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A Hunting Trip; First attempt at an RP
Topic Started: Dec 28 2010, 06:07 PM (161 Views)
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"Hmm... this could be interesting" Marcus said to no one in particular. "I wonder what they have here?" he thought.

He wandered into Bucket Town and was actually impressed by several of the buildings that peppered the sides of the main road. It definitely was the biggest settlement he had seen in his travels. Not to mention that fact it actually had some kind of currency. "I can probably get some skins from the animals around here......". A crash came from his right as a merchant dropped a large crate of goods, interrupting Marcus's thoughts. "Maybe one of those wild animals outside of town would have some I could use" he continued.

Marcus opened his bag then began searching through it to check his food stock. He was very disappointed when all he found was a little bit of squirrel meat. The squirrel would only last him until tomorrow at the latest. "Well I guess it's decided then..... I'm going hunting". He rummaged through his bag before pulling out an old water bottle that was about half full of dirty water which tasted more like the bottle and his shoes then any actual drink.

Marcus began to notice he was getting some less then friendly looks from the people he was passing. He realized his Mohawk probably looked strange to these people, at least it had the desired effect. "If only they'd look in the mirror" he thought to himself. Then as he passed an incredibly large and rather dumb looking man, he was glad that no one had heard him.

When Marcus reached the edge of town he noticed that the gate wasn't where he remembered it. He was left scratching his head for a good minute before realizing he had set off in the wrong direction. Kicking himself, he began walking toward the center of town feeling as dumb as the man he had passed earlier. Once he arrived in the town center he took a moment to get his bearings. He took note of the large building off to his side. "I'll check that out when I get back" he thought before setting out for the main gate.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
Level 1
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Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
Inventory-
Homemade Laser Pistol (14EC), .45 Pipe Rifle (8 .45 rounds) Stun Grenades x2, Simple Lockpick Kit, Pre-War Deck of Cars.
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Arriving at the gate he looked at the guard there, taking note of how he looked like he was about to roll over and take a nap. "I wish I could be a town guard, looks about as easy as sleeping. And boy am I good at that" he thought before leaving the guard to sleep. He realized he must be heading southwest because the hot Texas sun mercilessly blazed down on him.

Marcus continued in this direction until Bucket Town disappeared from the horizon behind him. He could already feel the sweat soaking into his clothes and running down his skin. "God I need a drink..." Marcus thought before pulling out his water bottle. He took a small swig and felt a bitter taste slide down his throat. It gave him a much needed morale boost at least. He glanced up at the sun and guessed it must be almost midday. He weighed his options, he could turn back but he would still need some kind of food. He sighed, "I really wish I was that guard right now" he thought before finally setting off at a brisk pace.

After walking for maybe another hour he took notice of a group of hills that began to rise up out of the dusty haze of the wasteland. He looked up at the hill uncertainly. "That is a ways up there" he mused to himself, "but that could be a good vantage point" he thought after. Marcus decided to attempt to scale one of the hills. He made good time and it took him no more then a few minutes to reach the top. "That was a lot easier then it looked" he laughed to himself.

On the top of the hill Marcus leaned against a rock as he began to ready his shotgun. He pulled it out of the sling on his back, feeling the expertly crafted wooden stock. It was slightly cool despite the midday heat, which was a nice change of pace. He looked the gun over, glancing at the rough homemade barrel that had a tendency to shoot slightly wide to the left. He then went over his shells, making sure he still had all twelve of them. When he knew he had everything he needed, he began scanning the land out in front of the hill.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
Level 1
Inventory-
Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
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He looked out across the wastes for something. He strained his eyes, desperate to see anything but all he saw was the same stretch of dry dusty land. "Wow nothing......" he thought, this whole climb had been useless. He felt his anger build up from deep in his chest. "This trip is so.... so...." he struggled to find the words in his anger. Images of Flynn passed into his vision and he quickly pushed them out. He didn't need to think about that now.

Marcus was about to give up and head back to Bucket town when he saw something that almost made his heart stop. He looked in the dirt at his feet and saw a few heavily obscured tracks. He looked in the dirt farther down the hill and saw that they appeared to be dog tracks. At first glance he couldn't tell how many sets there were, but as he continued down the hill he counted three distinct sets.

The hot sun still burned down around him. Marcus just shrugged it off now that he knew where he was headed. "Finally I caught a break", he thought while following the tracks to the base of the hill. He tried to locate any shapes on the horizon, but he just couldn't see through the haze that stretched out in front of him. Giving up, he went back to following the tracks. They continued east for roughly a quarter of a mile before switching direction and heading northeast.

Marcus let out a long sigh before continuing on. He noticed the tracks seemed to part slightly, and the front and back tracks got farther apart as if the animals had started running. Marcus matched them and picked his pace up to a light run. After a few minutes of at the pace he began to notice a few shapes on the horizon.

As he drew closer to the shapes he recognized them as a pack of three wild dogs. The dogs looked like they were bent over a large body on the ground. "This is my chance", Marcus thought as he un-slung his shotgun from it's sling and checked to see if it was loaded. He opened the "break" and saw he had a shell inserted. He slowly reached into his pockets then drew out two extra shells which he then placed in the inside pocket of his jacket.

