her. She has everything she needs and simply wants more. The reason that she sells stuff to people is that she finds some very interesting things that people often want to trade, and being a part of a trade caravan typically results in protection from raiders and mutations.
History: "I was born to a man and a woman, and had a single older sister. They had an above average income, but we still did not live in any huge, fancy mansion. When the war started getting more tense, my father paid my sister and I our way into a bunker. My sister and I managed to get in the bunker, but my mother and father didn't. See, they were on a business trip to DC and perished. When my sister and I emerged we were pretty dirty from all the dust in the air, but we were amazed to see that the city of Las Vegas was generally unscathed. Being one of the original settles of the city, I suppose you could say, we were given a large suite in one of the many casino-hotels along the strip that people started fortifying. Tired of the luxurious life, my sister and I managed to buy the trade caravan route. Managing to gather a few luxurious items we no longer needed, we officially set up shop in one of the empty hotel rooms on the second floor. It's been pretty rough trying to run a store this day in age, but you wouldn't believe all of the income we've had! These shrimps will do anything for soap." - Love, Estrella
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:39 am
{ Merchant } Location: Washington, D.C.
   
Name: Overlord
Age: 42
Services: Weaponry
Personality: Overlord, as he calls himself, is a very serious, stern man. Having built his entire wardrobe and many of his weapons himself, he believes that he has the power to do anything he wishes. He travels the wastelands in order to provide people with weaponry to protect themselves, a simple sign that he has hope for his fellow mankind and that he does have a heart.
History: "It was a cold, hard world before everything went dark. I was born into a family in England, but was brought here to America with my father when I was but two years of age. From there I graduated from high school and college and got married to a beautiful woman. We both lives the same lifestyle, and it worked out marvelously. When the bombs hit we were quick to take to the bomb shelter we'd built out back. After staying there crafting some weapons and armor for a few days, we finally emerged to find everything in ruin. The two of us wandered the wastes for a few days before a group of raiders attacked us. We fought them head on for a few minutes before they killed my wife, took my supplies, and left me for dead. Luckily, a merchant came by and found me, taking me to his ruined home in the DC ruins. There he lent me some food, water, some clothing, and a simple fireman's axe. With these items in hand, I made my way out into the wasteland where I began collecting items to craft into weapons and armor for the people. I didn't want anyone to suffer the agony of losing the last person in the world you loved the same way I did. With a note from the merchant about the trade caravan, I quickly became a noted merchant." - Overlord
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 7:58 am
{ Merchant } Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
   
Name: Rochelle Latoya
Age: 25
Services: Cross-country caravan
Personality: Rochelle is a very kind, humorous young woman. She has a strong sense of humor about her and is typically very fun loving and wild. While driving she keeps up this humorous nature while still on the look out for anything of danger. She can be very serious if she needs to.
History: "Shoo, thangs was crazy when I was lil! My momma and my daddy, they was in the circus 'cause people always said dey never seen no mud people! Hah, nah I'm just'a kiddin'. My momma and my daddy were very wonderful people and I loved them both very much so. Growin' up I always loved to drive stuff. I'd just hop behind this wheel or that wheel whether I was and take off! My daddy was always afraid that when I gots my license I'd be havin' wrecks and left and right! But he was wrong, cause I got it and passed amazin'ly! Anyhoos, when the bombs was announced, my mommy and my daddy and I was in Las Vegas for my birthday. We figured if we was gonna die we best be happy, so we stayed in the casino the whole time just a drinkin' and havin' a merry ole time! Well, lucky none of them bombs fell on us and we was all okay. Not long after I managed to purchase this here beautiful vehicle from a strange woman named Estrella. Ya see, a merchant was tryin' ta sell it to her but she was having a fit and putting up a fuss. Well I walked over to her and told her I'd give her a couple hundred Chips for it. Reluctantly that woman agreed and I gots me my very own caravan! I started drivin' here and there, ferrying people across the wasteland. I had to reinforce it though, and I gots a man to help convert it's battery so that it runs on power cells. It sure is a beauty, and I wouldn't trade none of this for nothin'!" - Catch ya lata, Rochelle
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 10:17 am
{ Merchant } Location: Anchorage, Alaska
   
