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A scardey cat who won't take one for the team and is leading a pack of deathclaws in to town
and got Steve's new turret destroyed :(
Lewis251
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STATUS: Hello I Rp'ed with Vatrou on the fallout site, recently he mentioned the Roleplayer gulid so I decided to check it out. 8 yrs ago
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Hello I Rp'ed with Vatrou on the fallout site, recently he mentioned the Roleplayer gulid so I decided to check it out.
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Hello my name is Lewis I live in England, Hertfordshire where we drink tea, drive on the left side of the road and 6/2(1+2) = 9
I started roleplaying on the fallout site several years ago to help with my writing and have been hooked ever since... Heard about the roleplayergulid a while back and decided to check it out..
Will probably update this in an years time.
I started roleplaying on the fallout site several years ago to help with my writing and have been hooked ever since... Heard about the roleplayergulid a while back and decided to check it out..
Will probably update this in an years time.
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and got Steve's new turret destroyed :(
Steve cooper- S&W Weaponry - Morning
“Looks like ¾ x 10 thread pattern. Give me a couple of days and I should be able to build one for you, we can settle on a price then, sound good?”
“Yeah, that sounds fine. "Steve “If you need any parts, tell me and I’ll keep an eye out for them.”
“As far as the 9mm ammo, 2 caps a piece and the Cobray will set ya back... $350 caps.”
“Reasonable price.” Steve replied as listened to Waylon talk about the gun “ I went through the entire pistol, checked head spacing, springs, cleaned and oiled it up. She should fire like a champ, oh, and I worked the firing pin and bolt, she's a full auto now. She has a bit of muzzle rise under fire, but if you're sprayin’ and prayin’ in close quarters she'll make a person into Swiss cheese real quick.” Waylon laughed and finished counting out the ammo.
“Good to hear but I reckon the gun will become abit more controllable once the silencer is on... even looks like it was built to have as standard issue.”
He swapped the ammo and pistol for Steve's caps; he reached out and shook Steve's hand, “Enjoy, thanks for the business. I need to run upstairs and check on Eliza. Say, have you seen Shelby? She hasn't been here since I woke up, seems a little off to me.”
“No but Maybe she’s checking out the vetibird, speaking of which Acey was the one who called for it, made some deal with the tin-cans for an generator but idiot forgot to tell every-“ Steve replied but stop when he felt something buzzing in pocket.
Reaching into his pocket he took out the vibrating item, it was the turret detector; something or someone had attracted the attention of his turret but it wasn’t red yet so hadn’t fired upon the target... yet.”
“Looks like my turret’s picked something up, perfect timing to test out my new gun.” Steve chuckled as he left the store and made his way towards to the turret when suddenly the buzzer began to flash red... it was now engaging with hostile forces.”
Turning back to face the diner he called out to Betty “Put the coffee on and hunker down, something is attacking the town.”
Again
Rushing up the hill to where his turret was pumping out bullets Steve saw Ace, the guy from the horse and Rook fighting off several mutants who appeared to a fighting another heavily armour super mutant. Out of range for his new pistol Steve drew his rifle and began firing at the mutants.
Outnumber and outguned the mutants were defeated pretty quickly although one had fallen back and seemed to be trying to escape. Once the fight was over Steve made his way over to were the others had gathered. “Looks like my turret was a success, but what’s going on here? Who’s that armoured mutant?, Why where those Wankers attacking him.”
“And whose blood is that.” Steve added on as he pointed to the blood trail leading into town.
“Looks like ¾ x 10 thread pattern. Give me a couple of days and I should be able to build one for you, we can settle on a price then, sound good?”
“Yeah, that sounds fine. "Steve “If you need any parts, tell me and I’ll keep an eye out for them.”
“As far as the 9mm ammo, 2 caps a piece and the Cobray will set ya back... $350 caps.”
“Reasonable price.” Steve replied as listened to Waylon talk about the gun “ I went through the entire pistol, checked head spacing, springs, cleaned and oiled it up. She should fire like a champ, oh, and I worked the firing pin and bolt, she's a full auto now. She has a bit of muzzle rise under fire, but if you're sprayin’ and prayin’ in close quarters she'll make a person into Swiss cheese real quick.” Waylon laughed and finished counting out the ammo.
“Good to hear but I reckon the gun will become abit more controllable once the silencer is on... even looks like it was built to have as standard issue.”
