ZeeKiwi — Roleplayer Guild

The one thing she hated about coming to this place, was the damned heat. ”This place sucks.. Why is it so hot..” She muttered to no one but her self. Walking through the streets of Westside with nothing better todo, it finally gave Rebecca a few moments to look at the state of the town.Every building looked exactly the same in her eyes. Grey, bland and lacking creativity. While walking, a group of children ran past her, chasing a rat with sticks and a bat. Unable to stop a smile from stretching acorss her lips, she pressed on, head shaking.

“Nothing to even do here but piss away money.. Is this how everyone li-” Suddenly pulled from her cozy flash back, to the real world where a woman was straddling her side. A long, antagonizing groan filled the room. “Uht uuh!” Was muffled screamed into the belt that had been shoved into her mouth. The pain jolted through her right arm as her 'doctor' decided to prod at the wound. Tears filled her eyes, making everything fuzzy. Hearing another voice, one that wasnt screaming and calling her names, she looked over to see a follower that had peeked his head insie. “Nnngggh!” She screamed again, as if trying to get the man to come help. God knows she wanted a real doctor and not her current companion she was stuck with.

The sound of the tray crashing sent her back into a dazed flash back. She found her self running around a corner. Face to face with a dead end. The screaming had stopped. No more bleeds for help, only a woman standing by a dumpster, looking at Rebecca. Dumb found she took a few steps closer.

“Are you the one screaming for help? Whats wrong?”

“I'm sorry about this...” the woman said from the dumpster.

“Sorry? What are you..” It was then, she saw a small handful of men walk out of the cracks and corners of the dead end. The woman only looked away in shame at what she had done. The men chuckled and exchanged looks between each other.

“What do we have here?” One man said, walking with his group. Closer they crept. It was clear to Rebecca what they wanted, and planned to do. “So tell me girl” The man looked back to his friends while talking. He was cut off before finishing what he planned to say. Looking down at his leg in surprise, blood ran out of the bullet wound. Rebecca stood with her .45 Colt drawn. The silencer on the end had muffled the shot. The thug clasped his hands around the wound and fell over. Writhing in pain. One of the other men drew is handgun and took his aim. Turning around, she sprinted as fast as she could around the corner. Even then it wasnt enough because a single round from the raider lodged into her right arm.

Jerking around on her side, the pain only intensified as her doctor grabbed the lead and started to pull. “I CNNT!” Was her response when told to hold still. She could swear that Ellie was fucking with her right now, and hadnt pulled the bullet out just because she liked to watch the suffering. Like a gift rom god she heard nothing but noise from Ellie as she went off on a rant. A needle stuck into her arm, and the sweet release from pain was slowly setting in. One thing she had heard was being called a fucking baby. Nodding her head upwards at Ellie, her teeth had bitten into the belt. “shk uo oo” She muttered into the belt with what looked like a grin.

Chomping down on the belt, like it would make a difference, she grunted softly this time around as the meds dulled the pain of the tugging and pulling. As the lead fell onto the bed next to her she busted into a small chuckling fit. Hardly noticing that Ellie started sticking her up, the belt was removed, and it was going to have a permanent set of teeth marks on it. With out a belt to stop her this time she growled “You dirty rotten bitch! Next time yank the fucking thing out, dont play with it!” Just looking froward to a few days of not being able to use her arm, she huffed and rolled her eyes. “Dont talk to me about being a junkie..” Was mumbled under her breath. Her teeth gritted as Ellie went off in that sarcastic tone she truly hated.

“Oh Im sorry!” She responded in a tone just as similar. “Thank you, now go fuck your self” Slowly sitting up, she climbed out of the bed and left the tent. Being called back into the tent she turned around, head poking in. “What. Do. You. Want.” With a sigh, she took a deep breath and walked back into the tent. Once again sitting on the bed. “What? Found something out? Well spill it”

Rebecca hated when Ellie came back with information and she hadn't learned much of anything in the time they spent here. “Wait wait.. they have rich people here?' She said, knowing the surrounding area was pretty shit. “Well, if they have an interest in the rails.. We need to saddle up and find out exactly why.” Standing from the bed, she followed Ellie's lead and grabbed her wind breaker and carefully put it on. Pulling the hood up, her head tilted off to the side. “What problem would that be exactly...?”

