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 Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 3:21 pm
((My simple policy on RPing is wait for no one if they're holding it up, it ruins the RP. Sure, it's polite, but when it takes days and still no reply, screw it, continue on without them. Simply put, you were driving, no real point to wait for Krista, if you wanted to wait, that's fine, wait a day, then assume she responded and continue on driving, get the boring part over with. I like to see RPs pushed along rather than waiting days on end for people, that just ruins an RP in my honest opinion, better to push on than "d**k around" to use a crude term. Of course, I acknowledge that not everyone does the same in RPing as me, but when I RP, if someone lags behind, they get left behind to catch up, the RP moves on with or without them, shouldn't make everyone suffer because you're waiting, which makes them wait in turn. Which is the reason I don't like joining hardly any RPs in the guild, too much screwing around "waiting on this or that person", ruining the RPs completely, I'm just straight forward. Basically, an entire day is the maximum that I'd be willing to wait for someone to post in an RP, then they're left behind. Step up or step out, that's my basic motto when RPing with others, can't be a consistent RPer in a RP, then you shouldn't be there holding everyone up.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 10:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 7:16 am
Krista exits the guild from the main gate, waving to the two guards as she does so. She walks out into the wilderness for a few minutes, making sure the Brotherhood doors are in sight at all times. She finally stops at the top of a hill and sits down cross leggend. She closes her eyes and starts whispering to herself.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 6:21 pm
Brutus comes out of the base intending to get some fresh air. He is not armed or armored. He stands with his urban cammo pants and black suspenders, nothing else. His bare feet make no noise in the sand as he notices Krista and approaches her. Standing behind her for a few seconds before saying anything, he bends down and quietly says:
"What'cha doin?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 8:48 am
Krista flinches, snapping out of her reverie as Brutus spoke. As she turned to speak to him, her bloodshot and red rimmed eyes make it obvious she'd been crying. Or at least, yawning a lot. "I just kinda miss home you know? Parents, friends that sort of thing. I just wanna see my dad again..."
She looks out into the barren wasteland and sighs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 1:41 pm
Having less inteligence and being a very simple person, Brutus always felt that actions spoke louder than words. He sat down next to her and patted her on the back.
"I know just what you mean but consider yourself lucky. I still dont remember everything about my past, and thus have few feelings. Im forced to live in the now and have to run off of what little memory i have left. So think of it this way: you have more than I do. I may be taller and bigger, but you have more on the inside. Ive been told Im more human than I often think and am not as empty as I lead myself to be. But it's tough to think that way sometimes."
Brutus looked out into the wasteland and closed his eyes, feeling the breeze brush against his face.
"Feel that? That's the Gods saying it's ok. Its how they tell you there's always hope. Whether you live or die... it dosent matter for they are the same and part of eachother. The soul sheds light, and death is it's shadow. When the light dims life and death embrace."
Running his hands through the sandy dirt under him he opened his eyes and smiled.
"Fight hard Krista, be strong of body and mind so you can see your father again. If you put trust within yourself and within us you will find your way home. That is a promise from a brother to his sister."
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 9:48 pm
Krista was looking at Brutus the whole time he spoke. Before long tears had welled up in her eyes again, "Thanks Brutus, that really means a lot... From now on, I'll focus everything I've got on the Brotherhood. I'm gunna be one of the best." She wiped her eyes, new determination burning in them. Smiling, she walked up and gave Brutus' midriff a tight hug.
((Quick question, what are the forms of communication in Fallout? Do we have mobile phones?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 2:56 am
Brutus wasnt very used to getting hugs. His skin was rough and scared, despite this however it was obvious he wasnt used to it just by the way his body reacted. He looked at her and raised his hand sa little bit, not really sure what to do.
"Well th-thats good then.... there there."
He lightly patted her on the back and smiled a little.
((We got radios and stuff, you know like walkie talkies but i dont really know... ask someone in the communications bunker or Ender, he'd know. I doubt we have cell/mobile phones though.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 6:36 am
((Sorry to break it up, but I have an RP to do.))
Kristas' walkie talkie crackled into life and Silvers' voice came from it. As the reception was so bad, only glimpses of what he said could be heard.
Krista, Urgen-*crackle* from where you-*crackle* home is-*crackle* trouble!
With that the radio went dead, Silver had ended the exchange.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 3:32 pm
Krista stared at the reciever(?) in her hand. After a moment, she replaced it hastily and turned to Brutus. "Let's get back to the base now, that sounded important." Kristas' eyes were worried.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 5:52 pm
((No, we don't have mobile phones or cell phones, just radios, walkie talkies, etc.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 2:58 am
Brutus got up and stretched.
"Yeah you're right. I spose we should get moving."
Brutus started to the base with Krista.
((Sorry its such a short post I have no idea where you're going with this lol))
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 12:47 pm
If 1300 gaians donated 200 gold I could get my dream....
-Continuation from Watchtower Forum-
Zeke Walked more and more into the wastelands, using the stars as a map, he looked east then west, smiling a little as he saw fire to the west. He then Began to walk more that direction keeping note where base was so he didnt get lost.
.....43/1300 gaians have donated 200 gold so far
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:31 pm
Finishing up the message he had recorded onto his pipboy and sent to his squad members, Brutus exited the Bunker and looked at the night sky. He felt the cool breeze of the night pound into his bare chest and felt the sandy dirt under his bare feet shift. His urban cammo pants swayed slightly in the breeze but were held in place by his black suspenders. Looking up into the sky Brutus whispered:
"It is only appropriate that we meet in the face of the evil ones. They must see for themselves what they're up against."
The starry night sky was comforting but also a bit frightening. The moon was full and it cast it's light upon the spot Brutus stood, just a dozen or so feet away from the door of the bunker. His back was turned to the door, showing any who walked by the massive Brotherhood of Steel symbol tatooed across the entirety of his back. He was used to waiting in silence, used to being alone. He knew it would be diffrent soon, that his siblings would come. Life was rough in the wastes alone, not to say it isnt rough now... just a diffrent kind of rough. With a twist of his neck, he cracked the bones in his neck on one side, then twisted in the other direction, cracking the rest. That always made him feel a little better and it sounded kind of cool too. The sounds of bones cracking, blood spurting and gun shots were most farmiliar to him and to a degree comforting. None of these noises would be made tonight, for this was a meeting of peace and not of war that he was waiting for.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 10:42 pm
Yulia quietly opened the doors exiting the safety of the Brotherhood. She closed it behind her and lightly moved to the side of Brutus. Lately she had been working on walking softly in her power armor without making too much noise or movement.
Breathing out, she greeted the mutant and breathed in the air. The medic looked up at the dark sky and closed her eyes.
"So, this is like a meet and greet or something?" she relaxed and looked out into the wastes. The wind was starting to move dust around their bodies and was carrying the noise of unseen creatures in the distance. "It should be fun," she grinned to herself.
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