User:Craigsmyname

"I'm not sure two graves is gonna be enough for all of you sons-of-bitches."

- Craig to the raiders following Saint

Craig is one of the longest lived survivalists of the wastes. Few who are hostile to him survive.

Early Life
Not much is known about Craig's early life. It is known he was born in 2236 and that he was taught the ways of the waste by a mysterious figure after his parents were killed under unknown circumstances. His original birthplace, the Capital Wasteland, was his home for many years.

After the death of the mysterious figure, he roamed. Craig was a feared figure once among slavers in the Capital Wasteland, whom he hunted down after being inspired by Abraham Lincoln's ideals, with many simply referring to him as the "One who walks among fire," for his unstoppable nature. He was nomadic for most of his early life until he saved a young slave woman, Aouda, at 23.

He soon fell in love with her and attempted to start a family, until a group of raiders overtook their homestead and killed Aouda and burned his homestead to ashes.

In a rage Craig, hunting them down, shot and killed any raider he came across, hostile or not. Many traveling merchants noticed a decrease of raider attacks at the time.

He finally hunted down and killed the ringleader of the attack on his home. After brutally killing any raider around, he captured the ringleader, known as "Saint," and tortured him in the most awful ways, first cutting his limbs off and then, in Count Dracula style, impaled him on a few lengths of rebar, and then setting him on fire until "nothing, not even the stakes, were left." He avenged his love, but now, he no longer had anything in the Capital Wasteland.

The Long Journey
Distraught with the concept of solitude again, Craig packed what was left of his belongings and headed west for a new place to start over. Craig's path was a trecherous one, with him first stopping in Chicago but finding nothing but a suppressive organization.

His journey took him even farther into the west, reaching the Great Plains, and encountering the small tribes there. And just as many slavers as well. He recieved noteriety in Des Moines at the time as "the man that shot his way through the city," killing as many slavers as he could. By then Craig was not a man of negotiating, but of shotgun diplomacy. Legends, in the area once called South Dakota, by local tribes say he was the Thunder God incarnate.

In the remnants of Seattle he came across an old recipe for gecko kabobs. This food would come to be his favorite for years to come. He also found an old straw hat, along with sunglasses, complaining to a wayward merchant that he needed something to keep the sun out of his eyes.

The Desert Ranger
The now grizzlied Craig traveled south through Klamath and then even into the core of the New California Republic. He remained there for a short time according to some accounts, after he found disagreement with the ways of the NCR. He headed west again, towards Nevada, hearing of a "city of gold." He found more than that: a new group with ideals like his.

Leaving his past behind, Craig joined the Desert Rangers in 2269 after traveling for so long for 9 years. He was well known within the ranks and by the people the Rangers protected, being someone who many thought couldn't be killed by no ordinary means. His legendary abilities were a testament to the hardships he has faced. However, this would all change very soon.

The Spirit of Seventy-Seven
Caesar's Legion was spreading. And it was intruding Ranger territory. The Rangers fought a hard battle, but they alone could not repel the massive forces that were the Legion. And the NCR was back too. After fighting so hard, the Rangers agreed to integrate into the NCR Rangers in 2271 for protection. But this move would alienate Craig, causing him to leave them. However, his role in the Battle of Hoover Dam was not with the NCR, or the Desert Rangers. His mission was to deliver a package to a settlement called Hopeville.

After Hoover Dam
Craig left the Desert Rangers before The Battle of Hoover Dam, when they joined the NCR. He still fought with them, still believing in the ideals of Lincoln in the Capital Wasteland.

Afterwards, he hung up his leather duster and became a courier. This would change him forever. This was a smooth job that gave him some shelter from the horrors he once faced, until one night when he was given a strange package.

A Tops casino Chairman from the tops intercepted him during that delivery. Held at gunpoint, the Chairman shot him point blank, seemingly putting an end to Craig.

The Rebirth
Miraculously surviving and after being saved by a strange robot and the kindness of an old doctor, Craig fought in the Battle of Goodsprings with Goodsprings and won. But other plans were in the makings by other figures in the game. And they all needed him. NCR, Legion, and an unknown Mr. House.

Craig hunted for his would-be killer, Benny. He was helped by a gang leader known as "The King." He eventually found him in his own casino, but he escaped before Craig could catch him.

Craig decided to put Benny aside for now, and focus on what this Mr. House wanted. It was New Vegas, and he accepted. For now.

Present
Craig has been seen over much of the Mojave, doing odd jobs or killing Legionary Assassins and Fiends. It is also implied that Benny died at his hand, as he now has a new checkered-patterned suit.

