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[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-14-00 AT 00:02AM (GMT)[p]I had to delay it cause It's so big, but AWESOME POST tommorow. It's as good or even better than my last one about the city, so don't post. (if you can resist) :-)
 
its totaly OK by me (if it continues as good as it have been until now) and i dont think anyone will disagree or what???

and about your spellchecking and grammar thats a good idea... my posts must look terrible in your "english natives" eyes...

***I'm almost done with a long post that legthens stay in the city abunch so please don't post. I'm almost done!***
its fun to see someone put this much effort on the story.....
 
OOC: !Aloha! (That means hello and goodbye, pretty cool huh)
I forgot to mention that the security terminal isn’t manned by anyone. On a side note, I really love how you guys are participating with so much creativity. This is awesome. I think doing this, is more fun then playing fallout. Do you guys have icq, if you do, could you post your numbers? Anyway, onwards to the story. :-)


IC: The few (7) remaining men of Santa Anna start to run in the building. They start climbing the main series of stairs that went up to the top story. No shooting went on because when Santa Anna’s men were at the 5th story, Will and Reptile, who were the fastest (Sorry Fang, but you’re wearing heavy Power Armor), just had pasted the first floor. As of Santa Anna’s men stepped on the top step of the 6th stairs, a trapped step goes off. A large explosion goes off, taking the whole story with it. Whoever trapped the step didn’t think of how unstable and weak the building was. The whole right side of the 5th and 6th story collapses. Debris flies everywhere and Delapenyas get seriously hit with shrapnel. “Ohhhhhh Shit” says Max slowly, as part of the massive structure collapses. It was truly an awesome sight.

Max and Geven stay outside to try to stabilize Delapenyas. The surviving (2) resistance troops and the group all race inside the building, trying to save Sargent Squigee and his troops. The main factory room, which was ½ of the building, was 5 stories tall. There were antique manufacturing machines everywhere that were broken beyond repair. The main stairs were destroyed. Everything was quiet for a second until they heard a yelp for help. “Hello… we’re part of the resistance.” yelled Will. “Up here” says an unknown voice. 5 stories up, a small air-vent falls from the 5-floor ceiling. “It’s us,” yells Sargent Squigee. “We reinforced the room we were hiding in, in case we had to fight there as a last resort. Luckily it held from the explosion. The explosion caused the roof to drop to about 3 feet though. With all weight on top, the ceiling is very slowly bending (sinking). We don’t know how long the steel will bend. I very roughly guess 2, maybe 3 hours. If you can hack into the security stop computer, find a map of the 6th level. We are in room 607. The adjacent room, 608, has not collapsed. If somebody had a welder, they could cut a way out from that room. Since our hideout was reinforced with steel we can’t just cut a way out. Watch out though, because you would have to take a ton of detours, which would be a very long way. The main stairs was how everyone got around before this explosion. There always were other stairs, but they were all over in different clan territories. So to help us, get that welder, get the map, and walk up to room 608 and cut us loose. We can’t tell you anything about our plans until you come up here because people will here us speaking.” “We’ll do what it takes to save you”, yelled Fang. They all exited the building to check on Delapenyas.

A huge piece of metal was sticking out his combat helmet. It didn’t look good thought Neo. Max was taking something out of a first aid box and Geven turned to face the group. Geven said “It isn’t as bad as it looks, the metal hasn’t penetrated the skull, but is lodged in the skull. The blood has stopped, but Neo will be unconscious until we get it out. We can’t take it out, or else it would start gushing blood. The injury would require a real doctor to successfully do the operation. Nobody said anything for second. Will then said how Sargent Squigee’s squad had a fully trained medic. Neo then said, “Are ya sure? I didn’t hear him say that.” Will annoyed, said “Well of course you didn’t hear that, you were listening to that MP3 thing… whatever it’s called, that whole trip”.

