Jay O'Noole: What Happened Then

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OOC:

ATTENTION!! IMPORTANT!!
This is *NOT* the beginning of my char's story. If you want to see how the whole deal went down (which I STRONGLY recommend you if you're decided to participate on this one) take a look at Interplay's Active Roleplaying board ( http://webboard.interplay.com:8080/~roleplaying ), Fallout setting, threads 'Please save my daughter', 'As the group blablabla', 'The Depot Battle', and 'The City of Pain'. I STRONGLY recommend you reading at least the last one.

ATTENTION!!
Also, events in this thread are meant to take place approximately SIMULTANEOUSLY with actions of the 'City of Pain' group. So, if you're to RP here, check the IP board regularly (once a day or two).

I moved my char here especially because I wanted to introduce new people into the storyline (but the 'oldies' are welcome too :), not just new chars, but new PEOPLE to RP them so that they'd more likely be different. If you're kinda prominent here :) and don't want such experiments here, just yell at me and I'll move it back... or somewhere else maybe.

Further details follow after the IC text.

** ->> BASIC RULE: NO GOD MODDING ALLOWED, PUNISHABLE BY DEATH! <<- **

:) But I'm serious.


IC

> Five minutes later, Skynet could see a male figure
> leaving the light of the campfire, getting smaller
> and smaller, farther and farther, and eventually
> disappearing beyond the horizon...

> -"Fascinating," Skynet said to himself. (He learned
> that already!) "I may have to spend the whole night
> processing the data."

> Jay was travelling all night. He shall forever
> remember New Reno as 'the city of pain'.

A week passed since then.

Now, Jay was about to arrive back to his home town, Gradysville. He was planning to settle down there... for real, this time. He was trying to remember his old friends from the town, the childhood he had spent there, to at least partially repell the sorrow of losing Leela and leaving her and the others in the middle of the wasteland... he still felt it was the best he could have done, however.

The town's panorama finally opened before him... and it made Jay lose his breath. The whole town had been turned into ruins. Smoking ruins and ashes, not a single house remained standing.
-"NOOOO!!"
Jay fell on his knees. The scene crushed him. He quickly got up and ran towards the sinister place, propelled by the desire to find any survivors.
He could see a large band of people disappearing on the horizon. It was obviously a very large group.

OOC:

Well, any survivors around here?

Some decisions about the storyline that were already made:
-- The Squat is now New Shady Sands, a growing town belonging to the NCR.
-- Reno hasn't changed much, 'cept the Salvatores are gone (perrished after Enclave stopped supplying them with enrg weaponry; I think Renesco must be very pleased :)
-- The SAD is now under BoS control.
-- Modoc is okay.
-- NCR respects VC independence.
-- Remnants of the Enclave have been dealt with. (But there may still be some *real* ones!)


Follows the description of Jay (I've altered it a bit):

Basical
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Name: Jay O'Noole
ST 7, PE 8, EN 7, CH 7, IN 9, AG 7, LK 5
(yes, it's a bit over the SPECIAL system possibilities)

Brown eyes, rather longer but not really long (dunno what the style is called and I'm really bad at describing stuff) dark brown hair.

Height 179 cm, weight 65 kg. Left-hander but not dominant.


Skills: Pistols, Rifles. Bartering, he's also fairly efficient as a negotiator. Capable of learning quite quickly (no demigod exaggerations). Science is not a skill, but he's able to get the point. Didn't have many opportunities to learn IT etc. so far. About 85%.

Weapons of Choice: Sniper Rifle, 14mm Pistol, .233 Pistol.

Armor: New suit of Metal Armor MkII.


Background (history before entering the storyline)
--------------------------------------------------

Jay was born in the town of Gradysville (is it?). When he was nine, the Great Khan raid took place, almost destroying the town. Jay was among the seventy survivors. Since then, he disapproves killing. For these reasons, he was originally attempting to master hand to hand fighting techniques, but without a major success. Instead, he learned to control the sniper rifle ("if I have to kill them, at least they won't suffer"). When he grown up, he was mostly travelling with caravans. On the road, he mastered the 14mm and .233 pistols very well. He was also attempting to learn the art of negotiating, but he sometimes makes... well, let's call it 'a wrong estimation of the situation'. He eventually took over the caravan business, but was recently forced to sell the equipment in Redding for the business faded out (can I say something like that in English?). He sometimes gets very emotive about things. He's also quite idealist.

History (during the storyline)
------------------------------

Helped Leela and the others wipe out the Clan of White Death around Gradysville. Then followed the group to New Reno and Modoc, beginning to uncover a deceptive conspiracy against Leela Pryde, led by a man calling himself 'the Vindicator'. He fell in love with Leela, forming a triangle with Dash Calhoon, another member of the group. Leela eventually chose Dash, which caused Jay to leave the group and travel back to Gradysville... the rest you know.

Whooa, now you know everything, and I mean *everything* about my character. ;)

So I hope I find some 'serious partners' here, and if not... I'll have to try again. :)

_____________________________________
DJ Slamák, UIN 95408584... and stuff.
 
Coming home...