Caps. It had to be about caps. Her mouth nearly dropped open when Ellie said the grand total to get on the other side of the wall. “Two thousand... We need two thousand caps..” Swallowing hard she took out her cap pouch. “I got.. three hundred. Last time I counted..” Feeling that little Jab now, she squinted for a second. “You know, being a hooker pays pretty good around here..” After getting that little poke in, she sighed. “Well.. what are we gonna do? That’s a lot of money.. and we don’t even have half of it..”

Rebecca's eye twitched. That little poke backfired on her and she couldn’t really fight back. “You got plenty of assets to go around though..” Shrugging off her loss wit this one, she stood up and sighed. “Right.. So while your playing games, ill make sure the owners are busy or something... Let just get going.” Still abit sore from that backfire, she walked out the tent. “You coming?”

The Wrangler wasn’t all she thought. Of course it was still a dump, but it was better then some places in the town. Ellie went off right away to try and win more caps. “She took my money...” She mumbled under her breath. Rebecca walked up to the bar and looked between the man, and woman.

“Welcome to the Wrangler.” The woman said in a rugged, mannish voice. “What can I get ya?” Knowing she had no money what so ever. “Im actually here about a job..” She started. But caught the looks from the man behind the counter. “Was looking to maybe bar-tend.. or be a waiter..” The woman behind the bar rubbed her forehead.

After a few seconds of self though, the woman behind the bar looked at the door and saw two gentlemen walk inside. “Try these two and we will see” She walked into the back room, while the man walked out from behind the counter and moved him self to the stage. Smirking she moved behind the bar, and peeled her windbreaker off. Standing in her under armor vest, the gentleman walked to the bar.

“One beer” the first said

“Whiskey” The other. Crouching down behind the bar, she found a cooler with beers inside. Setting the frosted beer on the counter, she grabbed a bottle of open whiskey and filled a shot glass. “That will be..36 caps”

Even though it was a cheap price in her book. The men complained and forked over the caps. The woman from before was watching from the back room as the money was put in the register. “Wonder how shes doing..” She mumbled to her self. Looking to the other room with the tables where Ellie was suppose to be getting them money. Catching sight of her hugging a stranger, and the man grabbing at her ass, Rebecca couldn’t stop her head from shaking. “Thats one way to play the tables.” The owner of the bar walked out of the back room and looked Rebecca down.

“Well, I guess you got monies worth for the drinks, and they didn’t complain about your looks. I don’t see why you couldn’t work here.” The woman went off to explain the rules, pay, and what was expected of Rebecca while she worked for her. But Rebecca couldn’t help smiling as Ellie walked to what she thought was the chip exchange.

Right.. Right I think I can handle all of that..” She said, as if she was paying attention the whole time. Nodding at the owner, she catches sight of Ellie cashing out. “That's great” She mumbled and walked back around the bar, walking over to the door.

“Where are you going?!” The owner called out to Rebecca as she waited by the door. Watching as Ellie started to walk her way. Her foot started to tap and she looked at her watch. “Come on.. lets go..” Glancing at the owner she gave a fake smile. She had to endue the ear ache while waiting for her pain in the ass to get over here.

As the door shut behind her, she stood outside and looked to Ellie as they walked down the street. "Check his po- whoa whoa you telling me you took his caps?" Looking back over her own shoulder just in time to catch the pissed off man walk out to scream at them.

With no time to react, she did the only thing she could. Run.

She could hear the plasma behind her, rippling and bubbling in the air. Ready to duck around a corner, Ellie beat her to it and slammed into her side. Tripping over her own feet from the slam, she fell around the corner and pressed her back to it. "This is why you DONT FUCKING STEAL" She screamed over to Ellie. Her .45 was drawn, held in the left hand.

She couldn’t take a shot with plasma flying through the air like it was. So she waited, back to the wall. Keeping an eye on Ellie as the plasma hit the car she was using as cover. Watching the cover slowly being reduced to nothing, she slides her back up the wall. .45 lifted to her face. "Will you shut up and move!?" She wondered how someone could talk so much when getting shot at, let alone having their cover slowly reduced to nothing. "i get the point! Just-" That same explosive sound cut her voice off. The ground shook under her feet. The sudden noise made her ears ring. Her left hand cupped against her ear, head turning off to the side.

Unsure of what the hell just happened, Rebecca didn’t move from her spot. It took a few moments to even get her eyes to stop shaking and get a look at the chunk of something land on Ellie’s back. She didn’t make any sudden movements, in case there was another explosion to follow the first. "Are you ok!?" She yelled over. "Ellie!?" She yelled again, trying to hear her self over the ringing in her ears.

