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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 22 2009, 07:09 AM (1,113 Views) | |
| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 07:09 AM Post #1 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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(Hooray, my first RP and I'm pretty happy about it, feel free to join!) George studied the dirty streets of Bucket-Town, he had been walking for the last 6 hours and he badly wanted to wet his whistle. Walking down the busy street was hard enough without all the people bumping into him, Mercs, drunks and every other type of wasteland scab was walking around. He finally arrived at the beat down, rusty shack of a bar. He's seen better and he's seen worse, he walked to the bar and took a seat. "So...What's there to drink in THIS little corner of hell?" he asked the bartender. |
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 07:22 AM Post #2 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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"Huh, oh yeah...we got beer and other booze, take yer pick" replied the barman "What, you don't got water?" George asked back. "Yep, but it ain't cheap" "Shit" George groaned George left the bar in a sorry state and headed down main street hoping someone would loan him a few bucks. |
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| Toastwolf117 | Nov 22 2009, 12:07 PM Post #3 |
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Proffesional Face Puncher
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Ben was walking around after leaving the bar, looking for something interesting to do just like any other wastelander here. A man walked up to him. "Hey, can you give me a few caps?" The man said. "Huh? Oh yeah sure. Here." Ben handed the man a couple of caps. |
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Ben Ezio Lv. 2 Stats: 8-4-5-8-6-5-4 Traits: Good Natured, Fast Metabolism, Heavy Handed Ava Arsov (follower) 5,7,5,7,6,5,5 TRAITS: Good Natured, Small Frame, Sex appeal
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 04:29 PM Post #4 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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George was walking down the street hoping to find at least one nice guy that was willing to lend him a cap or two. He was about to give up when he noticed a man exit the bar he had also just exited. He was about his own height and was dressed sort of funny, that's what caught his eye. 'Who the hell uses drumsticks and keeps them on his belt' George thought. The man seemed a little strange but George didn't wan't to avoid him for that. He casually walked up to hi and asked "Hey can you spare a few caps?" The man replied, "Huh, oh yeah sure. Here." George was stunned, he didn't know it would go this good, Drumsticks looked like a nice guy so George seized the opportunity. "Hey thanks a lot, I'm dieing of thirst. You wanna join me for a drink, my...I mean your treat hehe." George smirked. Maybe a friend could do you good here in the wastes. |
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| Toastwolf117 | Nov 22 2009, 04:46 PM Post #5 |
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Proffesional Face Puncher
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"Hey thanks a lot, I'm dieing of thirst. You wanna join me for a drink, my...I mean your treat hehe." The man smirked. "I just had a drink, but, what the hell! Come on friend, lets drink!" Ben needed more friends, especially since Eddy and Ellis hadn't seemed to take much of a liking to him. After all, more friends means more help. Ben and his new friend walked into the bar, ordered their drinks, and drank the night away. They had both several drinks. |
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Ben Ezio Lv. 2 Stats: 8-4-5-8-6-5-4 Traits: Good Natured, Fast Metabolism, Heavy Handed Ava Arsov (follower) 5,7,5,7,6,5,5 TRAITS: Good Natured, Small Frame, Sex appeal
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 04:54 PM Post #6 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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It was late but George didn't give a damn. He had gotten to know this Ben and he was happy they had met each other, beer after beer after beer, George was a little tipsy but he could still function. "Hhhey Beenn, look III wanna bbring you in on soommethinng. Look whheen I ccame into bbuucket towwn, I saawww soomethingg that couulld bbeeniffit bboooooth of us (hiccup)." Alright maybe George wasn't OK but he still had a big plan on his mind... |
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| Toastwolf117 | Nov 22 2009, 05:03 PM Post #7 |
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Proffesional Face Puncher
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Ben liked the sound of that. "Ssssomethhing tooo bbennifit uss bbothhh? Wwhut is it." Ben, like George, was a bit drunk but not vomit on everything and everyone, and was still able to form simple sentences, but his words were still slurred. |
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Ben Ezio Lv. 2 Stats: 8-4-5-8-6-5-4 Traits: Good Natured, Fast Metabolism, Heavy Handed Ava Arsov (follower) 5,7,5,7,6,5,5 TRAITS: Good Natured, Small Frame, Sex appeal
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 05:17 PM Post #8 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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George was certain he had lured this so-called Ben. Still he wanted to see if he was trustworthy. " Allrigght, howwabought we meet tommorrow rigght heere, reintroduce ouurselves and then you will discover myy suuper aweesome mighty plaan." If this would work, these two lowly wastelanders would be a bit richer. |
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| Radiation King | Nov 22 2009, 05:43 PM Post #9 |
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"We can't stop here! This is bat country!"
