User blog comment:Lasifer/Lasmoore's Fallout User Tournament! Join Today!/@comment-11048590-20120827005352/@comment-2136224-20120831154323

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Name: Matt

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Race: Human

Melee: Auto saw (from Fallout 3: The Pitt)

Close Range: Acid Water Gun (Tactics)

Mid Range: Calico Liberty 100 (Tactics)

Long Range: Scoped hunting rifle (Fallout 2)

Explosives: Dynamite (New Vegas)

Armor: US Army combat armor (New Vegas)

Companion: Wolf

Backstory: After my tour of duty, I decided to go after my passion: animals. I worked in a zoo for a whole year until the bombs started dropping. I was lucky enough to not only to make it to a vault myself, but was able to save one of the wolf pups on my way out. After only a few years, I had rasied that pup to be a very loyal pet, who I named Hawk because of the mohawk-like bit of fur on his head. But in that time, a milita had formed, saying that mankind's genocide towards nature is what caused the war. They sent people out to die in hopes that they would learn the error of there ways, and the same with people's pets, thinking that all the dogs and cats could live on their own. They even tried to take Hawk away a few times and well, let's just say that a few of the weapons I have belonged to milita members at one point........ Soon, they had even killed off themselves, having sent all the doctors packing and burning all the "anti-nature" medicine they could find (lucky for me, Hawk never let them past my door, so I still had supplies). Soon, I was the only one left, and I knew that we were running out of food and water, not to mention that this was no life for neither wolf nor man. When we got out, the place was empty, filled with the bones of those cought in the blasts and those who the millita sent to die outside. Ever since then, me and Hawk have been wondering the wasteland, just stopping in places that need help: cull some radroaches here, some vet work on someone's pet there (although, thanks to my training as a medic, I know how to fix up people too). It's a nice life: helping people who need it, finding new types of plants and animals. But, it would be nice to settle down one day, maybe start a family, or at least have someone call me by full name. God it's been so long, not even I know my last name anymore.........

Strength: 6

Perception: 9

Endurance: 3

Charisma: 9

Intelligence: 7

Agility: 2

Luck: 4

X-factors: Medicine and Army Training