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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 26 2010, 05:39 AM (415 Views) | |
| MerchantofDeath | Jul 26 2010, 05:39 AM Post #1 |
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A mile outside of Bucket-Town, there's a man wearing dark sunglasses and a black trench coat leaning againist a old police car. He has a fancy gold plated .44 magnum, and he's an excellent gunslinger. He can't speak, and has to write on a piece of paper, which says..... "Me and my Boss have a proposition for you. We need people to run some guns and drugs in and around some places near Bucket-Town. Some lawmen have been stopping our "trade " and we don't like that. If you'll accept me and my boss's offer, I'll take you to our office. If not, expect a bullet in your head." |
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| Golgotha | Jul 26 2010, 06:13 AM Post #2 |
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I could live in a hole
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Well, why not, Roach started she never expected to find someone so far out here, she crept up on the man and prodded him on the arm gently, "What's the pay?" |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 26 2010, 06:19 AM Post #3 |
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The man looked over to the woman. He pulled out his little note pad, and wrote on it. He showed it to her, and it read.... "A lot of hides, I can tell you that, and maybe you won't get them if you screw up the job. Follow me, and I'll take you to my boss, he'll tell you more. By the way, my name is Mr. James Wellington" He closed his note book, put it in his pocket, and started walking, not making sure if she was beside him |
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| Zilabus | Jul 26 2010, 01:05 PM Post #4 |
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Er'ry day I'm overseein'
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"Hey, what do you make of this, Jok?" The small, wirey tribal picked the piece of paper off of a post and poked a whole through it with his spear, hoisting it over to the other scout. "Methinks Da good Father is goin' be getting wind of this'un." He flipped his light wrapped garment over hs shoulder. Less for warmth then to keep out the sun, both of the tribals where lightly clothed. "You think there'll be a reward in it for us, Clank?" He shifted his feet on the hot ground below, squinting his eyes at airborn sand. He held his trusted war axe at his hip. Clank looked over to him with a shrug. "We ain't seen any more o' the big-uglies for days now. 'Sides, they been takin' many of our spirits to the great musroom. Maybe with the reward we can buy some of those death-bringers they be usin'." Both of the tribals looked at eachother and came to silent agreement. They began walking towards town. |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 27 2010, 02:39 PM Post #5 |
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James looked into the distance and saw three men walking toward Bucket Town. It would take them at least a couple of minutes to reach Bucket-Town. Son of a bitch, you put a sign up somewhere, and your always bound for fucking trouble, James thought. He took out his brown notebook. He wrote something down and showed it to the woman. "It looks like were going to have company real soon, we might need to go to a different place, if that's good for you?" |
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| Golgotha | Jul 28 2010, 12:29 PM Post #6 |
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Roach smiled and nodded, "Roach is me, Roach Guai 'tully!" "Who dat then, why they following us? Can I slice em up some?" |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 28 2010, 12:37 PM Post #7 |
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James flipped to another page of his notebook, and wrote something down. "Well, it looks like some scouts, probably some tribals, or something. They'll do anything for a buck. So, we better get going now, Roach. And by the way, no, you may not cut them up" He put away his notebook, and started walking. |
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| Golgotha | Jul 28 2010, 12:40 PM Post #8 |
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Roach scratched her head, this man was odd! "Why do you write? I can't read well, speak, is easier a bit, b'not much coz I never really learn it much!" The men looked like they where getting closer and Roach growled a little before realising that she as in company, she stood, brushed herself off and ran to catch up with the man. |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 28 2010, 01:00 PM Post #9 |
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It took them about two hours to get to the "other" office of James's Boss. It looked more like a shack than anything. It overlooked a small truck stop, and it was a great hiding spot. He took out his notebook, and wrote down something. He showed it too Roach. "We're here. Please address my boss has Mr. Rhodes. It's not his real name, and he likes to keep it like that. Now if you'll kindly follow me, miss." He put his notebook back in his pocket, and walked toward the shack. He opened the door, and gestured with his hand to Roach to go in first. |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 29 2010, 10:27 AM Post #10 |
