I'm still willing to get this show on the road, if we can get some interest.
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@Tuxedo Fox
SECONDARY QUEST- A Light in the Darkness
"Looks like we made it here." Boss called as Carson crossed to the side to check how close the barge was to shore.
"Yeah, man, we did. I gotta say, I didn't think this old rust bucket would hold up, but your pilot definitely proves the opposite." Carson turned from the rail. "Right, we're close enough." He crossed the deck, stopping next to Boss. "You look like you're ready to roll. Give me a sec, I'll check out the opposition." He pulled a pair of Zeiss binoculars from his pack, scanning the lighthouse.
The Southern Star had been quite a large ship, acting as a floating HQ for the Marauder band led by Samuel "Sixfinger" Scarrow, one of the most violent plagues of the Gulf of Mexico. The Order gunners had done a fine job, however. Their fire had crippled the freighter, sending her aground afire and out of control. The impact had split the ship in two, and both halves now rested around the small island of rock on which Marat Lighthouse stood. Most of her crew had been killed in the crash, but enough survived to easily occupy the lighthouse and it's tiny island.
"Ship's crawling with the bastards." Carson said. "Looks like the only way we can get to the lighthouse is through the wreckage. Of course it is. Why make anything easy?" The major smiled to himself. "Spoke to my guy on your radio just now-he'is holed up in the lighthouse storm shelter, underneath the rock."
Carson lit a cigar, smoking thoughtfully for a moment. "So we go through the ship, kill anything that looks at us the wrong way, get to the lighthouse, turn on the light, and rescue Hartmann. Simple, right?" He handed the binos to Boss. "Have a look-see, tell me if I missed anything. Remember that the Marauder captain has a price on his head too, we might wanna collect his scalp if we meet him."
@Letter Bee
"The specifics? Hagen can help you there." Napoleon V downed her drink. "If you do ask instructed, and get back alive, maybe we'll talk again."
Hagen stepped forward. "Let's go, kid." He growled, guiding Par to the exit. At the door the gnarled Revolutionary handed the trader a ragged envelope. "Job's in there. Read, obey, and return here, and maybe the chief will have some use for you. Now fuck off." With that last charming remark Hagen slammed the door, leaving Par in the square.
Inside the are the following quest details.
SECONDARY QUEST-Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained
Location: Millot District
Player: Letter Bee
Faction: Revolution
The Millot District is Orleans' greatest centre of science and technology. It has been spared the worst of the fighting thus far, both sides recognising the importance of high technology in governing the city. You will make your way there and make contact with Armand Ney, one of the most valuable members of the Cercle Lumiere, a company which designs and repairs the city's power grid, from lamp posts to force fields and laser turrets.
The Revolution wants Ney on their side. With him under their thumb, the Revolution will be able to sabotage more and more of the Orders installations and infrastructure in the future.
Convince, bribe, or threaten Ney into supporting the Revolution. If he proves uncooperative, blackmail may be a valuable tool. Rumours say he cheats on his wife with a certain prostitute working out of Bourbon Avenue's brothel. Proof of Ney's infidelity might work if bribery or sweet talking fails.
SECONDARY QUEST- A Light in the Darkness
"Looks like we made it here." Boss called as Carson crossed to the side to check how close the barge was to shore.
"Yeah, man, we did. I gotta say, I didn't think this old rust bucket would hold up, but your pilot definitely proves the opposite." Carson turned from the rail. "Right, we're close enough." He crossed the deck, stopping next to Boss. "You look like you're ready to roll. Give me a sec, I'll check out the opposition." He pulled a pair of Zeiss binoculars from his pack, scanning the lighthouse.
The Southern Star had been quite a large ship, acting as a floating HQ for the Marauder band led by Samuel "Sixfinger" Scarrow, one of the most violent plagues of the Gulf of Mexico. The Order gunners had done a fine job, however. Their fire had crippled the freighter, sending her aground afire and out of control. The impact had split the ship in two, and both halves now rested around the small island of rock on which Marat Lighthouse stood. Most of her crew had been killed in the crash, but enough survived to easily occupy the lighthouse and it's tiny island.
