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       #Post#: 6577--------------------------------------------------
       The Wasteland 
       By: Aussie Boy Date: September 10, 2012, 9:00 am
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       The Wasteland
       "The Event, nobody knows what caused it, nobody knows why it
       happened and nobody knows how it happened, but everybody knows
       it happened, the 1st of January 2000, the entire world went
       dark, everything electrical stopped, planes dropped from the
       skies, lights went out, mass looting and riots followed.
       Millions died in the blink of an eye. True to human nature, we
       blamed each other and the hell that followed... 3 quarters of
       the world dead, most of the worlds structures demolished. A
       world wide war. A 2 year hell storm of gun fire and explosions.
       Then in the year 2002 it stopped and the effects of the war were
       immediately felt. By 2010, Society was gone, the world had
       plunged into a pit of violence and despair. Now 30 Years after
       the event what little pockets of orderly society is left,
       Civilization has taken on a brand new meaning and nobody is
       better off"
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       My name is Robbo, my full name is Robert... um, I don't remember
       my last name. Anyway I grew up in a small town my father was a
       mechanic in the Technology war, he taught me everything I know,
       When I was 14 or 15 our town was raided and burned to the
       ground, my father, my mother and my sister were all killed me
       and some others who survived were taken away and sold as Slaves,
       I spent 1293 in a slave colony until some other slaves and
       myself tried to escape we were almost out, when a slip up by one
       of the escapees got us caught and back in there, fortunately for
       me there were Mercenaries passing through and brought me. For
       about 6 months now I have been working for them, carrying gear
       and being an extra gun, slowly paying them back for buying me
       and saving my life.
       We exited the van and walked into the ruins of an old building,
       there was Mr Bond the leader of the group and the man who owns
       me, Flash the group Medic, Toby the sniper and Stan the gunner,
       me, I was the back up. We crossed the street carrying guns and
       small packs, we walked up some old stairs onto the second story
       of an old building and set up camp, while we waited for the sun
       to rise, Toby took his scoped hunting rifle and went into the
       next room, I watched him as he climbed out a window and onto the
       roof of an old shop and then climbed up a fire escape and laid
       on the roof of the next building over.
       As the sun rose, Stan set up a telescope and started watching
       the Government compound down the road, Mr Bond was watching
       through his binoculars, Flash was writing things down as Stan
       described them, I sat there quiet, being ready, in case we were
       spotted and had to make a quick exit, we sat there for about 2
       hours in the old room watching Government soldiers patrol their
       compound and the surrounding streets, we had a direct site on
       them from the other end of the street.
       A shot rang out, "Shit get down!" Mr Bond said quietly, we hid,
       "Robbo check Toby!" Mr Bond whispered, I breathed deepily and
       dash across the room and took cover at the door and looked out
       at Toby, he was lying there but wasn't holding his gun, "Chuck
       me your binoculars!" I said, Mr Bond chuck his binoculars to me
       and I looked through them.
       "Shit Toby's been hit in the shoulder!" I stated, "It's a
       sniper, I seen the glint of his scope!" Stan said, "We'll cover
       you, get out there and get Toby back here and then we're
       leaving, Flash pack up what gear you can and get ready to run!"
       Mr Bond ordered, Mr Bond and Stan poked their rifles out the
       window and opened fire at the Sniper, I ran into the next room,
       jumped out the window, ran across the roof and climbed the fire
       escape and picked up Toby.
       Government soldiers were charging up the street firing, I took
       Toby's rifle and looked for the sniper quickly, he took a shot
       at me, it hit the rifle, I dropped it picked up Toby and ran for
       the fire escape, I felt tug as I tried to climb down it, I
       pulled harden and looked as some of my leather jacket tore off,
       the fire escape collapsed Toby and I fell, I got up quickly,
       picked up Toby and kept running to the others, I dragged Toby
       through the window and looked in the door, Mr Bond was dead on
       the ground, Stan aimed out the window and bullet hit him in the
       chest, he turned and slumped on the ground. Flash looked at me,
       "Come'on man grab Stan and let's go!" He yelled.