They decided to go to the general store to try to find a torch so the medic could save Delapenyas. As they walked in, the owner was asleep on a broken and ripped couch. An assortment of junk was crowded around the small store. There was a bare storeroom that had some molding fruit and meat jerky. There was nothing but crap to sell. After Neo accidentally kicked on an empty can, the owner woke up. He pulled out a pistol and started shooting blindly. He was so high off jet, he did not even get close to hitting anyone with his sluggishness aim. “What the hell yelled” Neo. Everyone pointed their weapons towards the owner. Neo’s M16’s laser guide was pointing on the center of his head. Oblivious to the guns pointed at him, the owner tries to block the laser with his hand. The owner has a stupor stare. He mumbles and slurs the following, “Thought tying to steal my… shit. Ya never know when da trying to kill ya.” He closed his for a second said, ”I’m in serious need of jet, everything is uhh… 1/2… no 1/3 off.” “Hmmm…” says Aleho. Knowing this guy is not a source of reliable information and doesn’t have a welder, the group (except Neo and Aleho) exits the store. “Hey what's that” Neo says. He points to a robot half-covered in junk. “Oh that’s something I found a long time ago in the factory,” says the owner still lying on the couch. “Trade ya a jet canister ($50 bucks for jet, when the pre-war price was $6,999) for it”. Neo notices how it doesn’t work, but all it needed was two micro fusion cells and somebody with computer/ robot skills to fix it.

OOC: Here is the description; all its info is inscribed on the inside of one of the robot's compartments. This is supposed to be a close variant of R2D2 from Star Wars.


Robot model: [font color=#0000CC] R2D6
Serial #62305-30022-82670-32

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Equipped with:
 Three wheeled legs (center leg retractable)
 Retractable grasper arm
 Small electrical arc saw (0.3 meter range)
 Small [font color=#FFFF66]welder (0.3 meter range)
 Small Display screen
 Mall holographic projector, recorder (accepts holo-disks)
 Some additional small tools and equipment

Action Points: 5
Skills: 100% Repair
Size: One meter tall
Cost: $6,999 (new)

Neo notices the welder and almost cries out to his friends about the discovery, but then remembers how the greedy owner might make Neo pay a fortune. Neo casually gives the jet addict $50 and then runs over to his Aleho to tell him about the discovery. Neo starts to run after the group, but feels the heaviness of the droid (robot). Neo yells to Aleho, “Dam, this thing is heavy, can you help me pick it up”. They each carry an end and rush over to the group. All they need to do is get a map. (Neo and Aleho are at the general store on the map while the group is near the gun shop.)

MEANWHILE

Geven was getting real board just watching Max and the unconscious Delapenyas just sit. (Remember they are siting outside the factory) Geven gets up and decides to see who lived in the office and the trailer home. He walks over to the trailer home and knocks on the door. Nobody answers and Geven walks in. Geven sees two young (15 and 14 year old) boys sprawled over the floor with a bunch of cards in organized piles. The boys don’t even turn their heads and say, “God dam… for the last time we don’t have jet.” One of the boys quietly mumbles, “Jesus Christ, I’m glad I never got addicted.” to himself. Geven confused for a second, says “No, I’m not here for jet but just wanted to see who you are and if you sell anything.” Geven looks around and sees noting of interest except abunch of pre-war books with the titles: “Tragic the Gardening, the complete collector’s guide to all the cards” and “AD&D 19th edition” and such. Geven knew how much Neo loved pre-war books and those would be heaven to him. The kids say, “Finally some intelligent life out there. Who are you and can you solve the following equation 588 – 45. A little confused, Geven says, “My name is Geven and the answer to your problem is… 543.” The kids, in a nerdish way, tell Geven how other than the kids, he is the smartest person in the city. Geven almost fall asleep while they geekly tell their life story.

Basically to make a long story short, Geven learns how the city was boomed when two kids figured out how to fix and turn on the machines. With the help of the their uncle (their parents are sadly dead), they became extremely rich with the success of selling as what they called “Nuke Cola”. After several months of tremendous profit, Santa Anna took over the plant right before the coke ran out. The city then became under martial law and all the people in charge were killed except for the two kids because the uncle convinced them that a kid could not run a business. Their uncle was carted off to the jail in Alamo. (Santa Anna’s capital) The city quickly died after the cola plant ran dry. Only the unsavory types stayed.

“Our names are Fred and Mike”, said Fred. We’ll gladly come with someone of your intelligence if you can find some more “Tragic the Gardening” cards. We want to increase our deck strength. Obviously, we have very high computer/robot repair skills because were the one who fixed the machines. Geven then replied, “Ok… if we find any tragic cards, I'll tell you.” He laughed at the thought of these nerd kids ever coming with Geven. What would they ever do to enemies… bore them to death? He laughed at the though. He then went over to see who occupied the office building. Unfortunately, Geven had no idea of how important their computer skills would be.

MEANWHILE

The group passes a dirty man on the street, which is walking to Banana Joe’s Shack to get his daily boost of Jet. Fang stops him and very slowly says, “We.. have.. jet, we.. need.. information.” After a few seconds of processing the idea, the man’s eyes perk up.


