@Greched probably recognize mine, since he was part of SRB, the other character it's possible he might not as he worked with FEV in biological and he had taken leave of absence from work close to the end.
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@Grecmy question then would be what would he do if he saw someone from the institute. I only ask cause we have two characters who live under the radar and no one in town knows they are from institute
@Grecdid the railroad do a mindwipe on the synth? like would he recognize members of the institute?
Ace Makovich – Diner
Ace looked around and soon everyone had left. HE crossed his arms and walked back to the kitchen area. *All those people and not a single sale.* He wiped down the counter and continued to try and read the paper but as he sat down on the stool, an older woman with bags in hand walked inside the diner. Ace looked up from his paper, “I will be right with you ma’am, please have a seat anywhere.”
He stood up and made a new batch of coffee. As he waited for the pot, a caravan arrived in front of the diner, and soon Daniel Fitch and his cohorts walked in. Ace smiled as they delivered the milk he had ordered. They knew the drill and headed to the hatch outside the diner that led downstairs. Ace walked outside and unlocked it for them.
“Took you guys a while, its nearly 1PM.” Ace said as he turned to Daniel.
“Eh, you got your milk that’s all that matter. Also, got those crates of veggies and spices you requested. I gotta get going, gotta get the gun from Barney otherwise Mom will chew me out.”
Ace locked up the cellar doors and returned back inside. He walked over to the elderly woman, “Name’s Ace, Anything I can do for you ma’am, I can pretty much cook up anything you like. As you can see I got restocked, so don’t be afraid to request anything.”
Ace looked around and soon everyone had left. HE crossed his arms and walked back to the kitchen area. *All those people and not a single sale.* He wiped down the counter and continued to try and read the paper but as he sat down on the stool, an older woman with bags in hand walked inside the diner. Ace looked up from his paper, “I will be right with you ma’am, please have a seat anywhere.”
He stood up and made a new batch of coffee. As he waited for the pot, a caravan arrived in front of the diner, and soon Daniel Fitch and his cohorts walked in. Ace smiled as they delivered the milk he had ordered. They knew the drill and headed to the hatch outside the diner that led downstairs. Ace walked outside and unlocked it for them.
“Took you guys a while, its nearly 1PM.” Ace said as he turned to Daniel.
“Eh, you got your milk that’s all that matter. Also, got those crates of veggies and spices you requested. I gotta get going, gotta get the gun from Barney otherwise Mom will chew me out.”
Ace locked up the cellar doors and returned back inside. He walked over to the elderly woman, “Name’s Ace, Anything I can do for you ma’am, I can pretty much cook up anything you like. As you can see I got restocked, so don’t be afraid to request anything.”
Rick Noel – Finch Farm
Rick woke up early in the morning. It was hard not to, as it seemed to be quite lively outside. He sat up on the old mattress, and stretched his arms as he tried to alleviate some of the pain and tension on his back. The mattresses at Vault 88 were far more comfortable than these so called beds. The vault’s mattresses had been in vacuum sealed storage containers. Why no one made new ones surprised him.
He hadn’t gotten a chance to see where he had arrived. After a long day he headed straight to this little guesthouse and rented a room. He grabbed his bag and headed for the hall. He looked down both ends and saw a room marked *Bathroom/Showers* and had the male symbol on it. He headed for the room and stepped inside. He cringed his nose at the smell; it definitely wasn’t Institute quality clean.
It dawned on him, he would now have to get used to such accommodations and quickly went about his business. After using the toilet and taking a quick ice cold shower, he left the guesthouse and found himself by the market of the settlement. It was quite busy as people were coming in and doing some shopping. He looked around and the vast array of vegetables surprised him.
He perused the various stands, and saw stopped at a clothing vendor. He saw a pair of blue jeans and some white undershirts that were his size and he decided to purchase them. To most this would seem like a mundane transaction but to Rick it was exciting making his first purchase. He would now get to buy clothes, rather than putting dirty clothes in hamper and retrieving clean clothes from a freshly stocked communal bin.