       He shook his head and ran for the door, then I felt Toby slump
       as well, I fell over and heard an explosion, I let go of Toby
       who had just been shot again but in the head this time. I looked
       in the other room and saw Blood splattered everywhere and pieces
       of the wall gone at the top of the stairs, where Flash would
       have been standing. Stan pointed past me, "Go" He ordered, I
       took Mr Bonds rifle and ran out onto the shop roof and hid
       behind an old metal box on the roof.
       While the Government was still firing into the room, I aimed and
       fired and saw the Sniper fall of his perch and land on a veranda
       a floor below where he was. I hid and watched as the Government
       soldiers were dragging Stan into the street, it was completely
       silent now. I laid there and watched. "Anybody else still up
       there, leave now and we won't pursue you, but if you continue to
       fight, this will be your fate" He took his pistol and fired it
       through Stan's head.
       Blood sprayed all over the ground and then Stan's body hit the
       ground and blood stared to flow, I laid there and watched as
       some Government troops walked away, while others stayed and
       watched the buildings. I crawled along the roof and into the
       window and crawled across the floor, I grabbed my contract off
       Mr Bond, his ammo and his Sawed off Shotgun and crawled to the
       steps and ran down them, "Hey there's another one!" I heard
       someone yell, I turned as I got out into the street and fired 2
       shots at the Government guys as they came through the building.
       They fired at me as I ran across the street and down an
       alleyway, I rested the rifle against the van and tried to open
       the van door, shots hit the van around me, "Fuck it" I yelled
       and kicked the door and then took off running down the street, I
       turned into a building and took cover, a couple of Government
       soldiers stopped at the van and looked.
       I tried to aim my rifle but I left it with the van, I sighed and
       went to run, but tripped and tore the knees out of my pants, I
       got up and kept running, I ran across another street and hid as
       some Soldiers came to me, I waited as they came and looked in
       the window, I fired the Sawed Off Shotgun once killing one of
       the soldiers, the other stepped back and then shots started
       flying through the wall.
       I ran out the back of the building, as the entire back wall was
       in a pile mixed with the back wall of the other building across
       the alleyway from it, I ran to the window and jumped through ad
       crashed to the ground, there was till glass in that one. I got
       up, my armor was cut up and I having a few slashes across me. I
       kept running as the Government soldiers opened fire at me.
       I ran out of Walla Walla Bay and kept on running down the old
       highway out of the city, I stopped by an old truck and looked
       back, they weren't chasing me anymore and the adrenaline was
       starting to ware off and my cuts and bruises were starting to
       hurt. I chucked the Shotgun, I had one bullet, I checked all the
       ammo I took from Mr Bond it was 308 ammunition, for his rifle.
       I started walking along the old highway, cars were scattered all
       along it, most had been salvaged for parts, sucked empty of all
       fluids, fuel, oil, coolant, gearbox and diff oil, you name it,
       it was drained out, wheels are the most common thing taken. It
       was amazing just how many cars were sitting up pieces of wood
       with no wheels.
       I heard the hissing of a snake I stopped and looked up the road,
       a snake was staring at me, it was a brown one, the brown ones
       will attack, I looked around for something use to kill it. I
       reached to a car and started pushing it, luckily the blocks
       weren't very stable and the car fell on the snake, I took my
       knife and walked towards it, it came out from under the car and
       I slammed the knife down and cut the snakes head off.
       I looked down at the body still wriggling, I kicked it's head
       back under the car, picked up it's body and kept walking, at
       least I got some food. I continued walking as the day went on, I
       looked across an over grown field and saw an old house, it was
       getting into the afternoon and by the time I secured that house
       and scavenge what I could to repair my clothes it would be dark.