OOC: Now this where someone can talk about the clans. Remember how I said the clans are very different. There be could be a “Die or join our religion” clan, or maybe a gun-lover clan which ironically are very peaceful type of clan. I don’t want to keep on giving examples or else people won’t have any ideas. Make them weird and have fun. Also I think it’s kind of cool how I left 3 perspectives (Max and Geven), (Neo and Aleho), and (Fang, Reptile, Will, and the two troops). The next person who posts can do as little or as many perspectives as possible. But try not to make them group together instantly. If you have a good idea, ignore that.
Lastly, thanks for all the positive info, it really inspired to write this long post. This is real fun! :-)

!Aloha!
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-16-00 AT 10:05PM (GMT)[p]As Geven was walking to the office complex, he felt a light sprinkle of rain on his head. Within a minute, the place was pouring rain. Geven yelled for Max. Max looked up and motioned for Geven to help move Delapenyas in the factory, where it was sheltered by the rain. Walking up to Delapenyas and picking him up, Geven brought Delapenyas inside.The factory was a dreary place. There was no electricity or running water in the whole city. Because of that, the factory was very dark. Also the roof had lost its waterproof characteristics in the long time since it was built. The factory was very dank because of this and the absence of lights (because there is no electricity). (There is actually a back-up generator in the center of the building not too far from the entrance. If the group had someone with 100% repair, the group could get the lights back on.)

Hearing the rain, Geven tightly laced up his boots. As he did this, Geven saw the red blood of a fallen Santa Anna solider flow down with the cold rain into a drain. Hoping his friends would come back, Geven ran into the pounding rain, to check out who’s in the office building.

OOC: Sorry about the last post, I forgot to spellcheck after I revised it. Oh dear… what did I do to make people stop posting?! Are people just busy?... Am I being paranoid?... Probally yes to both, but seriously if you guys have ANY suggestions, please say!
 
Unbeknown to the group, the two remaining men of Santa Anna’s were plotting their revenge upon their squad’s death. Dark, the sniper in Santa Anna’s outfit was putting his Barrett M82A1 rifle together piece by piece in the 3rd story of the factory. (This is a very, very powerful and large rifle http://members.tripod.com/~Slippery_Jim/Firearms-Frames.htm ,go to Barret Rifle under sniper rifles) When everything was pieced together, Dark loaded a clip in the rifle. He then bolted the rifle and popped open the scope covers. His gloved hand then picked up a handful of sand. He let it seep from his hands and be blown by the wind into the street below. Figuring out the wind direction Dark re-adjusted his scope a bit. The bipod was then propped on the broken window. Dark then saw through the scope crosshairs. Moving it around he found his target. There was group of people talking to a smaller addict. A man in power armor was the only one talking to the addict. His reasoning made Dark think that the one in power armor was the commanding officer of the group. The sight was then focused on the man’s helmet in between the eyes. Being an expert shot, he knew he could make it. Even power armor would not be able to stop a Barret rifle bullet. He aimed. The weapon clicked. He thought the bullet was a dud and cycled in a fresh bullet. He aimed again. The weapon clicked. Knowing something was wrong, Dark reexamines his weapon. He stupidly forgot to check his rifle for any jams. While being under fire from the 6th story, some sand had clogged his rifle. His two other comrades, Thompson and Jay were waiting the crack of the rifle. They had heard nothing. Thompson had a 249 SAW and Jay other had a M41, which was still in prototype phase during the war. After Dark could clean his rifle, the game of cat and mouse would start again, and they are the cat.

OOC: Here is the M41 that Jay has.

http://fallout.gamestats.com/forum/User_files/3a149a7c387c2a19.jpg

http://fallout.gamestats.com/forum/User_files/3a149ab8398863df.jpg

The M41A Pulse Rifle is the standard weapon used by USCM infantry. It is a 10mm air-cooled automatic pulse action rifle with an over and under configuration sporting an underslung 30mm pump-action grenade launcher. The M41 is lightweight, has a retractable stock for rifle or carbine fire, and an optional 3X power AN/RVS-52 CCD Television Sight.

The M41 fire a US M309 5mm X 24 round, 210 grain with a rectangular caseless block of Nitromine 50 as propulsion. The bullet is explosive tipped and can penetrate most personal body armors on the market. A magazine holds up to 60 rounds. Specially modified magazines can hold 99 rounds.


