Earth Pony Butter Biscuit [FINAL]

[Chonico]

Roleplay Type: Crossover RP – Fallout Equestria.

Name: Butter Biscuit

Sex: Male

Age: Stallion

Species: Earth Pony

Eye Color: Dull Yellow

Coat Color: Orange

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Very light rusted color, short mane and short tail, proper décor for a militaristic setting.

Physique:

Rarely seen out of his seemingly ordinary Steel Rangers Power Armor, a life of military training and survival in the Equestrian Wasteland has made Butter Biscuit the prime example of military physic. Or so he would like to boast… He has a torn ear and is missing a foreleg, but that has neither made him dull or less of a threat in a firefight.

Cutie Mark:

Butter Biscuit’s cutie mark is simply, a butter biscuit with butter on top. He gained this when his parents, both Scribes in the order, shared the old family recipe for butter biscuits in an effort to make the military life they led in the Steel Ranger’s bunker more “homely” as it had been done by their forefathers. To this day nopony has asked, or for that matter, wanted to know, where he gets the “butter” for his biscuits from. The Steel Rangers are not known for keeping Brahmin.

Origin/Residence:

Butter Biscuit is the last surviving member of a long line of Scribes within the Steel Rangers, him being the first to take up the mantle of a Paladin. Their Contingent however, was an offshoot of the Hoofington Contingent stationed in a reclaimed stable a few miles out of Hoofington proper. His Contingent though, family and home, were wiped out by a ruthless enemy that left him for dead.

Occupation:

Butter Biscuit is a Star Paladin within the Steel Rangers tasked with carrying out first recon missions due in part to the technology researched and implemented into his seemingly ordinary Power Armor.

Motivation:

Believed to already be dead, Biscuit was left at his post where he fell to bleed out from his injuries after the surprise attack that wiped out his Contingent. As unconsciousness overtook him, he got a glimpse of the attackers as their shadows flew above him. He recognized them as Enclave Pegasi. Now, having recovered from his injuries, he has set out on a personal vendetta of revenge against the Enclave Pegasi responsible for the murder of his Contingent and theft of the research which his family worked so hard on.

Likes: Fancy Buck Cakes and Sparkle-Cola, perhaps one of the few times he can be seen smiling.

Dislikes: Pegasi in general, but not above dealing with them.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L:

Strength – 8 (+2)

Perception - 5

Endurance – 7(+2)

Charisma - 3

Intelligence - 8

Agility - 4

Luck - 5

Skills:

Firearms – 100%

Stealth - 60%

Explosives - 50%

Lockpicking - 20%

Repair - 100%

Speech - 40%

Barter - 50%

Science - 100%

Medicine - 65%

Unarmed - 40%

Melee - 30%

Perks (Individual):

Intense Training – Not just anypony becomes a Star Paladin. Strength and Endurance +2.

Power Armor Training – Welcome to the Steel Rangers. You can now wear Power Armor.

Lost Power Armor Research – It cost you your family, so use it against your enemies. Unique Power Armor integrated with Stealthbuck technology granting 5 minutes of invisibility and +10% to stealth at the cost of -2 DT.

Stone Wall – Only crazy ponies charge a pony wearing power armor! +5 DT against Melee and Unarmed attacks and cannot be knocked down during combat.

Tough Hide - The brutal experiences of the Equestrian Wasteland have toughened you up. You gain +3 DT for each level of this perk you take.

Egghead – Your Parents were Scribes, so why not you too? +2 skill points each time you gain a new experience level.

Perks (Party):

Hold the Line! – Star Paladins lead by example! +10% damage and +5% DT at the cost of -1 Luck for all group members. Seriously, only with bad luck would you find yourself in a position for this to be useful.

Inventory:

- T-52e Magical Stealth Power Armor and Helmet.

- Battle Saddle fitted with Mini-gun and Grenade Machine-gun.

- Saddlebag (contains ammo, journal, data storage device, and an extra supply of scrap metal and magical healing potions… Plenty of room for anything else.)

Character Summary:

Butter Biscuit was born to a family of Scribes within his Contingent. Raised to be a Scribe like his parents, he chose instead the path of Paladin Hood. He worked his way to the rank of Star Paladin and proved himself many times along the way, much to the dislike of the Senior Scribe in charge of the Contingent. In the eyes of the Senior Scribe, brute force had no place among the ranks of the intellectually inclined and, for the son of a prominent Scribe family to refuse such a gift in exchange for a “Fancy Getup,” was a crime against all intellectual minds.

His Contingent was essentially a research division of the Hoofington Contingent authorized by Elder Crunchy Carrots’ predecessor, and tasked with researching advancements in Power Armor technology that had been found buried in the data banks of the, at the time, recently reclaimed Stable 64. Out of this lifelong research and careful implementations of the blueprints found within the stable, came the creation of the T-52a Magical Stealth Power Armor prototype, codenamed Soft Hoof. Throughout the life of the Contingent, many improvements were made to the T-52a, and many other prototypes followed it. Eventually, the T-52d was in the prototype stage around the time Butter Biscuit reached the rank of Senior Paladin and he was “volunteered” to field test by the Senior Scribe in hopes that it would help procure technology buried in the more heavily guarded and more dangerous parts of the Equestrian Wasteland.

It cost Butter Biscuit part of his left ear as well as many bullet holes, and the entire squad of Paladins under his command. The Senior Scribe awarded him the rank of Star Paladin for his efforts, and to add insult to injury.

Eventually, the T-52e was created and once again Butter Biscuit found himself being the guinea pig for it. The new Soft Hoof suit was more of a compromise between the prolonged ability to stealth and provide protection, instead of a full lack of protection for the sake of prolonged stealth.

He never got to try it out. The day of the test, his Contingent came under a surprise attack and, overwhelmed by magical energy weapons, no survivors were left. Except for Butter Biscuit, who, having a foreleg blown off by a Metal Apple was left to bleed out and all research data pertaining to the Soft Hoof project was stolen.

A provisions caravan from the Hoofington Contingent arrived in time to find him half dead and did the only thing they could do for a corpse… They threw him into an Auto-Doc and hoped it was enough. The Auto-Doc though saw it fit to attach a fully articulate Power Armor foreleg, and he was soon carried back, unconscious, to the Hoofington Contingent’s base of operations for recuperation and questioning.

After months of recuperation and learning to use his new leg, he was tasked with finding the stolen research and he wholeheartedly accepted. With revenge on his mind and a new found seeded hatred for Pegasi, he set out as soon as he was able towards Tenpony Towers, that being the last direction he remembered the Enclave Pegasi heading towards.

Butter Biscuit though, conveniently failed to mention that his ordinary looking power armor was the only working prototype of the stolen data and of his family’s life long research.

Revenge would be his, and his alone.

[brianblackberry]

LOL.. Have fun with your fellow adventurers!

For Great Justice!