       I climbed over the fence and walked across the field, it looked
       like it was rebuilt recently, maybe a scavenger lives here, I
       could trade some gear for a place to sleep, I walked around to
       the back of the house looking for a door. I saw an open one so I
       walked inside and then I felt a blunt force drive me back out
       the door and flat onto my back. I looked and saw a bloke coming
       at me with a knife, with a grin on his face. I drew my knife and
       thrust it upwards into his chest as stabbed down at me. I ripped
       the knife sideways and pulled it out, he struggled with me, I
       jammed the knife into back of his neck and ripped it sideways
       and pulled it out. I put the knife back in my belt turned around
       while drawing my Shotgun and fired at another bloke pointing his
       revolver at me.
       The Bullet hit him in the chest he flew backwards and flat on
       his back, I pointed the shotgun at the third guy, he was
       standing there holding his knife, "Leave now and I won't blow a
       hole in your head!" I shouted at him, he looked at me, "OK dude,
       OK" He said and slowly backed away but he stopped and started to
       grin. "Tell me, anybody else in the world would have fired the
       second shot into me, why give me the option to walk away
       unscathed, considering I was about to gut you" He said, I looked
       at him and tried to keep scary face.
       His grin grew even wider, "You only had one shot didn't you!" He
       yelled, I stood there silently hoping I would still fool him,
       "haha, that is rich, you had one shot, ah, so you got nothing, I
       could dive for the revolver and shot you dead right there and
       there is no way you could stop me getting the revolver" He said
       grinning, I got ready, he jumped for the revolver, I drew my
       knife and stabbed into into the side of his neck, "I've
       developed a few skills in my life time mate!" I said driving the
       knife, he twitched violently.
       "I was right but!" he managed to say, "Correct, you were right"
       I said as I tore open his throat, blood leaked everywhere, I
       dropped his body and got up to my feet and looked at the three
       dead mean near the door and large chunk of cow swinging from a
       chain in the doorway. I picked up the revolver after I heard
       rustling in the house, a woman walked out she looked like she
       was high on something, he tried to grab her weapon but I put a
       bullet in her head.
       I looked at the 4 bodies and sighed, I took the revolver and
       searched the house, it was a fortified drug den, once I made
       sure the house was clear I searched the bodies for anything
       useful and then dragged them to a ditch away from the house and
       dumped them in it. I went back to the house and gathered
       anything I could and set up in a room. I dragged the cleanest
       mattress into a room with some Lanterns and a 44 gallon drum in
       the middle of the room. I reset the door trap and as it got dark
       I lit the room with fire and started sorting out what I
       scavenged from the house.
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       Go for it lads
       #Post#: 6586--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Wetbizket Date: September 10, 2012, 3:36 pm
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       Awesome start to this story!!! Makes me feel like I was right in
       the wasteland warfare! Good idea mentioning the snake, cant
       forget about the other enemies other than people! Also the part
       when he used his last bullet. did I fire 5 or 6 shots, do you
       fell lucky, well do ya punk!
       I'll try to write my chapter soon!
       #Post#: 6587--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Wetbizket Date: September 10, 2012, 4:27 pm
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       [font=courier]Rusty Stars/New Assignment[/font]
       … “What is this?” I asked as I was handed a letter by one of the
       guards that works in the city I live in.
       The guard smugly let go of the small envelope and let it flop
       into the palm of my hand “It’s from the Mayor; I suggest you
       follow his instructions.” The guard sternly barked out then left
       my bunk room.
       My bunk mate Perry leaned down from his top bunk “A letter?” he
       said raising his voice.
       Perry is a good friend and works in the Lab along with and the
       others.
       I curiously opened the letter and silently read it.
       … “What does it read?” Perry asked.
       I hesitated “It basically says that they have a very important
       assignment for me to go on personally for the Mayor.” I said a
       little confused?
       Perry sat up “What do you have to do?” he asked.
       I shook my head “I don’t know, it just says for me to go to the
       Mayor’s office right away.”
