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Australian, then? Is it 2:53 PM on your end as well?
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Two days ago, Noble Arms is indisputably four years old, spread out across three threads, and the third thread is still ongoing and about to reach the endgame...
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Can't believe that I actually got an RP close to its endgame, btw...
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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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Australian, then? Is it 2:53 PM on your end as well?
I'm guessing Jinx is actually jinxed to always get into situations where he gets hurt quite a bit...
Heh. Anyway, what's your Timezone?
As Jinx lay down, bleeding his life out and waiting for a medic (coughDannycough), Albert was managing to keep up the defenders' morale with his singing, his voice wafting through the din of battle - an old microphone given by a helpful officer helped - and helping the brave men and women of Liberty Island hold the line, stalemating wave after wave of raiders.
However, no matter how much Albert's voice strained, it was clear that numbers, along with the Raiders' own use of cover and grenades, were beginning to tell; without a miracle, the enemy would soon break through.
@Simple Unicycle, @jordy0403, @EvilEdd1984
However, no matter how much Albert's voice strained, it was clear that numbers, along with the Raiders' own use of cover and grenades, were beginning to tell; without a miracle, the enemy would soon break through.
@Simple Unicycle, @jordy0403, @EvilEdd1984
@jordy0403@Madly33, the slaver attack that Forty led is already in the past. However, the Raiders on the east side of Liberty Island are launching an all-out assault at present, attempting to migrate. There are 80 of them versus 30 Liberty Island defenders, including Mercs and Bots.
Because of RL drama, Rokku, Kaze and I will probably be posting slower.
Yeouch! That's horrible for ya!
Nothing says Par can't have Animal Friend.
Paradise 'Par' Rapids - Old Man's Corner
"The 'Trash Toss' would work well, being a hole that leads both inside and outside the walls. However," Par turned to Gabe, "you'll have to swim through rotting naked bodies; are you sure you can do that?" Yes, Par was showing his 'too-quick-to-criticize' flaw again. Then, an idea would come upon Par.
"I've got it!" he whispered. "The Trash toss is an attraction to scavengers, like Feral Ghouls, stray dogs, and, of course, wandering Yao Guai, either from the countryside or escaped from the Zoos of New York." He would presumably see incredulous looks. "No, I've heard about it from the Slavers'; Yao Guai do come to Central Park at times, and would logically search out local food sources.
Par then smirked, then spoke:
"You guys heard of the Capital Wasteland, right? About the Brotherhood and Enclave? Well, the news was brought to us by a Scavenger from that place down south...who had a Yao Guai companion* and was willing to teach a paying customer some tricks, espeically on said customer's 18th Birthday." Expecting incredulous looks, Par continued:
"Yes, I'm saying a Scavenger from the Wasteland taught me how to tame a Yao Guai. How do you think I survived all those truck trips through and from Upstate New York alone? It's easy; Yao Guai are occassionally friendly with Bloatflies...you still don't believe me, don't you? Fine, I'll show you!" And with that, he went off the woods quicker than anyone can catch him.
Nightfall; Three Hours Later
A snarling, clawing Yao Guai, aka a mutated black bear, would burst out of the woods...Par on his back and tugging at the beast's ears.
"Steady! Steady!" he shouted, before clamping down his hand, which smelled of Bloatfly, at the beast's nose, causing it to cry out in distress, before quieting down.
"Okay, did not think this through." Presumably seeing more incredulous looks, Par said:
"We've lost enough time already; I'd teach Gabe because he's the more outdoorsy type, but right now, the slaves are cleaning up before they are taken to bed - in more than one sense." That last part was unwelcome.
"I'm going to go to the watchtower on the top of the hill, and then go on a rampage across the fields; the slaves have been withdrawn from them as its nighttime and farming is less productive at that time. You guys go to the 'Trash Toss' and go rescue the slaves."
Some Hours Later
The Watchtower had been cleared, and Par and his mount had broken through to Old Man's Corner, surprising a patrol of guards. Par, as his mount bit off the head of one of Forty's men - not that he knew that person served Forty - fired blindly at a couple of approaching thugs with his submachine, missing, but forcing them to take cover anyway.
He was having the time of his life.
((*Taken from here: fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Yao_guai_(Fallo.. ))
@Madly33 @shadowsaint007 @Kenyeismylife
"The 'Trash Toss' would work well, being a hole that leads both inside and outside the walls. However," Par turned to Gabe, "you'll have to swim through rotting naked bodies; are you sure you can do that?" Yes, Par was showing his 'too-quick-to-criticize' flaw again. Then, an idea would come upon Par.