There is a thumb selector on the grip that cycles between selective, four-round burst and fully automatic (900rpm) fire. There is a LED display on the magazine housing that give an ammunition count, and a manual cocking handle to clear hand-load the rifle or clear the breach when it jams.

The 30mm underslung grenade launcher is comprised of a barrel, breech, and a four-round internal magazine. It is primed by pump-action and fired by a trigger in front of the magazine housing. The most common grenade is the M-40 (HEAP) High-Explosive Fragmentation Round, which has a 400m range.
 
Reptile: are u sure we got all the enemys???
Will: hey that explosion must have killed everyone....
Fang: but now it would be quite usefull to get those guys out from thre....
Reptile: hmmm... but if Neo did find anything to help them out with why isnt he here then????
Will: good question....


Dark: *he puts the part onto the gun and gets in position...*
hmmm where is that Mech now again.... Aahh there he is...
Bye... *he slowly start squeasing the trigger....*
Jay: hehe... *he pumps a 30mm grenade into the barrel...* lets get ready to rock...
Thompson: now...
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-17-00 AT 05:42PM (GMT)[p]The bullet began to roll out of the rifle aimed right at Fang. Fang, completly unaware of the situation at hand was till talking to the group. Will and Reptile were with him. Max and Grevren were close by and they didn't know where the others were (Aleho and Neo) They were disscusing what to do next.

A smile came across dark's face as he fired. Several seconds later Fang was hit. He was knocked down. They could tell he was in pain although they couldn't see through his helmet. He slipped off the viser and fell to the ground. Blood drained out of the helmet and Fang's eyes rolled up and looked at the group around him. Both Will and Reptile focused their weapons towards where the shot had come from but it was too far away to fire at. They ran for cover as Dark prepared to shoot again.

Fang was hurt and badily. He had taken many hard bullets and explosions but this topped almost all of them. This was when Cozma returned. They hadn't really noticed him leaving or him not being there. He was just the sort of person they didn't care about when there was some adveture at hand.

Cozma slipped out a med pack and pulled off Fang's helmet. He put a strange device on the side of Fang's head and then injected him with a chemical that blocked out the pain.

Fang was safe for now. He couldn't feel the pain but the bullet was slowly getting closer to his brain. It's final resting place when it would kill him. The injection or the implant (Or maybe both together) had totaly elimnated the nervous system of Fang. He couldn't feel anything. No pain, no touch. he couldn't feel when hit or burnt. This gave them some time to find a docter for Fang that could remove the bullet.


OOC: Is this too high tech for you? and i do have an idea i will develop when the time is right so no one do anything about the injection the bullet in the head or the device on the side of Fang's head.

Also i have a suggestion for something for us (espically the sarge) Instead of this exact type of roleplay the sergeatn could DM us. He has the sort of skill to create towns and stuff which i must admit is a lot better than my one. All of the Fan Ficers and roleplayers out there could learn from him.

Of course he can still control and NPC in the group as DM. How does it sound, worth a try?

Also could you please regulary include what your character has on them in your posts please because it is easy to miss or forget when characters get knew weapons.

Also if you find i'm not visiting or not posting, (this is also the answer to the sarge's question) I am very busy and the public computer i use has censored this post so i can't keep up on it. If you feel you need to use my character you can.

And by the way, Fang has the ion cannon as melding equiptment. the stuff my character has is this:

Power armour
The Fang (I'll describe in next post)
Ion cannon (melding equiptement, need adapting to make weapon)
YK42B pulse rifle
Turbo plasma rifle
Staelth boy MKII (Uno[pperational however)
Pipboy BOS style
Prewar stuff

Fang is also a collector of Tragic cards and plays that regulary. Fang also considers prewar books "Heaven" as he really loves that sort of thing. He is into Fantasy quite a lot and likes the book "The Hobbit" and "The lord of the rings" and carrys these in his pack. He also has some (prewar) artifacts he's collected. Nothing of use just autographs and stuff. He has computer parts and junk and stuff. He has select books like about animals and stuff. He also has a book intitled "The Holy Bible, Book of God" which he finds amusing.

In conclusion i hope i'm back fully and for real.
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-17-00 AT 11:48PM (GMT)[p]Character Description

Name- Neo Rabon
Age- 23
Sex- Male
Hair Color- Brown
Eyes- Brown
Appearance- Average height, weight and build

My character is wearing desert camo breathable military boots, khaki cargo pants, survival belt with two holsters, T-shirt with a pre-war company logo (cyberdyne) on it, a black trenchcoat, his grandfather’s vault 45 dog tags, Oakley mirrored shades, and a durable compartmentalized gecko-skinned backpack.