OOC:

Hi Folks! :)

Well, after careful consideration,I decided to join and play a character in which I've been thinking for some time...
Yes, she's different from Leela :) although I'll let you figure it out gradually.

Here we go!

IC:

*Coming Home*

The young woman walked under the unclemment desert sun. It'd been over a week since she left San Fran... But her face showed determination and joy, for soon she'd be home with her family.

Small and extremely feminine, her agile body kept moving on, in a gracious way. Her harmonious face, of dark eyes and a sensual little mouth, was concentrated in looking forward to her arrival.

Her long black hair was twisted in a long trance, that fell on her back.

She was wearing a c.a., although in the chest we could see some kind of ideogram draw. And a golden pendant was in an discreet colar around her delicate neck.

Along with her backpack, we could see an assault rifle that seemed specially designed or althered.

She took a long sip from her cantile and checked her compass... Yes, she was very close now.

The only thing disturbing was the sound of shots and detonations she heard not long ago. And now, looking at the horizon, dark smoke poluted the monotone desert landscape.

She ran. Ran as fast as she could. Readied her rifle, this time would be better to take whatever enemy from a distance.

And soon she had the confirmation. WHat she was fearing was true.

Gradysville, her hometown, leveled to ashes.

Her parent's store... burned to the ground. Among the ruins of the entrance, she found her sister's doll.

Pressed it against her heart. <font color=pink>"This is not happening, oh no..."</font>

She run around, in disbelief, trying to find a single soul. The shock was such that all she could do was let the tears roll down her face. On the horizon, strange figures moved away. But Pearl still had hope...

She heard a scream.
<font color=#CCCCCC>"NOoooooooooo!"</font>

She ran looking for it... At least one person out there!
Wipping away the tears, she ran and found Jay running... towards her?

OOC:

Here we go... She spent at least the last five years in San Fran. May be Jay knew her, may be they remember each other from childhood (or not). I'll leave it to you,DJ:)


[]s!
Leela
UIN 5928457
"Carpe diem!"
 
Coming home...

OOC:

Hi Folks! :)

Well, after careful consideration,I decided to join and play a character in which I've been thinking for some time...
Yes, she's different from Leela :) although I'll let you figure it out gradually.

Here we go!

IC:

*Coming Home*

The young woman walked under the unclemment desert sun. It'd been over a week since she left San Fran... But her face showed determination and joy, for soon she'd be home with her family.

Small and extremely feminine, her agile body kept moving on, in a gracious way. Her harmonious face, of dark eyes and a sensual little mouth, was concentrated in looking forward to her arrival.

Her long black hair was twisted in a long trance, that fell on her back.

She was wearing a c.a., although in the chest we could see some kind of ideogram draw. And a golden pendant was in an discreet colar around her delicate neck.

Along with her backpack, we could see an assault rifle that seemed specially designed or althered.

She took a long sip from her cantile and checked her compass... Yes, she was very close now.

The only thing disturbing was the sound of shots and detonations she heard not long ago. And now, looking at the horizon, dark smoke poluted the monotone desert landscape.

She ran. Ran as fast as she could. Readied her rifle, this time would be better to take whatever enemy from a distance.

And soon she had the confirmation. WHat she was fearing was true.

Gradysville, her hometown, leveled to ashes.

Her parent's store... burned to the ground. Among the ruins of the entrance, she found her sister's doll.

Pressed it against her heart. "This is not happening, oh no..."

She run around, in disbelief, trying to find a single soul. The shock was such that all she could do was let the tears roll down her face. On the horizon, strange figures moved away. But Pearl still had hope...

She heard a scream.
"NOoooooooooo!"

She ran looking for it... At least one person out there!
Wipping away the tears, she ran and found Jay running... towards her?

OOC:

Here we go... She spent at least the last five years in San Fran. May be Jay knew her, may be they remember each other from childhood (or not). I'll leave it to you,DJ:)


[]s!
Leela
UIN 5928457
"Carpe diem!"
 
RE: Coming home...

OOC: Good, so I won't have to move this line back to the Interplay's after all :)
>> she's different from Leela :)
The description seems pretty much the same...
>> although I'll let you figure it out gradually.
Uh-huh. :)

Bad news - no HTML here :(
Btw how was the 2nd song? :)


IC:
>> She ran looking for it... At least one person >> out there!
>> Wipping away the tears, she ran and found Jay >> running... towards her?

Jay stopped just a meter from the girl, looking at her desperately.
-"What happened here?!" She seemed somewhat familiar to him, but he didn't pay much attention to that at the moment.
-"I don't know myself.. I just heard gunfire when I was coming here and then I saw the town almost leveled with the ground and-"
-"Hey... you..." The two turned to see where the voice was coming from. The sight of the local bartender creeping towards them and still clutching his trusty shotgun surprised them.

