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 Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 1:50 am
Angus, AKA The Skeptic
Angus had just finished packing up his all his things from his campsite. His large map was the last thing he put away. He was tracking down a vault that he hadn't put on his map yet. A traveler had said it was in this general area, hopefully it wasn't a lie to lead him into a trap of some sorts. This wouldn't be the first time it happened. After traveling in a place like the wasteland for fourteen years you tend to be put into situations like that once or twice. You get to wear you’re going and BAM! Suddenly you’re about to stabbed by bandits, or getting shot by a sniper. Angus sure missed the humbleness of his Vault, but there’s no going back after what happened there…
He left the cave he was resting in, wasn't the first time he camped in the cave. Leaving a cave always reminded him of the first cave he left, his old vault. Usually though every time he left a cave it was calm, much less chaotic than what happened when he left his vault. He still had nightmares about what happened that day. As he kept remembering all the horrible things that happened during that ordeal he was pulled out of his thoughts about it due to a few loud gunshots.
The first few sounded like they were a little while away, but the last one was close, much closer. He grabbed his shotgun that was sticking out from its place in his backpack then ran to where he heard closest shot. He didn't run far before he saw the shooter. The guy holding the weapon had some kind of mask of over his face, looked like a robot more than a man. Angus didn't even look where the man was aiming before he acted. Angus aimed his gun at this masked man, he’d shoot his arm if he did anything dangerous. Angus shouted loudly, ready to shoot if the man didn't comply ”Drop the weapon, and put your hands behind your head! No sudden movements either!” Hopefully he’d comply, he didn't want to hurt anyone unless he had to. He’d check who this guy was shooting at after he made sure the masked man was deemed not a threat. He knew this guy might be trying to help with his rifle, but he knows how people in the wasteland handle threats. People shoot to kill, and Angus was going to his best to make sure this guy didn't kill anyone.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 10:04 am
 Markus: The Man With No FaceMarkus looked over and saw that he missed the shot. He looked over and saw that a young woman ended up pushing the man away. Then all he could hear was faint shouting coming from them. He let out a sigh as he stood up and put his rifle on his back, only to be shouted at by another man. He looked over and saw that he was aiming at him. He wasn't at all intimidated. "Please. I had a gun pointed at me more times than the days you spent out in the wasteland. Number one rule out here is to not point a gun at someone you don't intend to shoot." he said as he walked towards him, completly unarmed.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 11:14 am
 AmeliaMaybe the girl wasn’t hopeless Amelia thought to herself. She was fast and had sense enough to hide without being told to. Amelia prepared to fire a warning shot at the fiery haired boy that ran at them with reckless abandon and the girl behind him when several things happened. The redheaded girl managed to catch up and tackle the boy to the ground, and a shot rang out. Amelia quickly knelt to the ground her eyes searching the area. It had to be the watcher, but why shoot at a moving target when she was standing still? Did he think to protect her, the way she herself had come to the dark skinned girls rescue? Slowly Amelia stood up, taking a gamble that watcher wasn’t planning on shooting her, or he would have already. The two redheads were lying on the ground arguing, despite the dangerous situation. Watcher was likely already lining up his next shot. She could only assume they were related, but she found the boy to be quit whiny and insufferable. When watchers next shot didn’t come, she used her own to shoot the ground next to them and end their argument. “Are you mad? Why would you charge at us like that? What do you want?” She quite obviously annoyed at the pair. “Hey…” She realized she didn’t know the dark skinned girls name. “…you. Grab your things. Let’s get out of here before anyone else shows up.”((Holy gees, you all need to sleep at night!))
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 12:15 pm
Corporal Lance Dunn
Silver Eagle
⊗⊗⊗⊗⊗ Silver had soon enough found the source of all the noises that had been going on. Hiding behind debris, the man looked around the field to see just who was there. He reached and pressed the recording device that was in his watch that he kept as a journal. Hitting the button, he said into the phone quietly, "6 confirmed wastelanders. One wielding a shotgun, currently loaded and threatening, two perceived to be unarmed civilians, two women in the distance, not within visibility range. The last unarmed and seemingly confronting the shotgun specialist. Danger Levels: High. Proceeding with extreme caution. Approaching the civilians on foot," he said, pressing the button again to stop the recording. He was sure he would use these recordings later on in a study on the wastelanders interactions when it was all said and done.