Likes: Relaxing while sipping on nuke cola and listening to his MP7 player.
Reading pre-war books and learning new information. Making the world a better place

Dislikes: Slavers, Raiders and anyone else with negative karma

He has a very high luck attribute and is the charismatic type.

:::Inventory:::

Weapons: 1x M-16A2 Assault rifle
2x M92 Berettas
2x Frag Grenades
1x Concealable 7inch Switchblade

Armor: “Harley Davidson” Leather Jacket MK.II

Inside his backpack is:
$750, a prewar Rolex watch (still works and from VT 45), MP7 player (from VT45 and shown here http://thisismycoolmp7whoa.homestead.com/), a map of pre-war California with new settlements written in (from VT 45), a small pencil, salted meat jerky, tons of nuke colas, a cookie, rechargable flashlight, large deathclaw blanket (from the only deathclaw Neo has kiled by himself), five stimpacks, worn and pre-war Nike basketball shoes, a pre-war Hawiian shirt, “Desperado Casino” deck of cards, a magic 8-ball, multi-tool, lock-pick, a strobe light (rare but useless), energy cells (for MP7 player), basic survival supplies and a very pretty, pink flower.

Neo also has one waterproof green U.S. military ammo box (the things that in fallout two that held 5mm). He stored his most valuable possessions in this waterproof and airtight U.S. military ammo box.
The box is taken up by books, which were from his grandfather’s vault. (Neo loves reading pre-war books.) It was filled with seven very old and worn paper books, which were made right before the war. Books before the war are VERY rare. It contained “The Art of War”, the book version of a popular 2776 action movie, a long chapter book, a comic book, a Shakespeare book, a pocket-sized dictionary, and a two-hundred page hardcover 5th grade reference book about animals and biomes (useless but VERY interesting for wastelanders which have never seen animals or a biome other than desert. I don’t think even the B.O.S has even seen a zebra).
All this books allow him to have higher than normal charisma. (Notice that these are not math, science, or medical books, so he doesn’t have super intelligence)


OOC: Can Comza have a heart attack and DIE or something cause I really hate him just suddenly popping in and being there.Oh yea, rememeber it still heavily raining.

IC: After shooting the solider in power armor, Dark and his comrades quickly scurry away to another part of the building. His squad was taught on ways of Guerilla warfare. Guerilla warfare is the art of hiding than ambushing quickly and fiercely than hiding again and ambushing again and so on. Santa Anna had great many books on pre-war wars, namely a war that had happened on the other side of the world, Vietnam. So many allies were killed from this type of war. Dark was going to make the casualties on the enemies side now.

MEANWHILE: Someone opens the offic compplex door to Geven.

MEANWHILE: Neo and Aleho with R2D6 catch up with the Fang, Will, and the reistance soliders.

OOC:
To Fang: You had perfect balance of tech (but please no large energy weapons) was before this last post (but it’s okay what you did) but try to keep it where it was. Mainly please don’t try to pop in characters or B.O.S. members!Rember what happened before when you made your char too powerful (off the coast), let's not have that happen. Last of all, who the hell is Comaza?

I know we all love combat, but try to involve it less. If you noticed, the post with the 3 perspectives, all of them ended with non-combat quests. Also I tried to add plenty of quests to do (such as tragic cards, which’s in the office building, describing the gangs, the long trip to the 6th floor). I don’t have an unlimited amount of ideas; I’ll run out if you solve the quest by doing the quest in less than a paragraph. I mean these to be quests, not something for you to put in your inventory. I’m not mad at all but I’m just trying to make this more fun.
 
OOC: well i haven't really solved any quests, i took the bullet but that is leading inot something else. I helped get the group back together in a way so we can now go and try to solve some of those quests together.

Ohh and about the character Comza he was described in some of the first posts. I assumed he would come with us but as i was unable to post for a while i was unable to say so. And he is important to the mutant plot part that we'll take on after killing (or attempting anyway) to kill Santa Anna. Anyway he will suffer a horrible fate but leave that to me.

And by the way i don't remmeber me personaly going into combat, I took a bullet wwhich alerted the group of the threat and got them all together but i don't remember an actuall combat (someone shoots someone else, etc.)

