kyle skatebord

accepted

pplication Format (Write Responses in different color) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC Section: Name: Kyle Skateboard SteamID: STEAM_0:1:550702813 Discord: kyleskateboard Why do you want to join BOS: kill retarded greeners Division Interests (Paladins, Scribes, or Knights): super paladin Character Background: Character Name: Kyle Skateboard Backstory: He is from an ultra secret crazy organization where he trained and he is strong like Frank Horrigan. Then he became a brotherhood paladin because they were like, "holy shit!!!". Age: 12 Scenario Questions: The Sentinel of the Brotherhood has ordered you to assist him in the killing of a Paladin, he has told you they have broken the Codex and needs you to do it right now. What would you do? beat my dick and kill that hoe as i follow the orders of my top shotta The BOS encounters a ghoul on their patrol that is apart of the NCR, the BOS is currently Neutral with NCR but your Knight SGT feels compelled to take action, what do you do? tell that shotta to not crash out The Elder has come into possession of a nuke and wants to use it for a war, what do you do? let that shotta do what he wants but advise him not to do that becaus etechnology is evil

accepted

accepted

accepted

accepted

Accepted

a wipe wouldn't be a bad thing but after a month or two the server would probably be dead again because there would be no attachment to peoples gear that they have grinded for

Guys i cant wait for my avenger to make me look at the sun

Guys that gun is actually crazy i used it both this wipe and in 1.0 and it was a rape cannon, the reason you dont like it is because you suck

You cant like disregard that you get the gun at rare, also gauss gat is WAYYY more accurate than the other 2

Monkey nut stupid idiot

Stupid monkey nuts stupid idiot

Monkey nuts i already posted the stats

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Where the hell did you freaks get an ICBM?!?" the ranger said, his demeanor rapidly changing from fear to shock and confusion. The large pre-war ICBM stood erected from a barrier on the old Marked Men church, angled towards the Desert Ranger outpost. It was clear some of the parts had been prospected or scavenged out, but it had appeared that the thruster capabilities had been mostly repaired by the bleeding ghouls, and that the rocket would possibly be able to launch. The ranger also would observe that various mini-nuclear timed explosives were strapped to the front of the missile, wires running down the side of the rocket to a small detonator. The ranger, knowing he would not be released to warn anyone about this, began to struggle against his restraints, pulling the crude cuffs taught again and again. He felt the barrel of a large gun press into his back, six of them in fact. "Not your brightest idea, cowboy." Said the Marked Man Seattle. "Bide your time. You will be out of this place soon enough. High up in the sky where the Allfather himself may judge you and your sins. The Bear has made many mistakes, sending us to that cursed place, forcing young men to die for patches of wasted desert. See this as your chance to reconcile those mistakes. To die for what you believe in. To join the long line of "martyrs" that you only appreciated once they died for your ambitions. Not that anyone is keeping track of that list anymore, too many have died for your president to list them." "At least we have the balls to fight for something." the ranger would reply. An accompanying Marked Man would go to hit him for speaking out of turn, but Seattle would hold up his fist to refrain him. The ranger would continue, "All you "Marked Men" do is sit in your damn ruined city and kill anyone who comes to fix things or bring about real change. You claim to fight for the people we send to die, as a rebellion against hat we do, in a hope we will stop, but if you are the one killing these young men, are you really any better?" "No." Seattle would say, "We aren't. But the inevitable reality is that the Bear and the Bull will not stop fighting and doing what they are doing until they are dead and gone. And sadly the only way to kill monsters like the Bear and the Bull is to release horrifying, gruesome monsters of your own. Do you remember Helios One? How many we lost? That was when I was with the Bear. And for what did all those people die? Sure, we got some power armor from the battle and maybe whatever was in there before the Brotherhood took it back over, but what did the Bear truly benefit from those men dying? Think about that when the Allfather asks you what you did with your free will." Having felt that the conversation had reached it's end, Seattle and his comrades strapped the ranger to the rocket and began the starting sequence. There was audible beeping of the explosives at the front of the rocket, and the next thing that could be heard was the starting sequence of the thrusters. Seattle and his men backed off, but not before Seattle ripped off one of the man's fingers, a trinket to add to his collection to remind him of his work thus far. The rocket began to lift off, and soon flew out of sight, the only assurance it had landed being the faint sound of explosions in the distance. And just like that, under a different banner, the Bear and the Bull had sent another man to die. https://medal.tv/games/garrys-mod/clips/i2QYtfqey7NcSIOte/d1337qEzJEvz?invite=cr-MSxnbngsMTQyNDU1MTc3LA