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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 15 2009, 03:22 PM (1,540 Views) | |
| HenchmenF | Aug 22 2009, 04:04 AM Post #61 |
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Wasteland leader
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"My old jacket, a hide, and a pistol! It's all rusty, but fixable!" Josef shouted, waving his stuff in the air. "Plus, i'm a loyal customer!" Josef also said, pointing to the jacket that he was now wearing. ((OOC: Sorry for the short post)) |
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Jimmy Ronan Karmichael Sandoval - HC - Karmichael's current inventory ----------------------------------------------------- The Wastes TV Tropes page. Open edit Plat: If Hench is the monarch I'd willingly accept a life of serfdom. CP: homie you a rauccous college student why you need a bed time LMG: Hench is the real enemy of Democracy | |
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| Dave Vaz | Aug 22 2009, 04:25 AM Post #62 |
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Ready! Set! Fail!
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Dave swivelled his head towards the new bidder. Great... he though, I'll have to pull the last one out. He pulled down the part of the shemagh over his mouth, so as not to let his voice get muffled and spoke out after the other had finished, "I'll add in all the Mole Rat meat I have, if the gun comes with ammunition." He wondered for a moment if he'd also give the radio antennae he had, though he decided against it, "and I'll be more loyal than a puppy, if the merchandise is as good as it looks!" |
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Dave Vaz: SPECIAL: 6, 6, 4, 6, 8, 5, 5. Level: 1. Karma: 0. Rachel “Rae” Johansson Mayu Frederick: SPECIAL: 5, 6, 6, 2, 10, 7, 5. Level: 1. Karma: 0. | |
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| Orion The Free | Aug 22 2009, 04:49 AM Post #63 |
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Tired Traveler
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Orion handed the woman his things and she handed him her leather vest. He looked at it sligthly disappointed, "I wish I didn't have to give her my Med-X but I still intend to use my last stun grenade." he thought to himself. He put his arm throught the vest and carried it out of the crowd and away from the caravan. He went down the alleyway and back up the ladder to the top of the building where Milo was still keeping watch. He seemed to still be working on whatever it was he was working on. "Hey Milo, you got a needle and any thread?" Milo gave a slight nod. Orion layed the vest on the ground, pulled out his sharpest bolt, and with more force that should have been necassary, cut the vest into two large pieces. He removed the quickly made belt and buckle; which was the last thing holding the pieces together. "I'm gonna need that thread now." He waited for Milo to hand it to him. |
![]() "What's that you see? A wasteland? No. What I see is the most beautiful thing in the world. I see a new beginning, a clean slate for humanity. A time to forget our past and begin again." Orion "The Free" Keagan Notable Features: Yellow Eyes, Duster, Large scar on left side of the face. The Count: 0 | |
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| Advent Rising | Aug 22 2009, 05:00 AM Post #64 |
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Marshall had been watching the trader sell his goods for quite some time now, he hadn't seen anything he wanted, although, he didn't really have anything they wanted it seemed. He saw a man walk out of the crowd after he had won the leather vest. "Very strange." he thought to himself. He didn't put much thought behind it, he was so excited by that last round of bidding he couldn't wait to see if there was more. He scanned the crowd and saw several uncommon looking characters in the crowd that he hadn't seen recently, which could have meant that they were new arrivals within the past few weeks or for that matter the last month. He didn't car though, he watched to see what would happen next. |
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| HenchmenF | Aug 22 2009, 05:24 AM Post #65 |
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Wasteland leader
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"Fuck you man! Fuck you!" Josef shouted towards the new bidder, before turning his head towards the salesman. "I'll sell you some Jet! You can use it for preety much anything! Plus, it's worth more and last longer then mole-rat meat!" Josef shouted towards the salesman who had the Carbine aloft. |
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| Twentyfists | Aug 22 2009, 05:45 AM Post #66 |
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Five Fingers of Fury
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Judas walked towards the front and claimed his prize, forking over the two large hides and his old musket in favor of the new rifle. He reached into his pocket and began pulling out his cap and ball rounds as well, putting them down in front of the trader. Once the trade was finished, the trader handed Judas over his new rifle as well as a small tin of ammunition. Judas wandered back into the crowd, studying his rifle as he did so. He'd never owned a rifle before, but he had fired one, and he understood how to use one. Briefly, Judas remembered that tribal mention something about being ripped off. Judas looked at his rifle and worked the lever action on it. The action didn't feel exactly right. It'd function, but probably not as well as it should. In addition, the stock and barrel seemed to be dinged up a little, and the rifle was rather dirty. Judas checked the ammo tin. It had the proper amount of ammunition in it, fortunately. (OOC: I can change that if you want.) |
![]() Marcus Castor Williams Level 2 Mercenary. Dark skin, close cut hair, long face, constant scowl. Rudimentary Revolver, Baseball, Hatchet x2, Tribal Food Pouch, Holiday Can of Amarillo Cola, Tribal Linens with Tribal Battle Helmet, 1 Large Hide. Current Condition--Normal. 4 kills. Nash Rhodes Level 2 Raider Bruiser. Long greasy hair, black beard, tall, broad, muscles. Rusted Mounted Machine Gun, Rock Knuckles (GC), Modified Tattered Leather Jacket. Current Condition--Just fine. 3 kills | |
