Rachel_Rocker

History: (You can skip this part)
Rachel was born in the wastes just outside of a small town her parents had been living close to the town. Her father would occasionally travel to town to trade, and her mother constantly stood guard over their little shelter that was nicely hidden underground. This is actually the reason they never moved into the city, the city was obvious and was attacked regularly, but their hideout was secure with the exception of a few mutated creatures that were just wandering around.

She was raised in this hole until she was 14. Her parents decided she was old enough to go out and scavenge for them, so they handed her a 9mm pistol and sent her off. She had been taught how to shoot, make a simple campsite, and survive off what little the wilderness had for days, so she went out for about 5. When she returned she'd managed to get a sniper rifle, a few mines, some berries, a couple of first aid kits, and some dog meat.

This is when her life turned around. When she got home she immediately knew something was wrong. The barrel of her mothers rifle wasn't sticking out of the hole, the box they had outside for storage wasn't there, and there was blood at the entrance. Rachel approached the entrance, and could hear several voices inside talking about their successful raid and how they'd use the kid when it got back. She would have cried upon hearing this, but her training had left her to no tears. She formulated a plan to return the favor. She set her mines down at the entrance, set some fruit near the entrance and walked away with the sniper and three bullets. She loaded the rifle once she was a distance away. She shot at the entrance, barely knicking the fruit and sending it inside. The shot was barely audible to the intruders, but the fruit was plain as day as it fell through. "Oh it's home." one of them had said and climbed out, his hand hitting a mine and blowing his head off. The second was more cautious and used his fallen comrade to set off the other mines, but Rachel expected this. She had the second bullet in her gun by the time he came out and she got a clean shot on his chest, blowing a hole in him.

She then went back and took their clothes, sewing them together and making a bag of sorts. She put all her family heirlooms inside and wrapped the bag around her back. She then took up everything with straps and put them on over her shoulders, then put on the best clothes they had available before heading out with everything.

She wandered for a while, having minimal interaction with anything at all. She killed a few things, almost got killed a few times, didn't lose or gain much of anything but food. One day however, as she slept under a deathclaw carcass, a group of slavers came and caught her. They took all her things and ripped up her clothes before placing a collar on her and declaring her their own.

She was kept as a slave from the age of 15 to 17. The entire time she formulated a plan to get out. She started at 16, behaving perfectly for her 'masters' this awarded her some clothes, then she was given a knife, a larger share of meals, and finally the freedom to walk without a leash that kept her attached to the slavers. At 17 she finally went about her plan. While the slavers were asleep, she cut the keys to her collar from one of them. She used it to turn off the explosive portion of it. Next she took one of their guns that they had stored 'out' of her reach. She slit one of their throats with the knife, then shot the other in the head to get attention from around them so their bodies would 'disappear' She ran away in much the same fashion as with the raiders from before.

Rachel never did manage to get the collar off, but she figured out she could use it to trick people into thinking she's helpless and quickly turning the tables on them...anything to survive right? She's also made ally's who played the part of the slave owners at times, and she loved roleplaying as the slave occasionally.

Stats:
Strength: 5
Perception: 4
Endurance: 5
Charisma: 6
Intelligence: 9
Agility: 7
Luck: 4

Skills:
Barter: 30
Big guns: 15
Energy weapons: 25
Explosives: 55
lockpick: 60
Medicine: 76
Melee weapons: 20
Repair: 50
Science: 88
Small guns: 68
Sneak: 85
Speech:90
Unarmed: 95

Perks:
Swift learner ( Learns at a quicker rate)
Fast runner (Sprints at a fast pace)
Smooth talker (Can talk her way out of things easier.)
Odd scavenger (Finds awkward things in various places)
Little package, big bundle (Increases chance of surprise against something larger than self.)

Items:
Rope
deactivated collar
School clothes
500 caps
1 nuka cola bottle
3 mini-nukes
a lot of smaller less important ammo types, but no guns to shoot them from. (She lost them all to a 'friend' who ditched her)


Vore with Rachel:
Rachel is mostly prey, but if I'm in the right mood I might just pred with her, but it'll be non oral.

What to expect from her:
She's intelligent and knows it. She's loyal to those kind and loyal to her, but will find a way to bring down those who are against her. She is patient, and will put much thought into all she does, and can wait for a long time before putting it into action.

Partners:

Valerie:


Val joined up with Rachel at an old army base camp. Val was the last survivor of a battalion stationed there. She has many weapons to offer protection, but if not for Rachel she'd have starved, so no food was added to the group.

Winter:


Winter met Rachel and Val on the road. She had been alone for a few days and was just getting lonely. She is easy to get along with, and has been known to be very sparing with her cloths...tending more often than not to carry rather than wear them. Anything she brought with her is a mystery, not allowing anyone to see what's in her large backpack she carries (not in the picture.)