Jangel13 — Roleplayer Guild

Shiba drove through the wastelands grinning to himself as he drove knowing he was going to start his own tribe and take down scrotus. He wanted to cause true mayhem and blow up everything the warlord had before he would make scrotus eat a boom stick. As Shiba drove by he could see the scarecrows near the black top that was once the road. Shiba didn't used to be like this he used to remember living like a normal person where security, hope, and happiness were around and nobody had to kill another just for scrap. However Shiba has now gone insane but he has his voice in his head from when he used to be normal talking to him and trying to come back into what used to be normalcy. 

Shiba soon drove up to the meeting place he told the others about. It was in the big nothing which was named that because their was hardly anything here and for them meeting in a place that was more or less secluded compared to being near gastown was a good thing. The meeting place was inside the big ship that was spit in two here, it was a perfect place to start up their tribe and meet up for the first time one way in or out and the place still had armor to protect them if need be. Shiba drove inside which was obviously empty with nothing but sand and a couple pieces of scrap left but soon it would be filled with his hopeful new allies. (chums hideout if you look at maps, sorry I couldn't actually get a picture of it)

Shiba then got out of his car and sat on top of the hood  you know we used to be sane once, we didn't need to kill like this his voice told him and shiba groaned  oh shut up you, its fun to blow up everything Shiba said laughing and he could hear his voice sigh to him  maybe if were lucky being with other people might make you sane again Shiba pretended to contemplate that before saying  nope! Then again Shiba laughed loudly causing a sigh from his voice. Now all they needed to do was wait on the others to join them...

Shiba was in a somewhat secluded park in the city. Their weren't many people that came by but that didn't matter to him because in this park their were chess pedestals to play with. Shiba always brought his own set and he played whoever wanted to challenge him at the time. Shiba had few vices that he could say he enjoyed and playing chess was the only one that mattered to him. At the moment he was playing against an elderly man talking about his old days and how it was before contractors took away the sky. 

Shiba didn't particularly care because he was immersed in the game and he heard over a radio that another elderly patron brought that their was murder and it was suspected that contractors were the cause of it. Their so stupid and quick to judge a contractor because someone killed another. Shiba had no desire to kill anyone and he wasn't planning to look for anyone to fight all he wanted was to live and play chess nothing more nothing less. If he did need to kill it would only be so he can live longer he cant imagine another contractor killing and leaving evidence in plain sight like they did. Soon Shiba made one more move and said  checkmate Shiba said and he looked over the board and groaned loudly realizing that he lost and I gave a small grin at another victory wondering what he will do today...

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