Steam Name: [GDNM-CO]_yo_zap
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:2228673
How long have you been on the server?: About two days now.
Can you use proper spelling and grammar?: If you have seen my roleplay, you know I could.
IC
Character backstory:
Anthony Pegg was born 2244 in a small town hospital in the Hub. His family was just him, his parents and his brother who was 3 years older than Anthony. His brother Nicolai always was a paragon for Anthony but he always seemed to be out of reach for him. They lived on a small farm his father kept running. His father was a drinker but he still managed to be a nice person and keep their living standard. They weren't really rich and the life on the farm was not easy but it wasn't too bad either. Brandon, the father, started to take Nicolai with him when he went hunting when he was 11 years old while Anthony had to help his mother Nathalia. He hated that but when he turned 9 his father took both of the brothers with him. Anthony quickly learned how to use the guns and other important items, how to make animals consumable and recreive other goods. He always loved building his own items, using his father's workbench; with time he became pretty good at it. When Anthony turned 14 he got his own hunting rifle. It was an old one but he loved it and also often modified it himself. One day, when Nicolai was 19 years old, he decided to go on a journey. His parents first weren't so happy with that but they accepted though. Anthony rather stayed with his parents and helped them wherever he could without really having friends or other contacts. There were pretty much no people around but a caravan that showed up once a week. Nicolai often traded his recorded guitar music to them but even now they had enough goods to trade with the caravans.
Someday Anthony just was not satified with his old gun anymore so he saved up some caps and got an old but gold .44 repeater from the caravan. The price was lowered because the scope broke apart but since he has always been good with the workbench he installed a new scope he got from his dad's old rifle. The farm rarely was visited by anyone but one day there were a few guys... no good ones unfortunately. A few bandits showed up and since his mother was ill and his father had a broken foot - hunting accident - the 19-year-old Anthony had to try and defeat the farm all by himself. It was dark and the bandits did not see him but he easily noticed that there were simply too many of them. He silently ran back inside but his parents were asleep. Out of desperation and stress he grabbed his gun, some food, a satchel of caps and his coat and left, trying to escape the bandits. He did not look back and left his parents to their fate but he always hated himself for it. He has been walking for hours. He did not know where he was and he has never been in that part of the wastelands before, he could not even tell the way back home. But after a while he met a small scavenger's camp. It was all dark but the scavenger was still up, playing his guitar in front of the fire place. Tired as Anthony was, he asked for shelter and the scavenger let him sleep in his tent.
In that night he dreamed about his old family, his parents getting mugged, killed or worse by the bandits. He also dreamed about his brother, wanted to search for him but he had no idea where to start.
When Anthony woke up the next day the scavenger was already making some food. They ate and then continued to travel in different directions. He has been walking the whole day, barely resting. He barely met anyone or anything but it still was an entirely new life and atmoshphere to him. In the evening he noticed a few small lights in the distance so he planned to go there the next day. And so he did. After a while of wandering he came to a small town. The people were friendly. One even showed him around town and also told him about the NCR- the New California Repuplic. Anthony has rarely heard of that earlier but he knew enough about them. Apparently it was an NCR town with NCR citizens, NCR flags and all those things. The next few days he was living in a small hotel and learned much more about the NCR. Since he was all alone and had nothing but himself he decided to join the NCR, earning some money, building up a life and so on. He got new NCR equipment but he prefered his own repeater and his boss said it was okay as long as he hits the target. He has been living like this for a few years and never regretted anything but to run away, leaving his parents for dead. He wanted to search for his lost brother Nicolai so 2266 he decided to join the NCR desert-rangers and wanted to reach different outposts. He had to go far from the town so he quit his old friendships and joined a ranger outpost squad. It was a long trip through some dangerous locations.
Once they had to go through an old office building because the road was blocked by debris. It was pretty dark and scary but no really dangers- in the first levels. So Anthony's squad continued walking through the building, Anthony as the last one. Unlucky for him because after they passed a door they heared some shouting from there. The shouting of super mutants. They started to run but bad luck Anthony was hit as the others escaped through the next levels. He was knocked down along the corridor and a mad super mutant with a sledgehammer slowly walked towards him. He quickly realized that he was screwed up but then noticed a large heat pipe to the left. As the mutant approached, Anthony quickly grabbed his 10mm pistol and shot at the pipe a few times. The hot steam coming out of it pushed the super mutant back and blocked off the way for the other mutants but also hit Anthony's face. The steam burned the left side of Anthony's face, it hurted as hell, so did his other wounds. He could not even see too well but slowly managed to get out of the office complex. As he left, he already saw the NCR outpost where his squad was. He quickly walked there and got medical treatment. It took a few days until he was able to work again but his face stayed disfigured and his left ear permamently weakened. However since he finally did get there and managed to keep his equipment, just his 10mm he dropped was missing, the squad leader gave him his colt super .38 for the special action.
