@Sohtem Accepted but can you please go into a little more detail on how he went from Vegas to the Outer Banks because thats a very far journey in the wastes.
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Its been 8 months since I last signed in. Hello everyone!!!!
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Still waiting on someone to do a Gundam RP with me lol.
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The one day in a long time I can actually relax and do RPs its a slow day around here.
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Just here doing stuff love doing Mecha and Horror RPs.
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@Crossfire
The Riflemen had been waitng patiently walking around the house waiting for Brick but by the time he came in the obvious leader of the trio a tall lanky man had grown restless. " Mr..... Umm Brick isn't that right? We don't need to talk to Mr. Joe we need to talk to you about a killing earlier this morning. Even if you don't directly live in ORB territory we are still responsible for protection in these areas. So how about you tell us what happened from the beginning?" The man said in a stern voice looking directly at Brick.
@CloseEnough
Preston was working on his laser rifle trying to keep it in pristine condition as he heard a knock on the shack. With a sign he put down a component for his rifle and opened the door. "This better be go-" he stopped mid-sentence to see a girl giving him a piece of paper and mumble something that sounded like "idea". He grabbed the paper and started to look at it after a few moments trying to understand it something clicked in his mind and his eyes grew wide.
"Get off that girl!" He said to the guard pulling her away. He slowly walked over to her still looking bewildered at the paper. "This is....this is.....Its advanced even for Crimson Wing standards! How could have you come with this!" So if I....If I am understanding this right you want to cut through the Vault door with a laser rifle sortofthingy?" He said waitng for a reply from the women.
The Riflemen had been waitng patiently walking around the house waiting for Brick but by the time he came in the obvious leader of the trio a tall lanky man had grown restless. " Mr..... Umm Brick isn't that right? We don't need to talk to Mr. Joe we need to talk to you about a killing earlier this morning. Even if you don't directly live in ORB territory we are still responsible for protection in these areas. So how about you tell us what happened from the beginning?" The man said in a stern voice looking directly at Brick.
@CloseEnough
Preston was working on his laser rifle trying to keep it in pristine condition as he heard a knock on the shack. With a sign he put down a component for his rifle and opened the door. "This better be go-" he stopped mid-sentence to see a girl giving him a piece of paper and mumble something that sounded like "idea". He grabbed the paper and started to look at it after a few moments trying to understand it something clicked in his mind and his eyes grew wide.
"Get off that girl!" He said to the guard pulling her away. He slowly walked over to her still looking bewildered at the paper. "This is....this is.....Its advanced even for Crimson Wing standards! How could have you come with this!" So if I....If I am understanding this right you want to cut through the Vault door with a laser rifle sortofthingy?" He said waitng for a reply from the women.
@CloseEnough
I am so sorry just a lot of stuff happend when. I was supposed to have a nice chill Sunday I absolutely promise a post will be up before today! Scouts honor lol
@Catchphrase
Yep always open!
I am so sorry just a lot of stuff happend when. I was supposed to have a nice chill Sunday I absolutely promise a post will be up before today! Scouts honor lol
@Catchphrase
Yep always open!
I will be around for awhile now and will work on a response.
I gotta catch up on the RP now.
I know I probably won't find any interest in this but its worth a try! I am a big fan of Gundam and after recently rewatching Gundam Unicorn I have been really itching to do a Gundam RP. Preferably after Gundam Unicorn but I am open to any point in the UC timeline.
So if by some chance you like Gundam UC PM me for some of my plot ideas. Thank you!
So if by some chance you like Gundam UC PM me for some of my plot ideas. Thank you!
@CloseEnough
A scruffy beared man who was easily identifiable as a Crimson Wing member by his Bomber Jacket decorated in pre-war Air Force patches walked to the center of where all the eager workers were waiting to begin the work; for their caps of course. The man looked all around him visible sweat coming from his brow and briefly locked eyes with a woman in the very back who looked odd in the place of all these dirty and worn down people. He then coughed and began to speak,
"Alright Ladies and Gentlemen my name is Preston Grines, your boss as soon as you enter that hole. You all will behave accordingly in our territory and will be penalized if not. Now for your payment 20 caps for a full day of work another 10 for bringing any type of explosive to us. To motive you even further the first ones to crack that damn thing open gets 200 caps and a share if anything down their. Now if you need me I will be in the shack over there and my boys will supervise all. Good Luck!"
With that the man tighted up his jacket and started walking over his makeshift shack built for this operation drinking his canteen as he walked away from the crowd. The crowd started slowly walking over to the hole where two more Crimson Wing soilders waited handing them shovels to dig the Vault out more they only had a few available and anyone who couldn't get one had to dig with their hands or make shift diggers.
@Crossfire
Word had already spread across Davenport that Forge had killed someone. The OBR even if they didn't have full control over this terriroty were still considered a police force of sorts out here and so were dispatched to his shop. Three ORB Riflemen came knocking on his door in the late hours of the day stepping on the dried up blood of Mr. Hardy. The Riflemen wore military fatigues with helmets on along with .22 rifles in hand. They knocked on the door asking to come in and question him.
A scruffy beared man who was easily identifiable as a Crimson Wing member by his Bomber Jacket decorated in pre-war Air Force patches walked to the center of where all the eager workers were waiting to begin the work; for their caps of course. The man looked all around him visible sweat coming from his brow and briefly locked eyes with a woman in the very back who looked odd in the place of all these dirty and worn down people. He then coughed and began to speak,
"Alright Ladies and Gentlemen my name is Preston Grines, your boss as soon as you enter that hole. You all will behave accordingly in our territory and will be penalized if not. Now for your payment 20 caps for a full day of work another 10 for bringing any type of explosive to us. To motive you even further the first ones to crack that damn thing open gets 200 caps and a share if anything down their. Now if you need me I will be in the shack over there and my boys will supervise all. Good Luck!"
With that the man tighted up his jacket and started walking over his makeshift shack built for this operation drinking his canteen as he walked away from the crowd. The crowd started slowly walking over to the hole where two more Crimson Wing soilders waited handing them shovels to dig the Vault out more they only had a few available and anyone who couldn't get one had to dig with their hands or make shift diggers.
@Crossfire
Word had already spread across Davenport that Forge had killed someone. The OBR even if they didn't have full control over this terriroty were still considered a police force of sorts out here and so were dispatched to his shop. Three ORB Riflemen came knocking on his door in the late hours of the day stepping on the dried up blood of Mr. Hardy. The Riflemen wore military fatigues with helmets on along with .22 rifles in hand. They knocked on the door asking to come in and question him.
Just wanted to say interested!
Sorry guys for the wait. Its up now!
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