"That's the thing!" Kaye said excitedly. "It is nonsense! It is dangerous! And it screams 'adventure.'" She made air quotes with her fingers. "I am tired of working for that bucket of lard who is so big je can't even get out of bed by himself, anymore. And he always cheats me of my pay because finds some excuse to cut it every time. I killed too many people, I didn't make enough caps, I traded too much...blah...blah...blah. Cry me a fucking river." She walked up to Leith and looked up at him in the eye. Curse her shortness. "I have hereby resigned from this awful job...and I am stealing his caps, supplies, and ole' Bessie and Bob here." She patted the brahmin's head and smirked. "Time to rise and shine, Rotttie! I am going treasure hunting."
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I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
A few things about me...
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
Yeah, right.
A few things about me...
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
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"Why are you scared of ghost stories, Leith? You are practically a ghost yourself," Kaye said, shrugging his silly superstitions off. "The schedule does put a damper on the situation, but can you imagine the treasures waiting for us?" When she looked at Leith, her eyes were two twinkling stars lost behind the clouds of her dilusions. "We could make more from these guys in a couple weeks than we would in three months in the caravan. You don't have to come with me...but I am going. Do you really want to keep working for asshats like Butch who could care less about us for the rest of your life?"
Kaye smirked slightly and folded her arms across her chest in contemplation. "You know what? I have an idea..." she grinned mischievously. "Since you guys are scavengers and go into vaults, you must come across a lot of goods, yes? You owe me quite a bit of caps..so you will take us with you to one of these vaults. We are going with you and in turn as well, we will help out your friend. What do you say?" She quickly held up her finger and shook her head. "You know what? This isn't up for debate. You will take us with you."
Kaye stared at the unconscious man for a moment in contemplation. She never liked selling things for trade, as her boss liked making profit right off the bat, as the old saying went and always gave her an earful later on. Butch was merely a fat, rich prick who had nothing better to do than make other people make his money for him then gloat on how amazing was and how much of a piece of shit everyone else was.
"I usually do not carry medical supplies nor do I allow people to scrape by on a purchase..." she begun before pursing her lips. "But that guy looks like he is going to die if you don't get him help." She spared a glance at Leith before starting to rummage through her personal knapsack strapped to her side. She pulled out two radaways and one med-x from her personal stash and held them out, though didn't give them up just yet.
"These are from my personal supplies, you see.. " she began. "I won't be the death of that guy, though. He is too handsome for something like that. I will give you these...for double the price on your part." She smiled sweetly at him.
"I usually do not carry medical supplies nor do I allow people to scrape by on a purchase..." she begun before pursing her lips. "But that guy looks like he is going to die if you don't get him help." She spared a glance at Leith before starting to rummage through her personal knapsack strapped to her side. She pulled out two radaways and one med-x from her personal stash and held them out, though didn't give them up just yet.
"These are from my personal supplies, you see.. " she began. "I won't be the death of that guy, though. He is too handsome for something like that. I will give you these...for double the price on your part." She smiled sweetly at him.
Kaye was walking down the road, shuffling her caravan deck in her hands absentmindedly just so she had something to do. She had been a travelling merchant for the better part of five years and had loved her job for the first year. She had never travelled outside of her home settlement until she had gotten a job with Butch Caravan and loved the travelling opportunities it brought. Now that she uad visited all the same locations a hundred times over within a one-hundred mile radius, she was tired of the endless walking and monotony of the job. Sometimes she actually welcomed a raid because it was something new and exciting.
She begun to shuffle her cards one-handedly, while she rummaged through her knapsack for a bottle of water. Trick card shuffling used to hold a new excitement for her, even when she dropped the cards and had to stop the caravan to pick them up but now she was as bored with it as the job. At least it was something to do.
In the distance, she saw two figures on the side of the road and paused momentarily. Adrenaline and excitement began to boil in her veins and she couldn't help but smirk. Call her a naive kid at heart or call her stupid, but unsure moments like this was what she lived for now.
"Two guys up ahead, crouched on the side of the road. they could be waiting raiders, preparing to attack when we get there so be careful. Might have even planted some mines, considering they are keeping their distance." For the better part of the past three months, she had gotten her guard, Lionel, to teach her a few things that made him good at his job, such as reading a possible threat situation. He claimed she was trying to take her job from him but he was just kidding...she thought he was, anyways. She continued her slow approach, keeping a cautious eye out for any attacks. The closer she got, she finally put her cards in the pocket of her vest and pulled out her 10mm pistol.
She almost shot at the guy who started running towards them but was glad she had waited when he yelled at them for help. Disappointed, she was but was also relieved she hadn't blown a potential customers head off
"If you have money, then we are here to serve...for the right price," she yelled back at him, grinning.
She begun to shuffle her cards one-handedly, while she rummaged through her knapsack for a bottle of water. Trick card shuffling used to hold a new excitement for her, even when she dropped the cards and had to stop the caravan to pick them up but now she was as bored with it as the job. At least it was something to do.
