IPSEITY: EXPANSION OF OUTER VEGAS - CRIMSON CARAVAN DEMO
Lorenzo Onrubia for Hank Hidalgo
CHARACTER DESCRIPTION:
- Hank Hidalgo is a trader working for the Crimson Caravan in 2281.
- Hank is a trader who is currently off-duty after surviving an ambush from the Fiends. He is currently recovering from the attack, and is the sole survivor. He is considering breaking his contract so he can head back home. However, the only thing holding him back from doing so is the wages he'll only get once his contract is up.
- Hank signed onto the New Vegas branch after hearing so many good things about New Vegas. However, after spending some time in the area, he regrets his decision. He is suffering from PTSD, and isn't of a sound mind. He's definitely not getting support from his bosses.
- He's 25-35 years old.
- North American accent. No other exceptions.
- FULL PROFILE PIC
- LINE AMOUNT - Around 30-60
[Talking to yourself]
(Grumbling)(Upset) I’m telling you… This city… this region… it’s all fucked.
[Person asks for your opinion on New Vegas]
(Cynical tone)(Upset) New Vegas (Chuckles). They tell you about the money, sex, drinks, and all the good times you’ll be having. Funny, I guess they also forgot to mention the chemmed-up raiders who want to put your head on a pike!
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I came here to see what the hubba was about - to get a change of scenery and hopefully make some money. Biggest mistake I ever fucking made. And let me tell ya, I made some shitty decisions.[Person asks what happened to you]
My caravan got waylaid by those animals who call themselves the Fiends.
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The guard that was with me… well, he didn’t make it. I was the only survivor.
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I got knocked out during the whole thing. When I woke up, my partner… (Eyes widen)(Remembers what happened)(Cut yourself off from speaking any further) I... I don’t want to talk about it.
[Person asks how you've been, lately]
I don’t know. After that shitshow, I haven’t been able to sleep well. (Sighs) I haven't been able to do a lot, lately.
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I told Dunwoody how I've been feeling, and he just brushes me off. Says that's just how it is in the wasteland.
[Person asks if you're gonna stick around]
I’m torn, man. I want to head back home, but my contract isn't up yet. If I leave now, I lose out on my wages.
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And I need the money. Badly. I've got debts to pay.
[COMBAT LINES][SHOUTING THROUGHOUT]I'M WALKING OUT OF HERE ALIVE, BITCH!!!
YOU WON'T TAKE ME!!! Y-YOU WON'T!!!
(Got shot)(Groaning) F-Fuck... N-no m-more... please
(Got shot)(Groaning) I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!
(Fleeing) NOT AGAIN!!! NOT AGAIN!!!
(Fleeing) PLEASE, MISTER!!! NO MORE!!! NO MORE!!![DEATH LINES]
(Screams of pain and agony)
damn bra, good stuff.