"I've got it!" he whispered. "The Trash toss is an attraction to scavengers, like Feral Ghouls, stray dogs, and, of course, wandering Yao Guai, either from the countryside or escaped from the Zoos of New York." He would presumably see incredulous looks. "No, I've heard about it from the Slavers'; Yao Guai do come to Central Park at times, and would logically search out local food sources.
Par then smirked, then spoke:
"You guys heard of the Capital Wasteland, right? About the Brotherhood and Enclave? Well, the news was brought to us by a Scavenger from that place down south...who had a Yao Guai companion* and was willing to teach a paying customer some tricks, espeically on said customer's 18th Birthday." Expecting incredulous looks, Par continued:
"Yes, I'm saying a Scavenger from the Wasteland taught me how to tame a Yao Guai. How do you think I survived all those truck trips through and from Upstate New York alone? It's easy; Yao Guai are occassionally friendly with Bloatflies...you still don't believe me, don't you? Fine, I'll show you!" And with that, he went off the woods quicker than anyone can catch him.
Nightfall; Three Hours Later
A snarling, clawing Yao Guai, aka a mutated black bear, would burst out of the woods...Par on his back and tugging at the beast's ears.
"Steady! Steady!" he shouted, before clamping down his hand, which smelled of Bloatfly, at the beast's nose, causing it to cry out in distress, before quieting down.
"Okay, did not think this through." Presumably seeing more incredulous looks, Par said:
"We've lost enough time already; I'd teach Gabe because he's the more outdoorsy type, but right now, the slaves are cleaning up before they are taken to bed - in more than one sense." That last part was unwelcome.
"I'm going to go to the watchtower on the top of the hill, and then go on a rampage across the fields; the slaves have been withdrawn from them as its nighttime and farming is less productive at that time. You guys go to the 'Trash Toss' and go rescue the slaves."
Some Hours Later
The Watchtower had been cleared, and Par and his mount had broken through to Old Man's Corner, surprising a patrol of guards. Par, as his mount bit off the head of one of Forty's men - not that he knew that person served Forty - fired blindly at a couple of approaching thugs with his submachine, missing, but forcing them to take cover anyway.
He was having the time of his life.
((*Taken from here: fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Yao_guai_(Fallo.. ))
@Madly33 @shadowsaint007 @Kenyeismylife
They would be guided to the barracks, where several reserves, as well as members not yet in their shift, were waiting.
"So," asked a Black woman, "what can this dork do that just drinking moonshine cannot?"
"Besides the obvious, you mean?" said a slightly older Asian girl.
"Come on, sing!" shouted one of the men. It was clear that the people were either really bored, really worried about the Raider threat, or both.
Nevertheless, if Albert began to sing, he would mesmerize the audience right away, the soothing tones of Louis' Armstrong's music taking their cares and worries away -
Suddenly, a loud explosion rang out, as shouting and sounds of gunfire echoed from the lines to the east; the Raiders were finally launching their massive attack/migration! Nevertheless, the revitalized troops in the barracks rushed out to join the defense, fully confident again; Albert had done good work.
A man gave him his 25 caps, then spoke:
"If you can devise a way to keep up the troops' morale during battle, we'll pay you 200 Caps!"
@Simple Unicycle
"So," asked a Black woman, "what can this dork do that just drinking moonshine cannot?"
"Besides the obvious, you mean?" said a slightly older Asian girl.
"Come on, sing!" shouted one of the men. It was clear that the people were either really bored, really worried about the Raider threat, or both.
Nevertheless, if Albert began to sing, he would mesmerize the audience right away, the soothing tones of Louis' Armstrong's music taking their cares and worries away -
Suddenly, a loud explosion rang out, as shouting and sounds of gunfire echoed from the lines to the east; the Raiders were finally launching their massive attack/migration! Nevertheless, the revitalized troops in the barracks rushed out to join the defense, fully confident again; Albert had done good work.
A man gave him his 25 caps, then spoke:
"If you can devise a way to keep up the troops' morale during battle, we'll pay you 200 Caps!"
@Simple Unicycle
Liberty Island was clearly in a state of alert, with the two being accosted by guardsmen, who, after being talked out of seeing them as a danger, would then reveal that 80 raiders, a force that outnumbered the garrison, was occupying the ruins of Fort Hamilton just across the east side of Liberty Island. This meant that the people were on high alert, especially as a band of slavers had taken advantage of the distraction in order to kidnap a large number of people and take them to Old Man's Corner.
Upon realizing that Albert knew music, he would then be asked, and paid with 25 caps, to 'raise morale' among the guardsmen and other troops...
@Simple Unicycle
Upon realizing that Albert knew music, he would then be asked, and paid with 25 caps, to 'raise morale' among the guardsmen and other troops...
@Simple Unicycle
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