He swapped the ammo and pistol for Steve's caps; he reached out and shook Steve's hand, “Enjoy, thanks for the business. I need to run upstairs and check on Eliza. Say, have you seen Shelby? She hasn't been here since I woke up, seems a little off to me.”
“No but Maybe she’s checking out the vetibird, speaking of which Acey was the one who called for it, made some deal with the tin-cans for an generator but idiot forgot to tell every-“ Steve replied but stop when he felt something buzzing in pocket.
Reaching into his pocket he took out the vibrating item, it was the turret detector; something or someone had attracted the attention of his turret but it wasn’t red yet so hadn’t fired upon the target... yet.”
“Looks like my turret’s picked something up, perfect timing to test out my new gun.” Steve chuckled as he left the store and made his way towards to the turret when suddenly the buzzer began to flash red... it was now engaging with hostile forces.”
Turning back to face the diner he called out to Betty “Put the coffee on and hunker down, something is attacking the town.”
Again
Rushing up the hill to where his turret was pumping out bullets Steve saw Ace, the guy from the horse and Rook fighting off several mutants who appeared to a fighting another heavily armour super mutant. Out of range for his new pistol Steve drew his rifle and began firing at the mutants.
Outnumber and outguned the mutants were defeated pretty quickly although one had fallen back and seemed to be trying to escape. Once the fight was over Steve made his way over to were the others had gathered. “Looks like my turret was a success, but what’s going on here? Who’s that armoured mutant?, Why where those Wankers attacking him.”
“And whose blood is that.” Steve added on as he pointed to the blood trail leading into town.
Captain James Williams- FIGHT!
"THIS IS THE UNITED STATES MILITARY, SURRENDER NOW OR BE FIRED UPON."
"Murderers!" cried the cultist, seemlying engaged instead of scared shitless by the death of their cult squad commander.
Should have seen this coming.. Oh well
Chaos quickly erupted with two of the cultists taking out and firing their makeshift “rad-rifles” or whatever they were called at the James but for Captain James alteast the underbrush was able to hide his position as the cultist missed.
Aiming his Plasma defender James began to fire back at the cultist (shoot check one?)
The Third cultist however took out a meat hook and lunge at Corrine who had charged in with her spear but luckily for the islander she was able to dodge their attack.
Perhaps she can disarm them.
Meanwhile the mini-Gecko creature had swiftly rushed at Steve, blocking his attempts to stop it the creature jumped up and bitted deep into arm. Thankfully Steve was able to get his sidearm out and began to fire into the creatures head... very few things can survive point blank magnum shots to the head.
should be able to deal with on his own...
“CORRINE GET DOWN! FLATTEN YOURSELF!”,
James turned back to see that Connie, seemlying Crying had crumpled herself over Dead cult leader’s body and right in the middle of the on-going fire fight “DO YOU HAVE A DEATHWISH? GET THE FUCK DOWN NOW.”
“GODDAM IT”
Not wanting Connie to get shot in the crossfire James stood up, still firing his plasma defender at the cultist he dash forwards to an piece of the crash vetibird which he hoped would provide cover like the log but would be out of the way of Connie. (Run/shoot check two :)
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Optional: Should a cultist get up close to James he will throw his plasma defender at them and then pull out his shotgun
"THIS IS THE UNITED STATES MILITARY, SURRENDER NOW OR BE FIRED UPON."
"Murderers!" cried the cultist, seemlying engaged instead of scared shitless by the death of their cult squad commander.
Should have seen this coming.. Oh well
Chaos quickly erupted with two of the cultists taking out and firing their makeshift “rad-rifles” or whatever they were called at the James but for Captain James alteast the underbrush was able to hide his position as the cultist missed.
Aiming his Plasma defender James began to fire back at the cultist (shoot check one?)
The Third cultist however took out a meat hook and lunge at Corrine who had charged in with her spear but luckily for the islander she was able to dodge their attack.
Perhaps she can disarm them.
Meanwhile the mini-Gecko creature had swiftly rushed at Steve, blocking his attempts to stop it the creature jumped up and bitted deep into arm. Thankfully Steve was able to get his sidearm out and began to fire into the creatures head... very few things can survive point blank magnum shots to the head.
should be able to deal with on his own...
“CORRINE GET DOWN! FLATTEN YOURSELF!”,
James turned back to see that Connie, seemlying Crying had crumpled herself over Dead cult leader’s body and right in the middle of the on-going fire fight “DO YOU HAVE A DEATHWISH? GET THE FUCK DOWN NOW.”
