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| Glorious Interlocked Spears; Roach vs Goy | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 6 2011, 11:34 AM (370 Views) | |
| Golgotha | Jun 6 2011, 11:34 AM Post #1 |
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I could live in a hole
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The sun beat down a new on Roach's tanned skin, she looked down at the bottle of liquid in her hand and stuck her tongue out, it was practically green and the label had long faded but nevertheless, it was still factory packed and the plastic container had no split, so it was drinkable. She had stopped outside an old petrol station in the West of Texas, a disgusting little ghost town, decrepit and gnarled grew up around her, she hadn't met a single soul but the hurried passing of men in the shadows did chill her slightly, despite the broad daylight. She thought she was alone but obviously she was wrong. She opened the cap and gulped down some of the liquid before pouring the rest down her body which now glinted a perfect brown, darker than the very soil between her toes... |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 6 2011, 11:46 AM Post #2 |
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Funkay Fresh Judo Mastah
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Two months after his encounter with Jesse, Goy was back on the road again. His skin had left his body, and he covered his head with a dirty scarf to hide his ghoulism. He stepped slowly through an empty and dusty town he had been through en route to brick so long ago, and here he had stayed, alone, for almost a week. Goy was on his way back to Bucket town, and was going to be very careful about exposing himself this time around. Then he felt something. A presence. He had the feeling he'd see someone he'd remember for many years ahead. He speed walked around a dark corner between two building to reveal a young woman. She was pouring liquid on herself to keep cool. Goy still wasn't planning to be hospitable, but he wanted to see what she was doing in the middle of nowhere? "Hello?" Goy spoke loudly to the woman. "What is your name? What are you doing here?" |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 6 2011, 11:53 AM Post #3 |
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I could live in a hole
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The sound of a eerily ghoulish voice broke the deathly silence otherwise punctuated only by dusty footsteps and creaking timber. It was gravely and rocky at once and the tongue sounded almost to dry for speech. Roach flipped herself around and noted in all too much detail a semi-ghoulified man, skin peeling to reveal red raw flesh and a dirty scarf covering some of his un-Godly face. Her instinct told her to flee but she was much more than instinct so she took a few steps back, more in recoiling from his features than anything. "I am Roach, tribal...you are?" She was not prepared for niceties and was happy to bid the monster farewell and head onwards to wherever it was she was drifting too, only then did she remember she was dripping wet and in a sudden realization of humanity that normally would breeze over her, she clutched at her skimpy garments to try and cover herself, any other man or raider, she would have no trouble this thing didn't deserve the luxury, "I'll be happy to be on my way if you'll leave me, I don't need trouble from the likes...of you." |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 6 2011, 12:05 PM Post #4 |
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Funkay Fresh Judo Mastah
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Goy chuckled at the ignorant little girl, and replied "The likes of me? Hehehehe....oh, you poor thing. You should think before you speak. I might be your salvation. But your attitude...." he turned around during his pause, ".... I might also be your end." He slowly walked with in 15 feet of this "Roach" woman and extended his hand. With his raspy and accented (and also muffled, due to the scarf) voice let out a grim "My name is Goy Deat. I am a hit-man, and tribal like yourself." A few moments passed, but he kept his position, his still remaining dreadlocks flowing in the wind with his scarf. |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 6 2011, 12:52 PM Post #5 |
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Roach physically gulped as the man stepped forward, she was a little more than frightened, for this man was strong and powerful looking. And at the words of 'hit-man' and the extent of a long ghoulish hand, she stepped back again, her eyes searching for her counterparts true notions. He seemed intent on making something of this chance meeting and Roach wasn't prepared for full on combat. "Don't do anything stupid Mr. Goy, I don't want any trouble, I'ma just going to be on my way here, a fellow tribal will surely leave a girl like me alone huh?" Just to make sure she felt for that newly acquired pistol and clutched at it yet she didn't draw. She had never fired a single shot off in her life properly and preferred her spear but it was slung over her back and by the time she drew, she may have a gun pointing in her temple. "So leave me alone...now," she practically growled. |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 6 2011, 01:06 PM Post #6 |
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Funkay Fresh Judo Mastah
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Goy gave a nasty glare as Roach reached for her pistol. "What is this? I offer peace and you dare draw a gun on me?" Goy put his hand on his own weapon, but instead of hesitating, he immediately pulled it on her and pointed towards her head. "You better get you hand off that weapon, or black is the next thing you will see." Several long, stressful seconds passed. He continued: "I'll give a choice. I can disarm and execute you, we can fight hand to hand and fairly, or you can walk. Choose." |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 6 2011, 01:10 PM Post #7 |
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Roach felt the sering cold of metal and realised she hadn't been as stealthy as she had initially considered, she dropped the pistol and stepped back. Bearing her palms she growled again at the man, fear drying up like the morning dew. "The honourable path of melee combat seems appropriate!" She spoke in a tribal infliction she reckoned her attacker would likely understand for it was a prevalent tongue throughout the tribes of the mid-west. With that she turned and ran ten paces before turning and leaning forward slightly, stamping her thigh down hard into the mud. |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 6 2011, 01:27 PM Post #8 |
