Survivor

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OOC : This is my first shot at this, and I'll be writing it in very small pieces. Please give your comments about it, I think I can use some help at this.

"Damn it's hot" thinks Ramone while he wipes some sweat off his forehead. Ramone started wandering some two weeks ago, when it happened. He was gone to the city for a few days, to trade. When he got back to his farm, his brother and sister were gone, and the place was thrashed. Because there was no reason to stay (the cattle was gone or killed, and the well was wrecked), he started wandering in hope to find his sister and brother back.
"I never should have started on jet" he says to himself "It only makes it worse". In an attempt to forget his problems, he tried a cannister of jet when he was in New Reno. It worked, for a while, and then he realised they gave him the jet to get him hooked. Now he walks around like he's on pot 24 hours a day, and he feels a brahmin stepped on him.
In the distance he spots a group of two men. They see him, and they start heading towards him.
"O shit, that better not be raiders. I've only got one full clip of .44, and because of that jet addiction, I can't stop shaking." So he tries to run away, but the traders/raiders catch up on him easily.
Ramone decides not to take chances, and he takes his Desert Eagle and points it in the direction of the men who are now about 10 meters away.
"Halt ! What do you want ?"
One of the men answers him with gunfire. Ramone shoots at him 2 times, and hits him in the chest with one bullet. The man falls to the ground and stays there. Ramone tries for the next target, who is wielding a spear, and the man freezes in his tracks.
"Drop that spear !"
"Put your gun down !"
"Who the hell are you ?!"
"I'm a trader, and you just shot my guard"
"Oh, shit"
"Doesn't matter, I'm a half a day from the town I'm heading for, and now I don't have to pay him". I didn't like that guy too, too trigger-happy. He shot three potential customers. Hey, are you headed somewhere particular ?"
"Err, no."
"Whould you come with me to that town ? I'll pay you $25."
"It's a deal."

And so they head off to Redding.
 
RE: Very nice

OOC : I just can't seem to find time to continue this, but I'll make some. Sometime... I'm not finished with this.
 
Headed for Redding

Ramone- Hey, wait a minute.

Ramone heads back to the guard he shot, just a minute of walking away, and searches the dead body for anything that's worth anything. "This isn't bad..." Ramone thinks to himself. "A double barrel shotgun, 10 12. gauge shells, $10,- and..... Whohoo ! A Cannister of jet ! It would be wise to save this to a combat, but.." Ramone can't hold himself and inhales the jet. Instantaniously he feels energized, and the fog that clogs his mind disappears.
"Let's hit it ! You said half a day ? I can do this in half an hour !" Ramone says to the trader.
The trader : "Whoa ! Easy there ! You'd dry out in an hour."
"I don't care ! Let's GO !"
"Ok, ok, I'm going already"

A half a day later they reach Redding. Ramone seems a lot less active. In fact, he's got his old stoned-like looks back.
The trader : "Thanks for tagging along, here's $25,-"
"Thanks, I really need this"
"You know, if you're looking for money, drop by some time. We can always need an extra guard"
"I'll remember. See ya"

And the trader walks off to the north, where the market is. Ramone decides to spend his money on something, so he goes to the general store.
"Whadda you want ?"
"Hello, I'd like some food, and a 2 cannisters of water"

The woman behind the counter takes something from a shelf behind her, and throws it on the counter

"Two jerky's, a whole Iguana-onna-stick, and two flasks of water. That'll be $30,-"
"I'll give you $20,-"
"Are you deaf ?! I said $30,-. No bargaining."
"$25,-"
"Ok, have it your way" And she starts putting the stuff back on the counter.
"Wait ! Wait, here's $30,-"
"..." She takes the money, and turns around.
"Err, do you have something to pack this in ?"
"Here" she hands him some tin foil "Pack it and scram"

After Ramone packed his stuff, he leaves the store.
(thinking) "Damn, what a bitch. Oh well, I have my stuff, don't I ? Ok, what'll I do with this $5,- ? Hey, there's a casino, I'll think I'll try my luck there..."

In the casino, Ramone spots some one-armed-bandids, and because He doesn't know anything about roulette or craps, he puts $5,- in a slot.
"Hey, this is cool, the bar in my home town had a thing just like this. It looks like this thing is fully loaded."

He pulls the arm of the thing.
"Cherry, bell, lemon. Well, that's two points"
"Lemon, lemon, lemon. Whohoo, 5 points. I'm at $10,-"
"Let's see now. Bell, Bell, aw, lemon"
"Another try. Hey, triple bar. Triple barrr.... YEAH !! TRIPLE BAR ! I WON THE JACKPOT !!

He pulls the knob for payment, and the slot machine spews his intestines (the money) all over Ramone and the floor. Ramone puts most of the money ($1000,-) in his backpack, and another $250,- in his pockets.
"Ok, time to hit a bar.."
 
RE: Headed for Redding

hmm it's ok good too.
i Rate it all 7
My rate system:
1. A walktrough taken from the quest log
5. an average story
10. "Fire from the sky" on Duck And Cover
So this story was better than average and that's positive!
 
RE: Headed for Redding

Hey, that means I'm better than I though I'd be !
I personally think my story's a bit corny, but I have these ideas about non-conventional story's, and I'm planning on implementing those in this one. I don't have much time to work on this, so I guess it'll take a while to post the next chapter.
 
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