Proceeding with caution, he stalked behind small hills, awaiting what was to come of the whole situation. He had an arrow nocked, ready to fire if he had to, but he was sure he was out of visibility ranges for some and he was blending into the environment pretty well. He followed the trail, quietly; that is, until he found himself closer to where the other people were than the two in confrontation. He did not dare reveal himself just yet, for the the one girl was armed. Staying hidden and staying quiet, he watched from afar the interaction going on between the others. ⊗⊗⊗⊗⊗
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 4:16 pm
❝Eleanor put those boots back on,
Kick the heels into the Brooklyn dirt,
I know it isn't dignified to run,
But if you run,
You can run to the Coney Island roller coaster,
Ride to the highest point and leap across the filthy water,
Leap until the Gulf Stream's brought you down..❞   ╔══════════════╗
♀Ϻarian&Ɉesse♂
╚══════════════╝
❦ゃゃゃMarian turned apologetically to the girl, after being startled by her gunshot. She seemed to tough to argue with. "I'm very sorry about this. My brother is... Um... He.. Well, he has a... Condition..." Marian began to realize that she didn't really know how to explain her brother's mental illness to other people. He stammering just made her sound dumb, however, and she didn't like that. "See, the boy's a wiz with anything electronic, but he can't handle a social situation to save his life... Which in this case, almost cost him his..." She added the jab, shooting a glare at her brother. Jesse just stood behind Marian and rolled his eyes, mocking her words over her shoulder. "I can handle myself just fine..." He grumbled under his breath. He didn't like Marian's tone much.ゃゃゃ❧ ❝So Eleanor take a Green Point three point,
Turn towards the hidden sun,
You know you look so elegant when you run,
If you run, you can run,
To that statue with the dictionary,
Climb to her fingernail and leap, yeah,
Take an atmospheric leap,
Leap and let the jet stream set you down..❞ ❝I could be there when you land.❞
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 7:36 am
Angus, AKA The Skeptic
Angus watched as this masked man walked towards him. He acted like he knew exactly what was going to happen judging by his confidence. This guy seemed to fancy himself to be was some kind of expert of the diplomacy of the wasteland. Judging by his arrogance he was young, probably hasn't been out the vault for a more than a few years or less. Angus has been out in the wasteland for nearly half his life, he learned sometimes you got to be rough to get your point across. He didn't like killing people, but he'd wound if needed. "So you think I ain't gonna shoot? Why's that? Do I not look threatening to you? Is it the tone of my voice? Well you'er right." He stopped aiming his shotgun and rested it by his side.
Angus reached into his pocket and grabbed something. With one quick motion he pulled the item out his pocket and threw it into the mans shoulder. He threw a throwing knife. The throwing knife didn't hit anything vital on the man, it'd heal up after a little while. Angus was just showing he meant business. He grabbed another throwing knife and got ready to throw it again. "I told you didn't plan to shoot. I've cut peoples hands and feet off. Now you better give me a reason not to do it to a punk like you! Now put your hands behind your head before I throw this knife in your eye!" Angus wasn't lying about one thing in that sentence. He'd hurt people to get results, usually as an integration tactic, but he'd do it to this punk if needed. Hopefully this man would comply and no more than that little wound on his shoulder would happen.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:52 pm
Markus: The Man With No FaceMarkus was actually taken by suprise when the man threw the knife in his shoulder. Regardless being in pain, he didn't really show it. He looked at his shoulder then back at the man, only to find him with another knife in his hand, threatening to kill him. He let out a small chuckle. "Listen, I know you mean well, but I am not a bad guy. This is all a big misunderstanding." he said as he quickly drew his 9mm pistol and shot the knife out of the man's hand and put it back into his holster. He then grabbed the knife that was in his shoulder and pulled it out. He then grabbed some gauze and taped it on his shoulder to prevent a bleed out. "Now, if you excuse me, i'm on my way. I am on a very important mission and because of you, I may not have enough time to complete it." he said as he turned around and kept walking.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 8:14 pm
 MichoneMichone winced as a gunshot pierced the air and looked up just in time to see the boy fall to the ground. Her heart lurched painfully until she realized that another person that looked very much like him had knocked the red-head down, narrowly avoiding injury or worse. She grimaced, her eyes looking out from her cover in search of the gun toting culprit when the voice of the dark haired girl brought her attention. She grimaced and set her jaw already concluding that everyone in and out of view were absolutely crazy, and she had no intention of going anywhere with them, much less leading them to her home Vault. "This is insane." She muttered, shifting the things she had grabbed in her arms. She kneels down and places the stuff on the ground, being sure to keep herself as hidden as possible behind the pile of boulders. She began to sift through it, trying to keep busy for as long as it took to have the others move and and away from her so she could return home. She was not cut out for this wasteland exploration crap.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 2:46 am
Angus, AKA The Skeptic
As the knife flew out of Angus's hand due to a bullet he really started to get annoyed. He was sure this man wasn't going to kill him, he would've done it by now if he did. He might be trying to go hurt someone else though. Angus picked up the throwing knifes, the one shot by the bullet was damaged and completely unusable though, it'd have to be repaired later. After he put his knifes away he turned his attention to this masked punk. His comment about not being the bad guy really annoyed him. Everyone had to be bad to survive in the waste, it was just a matter of who aligned with your ideals. It's just a matter who's better at doing bad things that determines who survive longer.
