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Post by unit894 on Jan 22, 2014 8:25:28 GMT -5
"Tomorrow, we're going back to that hunting store. I see something I like. As for now, set your sleeping bags up and rest."
Karl and Pierre nodded their consent to Robert, and pulled their sleeping mats out of Pierre's bag. Karl took of his hat and waistcoat, folding it carefully before removing the knife sheaths from his back, and placing them all in a neat pile on his chair. Pierre simply kicked his boots off and collapsed onto the bed, snoring slightly. Karl laid down, smoothed his mad out a little, and closed his eyes. He drifted off to sleep quickly, the day had been relatively action packed.
Riptide stood atop a pile of slaughtered bodies, women, children, weak, old, it didn't matter, they were all the enemies of the Swamp Things. The small town blazed behind him, those residents still within the buildings begged for mercy as their flesh melted from their bones. Burning villages had become a nasty habit for the Swamp Things, how were they supposed to raid the town again? Riptide looked down to Golem, the mountainous ghoul was snapping a mans spine over his shoulder, as Swamp Things surrounded him and roared their approval. Riptide raised his machete, marvelling at the flickering flames reflected in the blaze. It was around midnight, and everything had a rad tinge to it from the fire. Riptide decided it was time for his speech.
"Bruthas and Sistas! Once again we 'ave trown back dose dat defy us!" The crowd before him cried his name, brandishing their blood soaked weapons. Riptide soaked it all in. They worshipped him and he loved it. "May dere souls rot, in a deepest pit 'o da swamp! May da 'gator who took may eye show dere souls da real meaning 'o pain! Another roar of agreement. Who were these NCR to say that the Swamp Things couldn't take what they want? Death was the only option.
Riptide woke up. He had been asleep for almost thirty years. He needed blood. Riptide got up carefully, dressed himself and pulled a combat knife from his sheath. Testing the blade, he looked over to the shut bedroom door, and walked silently towards it.
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Post by Urukdragen on Jan 27, 2014 16:49:23 GMT -5
George went to bed again and felt in a rather good sleep, dreaming about his youth he was happy, but for being a hunter he woke up from the noise he heared, human noise and some noise from something that sounded as a blade. he grabbed his Anti-Bandit gun and sat in his sleeping back while his eye's needed to adjust to the low light he raised his gun to where the last noise was heared and he yelled at the top of his lungs
Who is that! stop moving or I blow out your brains!
when his eye's saw more than he did a few second ago he could see the figure of an Man it was moving towards Robert with a knife he thought about who that could be and that he needed to warn and protect Robert so he dove out of his Sleeping bag and onto the Agressor but the attacker was too large to move him by diving into him so George bounced off it and layed on the ground with immense pain in his back
He hoped he had woke up Robert with all this noise, because he felt on top of the table making an enourmous cracking sound when he fell trough it. he layed on the ground now, with the pieces of the table under, and next to him. the table was made of strong oak wood, it probably was an expencive piece into the fammily of Robert for long he guessed. then he realissed about the problem again "Damn I need to stop drifting away with my thought is this kind of situations" he thought before screaming one more time
Robert wake up! it is comming for you!
while screaming this he searched for his gun again, aiming it on the attackers leg while waiting for Robert to give him permission to blow the buggers leg of
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Post by Salvahkiin on Feb 3, 2014 14:37:35 GMT -5
Robert was awoken by a load of sensory information, noise. George was making noise. What would be making noise, and it surely wasn't quiet, why didn't Karl and Pierre awake. He shot out of bed, and grabbed a shotgun that sat under the bed, and he aimed it up at what George was yelling at.
"Stand down!"
Robert kept his shotgun aimed on the man, and it looked a helluva lot like Karl or Pierre. This was what was stopping him from shooting the silhouette. He had to decide quick, but the man wasn't moving overly fast, and so he told George to wake Karl, or Pierre, whichever wasn't trying to murder him.
"George, get Karl or Pierre awake."