IC: The group began to explain their journeys to each other while Grevren and Neo kept a good watch. Fang had taken previous watches so he felt he would let the others have a turn plus he had just been shot and nearly killed. Fang was suprisingly well, he couldn't describe it but the bullet felt like nothing. But it was still driving itself in and slowly killing him. He remembered back to a PreWar book he had read. It was called "the World is not enough" and it was about some guy called James Bond, Anyway the bad guy was in the same situation as him.

"I'm going for a walk," fang told the group as hegot up and headed for where he was told Fred and Mike were.

"Hello children," Fang said who was still a bit of a child himself at the age of 17. "I heard you play Tragic"

"yeah we play Tragic," Fred answered.
"well do you Fancy a game?" Fang asked
"Okk and if yopu have any cards that can improve our decks we'll come with you."

Fang reached for his backpack slungover his power armour. He put a hand inot the deathclaw skinned "EuroHike" bag he had got when he visisted Europe. He took out a metal crate. It was small and was locked with a padlock. Fang didn't touch the padlock and instead swiped a card through a hidden area and then entered a combination
"Thank God for the Brotherhood," he whispered as he took his prewar card games out. He took out the several boxes of Tragic and tried to decide what deck would be best to use. He finally decided to go with the paladin deck as he could relate to that himself.

The two of them played and Fang's paladins were constantly under bombardment of Armaggedon spells and Doombringing spells.
"damm you," fabng whispered as a simle came over his face. He'd just drwan the frantic killer card that couldn'y be elimanted by spells. He had the game now. He put tit inot play and completly finished fred

"Do you want a game Mike," he asked as he took another deck.
"Suprisingly a lot of creatures" mike said. He had been consstantly studying the game. We have a safe full of creatures. Do you have any instants, sorceries or artifacts we could have
A strange look came over fang's face as he remmebered where he had left all his spell cards. Back in his base. Back in America
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-18-00 AT 04:56PM (GMT)[p]OOC:Reptile, I noticed that the image you put on takes a long time to load. It's gotta be over 70k. Is it? If it is, please tell me how you posted it.
Fang, is deathclaw skin (as in your backpack) rough like a lizard or furry like a bear.
To Everyone (but Fang), could you guys post your character's bio or at the very least, your char's apperance and weapon.
 
ooc-Sorry I haven't been posting, but I'm really busy.

Will-Age 32-Armor-Leather Armor MKII-Weapons-30.06 hunting rifle with scope. H&K MP20K SMG-Eyes-blue-Hair-Dark Blonde-Skin-Light Tanned.-Faction-Eagles-Rank-Corporal.
(Eagle killing snake crudely tattoed on upper arm.)

Inventory-Clips and ammo, bipod for rifle, sleeping bag, skillet for cooking, canned goods(all the neccesary survival gear, you know.) Maps, Combat Knife, and stimpacks.

Biography-Member of Eagles,a survivalist group near Denver. Was a scout that scoured the wastelands for enemy factions. The Eagles got in a huge war with a cult called the Children of the New Dawn.(CND) and were driven into hiding. Will was sent south to warn the New Texas Army of this threat. In a tremendous series of battles, the CND was defeated. After that, Will lost contact with the Eagles, and was a member in name only. He wandered south, towards Mexico.

ic-Will is watching the strange droid work on the sealed door. It seems to be halfway done, but in Will's opinion, just taking too damn long. He hears something like footsteps.

Reptile hears it too. He whispers quietly-"Hey, did you hear something?"

Will nods. He responds as quietly as possible "Sounds like footsteps. Someone is trying to sneak up on us. Take cover."

The group heads to different corners of the room, and hides under the rubble. Will takes out his submachine gun, and pops a clip of AP ammo in.

A minute passes. Then another. A huge armored figure, followed by another, enters the room. They look at each other.

"Guess they aren't in here right now. Let's blow that robot. That ought to put a wrench in the works."

The other man was taking out some C4.

"I'm way ahead of you, buddy."

Will gently begins to squeeze the trigger. He notices, in the oppisite side of the room, Reptile beginning to take aim also.
Will smiles and pulls the trigger.

A torrent of AP bullets slam into the helmet of the man with the explosives. Even Brotherhood armor could not take that kind of punishment, and the helmet practically fell apart under the onslaught of bullets, spraying crimson blood everywhere.

"HOLY SHIT!" The other man said. He started run, but Reptile got up, and filled him with round after round of AP bullets. Will added a barrage, as did Aleho.

After 5 steps, the man fell down. The back of his armor was a smoking, wrecked mess. His back is visible, and the sight is simply gruesome.

Will smiles and pats Aleho and Reptile on the back.