       So I followed the directions in the letter and headed to the
       mayor’s office, Perry went with me. Not many exciting things
       happen in this town and getting a personal invitation from the
       Mayor is definitely a noteworthy event.
       I stepped into the biggest building the in the city, even bigger
       that the Lab. I was met by a guard and directed to the mayor’s
       office instantly.  I was met by Mayor, Sam Majors, the 2 head
       scientist of the city Steve Wince and Mary Lou Diamond. They got
       right into business.
       The Mayor walked around from his desk and took the smoke pipe
       out of his mouth “Mr. Finch, we understand you’ve worked with
       Refractors and Defractors before in your life time.” The Mayor
       said walking over to Steve.
       I raised an eyebrow “Yeah, that was a long time ago when we the
       materials to work with those machines…. What are you getting
       at?” I asked.
       Steve spoke up “Well Chester, we got news from our recon
       operatives a crossed the land that a working Refractor has been
       discovered in an old underground bunker somewhere in the east
       coast.” Steve said in an excited tone.
       … “I thought all those things were scavenged for parts since we
       couldn’t run them without a major source of electricity?” I
       questioned.
       The mayor sipped on his pipe and puffed out a cloud of smoke
       “That’s where you come in. There aren’t many people around with
       your skill these days, with your knowledge of these things we
       need you to cross the land and find this thing and see if we can
       get it working.”
       I looked away and shook my head “I don’t know if I’m your man
       for this job, I’ve never been out of this city before and I
       don’t remember how those things
       work.”
       Mayor Majors walked up to me “Son, I heard you aint to shabby
       with a gun, which is better than some of the egg head heads
       running around here that have no idea how to pull a trigger let
       alone hold the thing. Plus your smart and have more knowledge of
       these machines than anyone else around here.” The Mayor said
       putting his hand on my shoulder.
       I took a deep breath and nodded.
       … “If we can get this machine running we could power half the
       state!” Mary Lou said with a smile on her face.
       … “What about the government, isn’t this kind of in their
       field?” I questioned.
       The Mayor shook his head no “The government doesn’t know about
       this, we don’t want them getting tangled into this. If they get
       their hands on this machine they will probably mess it or use it
       to make a weapon and destroy our land with more war!” he said
       going back to his desk.
       … “So first thing tomorrow morning you are to report to the
       armory bright and early and meet up with your guides.”
       I hesitated “Yes sir.” I said then gave a smirk and left the
       office; Perry noticed me and ran up.
       … “So what’s going on? Perry said
       I turned to him “I’m going to save the wasteland?” I said
       putting my hands on my hips.
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Gangstarr4 Date: September 12, 2012, 2:33 pm
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       The Savage
       .....
       The evening was setting in and explosions were going off
       everywhere. A prison break had occurred and this was my chance
       to find the man who tried to kill me and left me for dead in the
       wasteland. Apparently I was a wanted man for the atrocities I
       supposedly planned of according to my so called " squad ". I had
       nothing to do with the BlackWood Massacre. Those 5 officials
       from Walla Walla bay were killed because of the " General" not
       me but revenge was coming soon.
       ..........."....
       " Hey you! Hurry up while the riot distracts the guards"  I
       ran , my hands were binded by rope. I was on my way to being
       water boarded until this coincidental event occurred.
       I ran and dived through the hole in the wall. A truck was
       waiting for us, it was stamped with a Logo from Curalo. Not sure
       why or how they got a hold of this truck but they had guns in
       the back. A man wearing all black cut the rope and handed me a
       rusty 9 mm with and dented extended clip. I didn't think twice
       about carrying it.
       I hope in the truck and held on tightly to the rail. Where
       we head chief? I asked the driver. " StoneWall " I wasnt shocked
       to know convicts were going to the most crime infested city. One
       of the last cities standing since the war. Everything will fall
       into place if can elude to the law.
       1 hour later.