Robert's finger caressed the trigger, contemplating on taking the shot, he of course did not want to, but this was a life or death situation. Plus, it'd alert anything within a mile or two. He looked over to George, and his finger left the trigger, and grabbed the butt of the gun. He swung it at the man, straight for the head.
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Post by unit894 on Feb 4, 2014 11:01:08 GMT -5
Riptide cackled quietly as he walked steadily towards the bedroom door. Suddenly, there was muffled movement to one side. Riptide turned slightly, to pick out the silhouette of a man holding a gun, a gun aimed at him.
"Who is that! stop moving or I blow out your brains!"
Riptide smiled cruelly at the shape, his pearly white eye almost glowing in the darkness. "Ye can try to kill me boy, but ay is 'ard to kill." His mind flicked briefly back to the thousands of times a proper pot of gumbo had saved his life when he had been hit badly during an attack. The boy behind him smelt of fear, a smell Riptide had sincerely missed in his time asleep. Riptide turned full way around. The shadow was charging towards him. Riptide took the blow and easily reflected the attack, throwing the other man across the room into a glass table, shattering it.
"Don't upset di swamp, child. It can fight back"
Riptide turned back to the bedroom, but the shadow wouldn't give up. He yelled from his place in the pile of broken glass.
"Robert wake up! It is coming for you!"
A second man came from the bedroom, he had a rifle in his hands.
"Stand down!"
Riptide narrowed his eyes. This one was rotten as well, but how could an outsider be blessed by the swamp?
"Make me soldier boy, ay will show you da real powah 'o da swamp"
"George, get Karl or Pierre awake."
"Karl won't be wakin' up any time soon. 'E is mine now". He went to lunge, but his attack was clumsy and slow, and the other ghoul was able to strike him with the butt of his rifle. Riptide stumbled and fell forwards, suddenly feeling incredibly dizzy.
Karl opened his eyes. He was incredibly confused. One minute he was lying on his sleeping mat, content and comfortable, but now he was lying somewhere else. His back hurt, his knees hurt, and his head was pounding.
"Whhh? What is....uh, my head. Robert? What on earth is going on?"
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Post by Urukdragen on Feb 22, 2014 7:38:58 GMT -5
George ignored all the chatter and rushed towards Pierre right away, pushing and pulling him like a mad man and screaming in his ear
Pierre! wake up! some kind of Monster is inside yelling about something named 'SWAMP'
the last word he yelled even harder because he thought it was some sort of weapon. he eventually stopped shacking Pierre around when he woke up and then he returned to the living room with his Bandit gun and when he came back he heared the last sentence that was spoken.
"Whhh? What is....uh, my head. Robert? What on earth is going on?"
George was now part in shock part angry, he started to scream of the top of his lungs nothing special just screaming, after 30 seconds of complete irritating high noise he started his actual speech, still screamed but now actual words
It was Karl, what the fuck! this is bullshit! Why?! give me one reason not to blow your brains over this carpet now! jeez! you nearly killed us both! ughhh!
then he started to headbut the wall a few times before sitting down, waiting for what the rest are going to do in this current situation.
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Post by Salvahkiin on Feb 27, 2014 3:03:54 GMT -5
Robert was breathing uncontrollably, how did this man penetrate his defenses, and why did he speak strangely. Suddenly, he noticed it was Karl! He aimed the shotgun at his 'friend', and caressed the trigger.
"Whhh? What is....uh, my head. Robert? What on earth is going on?"
"You attacked George, and tried to kill us all. Why shouldn't I shoot you?"
Robert felt eager to shoot. It would blind most in the room, it was only dark, and the muzzle flash would be bright, it would probably pierce the ears like as if the bullet went through one ear, through the brain, and out the other.
Robert felt jumpy at the moment, his jaw was shaking, as was his hands, he removed his finger from the trigger, as to not accidentally fire, killing Karl, and not getting the information they all wanted.
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Post by unit894 on Feb 27, 2014 6:47:13 GMT -5
"You attacked George, and tried to kill us all. Why shouldn't I shoot you?"