Angus stepped in front of this masked man, blocking this man's way. "So this is all a misunderstanding huh? Tell me what did I misunderstand about those gun shots. I don't think you were shooting magical feel good bullets. What were you shooting and why are you shooting it? Give me a good reason and maybe I won't hogtie you and leave your fate to the next thing that finds you, that is if anything finds you out here." Angus didn't like this guy at all, way too much arrogance. Angus knew any mission this guy had wasn't important. Unless this guy's mission was going to reverse the apocalypse it could wait.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 12:13 pm
Markus: The Man With No FaceMarkus was now starting to get a bit annoyed. "Look mate, I don't know why you are so concerned about me. If you really want to know, I was shooting to protect, not to kill. And now because of your stupid curiosity, you wasted five minutes of my life that may determine life and death for me. Now get out of my way, I have some catching up to do." he said in a rather angry tone as he bumped right past him and continued walking.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 4:00 pm
AmeliaAmelia was actually impressed, which was something rare. To keep someone who had a disability alive in this world was incredible. Especially a social one when most would kill you for looking at them wrong. She had almost done it herself because of how he was running at her. She holstered her pistol. “You should be grateful your sister kept you alive this long.” Was her only comment before scooping up her bag and swinging it onto her shoulder. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I am getting off this rock before that sniper decides to shoot someone else.” The distant sound of a gunshot seemed to punctuate her sentence. He must have found his something else. Amelia started walking down the path leaving the rest to do as they wished. She cared not if they came with. It was probably better if they didn't.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 4:16 pm
❝Eleanor put those boots back on,
Kick the heels into the Brooklyn dirt,
I know it isn't dignified to run,
But if you run,
You can run to the Coney Island roller coaster,
Ride to the highest point and leap across the filthy water,
Leap until the Gulf Stream's brought you down..❞ ╔══════════════╗
♀Ϻarian&Ɉesse♂
╚══════════════╝
❦ゃゃゃAt the sound of the gunshot, Marian grabbed Jesse by the arm and pulled him along after the girl. He pulled at her. "Don't even think about it, Jess." She said, holding tight to his arm to keep him from running off again. She figured it might be better to stay with a few others, at least for a short amount of time until they knew they were not in immediate danger. Jesse struggled against Marian's grip, still curious as ever. He wanted desperately to know what was happening. Jesse pulled again, grunted, before finally giving up and following along without trouble.ゃゃゃ❧ ❝So Eleanor take a Green Point three point,
Turn towards the hidden sun,
You know you look so elegant when you run,
If you run, you can run,
To that statue with the dictionary,
Climb to her fingernail and leap, yeah,
Take an atmospheric leap,
Leap and let the jet stream set you down..❞ ❝I could be there when you land.❞
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2015 12:41 am
Corporal Lance Dunn
Silver Eagle
⊗⊗⊗⊗⊗ Silver, from the shadows watched the interactions between people, each of them seemingly trusting the other somewhat. Part of him questioned why they would all try to go together. No...scratch that...all of him wondered why they would try to go anywhere with each other. They had just practically got shot at and almost again, but there they go, seemingly following. Silver watched it happen right in front of him as complete stranger formed some kind of alliance...to some degree. He didn't understand the sentiment, nor could he trust anyone on first glance. But that was coming from a Lonewolf he did his own thing most of the time.
Corporal Dunn kept his eyes however on the two citizens, hoping that they would be received by the other two well. He also tried his hardest to look back at the confrontation that had been going on a little bit away, but those two were out of range. He stayed to his watching role, trying to find out what exactly wastelanders do and how they react to certain situations. But of course, there are human elements added, like emotion. ⊗⊗⊗⊗⊗
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2015 8:23 am
Angus, AKA The Skeptic
Angus didn't like this punk, but he didn't deem him enough of a threat to waste his time. He walked to a were the man fired his gun, then Angus pulled his binoculars out. He looked at the masked man one more time to make sure he wasn't going to try anything funny. Once he was sure he was safe he pulled the binoculars to his face. He used the binoculars to scout the area were he suspected the man was firing, along with anything outside his range. There was a small group of four people, all but one was female. There was also a few dead men, bandit's attack backfired by the look of it. Couldn't have been the sniper that did it, he only heard one shot from him.
He looked around more then noticed a fifth man further in the hills. It looked like he was trying to hide, with a bow. Maybe he was planning a sneak attack. No surely if he was a bandit he'd attack with the others. Angus couldn't tell what this archer was planning yet. Probably best to proceed with extra caution. He put his binoculars away, acting like he didn't see a thing. If he did anything to startle this guy who knows what he'd do. Angus looked back at the masked man, "You better hope I don't see you again. Next time I'll hit more than your shoulder." Angus wasted no time heading to the group of four people, he would've headed towards the archer but there wasn't enough cover between the two of them to sneak over. It was to dangerous to rush him from a distance, the best he could do was warn the other group of this mysterious archer in the distance.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:52 pm
AmeliaAmelia gave the two redheads a glance as they struggled for a brief second. It seemed the first girl she ran into preferred the safety of the rocks. Well if she didn't want to come with Amelia wasn't going to try to force her. “So...” Conversation wasn't her strong point. “What are you doing dragging someone like your brother around the wasteland? Shouldn't you be in a vault or something?” All the while she kept a close watch on the surrounding area, always ready for trouble at a moments notice. A moments notice was often all you got out here. They would likely have to find a place to camp for the night. All the time she wasted, she wouldn't make it to the vault before darkness fell. Only a fool wandered around after dark. Then fire was your best friend to fend off freezing temperatures and nocturnal beast alike.
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