I like the look of this, but because i'm coming in slightly late, i'll have to try and work my way into the story somehow. My character is somewhat linked to an old RPG I used to play on this website, I think White Knight knows what i'm talking about.
Name: Tom Searl
Age : 22
Build: Averagely built, not physically strong, but he is very athletic and can run for several miles without stopping.
Bloodtype: A+
Occupation: Wanderer
Bio: Born in England in the lord's year of 2251, he lived in his small ramshackle village until a raiding party came into the towns and slaughtered many of the people at the village, also killing his parents. After several years of trekking round the north country, he found a boat docked in the pre-war city of Liverpool. At the age of 14, Tom finally landed in the Capital Wasteland, and was helped back onto his feet by the good people of Rivet City. After joining the mercenary group of Talon Company, Tom was sorted. But one day (2271), his whole base was destroyed by a Brotherhood patrol, commandered by a mysterious man and his dog, only Tom was spared. After a year of searching for this mysterious man, Tom nearly give up, until he found a man that could help him, David White, an ex-Enclave Officer travelled with Tom for a while, until they went their own ways when David left the Capital Wasteland. After Tom's wild goose chase, he ended up in The Pitt, turned out that this mysterious man that he had been searching for had went further than he thought, Tom gave up. He started heading west, past the great plains of the midwest, and the violent storms of the prairies, after a year of travelling Tom ended up in the Mojave...
Inventory:-
Weapon/s: Disrepaired Hunting Rifle (Tom calls it Gregory), Rusty Bread Carver, a single Firecracker
Armour/Clothing: A heavily ramshackled Combat Armour set with noticeable signs of personalisation, under this armour he wears torn rags and shirts that are all tied together.
Other: 23 .308 Rounds, a crunched up photo of the man he was chasing, a scrap of a Enclave officer outfit, a spork