Karl touched his hand to his forehead lightly, his face screwed up in complete bewilderment. Pierre got up quickly after being woken by George, he strode over to his friend and knelt with him. Pierre knew what had happened, it had occurred several times over the last thirty years. When Pierre and Karl had first arrived in the north, they had come there as Golem and Riptide, merciless killers that had led a bloody crusade across America, leaving death and destruction wherever they went. They had arrived in Vancouver old and tired, they had forsaken violence, and swore to live out their days peacefully. They had succeeded in pushing down the feelings of the past for the last thirty years, but their move even further north had forced them to fight, and their old selves were coming back.
"I did what? My dear boy, are you alright? I honestly don't remember a thing. One second I was in bed, the next I'm on the floor. I...I really don't know what to say. Please, I must talk to Pierre. Help me up would you?"
Pierre lifted Karl easily to his feet, and they walked together outside, Karl leaning slightly against Pierre. When they were out of sight and ear-shot, Karl straightened up, a murderous gleam in his eye. Pierre watched him reproachfully.
"You went bad, Karl"
"Yes I did. Oh! What it is to feel young again!"
"What happened?"
"I'm not sure, I just hope Robert and George believe I don't remember anything. Things may get tricky if we reveal our pasts. Especially considering George's recent...adventure"
"What's the plan Karl?"
"I'm not sure...hm, for now we play it by ear, see what they others do. Come on"
Karl and Pierre returned to the house, Karl one again feigning confusion and dizziness. He sat down and looked over to the other two.
"If you're going to shoot me, I want Pierre to do it. No one else."
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Post by Urukdragen on Mar 2, 2014 14:51:27 GMT -5
George was calmed down a bit when Pierre and Karl came back from outside. When the two ghouls entered the building again he felt friendship and hate, Hate for Karl and empathy for Pierre. when Karl was inside he spoke towards him and Robert
"If you're going to shoot me, I want Pierre to do it. No one else."
George wanted to give Pierre the gun but he learned if you don't have nice things to say, just say nothing so he went for the fridge and got a nuka cola from it. after he opened the bottle and came back inside he said towards Pierre and Karl
Forgive and forget, but don't let it happen again please. Now as it is already morning shal we go back to that hunting store?
He then returned to his backpack and bedroll and packed his things. After that he prepared his equipment like weapons and such. When he was done he returned to the living room and sat his stuff next to the sofa before sitting on it. There he told Robert and the Other 2 ghouls that he was ready to venture out in the wasteland again and waited for the others to prepare themselfs aswell
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Post by Salvahkiin on Mar 26, 2014 18:31:28 GMT -5
Robert was fuming at this point, but he didn't think that they deserved death. Even if they were lying about something. He pointed at the door, motioning for them to leave.
"I won't kill you, but get the fuck out of my house. And if I ever see you again, I won't grant you the same mercy."
After they left, Robert looked over at George. The boy looked fine, if a bit shook up, hell, he was already eager to go back into the wild.
"Eager, huh? I told Karl and Pierre to leave. Give me a few minutes to suit up."
Robert walked over to his suit of armor, and put it on. That was his defense done, but you know what they say about good defense. He grabbed his shotgun, and hunting rifle, chambered .308. He secured the weapons on his back holsters, and grabbed his silenced 10mm and fit it into his thigh holster.
"Time to get moving"
They walked outside, and into the wild.
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Post by Urukdragen on Apr 6, 2014 6:49:36 GMT -5
When they walked out of the door the morning sun greeted them in the face, the birds were sining their songs, this would be a beter day. when outside the area of the mine's they walked back towards the camp but George kept looking at the ground several time's and eventually when he found some poo of an animal he kneeled next to it and saw it was fresh.