       We walked into a old apartment building. Wasn't ours but I
       guess the head guy ( we just call him chief) didn't really care.
       He walked into a room with his M4 loaded and made everyone get
       on the ground.
       " All the women.. Get completely naked or you will be taken to
       Power Town " Power Town ? I heard stories about that place
       chief. " Yeah we'll these women will be able to confirm them
       heheh. We're gonna need currency so if they don't do as there
       told them its payday.
       Chief closed the door. You could hear the rape.. Literally all
       8 of them.
       Later on Chief walked out with a women's head cut off. I got
       up.
       That's enough Chief ! " what's that mr. baron of the North ?
       Yeh fella I heard stories about you. You lucky I didn't kill you
       Savage." I sick of the madness. You are raping and cutting heads
       off ! " them bitches can't trace me dead "  you gotta go, I'm
       taking over the group . " look here Sav... "
       I smashed then back of my pistol in his forehead and then shot
       him . He was crawling on the ground. The others just watched. I
       took his machete and jammed it into hIs back. We left quickly
       and continued en route to StoneWall.
       " No wonder they call you Savage. Didn't you fight at the
       Town, Dezure? I heard all the BlackWood Mercs did."
       Well the there's your answer.
       " Did you really kill those official and get that serpant
       tattoo, which is on your boot, imprinted into their bodies ."
       You really should stop asking me questions.
       " your one cold man.. "
       I took his rifle and shot him and the hand and pushed the guy
       who helped the guy who help me escape out the car. The other 2
       didn't even mutter a word.
       
       #Post#: 6620--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Aussie Boy Date: September 13, 2012, 9:48 am
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       Great Chapters lads, just remember G4, Automatic Weapons are
       pretty scarce.
       Barter
       I chucked the scraps of the snake I had for dinner last night in
       the smouldering ash of the fire, drained the lanterns of the
       Kerosene and started putting on my new gear, I took my ripped
       and torn leather pants off and put on a pair of black, white and
       grey Motorcross pants and a similar pair of motorcross boots, I
       took these ones because they fit and have a knife holder mounted
       on the right side of the right boot.
       I put on the singlet and leather jacket, I had modified to have
       no sleeves and a really loose collar, I put my sleeveless
       flannel shirt on over it and didn't button it up, then I put on
       the belt and placed my Sawed Off Shotgun on a holster I rigged
       up through the night on my left hip, the revolver in the
       ordinary holster on my right hip, 2 large knifes in holders next
       to either gun. I stuffed the 52 Revolver bullets in a pocket on
       the right side of the pants and 23 Shotgun shells in a similar
       fashion on the left side of my pants.
       I grabbed the back pack and stuffed a six pack of beer, a first
       aid kit, 49 .308 rounds, a bottle of whiskey, 40 22. rounds, 4
       musical tapes for car radios, a small empty jerry can, 3
       chocolate bars and 2 bags of white powder, I assume it's some
       sort of drug. I walked out of the house and grabbed a short hose
       I just noticed, I stuffed it into my pack and kept walking
       outside wear I took my sunglasses and put them on.
       When I heard the rumbling of an old engine, I looked and saw
       dust flying in the air and heard the rumble get louder, I shot
       around the corner of the house and waited, knife in one hand and
       revolver in the other. The old V8 Panel Van pulled up outside
       the house and 4 more people dressed similar to the people who
       attacked me yesterday got out. 2 Men and 2 women, "Gordi,
       Wallaz, Genni, Jeorge!" They shouted, trying to get their
       friends attention, I waited till they walked inside and dash
       past there vehicle, but something caught my eye.
       I stopped and dragged the jerry can out of the bag and the hose
       and open the fuel cap and sucked the hose with the other end in
       the tank and started draining their fuel into the can, I looked
       around and saw a plastic bottle of the ground, I grabbed it and
       filled it quickly and stuffed the hose back in the jerry can and
       screwed the lid on the bottle. I jammed it into my bag and
       crouched down and walked to a pile of rubbish and grabbed 2
       glass bottles and a lunch box, I checked them for cracks and
       filled them as quickly as I could and just fitted them all into
       my pack.
