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| Jack Lisa | Oct 26 2010, 07:02 PM Post #1 |
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Glowing one!
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Previously on Jack Click here for other full episodes of Jack Roy Lissy woke up with his daughter in his arms, he slowly removed himself from the bed trying not to wake her up. Dawn was just breaking, she could sleep for a few more hours, besides he needed the time to figure out how they were gonna survive without the income boost his wife gave them. He took a deep breath of cool air and walked out the door to get to the news and his mail from one of the caravans. The news they brought was the only way he could learn of any conditions he could take advantage of as a merchant. Real opportunities were usually few and far between, but in recent months he'd been checking his mail, the news, and rumors religiously. They were his only hope, if he didn't find his "Big Break" soon He and Jack would die. "Penny for your thoughts?" Roy looked up at the familiar voice and made a crooked smile. "It's nothing 'Rad," Arada was a former tribal turned trader and one of Roy's best friends even though his caravan only came around once a month."My daughter's just been having trouble with the other kids." "That poor girl." 'Rad said, shaking his head, "on the flip side you've got some mail, they said they were a good friend." Roy straightened and turned his head,"From who?" "I don't know, they didn't say but they paid well. It was kinda weird now that you mention it, they seemed really anxious to leave." "hmm. That's weird." It was weird, but Roy didn't really pay it much attention, He was just a poor merchant in a tiny trading community, who would care about him if they didn't know him? "well, here you are monsieur your mail and news. Your tab will reach a payable size in December." He said while giving Roy a small stack of papers. "That's good 'Rad, hey let's have a beer tonight." he said looking back at 'Rad as he walked back to his house. "It's a plan." he said as he got back to work. |
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Name: Jack Lissy Level: 2 Age: 17 Status: Healthy Race: Human, Caucasian, Female Traits: Fast Learner, Jinxed, Sex appeal Trade: Reluctant "civil servant" (meaning slave) for the New Raleigh Republic handling their dirty work. S P E C I A L 3 10 2 8 8 7 2 Equipment: Bloody Hatchet, Skinning knife, 1 stun grenade, rudimentary revolver, 6 32. rounds, 1 32. magnum round NRR Civil Servant Dessert Suit (a duster with the national seal on the back), a lacrosse bag Inventory: sleeping mat, zippo lighter, Large hide, several pounds of dried molerat jerky, Her Old Locket | |
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| Jack Lisa | Oct 26 2010, 07:16 PM Post #2 |
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Glowing one!
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When he got back to the house, he sat down and decided to read the letter he'd gotten. After sitting down at his desk he opened the letter and as he read he sat straighter and straighter, he felt a lump form in his throat.
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Name: Jack Lissy Level: 2 Age: 17 Status: Healthy Race: Human, Caucasian, Female Traits: Fast Learner, Jinxed, Sex appeal Trade: Reluctant "civil servant" (meaning slave) for the New Raleigh Republic handling their dirty work. S P E C I A L 3 10 2 8 8 7 2 Equipment: Bloody Hatchet, Skinning knife, 1 stun grenade, rudimentary revolver, 6 32. rounds, 1 32. magnum round NRR Civil Servant Dessert Suit (a duster with the national seal on the back), a lacrosse bag Inventory: sleeping mat, zippo lighter, Large hide, several pounds of dried molerat jerky, Her Old Locket | |
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| Zilabus | Oct 27 2010, 04:38 PM Post #3 |
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Er'ry day I'm overseein'
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Didn't really involve your character, and really sort of felt like a fragment more then anything.
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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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