As Michelle listened to the others, she felt that the time for being an enigma had passed. She took off her helmet, shaking her head to loosen up her hair. "Do you guys seriously not recognize her?" Michelle asked, her tone of voice somewhat incredulous. "She's one of the legendary Vault Hunters. You know, the ones that have been looting more Vaults than anyone else in the entire universe?" All one had to do to know them, after all, was listen to the news.

The mention of a Vault for them to find was certainly very interesting, though. There would undoubtedly be large quantities of treasure, although probably a giant monster guarding said treasure as well. However, Gaige mentioned that the Vault Hunters were doing this solely for their amusement, and Michelle wasn't sure if she wanted that.

Scarlett's eyes popped open wide with high eyebrows, "VAULT Hunters? You mean we're going to be Vault Hunters?!? That's awesome! I always hoped I could be a Vault Hunter. I've never met a Vault Hunter before. Have you guys met one before? That's awesome that we're going to be Vault Hunters." Her eyes rapidly darted over the gathered group and stopped on Lorenzo (at this point, her tattoos on the left side of her body started to glow, and glowed throughout the entire conversation). Her eyes verily LIT up as she skipped over to him, "Ooooo, you can be the Broody Assassin, so we'll call you BA." She then hopped over to Darren, "And you can be the Commando, with a splash of Technomancy, so we'll call you CT." She then bounded to TR-8C, "You'll be the Brick, here take this," she hands him a module to put on his belt, "It's a Turtle shield. And we'll call you BS, for Brick Shield."

She looked around and spotted the two females, and skipped over to Michelle, "You'll be the CBC, or the Crazy Biker Chick." At this point, people may have begun to realize that she's pointed out some capabilities of people that are not readily noticeable, her red tattoos beginning to shift form ever so slightly into different patterns. She apparently had not seemed to notice her tattoos glowing, the stares from the crowd of people that she had been addressing, nor that she had been stating what was obvious to her, but not necessarily to everyone else. Nonetheless, she bounded over to Nova as if nothing was amiss, "And you can be our Gun Slinger, or GS for short. Nice tail, by the way."

She then stood in the middle of the gathered folk and said, "And I'll be Scarlett." And with that, she gave a sharp nod, as if everything she said was entirely obvious to everyone. While everyone just stood for a few moments staring at the rambling redheaded woman, her tattoos then started fading away, staying in the shape they ended up in. And then a tumbleweed slowly ambled past.

No I don't know this girl, sorry if I've been in a monastery training to be an assassin for the past 10 years with no tv or anything to entertain ourselves besides fighting each other " he said to the woman who said the cute little girl on the echo was a famous vault hunter from a different planet, unfortunate thing was that what Lorenzo said was true and he really didn't know anything about the vault hunters but he sure as hell knew what a vault meant which was money, power, and being a big shot. not to mention that a big ass monster guarding the vault meant some real action! but that didn't matter to him as long as he gets to the vault.

He looked at the woman in red seeing that her tattoos were glowing and that could only man she was a siren which means things will be easy getting to the vault now but he looked at her as she called Lorenzo BA meaning broody assassin and Lorenzo said " I am not broody". Then Lorenzo groaned when she called someone else gunslinger considering that was Lorenzo's class description already it seemed counterproductive since Lorenzo actually had twin pistols with blades and even went as far to have twin shotguns with blades for crowd control but no the first thing the hot girl came up with was broody. Although Lorenzo laughed when she called the giant robot bs thinking the other thing but now it was good to know who the siren was called so he said "okay Scarlett my name is Lorenzo and I'm a gunslinging assassin so calling me broody is redundant"

"Oh, right! I forgot, never really watched much ECHO before a few years back though I have seen her wanted poster before in the labs." Well this was interesting, not only were they getting help but they were going to get help fro famous vault hunters to boot. IT was at this point that the girl started to go around and giving everyone code names of sorts, though some fit better than others. "Hey, wait. Why do you get to use your normal name while the rest of us have code names?" She questioned, though it didn't really matter just some playful banter. That being said the others started to give their real names so she may as well too. "I am Nova. Weapons Tech is my game so if any of your gear needs upgrading just say. Seems we are going to be working together anyway."