Rebecca sighed happily once Ellie looked u. Knowing she was alright made her life that much easier. The ringing was getting duller an duller as she stood their, popping her ears. Still holding her side arm, she caught sight of a large shouldered robot looking at them. At first, she couldn’t make out what he was saying. But when the face switched, she started picking up more of what was going on.

Her eyes shot open in surprise when the robot asked if they where the ones from the east. Word seemed to really get around this place. She soaked up all the words exchanged between Ellie and the robot. Glancing at Ellie one last time she holsters her pistol and stumbles over to her partner. A hand resting on her shoulder. "No choice... Lets go see what this is about."

There wasn’t much more to say. Rebecca followed next to Ellie. Swatting her self in the side of the head as the ringing finally completely died off. Now it was off to the Lucky 38, to see what the robot was talking about. And find out what these people know about the mag- rails.

Name: Rebecca

Age: 28

Appearance:

Instead of blue its all black.

Race: Human,

Skills: Guns, Repair, Unarmed

Perks:

Nyss Ranger - "That's right, you finally amounted to something 'boot licker!"
Superior training with the Nyss Rangers has increased your effectiveness with guns and hand to hand combat.

Grunt talk - You're time with the grunts has improved your relationship with them. All military / militia personal are more willing to talk and open up with you.

Equipment:

1. Myher -- Modified sniper rifle with an extended curved clip. A removable silencer and removed scope.

2. Colt .45 handgun -- The pin has been shortened to allow a more sensitive trigger, and faster fire rate.

3. A small single strap backpack that hands around her waist. Loaded with extra ammunition, her combat helmet, filters for her respirator, a small medkit, a lighter, her journal. And a water canteen secured to her leg.

4. A hand powered (and sized) battery charger that is attached to the back of her harness.

5. Pitboy 3000A
Clothes:
Sporting mostly black, she wears a black under armor vest, with a dark wind breaker jacket with a hood over top. Black combats, with light hiking boots. A pair of thin studded leather gloves. A respirator (Think of the masks from the Lonesome Road DLC) A black bandana that is tied around her neck, and a pair of goggles that hide in the bandana.

Armor: Sporting the Nyss scouting armor, she wears a light combat vest that offers more protection from stabbing and blunt objects then bullets. The vest hugs her torso well, and allows for greater mobility. A harness is worn over the vest, that allows for a few small objects to be carried in. The shoulder pads are the same as combat armor, but rounded, so they actually fit the shoulder inside of them. On the left bicep is a half inch thick, clean cut, piece of steel that covers the bicep. A formed piece of steel also covers her left fore arm and knee pads. All of which, is painted a dark grey color.

Bio:

Rebecca is a member of the elite branch of the Nyss Defense Force. The military power that occupies and protects the city of Nyss. Which use to be known as New York, before the bombs fell. There is more known about the Commonwealth, then the secret city of Nyss. Rebecca always held the dream of being a Nyss Ranger close to her heart. It wasn't easy.. But after years of being what the rangers call a 'boot licker' Rebecca rose from the mud, sweat and blood covered ground of the boot camp and joined the Nyss army. With her time in the Nyss army, Rebecca picked up a multitude of skills. Many of which have threatened her career in the service.

It took years before her record was even touched by the head ranger in charge of recruitment. But once her file was opened, and her unique skill set became known to the officers. She was called in for a privet meeting. No one knows exactly what was spoken of in the privet meeting. But after a few weeks of waiting. Rebecca was paid a visit in her home, by two men dressed in suits, followed three rangers. She said her last goodbyes to her mother and father, then kissed her younger brothers head for the last time before she was walked out of the house by the rangers.

Years later, now the age of 27, Rebecca became a full fledged Nyss Ranger. The fight was hard, but it was the greatest honor she could ever receive. Now she has to fight to prove to the other Ranger that she belongs with them. A mission was needed. One that could change everything, and put her in good with her new family. As if god had heard her wish, it was granted. The top officers of Nyss had discovered the magnetic rails. It was around the same time, that the Pitt had discovered the same magnetic rails. The top of Nyss had meet with Lord Ashur, leader of the Pitt to discuss what to do about the lines. After just a few days of talking, a small recon team was made of both the Pitt, and Nyss forces. Before she was ready to leave how ever, a figure in heavy black armor with red stripes painted on it walked up to her... They spent a year walking the lines, only to end up in New Vegas. Where the word was getting around about a big job. A job that involved the very thing she had been sent out to discover. The group decided to go help with this job.

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