Ballsy Felix

" Frank?"

Frank jumps, surprised at being addressed, and turns around.

“…Oh. F..Felix, r-right? You gave me that… bible. H-how’re you, uh, doing?”

He sighed his smile fading,“ I tried to find my way to Vault 18… I only managed to get myself lost. Ended up heading west on accident.”

Frank shuddered slightly upon hearing Felix’s tale of getting lost, his demeanor taking a sharp sobering turn. It took several moments for him to get himself together enough to respond. “Rrrr. T-that… sounds awful. You- you gotta have a Pip-boy if yer goin’ a long way like that. Gittin’ lost is… it’s awful easy to die that way, is all I’ll say. Yer lucky to have made it back alive.”

Another long pause.

“W-why were you… goin’ out there to that Vault anyway? Don’t think I heard a’ that one b’fore.”

#ballsyfelix #ask-fallout-frank #vaultie bros #rp

He lowered his head a bit in shame," It is the Vault I was born in..." He forced himself to look Frank in the eyes," ... They're a bunch of people trapped there, I wanted to go save them."

Where the Hell am I!

“Hell, of course, son.” Sam replied with a wolfish grin. “Where else?”

He looks down at the dirt,” I was feeling down and I must have gotten pretty drunk because I don’t remember leaving Vegas.”

“Well, you left Vegas alright.” she said, putting her hands on her hips. That much was actually kinda true; by the time she had found this guy passed out drunk, he was some ways out of Freeside. “Welcome to Hell, friend.”

He stays down and looks at his hand and clenches it as he stands up,“ I challenge you for a second chance at life!” He glares into the eye of the devil,“ You may be the morning star, but I can’t just give up!”

A big bright smile comes to Sam’s face, and she clapped her large hands enthusiastically. “Great! Love that go-getter attitude!! Just love it!” She waggled her tail happily, excited about how into this scenario the stranger she had hauled home was.

“So what’ll it be, friend?” she asked, slapping Felix on the shoulder. “You play the fiddle?”

He grits his teeth,“ You saw unfit to return my arm upon death, however even without it I had no skill in the arts.” He remains determined,“ Your fall from grace may have changed your appearance Fallen One, you however remain a celestial being I wager Despite my current state I can handle any challenge you set forth.”

“Aw, damn! I love the fiddle…” Sam whined, retracting her hand back to her hip and hmm’ing in thought. “Though I guess it would be a bit one sided. Or ONE ARMED in your case, HEH. Lemme think, what else can I get you to do…”

Here she was at a crossroads, with very two tempting options. She could siphon some menial busywork off on him and be a practical wannabe demon, or she could do something much more fun: send him on a stupidly impossible quest for shits and giggles! It was a very, very tempting prospect, and Sam wasn’t one to turn down temptation.

“Alright, ya li’l lost lamb, I gotcha a thing to do,” she said, wagging her finger at him. “How ‘bout a good ol’ fashioned goat sacrifice?” She suggested this knowing fully well that the closest thing to a live goat that she had ever seen in her life was a bighorner. And well, if somehow, some way he managed to bring back a live one… well, she was always welcomed the taste of an endangered animal.

#ballsyfelix #goat hunt #sam is a devil #friendlynextdoorraiders #sam rp

" A goat? You want me to bring you a goat?" He looked around," Where am I supposed to find a goat in Hell?" He raised an eyebrow suspiciously before shrugging it off. This was the Devil if it wanted Goats in hell then so be it.

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10 Favorite outfit: Cozy green jacket, black work pants, combat boots, and a basic tee.... And his lucky hat.11 Animal can relate to: Dog, a loyal friend but not without bite.

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I want to find more people to follow but a lot of characters right now are pretty heavily entrenched in the Legion, and through a combination of being women, mutants, and/or drug dealers the kinds of interactions my characters can have with most Legion characters are limited.

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He spits up blood," I won't tell you anything!"

“That’s a pity, because I’ve been instructed to kill you if you’re not useful.” Gaius wiped his hands on a rag, pacing back and forth in front of the man. “Now tell us. Do you know anything about the Brotherhood of Steel? Do you know anything about the Gun Runners? And do you know anything about the Followers of the Apocalypse?”

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He smiled," Might as well Kill me then save us both the hassle of clean up."

#ballsyfelix #rp #au?

Pirate AU

1. He is a horrible Pirate, he hates hurting people, and doesn't like targeting merchant ships.2. He is however loyal and will do what he told by his Captain.3. He is highly superstitious.4. His body is covered in tattoos and scars.5. Folks call him Felix the Filch.