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[this post is just for visualization, and what you supposed to do] Inside the shack, there are many sized crates on each side. There is Tarp over some of the crates, but you can clearly see an assualt rifle or two. At the other side of the shack, you will see two guards guarding a single man. He wears a Mask over his face, but you can't see anything else (yes, he can still breath). He wears a Black Trenchcoat, and black gloves. He will never show his face to anyone, so get that in your skull. |
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| Golgotha | Jul 29 2010, 11:02 AM Post #11 |
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Roach glared at the mute man and nodded slowly, she was secretly petrified but she tried not to show it. She tightened her ug boots and lowered her skirt a little bit, she wanted to look smart! Roach never fired a gun before besides once when she fired one accidently when targeting a raider camp, she escaped before the noise could be traced. She looked into the room, it was dimly lit and there where crates everywhere, wooden ones, metal ones, all stacked up, even a few Brotherhood of Steel ones, where they got them she didn't know but she began to realise what she was doing might be risky. She backed up a step but was hit by the mute man's broad frame, even though she was quite broad she still looked small in comparison. She gulped and the man motioned her forward. The woman wandered in, looking at ll the staring guards, at the back was a man wearing a mask surrounded by two burly men. She put her hand out for him to shake but, when he simply looked her up and down, she withdrew, feeling stupid. "Muh, Mr.Rhodes yes? I am here about a job, your silence man wrote that I should speak to you but, this is scary, is it illegal?" |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 29 2010, 01:36 PM Post #12 |
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Mr. Rhodes started to speak. "Well, I guess I have a new buisness partner". He chuckled. "Anyway, let's get down to buisness." He got out of his chair, and went toward one of the crates. There, on top of the crate, was a suitcase. He put the suitcase on top of the table, and opened it. Inside were two .10 mm pistols.. "Before we start any serious dealings with you, I want to start small." said Mr. Rhodes. "You need to take this suitcase to a man in town by the name of Richard Youngs. He'll be in Bobo's Bar in Bucket-Town, and he'll be wearing a cowboy suit, complete with a hat. Rich is probably the closest you'll come to a cowboy." He walked over to the girl and handed the suitcase to her and then said, "Now, know this, if my customer doesn't get what he wants, and I find you with these guns, I will personally string you high from a tree, and skin you." He smiled, but the girl wouldn't have seen it, "If it does get there, then maybe we can be good friends." |
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| Golgotha | Jul 30 2010, 03:40 AM Post #13 |
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Roach smiled politely and took the suitcase, it was surprisingly light and the man's surprisingly kind voice put her at ease until the death threat. She gulped, this man was different to usual humans, calculating, intelligent and decisive, organised crime might just be the way forward for her, wow, she'd have to tune up on her speaking skills. She turned and walked out the door, setting off in the direction of Bucket-town, she had never been there but it was the most noticeable local settlement and she knew where it was. "I'll be quick, see you in a later!" |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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| MerchantofDeath | Jul 30 2010, 05:14 AM Post #14 |
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"One more thing before you leave," said Mr. Rhodes, "if there's any lawmen or anything like them, steer clear, I don't need to lose any of me merchendise." He walked back to his chair, and sat down. "Now, you can leave." he said. |
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| Golgotha | Jul 30 2010, 09:28 AM Post #15 |
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Roach trekked towards Bucket-Town, it wasn't far but the process of crossing a wasteland was still quite taxing. About half way, she encountered three men in dark coats carrying pistols and shotguns. They had badges on their coats, gold, shiny and metal, they where the insignia of the Invigilators, (perhaps I will write about them) a police force that maintained some of the deep south and the south west of America. "What you got there miss?" One asked, Roach flexed her muscles and smiled, "nothing"... Anyone wanna fill in for the Invigilators? |
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Lidie Rider: Level 3 Raider Age: 25-28 SPECIAL: 6.9.7.4.6.6.3 Condition: [x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x][x] Weapons: Post War Musket (tier 1) Tribal Sword (tier 2) Flash bang x1 snub-nosed revolver x1 Clothing: Basic Raider Armour (tier 2) Equipment: large hide x2 medium hide x1 psycho x3 gnarled root x1 mapulator 300, secret holotape, pre-war photo, hair gel, x1 bobby pin Kills 12 Companion: Ghilian Kheroseen. | |
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