"Ship's crawling with the bastards." Carson said. "Looks like the only way we can get to the lighthouse is through the wreckage. Of course it is. Why make anything easy?" The major smiled to himself. "Spoke to my guy on your radio just now-he'is holed up in the lighthouse storm shelter, underneath the rock."
Carson lit a cigar, smoking thoughtfully for a moment. "So we go through the ship, kill anything that looks at us the wrong way, get to the lighthouse, turn on the light, and rescue Hartmann. Simple, right?" He handed the binos to Boss. "Have a look-see, tell me if I missed anything. Remember that the Marauder captain has a price on his head too, we might wanna collect his scalp if we meet him."
@Letter Bee
"The specifics? Hagen can help you there." Napoleon V downed her drink. "If you do ask instructed, and get back alive, maybe we'll talk again."
Hagen stepped forward. "Let's go, kid." He growled, guiding Par to the exit. At the door the gnarled Revolutionary handed the trader a ragged envelope. "Job's in there. Read, obey, and return here, and maybe the chief will have some use for you. Now fuck off." With that last charming remark Hagen slammed the door, leaving Par in the square.
Inside the are the following quest details.
SECONDARY QUEST-Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained
Location: Millot District
Player: Letter Bee
Faction: Revolution
The Millot District is Orleans' greatest centre of science and technology. It has been spared the worst of the fighting thus far, both sides recognising the importance of high technology in governing the city. You will make your way there and make contact with Armand Ney, one of the most valuable members of the Cercle Lumiere, a company which designs and repairs the city's power grid, from lamp posts to force fields and laser turrets.
The Revolution wants Ney on their side. With him under their thumb, the Revolution will be able to sabotage more and more of the Orders installations and infrastructure in the future.
Convince, bribe, or threaten Ney into supporting the Revolution. If he proves uncooperative, blackmail may be a valuable tool. Rumours say he cheats on his wife with a certain prostitute working out of Bourbon Avenue's brothel. Proof of Ney's infidelity might work if bribery or sweet talking fails.
@Letter Bee
"Ok then." Napoleon said, tapping a rough fingernail against her glass. "So you're good at lots of things, apparently. Let's just say you are. How do I know you aren't an Order spy? Hell, even if you're no spy, how can I be assured of your loyalty? By your own admission you were trying to decide which side to join. What would stop you deciding to just change side if it looks like you're on the losing one?"
The revolutionary leader took a sip of her drink.
"And you must realise that even if I do choose to trust you, you and your traders in Orleans would be under my sole command." She smiled, though there was no warmth in it. "After all, we are in fight to the death. You'll have to convince me of your loyalty first." Again she scrutinised Par over the rim of her glass. "But I do have a job that needs doing. It might help convince me of your sincerity." Napoleon leaned forward, waiting to see if Par would throw in his lot with them.
@Tuxedo Fox
SECONDARY QUEST-A Light in the Darkness
"I been worse, just need a minute. Stimpak and bandages might help a bit." Despite the bravado Boss was clearly quite badly hurt. Carson stooped down and retrieved the medical supplies, jabbing a stimpak into Boss' arm. "Hold still, I'll just get a bandage on it. The stimpak will do the rest." Carson bound the wound as tightly as he could.
"Looks like we made it to the lighthouse." Boss said blearily. Sounded like the stimpak was working, too. "Here, you got a whole chem dealer's stash in there, Boss." Carson said. Perk yourself up a bit while I help your pilot get us in close." With that Carson headed for the cabin to give Cat help getting the cumbersome barge close into the shore.
"Ok then." Napoleon said, tapping a rough fingernail against her glass. "So you're good at lots of things, apparently. Let's just say you are. How do I know you aren't an Order spy? Hell, even if you're no spy, how can I be assured of your loyalty? By your own admission you were trying to decide which side to join. What would stop you deciding to just change side if it looks like you're on the losing one?"
The revolutionary leader took a sip of her drink.
"And you must realise that even if I do choose to trust you, you and your traders in Orleans would be under my sole command." She smiled, though there was no warmth in it. "After all, we are in fight to the death. You'll have to convince me of your loyalty first." Again she scrutinised Par over the rim of her glass. "But I do have a job that needs doing. It might help convince me of your sincerity." Napoleon leaned forward, waiting to see if Par would throw in his lot with them.