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send me a number 1-60 and i’ll answer the questions with one of my OCs 1: What’s your OCs favorite color? 2: Where does your OC work? 3: What’s your OCs favorite food? 4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic? 5: How old is your OC? 6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers? 7: Is your OC in a relationship? 8: What are some of your OCs strengths? 9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses? 10: What is your OCs favorite outfit? 11: What animal does your OC relate to? 12: Is your OC sexually active? 13: What is your OCs earliest memory? 14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind? 15: What makes your OC angry? 16: When is your OCs favorite time of year? 17: How long can your OC hold their breath? 18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear? 19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots? 20: What’s your OCs favorite kind of pizza? 21: Who is your OCs best friend? 22: Has your OC ever killed someone? 23: Whats your OCs biggest secret? 24: What does your OC smell like? 25: What time of year does your OC prefer? 26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk) 27: What languages does your OC speak? 28: Does your OC like anime? 29: Can your OC swim? 30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there? 31: Does your OC believe in fairies? 32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in? 33: Are your OCs parents dead? 34: Is your OC religious? 35: How flexible is your OC? 36: What turns your OC on? 37: What was your OCs first word? 38: Does your OC have any pets? 39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy? 40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done? 41: What is your OCs motto about life? 42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea? 43: Who is your OCs biggest hero? 44: What color eyes does your OC have? 45: Does your OC like reading? 46: Is your OC loyal? 47: Does your OC tolerate violence? 48: What social class is your OC from? 49: What country was your OC born in? 50: Does your OC cry easily? 51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music? 52: How does your OC feel about insects? 53: What is your OCs sexual orientation? 54: Does your OC smoke? 55: What gender is your OC? 56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear? 57: Would you call your OC adventurous? 58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted? 59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC? 60: Does your OC enjoy nature?

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Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

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Reblog if you'll PUBLICLY answer anything in your ask right now.

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Jimmy is 5ft

Primrose is 4′6.

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Felix is 5'11''

Where the Hell am I!

“Hell, of course, son.” Sam replied with a wolfish grin. “Where else?”

He looks down at the dirt,” I was feeling down and I must have gotten pretty drunk because I don’t remember leaving Vegas.”

“Well, you left Vegas alright.” she said, putting her hands on her hips. That much was actually kinda true; by the time she had found this guy passed out drunk, he was some ways out of Freeside. “Welcome to Hell, friend.”

He stays down and looks at his hand and clenches it as he stands up,“ I challenge you for a second chance at life!” He glares into the eye of the devil,“ You may be the morning star, but I can’t just give up!”

A big bright smile comes to Sam’s face, and she clapped her large hands enthusiastically. “Great! Love that go-getter attitude!! Just love it!” She waggled her tail happily, excited about how into this scenario the stranger she had hauled home was.

“So what’ll it be, friend?” she asked, slapping Felix on the shoulder. “You play the fiddle?”

#ballsyfelix #felix has a luck of 1 #he is in over his head #welcome to hell #friendlynextdoorraiders #rp

He grits his teeth," You saw unfit to return my arm upon death, however even without it I had no skill in the arts." He remains determined," Your fall from grace may have changed your appearance Fallen One, you however remain a celestial being I wager Despite my current state I can handle any challenge you set forth."

" Frank?"

Frank jumps, surprised at being addressed, and turns around.

“…Oh. F..Felix, r-right? You gave me that… bible. H-how’re you, uh, doing?”

“ I’m alright… If I’ve run into you does that mean I’m back in the Mojave?” He asked with a smile hoping he was finally home.

“Uh… ‘back’ in the Mojave? Yeah, you’re, uh, yer here.” Frank scratched his head awkwardly. Words didn’t seem to be coming to him that easily today, but this was the first time he’d seen Felix in a long while and he wanted to be polite. “You say you were… yer talkin’ like you were gone. Were you? A-an’, uh, where’d you go?”

#ballsyfelix #ask-fallout-frank #rp

He sighed his smile fading," I tried to find my way to Vault 18... I only managed to get myself lost. Ended up heading west on accident."

Where the Hell am I!

“Hell, of course, son.” Sam replied with a wolfish grin. “Where else?”

Felix looks at The Devil and sits up startled,” I died? How?!?” He asked as his skin paled,” Why am I in Hell?”

Giving a hollow chuckle, Sam scratched her chin, her teeth still bared in a threatening smile. So this guy was into this heaven and hell stuff. Good. This gave her more to work with.

“Like you don’t know.” she says in feigned disbelief. “Lyin’s a sin, remember, so ya might wanna refrain from doin’ that.”

He looks down at the dirt,” I was feeling down and I must have gotten pretty drunk because I don’t remember leaving Vegas.”

“Well, you left Vegas alright.” she said, putting her hands on her hips. That much was actually kinda true; by the time she had found this guy passed out drunk, he was some ways out of Freeside. “Welcome to Hell, friend.”