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Ace Makovich - Woods
He sat on the ground, leaning against a tree. He had been waiting for a while, looking for Radstags. He reached into his pack and pulled out a dirty bottle of whisky. He pulled the cap off and took a long swig. He could feel the warmth of the liquor traveling through his body and could feel himself getting a nice buzz.
As he sat there, he suddenly heard a branch snap. He immediately jumped up but nearly fell as he tumbled. As he gained his footing he grabbed his 10mm pistol and looked around. He spotted a lone radstag grazing. He slowly started walking to it and started to point his gun. He could feel his heart racing, and was feeling the effects of the alcohol as he began to sweat.
He shot a round and missed the creature in front of him. The radstag entered into a frenzied state and soon started charging him. Before he could shoot it again, he was slammed into a tree by the radstag, his head slamming into the bark.
His vision blurred and he could feel the warmth of his blood as it dripped down his face. He could see the radstag running away. He tried to get on his feet, but was having a hard time. But managed to grab a branch of the tree and pulled himself up. The world seemed to be spinning; at this point he wasn’t sure if it was from alcohol or the blow to the head.
He dusted himself off and slowly started to look up as he heard the very familiar sounds of a charging animal. The radstag was charging towards him with its head down. Ace feverishly looked for his pistol and finally saw it laying a fe yard in front of him in the path of the charging radstag. He tried running for it but realized it would be too late.
As soon as the radstag was close to him and about to slam into him he jumped as it thrust its head upwards. Ace flew through the air and landed hard on the ground. He pulled the combat knife from his boot and readied himself for another charge. The creature was furious and it growled as it charged towards him.
As it charged, ace rolled to the side and stuck his arm out with the knife, slashing the left front leg. The radstag crashed to the ground and struggled to get on it’s feet.
He saw a thick branch on the ground that had fallen from the tree. He walked over to it and picked it up. The radstag still struggled to get up, as Ace approached it with the branch in hand. As creatures cried out and struggled, Ace raised branch over his head and slammed it on the creatures head over and over again.
He walked to where he last saw his pistol and picked it up. He cocked the gun and walked over to the radstag and put a bullet in each of its heads. He grabbed a towel from his pack and wiped his forehead. It was covered in blood. Some of the radstag but most of it his own. His head was sore but it seemed he was no longer bleeding. His chest and back ached. He lifted his shirt and his chest and stomach was bruised from the slams he received from the radstag. The area was tender as he flinched pulling the shirt down.
After taking another swig from the whiskey bottle, he grabbed the cord of rope in his pack. He firmly wrapped it around the animal and started dragging it back to town. He decided next time, he'd wait till after he caught and killed an animal to drink.
He sat on the ground, leaning against a tree. He had been waiting for a while, looking for Radstags. He reached into his pack and pulled out a dirty bottle of whisky. He pulled the cap off and took a long swig. He could feel the warmth of the liquor traveling through his body and could feel himself getting a nice buzz.
As he sat there, he suddenly heard a branch snap. He immediately jumped up but nearly fell as he tumbled. As he gained his footing he grabbed his 10mm pistol and looked around. He spotted a lone radstag grazing. He slowly started walking to it and started to point his gun. He could feel his heart racing, and was feeling the effects of the alcohol as he began to sweat.
He shot a round and missed the creature in front of him. The radstag entered into a frenzied state and soon started charging him. Before he could shoot it again, he was slammed into a tree by the radstag, his head slamming into the bark.
His vision blurred and he could feel the warmth of his blood as it dripped down his face. He could see the radstag running away. He tried to get on his feet, but was having a hard time. But managed to grab a branch of the tree and pulled himself up. The world seemed to be spinning; at this point he wasn’t sure if it was from alcohol or the blow to the head.
He dusted himself off and slowly started to look up as he heard the very familiar sounds of a charging animal. The radstag was charging towards him with its head down. Ace feverishly looked for his pistol and finally saw it laying a fe yard in front of him in the path of the charging radstag. He tried running for it but realized it would be too late.
As soon as the radstag was close to him and about to slam into him he jumped as it thrust its head upwards. Ace flew through the air and landed hard on the ground. He pulled the combat knife from his boot and readied himself for another charge. The creature was furious and it growled as it charged towards him.
As it charged, ace rolled to the side and stuck his arm out with the knife, slashing the left front leg. The radstag crashed to the ground and struggled to get on it’s feet.
He saw a thick branch on the ground that had fallen from the tree. He walked over to it and picked it up. The radstag still struggled to get up, as Ace approached it with the branch in hand. As creatures cried out and struggled, Ace raised branch over his head and slammed it on the creatures head over and over again.
He walked to where he last saw his pistol and picked it up. He cocked the gun and walked over to the radstag and put a bullet in each of its heads. He grabbed a towel from his pack and wiped his forehead. It was covered in blood. Some of the radstag but most of it his own. His head was sore but it seemed he was no longer bleeding. His chest and back ached. He lifted his shirt and his chest and stomach was bruised from the slams he received from the radstag. The area was tender as he flinched pulling the shirt down.
After taking another swig from the whiskey bottle, he grabbed the cord of rope in his pack. He firmly wrapped it around the animal and started dragging it back to town. He decided next time, he'd wait till after he caught and killed an animal to drink.
Approved crimson. Although I'm sure people will be apprehensive of him if he's open about being coa. I'm sure most view them as crazy murderous fanfics. Also, don't know how these "strayed from the flock coa" will react
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feel free to join us in the discord chat room. large group of fallout followers there
always forget about him. But yeah, approved then
also didn't see the interest check section. We pretty much checked interest on the discord chat. discord.gg/DkZnUKb
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