As he walked around he spotted a pair of sunglasses. *These glasses look similar to the ones X1-25 used to wear while deployed to the field.* He purchased them and put them on. It wasn’t a sunny day, but he liked the way they looked. He made his way to some caravans, and heard them talk about heading to Salem. He had read of the small town from early reports, about a town, but where only one man was left, rest had been killed or left.
However, from the sounds of it, peoplpe were settling there again. It piqued his interest, he had option of staying at Finch Farm or head for a new settlement. He tapped them man that seemed to be leading his caravan, "I'm sorry, I heard you're headed for Salem, can I accompany you on the trip?"
"I dunno kid, we aint in the protection racket. But can't stop you from trailing us. Just make sure you know how to use that gun of yours."
"Don't worry I know how," Replied Rick as he adjusted the straps on his backpack, "Name's Rick."
"Daniel Finch, just try and keep up. It's about 2 hour walk, but we try to move quickly and get there sooner."
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Daniel wasn't kidding when he said they moved quickly. They were close to jogging not walking. At least it was a steady pace, and rick was able to tail along. The stillness of the Commonwealth was almost palpatable, for the most part it was dead silent aside from the sound of the wagon wheels and their footsteps.
Rick could see a lighthouse closing up in the distance, but rather than head straight, they made their way leftward, and away from the main road. Instead of jogging, they slowed down and were careful. It seemed the area was well known for raids. They passed the area as quietly and as quickly as possible. Soon they were back on the road to Salem.
They were close to the Museum of Witchcraft, and oddly enough a growling sound emanated from the inside. Daniel looked back at Rick, "Stay away from there, some terrible Joojoo in there."
Rick nodded, but he stopped in his track and looked to the northwest. A strange pull called to him in the distance. He looked back at Daniel, "Thanks for the company. But this is where we part ways."
"Good luck, and remember stay out of that building." Daniel shouted back as he continued on his way.
Rick continued in the direction of the pull, and soon found himself outside an old quarry, a place called Dunwich Borers. He carefully made his way forawrd, but there didn't seem to be anyone there. He got on all fours and carefully made his way to the edge. He looked around him again to make sure no one was around then looked down.
He could hear slight chanting of sorts, and a group of hooded people stood at the bottom of the deep pit. He couldn't make out what they were saying but they congregated among something, but he couldnt make out what it was. He jumped to the walked way below him and quietly began to make his way down to get a closer view.
He was closer now, and there appeared to be two groups. One group off to the side, was using the machinery to continue digging, the other group was before a monolith of some sort, a small obelisk much like the one located in Bunker hill, but it was roughly 12 ft tall, and looked like it had been dragged there. Whatever the hooded men chanted, he couldn't understand. However, every so often he felt a wave or pull coming from the obelisk.
He had enough and started to make his way back up. As he left, he heard shouting, and he looked back. Hooded men and woman started to give chase and they were beginning to pull out weapons. Rick started to run, and he pulled his bag forward and opened it. He pulled two plasma cells from his pack, and quickly zipped it and put it back on.
He grabbed the cells and smashed one and pulled some filament and wrapping from one and released it. He wrapped the other cell with the metal copper with the positive side facing negative and vice versa. He tied the fillament and soon the cell began to get hot, and very quickly too. He reached the top, and quickly he threw it down on the landing below. As soon as it hit landing, a sizeable explosion emanated, and the the planks collapsed.
He had prevented them from chasing him for the time being. He continued running south as fast as he could and not looking back. Whatever he had seen was not normal, and whatever it was no one would believe.
Rick woke up early in the morning. It was hard not to, as it seemed to be quite lively outside. He sat up on the old mattress, and stretched his arms as he tried to alleviate some of the pain and tension on his back. The mattresses at Vault 88 were far more comfortable than these so called beds. The vault’s mattresses had been in vacuum sealed storage containers. Why no one made new ones surprised him.
He hadn’t gotten a chance to see where he had arrived. After a long day he headed straight to this little guesthouse and rented a room. He grabbed his bag and headed for the hall. He looked down both ends and saw a room marked *Bathroom/Showers* and had the male symbol on it. He headed for the room and stepped inside. He cringed his nose at the smell; it definitely wasn’t Institute quality clean.
