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Lucas Redheart

"You got to laugh, otherwise you cry"

0 · 217 views · located in The Fallout setting, a famous game series.

a character in “Fallout: Neo York”, originally authored by c.allen2.11, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Lucas Redheart

Age: 26

Race: Human

Physical Description: Lucas has long brown scruffy hair and dark green eyes. He bears a small yet noticeable scar on his left eye, received in a bar fight. He has a skinny, yet somewhat muscular build. He has a pale complexion and a rather deep scar across his left chest muscle from his time in the brotherhood of steel.

Personality: Lucas has a very care free and flirtatious personality. He tends to live by the philosophy of “You’ve got to laugh, otherwise you’ll cry.” This can be a negative though because he tends to make light of serious situations, leading people to think he is not taking important things seriously. He is flirtatious in nature, but never really expects much from it. If a girl does actually make it obvious she like Lucas, he will suddenly go from flirtatious to very shy.

History: Lucas was born to a hooker in Megaton. He never knew his father. He was raised communally by the prostitutes until he was nine. His mother died and the brothel owner forced him out onto the streets. He lived in poverty on the streets of megaton until he was fifteen. He had become a delinquent by this time, stealing and fighting just to survive.

He joined with a merchant caravan to Rivet City, believing he wanted to travel and adventure. It turned out to be a complete disaster when the caravan was attacked by Supermutants. Lucas fled into the heart of the Capital Wasteland until he was rescued by the Brotherhood Of Steel. In awe of these great metal warriors Lucas made it his life mission to become one. Although initially he was refused and when was finally allowed to try out failed several times. But he lived amongst the Brotherhood knights in the citadel for many months and was informally trained by many of the ground troops, and even developed an unofficial job as a messenger boy.

After two years he finally past the tests and became a member of the Brotherhood of Steel. Unlike the other local initiates Lucas performed well and survived far beyond the years of their usual newcomers. Lucas became a well respected and valuable soldier but when he had just turned twenty six he left the Brotherhood Of Steel. This was down to deeply personal reasons, if for some reason you care why, you will just have to ask him yourself. He doesn’t like sharing though.

When he left this led to some negative reactions from his former comrades and Lucas decided to leave the Capital Waste land to prevent any awkward incidents with them. That’s when he joined up with this Ringo to the recently discovered city of Neo York, to start anew.

Equipment:
Weapons:
Plasma Pistol + Energy Cells ( A little souvenir from the Brotherhood Of Steel.)
Chinese Assault Rifle + Ammo
Hunting Knife
Flick Knife
Clothes:
Average Leather Armour.
Sun Glasses.
Trilby Hat
Miscellaneous:
Pack Of Cigarettes
Bedroll
Noodles
400 caps
Telescope
Compass
Nuka-Cola
3 Stimpacks
3 Radways
Bottles Of Water

Password: Pip Boy 3000!!

So begins...

Lucas Redheart's Story

Lucas had only been in the Lucky 38 for half an hour before this “Ringo” made his speech. Neo York, it sounded appealing. An adventure, it had been a long time since Lucas had one of those. He thought the trek south from Capital Wasteland would have been interesting but more than anything...it was tedious. But a new place, a new start. That was exactly what he needed. But could he really make this decision so quickly? He had only been in there half an hour. He was so delved in thought that he didn’t even notice he had lost the game of blackjack. Cursing under his breath he rose from the table. He could at least enquire about this new adventure, hell he needed something new. His caps weren’t going to last forever...especially in New Vegas...Gambling and Lucas just didn’t mix.

With a sense of purpose Lucas approached the bar and asked for a whisky. A few of the strippers flashed their “goods” in his direction, but he ignored it. Without turning to the man he was addressing he gulped down his whisky and signalled the bartender for another.

“So you’re heading to this Neo York, huh?”

The bartender came and poured Lucas another.

“Need any particular skills to join your company Mr Ringo?”

He gulped down his second whisky and signalled for yet another

“What kind of people ya’ lookin’ for?”

#, as written by Brock10
Ringo turned on his chair and grinned at the two newcomers, and he was honestly suprised people had been eager to go so quickly. Were people really this desperate in the Wasteland?

"Righto, you two, I'm givin' you a map to where we will be staying before the journey. We need a good sleep, and all my stuff to get there is there, so, yeah. Man, I need mechanics, soldiers and traders, you look like a soldier, so your hired. You girl, if you got anythin' to offer, head to my place later. Same for you man. However, before you go, I gotta couple of missions. Girl, I want you to go and recruit others to join us. Man, I gotta list of items for you to collect, they are not hard to fine. Come to my place when your done. Have fun you two, and before you go, can i get your names?"

He lent back in his chair, sipping his whiskey and smiling. A hot red head and a hardened soldier. What more could he ask for?

Lucas downed his third whisky before taking the list from Ringo. He hadn’t had orders in a while, something about it made him feel calm and rested. He had a job to do, he had superior, there was something comforting about that, nostalgia from the old days no doubt.

“Names Redheart sir, Lucas Redheart. And I may look like a soldier...”

Lucas hadn’t been called that in some time, he giggled at the thought of looking like a warrior, all the other brothers always told him he always looked to skinny to be intimidating.

“But I’m not too bad with a spanner either, did some mechanic work in my youth. Reckon I can still do the odd job here and there for ya’.”

Lucas tucked the list into a pocket before turning from Ringo to the Red headed girl that arrived after him. He considered making some half assed sarcastic comment to her, but decided against it. His intuition was telling him she was one of those women that didn’t take much crap, and he really didn’t want to find out if he was right. Instead he just smiled at her.

“So you’re a crack shot ay’? I can imagine you being good...with a rifle I mean, but if we were allowed guns in here I’d ask you to prove it. Maybe we can compare shots on the road?”

