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"Hey, it's pretty cramped in here, man." Hollored Cobalt as he took the wheel, Cougar seemed to grace in his own magnetic personality and come to think of it his ego was the truth, the Rangers had just picked up two extras.
Night sky shimmered with grace as dark blue nebula-like clouds drove across the stars. To make room for the two arivals Epsilon had removed the top of the hum-vee, it had taken an hour or two to unbolt the roof and pack it into a side compartment but it was worth it, the craped conditions would haven caused the group to cook in the warm wasteland environment.
Glass Jaw was facinated by Nikita's charisma but she seem to ignore his look. Gougar laid on his back as the wind clawed at his face, he watched in delight as the sky stared put, motionless, while the ground sped away.
Dawson looked up to the dust-ridden man who went by the name, Reptile.
Reptile gleed at Dawson, "I take it, those were your caravans? No?"
Dawson huffed, "Yeah, damn Slavers... my guess is that they enslaved most of the caravan but killed the guards."
"So now we're heading to New Reno?" Asked the man in delight.
"Yeah and we're gonna kill those goddamn slavers who attacked our caravan!" Dawson said, hate filled.

Bad Luck: By the way, the first battle be coming up pretty soon.
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Dec-24-00 AT 02:32PM (GMT)[p]"Hey stop!"said Norika,"Lend me a binoculars!"
"Here."said Glass Jaw.
"Those are the ones which attacked us.......that bitch over there is still carrying my M4A1....damn!" announces Norika in anger, hoping to kill those slavers at once.
OOC: And yes Norika is that kind of Charsmatic type.
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Dec-25-00 AT 02:24AM (GMT)[p]Joshua Rayn lied on the roof, lurking down to the New Reno main street. The roof was still pleasantly warm, even though the sun had set almost and hour ago. He lit a cig, still observing the people going about their own businesses on the street.

He smiled.

There was no apparent reason for that, he just felt like doing it.

He lived on the roof, in a fairly large maintenance shack. He liked it there, as none of the junkies or pimps had found it yet. And compared to the usual state of buildings these days, it was really pretty nice and cozy.

He made his living by repairing the gambling machines down at the casinos, but hadn't had anything to do with the owners of the places. He was a freelancer, and not really working for anyone full time.

After a while of lying on the roof, he put out his cig, spit over the roof's edge down to the street and got up. It was time to go to sleep.
 
Bad Luck: Welcome Zudah!

Dawson graciously snatched the binoculars off Norika who didn't say a word.
Dawson could see several leather armour-clad guards and a tall oriental women with a rather obese and sluggish man welding what looked like a sawn-off shotgun.
"Thi Chen, that's the 'bitch', Norika who stole your M4 and killed most of your caravan, looks like they've got themselves fome more slaves." His tone was heartfelt and full of hate.
The dusty wanderer sat up promptly, Reptile as he was known had talked much during the journey until now.
"Slavers" he snorted, "scum of the wasteland."
"Damn right!" Acknowlegded Epsilon.
Cobalt changed gear and the loaded hum-vee sped towards the slavers and their captives.
"Those captives aren't part of our caravan? But that is the slaver who attacked us?" Said a confused Norika.
"You heard something?" said the deep-voiced guard as he continued their trek across the dusty road.
Thi Chen looked to her right, a huge ball of dust was speeding towards them. Her voice was forceful and she looked like the type who had no remourse. "Guards! Lock and load!"
The burly fat, Buddy Hicks, loaded his sawn-off shotgun with two shells, he too was a Slave Master along with Thi Chen.
"Yeah, give those goddamn Rangers hell!" He obviously knew that Rangers were prominant figure-heads in this part of the Californian wasteland, he had all the hallmarks of a bruiser, his dented face, burst capilaries in his nose and his squiten eyes.
The Ranger's hum-vee was gaining speed.

Bad Luck: The first battle, as I promised.
 
Slaver: Shit it does'nt
Seem like they are slowing down at all...

Another one: They will.... *He smashes in a magasine with .45 into the SMG......


Norika: Yeahaaaa... *She pulls out the G34 Pistol(1) Reptile: Here take this.... he hands over a silver colored .357 Magnum revolver...
Norika: Thanks any spare ammo....
Reptile: Here he hands over a small yellow paperbox... i think it is 12 rounds there....

Dawson: Aim for that wagon over ther it looks like a armory or something....

Driver (who is it): Yes Sir...

