Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-7262318-20190326161612

Name: Rick Deere (Also goes by Richard, Commander, Lieutenant, Sergeant, Lieutenant Sergeant, and Big Dick Rick)

Age: Old

Sex: Man

Race: Human, I guess. Just wrinklier

Appearance: Ugly

S. P. E. C. I. A. L. (Optional): S - 10, P - 10.5, E - 12, C - 100, I - 101, A - 10, L - -3

Tag Skills (Optional): Shooting, Fighting, Cursing, Yelling, Lovemaking, Flexing.

Perks&Traits (Optional): Eats a shit load of rads, and I don't die. Expert on Guns and Booze, too.

Equipment: I got enough ammo and armor to supply a small Canadian coup.

Background: I used to be a Marine, and killed a bunch of Commie shitburgers. Now I'm old as hell, look like swiss cheese, and kill a bunch of Raider shitburgers. That's about it. You want a proper backstory, go read a goddamn poem.

Helen told me you folks need someone to die. I can do that.