It dawned on him, he would now have to get used to such accommodations and quickly went about his business. After using the toilet and taking a quick ice cold shower, he left the guesthouse and found himself by the market of the settlement. It was quite busy as people were coming in and doing some shopping. He looked around and the vast array of vegetables surprised him.
He perused the various stands, and saw stopped at a clothing vendor. He saw a pair of blue jeans and some white undershirts that were his size and he decided to purchase them. To most this would seem like a mundane transaction but to Rick it was exciting making his first purchase. He would now get to buy clothes, rather than putting dirty clothes in hamper and retrieving clean clothes from a freshly stocked communal bin.
As he walked around he spotted a pair of sunglasses. *These glasses look similar to the ones X1-25 used to wear while deployed to the field.* He purchased them and put them on. It wasn’t a sunny day, but he liked the way they looked. He made his way to some caravans, and heard them talk about heading to Salem. He had read of the small town from early reports, about a town, but where only one man was left, rest had been killed or left.
However, from the sounds of it, peoplpe were settling there again. It piqued his interest, he had option of staying at Finch Farm or head for a new settlement. He tapped them man that seemed to be leading his caravan, "I'm sorry, I heard you're headed for Salem, can I accompany you on the trip?"
"I dunno kid, we aint in the protection racket. But can't stop you from trailing us. Just make sure you know how to use that gun of yours."
"Don't worry I know how," Replied Rick as he adjusted the straps on his backpack, "Name's Rick."
"Daniel Finch, just try and keep up. It's about 2 hour walk, but we try to move quickly and get there sooner."
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Daniel wasn't kidding when he said they moved quickly. They were close to jogging not walking. At least it was a steady pace, and rick was able to tail along. The stillness of the Commonwealth was almost palpatable, for the most part it was dead silent aside from the sound of the wagon wheels and their footsteps.
Rick could see a lighthouse closing up in the distance, but rather than head straight, they made their way leftward, and away from the main road. Instead of jogging, they slowed down and were careful. It seemed the area was well known for raids. They passed the area as quietly and as quickly as possible. Soon they were back on the road to Salem.
They were close to the Museum of Witchcraft, and oddly enough a growling sound emanated from the inside. Daniel looked back at Rick, "Stay away from there, some terrible Joojoo in there."
Rick nodded, but he stopped in his track and looked to the northwest. A strange pull called to him in the distance. He looked back at Daniel, "Thanks for the company. But this is where we part ways."
"Good luck, and remember stay out of that building." Daniel shouted back as he continued on his way.
Rick continued in the direction of the pull, and soon found himself outside an old quarry, a place called Dunwich Borers. He carefully made his way forawrd, but there didn't seem to be anyone there. He got on all fours and carefully made his way to the edge. He looked around him again to make sure no one was around then looked down.
He could hear slight chanting of sorts, and a group of hooded people stood at the bottom of the deep pit. He couldn't make out what they were saying but they congregated among something, but he couldnt make out what it was. He jumped to the walked way below him and quietly began to make his way down to get a closer view.
He was closer now, and there appeared to be two groups. One group off to the side, was using the machinery to continue digging, the other group was before a monolith of some sort, a small obelisk much like the one located in Bunker hill, but it was roughly 12 ft tall, and looked like it had been dragged there. Whatever the hooded men chanted, he couldn't understand. However, every so often he felt a wave or pull coming from the obelisk.
He had enough and started to make his way back up. As he left, he heard shouting, and he looked back. Hooded men and woman started to give chase and they were beginning to pull out weapons. Rick started to run, and he pulled his bag forward and opened it. He pulled two plasma cells from his pack, and quickly zipped it and put it back on.
He grabbed the cells and smashed one and pulled some filament and wrapping from one and released it. He wrapped the other cell with the metal copper with the positive side facing negative and vice versa. He tied the fillament and soon the cell began to get hot, and very quickly too. He reached the top, and quickly he threw it down on the landing below. As soon as it hit landing, a sizeable explosion emanated, and the the planks collapsed.
