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Name: Shiv

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Race: Human (Caucasian)

Appearance:

Background:Shiv grew up in the wasteland, fighting with various animals for scrap of food. She rarely speaks and when she does she rarely has anything nice to say. Shiv found her way to civilization a few years back, where she broke into an NCR citizen's house, murdered them and ate their corpse, she squatted in the house for several weeks after until the NCR's police came by and arrested her. What they found was a wrecked hell hole full of rotting animal carcasses, fecease and other unsanitary things... It looked like an animal had been living in there, not a human being. Shiv doesn't have a real name, her name is a nickname given to her by the guards as she brutally murdered one of her captors with a makeshift weapon. Though her rehabilitators gave her the name 'rebecca' she doesn't respond to it at all and may even get aggressive if it is used. She was deamed 'insane' by NCR courts and was put in a detention center. She has had private tutoring from the followers of the apocalypse to try and intergrate her into civilization. Though they got her to stop defecating on the ground and to pronounce whole sentences, they still wonder if she would ever be able to joing her fellow humans in civilized society. Upon hearing about Project Cook, Shiv insisted that she was signed on. Her teacher did everything he could to stop it but the NCR figured that it was cheaper than trying to shape her into a real human being.

Shiv is a lot more human than she used to be, she can talk, read at the level of a five year old and isn't likely to kill anyone and eat all of their flesh. One other thing to note about Shiv was that she was heavily addicted to Psycho, to the point that it required an auto doc to treat it. It would seem that chems kept her going out in the wild and so she is somewhat reliant on them. It is also interesting to note that given a scribe and extra time her IQ test came back as 120 making her somewhat gifted. Perhaps she could be trained to do an number of great tasks, assuming that people would have the time to do so...

S.P.E.C.I.A.L

S: 5

P: 7

E: 6

C: 1

I: 7

A: 7

L: 2

Skills: Melee Weapons Throwing First Aid

(Optional) Traits (You can have a maximum of 2)

Feral Kid Chem Reliant

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Name: George McGill

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Race: Human (Caucasian)

Appearance:

Background: George has spent his life going from place to place, he's a professional gambler who has gotten himself banned from at least 3 casinos so far and only 1 of those bans was for being too lucky... McGill has a colourful past of violence, vice and exploitation, mostly linked to the mafia. When he isn't gambling George also acts as a con man, pulling one over on suckers, doing tricks like selling stimpaks full of ketchup, case ammo that are actually full of museum gift shop bullets one time he even sold a destroyed turret and convinced the customer that all they had to do was re-assemble it... he was rather proud of that one. George, however, couldn't run forever. Knowing that the mob was after him, he decided to get them before they got him. He slipped inside the casino and shot its owner, square in the face. He then bolted to the nearest NCR Embassy, where he turned himself in, making him an NCR prisoner and therefore safe from the mob. There was outrage but McGill was transferred to another prison outside of the state. There he served a ten year sentence, well, he would have if his past hadn't come back to bite him in the ass. Someone he once conned found out about his incarceration and submitted evidence of his dodgy dealings to the courts, as a result his sentence was re-evaluated and he got another ten years. Ten years was bad enough but now George's life was over, however, before he could procure a belt to hang himself with, an application form for Project Cook slipped under his door. He hesitantly filled it in, knowing that he might just make a life out there for himself, instead of rotting away in here...