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"Plan for money? Who's gotta plan for money?" The voice came from seemingly nowhere. The tilting, kaleidoscope world in front of the two drunk mens' eyes couldn't discern the shape of a third person in the area, so where could the voice be coming from? It sounded like it had come from the roof. But wait. There was nothing on the roof. Just an oddly shaped lump that may well have just been a vent over the kitchen or a rough edge of the roof. But then the lump shifted. Moving as though in slow motion, the lump unfolded into a six foot tall figure in a black trench coat, slowly stretching his limbs out as though he'd been waiting for a long time. In reality he'd been there for about an hour. The figure lowered himself down off the roof to the ground, dragging down a stockless carbine after him. Straightening his black hat, the figure turned back towards the group and brushed some dust off his duster. The gesture was purely knee-jerk, the duster was already so dirty a little patch of dust wasn't going to make a difference. "Darrel Cohen, gentlemen," The thief said, proudly extending a single hand to both of them. "If you need a hand in your little mission, I might just be able to help- for a price." |
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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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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 06:11 PM Post #10 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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George had just drunk his 200 year old bottle of Nuca-Cola and the effects it had were astounding. He had to sober up in just a few minutes. Ben had just got out of his seat to leave when a dark figure emerged in front of this. George just realized that this figure had jumped off the roof! He realized that he must be Really hammered. "Darrel Cohen, gentlemen," The figure said as he extended his hand "If you need a hand in your little mission, I might just be able to help- for a price." He continued to say. " Well..um..hello for one. I'm George White, you can call me Goose. Yeah, my pal Ben um..something are planning to go on a little adventure tomorrow and we would love to have you on board mate. We can discuss this all tomorrow over a cuppa Joe. How's a third of the booty sound?" George replied. He was a little nervous about this "Darrel" but extra muscle was a good thing. |
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 06:12 PM Post #11 |
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 06:15 PM Post #12 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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'WHERE THE HELL IS BEN!?!?!?!?!?' George thought as he slowly made his way to the bar. |
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| Toastwolf117 | Nov 22 2009, 06:21 PM Post #13 |
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Proffesional Face Puncher
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Ben was walking to the bar. "WHERE THE HELL IS BEN!?!?!?!?" Ben heard. Aww shit. Ben thought Better not keep him waiting Ben found George a minute or two later. "Hey buddy, sorry I'm late. I kinda slept in. Hope that didn't ruin anything." |
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Ben Ezio Lv. 2 Stats: 8-4-5-8-6-5-4 Traits: Good Natured, Fast Metabolism, Heavy Handed Ava Arsov (follower) 5,7,5,7,6,5,5 TRAITS: Good Natured, Small Frame, Sex appeal
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| Ronto | Nov 22 2009, 06:45 PM Post #14 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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As soon as George stepped into the bar, Ben flew in right behind him. "Hey buddy, sorry I'm late. I kinda slept in. Hope that didn't ruin anything." He said to his defense "Not a problem, ok, I guess Darrel's late too but we'll fill him in later. I have a plan that will make sure we'll be a bit richer by sunset." George said He began to explain the plan:" Okay Ben...when I first headed for this lovely town, I passed an old butchery in a completely totaled town, it was the only building for miles. I dared to take a peek inside to find it was a storehouse for a couple bandits. They were storing hundreds of pre-war bills, caps, booze and other goodies, we're gonna go out there and STICK "EM UP. How's that sound?" George knew his plan was risky but would pay off. |
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| Toastwolf117 | Nov 22 2009, 07:37 PM Post #15 |
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Proffesional Face Puncher
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Ben smiled. "I like the sound of that! Lets do it." Ben said excitedly. Even though fighting wasn't exactly Ben's style, maybe it would turn out just frightening these bandits and stealing the cash. Besides, Ben looked intimidating, they would be crying home to their mommies before Ben took a step inside! "Alright, when do we do it?" Ben smiled thinking about the spoils. |
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Ben Ezio Lv. 2 Stats: 8-4-5-8-6-5-4 Traits: Good Natured, Fast Metabolism, Heavy Handed Ava Arsov (follower) 5,7,5,7,6,5,5 TRAITS: Good Natured, Small Frame, Sex appeal
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