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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 7:28 pm
 The remains of the city streets have come to be affectionately known as the wasteland, or maybe less affectionately known. Most of the buildings are somewhat in tact, being far enough away from the shock waves of the bombs that hit the Capital, but most are damaged and uninhabited (by sensible people anyways). Mutations are commonplace, with almost all natural life twisted by the harsh fallout of the bombs pumped into the area by the local rivers. Anything from Super Mutants to the twisted creatures that made it across the Schuylkill River can be found here. Always watch your back when exploring the Wasteland. The consequences if you do not can be death or worse....
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 12:52 pm
 Selina Voletnyia Selina sat on what had once been a pick up truck drinking distilled water. As always she kept a watchful eye, this time however she was not looking for a mark, she was looking to trade. She was looking to practice her aim with her modified rifle. What better to practice on than radscorpions all she would have to do is sit and continue to wait and they would come to try and take her.
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 5:59 pm
 Philip "Charred Chuck" MasonChuck once again found himself wandering through the wasteland looking at his nearly indecipherable map and comically stumbling over the landscape. He had once again set himself up for a dead end, but how could he have known that there would be a river in the way? Or more importantly bandits on the other bank. Luckily for Chuck they all pretty much had poor aim but now he was stuck trying to find another way to his prize.
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 6:33 pm
Selina Voletnyia Selina looked down her scope, it wasn't a rad scorpion in was a man...or more accurately a ghoul. He kept looking at a paper and walking. It was probably a map but to what? It didn't much matter, per war maps weren't too useful when the landmarks have been wiped away, and if it was made by a more recent cartographer what would it lead to that was so special it had to be written down in such a way? This seemed more interesting than anything else on the radar, so she would wait till he got closer.
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 7:45 pm
Philip "Charred Chuck" Mason"Maybe this way... no, no that won't work... tried that last week... too many smoothskins... too much rubble..." Chuck stumbled on, muttering to himself, trying to figure out the best way to get where he wanted to be, the place he had been searching for, that pot of caps at the end of the rainbow. He had found only a couple other factories, but they were far too gone to be of any good. Sure he managed to scoop up a small fortune from each location but it was nothing compared to what he could have. The big kahuna, the motherload, the crown jewel of loot! That's what he was after. The ground shifting under him snapped him back to reality. Looks like the rock he stepped on was a Radscorpion and luckily for him it must have been having a slow day because the ghoul was able to retract his leg before the stinger made contact.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 8:06 pm
Selina Voletnyia She popped off a shot separating tail from the scorpion and had another round chambered and ready to go an instant later sending a bullet into the creatures brain pan. The map must be quite interesting was the thought that went through her mind as she squeezed the trigger the second time. What could be so damn interesting, so absorbing that you would nearly go to your death on account of it? Thanks to here this gent would live long enough to tell her all about it.
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 6:23 pm
Philip "Charred Chuck" MasonThe ghoul now stared down at the thoroughly killed radscorpion, blinking only once. "Huh, didn't even have to draw my gun this time... I'm getting good." As one would do in the museums of the old world, Chuck straightened out his map and began walking once again. Whoever shot wasn't aiming for me... meaning they want me alive... or at least my map... well, how's about letting them get closer? Chuck swung off his pack and began rooting in it. He pulled out another piece of aged paper. A page ripped from an all but burnt book that looked similar to his map. Hiding the map in his pack, he made sure he had at least one mine he could ready if needed. Shouldering his pack again he moved the sling of his railway rifle to just one shoulder so that it could be swung down with not only ease but speed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 6:27 pm
Selina Voletnyia Looking down the scope she half smiled. A ghoul a paranoid one at that, paranoid, crazy or distracted to the point of near madness. He was going to be hella fun to speak with, that is once he finally got over to where she was. To avoid him snapping off a shot out of fear she climbed up on to the rust heap that had once been a truck and wait for him to approach her. A slow day in the waste. Her goal of testing her weapon was suspenseful now she had nothing to do for the res of the day, no contracts, no bounties so sitting tight to talk with a mad man was probably the most excitement she would have today. Not that a madman was hard to come by in this desolate world.
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 9:49 pm
Philip "Charred Chuck" MasonHis eyes darting up for only a moment the ghoul noticed the shadowed figure with the rifle on top of a truck he was going to pass. There you are, let's see you just try something you smoothskin sonuva... "Nice shot, had 'im right where I wanted. I suppose this is what you're after." Chuck reached inside his raggedy coat and pulled out a make-shift pouch out of the remains of a shirt sleeve. It had about fifty or so bottle caps in it, enough to make anyone happy and also give them pause to think what kind of hardware he could be packing to just toss a bunch of caps around. "Don't spend it all in one place, or do, I particularly don't care."
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 2:48 pm
Selina Voletnyia Selina smirked at the ghoul "I am many things handsome but a highwayman isn't amongst them. I 'saved' you so to speak because you interest me. I was just wondering what was so interesting that you may die for the sake of it." Her words were honeyed as she sat down on the trucks roof. She wondered what he would say, whatever he did say was bound to be interesting if he so readily parted with caps rather than talk to a stranger. Although something told her the 'gift' of caps, may be a trap.
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 7:34 pm
Philip "Charred Chuck" MasonChuck kept stumbling on without even looking up from his fake map. He had stared at the original so long he could almost see it as an overlay on top of the yellowed paper. "Same thing anyone would die for smoothskin. Survival, a chance at life, or a better one anyway." The ghoul paused and looked up from the paper as if to get his bearings. It was almost a comical sight: a ghoul doing a double take in each direction that he looked in and shuffling along anyway.
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 8:34 pm
Selina Voletnyia "Well, handsome you almost lost this life in pursuit of your 'better'. You should learn the truth there is this hell, then there is nothing, nothing at all. no hope, no future, nothing." She said as she slid from the top of the truck and walked along side him. "If you live for tomorrow you might not survive today."
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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:41 am
Philip "Charred Chuck" Mason"That's where you're wrong. There is something out there, I know of it, and I'm after it. Once I get it, I'll have nothing to worry about." The ghoul looked up from his paper and stared off into space seemingly seeing his dream only just out of reach. A life where anything would be his if he wanted it. The fulfillment of a promise to an old friend. His destiny, if one believed in that sort of thing. "Nothing at all... I'll be the best around... the best..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:46 am
Selina Voletnyia "Well enjoy your fantasy and try not to trod on a mine, or off a cliff or onto another scorpion. You won't always have someone looking over your shoulder handsome." Selina shouldered her rifle and stood watching this strange ghouls. Some said they all went mad eventually and used it to justify not letting them into towns and such, it would seem this poor man was well on his way to becoming one of those types.
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