@Tuxedo Fox
SECONDARY QUEST-A Light in the Darkness
"I been worse, just need a minute. Stimpak and bandages might help a bit." Despite the bravado Boss was clearly quite badly hurt. Carson stooped down and retrieved the medical supplies, jabbing a stimpak into Boss' arm. "Hold still, I'll just get a bandage on it. The stimpak will do the rest." Carson bound the wound as tightly as he could.
"Looks like we made it to the lighthouse." Boss said blearily. Sounded like the stimpak was working, too. "Here, you got a whole chem dealer's stash in there, Boss." Carson said. Perk yourself up a bit while I help your pilot get us in close." With that Carson headed for the cabin to give Cat help getting the cumbersome barge close into the shore.
Clue's in the title.
It's 11.30pm here in the UK but what the Hell, it's Saturday.
Hadn't even noticed he had another character on the go.
I could always create another character, to make up for the shortcomings on the revolutionary side. I even have an idea; a ghoul veteran of the Chinese Army who has lived in and around the Wasteland for years.
@Tuxedo Fox
SECONDARY QUEST-A Light in the Darkness
Carson stormed forward, his AK spitting death at the remaining Marauder crewmen. As Boss blew two of the scum away with remarkable shotgun skills Carson killed another, grinning wolfishly as the scumbag slid down the side of barge, smearing Boss' vessel with his blood.
The last two guys looked at one another, clearly considering fleeing. AH didn't give them the chance. The little Eyebot swept in, chirping in what sounded to Carson like glee, and rammed into one of the remaining men's chests like an old world cannonball. The guy was thrown through the air like a ragdoll, clear off the barge and into the water.
The remaining enemy leapt forward, a long serrated blade in his hand. Carson ducked, hearing the hiss of the cutlass pass above his ears. Ramming his AK barrel upwards into the guy's midriff he squeezed the trigger. The blast launched the Marauder backwards to slam off the barge rail. Wisps of smoke came from his clothing, where Carson's muzzle-flash had set his clothes alight.
Carson didn't hesitate. Pulling the pin from the frag grenade Boss had given him he tossed it onto the enemy craft's deck. The explosion was far greater than Carson would have thought possible. He was lifts off his feet and slammed bodily into the barge's cabin wall. He crumpled, gasping for air. Not far off lay Boss, entangled with the destroyed Mister Gutsy. Carson struggled upright and offered Boss his hand. "Let me help you up." The major offered, wiping blood from his moustache. His nose was bleeding. ""Nice work, going toe to toe with a Mister Gutsy takes balls. How badly are you hurt?" The barge began to move again, leaving the wreckage of the two Marauder vessels to slowly sink into the Gulf of Mexico.
SECONDARY QUEST-A Light in the Darkness
Carson stormed forward, his AK spitting death at the remaining Marauder crewmen. As Boss blew two of the scum away with remarkable shotgun skills Carson killed another, grinning wolfishly as the scumbag slid down the side of barge, smearing Boss' vessel with his blood.
The last two guys looked at one another, clearly considering fleeing. AH didn't give them the chance. The little Eyebot swept in, chirping in what sounded to Carson like glee, and rammed into one of the remaining men's chests like an old world cannonball. The guy was thrown through the air like a ragdoll, clear off the barge and into the water.
The remaining enemy leapt forward, a long serrated blade in his hand. Carson ducked, hearing the hiss of the cutlass pass above his ears. Ramming his AK barrel upwards into the guy's midriff he squeezed the trigger. The blast launched the Marauder backwards to slam off the barge rail. Wisps of smoke came from his clothing, where Carson's muzzle-flash had set his clothes alight.
Carson didn't hesitate. Pulling the pin from the frag grenade Boss had given him he tossed it onto the enemy craft's deck. The explosion was far greater than Carson would have thought possible. He was lifts off his feet and slammed bodily into the barge's cabin wall. He crumpled, gasping for air. Not far off lay Boss, entangled with the destroyed Mister Gutsy. Carson struggled upright and offered Boss his hand. "Let me help you up." The major offered, wiping blood from his moustache. His nose was bleeding. ""Nice work, going toe to toe with a Mister Gutsy takes balls. How badly are you hurt?" The barge began to move again, leaving the wreckage of the two Marauder vessels to slowly sink into the Gulf of Mexico.
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