Application for Veronica Santangelo, Fallout: New Vegas

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((Veronica is taken from after the Independent ending, companion quest finished on the Causeless Rebel path, and the Dead Money DLC completed. Potential spoilers accordingly. I haven't RPed here in ages, please tell me if I'm botching something))

The woman entering the Sorting Room in what looked like a brown potato sack with a hood on top might be mistaken for a monk – that is, if you didn't take into account the mechanical gauntlet on her right hand that would hurt at high velocity. With a tired sigh, she lowered her rucksack from her shoulder and turned to the application.

A fresh start. From what she'd managed to pick up after arriving in a place that was unexpectedly metropolitan beyond even the preserved grandeur of New Vegas, her travels had shunted her into another version of the Old World. There was a lot of science involved, and at this point she wasn't ruling out magic. Her knowledge of technology might not be as helpful here, but at least the Brotherhood of Steel wouldn't be after her for giving it out.

( 'Tell me about yourself'? My favorite subject! )

“Well, hope you'll take a chance on a naïve young girl from postapocalyptic Nevada with stars in her eyes and a pneumatic gauntlet on her hand."

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____VS_______
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____VS______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____VS______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. _____VS (Ooh, like an irradiated jar from the Old World gone horribly wrong? Check the safety seals, people!)________"