Post by Raksho on Oct 16, 2017 1:00:59 GMT
Old family painting of dawson before he left home, circa 2282, colorized.
"Dawson"s voice
"Dawson"
Occupation: Crimson Caravan Guard
Birth Place: NCR controlled boneyard
Height: 6'0ft
Weight: 180 pounds
Age: 26
Hair: Dark brown
Eye Color: Light brown
Skin: Light skin color, slightly tanned
Build: Athletic
Notable Features: None to be noted
Personality
Personality & Traits: A reserved man, when he speaks he means to get his point across.
Legal Status: One count of drunken brawling in one of the hubs many bars, a week-long stay in a jail cell and a fine of 200 caps is what he paid in reperations.
Current Goals: Repair his current equipment back to full strength, upgrade his colt 6520, purchase more +p 10mm loads.
Likes:
Dislikes: Raiders, tribals, ghouls, NCR brutality.
Skills
Skill:
Small guns - skilled: Dawson has had training by the NCR and served one tour in it's military, as well as being a sharecropper and having to fend off the odd raider, he's a good shot, but don't expect him to be perfect.
Repair - Skilled: He spent much of his younger years fixing up old terminals and electronics, being better than his father at repairing most of the equipment on the farm he grew up on.
Computer sciences - Novice: Most of the terminals he fixed up had their memory corrupted to the point of near usability, he is eager to learn more about these magic boxes.
Explosives: Dawson would rather not touch these things.
Equipment
Equipment/Gear -
-x1 Long range radio
-x1 Colt 6520 ten millimeter pistol
-x1 Heavily modified combat helmet for communications, in good repair.
-x1 Backpack
-x1 Pouches of healing powder-x1 Hunting rifle with a large bowie knife acting as a bayonet. Sold.-x1 stashed set of dose of psycho, med-x, and mentats Lost.
-x1 Complete fire gacko skin
-x1 package of big horner jerky
-x1 .357 revolver-x1 Laser rifle Sold.
-x1 Gold wedding ring
-x1 Silver locket, it has a picture of a pretty girl- the name "Cindy" is scribbled onto the picture.-x1 Trench gun Lost.
-x2 Doses of radaway
-x1 bottle of Rad-x
-x1 Geiger counter, needs repairs.
-x1 Chinese type 65
-x3 Spare magazines for type 56
-x100 7n6 rounds
Relations
Special||Close Friend||Friend/Well Received||Acquaintance||Untrusted||Disliked||Hated
Buford Bedkit: The youngest of us, pretty much the best of us with guns, Junior taught him how to shoot after he got back from his trip. Hopefully he can handle what i've asked of him.Dawson Bedkit: Rest in peace brother.
Benjamin Bedkit The middle brother, smarter 'n The rest of us, learned what he could from terminals or computer part's we'd bring back from town we bought fer cheap.
Billy Ray Bedkit Jr. The oldest of us, 'eard he was some kinda big shot when he was in the wastes, made a name fer himself for bien real fast with his guns.
Billy Ray bedit Sr. Mah pa', real gentle fellow cept when he gets mad. He used ta' be some sorta explorer when he was younger, taught us how ta' take care of ourselves in the wastes, pa' never really liked it when benjamin'd mess 'round with his old computers but he knew he'd be learnin so he didn't say much.Clementine Bedkit: Sleep well clem.
Shelby Bedkit Ma', sometimes she'd be a real hardass on us about eatin all our food and cleanin up after ourselves, every time ah call she makes sure to talk to me about it too.
Corpral Mandes: "Trooper from a different company when ah served a tour in the NCR, apparently we was both sent up into colorado, there was some crazy fightin out there. Think ah was part of the company that rescued his when they got captured, so far he seems like a pretty wavy dude.
Ryan Danes: "Nice dude, repaired mah helmet for what ah think wus a good price and reprogrammed a bot that I captured into bein the town guard. Hope he pays me for doin all the leg work for that one." "Ain't seen this duck fer a while now."
Lilliana sheng: "Some gal- think she's married to that ryan dude. She don't really seem to got much shame, told 'er to get off the wall cus ah could see under her skirt- she's the one who got that protectron all fired up and shootin lasers everywhere and then took off. Some of these wasters 'ah swear."
Update: "She turned out to be a nice gal, sells some pretty useful chems 'n the like, bought me some good breads from 'er a couple-a times, she confessed that she had a problem with somethin that deeply bothered me so ah called up Buford to see what's goin on in vegas, hopefully he'll let me know what happens."
Update 2: "Ahm startin ta' see through 'er, she surrounds 'erself with men and then she sucks the life outta of them, ah ain't stickin 'round fer that ta' happen with me. But now she owes me a favor, maybe ah'll just use it on some cold hard cash."
Update 3: " Ah've decided ta' keep 'er at arms length, can't get close to someone 's poisonous as she is, hopefully gus can hold 'er down or somethin."
Update 4: "She's been improvin alot after she blew up on me, she's been eatin well even got off some of tha chems, guess gus' got a good hold of 'er. We've been spendin alotta time together recently, not sure how ah feel 'bout it all but- she's growin on me." "We talk alot now, is this too much? Am ah in the wrong fer doin this? Did gus leave 'cus he was jealous of me 'n lil? Lotta questions ah don't have the answer for, and ah hate bien in the dark."
Update 5: "Well, did that make it weird? Ah hope not."
Darren: "Think ah talked to the fella 'bout joinin up with the towns militia, mights'well right? Ain't no harm in it."
Cletus the doggo: "He's a good boy, don't bite or nothin. Ah feed 'im sometimes an he even lets me pet 'im."
Jimmy Ramano: "Filthy fly mutant, but he's a pretty funny guy, only thing is the bugger ain't got no sense a' humanity. Guess 'es more fly then man."
Andrew Shopkeep: "Shrewd money grubbin man who's got a mean streak, he's the only shopkeeper in town fer general stuff so we can't just kill 'im if he tries to sell ya a chunk of metal armor fer five hundred and sixty caps."
'Gus the ranger': "Purty nice guy, ah didn't know rangers was like that. Hopefully ah can have 'im teach me 'bout livin off the land, maybe get 'im to teach me how to keep the sun off mah back." "Ain't spoken with the fellow too much, we ended up makin a pretty good team when we took got rid of a deathclaw in town."
LT. Jonathan: "He's a good fightin man from what ah can tell, hopefully he ain't like the officers ah served with." "Ain't seen this fellow in a while now."
WIP