“GODDAM IT”
Not wanting Connie to get shot in the crossfire James stood up, still firing his plasma defender at the cultist he dash forwards to an piece of the crash vetibird which he hoped would provide cover like the log but would be out of the way of Connie. (Run/shoot check two :)
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Optional: Should a cultist get up close to James he will throw his plasma defender at them and then pull out his shotgun
Captain James William- shooting at cultist.
He shook his head. "Even being caught at night out here with members of the Brotherhood might be enough to make them decide that you've chosen a side....to them the wrong side....and who knows what would happen to you then. It's just too big a risk to take."
“And that’s assuming they even believe we are brotherhood... I might be able to pass with my enclave uniform but why would they think you two are brotherhood? No offence but I don’t think they are that stupid...”
Well the grunts might be fooled the leader shouldn't
Steve then looked over at Castner. "there is something about this "Nucleus" that you should know..", Steve continued, "...from the markings on some of Corrine's tools I think the sub docked there is a missile sub, which means it might still have nukes on onboard....the big city killing kind. Something will eventually have to be done about that." He then added. "If we're gonna fight them here, you're best suited to lead
“Well if the Submarines commander followed standard protocol they would have fired those nukes off in 2077 when china attacked.... I don’t know if was different for subs but most US nuclear devices required a launch key and possibly a password to fire them.” James replied back.
May be different on subs, don’t always have contact with land.
“Take the key and they won’t be firing”
And it would be pretty hard to manually set one off.
“I suggest we shoot the leader, the one with the fancy hat along with that gecko thing and then demand the others to surrender. We can ask them about the submarine and if it has any nukes on-board. Atom fruitcakes worship the bloody things so should be common knowledge.”
Launch key info might only be for high-ups however...
With the plan seeming in agreement everyone got into position with James learning his rifle on a nearby log and aiming it at the cult priestess. botherhood crouched in the underbrush, and took careful aim at the small gulper with his laser rifle whilst Steve worked his way around to a different position, choosing a spot from where he could fire from a prone position behind hard cover, such as a tree or rock.
Once everyone was in position James and Steve fired their level action rifle's at the cult priestess whilst Brotherhood fired at the Gulper.
Switching to his plasma defender but staying (semi-hidden?) in the underbrush he called out “THIS IS THE UNITED STATED MILLTARY, SURRENDER NOW OR YOU WILL FIRED UPON.”
He shook his head. "Even being caught at night out here with members of the Brotherhood might be enough to make them decide that you've chosen a side....to them the wrong side....and who knows what would happen to you then. It's just too big a risk to take."
“And that’s assuming they even believe we are brotherhood... I might be able to pass with my enclave uniform but why would they think you two are brotherhood? No offence but I don’t think they are that stupid...”
Well the grunts might be fooled the leader shouldn't
Steve then looked over at Castner. "there is something about this "Nucleus" that you should know..", Steve continued, "...from the markings on some of Corrine's tools I think the sub docked there is a missile sub, which means it might still have nukes on onboard....the big city killing kind. Something will eventually have to be done about that." He then added. "If we're gonna fight them here, you're best suited to lead
“Well if the Submarines commander followed standard protocol they would have fired those nukes off in 2077 when china attacked.... I don’t know if was different for subs but most US nuclear devices required a launch key and possibly a password to fire them.” James replied back.
May be different on subs, don’t always have contact with land.
“Take the key and they won’t be firing”
And it would be pretty hard to manually set one off.
“I suggest we shoot the leader, the one with the fancy hat along with that gecko thing and then demand the others to surrender. We can ask them about the submarine and if it has any nukes on-board. Atom fruitcakes worship the bloody things so should be common knowledge.”
Launch key info might only be for high-ups however...
With the plan seeming in agreement everyone got into position with James learning his rifle on a nearby log and aiming it at the cult priestess. botherhood crouched in the underbrush, and took careful aim at the small gulper with his laser rifle whilst Steve worked his way around to a different position, choosing a spot from where he could fire from a prone position behind hard cover, such as a tree or rock.
Once everyone was in position James and Steve fired their level action rifle's at the cult priestess whilst Brotherhood fired at the Gulper.