<Leela: If Pearl has reasonable doctor skills you may try to save him.>

-"What happened?"
-"They.. they came. Lots of'em... Bastards... killed ev'ryone..."
-"What did they want?"
-"Dunno... said someone was hiding... hiding slaves here... Wanted'em back."
-"And they didn't want to give them up?"
-"Right. So they... killed... ev'ryone..."

Jay remembered the strange conversation he heard in Reno. This also reminded him of everything that happened in the City of Pain.... but he had to shake that out of his head or he'd turn mad. The strange dialogue was the main thing that concerned him. So it wasn't over? He couldn't believe that..
-"The Vindicator..."
-"What?" Pearl turned to him.
-"Eh? Oh, never mind."


OOC: Fine, go ahead.

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DJ Slamák, UIN 95408584... and stuff.
 
Moving on

OOC:

Hi Slámak

Well seems that Elan's lyrics are mainly about desilusion (which goes with the mood of Fallout)

IC:

Pearl answers:
"I don't know too much, but I can help."

And starts treating the man, giving him first aid.

"I should have been here... my parents wrote me, saying some Clan of White Death was threatening the city... May be I could have done something to prevent this!"

Pearl's face was taciturn. She looked at the horizon, the silhouettes moving away.

"Hey Miss, aren't you the daughter of Ethan and Louise from the General Store? I was your father's costumer all my life..." says the man

"Yes I am..." She replies, turning at him. 'Or was...', she thinks.

She raises and says:
"Listen,I don't know about you two, but I don't want to let those slavers go unpunished. I'm going after them while I can."

"Bye" she says, and starts walking out of the former town of Gradysville.

OOC:
Hummm...

[]s
Leela
UIN 5928457
"Carpe Diem"
 
RE: Moving on

OOC:
> Well seems that Elan's lyrics are mainly about
> desilusion (which goes with the mood of Fallout

Oh, it's not like that at all. I just picked two songs I personally like because they're different from the others. (Don't care what they say, the Dangerous Cargo was the *best* album ever! :D ) They mostly sing about love, among the other (often delusive) topics. Wanna hear something more 'typical' for them? :D

IC:

> "I should have been here... my parents wrote
> me, saying some Clan of White Death was
> threatening the city... May be I could have
> done something to prevent this!"

-"This wasn't the Clan. The Clan's been already... taken care of." Jay paused. "Long story. Now wait a second, do you happen to be the daughter of Ethan and Louise from the general store? The one who went to San Francisco six years ago?"
-"Yes I am..." She replies, turning at him. 'Or was...', she thinks. "And do I know you?"
-"Jay O'Noole is my name."
Her eyes seemed to widen a little. "O'Noole... A caravan guard, right?" (She didn't remember him as a caravan owner.)
Jay kicked away a piece of metal with a barely legible sign on it that read, "O'NOOLE CARAVAN LTD." For a moment he wondered how it got there, it's been some three months after all. "Formerly," he answered.

> She raises and says:
> "Listen,I don't know about you two, but I don't
> want to let those slavers go unpunished. I'm
> going after them while I can."

Jay ran to her to stop her. "Wait! That's madness!"
-"So what?"
-"Can't you see how plentiful they are? They'll simply slaughter us if we attempt anything."
-"So what do you think we should do?!" She said, angry. Jay was at a loss.


OOC:

I sure hope we don't stay alone here.
 
Moving on

OOC:

Ja, Slámak, I'd like to hear some Élan love songs :)
And hummm may be we could invite some players?

IC:

Pearl dropped the bad temper. In her eyes was a shadow of sadness.
"O'Nulle, I know they can slaughter us. But we gotta DO something! We can at least follow them so we don't loose their track, till we find some help or some way to deffeat them"

"Those people killed everyone here, including my parents and my small sister. I don't care how long it takes, if I cas stop them from murdering innocents, I will...Besides there's nothing we can make here in these ruins..."

She looked around, holding back the tears.

OOC:
And so we go.

[]s
Leela
UIN 5928457
"Carpe Noctem"
 
RE: Moving on

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-10-00 AT 04:40PM (GMT)[p]Jay nodded and decided.
-"[font color=#CCCCCC]Fine. You're right. Let's go."
Pearl started running in the direction where the troops had vanished.
-"[font color=#CCCCCC]Whoa, wait for me!"
-"Hey, hold your horses," the bartender said. The two stopped and turned to him. "Could you take me with you? There's nothing to do in this big pile of junk that used to be Gradysville anymore."


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DJ Slamák, UIN 95408584... and stuff.
 
Moving on

IC:

Pearl answered with a smile:
"Sure, you're welcome. Can you use that gun you pointed at us?"

Soon later, they walk to the horizon. The group in the distance continued moving on.

OOC:

Hey people don't be shy :) Join!

[]s
Leela
*Carpe Diem!*
 
RE: Moving on

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-11-00 AT 08:05PM (GMT)[p]____________________________________________
[font color=#FFFF00]THIS THREAD CONDEMNED

So, this thread has been moved ti Interplay's ARP board
( http://webboard.interplay.com:8080/~roleplaying )
for lack of interest.

DJ Slamák.
 
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