Kingfisher

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Very long story short, the Pagans - a group of raiders working under King Krezzman pretty much kidnapped a bunch of mercs and forced them to work for them or end up dead. They wanted to know if Donna Lazari was killing their dudes and sent them to find out.

The group generally got distracted or got dead, with Dallen seeming to be the sole exception. He has met up with a 'vaultie' who found her companions murdered by said Pagans. Prior to this the Desperados casino found itself the scene of a shootout between Redding and what was left of the fiends. There was much fire.

Now it would seem the pagans have tired of waiting and are seizing New Reno aggressively. A few other newer characters have cropped up and there are one or two I haven't mentioned thus far, but you get the picture in a nutshell. Any more specific questions then just ask :)

@Tsar Gatto

The Pagans don't work for Krezzman.

The Pagans are the gang employing the player characters.

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Your time has expired I am afraid.

The dreaded double post strikes.

@Tsar Gatto

Noice.

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Last last chance :p Will still leave things slightly ambiguous so she may not quite be 100% dead.

@Tsar Gatto

Rules

Should you become inactive, I reserve the right to subject your character to whatever twisted fate I desire.

@Kingfisher

Tic Toc, fam

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Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

This open?

I do love me some Fallout

@Monochromatic Rainbow

We are indeed open! Happy to take a look at any applications.

@Monochromatic Rainbow I do not believe there would be opposition to an application at this stage.

I shall get to work on a post right now.

I hope everyone had a great new years!
I myself asked my Tsarina to marry me and am happy to say it was successful.

@Tsar Gatto

COGRATU-FRIGGIN-LATIONS! Wishing you all the happiness in the wasteland, most noble of Co-GMs.

Also, Tsarina is such a cool fucking title

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Alrighty, seems like a decent number of people are still about.

Looking forwards to reading everyone's posts!

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Anybody still about, or has interest fizzled away?

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If you want some face time with the Donna/One of her people, I'm always up for collabing

@Kingfisher

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Yes indeed, IC things escalated most suddenly - love it. Annnnd Annelise will likely remember the name Krezzman, so that'll be fun.

@Tsar Gatto

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“Well, then,” the Donna smirked “I’d say our business is concluded. I’ll talk to my people about getting you your caps.”

She spun in her chair, just as one of her body guards began making his way over towards her.

“Ah excellent, when can-”

Suddenly, there was a flicker of steel in his hand.

“What the fu-”

It all happened before anyone could react. The helmet-clad figure rammed the tip of the blade into her neck, stabbing again and again and again, as a fountain of crimson spurted out of her bronze flesh. She was gasping, trying to scream, but no words escaped her. She hit the floor with a thud, letting out one final wheeze, before her body went still.

Then, in a flash of motion, the guards had their weapons drawn; pointed squarely at Dallen and Annelise.

“In a few hours, this city will be under the direct control of King Krezzman,” the assassin explained “we strongly suggest you’re not around when that comes to pass.”

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Could have Zel try to sell hard substances to the actual mafia because by her general logic, if she sells to "the most important man" then Redding will be proud of her and she'll be happy forever and she won't have to stab a customer ever again.

@Chrononaut

If you want some face time with the Donna/One of her people, I'm always up for collabing

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Donna Regina Lazzari was grinding the remains of a Grey Tortoise cigarette into the crystal ashtray on her desk when Annelise and Dallen appeared. The latino woman let the slightest hint of a grin tug at the corner of her lips, as she looked up to address the pair.

“I take it Rickman is dead?” the inflexion in her voice made a simple question sound that much more like a bold statement.

“A little slower than I’d have liked, but the Torres family will get the message, all the same.”

She paused, taking a moment to look Annelise over.

“I have five thousand caps for you...but who's your friend?”