Switching to his plasma defender but staying (semi-hidden?) in the underbrush he called out “THIS IS THE UNITED STATED MILLTARY, SURRENDER NOW OR YOU WILL FIRED UPON.”
just let me know when it should be my turn to post again,
Once Cobra posts I'll be having Steve go check out the ruckus :p
Steve cooper- Shopping – Moring
“Hey Steve, yeah sure,” Waylon looked at the guns on the wall display, he pointed at a refinished rifle, an SKS if Steve recalled correctly and it came with an pointy bladed bayonet attachment., “I like the SKS rifles myself for mid-range, and the bayonet is a nice touch too and umm...”
“Nice rifle but I already have my level action, looking for something abit more compact for those close encounters.”
He narrowed his eyes as he looked and pointed at what appeared to be a Mini assault rifle “I have this AR pistol, kinda cumbersome to carry, but you 30 round mags at your disposal. I have one in 9mm and 5.56mm.”
I get the feeling that will break alot.
“Interesting got anything else?”
That was when Waylon pointed to a small boxed shaped weapon with a long stick like magazine sticking out of the handle “This Cobray M11/9 has had all the internal parts polished and functions great, sorta uncommon. But the 32 round mags don’t like being packed full, but with around 25 rounds it works great.
I like the look of you... bet you could stick to mags together for a quick reload... is that a Threaded barrel too? Wonder if he has an silencer for it?
“I am working on an old grease gun, but they’re hard to find, so I have to either search other guns for parts or make my own, either way, it won’t be ready for a while.”
“Well if you’re looking for any notable models or gun types in general tell me and I’ll keep an eye out for them, junkies are always trading stuff for their next fix.” Steve replied
And then I can trade them for ammo
Waylon put his elbows on the glass display case and nodded down, “But you can never go wrong with a Colt 1911, I heard they used to say ABC, Always buy Colt,” he laughed a little, “The .45 round has some pop to it, it’ll take out a lot more than you’d think.”
“Yeah I’ve used one before, very good gun but then again any weapon that was used by the USA military for what was it? 100 years? has to be a bloody good gun but I already have a hand cannon.” Steve chuckled “I am however interested in that Cobray M11/9.”
“I’ll buy it along with 200 round of ammo and a couple of spare mags if you them it.” Steve stated “oh and by any chance do you have a silencer for it? I imagine it will be pretty deadly with one.”
And give me something to grip onto.
“Hey Steve, yeah sure,” Waylon looked at the guns on the wall display, he pointed at a refinished rifle, an SKS if Steve recalled correctly and it came with an pointy bladed bayonet attachment., “I like the SKS rifles myself for mid-range, and the bayonet is a nice touch too and umm...”
“Nice rifle but I already have my level action, looking for something abit more compact for those close encounters.”
He narrowed his eyes as he looked and pointed at what appeared to be a Mini assault rifle “I have this AR pistol, kinda cumbersome to carry, but you 30 round mags at your disposal. I have one in 9mm and 5.56mm.”
I get the feeling that will break alot.
“Interesting got anything else?”
That was when Waylon pointed to a small boxed shaped weapon with a long stick like magazine sticking out of the handle “This Cobray M11/9 has had all the internal parts polished and functions great, sorta uncommon. But the 32 round mags don’t like being packed full, but with around 25 rounds it works great.
I like the look of you... bet you could stick to mags together for a quick reload... is that a Threaded barrel too? Wonder if he has an silencer for it?
“I am working on an old grease gun, but they’re hard to find, so I have to either search other guns for parts or make my own, either way, it won’t be ready for a while.”
“Well if you’re looking for any notable models or gun types in general tell me and I’ll keep an eye out for them, junkies are always trading stuff for their next fix.” Steve replied
And then I can trade them for ammo
Waylon put his elbows on the glass display case and nodded down, “But you can never go wrong with a Colt 1911, I heard they used to say ABC, Always buy Colt,” he laughed a little, “The .45 round has some pop to it, it’ll take out a lot more than you’d think.”
“Yeah I’ve used one before, very good gun but then again any weapon that was used by the USA military for what was it? 100 years? has to be a bloody good gun but I already have a hand cannon.” Steve chuckled “I am however interested in that Cobray M11/9.”
“I’ll buy it along with 200 round of ammo and a couple of spare mags if you them it.” Steve stated “oh and by any chance do you have a silencer for it? I imagine it will be pretty deadly with one.”
And give me something to grip onto.
I'm still here :D hopefully should post this afternoon.
