[IC] Fallout RP

[crazyman6699]

The year is 2280 and North America is becoming habitable again. Great! Well, not for the people already living there. With news of
Canada's environment being the most "human friendly", people have been flocking to it. This has gained the attention of gangs and
local militias. They all want a peice of the walking loot that is immigrants. This isn't really helping the locals either. Now
that the gangs have something to do, they're sharper and more dangerous. People, immigrants and locals, are being murdered and
robbed now more than ever. Trust me, the government is trying to help but they have corruption in their ranks. Not to mention the
rebel parties. Most notably is the CU (Canadian Uprising). They've been taking the government down bit by bit though espionage and
raids.
Your party is a small group of immigrants who heard of the news of Canada's safety. Getting up here was the easy part. Staying up
here, well, that's a different matter all together. (Sorry about the short intro)

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You and your group are in a caravan wagon. You've nothing to your names but some food, the clothes on your back, and the 9mm's on
your waists. You're walking along the shores of Lake Superior when you come across another caravan.

[LordZell]

James looks around at the others in his group. He sees his slaves carrying most of his gear such as food and ammo. He turns left a bit more and sees his 2 guards with their 9mm sub-machine guns and 9mm Pistol. He begins looking at the others when he sees a lady in a merc suit. He think he could buy her, so he walks over to her and says "Hello, I'm James Conrad. Might I ask who you are?" He said in a somewhat english accent.

[manapool1]

Herald slipped a man who was carrying a large pack a candy bar and patted him on the back.
"your a good man, carrying that guys stuff, you deserve this"
He always packed light, it looked like he didn't wear anything at all, which often times confused people, but they grew to understand when he showed how little he needed.
As He walked he check the people around him, they looked tough. Maybe this should have kept him calm as they would probably scare away anyone who would try anything, and take out anyone who did, Yet it just worried him all the more, as one of them could kill him any moment now. He pulled on his spiked knuckles and stuck his hands in his pockets, he wasn't going out without fight.

[Lexzah]

Nightingale as she followed her caravan was deeply in through and having a pleasant day dream when she heard someone try to speak to her, turning around slowly to get the voice as she gazed out from behind her goggles she noticed a man who they were passing by. A total stranger from a separate caravan filled with Slaves by the look of it trying to speak to a faceless young woman with a gun hanging from her hip and shoulder? there was only one reason why this man would be speaking to her also being one of the only woman around by what she can see. though the woman decided to play along with what he was intending for now and act nice to this stranger, the girl held her hand out for a handshake to greet him properly.
"Hello there, The name's Nightingale, I see we are passing each other by on the road, good to see some people can still look out for themselves around here" She replied to the man.

[MonsieurShade]

Ashton sat as close as he possibly could to the entrance of the wagon whilst gnawing on a bit of jerky that he'd made from a coyote he'd shot a few days prior to joining the caravan. He didn't really know who the others around him were, nor did he particularly care, so long as none of them pulled a weapon on him they could all fall out of the wagon and get attacked by a cazador for all he cared. Ash jammed the jerky into a corner of his mouth and stared out of the window, every so often tapping his foot in rhythm with the bumps of the wagon's wheels.

[Automaton]

Josh looked around, it seemed everyone but him was having a good time, he hated seeing his mother country in shambles like this. The first thing he needed to do when they reached ottawa was look for his parents to see if they were okay. A war was brewing there and he knew that he would fight for his home country. Josh fiddled with some wires that wrapped around his glove, touching a light bulb making it light up. "God, I hate walking".

[LordZell]

"Nice to meet you ms.Nightingale. i happened to notice your weapons. It just so happens I could use another guard, how much you want?" James said, he looked around as she replied noticing all the others.

[Lexzah]

Making a face behind her mask and tilting her head forward to show that she wasn't impressed, Nightingale crossed her arms at the man when he made his attempt to pay her to guard him. He clearly thought that just anybody would be willing to work for him but she wasn't, she didn't like helping people as long as there was a little bit of pay but she never liked working for people "Look, sorry mate but guarding a Caravan for a man who uses slaves is not the type of job I am in to. And I am a free woman who prefers to do her own thing and go where ever she pleases. And guarding you will greatly hinder my plans to explore" Night explained to him.
"I'm sorry but I'm not for hieing and I'm not for sale" She then summed up her point as she waved the man off "Good luck finding someone else buddy" the girl the turned her gaze off somewhere else to look out for danger.

[LordZell]

James face looked shocked. Had he just been denied for his request. He immediately turned away and looked around to the caravan guards. He walked up to one and said "Ello, would you be interested in having a turn with the ladies or perhaps some caps?" He looked at the man waiting for a reply.

