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STATUS: I have been a busy worker bee, nobody is forgotten, forgive me! I'll get caught up soon. 3 yrs ago
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I have been a busy worker bee, nobody is forgotten, forgive me! I'll get caught up soon.
3 yrs ago
Sunday is date day (keep the romance alive guild peoples) So my replies will likely be delayed if they aren't almost finished already. See you tomorrow~
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Hey you, yes you reading this. Go into off-topic and send a picture of your dog. A thread full of puppies makes everyone's day better.
8 yrs ago
Be all moved in by the end of the day- And will post with my keyboard as to actually catch up.
8 yrs ago
Most of it caught up, just four more? Also have a long opening post. It's been taking me so long because I'm on my phone, I'll never type as,fast without a keyboard.
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I would but Sleeth is much farther away. He's got a good few miles out. If everyone is terribly slow he'll do it
Im around dont worry. Just crushingly busy
Looking forward to it. Also, nate. I got a temporary laptop while my other is being fixed. I can see about those visuals if you'd send me a good description of your angel. Also to note I will send two pictures for example: A close up for details of the face and one full body. If there's anything else you'd want leave it in that PM.
I'm just really sick.
Sorry gents had to work today (Or rather yesterday it's 2AM for me) if you don't have the patience then go ahead and post your own results, I won't he determining everything just sometimes I will interject but mostly play as NPC's so don't feel the need to wait. This is an RP, not a dungeon crawler. If you insist on my interjection I shall post later on today. Sorry for the wait.
Life is boring! *Cuddles my internet*
jeffhudson said
After making it most of the way to central park, Ares notices a fiend, who appeared to be flying high, cut out of a side street. Ares promptly dropped prone behind some debris bringing to his shoulder. Ares thinks to himself as he carefully looks around and noticed an old apartment complex to his left, with a busted window on the first floor, large enough for him to climb through if things go south here. After deciding what to do Ares calmly takes aim at the back of the fiends neck right above where it meets the shoulders. Aiming dead center of it, he hopes to send the bullet straight through the throat and the spinal cord.After slowly pulling the trigger all that would be heard around there is a light clanking of metal on metal as he calmly works the action, a light thump of the bullet hitting his target and the thud of the target hitting the ground. A couple of thuds later the knife will have stop moving after falling from the unlucky, or lucky for hopefully perishing instantly, fiend's hand. Ares, thinks to himself as he calmly moves his rifle and body enough to stay behind the debris, but able to see and aim down the side street. He decided to spend four or five minutes surveying the area from his vantage point, making sure to check behind him every so often, then check and loot anything of value off of the poor sod whose life he had to end, and finally proceed the last 10 blocks to Central Park, which appears to be an NCR refugee camp.
The fiend had [Two] rebounds on him but no caps to his name- he probably spent those caps on the rebounds. He had a few random .357 cases on him for some reason but nothing else of value was on him. The are around the Ex-Ranger was "Calm" the only people around were a few refugees several blocks ahead, coming out of a side road and towards the encampment in a rush but the streets were clean. A small patrol of eight soldiers began to walk down the road, checking them for fiends or raiders.
Nyther said
Miles picked through an abandoned shipyard. The soft rocking of the rusty boats in the water were oddly calming to him. He stood on the bow of the ship he was currently searching through and looked out on the wastelands. He saw no movement. So he went back to the cabin to see if he could find anything of value. The Outcasts liked for him to bring them rare things more than weapons. Miles thought that odd. He felt nothing was more important than a good weapon and a lot of caps in your pocket. After thoroughly searching the cabin and only finding a little bit of scrap metal, he walked off the boat and onto the dock to continue searching the remaining boats.
The reactor core of the boat was [Fried.] However, a sensor module was still very well intact. Though condition didn't effect their value to the Outcasts it was basically nothing in the end, worth only slightly more than the scrap metals. If he so chose too, he could check for other parts within it's depths but getting through the machinery to the core would be a pain. There was a 10mm handgun in the emergency box and some rations that had turned too dust. The handgun was in [No] condition to fire however and was little more than a few parts. The box of [23] rounds though was well in order to be fired.
The problem with such subways was the loudness of such noises, such a hollow emptiness conveyed noises all to much. As this raider fell his caps clinked around and the badly beaten .32 revolver he had [Fell] to the concrete, sending what seemed to be a bang in such a place. "Who's there?" A snarled voice asks, starting to walk out from a maintenance door. "Vince if you drop that damn thing it'll go off you idiot."
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