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Fallout: Manhattan

Are we doing this table top like where we just post a brief description of what we're planning to do an you fill in the rest and we react to what you throw at us?

Fallout: Manhattan

Fixed. Sorry.

S.U.P.E.D.

Probably in the bathroom eating crackers.

Seeking Yahweh Role Play (God Role Play) *Cookies For Understanding The Joke*

Interested.

Red Dead Redemption - Outlaws Till The End

Buck was about halfway through the bottle when he saw four men walk in together and sat down the bar from him. Buck did a double take. Could this really be Zhou, just sitting her next to him? Buck kept facing the bar and poured himself another drink. No need to bring unwanted attention to himself. His hand slowly gravitated towards his gun. Buck grinned to himself as he brought up the whiskey glass to his lips and took a sip. As he was about to draw on Zhou and his men, Buck paused. There had to be more of Zhou's men in town. He wouldn't make it out of this saloon alive to collect his bounty, even if he did dispatch of all four of the men.

Buck pulled his hand away from his pistol and finished his glass of whiskey. He paid the bartender and slowly walked outside. There were several wooden chairs outside on the saloon's deck. Buck sat down in one and lit his cigar and took a long drag. He would wait until Zhou and his men left and follow them. He'd find their hide out and ambush them there. He'd take the whole gang out and get the bounty for all of their heads. Buck smiled as he exhaled the smoke.

Fallout: Manhattan

Name: Miles
Age: 26
S.: 5
P.: 6
E.: 7
C.: 6
I.: 5
A.: 6
L. 5
Tags: Small guns, Repair, Melee
Negs: Explosives, Speech, Sneak
Gear: .44 Magnum, Hunting Rifle, Trench knife
Faction: Outcasts (Runner)
Appearance:

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@Bluebe123 @fer1323 @DarkStarLove90

"Yea, that's fair." Darrken replied watching Grankle stamp through the woods determinedly. With that Darrken turned and walked back to the hotel room. As he opened the door he saw Araile and Remes talking. "Hey." Darrken said poking his head in the room. "Breakfast will be ready in a few. I'll have a fire going outside." He said slowly closing the door and walking back to he small clearing.

With a small "Oomph." Darrken fell a small tree for firewood. He then broke it up and lit the fire. As it got going, Darrken sat down a gazed into the fire as he waited on Grankle to come back with the bear. "He moves so slow." Darrken thought. "I wonder how he's going to take that thing down." As he sat thinking about this and gazing into the fire, one of the flames caught his attention. It began to take the shape of a robed figure. Darrken looked closer. Surely he was imagining all this. As he leaned in he heard a voice emit from the flame.

At first he couldn't tell what it was saying, but as he listened closer, his heart began to sink. The words emanating from the fire was a language he had not heard in a century. They were in the demonic tongue. As the voice kept going Darrken recognized the words. They were an ancient chant used by practitioners of black magic who wish to make pacts with demons. Darrken's gazed fixed on the tiny flame man as the chant continued. He could feel his whole body tremble. His skin began to itch and two small cuts appeared on his forehead, right about his eyebrows. Suddenly a noise in the woods snapped him out of the trance. He shook his head and looked towards the noise.

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@Bluebe123

Darrken raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Yea, I can catch fish." He replied. "But, do you need some help with that bear? I mean it looks like you've got it under control, but bear stew does sounds delicious."

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@Bluebe123

Darrken slept soundly and deeply for the first time in awhile. Sometime into his sleep he began to dream. A voice began to speak to him: "Hello there demon." It said. Darrken's demon side looked around confused. "Hello, voice." It replied. The voice continued. "I have not seen a demon around in quite some time. You must be incredibly lucky, brutal, or a little of both." Darrken's demon side smirked a little bit: "Just doing what I can with what I've got."

"That's good. Now, enough with the pleasantries demon!" The voice echoed in Darrken's head. "I too am a powerful being from a forgotten time and I seek greater power. Help me, and your reward shall be great." Darrken's demon side gave the voice a little thumbs up: "Ok guy. Whatever you say."

Darrken awoke with a start. The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon. He glanced over at Araile, who was resting peacefully and smiled slightly. He quietly got up and headed for the door. He softly went out and stretched a little bit. His stomached growled angrily. Fish, he thought to himself and, for the first time ever, thought about his two new companions and providing them with food as well.

Darrken trotted down towards where the stream flowed. His mouth was already watering with anticipation, when he saw a familiar figure plodding towards the stream too. "Grankle!" Darrken exclaimed. "Looks like you're heading to the stream as well. Fish sharing time?"

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Both or a particular character?