It was a friendly tone Lucas used, as if he was genuinely trying to be approachable. But he really just wanted to gage her reaction, if she was aggressive Lucas would know to keep an eye on the crazy girl with a rifle. He knew he shouldn’t really care, she seemed genuine, but it was built into him. He had been examining people with weapons since he was sixteen.

Before long others began to approach Ringo, he decided it would be time to leave his superior to his business.

“I’ll to a quick run with your list, I’ll meet ya’ back at yours then...which is where exactly?”

Iris

The bright shiny town scared Iris a little but she had to find something to eat, she found that most everyone was busy and ignored the small ghoul. She knew she was at one time a petite young woman but any resemblance of that was long gone. But that was okay cause she didn't like talking much anyway, she was digging around in an alley behind a tall building that was a little loud and had a big sign that said 38 on it. Iris could read numbers rather well but it was words that confused her. She noticed a man in a hood slip into a door not to far away her, she shrugged and continued digging through the trash.
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Juniper

"My names Juniper Holland" she said then she turned to the man who called himself Lucas when he challenged her to a shooting contest. "Actually Im very good at handling a "rifle". Im just particular about whose rifle I use is all, so if you think you have a chance Mr. Redheart. I'll take you up on that offer fer a bit of a contest, and if I win when we make it to Neo York you'll oh me a stiff shot of whiskey" she said with a wink and a smirk.

Juniper had never been the type to turn down a bit of friendly competition, and it would be nice to have a little more people to talk to other then open wastes. This trip would be a good opportunity for her. A chance to make a new life for herself, and maybe feel like she's accomplished something a little more in life the surviving on this dust ball of a planet.

When Ringo asked her to recruit along side the spunky little girl with the curls, she was slightly offended but not surprised, "Well if I'm gonna catch some attention Im gonna have to rely on other assets then my good shooting skills" she said with a chuckle. She took the map from Ringo, "Come on Curly Sue lets go hook us some travelers" she said motioning for her to follow.

The only thing Atlas could focus on right now was his hangover that would make anyone else's head spin, and the voice booming over on the other side of the casino. How he wished he could order some drinks to calm his nerves, but those hookers stole all of his money, literally. If he ever caught up to those two-timing sluts, he would wring their scrawny necks.

Just as he was considering mugging some random goofball for caps to fund his needs, he tuned into what the announcer was saying, which he liked every word of. The parts he was able to pick out of the noise in the busy and bustling casino was something about Neo York, a smaller and stronger team, expeditions, and a new start. Oh, how he needed a new start. A new start to let go of the previous years of his life.

He simply observed as the merchant (at least he looked like a merchant) step down from the stage and take a seat next to the bar. While he debated with himself to talk to the trader or not, he saw several different people approach him including a tough guy with long brown hair, some ginger dame, a VERY big guy shrouded in a hood, and a ecstatic ditz.

He finally concluded that without caps he would be on the street corner in less than a day, and this would probably be the chance of a lifetime (How many times has he said that before?). He got up from his seat, shoved his way through the crowd, and took a seat near the merchant.

"How much does it pay?"Atlas said cutting strait to the chase.

Lucas gave a playful laugh
“Sounds good Mrs Holland. Look forward to it.”
He nodded at her as she moved away with another girl. He smiled to himself before he turned back to Ringo.
“I like her. I’d put caps on her actually being as good as she says she is.”
With that he decided he had better go and get started with his new “mission.” That made him chuckle, he was on a “mission” again, it felt good to have orders. But he knew this wasn’t going to be like the old days, somehow doing the boss’s shopping didn’t quite compare with incursions into super mutant territory. But at least he had some direction now, something to work for.
With that thought he left the Lucky 38 casino, not before retrieving his weapons of course. Once outside he lit up a cigarette before taking a long drag of the toxic fumes. He stood outside for a while, watched as the men were led inside by the strippers and whores. One came up to him, but he knew looking all mean and distant usually got rid of them pretty easily. After awhile his cigarette burnt down to the filter and he flicked it into the rubbish heap close by.
“Well better get started...this Goodspring’s better have a comfy bed.”

Lucas found his way to Goodsprings easily enough. The road was mostly safe as well, which was a welcome surprise for him. He had acquired everything on the list easily enough, just as Ringo predicted, but the map he had been given proved harder to follow than he thought. Twice he had to stop ask directions from merchants. But an hour later he had arrived, but as he approached the house, it soon became apparent that Lucas was the only one who had returned. He sat outside on the floor and lit up another cigarette.

“Probably busy banging the strippers” Lucas commented to himself.

The town seemed dead, it was late now and most of them would have turned in for bed. But there was some noise which disrupted the cool night air, it came from the local tavern. Goes without saying that place would be busy at night. Lucas flicked his burnt out cigarette into the air,

“Hmmm might as well.”

He stood up from the earth and entered the tavern, who knows when they’ll be back. Might as well have some fun whilst waiting.

Lucas sat quietly at the bar, drinking a reasonably priced beer. He kept an eye on the window, Ringo’s house could quite easily be seen and he hoped he would notice the rest of this new team finally arrived. He carried on sipping his beer but could hear a commotion at the other end of the bar. Some poor old fellow was being hassled by some youths, apparently he was in their spot. Lucas sighed to himself before signalling the bartender.

“Barkeep, those kids, could I get away with it?”

She raised an eyebrow at him.

“Get away with what hunny?”

Lucas took a long a swig of his beer. “You know...putting them in their place.”

At this she leant across the bar. “Hunny, you do that and you got drinks on the house for the rest of the night.”

Lucas smiled and turned to the youths...he counted five in total. Couldn’t have been much older than seventeen, eighteen. He stood from the bar carrying his beer.

“And here I thought waiting was going to be boring...”