"Good work you guys. That should be the last of them."

ooc-I thought it would be simpler to go ahead and take those guys out. It's already complex enough!
 
OOC: I'm pretty sure you were talking about 2 people. There were 3 people though. Dark the sniper (Barret Rifle). Thompson (SAW) and Jay (Pulse Rifle. Are you impling you killed all three, or just two?
 
I killed Thompson and Jay. Dark is still lurking around, I guess. I wonder who he will shoot next?:P
 
Neo snatched up the M41 Pulse Rifle. R2D6 finished welding the door and stepped aside, so somebody could kick down the newly made door. Every one pulled out their weapons because they weren’t sure if they were going into a trap. Will kicked down the door and sure enough, Sargent Squigee, Goober and the other 11 troops came out giving each other hugs because of their safe escape from the sinking room. The room was only 2 feet tall now. (The following picture is of Sargent Squigee)

http://fallout.gamestats.com/forum/User_files/3a17eb1d154b7923.jpg

(The following picture is Goober, who is a really good at sneaking and at stealth melee attacks. Almost as good as Dark.)

http://fallout.gamestats.com/forum/User_files/3a17ea5911f36839.jpg

After a brief talk about what has happened, they tell the medic of the group about Delapenya’s condition. (Max and Geven are guarding him.) Then Sargent Squigee says, “Well… let’s get there then.” Will butts in and says, “Well… there is a problem ya see, as we go back, we’ll pass through many gang territories. Some of the gangs don’t like us.” Sargent Squigee says, “We can take um though.” The now larger group starts walking. After going just 50 feet they encounter a rowdy gang of 30 people. “Oh crap”, says Neo. “I talked to the storeowner a bit and he told me about this gang/ cult. They’re one of the biggest gangs.” The gang had no weapons except for a bunch of knives, a few pistols and a pipe-rifle or two. The whole gang was rowdy and loud until the leader said in a Chinese accent, “Hush.” He then pointed to us, especially Fang. “You join our cult”.
Sargent Squigee says, “Fuck no, I not joining your crappy ass cult that probably worships the Jet god or something.” After what seemed like forever, then leader then said, “You die”. His followers charged forward and we pulled aimed our weapons.
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-19-00 AT 04:02PM (GMT)[p]OOC: I have a couple questions

1. I've made a large miscrosoft word file of the story which looks awesome. The reason it looks awesome because I have really good pictures. An example is that the table of contents has a rusty background. I also have an info page of each char with their picture when they enter the story. It looks so cool. Remeber I've edited it so it's more desriptive and spellchecked. It's so good, I'm gonna turn in this 70 page story to my teacher. Oh yea I've only edited the first chapter and the intro stuff so I'm not finished. I couldn't post it here (because of large pictures and some formating). Where do you think I could post a microsoft word file (that you might download)?

2. To Fang: I'm sorry I started bitching at you, I read the whole thing over again and saw what you meant with Fang's friend.

3. To Fang, actualy anybody: Could you explain your power armor what it does and stuff. You know, like what it does (ex. nightvision, motion assisted joints, ect.) My teacher wouldn't know what it is, so I have to explain it.

4.How you indent on this board

That's all people! Thanks in advance for answering my questions.
 
RE: South of the Border(OCC)

1, hmmm i am not sure u could try this page (Webbmaster???) or another fallout page.... or then set it up on a "homemade page" but i think it is just to big for the forum but who knows.....

About my picture... i just went to Wasteland H-Ls homepage and checked the Pictures www..... and posted it.... it's a so called Image Link.....
 
Reptile: (that happens to be the closest to the gang)
Hey men i dont want to kill you...
Gang member: I'll eat your heart...
Reptile: not then *the gang member is charging with his piperifle ready* reptile quickly does a move ,he grabbs the barrel, punches the man in the face, spins around and places the butt of the gun into the mans chest. The man falls down in pain..

Fang: this is boring.... he grabbs two gangers and punches them against each other....

Will: *A woman tries to hit him with a knife.... he grabs her arm and does a move and throws her atleast 2 meters she chrushes into a wall.....*

Neo: Come on.... *a ganger is charging with a spear* Neo avoids the spear and kicks him between the leggs* (Ooouuuuch)

All the others are also in hand to hand combat...

Reptile: he runs towards the leader he kicks a ganger in the face and gets to the leader....

