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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 25 2010, 01:41 PM (330 Views) | |
| HenchmenF | Oct 25 2010, 01:41 PM Post #1 |
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Wasteland leader
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"Easy there Betsy." The man said, patting the mule on it's snout as he led it through the archway over the main road in town. On the mule's back, it was loaded down with various odds and ends, mainly just a few homemade guns and what looked to be a five-gallon bucket with the words "Bullets" painted on the side. Leading the mule to the center of town, the man removed his hat; running a hand through his hair. He had heard of this town from a passing merchant a few days ago. Apparently, there might be people brave enough and strong enough to enter Shopping Maul. Removing his light jacket, the man placed it over his mule as he hitched it to a nearby wooden pole. Underneath the jacket is a jacket with the name 'Jenkins' stitched in it's nametag space. Looking around, Jenkins stepped onto one of the old artillery guns in the center of town. He needed to get one of these for the Metro later. "Ladies and Gentlemen! My name is Jenkins, and I come from a place called the Westfield Metro Station. We are not but a small community, trying to survive, just like you all. However, we require your assistance. We are looking for a small group of men or women, willing to help our small town on a simple matter. You will both earn the gratitude of our town and some profit!" Jenkins said, ending his speech by turning around to his hitched-up mule. "Now, who is brave enough to step forward to undertake this task?" ((OOC: This is it. If you want to side with the Westfield Metro, then post here. We leave TOMORROW)) |
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| Twentyfists | Oct 26 2010, 06:58 PM Post #2 |
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Five Fingers of Fury
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Nash leaned against a roughly-shod metal wall, taking his airs. He had just drifted into town. Work had dried up at a neighboring settlement, and he owed a hide's worth to a suit-and-tie man for some Med-X. There wasn't a lot, but it was the real deal. Nash thought the high price was definitely worth the high feeling. And then the trader started talking. This might be the job he needs. Nash raised his hand awkwardly in the air, not entirely sure what to do except attract the trader's attention. "Yo! Whats-yer-name!" he yelled over the small crowd. "I'll take up your job!" |
![]() 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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| Ronto | Oct 29 2010, 08:25 PM Post #3 |
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Capt. Procrastinate
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((: Sorryfolks but I am pretty busy, I would write some fancy paragraph about how George sees ole' Betsy and listens to the mans offer of fame and riches but I just dont have the time, my Essay isnt gonna do itself...look, you guys are creative dudes, imagine ol' Georgie thinking bout the offer and such and work with it eh? He takes the job, grabs his gear and sits his ass down to wait for the departure. Sorry again and thanks.)) |
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