In the distance, she saw two figures on the side of the road and paused momentarily. Adrenaline and excitement began to boil in her veins and she couldn't help but smirk. Call her a naive kid at heart or call her stupid, but unsure moments like this was what she lived for now.
"Two guys up ahead, crouched on the side of the road. they could be waiting raiders, preparing to attack when we get there so be careful. Might have even planted some mines, considering they are keeping their distance." For the better part of the past three months, she had gotten her guard, Lionel, to teach her a few things that made him good at his job, such as reading a possible threat situation. He claimed she was trying to take her job from him but he was just kidding...she thought he was, anyways. She continued her slow approach, keeping a cautious eye out for any attacks. The closer she got, she finally put her cards in the pocket of her vest and pulled out her 10mm pistol.
She almost shot at the guy who started running towards them but was glad she had waited when he yelled at them for help. Disappointed, she was but was also relieved she hadn't blown a potential customers head off
"If you have money, then we are here to serve...for the right price," she yelled back at him, grinning.
Jace looked up at Basil for a moment before looking back at the figures. He still couldn't make out the figures but had faith in Basil's intuition. He was relieved that it hadn't been raiders to find him and knew he was now in good hands.
"Go. Go to them," Jace said, barely above whisper. Now that he knew Basil was safe, the rest of his strength was beginning to leave him completely. He closed his eyes to rest them for a minute. Before he realized it, he was out like a light...
"Go. Go to them," Jace said, barely above whisper. Now that he knew Basil was safe, the rest of his strength was beginning to leave him completely. He closed his eyes to rest them for a minute. Before he realized it, he was out like a light...
"If I am going to walk then I am at least carrying the bag. Besides, since you are helping me stay on my feet then you are technically carrying it anyways." He smiled slightly though it just looked like he was tired.
They hardly made any progress in the hour that they had walked and Jace's strength was draining rapidly. They finally reached a road and he noted how relieved Basil was upon finding it.
He craned his neck to look in both directions though everything was becoming blurry. He couldn't make out many shapes, but h3 did see movement in the distance...at least he thought he did.
"There is something over there...it could be a yao gauai..." he said in a quiet voice. He fell into a sitting position and pulled his rifle off his shoulder with a shaky hand.
They hardly made any progress in the hour that they had walked and Jace's strength was draining rapidly. They finally reached a road and he noted how relieved Basil was upon finding it.
He craned his neck to look in both directions though everything was becoming blurry. He couldn't make out many shapes, but h3 did see movement in the distance...at least he thought he did.
"There is something over there...it could be a yao gauai..." he said in a quiet voice. He fell into a sitting position and pulled his rifle off his shoulder with a shaky hand.
Jace didn't feel as if he could walk another step but knew Basil wouldn't go anywhere without him. He gnashed his teeth together as he forced himself to stand, staggering a little. He barely scooped up his pack and there it onto his back. After taking one step, though, he almost fell back to the ground.
"This would be easier if you went off on uour own..."
"This would be easier if you went off on uour own..."
"I have to be fine,"Jace said as he fought to sit upright. "I can't just leave you out here by yourself." As the words came out of his mouth, they didn't sound right to his own ears. It almost sounded like he was sentencing himself to death, which wad almost amusing to think about. Just as he was about to say something more, his nausea won out and he leaned over as far as he could, emptying the little contents of his stomach. He stayed there for a long while, not able to sit up.
Suddenly a raspy chuckle found its way to the surface. "You know its kind of funny. All this time I was so worried about you I never once thought I would be the one to die." He hadn't even realized he'd said the words aloud.
Suddenly a raspy chuckle found its way to the surface. "You know its kind of funny. All this time I was so worried about you I never once thought I would be the one to die." He hadn't even realized he'd said the words aloud.
"I am fine," Jace said, shrugging Basil's hand away. He hadn't meant to snap at him and sighed heavily. "You will slow us down too much if you carry anything more. Trust me...I got this." He gave him a smile to try reassuring him and quickened his pace a little to prove the point, pulling ahead of him a little.
For awhile, he felt as good as a person under these circumstances could feel, but as the nausea continued to build his legs grew weaker and it was difficult to think straight. They had been walking for the better part of two hours and honestly didn't know how he had lasted this long.
"I think we should take a break here," he said just as his legs gave out from underneath him. He winced when he hit the ground, a sharp rock digging into his ribcage when he fell but he barely noticed it. He shrugged off the packs non too gracefully, that being a feat within itself in his current predicament. "Just give me a moment to catch my breath...I will be fine."
For awhile, he felt as good as a person under these circumstances could feel, but as the nausea continued to build his legs grew weaker and it was difficult to think straight. They had been walking for the better part of two hours and honestly didn't know how he had lasted this long.
"I think we should take a break here," he said just as his legs gave out from underneath him. He winced when he hit the ground, a sharp rock digging into his ribcage when he fell but he barely noticed it. He shrugged off the packs non too gracefully, that being a feat within itself in his current predicament. "Just give me a moment to catch my breath...I will be fine."
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