Slaver: Fuck they came against us....
Buddy: *Puts a smg into the belt*... FIRE SHOOOT THOSE FUcKERS!!!!!!
Chen: YAAAAAAA.... *she empties the magasine against the jeep and the others fall join her....

Glass Jaws: GET DOWN.......

...The powerfull jeep runs over a small wall, then it runs right on the wagon that serves at the raiders armory.... The raider closes runs away.... And as the dust and smoke slowly dissapears it is totaly quit....
Then the hell is lose The rangers jumps out of the car bursting whit their HK P90cs.... And Norika stands up the powerfull magnum rounds totaly vipes out the closes slaver and the fast and agile G34 is backing up....
Reptile Stands up.... A SHort burs ends the first raider....
Then another riader fires and reptiles left arm is hit....

Reptile: AARGH!!!! whit hes right hand he aims at the slaver who shot him the steady stream of 5mm JHPs totaly rip the raider apart.....

Ranger: FUCK YOU!!!! he throws a Grenade at a wagon....

(1) wtf is that sounds scearing much like a plasma....
 
Norika:Hey you!
"Bitch":What....? Damn!
Norika pushed the G34 straight into the female slaver, leaving a few tunnels when she pulls it out.
Norika:That will teach you for stealing!
 
(OOC) Hey, are you guys still coming to New Reno even though you found the foes already? Maybe you could come for some new supplies or something...

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Don't buy furs, it takes trees to make protest signs.
 
New Reno will play a major part of the story really soon, that's where the Rangers are heading.
 
Bad Luck: Cobalt was driving, here's a list of all the Ranger's for future reference;
1) Ranger Ulrich Cougar, long haired Mad Max-like guy.
2) Ranger Joshua Cobalt, black American, pretty muscle-bound (probably the team's heavy weapon guy).
3) Ranger Conrad Epsilon, tall sneaky type.
4) Ranger Louis Dawson, diplomat.
5) Medic Carlson "Glass Jaw" Ferric, weedy doctor.

Anyway, here's my post:

Cougar aimed his HK P90c and emptied his clip in to a nearby guard, he noticed Thi Chen aiming her sniper rifle at Reptile but before she could shoot, she was pinned down by Cobalt's suppression fire, it was made clear at this moment that this battle was going to end quickly if the Ranger's were lucky.
Dawson piped a round into the back of one of the guard's cranium, he gloried over the dead bleeding corpse.
Then disaster struck, Epsilon notice Thi Chen taking up a sniper position from behind one of the wagon's, even though she was pinned, she still at line of site of Dawson from underneight the wagon. Epsilon ran at Dawson yelling to him to get down as Cobalt and Cougar fired at the wagon, Chen resistated by the fire, fired at Dawson, the shot flew at his stomach.
"NO!" Shouted Cougar as he ran to the Dawson, another fire missed Cougar's shin. Buddy Hicks had climbed on top of the wagon Thi Chen laying down by, he aimed at Norika with his sawn-off shotgun but he was violently stopped by Reptile who fired a projectile into Buddy's torso.
"Hah, fuck you!" Reptile shouted with anger.
By this time the slaves had ran off in all directions, a handful of guards and Thi Chen ran off to pursue them while the wagon's and the rest of the guards were left to fight the Ranger's off.
Reptile took aim at Buddy's head while he was grounded, he was barely alive.
"No, don't!" Shouted Epsilon, who wanted Buddy alive for information.
Glass Jaw had ran to Dawson's body with a satchel crammed full of Stimpaks in the hope of reviving him, but it was no use, Dawson died of the wounds in Cougar's arms. Then as quick as it had started the rest of the guards were killed and the battle was over.
Reptile, Norika and Cobalt ran to Dawson and Cougar, who was covered in Dawson's blood.
"C'mon Louis," yelled Cougar, "don't die."
Glass Jaw scratched the back of his head, "It's no use, Ulrich, he's... dead." He sighed.
Buddy couged up some more blood, his screams could be heard. Cobalt, Epsilon and Reptile ran to the bleeding fat Slaver master.
Epsilon kneeled down and yelled in the face of Hicks. "Where are the caravan merchants! You enslaved not so far from here!"
Buddy's gurgled laugh could be heard, "Ha, as if.. I'll... tell you, Ranger... there's more Slave Masters..."
"How many?!" shouted Epsilon.
"Thi Chen, and three more... you're powerless against... us." He laughed one more time before he succumbed to his wounds.
"Four?" Asked Reptile.
 