Name: Jin Fu
Age: 38
Services: General necessities
Personality: Jin is a very shady individual. He's managed to survive outside of his bunker for a lot longer than anyone else in Anchorage, yet no one knows why. The reason know one knows why is because he never tells anyone anything. The reason that Jin Fu started selling merchandise to survivors is unknown (because he never tells anyone anything), that the most likely reason is that for the many years he's lived alone in Anchorage, the things he has now are the things he wished he'd had then.
History: "Let's make this quick, okay? I worked for a modeling agency when I was younger. Everyone in the agency got paid into a bunker near the base of the mountains. I got in, and got out. That's how things work for me; all business, waste no time. I came out of the bunker approximately twenty years ago. Not long after, I managed to fortify myself a decent home base and rig myself a nice vehicle to ride about the town in. Those were some of my better years. Eh, I've already told you too much. Now leave, before a certain someone accidentally makes some certain flesh eaters come for their dinner." - Get out of here. Jin
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:22 pm
{ Merchant } Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
   
Name: Lance deLuca
Age: 34
Services: Cafe & Food Services
Personality: Lance is a very kind man, although he can come off as a bit standoffish. He's very intelligent, but has always devoted his time to his love of food. As such, he loves talking about food and culinary arts. He has a low tolerance for stupidity and ignorance and often times will kick people out for being either of those things. Since he's such an important person in Las Vegas he can do that without consequence. He sometimes abuses this power, but not often.
History: "You wanna know about me, huh? Well, I was born in England to an average family. I had an average mum, an average father, and an average sister. My life was all pretty average. When the bombs hit I was, I believe, twenty-nine. I was here in Vegas with some colleagues for a... bachelor's party. I was going to get married a few days later to the woman of my dreams. Unfortunately, when I came out of the bunker, I'd learned that my fiancée hadn't managed to make it. Which is strange, because she'd been accepted into a bunker as well... I've never forgiven myself for that. Seeing as how lucky I'd become, I set up a restaurant in the heart of Vegas, selling to the people everything that I'd scavenged across my first few years out of the bunker. It's a nice life, but there's still something in the back of my head that aches me..." -Good luck out there, Lance.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:23 pm
{ Merchant } Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
   
Name: Miliana Aonani
Age: 41
Services: Clothing & General
Personality: Miliana tries to put up a wall for everyone and everything around her. She tries to only worry about herself and think for herself and let everyone else suffer in their own right... unless they have the Chips to pay for her help, anyway. Miliana attributes her lack of care for others to her history and past. Deep down she can't help but feel sorry for others and happy when she helps them out, and she really does worry about what's going on in the world.
History: "I don't like to talk about my past, but... if you really must know... I grew up in Hawaii, being born to a very loving family. I had a very normal life until I met the man of my dreams and got married. On our honeymoon my first child was created. When it was time to give birth, we found out I was actually having triplets. How in the world the other two passed the scans. Regardless, my three beautiful babies were born successfully and my husband and I lived happily with them together. That was about four years before everything went to hell... I'd sent in for a place for the five of us in Honolulu's bunker, but they would only accept my husband and I because... they said that the cryogenic chambers were not usable by anyone under the age of five. I was worried at first but thought it would be okay because my babies would turn five in just a few months. About a month before their birthdays the sirens went off and my family headed to the bunker. At the gates they took my babies and forced us into our chambers. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye and that I loved them. There's something about being a mother and knowing your babies are going to die, but knowing that they're going to die and you're not going to be able to say goodbye, it makes everything a million times worse. The thought of what happened to my babies sits heavily on my mind every day, and is the only reason I'm risking my life to bring people the necessities and armor they need to keep alive in the wasteland. By traveling the wasteland I hope to get some answers..." -Love, Miliana
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:24 pm
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