Robert, look at this, I did allot of tracking but i dont recignise it, wanna do some hunting before we go to the hunting store? last one who shoot this creature pays for drinks tonight!
he laughed and ran of, following the footprints it has made. running between tree's, dodging low hanging twigs of tree's and jumping over rocks he saw that the footprints grew in number, he found a pack of something. He continued to run eventually he came to a small valley, filled with snow and a lake. fresh water! Robert need to see this. so he ran back same way he came, and halfway he ran past a tree and could just dodgde away otherwise he would straight run into the armor of robert, so when Lying in the snow he laughed and said
found a valley, fresh water, lots of game to hunt. what we do? first go to the hunting store? or check this thing out?
he got himself up and dusted of the snow of his clothes and grabbed his rifle from the ground while Robert could make a decission
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Post by Salvahkiin on Apr 11, 2014 19:02:28 GMT -5
The nuclear winters of Canada had fallen overnight, making walking hard. He didn't know if George was cold, but Robert was not, thanks to his suit. Robert walked right past the animal droppings, not noticing them, he was not a hunter after all. He was abruptly stopped due to George's discovery.
"Robert, look at this, I did allot of tracking but i dont recignise it, wanna do some hunting before we go to the hunting store? last one who shoot this creature pays for drinks tonight!"
Robert chuckled, reminiscing the days of when he and his unit would walk down the street and order drinks at Lucy's. The days before the world went to shit, the days before the damned bombs fell. He'd hunt with the kid, even if for the memories.
"Sure thing, kid. Hope you've got your cash handy."
Robert switched on the infrared, and did his best to climb a tree, in his old age, combined with ghoulification, his body was not as fit as it used to be. He fell onto his behind. Learning from his mistakes, Robert tailed George, the young hunter probably wasn't as rusty as he was. Eventually, he lost George's trail, he stood alert, though, waiting to see if the animal would come by.
After some time, Robert was startled by George jumping past a nearby tree, and falling onto the ground. Robert stood over the young man, and extended his hand, helping George up. Robert dusted him off, and walked in the direction of the hunting store, but turned around to address George.
"Hunting store of course, I want myself a crossbow."
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Post by Urukdragen on Dec 17, 2014 18:14:59 GMT -5
George looked a bit confused with Robert walking away but when he spoke he understood and made a little jump before joining him
"Hunting store of course, I want myself a crossbow."
Alrighty then, lead the way! I'm quite currious what this crossbow thing looks like! I bet you can't shoot it as far as my rifle though ..
Then both of the man traveled onwards, the walk was not so long and they came in the area with the Hunting store, the store looked old and wheatered on the outside with a big layer of white snow on top of its roof. when they walked towards it George gave Robert a little elbow bump in his side and talked with a joyfull but serious tone
don't stamp you'r feet to hard inside, I guess the roof can't handle it. You wanna go in while I guard the front door?
he looked around for a bit but saw no danger, all he saw were the big old tree's and the snow, but you never knew in Canada. When he looked to his side he saw on old stool, paint was off in several places but he guessed it was still strong enough to keep his weight, so he decided he would sit there with his rifle on his lap waiting for Robert to show him this crossbow thing he was talking about.
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Post by Salvahkiin on Dec 18, 2014 17:12:50 GMT -5
"Hunting store of course, I want myself a crossbow."
"Alrighty then, lead the way! I'm quite currious what this crossbow thing looks like! I bet you can't shoot it as far as my rifle though"
"It shoots sharp pieces of wood or metal. It's very quiet."
And there it was. The hunting store. Old and weathered, like all relics from the old world. He hoped the item he was looking for was still in there. It didn't look to be picked over.
"don't stamp you'r feet to hard inside, I guess the roof can't handle it. You wanna go in while I guard the front door?"
Robert nodded.
"Any trouble, you call out, okay? We aren't getting split up again."
Robert opened the door, and took a look around, and sure enough, there it was, mounted on the wall, a crossbow. He pulled it off the wall, and looked around for some bolts. It took longer then the crossbow, but he eventually found two dozen bolts. He loaded it, and shot it at the wall. Still deadly. Robert pulled the bolt out of the wooden architecture, and went outside.
"Tada."
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