"You wake up and don't pretend to be dead!!" yells Norika, kicking the head of Buddy at the same time.
"Well looks like he's really dead...." sighed Reptile.
"Ok now! We'll bury Louis, get whatever we need from that wagon, and get to Neo Reno for information!" declares Cougar.
Soon they all got into the Hummer and starts driving towards Neo Reno. The empty seat inside reminds them of the death of Louis.
 
Josh Rayn sat on the roof, swinging his feet in the air. He took a long sip of his Nuka Cola and laid back.

"Ahhh... this is the stuff..." he thought. Suddenly his dawdling was interrupted by a loud bang coming from the nearby parking lot. He stood up and looked down. There was a bunch of people standing around a car. They all looked pretty puzzled, except for one man who was cursing very loudly and kicking the car, which by now had started smoking.

"GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT!!" the man yelled, while assaulting the car.

Josh leaned over the edge and yelled "Hey, you need some help with that?"
 
Josh Rayn sat on the roof, swinging his feet in the air. He took a long sip of his Nuka Cola and laid back.

"Ahhh... this is the stuff..." he thought. Suddenly his dawdling was interrupted by a loud bang coming from the nearby parking lot. He stood up and looked down. There was a bunch of people standing around a car. They all looked pretty puzzled, except for one man who was cursing very loudly and kicking the car, which by now had started smoking.

"GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT!!" the man yelled, while assaulting the car.

Josh leaned over the edge and yelled "Hey, you need some help with that?"
 
"Yeah sure! That big metal gone nuts and almost got us killed!" replies Norika.

"Ok....may you all move aside and lemme work on that? Thanks. Lemme see.....this got that.....that got this.....blah blah blah....."

The repair goes on for about 10 mins, and the Hummer return to it's original condition again.

"Ok it's good as new. $2000 please!" declares Josh.

"What the fuck!! You blood-sucker!!" yells Cougar, quite startled at the price.

"By the way we don't have that much! And to me, your work only worths $500 at the most!" add in Reptile, hoping to lower the price.

"Well I don't care! If I don't get my pay, you all will slepping in Gothala in no time!" said Josh, moving his fingers vertically across his throat at the same time," Or maybe you can leave that missy at the Cat's Paw for a month or two...haha."

"You are not getting me killed or being a whore! Reptile, mind lending me a hundred? I'll get enough cash to bury that wimp in an hour's time!" said Norika in anger.

After getting the cash, Norika walks into Desperdo and sits at a poker table, appearently the one which has the highest mininum bet. The game soon starts with Norika and 3 more men. The game goes on for a while with Norika winning all the time, leaving only one more of the man left.

"Well that miss over there, you are winning quite a lot!" said the remaining man, with a wicked smile on his face, "My name is Bloodhound, I'm a slave master. How bout you?"

"Call me Norika. And we are gambling, so speak less please."

"Please open your cards." declares the Banker.

"Heart flush! Haha! Lady, looks like you loses this time!" said Bloodhound.

"Don't be happy too fast." replies Norika, revealing spade flush, " Well I'm going now, bye."

"You are a special woman. I'll remember you."

OCC:Norika is a professional "gambler" ^^
 
"Good one, Norika." Called Epsilon.
Cougar walked over to the newly repair hum-vee, Glass Jaw seem to be looking at Dawson's HK P90c, a single tear trickled down his cheek, "You okay?" asked Cougar sympathetically.
Glass Jaw removed his glasses and wriped the tear off.
"I'll be okay in a moment, did Norika win money for the repair?"
"Yeah... but this Josh guy seems to be quite resourceful."
Norika had paid back Josh and still had quite a sum left in her pocket. "Cougar, there's a slave master in the Desperado."
Cougar's eyes widened as he slung his head over to the casino.
He grinned with delight.
 
Cougar: why dont we pay him a visit....
Norika: Well he had a pair of bodyguards behind him and i dont think a gunfight inside a place owned by a family is the key to succed in here...
Josh: Well i saw him once inside the Desperado when i had a work there... it seems like he has a rom there and hes bodyguards to...
Reptile: Why dont we go and pay him a visit.....
Glass Jaw: inside the casino you must be out of your mind....
Reptile: nope i know one person here who can get him outside... and then we take him kill the guards and punsh any info we need out of him.....
Cougar: and who is that man who can possibly do that....
Reptile: Let's say its not a man.....
Joshua: You mean....
Norika: you son of a bitch I................