Marcus knew about Gaige the Mechromancer. She was a genius, and could also be considered a prodigy. Replacing her arm with a fully mechanic one on a whim and fully integrating a digistructing system at the age of fifteen, hacking into the entire Pandora ECHOnet from a remote location at sixteen, not to mention killing The Warrior and getting into a frigging vault! That isn't an easy feat, and she did it before she could graduate high school.

As he listened to what the young woman had to say, as well as what the people around him had to say, he began to think of the vault. That was his reason for coming to Metis in the first place, and now somebody was helping him get right to the vault! He didn't mind sharing whatever treasures might be in the vault. He probably wouldn't be able to take it all even with twenty... hundred, trips. Having more people would make it easier as well, and plus if this worked out they could head out to get to other vaults in the universe as well.

Gaige simple smiled as she watched the events unfold through the eyes of the vault hunters on multiple screens. Although the hunters on Metis didn't know it, all of the other vault hunters were watching as well, most of them with either smiles on their faces, or amusement in their eyes. In Zer0's case, a smiling emoji appeared on his helmet as he watched the various screens. Nobody would know if he was actually amused or not, but it seemed that way with the display his helmet showed. "They remind me of us, with Tina thrown into it. What do you say?" Gaige turned to Krieg, who nodded back and kept his eyes on the screen. Scarlett seemed to be just enough like Tina for the similarities to be noticeable.

Marcus simply looked at Scarlett with a small smile as he shook his head at the names that she was giving everyone. The were all just names based on first impressions, and he didn't feel like it needed to be said that she most likely spoke and thought at the same time. "Gaige the Mechromancer..." Marcus said to himself. "Genius and master of technology. I'm glad to have you on our side."

Michelle was confused by Scarlett's rambling. People that talked a lot like that tended to do that to her. Then she noticed something odd in her words. Michelle hadn't told anyone here about her motorbike. Michelle was about to comment on this, but decided that it was just an odd Siren trait. Sirens were weird like that. Also, she was holding a motorbike helmet in her hands, so it was probably a bit obvious. Still, she supposed she could put up with it if it meant reaching a Vault.

Michelle sighed, placing her hand on her forehead. "Well, if we're going to work together, we might as well know each other's names." Michelle said. "Mine is Michelle, and yes, I suppose one could me a 'Crazy Biker Chick'."

TR-8C simply stares at the shield module that had been forced into his hand before tossing it into the nearest trash can, saying: "Got a better shield already." and then the fact that she just called him "BS" hit him. And, really, he didn't care all that much. More or less annoyed by having a set of initials translating to Bull Shit, and at how this chick seemed to know things about everyone without them saying anything. Weird.

Figuring that today was going to be a really, really fucking weird day anyways (and it didn't seem like he had much of a choice in the matter) he turned his attention back to the group and said: "...Fuck it, I don't have anything better to do on this rock; TR-8C, DAHL Riot shield unit and cyborg, guess it's nice to make all of your acquaintances." Turning his attention back to the ECHO Comm, he said: "So...the hell are we supposed to look for this thing?"

Outside of the town a somewhat normal event was happening another psycho just walking along soon to be shot. The difference was this psycho wasn't completely psycho, but the way he reacted to the bullet certainly was like a psycho. The bullet came and ripped through his body just under the rib cage. "YOU PANSIES DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU SHOT!! YOU SHOT THE PROM KING, AND THE PROM NEEDS A DISCO BALL!!!" Stormwolf ran towards the towns guard who sniped him, what little common sense came in shortly after but not before another shot tore through Stormwolf's shin, causing him to fall to the ground onto another psycho's body. Grabbing the body and throwing it at the guard he quickly ran away. Out towards the tree line, the guard has stopped shooting lucky for the psycho.