Slowly and methodically he inched his way closer and closer to the pack. When he got in range, he brought the gun up and tensed his finger on the trigger while staring at the middle dog through the rough sight of the shotgun. He felt a huge adrenaline rush as pulled the trigger.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
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Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
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The dog in the middle lost a good amount of it's head while the one on it's right was hit by excess spread in the leg. The two surviving dogs took off at Marcus, the one he had winged already had a slight limp but the other was clearing the distance faster then he thought possible. Marcus cracked open the shotgun, and fumbled with the shell as he tried to load the gun. He managed to get the shell in and snap the gun shut.

Marcus tried to bring his gun up but the dog was just feet away. Marcus just pulled the trigger and the blast from the gun destroyed the dogs entire chest, ripping up most of the meat and stopping it in it's tracks. "Thank god for that shot", Marcus thought as he tried to reload. But the other dog with the slight limp leaped and brought Marcus to the ground. He would have had his jugular punctured if he hadn't brought his shotgun up to block the dogs head.

The dog tried to bite for his throat again, and again. Each time Marcus managed to block it with his gun. Finally the dog bit down on the shotgun and began trying to tear it from Marcus's hands. Reaching into his pocket Marcus drew out his old kitchen knife, and drove it through the top of the dog's skull. Gore splattered around him as part of the blade broke off in the dogs head.

Marcus pushed the dog off of him and lay panting. The heat felt even more punishing now that the sun was just over the horizon. He could feel his heartbeat from everywhere in his bod. He just laid in the dust for several moments, catching his breath and calming down. He felt his heartbeat relent and he let out a sigh of relief.

Marcus then stood up to view the aftermath. The three dogs all lay dead, and Marcus now realized that they had taken down a brahmin calf and that was what they had been eating. He got to his feet and surveyed the other bodies around him. "I can probably get some meat off those two" he remarked. He then glanced at the dog with the blade lodged inside of it's skull. He pulled out the knife and found he had lost roughly a third of it's blade. It had lost the tip, and he couldn't stab anyone with it anymore. "Hmm looks like I can still skin them easily enough, at least I hope" he thought.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
Level 1
Inventory-
Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
Inventory-
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Marcus reached into his bag and pulled out one piece of squirrel and the water bottle. He tore at the squirrel with his teeth. He hadn't preserved the squirrel so it was very close to spoiling. It didn't have much taste anymore so he was able to choke it down. He chased down the squirrel with a bit of water. "I wish this water didn't taste like anything" he thought after being racked with a coughing fit. "I've had vodka easier to drink then this shit. Oh well, I guess I need to get fresh water more often."

Now finished with his "break" he looked over the bodies of the dogs. The one he had stabbed would give him a decent amount of meat and maybe even a skin if he was lucky. He checked on the one he had shot in the body next. "Oh, to bad I shot him there, I won't get much off him." Marcus then continued on toward the dog, and the brahmin calf. The calf had a bit of meat that he might be able to scavenge. "Yum, I haven't had a brahmin steak in forever, I really hope I can get one here." The dog he shot first looked promising. He hadn't damaged the body at all.

Marcus set to work skinning the animals. "Woo, this is fun work", he thought sarcastically as he bloodied both of his hands. Marcus slid off his jacket so he would still look presentable when he got back to Bucket Town. He took his time skinning each of the animals, and trying to figure out which parts of the meat he could eat.

The sun was beginning to set when Marcus finally finished his grueling task. Marcus packed up what he could carry and left the rest for any critters or scavengers who might come across the scraps. He checked the sun's position to confirm he was heading east, before he set out to return to Bucket Town.

Marcus found the main caravan road that was between Otriad and Bucket Town. He noticed how simple and peaceful the desert night felt. "I wish it was like this all the time", he said letting his words carry out across the wastes before disappearing into the wind.

Marcus continued on the road for a about an hour before he began to see the outskirts of Bucket Town. He walked down the road and after a few more moments he was at the gate into town. "Hey this guard is actually awake, and at night? I suddenly feel so much safer" he though to himself getting a good chuckle out of it. Then without a delay he walked through the gate and into town.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
Level 1
Inventory-
Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
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(OOC: This is ready to be graded!!)
Also I didn't specify what I got from the animals I thought I'd leave it open in case the RP was worthy of a reward.
Dominic "Dom" Frazier
SPECIAL: 8(+2),7,7,3,7,8,2
Level 1
Inventory-
Stoner 63A (Rusted Mounted Machine Gun), Carving Knife (Kitchen Knife), Padded Gloves (Rock Knuckles), Old Water Bottle, Pre-War Lighter
Currency: 0
Benny Smalls
SPECIAL: 3,6,3,9,5,7,8
Level 2
BTR: -75
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The actually writing is a tad choppy, but you show potential. With time and practice, you can work on establishing more of a flow.

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SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7
Level: 5
Bucket town reputation: -175
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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
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