S.P.E.C.I.A.L

S: 3

P: 7

E: 3

C: 7

I: 5

A: 5

L: 6

Skills: Small guns Gambling Speech

(Optional) Traits (You can have a maximum of 2)

One in a million Fast Shot

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Name: Doug Fargo

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Race: Human (Mixed Race)

Appearance:

Backstory (Entries marked 'TBA' will be used to wipe my ass!): In the old world Doug would have been a Biker, sadly the last triumph was blown to hell two hundred years ago. In this day and age, Doug's kind build up and maintain power armour instead. Doug used to travel the world in his power armour, stopping in at every tavern, getting into fights and getting kicked out of town. He used to travel in a gang of five, however, unlike the mechanically apt ruffians of the old world Doug and his friends seemed more interested in assisting people, rather than robbing them or threatning them in any way. They often helped repel raiders and monster attacks and usually were rewarded by towns with alcohol and a place to crash for a night... or four... They only had one rule, that you do not fight the weak. Fighting the weak proves nothing, beating up women, children and old ladies was pathetic. Why waste your time on that when you could be out punching deathclaws and super mutants? Even without the power armour Doug was a tough son of a bitch, wandering from place to place and picking fights with anything and everything that looked like it could throw a punch. Doug's way of life could be seen as honourable by some, distructive by others, either way, NCR law did not approve. When Doug picked a bar fight and wound up punching a New Vegas MP in the face. He was surrounded by MPs, who all leapt on him, repeatedly beating him with their stunsticks. Doug's gang were forced to flee to scene to avoid arrest as he was dog piled into submission. His power armour was confiscated by the army and he was put on trial. He was deamed dangerous by the courts and sentenced to a twenty year jail sentence. Doug hopes to go to Denver to see what challenges await him there. From the sounds of it, it's a dangerous place and so, Doug would love nothing more than to be top dog in Denver.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L

S: 7

P: 6

E: 6

C: 4

I: 5

A: 6

L: 3

Skills: Small guns Mecanic Power Armour

(Optional) Traits (You can have a maximum of 2)

Hot Blooded Heavy Handed

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Name: Doctor Tamannaah Dayal

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Race: Human (American Indian)

Appearance:

Background: Tamannah was a Nurse with the followers of the apocalypse until she got a job as an NCR doctor. She was charasmatic, helpful and good at keeping people alive and well patched up. However, she eventually grew bored of her day to day job, saving unappreciative junkies from their own stupidity. She decided that, one day, she'd overdose one of her patients, a man she particularly hated. Needless to say, he slipped away in his sleep as she had hoped but the cherry on top was that her fellow doctors suspected no foul play. This began Tamannaah's ultimate challenge of seeing how many people she could kill without being detected. It went on for around six months before she was caught crushing a lethal dose of meds in a supply tent, she was taken to the NCR to be put on trial, where she was found guilty of sixteen murders. As a result she was sentenced to life imprisonment and had her medical licence revoked. She has signed herself up to Project Cook with the hopes of being able to tend to a new batch of patients once again.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L

S: 3

P: 5

E: 5

C: 7

I: 6

A: 5

L: 4

Skills: Doctor First Aid Computer Science

(Optional) Traits (You can have a maximum of 2)

Early Bird Claustrophobic

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Name: Mr Sunshine

Age: 41

Gender: Male

Race: Human (Caucasian)

Appearance:

Background: Sunshine was formerly a dentist, who serviced some of the most wealthy members of NCR society as he was incredibly gifted in his work. However, one day a simple cavity filling procedure became a blood bath as went completely insane with his numatic drill and brutally murdered his patient. Sunshine has since adopted this new persona, constantly painting his face yellow and black to resemble a smiley face.

Mr Sunshine is cruel and manipulative and incredibly erratic as he went from place to place. He seemingly has no goals, no desires and his objectives change all of the time on whim. However, when he's feeling charitable, he may prove useful to any cause that he is willing to put himself towards or he may just slap a 'have a happy day' sticker on your forehead and run off cackling or he might just gouge your eyes out.

Strength: 5 Perception: 7 Endurance: 4 Charisma: 6 Intelligence: 10 Agility: 3 Luck: 5

Skills (3 tagged skill points. Write which three skills you want tagged, click here for the list of available skills.):

Doctor

First aid

Traps

(Optional) Traits (You can have a maximum of 2, click here for the list of available traits.)

Backstory (Entries marked 'TBA' will be used to wipe my ass!):