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Cani-bal — {FNYC} Aibek Fell

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Description DIES THIS BIO TOOK ME SO LO N G


Name:
 Aibek Fell 
Age: 27 
Birthday: August 26th 23xx
Gender: Cis Male 
Species: Human
Race/Ethnicity/Nationality: Australian/Caucasian
Voice: SOON
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 179 lbs
Job: Mechanic 

Personality:
+Empathetic 
   >He finds it easy to understand the emotions of others. 
+Cooperative
    >He'll work with others if he needs to and won't argue too much. 
+Adaptable 
    >Moving around and having to stay in multiple locations made him quick to grow accustomed to new things. 
+Independent
    >He doesn't rely on others for assistance and prefers to do tasks alone.
+Dedicated
    >Aibek doesn't flake out on doing a task or job, he does it with all his effort and works on it till the end. 
+Forgiving
    >Life's too short to hold grudges. He is very quick to forgive if you've earned it. 

-Mannerless 
    >Growing up on the road, he didn't have much need for table manners 
-Deceptive 
    >Fake it till you make it 
-Nervous/Cautious
    >Raiders and negative stories of synths has made Aibek more cautious around others and he comes off as nervous.
-No self preservatoin 
    >Despite being cautious he doesn't know his own limits and will push them to the very edge. He doesn't know when to stop, and will drive himself to exhaustion or getting hurt. 
-Desensitized 
    >After seeing multiple greusome murders and bloody scenes he's not phased by the violence. 
-Dettached 
    >Losing so many important people in his life has made it harder for him to attatch to others or allow himself to grow close to them, he feels they will be taken away. He has a Pessimistic view on life. He comes off as a cold person, his facial expression is always rested in an angry way, and he speaks very bluntly, seems uncaring.

Likes:
+PUPPIES

+Exploring
+Hunting 
+Camping out 
+Beer 

Dislikes:
-Feral Ghouls
-Synths 
-Swimming
-Open areas

History:
[Pre Group] TW: Death, brief suicide mention
    Aibek wasn't originally born into the settlements, his parents were two wandering merchants and they never stayed in one place for very long. Even after his mother gave birth to him they were on the move. His parents seemed to know at least one person in each town, Aibek was dropped off to these houses for a week or two each time they moved towns so his parents could deal with business. 

When he was older, around 7, His parents had decided then that they would like to settle down in this quiet village, it seemed almost completely untouched and went unnoticed for the most part. They would have certainly overlooked it. Aibek stayed with an older man on a ranch for many weeks while his parents went out searching for business. He was left with his father and mother's pistols, revolvers, and his dad's hat. The boy hadn't known how to use any of these, so when he turned up to the old man's house [Abner], the man offered to teach him. 

Over the years, his parents and Abner's family grew closer. They stayed with the man and helped him take care of his farm and all the animals he kept on it. Abner and Aibek would go hunting, on occasion one of his parents would join, but it was normally just the two alone. Aibek thought of Abner as more of a parent than both of his own, he watched him grow into a young man and helped shape him into who he was at the time. His parents provided for him but did not act as loving as the man had. 
Aibek had learned to keep his temper in balance, to enjoy the little things in life, live for the moment because who knows how long it would be that it'll last,  

One of the fondest memories Aibek had of Abner's ranch was when the man's pregnant dog finally gave birth to her puppies. He watched all of them grow and loved to play with them. The dam and sire of the pups held a place close in his heart, but the puppies stole it. The puppies jumped at him and followed him around the village, tugging at his boots and pants till he would finally give them the attention they wanted. 

Unfortunately, all good things come to an end. 
Abner had a feeling that a band of raiders would be coming from the little bits of static he could pick up from his old busted radio. He set the family off early in the morning with all the supplies he could give them on their cart. Aibek grabbed the dogs, waiting for Abner to join. 
The old man shook his head when Aibek had extended his arm to him...
"No" 
And with that, they peeled away. Aibek watched Abner's form get smaller and smaller as they left the town. He felt the tears welling up in his eyes, at the age of 12 he shouldn't be losing anyone! This was too soon! Too quick! 

The once undisturbed and seemingly undiscovered town was set aflame by raiders, taking all they could grab and running with it. 
While they rode on, Aibek looked over his shoulder many times, Wishing to only return to his home... 

After days of camping miles from town, Aibek set off in the middle of the night to go see the town... He found it empty, windows smashed and bits of building charred, some burned down to the ground. He went to Abner's ranch, finding it charred, broken into and wrecked. The boy hoped and prayed...Abner, be alive...Abner, be alive...
The boy saw him slumped in his chair, face pale and lifeless. His hands shook as he looked at him, the once smiling and happy old man had the life stripped from him in an instant. The bullet wound on his chest was now a dull red-brown with dried blood. In Abner's hands was his old rifle, still clutched close to him. Aibek reached out to the gun, taking it and holding it close. This was all that was left in the house, the raiders left no stone unturned and took all the valuables they could. Going outside overwhelmed his nose with charred and rotting flesh, the barn animals had all been killed or taken too. With nothing left for him in the town but old memories, Aibek made his way back to where his mother and father had been. 
He arrived early in the morning, his parents looked frightened, they had been so worried about him... It hit him, his parents are all he has now... No Abner, no cows, no pigs... Just his parents and the dogs. 

The family continued their traveling merchant business, they never left each other's sides and never stayed in one place for too long. 