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| Zydrate | Aug 22 2009, 10:55 AM Post #67 |
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Milo watched as Orion took a sharp bolt and cut the leather into two peices. Milo gave Orion a puzzled look as he dug out his needle and thread. "Use as much as you want," Milo told him. Milo's stomach grumbled. He looked up as Orion as he began to do some crude tailoring. "Hey," Milo suggested, "Stay up here and i'm going to ge see if there is anything down there that intrests me. Before I go, here," Milo pulled out the bolts he made Orion. "They're not real bolts, but they're straight and sharp." Milo climbed down off the building and began to walk toward the rambunctious wave of people, listening to the auctioneer for anything Milo could use. |
![]() Milo Rush Special: 2.8.2.8.8.10.2 Traits: Small frame, Skilled Level: 1 Karma: 0 Equipment Armor: Sleeveless duster Weaponry: 2x M1917, (2x Rudimentary) Makeshift Shank (Kitcken Knife) Inventory: (In Sachel) Misc collected items, Metal Scraps, Water Bottle, Ammunition, Small Hide. General Description: 15 years old, 5'4, only about 140 lbs. A highly perceptive, witty, and dextrious marksman. Milo Rush's profile, Milo's Theme Song | |
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| Orion The Free | Aug 22 2009, 11:26 AM Post #68 |
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Tired Traveler
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Orion watched as Milo climbed down the ladder behind him. Of course he wondered why since the auction seemed to almost be over and he doubted that Milo had much that the traders would want. That and he couldn't really see over the crowd to well. Orion took off his duster and layed it on the roof beside him, he took one of the pieces of leather and shabbily sewed it onto the inside of the back of his duster. He cut the other piece into to two more pieces. He sewed them into the inside of the front of the duster on either side. He picked up the duster and put it back on. Satisfied with it as it was. He looked at the remaining scraps of metal, several of them were in a shape he could use. He removed his crossbow from his arm and disassembled it. He replaced the lath with a newer piece of metal that was skinny and flexible enought to bend and return to its original shape. He had wished that he had some wood to use but that was hard to come by now-a-days. He fastened the crossbow back on his arm and stood up, he surveyed the crowd. Keeping watch for anything suspicious. |
![]() "What's that you see? A wasteland? No. What I see is the most beautiful thing in the world. I see a new beginning, a clean slate for humanity. A time to forget our past and begin again." Orion "The Free" Keagan Notable Features: Yellow Eyes, Duster, Large scar on left side of the face. The Count: 0 | |
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| Radiation King | Aug 22 2009, 12:32 PM Post #69 |
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"We can't stop here! This is bat country!"
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"My previous bet still stands for the carbine," Darrel said nonchalantly. |
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Darrel Cohen, the smooth-talking "Gentleman Thief" (Level 3) Evan Laramie, the down-home gunslinger (Level 1)
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| Munk | Aug 22 2009, 01:59 PM Post #70 |
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One-Man Conga Line
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"Fuck!" Hagan shouted suddenly drawing chuckles from the crowd and confident looks from the other bidders. Hagan made one last hand gesture. My last bid and two bottles Vodka." Shit, it hurt him to think about giving up the last of his vodka, but these were desperate times. He'd be able to buy more vodka later, anyway. |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| Radiation King | Aug 22 2009, 02:17 PM Post #71 |
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"We can't stop here! This is bat country!"
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"I raise my previous bet one hand-crank radio and a .32 mini-revolver." Darrel said, his facial expression barely changing. |
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| HenchmenF | Aug 22 2009, 03:17 PM Post #72 |
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"I raise my bet a switchblade and 10 rounds of 10MM ammo." Josef said, looking at the other man who just bidded. |
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Jimmy Ronan Karmichael Sandoval - HC - Karmichael's current inventory ----------------------------------------------------- The Wastes TV Tropes page. Open edit Plat: If Hench is the monarch I'd willingly accept a life of serfdom. CP: homie you a rauccous college student why you need a bed time LMG: Hench is the real enemy of Democracy | |
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| Dave Vaz | Aug 22 2009, 03:25 PM Post #73 |
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Ready! Set! Fail!
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Dave watched, half-puzzled. Christ, what's next? Are they going to offer their sperm for the damned thing? He had stopped waving his stuff in the air, knowing he had been out-bidden for a while already. He sat back against an old electrical pole and waited for the next item, if there was going to be any. Considering how much people were willing to offer, he had the feeling he'd be walking out of there with empty hands. |
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Dave Vaz: SPECIAL: 6, 6, 4, 6, 8, 5, 5. Level: 1. Karma: 0. Rachel “Rae” Johansson Mayu Frederick: SPECIAL: 5, 6, 6, 2, 10, 7, 5. Level: 1. Karma: 0. | |
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| Radiation King | Aug 22 2009, 03:43 PM Post #74 |
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"Twelve rounds of .32 Special to go with the pistol," came Darrel's triumphant retort. |
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| HenchmenF | Aug 22 2009, 03:55 PM Post #75 |
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"How about another 8 rounds for 18 rounds in total?" Josef said, looking back at the other bidder. Kinda scrawny, maybe he could just mug it from him if he loses. |
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