Rook (the super mutant) is building an wall but isn't not finished yet. (probably about an quarter built?) the gate also hasn't been built but it's location on the main road was marked up.
.... also is there a gate or some kind of wall around the town?
Rook (the super mutant) is building an wall but isn't not finished yet. (probably about an quarter built?) the gate also hasn't been built but it's location on the main road was marked up.
Steve cooper- revenge planning – morning
Steve was sitting in the diner drinking his free coffee and reading the newspaper... mostly about the gunners getting beaten by the minutemen farmers when the diner’s basement hatch opened and out came brandy but with dishevelled look and wearing one of presumably acey’s shirts which was several sizes too big for her.
“Looks like someone had a fun night.” Steve chuckled as the twerp walked out of the diner and towards her house (and I assume) being mocked by Betty as he did.
“God I hate that bitch.” Betty muttered before she turned to Steve with an angry look on her face “I thought you were going to help me get payback on her.”
“I am...”Steve said as he leaned him to make sure no-one could overhear them “my business co-owner, Johnny Kaye has produced a pill which according to him “will lower her inhibitory functions by mimicking the gamma-aminobutyric acids transfers by the neurotransmitter.””
Or atleast that’s what I think he said...
Betty furrowed her brow “Amino-? What the fuck does that mean?” what the fuck does that even do?”
“It gets her drunk, really drunk quickly and without having to get her drink two dozen drinks.” Steve replied “will have to slip it into her drink and probably have to lock Acey in the basement but otherwise little twerp should embarrass herself all on her own so all you will have to do is sit back and watch.”
Although an suggestion here or there might make things more entraining
Betty grinned seemlying imagining a drunk brandy making an ass out of herself “You will have to lock ace in, I don’t want to lose my job over this.” she replied before going to deal with some other customers. “What do you want?”
Could also distract him with the generator... hmm that’s not an bad idea
Having finished his free coffee Steve left the diner and made his way over to sherbet and Wyatt’s house which if Steve recalled correctly from last night had also stated was also an gun shop. Whilst the level action rifle was great for long ranges Steve notably lacked any weaponry for mid to close range combat.
should have never traded away that disciples gun...
Heading inside the building Steve noticed a selection of weapons on display which notable included what appeared to be several handcrafted swords of all things. All the swords where of high quality and looked like you do serious damage with one them, assuming you weren't shot getting close enough to use one.
“Hello Waylon.” Steve said as he noticed Waylon walk over to him. “I’m looking to purchase a submachine gun or compact assault rifle for mid-close range engagements do you have models you would recommend?” Steve asked
let's see what he would suggest
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Steve was sitting in the diner drinking his free coffee and reading the newspaper... mostly about the gunners getting beaten by the minutemen farmers when the diner’s basement hatch opened and out came brandy but with dishevelled look and wearing one of presumably acey’s shirts which was several sizes too big for her.
“Looks like someone had a fun night.” Steve chuckled as the twerp walked out of the diner and towards her house (and I assume) being mocked by Betty as he did.
“God I hate that bitch.” Betty muttered before she turned to Steve with an angry look on her face “I thought you were going to help me get payback on her.”
“I am...”Steve said as he leaned him to make sure no-one could overhear them “my business co-owner, Johnny Kaye has produced a pill which according to him “will lower her inhibitory functions by mimicking the gamma-aminobutyric acids transfers by the neurotransmitter.””
Or atleast that’s what I think he said...
Betty furrowed her brow “Amino-? What the fuck does that mean?” what the fuck does that even do?”
“It gets her drunk, really drunk quickly and without having to get her drink two dozen drinks.” Steve replied “will have to slip it into her drink and probably have to lock Acey in the basement but otherwise little twerp should embarrass herself all on her own so all you will have to do is sit back and watch.”
Although an suggestion here or there might make things more entraining
Betty grinned seemlying imagining a drunk brandy making an ass out of herself “You will have to lock ace in, I don’t want to lose my job over this.” she replied before going to deal with some other customers. “What do you want?”
Could also distract him with the generator... hmm that’s not an bad idea
Having finished his free coffee Steve left the diner and made his way over to sherbet and Wyatt’s house which if Steve recalled correctly from last night had also stated was also an gun shop. Whilst the level action rifle was great for long ranges Steve notably lacked any weaponry for mid to close range combat.
should have never traded away that disciples gun...