One day when they were traveling, a band of raiders attacked their wagon, too many to count, too many to fight off. His parents screamed at him to leave, to go find safety at a nearby settlement... His mother promised him she'd return back to him, just before taking a bullet to the head. Aibek felt sick. The now old female dog had been kicked aside, unmoving on the ground, the male dog was shot in the abdomen. The puppies were scrambling over themselves and not moving quite fast enough. Aibek grabbed his bag and Abner's rifle before taking off, running as fast as he could even when his chest began to sting with pain. He heard footsteps fast approaching, which made him push himself even further. They had been running for a while now... The cart was out of sight. The man was faster and grabbed him by the arm. He dug a knife into his arm to get him to stop squirming, making him scream. 

The screams attracted nearby people to him, the guards to a settlement. He was saved! The raider was killed by the guards swiftly. The boy had lost consciousness long before the guard was dead. He was taken into the settlement and rushed to the medics. 
They wrapped and cleaned the wound as best as they could, but the following days the infection set in and it grew gangrenous. 

The boy didn't have much of a choice as he was administered anesthesia. He slipped into unconsciousness and when he woke up once more, his left arm was gone. It's gone- It's gone.
...
He felt angry. 
He didn't understand at the time why they did it.
Aibek felt alien in this new settlement, he knew no one. His parents were gone. He lost everything he held dear to him. Everything. He would never see his family again, never hear his mother's wonderful stories or his father's accounts of battles... 
He grew cold to those who tried to reach out to him. They wouldn't understand, they wouldn't! He didn't want anything to do with this dumb junkyard, he didn't want to be here! He wants to be with his parents... with Abner... with the dogs... He wanted to die. At such a young age, he didn't think the world would hold any good for him anymore. The boy tried to. Standing at the edge of a radiation full, fast moving river. 

[bullets, im tired]
-Mechanic comes to him, convinces him there is more to life just.. try to move past it.
-The mechanic takes Aibek under his wing, teaching him how to do the job
-The mechanic helps Aibek begin to recreate his arm, a metal one. The first model was a rusty, simple stick fingers arm. It took years to perfect, and he still tweaks it now but he greatly appreciates the help the mechanic gave him.

-They investigated a robotic synth's arm to figure out how to make it more lifelike, and once it was completed he no longer worried about his arm...

-Aibek, after hearing all the stories of synths killing and replacing humans in the civilizatio for many years, grows paranoid and nervous in the settlement. Aibek knew nobody, anyone could be a synth. The people that killed his parents could've been synths, the people that killed Abner could've been synths-
-What he was thinking was not reasonable whatsoever, in the back of his mind he knows those were people... But this all feeds into his nervousness and paranoia of being replaced or those he loves being replaced. 
-He began gloving and covering his arm out of fear of being compared to a synth, or worse being called one. 
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Present day: 
He is still nervous about synths, he keeps Abner's old rifle and tries to maintain it. 

[RP History]
TBA

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Weapon: 
-Hunting Rifle | 37 Damage 
-Combat knife | 9 Damage

S.P.E.C.I.A.L 
Strength- 5
Perception- 5
Endurance- 5 
Charisma- 4
Intelligence- 3
Agility- 4 
Luck- 2

Faction/Settlement: Hess Junkyard

Faction Benefits/Setbacks:

Location Benefits:
-Plentiful scrap/materials
-Free thinking, Free-living
-Low Crime Rate

Location Neutral:
-Lack of strict politics
-No Brotherhood activity

Location Setbacks:
Always smells of oil
Could easily catch fire/explode

Character Benefits:
Adds +15 to Repair Skill
Adds +15 to Melee Skill
Jury Rigging Perk by default

Character Setbacks:
Likely to contract serious diseases
Likely to be a victim of robbery

Species Benefits/Setbacks:

Benefits:
Generally Privileged

Neutral:
Can reproduce

Setbacks:
- Weak to radiation (unless properly armored) [+10 Rad Resistance Perk]
- Weak to ballistic (unless properly armored)
- Weak to melee (unless properly armored)
- Weak to energy (unless properly armored)

Perks:
    [Hess Junkyard Perk] Jury Rigging
        
>With this perk, one can repair items based on the category instead of type. 
    Rad Resistant: 
        >Exposure to the Wasteland has made you more resilient, instantly granting +10 Radiation Resistance.

    Animal Friend:
       
> Some animals will not attack the player character, unless the animal is attacked first

    Master Thief 
        
>You gain +15 to stealing and lockpicking. Steal from the rich, and give to you.

    Rifleman
       >
 Attacks with non-automatic rifles do 20% more damage.

Skill Set:

Big Guns: 45
Small Guns: 30  
Energy Weapons: 15
Throwing: 45+15 [special] (60)
Traps: 47+15 [special] (62)
Explosives: 15
Melee Weapons: 30+15 [Hess] (45)
Unarmed: 25
Medicine: 10
Lockpick: 20+15 [Perk] (35)
Repair: 30+15 [Hess] (45)
Science: 8
Sneak: 20+15[Special] (35) 
Steal:  20+15 [Perk] (35) 
Survival: 49+15 [special] (64)
Barter: 17  
Gambling: 8
Speech: 18

Carry Weight:

125

Health Points:

125

Action Points:

100

Resistances:
?
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Extra:
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Really doesn't like to be around in the settlement, would rather explore around, but he feels he owes them something for being taken in and raised. 

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Comments: 4

KingHelios33 [2018-10-02 12:21:29 +0000 UTC]

Oooo, I love his design! His history is very well fleshed out and his app art is awesome!

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Theloser27 [2018-10-02 02:41:18 +0000 UTC]

kinda looks like a older version of Vinny

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Cani-bal In reply to Theloser27 [2018-10-02 03:24:33 +0000 UTC]

hi this has been troubling me for the past hour who is vinny

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Theloser27 In reply to Cani-bal [2018-10-02 18:09:45 +0000 UTC]

Vinesauce

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