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*clap* *clap clap* "I'm gonna go to hell when I die!" *clap* *clap clap*

The pain was excruciating. Nothing like he ever felt before. He screamed at the top of his lungs. His companions looked at him and freeze in shock. They could see the cause of Wolfs’ pain: A monster, huge but flat with an enormous mouth filled with sharp teeth sank part of its mouth on Wolf’s...

It was less then 50 meters before the exit, just a few more steps and they would crawl out of this monster infested stink-hole. Terra was leading the way. Curious how such a young girl could handle herself so well. Guess that’s what New York City does to you. Wolf’s mind was somewhere...

I know, I already read it. And it made and impact on Wolf:He will be more cold and bitter, and perhaps even more violent. Sounds like the beginning of a depression and the returning to hard drinking for a while. Let's see...

The death of two friends is nothing to snicker at. Friends… that was what Wolf thought of Edden and Eric: two new friends that accompanied him in this journey. And to a man who hadn’t had anyone he could call friend in 15 years, well, except for his whiskey flask that is… the loss of their...

OK Then! :D Here is a reminder of my character: Name: Wolf, Richard Sex: Male Age: 40 Height: 1.80 m Weight: 90 kg Skin: Caucasian, rough skin Hair: Black, short Eyes: Green Clothing: Combat boots, black pants, black cotton shirt, long brown jacket, black gloves. Other...

Ok, first of, I would like to apologize for my absence. Sorry guys, Second, I’m here to continue with Wolf if you want me to. What do you say?

So part of the problem was the protesters for being "a bunch of communist sympathizers" and not the conservative up-tight bigot ass-holes that made it a personal issue?

Great post Welsh, loved the references to The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. The story has been kind of slow; I’ll try and post more often to see if the story moves onward.

-Wolf- I didn’t liked this Deeds wanker, didn’t liked him one bit. Sick bastard if I knew one. After doing all I could for the wounded I went towards Jake. We and I never talked much in this trip but I liked his attitude. I sat on the ground next to him. My body seemed to weight...

hehehe Frank Horrigan: “You’ll die mutie!” Chosen One: “Yeah, sure pal, anything you say, just land over your wallet and cell phone, ‘cause I need the chips if I’m gonna fllyyyyy!!!”

humm... I think I got one a llooong time agor. One of the fakes is shown to you by that drunk in NCR that works for Westin, the other is said by that guy at the bar at the entrance of NCR, near the slave pens...

Don't use the cure, get wasted all the time, spend all your money on jet, like a real addict... makes an interesting game...

chess? dunno what you're talking about if it's chess, don't think it's possible to win... I could never do it

have really really high perception, go to new remo and buy the..voice thingie, get work at ncr eventually you'll find vault 13. (I think perception is enough, don't know if outdoorsman's necessary).

The internet is a sick sick place.. I'm going to gouge my eyes out, now...

lol, ok ok, and I agree...

humm... and why's that?

It is easy, but I agree that Dr Strangelove is a fantastic movie.

Actually, Nedved pays both those positions, and all the games I saw of the Czech I saw him playing very well as a left-winger, so I stick with him for that place, can’t think of a better person to do it. I realize that my strategy probably lacks a more defensive midfielder like Costinha, but...