"Another lonely day, walking in the woods, and slashing bodies to live again" He sang gleefully walking in the forest forgetting he was shot with the drugs flowing through him. The tune he sand became even more joyous once he found giblets of God knows what, but they were fun, ooey and gooy, and most of all delicious. The blood slathered all over him his laughs of joy were more than loud enough bathing in the blood of the dead. "THE BLOOD OF THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB IS NOT NEEDED AS THE BLOOD OF ALL IS OVER ME!!!!" He yelled to the heaven's with no one near him

Niko was asleepin in a tree when woke with a start to the noises of someone crashing through the forest and then yelling "THE BLOOD OF THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB IS NOT NEEDED AS THE BLOOD OF ALL IS OVER ME!!!!" quite a bit closer to him then he'd prefer. he hurriedly scooped up his lizard and grabbed his pack. All his haste was then wasted as he spent about 5 minutes trying to pick a music channel on his echo device. By the time he had returned his attention to the world, the badly wounded psycho was within 200 meters and tramping around. Niko whispers to his lizard "hmm, looks like someone forgot to pack a shield. Wonder what hit him?" he pauses as if listening, "naw it couldnt be skags. in a forest like this? they hate forests. My bet is hunters, what with us being so far from civilization and everything." he listens again and upon 'hearing' a response his voice raises a bit in exasperation. " well its not myyy fault you decided to store some bugs in the echo units gps chip and compass hardware! we'd know exactly where to be looking. come on lets follow him, maybe he has a camp somewhere. and with that, the light footed ranger takes off after the psycho through the trees.

Stormwolf soon remembers the bullets in him, so still there by the bloody mess he dug the shot that was still in his side, the one through his leg went through cleanly so all was well there. No where do I go, he thought marching through the forest in no way in particular

Niko caught up to the psycho a lot faster than he expected to. that might have been because the poor sap was sitting on the ground digging freaking bullets out of himself. the psycho then got up and continued meandering on to god knows where. Niko sighed "were not getting anywhere like this". He then got out his prized moloko sniper rifle and propped himself against the tree, then dug out a Small brown bottle of "Dr. Zed's Bullet Salve //ooc: light first aid kit from the wiki//ic: Niko shouted out to the psycho, "hey Bonehead Mcbuzzaxes, use this to patch yourself up!" he tosses the bottle at the psycho.

Seeing it as a grenade Stormwolf quickly through one of his two normal buzzaxes to cut through the bottle, "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO!!!!? BLOW THE FOREST INTO A TINY PIECES TO PLAY WITH!!!!?" the buzzaxe now goes through the bottle. Reaching back placing one hand onto the Great Buzzaxe.

"I'm Marcus." He told the members of the group as he occasionally glanced at the image of Gaige on his ECHO hud. It really was a coincidence that she had chosen him along with a few others to go and hunt a vault. The vault was his main reason for coming to Metis in the first place, and the legendary Vault Hunters were practically showing them the way to it. He wondered if they would talk to the other vault hunters as well, since Gaige did use 'we' when telling them all about what would be happening. The young man said little after that and allowed Gaige to speak to the growing group once again.

"Well, my robotic friend." Gaige said to TR-8C with a smile. "You're going to have to find the vault. We just know that it's on this planet. We'll do what we can up here, but really you guys are going to have to find it."

It had been another long trip for Selene. And by 'long', it was actually very, very, almost nerve-shatteringly, boring. Then again, there was an emphasis on the 'had been' part.

Two runners, decked with skulls and red paint, trailed behind her as she traveled along atop a massive Skag. The only reason that they weren't scrap while she was heading for her destination was because they were actually shooting at her, which broke the monotony of her trip. She laid back on her pet, watching the bullets fly, occasionally scraping along the Skag's armor or hitting her shields. "A bandit hit team? No, too sloppy. Maybe just some random idiots trying to harass people on the road." She spoke, mostly to herself, as her Skag zig-zags along a dirt road.

She gets up, standing on the back of her pet, and draws a Valdof Rocket Launcher. She flips the sights out, pulling her goggles down to zoom in on the Bandits. There was psychos on the side, and she took a moment to consider letting her Skag attack. Instead, Selene grins, drawing a bead on the first Runner, then firing, sending it off the road with its driver mushy in the seat. It hit something, possibly a rock, flipping over on its side and sending the psychos off, crushing the gunner as he gets tossed into its path. She turns, firing at the other just as it begins to zig-zag to avoid getting a shot on it. The rocket screamed by, missing the Runner entirely, and she aims again, firing the rockets in a line right behind her pet, catching the bandit vehicle with a rocket and causing it to go up in flames.