Anthony was a good ranger, he was good with all those marches every day and well trained. It was a happy yet hard life for him until one day, a year later, a group of legionares ambushed his squad while training in the morning a few miles away from the outpost. They easily knocked out all of them and brought them to a small legion outpost. As a ranger Anthony knew what they were gonna do to him: either torture him to death or make him fight in the arena. In the pitt the legionares killed his squad, one after one but not Anthony. Anthony had to fight in the arena, first against disrespectful slaves, then even bad legionares but he won the first few fights. Apparently they were bored after that and decided to torture him a little every day. First his feet, they screwed them up pretty bad- Anthony was not even able to walk after that. Since the legionares propably thought he wasn't going to go anywhere anyway they did not bother to tie him up. The next night he slowly and painfully crawled out of the camp, hardly managed to do so but then rolled down the edge and fell into a river. He didn't want to give the legion the honor of killing him. And he would have drowned if there would not have been an NCR ranger squad, they checked and then got him out of the water before taking him to the nearest outpost. The doctor meant well but he could not save Anthony's feet. After a while walking was no problem for him anymore but long marches were impossible for Anthony now. This is how his life as a ranger was destroyed, he was sent back to the NCR town where he first joined the NCR, he got an offer as a guard but he denied.
With the years he was living in the wasteland, always having enough caps, it became too bored for Anthony. He has often seen and heard about mercenaries in the wasteland. It sounded interesting to him so 2272 he was seeking a place in a mercenary company. It wasn't too hard with his skills and found a good place. The mercenary company he joined trained and teached him everything about mercenary bussines. Once he even found a puppy in a cave, near to death. Deciding to save that **** he trained her and lived with her, calling her Samantha. But a few contracts Anthony had to take were dishonoring, just like that one time he had to kill an innocent woman. He was tired of doing bad things for others so he decided to save the woman. Turned out she was a runawaying slave and the slaver responsible for her payed to see her dead. He brought her to his house and has been living with her. He was still taking contracts but only the good ones. With the time Anthony and the saved woman, Marisol, started to love each other and even got engaged after a few months. They became a son named Nicolai, after Anthony's brother, and have been living happily for years; Anthony's job always got them enough caps and it was save in the town. But one day they did a family trip without the Samantha. They were happily picknicking in an actual safe zone but three vicious dogs silently approaches them and attacked Marisol and Nicolai while Anthony was about 60 feet away from them, he ran back and tried to save them but didn't manage to do so. Since there were too many and he did not have his gun with him he lost his left ring finger, killing the dogs. After checking his wife's corpse he looked up and saw the slaver who was after Marisol. Anthony easily recognized Broc van de Mere, he brought him into jail himself. Seems like he is out... However Anthony could not reach him with his wound and had to go back to town, carrying his family's corpses.
That day Anthony changed. He did not leave his home for weeks, using the time to mourn and think. After that he was against most contact to other people, also left the mercenary company. He still did some mercenary contracts but always alone with his dog. That did not change since then, being a 'friend' of him would take much convincing; he prefers to be alone with his dog and only talk to others when neccessary. He burn marked his left arm with two lines of triangles, one for every person he killed during his carriers and two doubled ones for his parents. He drinks once or twice in a while, mostly scotch or whiskey. He usually carries his repeater, the .38 with a seperate silencer, a thin seabag with ammo, a Synth-combat knife, a stud gun and a few frag grenades with a string to quickly build a trap, chloroform/ rags, a geiger counter with a wire, ko drops and two empty syringes for killing without leaving any marks, adrenaline syringes, rat poison, arsen, Alpha 2U, vitamin K plus common salt, handcuffs and some meds and chems.
But even now, 2286, almost 43 years old, one year after Marisol's death, he sometimes hears her voice from the old handheld radio she used to communicate with.
Note: Brandon and Nathalia Pegg. A happily married couple with a three-year-old son, Nicolai. Living in an indipendent town somewhere in the Capital Wasteland. Brandon, working as a farmer and hunter, often walked through the desert, searching for wild animals. Today he was going really far because he has not seen any living creatures in his usual hunting area. He had to go through a small canyon as he finally saw a few molerats. He crouched down, aimed his hunting rifle, focusing the fattest molerat, and shot once, missed. Unfortunately he heard a scream followed by yells though. As he walked past the molerats he saw an NCR squad: Three standing upright, aiming at Brandon as they noticed him; one on the floor, holding his bleeding throat and another one bent down, trying to help the heavily wounded soldier. They decided not to shoot him yet to get him into jail even though it was a hunting accident. The soldier died and his friends were mad. But one of them, just about clear minded enough to let him go, did so behind the others' back.
Still, Brandon had to leave the area as soon as possible and took his pregnant wife and his young son with him. The only way they could go was the way to the Hub, the worst area in the Capital Wasteland, controlled by crime, drugs and prostitution. He moved to a free area and built an own small house, advancing it as the craftsman he was. It did not take too long until his second son, Anthony, was born 2244...
Why do you want to join the NCR?: My character had finally become brace enough to join, ready to become something greater for himself. After living with his family for so long, he decided to join up for action and discipline.
Why should we accept you into the NCR?: I am very willing to join up, and I am trying to learn disclipine myself for the NCR, and join a greater good. And I have S6 training
Do you swear to loyalty to the NCR and its members, on pain of undisclosed severe punishment?: Yes, I do.
Subject: _yo_zaP's NCR Application 
Sun Mar 03, 2013 12:03 am
