Robco v.85
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Log Entry Public #22122
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General Info
Code Name: Eve
Name: Evelyn
Age: 52
Gender: Fem Enby
Pronouns: She/They
Sexuality: Bisexual???
Ethnicity: Hispanic
Alignment: Lawful EvilPersonal
Personality:
Eve values their faction above all else. They try to hold back their emotions to maintain a put together look. They often act cold, assuming that is a representation of strength. They wish to keep an image of strength up. Despite this they often threaten the image they try so dearly to maintain with their aggressive mood swings. While Eve tries to maintain a cold unfeeling image they are easily thrown off balance, prone to tantrums and fits of rage. Eve is in fact undyingly loyal to enclave ideals, specifically that of the former president, making her anti-mutant and for the upholding of old world America. They are not by any means a good person, but that doesn't stop them from being egocentric and never letting anyone question them. If you're not with Eve and their interpretation of the Enclave, then you are simply against the Enclave as a whole in her eyes.
Strengths:
1] Eve has endured intensive training with the Enclave.
2] They are tactical, due to having some disadvantages they focus heavily on planning their actions.
3] Eve holds the Enclave high, and due to this is not afraid to do anything to keep themselves and their faction safe. They will always put the Enclave and their rules before their own moral code.
Weaknesses:
1] Eve has very little fine motor skills and hand eye coordination (they cannot aim and can barely pull a trigger).
2] Eve is overconfident, believing they could easily defeat anyone so long as they have the Enclave by their side. They're overwhelmingly bigheaded, and it will absolutely be a fatal flaw.
3] Eve tends to have mood swings, especially if they feel threatened or that they will lose their "family". This causes them to completely lose control of their emotions threatening their image.
Mental illnesses: developmental coordination disorder, bpd
Physical illnesses: arthritis
Marital Status: Single (looking to mingle... via battle.)Appearance
Hair color/length: Eve's hair is a tidy shoulder length look, that is mostly whitened from age with some faded pink dye.
Eye color(s): deep brown
Height: 6'1
Weight: 190lbs
Build: Eve is relatively muscular, especially fot her age.
Skintone: sorta a Sepia tone
Markings: Eve has an Enclave branding on her hip.
Notable features: Due to age Eve has wrinkled and leathery skin.
Typical clothing: Tesla power armor, Eve hides their appearance under this armor on purpose in order to maintain a scary and mysterious image. The hands of this armor are metal, unlike the typical gloves, and Eve's sword is welded to the hands to negate her struggles with coordination and holding things.Functional Info/Inventory
Occupation(or Rank): Major
Faction: Enclave
(29 points available, No number can be above 10)
S: 8/10
P: 2/10
E: 2/10
C: 6/10
I: 7/10
A: 1/10
L: 3/10
Weapon of Choice: Laser Sword
Equipment: Laser Sword, Tesla Power Armor
Npc squad: They have one, weak, follower (Bishop) who assists them with menial tasks they cannot do with their disabilities in return for being allowed to stay in the faction despite his lack of use. He is basically her secretary/personal assistant.Backstory
In their childhood Eve was treated with little care, not out of disdain, but due to a soldier like mindset their parents held. They were a fighter from birth, trained to take the Enclave more seriously than their own life. They fell into this role perfectly, showing from the young age of 16 that they would die for their people. Of course back then they were not capable of actually inflicting significant damage, especially being unable to shoot properly. However they were still willing, if any member turned to them and said to take a bullet for Enclave's sake they would have. As they grew and watched the faction they had been built to protect fall apart they became angry. Knowledge of them losing the oil rig, despite her memory of the event being hazy, changed them for the worse. They were far more irrational, hanging onto the dream of their faction. They stuck with it though watching the faction build up. By the time Eve started reaching their late teens and early 20s they found themselves to be on a path to become a perfectly loyal soldier.
At age 42 Eve found themselves in DC. All their years of training brought them power physically. However they were still just a simple soldier. Their loyalty to the Enclave prevented them from ever trying to take power. As long as someone preached the Enclave's tune they had no qualms. That was until no one did preach those tunes. The enclave fell flat after Raven Rock. They practically lost it. The people they loved. The faction they had to protect. A few more battles with the Brotherhood and they were all dried up. It was gone... but not for long. They plotted. Spent all their time gathering any remainder of the Enclave that hadn't already left. They were done laying back and letting their people fall. They took charge, or tried. They attempted to lead people until they found their way into a group. With said group eventually they were all ready to attempt to fuck the brotherhood up. When they arrived at the Atlantic Oil Rig she decided to try to keep the ranks in order there. Easily finding herself in her rank. She is confident in her people. And while she is aging at 52 years old, and losing abilities slowly, she's confident in herself too. They have no doubt that they will take the brotherhood down, and despite their age they believe their story has barely begun. Their confidence and determination is likely unjust, but that doesn't stop them from pushing forward.Image References

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The Enclave has taken many losses as of date. From the oil rig, to Raven Rock. I've been through this all. I've lived and breathed the Enclave. This has been my life, you understand? Who am I kidding... of course you don't rookie. Not that it matters, hm? Just so long as you keep typing, you'll do fine here. I'm sure you'll find that out soon enough. Anyway... our stories been rough. After Raven Rock we were barely even a remanent of the good old days. Eden... fucking Dick. These people... or whatever they were. They built us up. Some fuck always wore us down. Some anti-American mutie freak. We're creating dreams here. The old world. How things should be, how things will be. If all it took to break us was some mutie lovers and tech whores, who could call us American? We're so much more than this. I'm so much more than that. I won't watch my home, my family, be torn from me again. No more. This will end this time around. This ends with Eve's boot on the throat of some technologically stunted bitch who's scared of a tool. I hear these scientists have machines that build people... they're freaks, but better to use that to our advantage then leave it to theirs... We survived worse... not that someone your age would understand. Our history isn't pretty. Thats something to be proud of. Like a phoenix we've been reborn time and time again. We won't fail this time. Atlantic oil rig huh... It'll be like old times. Maybe these youngins will get some fucking sense of their history. We don't put you kids through enough now. Living in hiding is too damn easy. This is over, no more hiding. A week or so, then it's over. We move towards the rig. The Brotherhood hasn't got a damn thing on us. They're scared of some cyborgs with guns. While we've been building strength, they've become far more pathetic. They have numbers, hell even equipment, but they don't have the guts. They never have, they know we're right. These mutie freaks need to die. They agree with us. They're just scared to stir things up. They fear the public. It's weakness, the public fears us. The Enclave is just a scary story of the past. Now we're going to haunt the future. Those Brotherhood fucks better be prepared. I guess you kids aren't completely useless... maybe I won't have to put my weapon through you yet. Maybe, anyway.Transcript......
Eve is having their personal assistant write out their entries. They aren't the most reliable narrator, big headed and stuck on a past that they were nothing but a child or measly soldier during. Their assistant is loyal from fear of her wrath and will write everything Eve says. Due to this a transcript section will be placed at the bottom of these entries explaining the lore implications. What Eve explains here is that her and the Enclave remnants who survived Raven Rock (and did not go towards vegas) have been hiding out, trying to build up strength. The Enclave is vengeful, wishing to run off to fight the Brotherhood once more. While they have been biding their time for the past 10 years, they are done hiding. They were in the process of exiting hiding and heading towards the Atlantic Oil Rig during the time of this entry. They now are on the rig and it will be their new base, at least for now. She has big plans of conquering the brotherhood and expanding. Aswell as holding up Edens dream of exterminating any mutants she sees along the way. The Enclave is aiming to be a large threat to the commonwealth.