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"So you choose violence..... Very well." Goy replied, throwing pistol to the side. He pulled out the other and threw it as well, along with his hand cannon and knife. He at last threw behind his scarf, exposing his whole face. Goy knew how to take a few punches as well as dish them out. Goy stood ready for a fight. His hands were in fists and he bent his knees, preparing for a punch or grapple. "What are you waiting for? Take the first swing!" |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 7 2011, 02:19 AM Post #9 |
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"Spare me your tricks ghoul," Roach started and stayed in her position without moving, the man was aggravating more than worrying now and she would be happy to be done with the encounter. She breathed heavy and worked the man down with her eyes, looking for weaknesses, ghoulification, old wounds not yet healed. And then in another split second she darted away further back into the husk of the ancient city. Biding her time was odd for her but she decided it was best to be certain that she would come out on top of this. Goy was sure to follow and if not she would take him with his back turned. |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 7 2011, 12:35 PM Post #10 |
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When Roach started to run, Goy gave a sigh of relief. He was happy he didn't get in a fist fight with the bigot bitch. He didn't feel like exhausting himself. He was going to exercise this evening. Instead, he quickly picked up his hand cannon and a pistol, both were loaded, and he shot off after the woman. He wanted to make something out of this encounter. Goy was prepared to run off after her, but saw her pass behind a building. Goy turned towards the nearest route to the street she'd be on, which was conveniently just a couple of yards to his right. He quickly got on the road and spotted Roach. Within seconds Goy had pointed his unfired hand cannon at her and shot. If it hit, it wouldn't kill her, but disable her. The recoil almost dislocated Goy's arm, but he needed to catch this Roach woman. |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 7 2011, 12:54 PM Post #11 |
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She heard the explosion and moments later, felt the tearing of flesh as a projectile the size of a small cannon ball blasted itself into her arm, if it had been just a few inches to the right it may have hit her head or trapezius, either way she would have severed the CNS leading to paralysis or worse, death. She fell to the floor with a thud and blood immediately began to pour from the wound which was covered in dirt. She cursed the man for not sticking to his promise as she went down but as a blinding light thrusted into her eyes, she sobbed for the first time since she was a little girl. She tried to drag herself towards the cover but gave in and simply rolled to her side. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breathing and she watched Goy from the distance. What would happen now? |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 7 2011, 01:12 PM Post #12 |
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Goy grabbed his shoulder as the blow-back from his hand cannon had, as mention before, almost dislocated his arm. The gun had flung back behind him. He would have gone to pick it up if he had not saw that his target was still living. He ran to the downed Roach with his pistol in his hand being held tight, the intent of finally pulling the trigger on the filthy, fleeing wretch. But when he closed in, he heard sobbing. His chest had an odd feel to it and he began to choke up. For the first time since his childhood, he asked himself, what have I done? Roach had a considerably bad gun wound on her arm, that bled more than even Goy was comfortable seeing. He wanted to help her. He knelt down beside the injured woman and tore some clothe from the shirt under his coat and wrapped it around the mortal wound. He started to speak, almost in tears from guilt; "Are you alright?" his voice rang,but he continued, "You went back on the promise. Instead of fighting you ran..." The moment he blamed Roach his wrongs (although not completely his fault) it seemed very ignorant to lecture her when he had done the most damage. "There are supplies here. Medicine... food... although I ask that I take your things. You will not need them. When you decide to leave, they will be dead weights. It will be many days before you are fit to use any weapons or equipment." "You have my most sincere apologies." |
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 7 2011, 01:21 PM Post #13 |
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Roach faded in and out of consciousness, no idea if she'd come out on the other side but the man's voice seemed oddly lyrical and comforting even those it might have been him that ended her. For some reason she smiled and touched the man gently on the shoulder, quite contrary to how she thought she should act, she pushed some of her things over to the stranger and with that, passed out. If she came back, she didn't know what she would do...probably find Mr. Goy and question him... |
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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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| XeroSnake | Jun 7 2011, 01:43 PM Post #14 |
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Roach had passed out but not before showing Goy a bit of compassion. She smiled at him and pushed him some of her equipment. He picked up the gifts and slowly, and regrettably, walked away. He was hoping to stay and help Roach back on her feet, but he knew nothing of of medicine or healing.... he only knew violence. This made itself evident. While focusing on his victim's kindness, he hadn't recognized his own. He helped this woman, and possibly had saved her life. That night Goy fell asleep hoping that this woman, with no truly kind words and had taught him so much in one bout than he could learn in months of contemplation, would wake up and talk to him again on a much better occasion.
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"BEHOLD!" An old man dressed like a Wizard screams at the top of his lungs. He holds an empty bottle of whiskey and his long use-to-be-white beard is all gray and crusty. "Wizard" as you know keep calling him in your mind, is standing next to a cardboard box with "THE CASTL" painted on it. Suddenly, it's all you see. Everything except for Wizard and his box turns to white. Congratulations. You have entered the first level of hell. Goy Deat, the Tribal assassin! Matthew Erikson, the timid theif! | |
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| Golgotha | Jun 7 2011, 01:46 PM Post #15 |
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I'm siding Roach away for now, her death is left open, for we may never know but for now I am pursuing my interest in a new raider girl. This meeting was short and to the point but Xero was quite happy to help him and I hope those rewards go to good use! |
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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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