Heading inside the building Steve noticed a selection of weapons on display which notable included what appeared to be several handcrafted swords of all things. All the swords where of high quality and looked like you do serious damage with one them, assuming you weren't shot getting close enough to use one.
“Hello Waylon.” Steve said as he noticed Waylon walk over to him. “I’m looking to purchase a submachine gun or compact assault rifle for mid-close range engagements do you have models you would recommend?” Steve asked
let's see what he would suggest
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Steve Cooper- Morning
“Don’t concern yourself on how this little puppy came to be, that’s for me to worry about. Just be happy you and everyone in town will et to benefit from it, and it didn’t cost you a single cap. Though I do feel bad people were woken up,”
“For now.” Steve replied “and that’s the point, Brotherhood try and act legitimate but at the end of the day they still take what they want... Glorified Raiders and whatever deal you worked out might be okay now but what about next week? or the week after? ”
Looking over the edge Steve could see Betty looking up to Ace, flipping him off as she walked towards the diner “Well, free coffee this morning.”
guess I'm not the only one awoken.
“Portably should make that all day.” Steve chuckled, trying to get a extra cup “Anyway since it’s only a generator the brotherhood probably shouldn’t make to much of a fuss but next time tell people before making any deals with rival factions, even if you're covering all the cost. ”
“Next time they might not so friendly or alteast pretend to be.” Steve add on as he walked back to the apartment block staircase.
Alteast it wasn’t the minutemen... don’t wanna be dealing with ice cube...
Leaving the apartment block Steve lighted up an cigarette and made his way over to the diner where oddly considering it was 6am in the morning the jukebox was blaring music and betty appeared to making as much noise as possible breaking open a new bag of coffee. Breaking the Vacuum seal the diner was filled with a strong aroma of coffee beans
“I love the smell of coffee in the morning.” Steve chuckled “Acey said free coffees all day so I’ll take a black coffee B-bomb.”
“Don’t concern yourself on how this little puppy came to be, that’s for me to worry about. Just be happy you and everyone in town will et to benefit from it, and it didn’t cost you a single cap. Though I do feel bad people were woken up,”
“For now.” Steve replied “and that’s the point, Brotherhood try and act legitimate but at the end of the day they still take what they want... Glorified Raiders and whatever deal you worked out might be okay now but what about next week? or the week after? ”
Looking over the edge Steve could see Betty looking up to Ace, flipping him off as she walked towards the diner “Well, free coffee this morning.”
guess I'm not the only one awoken.
“Portably should make that all day.” Steve chuckled, trying to get a extra cup “Anyway since it’s only a generator the brotherhood probably shouldn’t make to much of a fuss but next time tell people before making any deals with rival factions, even if you're covering all the cost. ”
“Next time they might not so friendly or alteast pretend to be.” Steve add on as he walked back to the apartment block staircase.
Alteast it wasn’t the minutemen... don’t wanna be dealing with ice cube...
Leaving the apartment block Steve lighted up an cigarette and made his way over to the diner where oddly considering it was 6am in the morning the jukebox was blaring music and betty appeared to making as much noise as possible breaking open a new bag of coffee. Breaking the Vacuum seal the diner was filled with a strong aroma of coffee beans
“I love the smell of coffee in the morning.” Steve chuckled “Acey said free coffees all day so I’ll take a black coffee B-bomb.”
Steve cooper- night-time recon
Making his way up the small hill Steve kneed and perform reconnaissance on the child of atom. The camp which was built inside either a crater or perhaps cove seemed to be mostly built from a crashed airline plane although it was difficult to tell if they had brought the pieces or that plane had crashed here.
They would be the sort of people to do it.
Looking around the camp it was difficult to get fix on numbers, as most members were asleep inside the huts but looking at the guards it would seem they where decently well armed with “gamma” pistol and submachine’s guns but apart from one guy seemed to lack any notable armour.
Weak defences’ but strong weaponry... need to high the them quick and fast or become zombie.
Steve yawned; he was getting tired now “okay Edgar that enough recon for now... let’s call it a night...”
Heading back to the pleasure den Steve collapsed onto his bed. Usually it would take him awhile to nod off but with his body exhausted from the met/jet combo he quickly drifted off to sleep....
Morning- vetibird alarm clock
After several hours of peaceful sleep Steve was rudely awoken in the mid-early hours of the morning by the loud sound of rotary blades cutting through the air, the sound of a VB-02 Vertical Take Off and Landing (VTOL) aircraft otherwise known as vetibird.