She puts the rocket away, and opens up her ECHO device, checking the time and distance. They were pretty close, and she yelled out. "Cibb! Heel!" Cibb skidded along the ground, arresting its momentum and letting Selene off. She comes around to the front of it, petting it and listening to it pant. She gestures toward it, recalling it into storage, then she gestures again, drawing forth a cybernetic Stalker. It promptly vanishes from sight, trailing behind her as she enters into the city, searching for someplace to get some food, and information.

Niko watched in dumbfounded awe as the Psycho sliced the bottle of medicine in half. friggin seriously? Psychos weren't usually a problem for Niko because headshots are a marvelous way to prevent grievous bodily harm at the hands of a buzzaxe. But this time, he needed a psycho with it's head more or less intact. This was going to be trickier than he had originally planned. Thats when the Psycho reached back and put his hand on a weapon of obscene proportions. Who could possibly need something as clumsy as that giant thing? But still, that psycho had bullet wounds, and bullet wounds meant guns, and guns meant people who should more or less where cities are. Even bandits should have a general understanding of the land around.

Thinking to himself 'I'm sure bandits would be happy to help me! I mean, sure i might have to soften them up a bit first. But really who doesn't enjoy a good shootout every now and again.' But still, there was the issue of the psycho to deal with before they even got to the fun part. Again in thought: 'Okay, how to convince the crazy person i'm not trying to explodify everything and that he should totes help me out of the forest? Man, maybe if i act crazy and say a bunch of insane shit. Nah, that would probably just piss him off. Be hilarious tho- goddamnit focus on the problem at hand Niko'

To anyone else, Niko fiddles with the volume knob on his echodevice lost in thought for a few seconds, he then violently shakes his head and refocuses on the psycho at hand. "Hey, Jerkface, thats for your wounds so you're not gushing blood all over the place! Im trying to help you, if i wanted you dead i'd just put a round between your eyes!" then in an undertone to his lizard "damnit, the nutcase probably doesn't have an idea what im saying." He pauses with his head cocked to the side for a second, then his eyes brighten and in a louder voice he says "hey not a bad idea! YOU GIANT BUZZFACE! THATS MAGIC CAPSULE OF GOOD FEEL GEL! PUT IN BOOBOO" he pauses to observe what he has wrought.

"BOOBOO, BOOBOO, BOOBOO DOESN'T HURT ONLY PAIN DOES!!! AND I DON'T FEEL PAIN!!" Stormwolf shout pulling out the Great Buzzaxe ready to charge. Then a piece of sanity came in, enough to realize this man didn't immediately shoot him, there has to be something going on. "So then, what exactly is it you want?" His voice now much calmer than before. "Clearly you didn't immediately kill me, meaning something is up. I can't guarantee this sanity for long, so spit it out."

With extra precaution Stormwolf's sane side Milo threw away his weapons, his small buzzaxe to the right digging into a tree, and the Great Buzzaxe over the man's head. Removing the drug mask Milo showed his face for the first time in a long time. Almost immediately after removing the mask the headache came in, to much and Stormwolf would come out.

"...So its a wild fucking goose-chase for you guys' enjoyment while we get shot, blown up, and axed on the way to the vault. Got it." TR-8C responded back, dryly. If there was one thing he'd had enough of, it was running around in circles for someone's amusement. He got enough of that shit from the labs, and he certainly didn't give a shit if he was jumping through hoops for vault hunters or circus clowns. Still, he figured that the payoff of a vault would be well worth it, hell, he could probably even afford...like...an artificial butt. So he could take robot dumps. Yup. He was definitely defragging his hard drive after that thought.

"So, where do we start? We going to just go around solving people's problems until something conveniently happens that points us to the vault? Or some jackass starts conveniently giving us hints as he tries to kill us?" Yeah, like that'd ever happen. Shit like that never happens.