He had prevented them from chasing him for the time being. He continued running south as fast as he could and not looking back. Whatever he had seen was not normal, and whatever it was no one would believe.
and more General plots will be seen very soon but as stated before it's is up to you whether or not you go along with it. Don't want to force anyone into anything. This is about writing and having fun while doing so within a fallout universe
@Stitchesthats correct. We are going freeform, you can form own path. No one is beholden to just one path. You can go on as many or as few arcs as you want. As long as you're respectful of everyone you'll be fine. Town will always be here for you to come and take a load off as you rp
@Vas Khaleenyes, still accepting
Ace Makovich - Diner
The woman replied in a croaky and sullen voice. "Not that I know of, they thought I was dead..." She tried to laugh. "...They're gonna wish they were right once I'm done with 'em," She slurred her last few word. Ace nodded, and she continued “Very hospitable, for a wastelander," she noted idly. "I hope your 'friends' are as nice as you are."
“Well just wanted make sure to see whether or not we should ready ourselves for a raid, can’t be too careful, especially out here.” Ace replied, “As far as Barney, the old man, he’s alright. It of an ass, plenty of attitude but he keeps folk in line. Besides he’s only getting the doctor.”
Ace looked over the woman in front of him. It seemed her attackers had it easy, as she wore no armor. What caught his attention was the rifle she carried, it was an Institute rifle. Clearly it had been modified. That in itself might be a beacon for someone to attack. Most still remain wary of anything institute related, even though they had been destroyed two years ago.
The woman looked a bit dazed, as she looked around as she asked where she was located. “You’re in Salem, small town north of Boston area. More mirelurk in the surrounding area than people, plus we have a Children of Atom infestation to the southeast.”
As Ace answered the question, Steve walked in and referred to him as Acey. That was his childhood nickname, and he hated it. His face probably showed as much. Ace walked back behind the counter and grabbed two mugs. As he poured Steve a cup he responded, “Unless you’re my mother, don’t call me Acey.”
Steve looked at the injured woman, “Another one? This is why I said the clinic should be moved to the first floor...." he sighed "I’ll carry you up there after I’ve had my coffee. “
Ace shook his head as he placed a mug and poured her some coffee, “What do you mean another one? Besides, no need to carry anyone. I sent Barney to go get the doc, so let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” As Ace stood there speaking to Steve, brandy walked in, setting her bag at the counter. He looked back at Steve, “By the way, there was some guy inquiring about the horse last night. I’d be careful if I was you.”
As he said that to Steve, Brandy made her way over and introduced herself to the new guest. Ace felt Brandy was too trusting in people. Seeing them all as good, that is until they point a gun in your face. After all, the first thing Ace did when she walked in was to click the safety off on his pistol. Brandy excused herself, headed to the counter and motioned for Ace to come over.
Ace walked over and she leaned in and asked him how breakfast was, “It was good, though eggs were burnt around the edges… Though I think we should talk about a certain someone breaking in, you could’ve just left note to come over, and I would’ve happily obliged…By the way, when you leave a place you’ve broken into, make sure to lock door on your way out. Also, i was just joking about flowers and chocolates but now that you mention it... no need to worry about such trivialities.”
She mentioned a sign on top of the diner. Ace thought for a bit and aside from the diner sign, he couldn’t remember one being up there. Ace inquired as to what it said, and as soon as she told him, his eyes widened and he looked over at Steve. Ace wasn’t so mad at the fact, steve had put the sign, but the fact that he was up on his roof.
Brandy walked over to Steve to confront him over the sign. Ace reached for his pocket, pulled the tine out and took one of the pills. He placed it back in his pocket and walked over o where Brandy was, “You put that sign on the roof of the diner? Do you own this diner? Did you ask Ace? Because it wasn’t up there earlier when I was here. That is unacceptable, go put that on you…Pleasure Den. That sign will make people leave, and what if they have children huh? You freely advertise drugs and other nasty things right there for everyone to see? That’s just wrong, you need to take that off of Ace’s diner…RIGHT NOW!!! It’s disgusting.”
“Whoa, hold on a minute there. No one is going back up there yet. First of all you could’ve inquired before putting a sign on my roof. What if you had fallen? I’ve been meaning to reinforce it, and last thing I need is someone walking up there.” Ace said as he stood next to Brandy and placed his hands on her shoulders.
