MinervianGrey

Fallout Requiem

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Fallout Requiem

Mordred now found himself growing a dislike for his 'companion', Robert. He was being used as a bullet catcher at the moment, and while that was something he had done on plenty of occasions before, Robert had hardly even asked him to do it.
"Well, my name is Mordred for starters. How's your day been?" He said looking pointedly at the chainsaw marks in the man's power armor. Mordred had already assumed the man was a sword for hire, judging by the his body language and careful positioning.

Quietly, he wondered if all people with sniper rifles hired bullet catchers. Probably for target practice if nothing else.

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No problem, actually helped make things easier to write. I think you would be surprised how many times I get guns pointed at my character in paper RPs.

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Mordred had made his way up 3 stories of the building before he began to hear a muffled conflict playing out above him, his Eyes Forward Sensor (EFS) below the compass his Pip-Boy had superimposed on his vision picked up 2 yellow and 2 red tabs moving about on the floor above him. He had noticed a gratuitous amount of deceased rad roaches on his way up the staircases, clearing the first hallway of each floor as he went. Clearly, whoever had entered the building and was now making all that ruckus had plenty of high caliber rounds to spare.

It was on the third floor when, while he did a quick re-check on his gear before heading up to the fourth floor, he heard the soft, unmistakable click of an anti-material rifle moving a round into the chamber. He froze, his already adrenaline filled heart began to beat faster as he turned slowly to face the new... not hostile? His EFS showed the stranger to be a friendly, but the man, clearly approaching 30 years old, had an anti-material rifle pointed at Mordred.

The man questioned Mordred, who swallowed his momentary shock and answered,"Uhm... my name is Mordred Smith, I am an employed caravan guard for Gun Runners, though I'm currently on leave for the next month or so, and I came here to investigate the whole gunshot serenade I'm sure you heard."

A loud thump from the floor above shook dust from the ceiling,"Friends of yours?"

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Mordred heard a faint gunshot in the distance and was forced to stop himself from hitting the dirt. Old habits die hard, and he had been guarding one too many a caravan that had been attacked by some lucky raider with a rundown anti-material rifle. He scanned the horizon carefully, seeing nothing more than a relatively harmless bloatfly in the distance before his eyes came to rest on the four story building standing, he thought, rather defiantly in the wastes. He thought for a moment before making his way at a slight jog towards the building. He had just reached the entrance to the lobby of the first floor when he heard 2 definite anti-material rounds go off in quick succession somewhere above his head, he was unable to guesstimate the floor. He shook his head and muttered under his breath,"What the hell is that guy shooting at that he needs 3 of those rounds to kill?" His Pip-Boy took him halfway to the answer by providing a name for the building it was in. His eyes widened and he retrieved his carbine from his back while taking to the stairs slowly but surely.

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@MarsAdept Thank you, I do try.

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Name: Mordred Smith
age: 18
skills: guns, explosives, survival
S 4
P 5
E 8
C 2
I 8
A 8
L 5

Equipment: Scoped 5mm carbine with extended magazines and foregrip, Gun Runner Caravan Guard Armor, Pip-Boy 3000GRMOD Prototype, M1911 handgun with extended magazines and detachable supressor, Combat Knife with optional bipod, scope , and suppressor, lightweight caravan guard travel pack, rations 1 day, Gun Runners employment papers.

Theme Song: Wasteland Soul by Miracle of Sound

Fallout Requiem

Name: Mordred Smith
age: 18
skills: guns, explosives, survival
S 4
P 5
E 8
C 2
I 8
A 8
L 5

Equipment: Scoped 5mm carbine with extended magazines and foregrip, Gun Runner Caravan Guard Armor, Pip-Boy 3000GRMOD Prototype, M1911 handgun with extended magazines and detachable supressor, Combat Knife with optional bipod, scope , and suppressor, lightweight caravan guard travel pack, rations 1 day, Gun Runners employment papers.

Theme Song: Wasteland Soul by Miracle of Sound

Hello world... um... rather, Hello small community of seemingly like minded peoples who inhabit the same rock I do... I hope.

Actually, I am new to online RP, so I have no idea how long I write. As for group size, I would be comfortable with a group around the size of which could fit around a lunchroom table, really. @Ellri

Oh good, now I know what that button does...

Hello world... um... rather, Hello small community of seemingly like minded peoples who inhabit the same rock I do... I hope.

Oops. That was long winded, my bad.