       I stuffed the hose in there and sneaked away, while the people
       in the house were yelling angrily at each other and their
       missing friends. I ran but kept low across the field and back
       onto the road, I started running down the old 2 lane highway, as
       the fields started turning into forest, I stopped running
       eventually and started walking eventually. I had a pack of full
       of explosive fuel and ammo. I wanted to trade this as soon as I
       could.
       I journeyed along the old road through the bush land, constantly
       checking behind me and to my sides. I stopped at a military
       checkpoint on the side of the road, it was basically an old tent
       and a circle of bags of sands, I climbed over the sand bags and
       searched around for something to drink, I picked up a metal box
       and big spider ran out from under it, I jumped and threw the box
       on it, crushing it. I reached down and opened the box. Nothing.
       I looked around the checkpoint and found nothing so I kept on
       walking and eventually came to a flowing creek, I walked down
       off the road and went and dipped my head in the creek and
       started drinking the fresh cold water out of it. I heard
       footsteps coming my way, I grabbed my revolver and spun around,
       water flying from long hair as it flicked with my head.
       I saw a man standing there holding his hands in front him, with
       a large empty bottle in either hand, "easy friend, just
       refilling my water bottles" He said calmly, I looked at him and
       used my free hand and pointed at his belt, he lifted his shirt
       and revealed a pistol in a buttoned up holster. "Relax, you'd
       shoot me, before I even got it out" He said, I lowered my
       revolver and walked around him and headed back up to the road.
       "Say that's a full bag you're carrying, wanna trade something?"
       He yelled out, I turned and looked at him, holding oen of his
       bottles under water, "Right oh, what have you got?" I asked,
       "All manner of things, just let me fill my bottles and I'll show
       you!" He said.
       I walked back up to the road to wait for him, and saw a vehicle
       made out of a horse float and Ford Falcon with a supercharger on
       it, it looked like he'd cut a falcon in half and welded it to a
       horse float. The Horse float was raised quite a bit, so I assume
       he has a drive line underneath it. He walked past me and in the
       door of his horse float and opened a section of the horse float
       wall.
       "Now, what are you looking for?" He asked. I pondered for a
       second before I made up my mind, "A rifle of some description, a
       water bottle, some ammo... and that!" I finished off by pointing
       at a tiny little crossbow. "Alright" He said smiling, what do
       you have to trade, I took my bag of my back and start putting
       the fuel on the small counter created when he opened the section
       so he could see out of.
       Then I gave him the .22 rounds and the whiskey, he looked at me
       and nodded, anything else? he asked, I pulled out the 2 bags of
       white powder, he grinned, 308. Rifle or 7.62 SLR? He asked, I
       smiled, SLR please I said. I remember my father taught me to
       shoot with one of them, he was always trying to find a another
       model of the gun but the one he wanted was slightly different an
       automatic one.
       I reached into my bag and gave the container of 308 rounds to
       the trader as well, "Sick as!" he said and took everything and
       put aside, then he gave me a black SLR rifle and started handing
       my magazines for it, I checked each one, they were full of
       bullets, he gave me 8 20 round magazines, I was amazed. The he
       handed me a hard plastic water bottle and crossbow with 2 bolts.
       I slung the rifle over my back and it rested on the near empty
       bag, I lodged all the magazines in my belt, except for one,
       which I put in the gun, , I put the tiny crossbow in my bag with
       the bolts and water bottle he filled for me and I was about to
       leave but I though I'd ask. "Hey mate, tell me, what is that
       white powder?" I said, he looked at me and smiled and then held
       it up for me to see, "This is pinch" He said, I looked and
       nodded, "I know what Pinch is" I said. "Then you realise why I
       gave you all that ammo?" He asked and I nodded.