[crazyman6699]

In the distance you all hear a loud boom. A smoke pillar rises from the forest and the trees move a bit. You can hear shouting from that direction as you see a man fleeing. He was covered in soot and filth and his clothes were torn.

[MonsieurShade]

No less than a second after the sound of the explosion, Ashton had drawn his pistol, racked the slide back, and pointed the weapon out of the wagon and towards the trees with the kind of quick fluidness that would make most soldiers envious. He didn't bother looking at the others in the wagon, not even the man who had gotten up and began inquiring whether or not someone would be willing to work as a guard for him, right now he'd switched into a sort of tunnel vision, his eyes darting amongst the forest for the first sign of trouble. Identify the threat, then determine whether to fight or flee, that was what had gotten Ashton where he was today, and he'd be damned if he was caught unawares so close to what could potentially be salvation..

[manapool1]

Herald pulled his hands out of his pockets and threw them in a boxer stance, looking towards the explosion. He looked at the other members, they were strong looking but he content on making sure they got through this, even if it cost his life. As he looked at the explosion he noticed a man racing away. He put an open hand to the man with a pistol pull out's stomach, signalling him to hold fire.

"easy buddy, easy There's someone one coming out of the wreckage" he said as he pull the spiked knuckles out.

[LordZell]

James turned to see the fire and gave a signal to the guards they told the slaves to stay down or they'd be dead. They ran over to James who had control of the slave collars and James then shouted "WHO WANTS TO LOOT!" He and his 2 men began walking over eyes open ready to shoot anything they see. anything. James pulled out his gun and was ready.

[crazyman6699]

The fleeing man ran up to the caravan shouting, "Bandits! They attacked my family! I barely made it out but everyone else is dead!" He looked at James, "No don't go over there! You guys need to get out of here. I think they saw me run aw-" In the middle of his sentence you heard a bang and saw his bits of his head fly everywhere. Back by the explosion you see a sharpshooter with his rifle pointed at you. Three other men step out from behind him and draw their weapons.
"It's our lucky day boys!" The sharpshooter says. One of the men pulls out a hand grenade from his pouch and waves it menacingly.

[LordZell]

James laughed when the mans head blew off. He then looked behind him noticing no one followed which was excellent. James turned back to the men in front of him and said"Boys please we both just want money right? See their are 2 caravans over there." Pointing with his hand. "You let me and my men 3 minutes to get back and behind the guards you run in we'll shoot the guards and then take the stuff for ourselves. I even have 3 slaves back their if your interested. So what do you say partner?" James hoped this worked otherwise he'd have to shoot.

[MonsieurShade]

Ashton's mind was instantly made up when he looked from the dead man on the ground, and the three bandits talking amongst themselves about easy pickings. The odds were in his favor when it came to numbers, so Ashton picked fight, "Hogs to the slaughter." he whispered before leveling his weapon, then grimaced as the James approached the bandits, not because James was risking his life, but because he was in the way. "Either move or get a skylight in your skull moron! Believe me I will NOT think twice!" he barked out, gesturing for James to get out of his way with his gun.

[LordZell]

James ignored the shout and watched the bandits waiting for a reply.

[crazyman6699]

The sharpshooter adjusted his scope and lowered it a bit. He aimed at Ashton and shot, hitting his foot.
"It'll be your head next time if you don't shut the fuck up!" He yelled at them.

"You look like you've done well for yourself." The grenade wielding bandit said to James, "What makes you think we'll let you go? For all we know, you've got a whole pouch of caps or food on you. Get back with the others." He said and pulled the pin on his grenade, keeping the lever depressed. "You shoot me and we all go up." He said. The second bandit, equipped with a laser pistol, drew it and trained it on the rest of the caravan members. He began to walk forward with the grenade bandit. The sharpshooter stayed behind, pointing his rifle at James.
"All of you on the god damn ground!" The sharpshooter yelled to the caravaneers.

[LordZell]

James stood his grown then said "Sir what if I joined, you me and my boys work with you and the slaves hold it all.Look I will easily help you." His men were ready to fire as was James knowing hell may brake loose.

[MonsieurShade]

Ashton dropped his weapon and clutched his foot in pain, though surprisingly made very little sound save for a pained grunt. It hadn't been the first time he'd been shot, but that hardly changed the fact that it fucking HURT whenever it happened. The man watched the bandit holding the grenade carefully, there was a way out of this, he just needed to figure it out without getting messed up worse than he already was. For now, Ashton complied, slipping down onto his stomach, but not before making sure his pistol was tucked under him in an effort to keep it out of sight.