Craig has all the stops pulled for another confrontation with those forces so long ago at Hoover Dam. All is set in motion, but it needs a trigger. And Craig is that trigger.

But he still has some loose ends to come to terms with.

The Sierra Madre
The allures of adventure were too great for Craig to handle, and he followed a radio transmission where he was kidnapped. He enlisted the help of three others kidnapped, and turned the tables on their kidnappers. This ended with Father Elijah, former elder of the Brotherhood of Steel in the Mojave, dying at the hands of Craig.

Returning to the Mojave was for once in Craig's life a pleasant thing. By this time the Legion began to track him down with assassins in hopes of ending his threat. Like in Hoover Dam, there was no mercy on Craig's part. Crucifixion by their own spears was not uncommon for Legionary Assassins fates at the hand of Craig.

The Lion of New Canaan
Needing extra pay, Craig took up an offer to travel with a caravan to New Canaan. Towards the Zion Valley however, they were ambushed by the White-Legs, a raider tribe with nothing but raiding being their livelihood. It was here Craig met Joshua Graham, the leader of the Dead Horses. Craig and Joshua were eye to eye with each other, and in the end he helped Joshua crush and erase the White Legs once and for all.

Big MT
The newest advances before the Great War were made in the Big MT Research Facility.

While investigating a crash satillite, he was teleported there. He woke up after missing his heart, spine and brain. In an attempt to gain them back, he journeyed to Dr. Mobius, as the neurotic "Think Tanks," as they were called, were little help to him, and he narrowly escaped a battle with them towards the end of his chapter there. He gained many new weapons and technology there, but few were ever useful except for Craigs new home: the Sink.

He also ran into an old friend as well.

That Old Flag
Craig has walked a long path so far to get him where he is now. However, he recieved a message from someone by the name of Ulysses. Journeying to what was formerly Hopeville, he discovered a copy of ED-E, one of his companions, and questions: Why did Craig, instead of this Ulysses, deliver the Platinum Chip?

Sinking his feet into Old World ash, Craig made his way through the remnants of Hopeville, now called the Divide. Every road he has walked so far, every shot he has fired, every deal he shot or negotiated his way through the Mojave with, has come full circle here.

Craig fought his way through Marked Men, Tunnelers, and other creatures to find Ulysses. Instead of shooting Ulysses, as he intended, he took his wisdom to heart, adding to his own, and joining him in raising the Old World any way they could. This resulted in the destruction of Dry Wells for the Legion, wounding the bull, and of the Long 15, slitting the throat of the NCR. All for the Old World to rise again.

Craig now wears his own flag for the next Battle of Hoover Dam, not of the NCR, or the Legion, or Mr. House. No, he fights for his own convictions. He fights for the Old World now.

Personality
Craig was once a voluble man of great stature. However, since he lost Aouda, he has been very quiet and reserved, with only few friends whom he actually speaks to. His companions, whom he met during his travels, simply stay at his suite in the Lucky 38, a gift he bequethed to them as a token of gratitude. If Craig does speak however, it's either business or a warning. He is known for a suit of Combat Ranger Armor he found in the Zion Valley, with a black sawed-off shotgun, a knife, and, if he really wants you dead, a brush gun with modifications. He is also very fond of gecko kabobs, taking large amounts with him everywhere. He also has the helmet for the ranger armor, but uses a straw hat and sunglasses instead, remarking, "It's hot, it's heavy and it can't do shit about the sun in my eyes." Craig is also a very ardent philanthropist to what good is left in the wasteland, giving many donations to the Followers of the Apocalypse, whom he sees as one of the few remaining fortresses of goodness left in the wastes.

Craig views many of the post-War governments with indifference. However, Caesar's Legion he disdains. His hatred of their ways can often be seen across the Mojave in the form of dismembered bodys with a signature on them: a Legion coin with Caesar's face crossed out with an 'X' on top of the bodies.

Craig is also incredibly intelligent, with his theories often helping other scientists in the Mojave with their works. This was a result of a young Craig squatting in the Library of Congress for most of his childhood with his mystery guardian, listening and reading to many of the works there. He has some degree of endurance, but it's not much to brag about. He is also incredibly strong as well, being able to handle all weapons with ease. Since he lost Aouda, he became reluctant to solve issues with diplomacy, which he reserved for his shotgun. It is often said by wastelanders that,"He's always right and so is his sidearm." However, he will negotiate if it suites his interests.