OCC: give me your opinion miss Moonlight......
 
OOC: Profile
Name: Triton Morton
Age: 26
Faction: Mercenary (Lost Star Angels), Unemployed
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Blond
Equipment: Combat Knife, Assault rifle, Blue Combat Armor (Lost Star Angels Armor), 5mm pistol (custom), Belt, Shotgun, M3A1 Grease Gun, .45 ammo, 5mm ammo, 12 gauge shotgun shells (buckshot), 12 gauge shotgun shells (slugs), x7 stimpacks, 342 coins, Flashlight, Water Flask, and a back pack
Skills: Small Guns, Energy Weapons, and Weapon Specialization (making improvements to weapons)
Good Traits: Chivalrous
Bad Traits: Detached and Cold (not personable)
Quirks: Sees world in a negative light

I’m trying to join in though the hummer might get a little crowded…

IC-Out of the corner of Reptile’s eye a man wearing blue combat armor appears he talks in a cold voice while reloading a grease gun.
Triton: Sending a woman to do a man’s job? Sounds like you people are out of options. Name is Triton and you guys are?
A introduction follows lasting about 13 minutes
Triton: hmm nice combination of forces here lets see the doc, the charismatic woman, the weapons chap, the thief, the leader, the mechanic and of course the soldier well pleased to meet you all. Now lets get down to business there is a slaver in there (points to casino) and you want somebody to lure him to a place where you can silence him forever? Sounds like quite a job. I can get him to such a place and hell I’ll take out the bodyguards for you. All I ask for in return is that I can join your little troop. Sound good?

OOC: I’m leaving the choice up to you guys…
 
Reptile:Looks like we have no choice now....
Cougar:Well we don't mind having a helping hand but our Hummer is far too crouded....You'll have to get yourself a car or like that.....
Norika:That's easy problem! Look over there!

She then points to a Highwayman, with the word "Bloodhound's Property" painted on the hood....
 
Triton looks at the car dissaprovingly
Triton: hmm who the hell is bloodhound
Cougar: one of the slavers where hunting acctually to tell you the truth he is the one in that casino over there (points to casino)
Triton: I see well I could use a car for equipment and to drive with you guys and it would work perfectly for bait in a trap but who is going to open those damn doors?
Epsilon: I can do it
Epsilon starts working on the car doors taking out a lockpick kit and rumaging through it trying to find the right tool. He finds it finaly and opens the door proudly. As he looks in he finds a small box on the passenger seat and a long ammo box in the back seat.
Epsilon: What the hell are those?
Triton: (pushing Epsilon aside) looks like a foot locker and an ammo box to me lets see what we have here (opens the foot locker) hmm lots of 10mm anybody need that?
Cougar: Ya we all could
Triton: ok then this box is for you except for (rumages through the box) this (pulls out a broken desert eagle that will never fire again)
Reptile: why the hell would you want that?
Triton: to customize my weapons
Reptile: whatever
Triton opens the ammo box and pulls out some 5mm. He moves some more stuff around in the back seat and pulls out a grease gun and clips it to his belt. At last he pulls out a old tool box but other than that he finds nothing in the back seat.
Triton: well we better get this car to a place where you guys can get Mr Bloodhoud or whatever his name is
OOC: hope I didn’t hurt anybody character…
 
OOC: Ok it seems everybody pretty much plays everybody's characters, but I hope it's ok if I don't mess around with your chars and just take care of Josh here..? And btw, I figure it's easier if everybody calls him Rayn, so he doesn't get mixed with the other Josh. Feel free to play Rayn anyway even if I don't play your characters.

IC:

Rayn starts fiddling around with the tools Triton found from the back seat, muttering. "So, how's this Bloodhound dude going to know where his car is after we've stolen it?"
 
OOC: Ok Zudah I hope its ok if we all play Ryan sometimes though
IC: Triton: well that’s where one of you guys comes in. One of you runs in and yells out loud in the casino that somebody has taken bloodhound’s car to golgotha. Most likely whoever does that is going to be shot at so they will have a backup. I will take the car to golgotha and wait anybody that wants to come with is welcome. I silence the two bodyguards and you guys can interrogate the slave master all you want. Sound good?
Reptile: Who the hell is going to run in the casino? Not me.
Epsilon: not me
Cougar: not me
Norika: no way in hell
Glass Jaw: no way
Triton: (deep sigh) ok fine I’ll do it, Ryan you’re my second.
Ryan: WHAT!?!?!?
 
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