Leader: *he fumbles for his gun* u'll die...
Reptile: oh u say so *he draws his shawed of and points it at The leaders face....* Tell them to stop..
Leader: You... you.. I mean.... i'll.....
Reptile: i'll count to three.... One.... two.... (klick reptile unsafety the gun)
Leader: STooooP fast lets go back....

Will: *he punches a ganger in the face for the third time, he lets him down* Ok go home assholes.....

The gang spread all over the place as fast as possible....

At the same time

Dark: (thinks for himself) they are heading out for the desert sometime... i'll go and wait for them *he sneaks to the horses*
Guard: (thinks) what was that, i'll go and check..
Dark: You wont need to...
Guard: Hel... Gahhhhh.... *Darks Wakisashi Blade quickly ends the life of this guard, then he takes a horse and rides away..*

OCC: i ended it quickly my Definition of "fun" isnt killing stupid gang members....
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Nov-19-00 AT 09:05PM (GMT)[p]Will leads the men to the house where Delapenyas had been put. He points at it.

"Delepenyas is in there."

One of the new guy's men nodded, and pulled out a doctor's bag. He walked into the building quietly, without saying a word.

"Quiet guy, isn't he."

Sarge looked over at Will and glared.

"He's mute."

Will winced. "Damn. I'm sorry."

Sarge nodded. "It's O.K. You aren't the first person that's made that mistake."

The medic returned. He made a complex series of hand signals at Sarge, who responded, "Whatever, take your time."

Reptile looked at Sarge. "What the hell did he just say?"

"He said he can help, but we're going to have to go on without Delapenyas. He's too badly hurt."

Will shrugged. "Well, if that's what we have to do, than that's we we're going to do."

Neo-"Should we leave now or later."

Will-"The sooner, the better. We're going to have to move fast to pull this off."

Sarge-"Don't worry about speed. We got some vehicles we can use."

Neo-"The buggies and the hummer?"

Sarge-"Yeah, and we salvaged an old APC a few weeks ago. It's heavily armored, and we can move 12 men in it. We rigged a 75mm recoiless rifle on the top turrent, so it can take out pretty much anything, but we only have 19 rounds for it."

Will-"Sound's good, let's get ready to go."
 
OOC: Nice posts. I especially like how Reptile is so bored. :-) I'll try to make things more challenging, Sorry bout that. :-)

IC: They all go in the long underground tunnel that leads to the vehicles. The lights have long burnt out (nobody turned on the backup generator). They all have to rely on Fang’s flashlight. When they arrive, Neo is in astonishment (remember this has is the most exciting experience he’s had) and the geeks start drooling in awe of the military vehicle. (Do you guys not like the geeks, cause they are expendable.) Neo jumps in the passenger seat of the Hummer. He is boiling with excitement. He (and I) can’t wait till they enter the next city. He can’t believe how far his luckiness attribute has gotten him; good and trustworthy friends, an awesome weapon (M41 Pulse Rifle), and now being able to ride in a Hummer. As a kid he’s always wanted to be in a moving car. He’s heard the stories of how the wind blows your hair. He is bursting with happiness and wants to tell the guys how happy he is, but they will probably think he’s gay.
Geven, who is in the driver seat, slaps Neo on the back and notices how excited Neo is. Geven then barks, “If you think this is awesome, the best is yet to come.” Neo smiles. The two kids jump in the back seat and start chattering about how cool this is. Geven quietly says, “Goddam… why me, why me...” Neo smiles and just opens the sunroof window. He looks out into the barren wasteland and Geven starts the engine…
 
ooc-His name is Greven, no Geven.

Will's in the best seat in the APC. The gun turrent, of course. The recoiless rifle was a huge beast of a gun, and Will had never been behind such raw power. As the vehicles left the garage into the sunlight, the Sarge came up and smiled.

"Neat, isn't it? My mechanics can work miracles with junk."

He points at a little display hardwired to the side of the gun turrent.

"Flick the switch and turn that on. It's an amazing piece of Pre-War tech one of my guys got working."

Will turns the display on. A circle shows up on the screen. There were 3 big greenish blobs in the middle of the screen. Will frowned.

"What is it?"

"Um, one guy called it infrared tracking. It can track heat signatures like vehicles with their engine running, or a person's body heat. Those three blobs are the other three vehicles."

"That's fucking amazing!"

"It is, isn't it. Just use it to track anything you think is hostile. Nothing can hide from it. Don't touch it too much, though. It's real delicate."

Will nods.

***********************

Dark watches the convoy rumble across the desert. He smirks and peers down the scope of his rifle. He lines up a shot on the driver of the first buggy.
 
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