Niko blinked. Then ducked as the Great buzzaxe buried itself above his head in the tree. Then blinked again. That psycho just said something intelligible, and not only that, but it was relevant to the conversation at hand! Perhaps this was not as doomed an effort as he had originally thought. But the psycho wasn't out of surprises just yet, He then did something Niko had never heard of a psycho doing before; He showed his face from beneath the mask he wore. The face beneath the mask was not nearly as old and scarred as Niko might have assumed. The man's gaunt features and too pale skin made ones hairs stand on end His eyes were deep and cold and Niko shivered as their gaze met. This psycho... no... this person had seen things, horrors that might bring a different man to his knees. In the depths of those red pools, flickered a battle of 2 forces wrestling for control. One glance on that face and Niko knew he had crossed paths with someone very dangerous.

But there was no turning back at this point so might as well press on recklessly ahead! Niko takes a moment to regain his normal cheery demeanor and then says "OH MAN! Your a smart one! Haven't seen one of those before. In any case, you had some bullets in your legs a while ago. Im willing to bet whoever put them there knows where the nearest civilization is. thats a place i'd very much like to be. So i figured if i didn't kill you, id have a better chance of finding a city. Also you're pretty interesting so im glad I'm not as trigger happy as some bandits around. I'm Niko by the by! and this here is sven." he says gesturing at the gecko who was at this moment making his way up Niko's lapel. "he says hi!".

The pain was growing extremely fast, hard thinking wasn't fun. "I'm smart only until the pain sets back in. Also nice to meet you Niko, Sven." Milo nodded to each respectively. "The name is Milo, but I give you warning stick with me to long and the one now known as Stormwolf will come back out, I should be able to keep him from trying to kill you for the most part. One more thing don't waste the meds on the other part of me, you saw that doesn't work, and he honestly can't feel it how drugged he is. Now to your problem yes I know where civilization is, I can't and probably won't go to close or you can guess I'll be killed." A shot of pain wringed through Milo's body, dropping him to the ground, "Don't worry, when I'm smart to long this is what happens.

"Now lets go, before I lose control." Walking over he grabbed his weapons and began walking towards the town he was just shot at. "I'm gonna put my mask back on, and let Stormwolf back out. Hope you don't mind the insanity, friend." He dropped the mask back on. A little groggy Stormwolf immediately began shouting random things at Niko ranging from why Meat Vegetarians were the best, to what drugs were coming out even though they were years old now.

Selene took a stroll through town, her eyes wandering from sign to sign as she simply looked. She searched first for a market of some kind; while digistructed food, at best, tasted like a Skag threw up rotting Thresher, it was easily portable, and with her nomadic life, she didn't have much in the way of refrigeration. Her tools and talents took her everywhere, doing odd jobs here and there, occasionally engaging in a favorite past-time of her psychotic mother: killing. It paid, either way, with gear, cash, or some item that they didn't want or need.

Her first stop displayed itself with a cheerfully-colored sign, and she permitted herself a small nod toward it. She browsed among everything, refilling her stockpiles of food and paid for the entire thing up front, much to the surprise of the clerk. Selene made her way out and searched for another place, to stock her back up on ammunition and check to see if there was anything better than what she had now to purchase and replace her gear. A few individuals glance at her with a variety of looks, and she idly wonders if she forgot to clean the blood off of her fingers and arms again.

Not to her surprise, there wasn’t anything to replace her gear, only some low-grade gear. Ammunition transferred to her as she paid for bullets, and left the vender, wandering back around the city. Her ECHO told her that her pet Stalker was avoiding the ground, crawling up the walls and roaming up on the roof-tops, prowling around near her, or as close as it could. Something like that would be questionable at best if it was seen on the ground, roaming around, plus she didn't want people stepping on or into it, nor did she want her Stalker doing the same to other people.

She wanders around for some time more, and sees something out of the corner of her eyes. She turns her attention over, and sees an unusual sight: Marcus. What is he doing out here? Thinking idly, she redirects herself to the gun-dealer’s direction, taking a moment to absorb his features, and the features of those who were around him. Her HUD flickers without warning, with someone appearing on it alongside static as the ECHO device attempts to correct itself. She looks at the figure, raising an eyebrow in surprise, waiting for her device to stabilize itself once more, and bluntly asks “Who the hell are you?"