He kissed her cheek, “Now you need to calm down, okay? Frown lines don’t suit that pretty face of yours. Don’t worry I’m sure Steve and I will come to an understanding.”
The woman replied in a croaky and sullen voice. "Not that I know of, they thought I was dead..." She tried to laugh. "...They're gonna wish they were right once I'm done with 'em," She slurred her last few word. Ace nodded, and she continued “Very hospitable, for a wastelander," she noted idly. "I hope your 'friends' are as nice as you are."
“Well just wanted make sure to see whether or not we should ready ourselves for a raid, can’t be too careful, especially out here.” Ace replied, “As far as Barney, the old man, he’s alright. It of an ass, plenty of attitude but he keeps folk in line. Besides he’s only getting the doctor.”
Ace looked over the woman in front of him. It seemed her attackers had it easy, as she wore no armor. What caught his attention was the rifle she carried, it was an Institute rifle. Clearly it had been modified. That in itself might be a beacon for someone to attack. Most still remain wary of anything institute related, even though they had been destroyed two years ago.
The woman looked a bit dazed, as she looked around as she asked where she was located. “You’re in Salem, small town north of Boston area. More mirelurk in the surrounding area than people, plus we have a Children of Atom infestation to the southeast.”
As Ace answered the question, Steve walked in and referred to him as Acey. That was his childhood nickname, and he hated it. His face probably showed as much. Ace walked back behind the counter and grabbed two mugs. As he poured Steve a cup he responded, “Unless you’re my mother, don’t call me Acey.”
Steve looked at the injured woman, “Another one? This is why I said the clinic should be moved to the first floor...." he sighed "I’ll carry you up there after I’ve had my coffee. “
Ace shook his head as he placed a mug and poured her some coffee, “What do you mean another one? Besides, no need to carry anyone. I sent Barney to go get the doc, so let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” As Ace stood there speaking to Steve, brandy walked in, setting her bag at the counter. He looked back at Steve, “By the way, there was some guy inquiring about the horse last night. I’d be careful if I was you.”
As he said that to Steve, Brandy made her way over and introduced herself to the new guest. Ace felt Brandy was too trusting in people. Seeing them all as good, that is until they point a gun in your face. After all, the first thing Ace did when she walked in was to click the safety off on his pistol. Brandy excused herself, headed to the counter and motioned for Ace to come over.
Ace walked over and she leaned in and asked him how breakfast was, “It was good, though eggs were burnt around the edges… Though I think we should talk about a certain someone breaking in, you could’ve just left note to come over, and I would’ve happily obliged…By the way, when you leave a place you’ve broken into, make sure to lock door on your way out. Also, i was just joking about flowers and chocolates but now that you mention it... no need to worry about such trivialities.”
She mentioned a sign on top of the diner. Ace thought for a bit and aside from the diner sign, he couldn’t remember one being up there. Ace inquired as to what it said, and as soon as she told him, his eyes widened and he looked over at Steve. Ace wasn’t so mad at the fact, steve had put the sign, but the fact that he was up on his roof.
Brandy walked over to Steve to confront him over the sign. Ace reached for his pocket, pulled the tine out and took one of the pills. He placed it back in his pocket and walked over o where Brandy was, “You put that sign on the roof of the diner? Do you own this diner? Did you ask Ace? Because it wasn’t up there earlier when I was here. That is unacceptable, go put that on you…Pleasure Den. That sign will make people leave, and what if they have children huh? You freely advertise drugs and other nasty things right there for everyone to see? That’s just wrong, you need to take that off of Ace’s diner…RIGHT NOW!!! It’s disgusting.”
“Whoa, hold on a minute there. No one is going back up there yet. First of all you could’ve inquired before putting a sign on my roof. What if you had fallen? I’ve been meaning to reinforce it, and last thing I need is someone walking up there.” Ace said as he stood next to Brandy and placed his hands on her shoulders.
He kissed her cheek, “Now you need to calm down, okay? Frown lines don’t suit that pretty face of yours. Don’t worry I’m sure Steve and I will come to an understanding.”
@Fathomless Well you can come on the discord channel and ask for some advice, may be easier than here
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