Which groups of cunts is it this time?
As the name suggested the vetibird was a cool piece of per-war tech which could land and take off on the spot and not require a runway (good luck getting one of those that fixed) but like most high-tech per-war stuff it was hoarded by groups like the brotherhood or gunners who often used it to lord over others and have an massive tactical advantage during battle.
Having not gotten undressed last night Steve simply picked up his gun belt and went outside to see which group of assholes had dropped into town, presumably wanting to claim the town for whatever foolish cause their group had.
Walking outside it appeared the vetibird... brotherhood judging by the logo was dropping a fusion generator of all things onto the roof of the apartment block behind the church.
surprised no-one shot that down
Noticing Barney a short distance down the street Steve walked up to the town unofficial mayor “Barney do you know what’s going on? Why’s that vetibird dropping of the fusion generator.”
“Ace said he was making a deal with the Brotherhood for one.” Barney replied as some scribes grappled down from the vetibird onto the roof.
“Ace made a deal with the fucking ex-boy scouts? Do you know what he traded for it?”
“No, he just told me he was arranging a deal, hell I didn’t even know they where bring it here today or that they’d fly it in.” Barney replied “but if it was something big I’m sure he would have told me.”
“Time to find out.”
Leaving Barney Steve entered the apartment block and made his way up the roof. The vetibird had left now and the brotherhood scribes where installing the generator whilst chatting to ace who was standing nearby.
“Acey” Steve said knowing full well the Scribes could hear what he said to ace. “What sorta of deal did you make for this generator? I don’t want be owning these ex-boys scout wankers any "favours" or paying them a monthly fucking fee.”
Making his way up the small hill Steve kneed and perform reconnaissance on the child of atom. The camp which was built inside either a crater or perhaps cove seemed to be mostly built from a crashed airline plane although it was difficult to tell if they had brought the pieces or that plane had crashed here.
They would be the sort of people to do it.
Looking around the camp it was difficult to get fix on numbers, as most members were asleep inside the huts but looking at the guards it would seem they where decently well armed with “gamma” pistol and submachine’s guns but apart from one guy seemed to lack any notable armour.
Weak defences’ but strong weaponry... need to high the them quick and fast or become zombie.
Steve yawned; he was getting tired now “okay Edgar that enough recon for now... let’s call it a night...”
Heading back to the pleasure den Steve collapsed onto his bed. Usually it would take him awhile to nod off but with his body exhausted from the met/jet combo he quickly drifted off to sleep....
Morning- vetibird alarm clock
After several hours of peaceful sleep Steve was rudely awoken in the mid-early hours of the morning by the loud sound of rotary blades cutting through the air, the sound of a VB-02 Vertical Take Off and Landing (VTOL) aircraft otherwise known as vetibird.
Which groups of cunts is it this time?
As the name suggested the vetibird was a cool piece of per-war tech which could land and take off on the spot and not require a runway (good luck getting one of those that fixed) but like most high-tech per-war stuff it was hoarded by groups like the brotherhood or gunners who often used it to lord over others and have an massive tactical advantage during battle.
Having not gotten undressed last night Steve simply picked up his gun belt and went outside to see which group of assholes had dropped into town, presumably wanting to claim the town for whatever foolish cause their group had.
Walking outside it appeared the vetibird... brotherhood judging by the logo was dropping a fusion generator of all things onto the roof of the apartment block behind the church.
surprised no-one shot that down
Noticing Barney a short distance down the street Steve walked up to the town unofficial mayor “Barney do you know what’s going on? Why’s that vetibird dropping of the fusion generator.”
“Ace said he was making a deal with the Brotherhood for one.” Barney replied as some scribes grappled down from the vetibird onto the roof.
“Ace made a deal with the fucking ex-boy scouts? Do you know what he traded for it?”
“No, he just told me he was arranging a deal, hell I didn’t even know they where bring it here today or that they’d fly it in.” Barney replied “but if it was something big I’m sure he would have told me.”
“Time to find out.”
Leaving Barney Steve entered the apartment block and made his way up the roof. The vetibird had left now and the brotherhood scribes where installing the generator whilst chatting to ace who was standing nearby.
“Acey” Steve said knowing full well the Scribes could hear what he said to ace. “What sorta of deal did you make for this generator? I don’t want be owning these ex-boys scout wankers any "favours" or paying them a monthly fucking fee.”
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