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| "Boneyarders of the world - Unite!"; an experimental Isaac solo | |
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| Platon | Jan 1 2018, 02:14 PM Post #1 |
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The Prophet of Toast
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"You've heard the news?" the ex-campaigner said after stomping down into the basement. Stickers and flyers littered the floor like a carpet, and on the wall hung an idealized portrait of the immortal ruler Shane Blackman, whose followers still idealized him even in defeat. There must have been eight of them there, but they all turned their heads as the leader marched up to the table and slammed his fist down. "I just got back from the town square and goddamn is it a circlejerk over there. Forty fucking boneyarders with jet-eyes and their raggedy-ass skeleton bodies, all laughing and dancing and shaking hands with that rat-bearded fuck of a mayor. I don't easily get sick, but fuck me was it a disgusting sight. 'Comrade Isaac' walking around kissing babies, hugging old women, smiling and nodding like a timid little cuck. He was wearing some ugly striped suit, but you can still smell the boneyard on that slimy subhuman. He's got that grease about himself, all of them do. He's got all his hair stuffed into a big crochet cap, and the beard looks like someone just glued pubes to his mouth. Hell, the suit wasn't even big enough for him - it ended like, just below the knees." He slouched down in a chair, and the other campaigners gathered around as he continued: "It's messed up, seeing boneyarders in Bucket Town. None of the locals dared go outside. You could see them cowering in their doorways or hurrying by in a rush if they had to cross the town square. Madame Rose and all her hookers had gathered on the balcony of La Ranchero, looking down on them with disdain. She'll never admit it, but she and all her girls feel just like we do. It's a disgrace, seeing all those animals waltz around as if they own the place. And the worst part is that one of those animals somehow got to be mayor over our town." A round of grunts and snarls went around the room. The boss spat on the floor. "It's not right. The Boneyard hasn't done shit for Bucket Town, and every day now - boneyarders are moving in and setting up tents and asking for jobs." "That's nothing new though!" an angry little man added. "Boneyarders have been trying to come here since the dawn of time. They're like rats." "Hey fuck you!" the boss roared - nobody ever interrupred him. Then, after the room had been made quiet again he continued: "Yeah, but back then this was a Bucket Town-kind of town. The council was made up of bucket townies, and worked for bucket townies. Finn, Madame Rose and all those traders made sure to raise the prices just enough so boneyarders wouldn't afford to hang around. But now? Forget it. They're bringing their own trade. Madame Rose won't ever be caught dead with a blubbery-lipped hobo in La Ranchero, but there's boneyard whores on the streets now. Just the other night I saw a bunch of them working the corners, looking like deflated blow-up dolls. A sane human being wouldn't touch that shit with a five foot pole, but boneyarders were raised with that garbage." |
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Herman Higueras -HC- Appearance Scrawny, dark-colored ghoul. Black patches of hair, lacking an upper lip. Equipment Armor: Packrat's Clothing. Weapons: Phazer, Switchblade. Level: 3 Jarmuk Level: 2 Isaac -HC- - Mayor of Bucket Town ______________________________________________________________ The Platon | |
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| Platon | Jan 1 2018, 02:31 PM Post #2 |
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"And you know how it is." The boss said after the first cigars had been passed around. He was a smart guy, who knew about big stuff like economics - so when he said 'you know how it is', the others always leaned in close. "Once there's a market for it, however niched, it's going to expand. Boneyarders will go to boneyard hookers, who will raise more money for the boneyard pimps - who will bring more hookers to attract more customers. Then? Build a brothel, then hire more boneyarders to work the bar, to guard the door. Soon enough La Ranchero will have some real competition, and since more boneyarders come flooding in every day - that competition is going to become a massacre. Won't be long before Madame Rose herself will be working in her competitor's whorehouse, giving handjobs to that blubbery-lipped hobo who she had refused to even let enter her own brothel. And that's just the start! Finn will have to become a welder in the boneyarders junkyard, Trapper Trek will be sweeping the floors of some tramp's general store. In just a year, bucket townies will have become second-class citizens. And it's all because of Comrade Isaac and his filthy fucking agenda. He's opening the flood gates for those based degenerates to come in and take our town. You should have heard him on the Town Square. He's actually offering them jobs. So, get this, the council made him 'Chief of the Copperton Airforce'. Which is fine, right? It's an empty title. We don't have an airforce; so it's an empty title. But at the same time he can't complain that the council is working against him - they just gave him authority! It was a perfect plan. Until some shifty asshat comes and tells him there's some abandoned airbase twenty miles from Bucket Town. "Platte Listening Station" or some shit like that. Now 'Comrade Isaac' is starting an expedition to get it up and running. He's recruiting boneyarders, adventurers, anyone who's willing to get up and check the place out. Not only is this going to give the boneyarders a reason to come here and work, but if that airbase starts making planes and shit - he's going to be in charge of an actual airforce. He sighed a cloud of smoke, shaking his head in frustration. "I don't know, it's fucked up shit. I can't help but feeling we were this close to winning the election, but that we somewhere just fucked up. Shane would have been furious at how cucked our people have become. If Isaac gets to actually become dangerous, the true sons of Bucket Town are going to have to stand up and fight him."
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Herman Higueras -HC- Appearance Scrawny, dark-colored ghoul. Black patches of hair, lacking an upper lip. Equipment Armor: Packrat's Clothing. Weapons: Phazer, Switchblade. Level: 3 Jarmuk Level: 2 Isaac -HC- - Mayor of Bucket Town ______________________________________________________________ The Platon | |
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| Blue | Jan 8 2018, 05:42 PM Post #3 |
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This was a cool RP Plat. I could really get behind you writing more small pieces like this. It's great that we get lots of perspective on Isaac so we can see how he works as a leader. I applaud you for exploring the negatives of his brief reign as mayor. I would like to see more more insight into Isaac and his direct ruling but this was also cool to see. You crafted a cool bossman character and I loved his view of Bucket Town and Isaac, and he painted a beautiful picture of himself with his speech. If you keep up this series I would like to see some form of him again if the story comes back in this direction. Hard to do rewards for such a small piece but here you go:
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Gilbert Rose Level 5 S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 3 5 3 8 6 9 6 Weapons: Type 57 Machinepistol, Stun Grenades Short, thick brown hair and beard, lanky and surefooted. "Doctor" Jasper Cobb Level 1 -HC- S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 4 6 6 3 10 6 5 Weapons: Scalpel Short, with round features, looks unsettling to most. Sebastian Coates Level 1 -HC- S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 7 3 6 6 4 7 7 Weapons: Homemade Shotgun, Cultist Knife (Tier 1) Average height, bulky for a ghoul. Sun Apr 30, 1:17:19pm cewebwalz: your my spaghetti daddy blue Tue June 19, 9:52:57pm lonesomedrifter23: ^Blue the best mod in the business | |
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