       "Alright, so long" I said and started walking away, I heard him
       shut up his little shop, start his car and leave as I walked
       away, I traveled for hours until I came across the outskirts of
       a town, I walked throw the overground rubble that was once a
       town. I strolled through looking around for anything to
       scavenge.
       I decided to take a detour through an old house, I opened the
       broken door and walked in the carpet was half ripped up and the
       house was mess, I looked through and noticed a book shelf, I
       went over, intact books are pretty valuable. I looked through
       the books and magazines, I stuffed each and everyone in the bag,
       "I can't believe no one had found these yet. I searched the
       house some more and came to the conclusion everything else of
       value had been taken.
       I walked out of the house and continued through the old town,
       weary the whole time, as i traveled I started to read one of the
       magazines I found, called Hustler, man the old world must have
       been a great place! I looked up and saw a car drive up to a
       fortress looking thing in the middle of town. I stopped and
       watched, as the big gate opened and the car drove in. I looked
       closer, "Otel was painted on the gate.
       I started walking towards it hastily, I was stopped at the gate
       by 2 armed guards, "Whats you're business here?" One of the
       guards asked, "I'm, looking to trade, and sleep in a warm bed!"
       I stated, "Entry costs, what have you got?" He asked me, I
       looked at him and idea popped into my head, I got the magazine I
       was reading and another one with the same title and handed one
       each to the guards. "How does that work?" I asked.
       He looked stunned at the magazine, "Welcome to Otel!" he said
       and they opened the gate for me, I walked in and examined the
       community, there were people harvesting crops, there was boxing
       match in one corner of town, a couple of men were carrying scrap
       metal into a wooden shack in the middle of town, from the car I
       seen come in just before i got here.
       "Excuse me?" I asked a bloke as he walked past, "Piss of
       Wastelander" he snapped at me, fuck you mate!" he yelled at him,
       "Excuse me miss" I asked a woman that walked past me, "can I
       help?" She replied in a sweet voice, "Where do I inquire about a
       bed to sleep in?" I asked, "The Otel Pub" She said pointing at a
       place near the gate, I guess this was actually a Motel in the
       old world and the pub was the Motel Cafeteria.
       I walked over and in the creeky door, the place was pack full of
       drunken idiots and what looked like prostitutes, I walked over
       to the bar and sat down a stool, "What can I get you mate?"
       Asked the old guy behind the bar, "I need a room" I said,
       "Certainly, would you like a prostitute with that" he asked with
       a slight chuckle, I remember the first time I was ever in a
       place like this, We were staying here after a job where I saved
       Flash from a knife attack so he shouted me a prostitute. "Sure
       do" I said, "haha, you young blokes" He said, "Alright how do
       you expect to pay for the room then?" he asked, "I took of my
       bag and planted the magazines on the bar. "reading material" I
       said.
       He looked and nodded "and the prostitute?" he asked, I held up
       the six pack of beers, a book I assumed was a love story and 2
       of the music tapes, I thought a woman may enjoy more than a
       bloke. "You probably went a whore that can read then?" He asked,
       "I'm paying her with a book so yeah!" I said, "Hope!" He
       shouted, a young good looking girl walked over to me and looked
       at me and then the bloke behind the bar. "How old are you?" She
       asked, "19... I think" I replied, "me too" She said, "Alright
       which room is he in then?" She asked the bloke behind the
       counter in a harsh tone, he gave her the key and said "Room 26"
       He said.
       She escorted me to the room, "So how did you come into this line
       of work?" I asked trying to make conversation, I was forced into
       it she said harshly, "Forced?" I asked, "yeah you know, buy
       woman to work as prostitutes, it's the way the world works!" She
       said still the harsh tone. "You were a slave?" I asked, as we
       neared the room, "Still am a slave, I have to split my pay with
       that old bastard 20/80" she said, "Now can we just get this over
       with!" She said, "I was a slave too you know!" I said as we got
       to the door, 'You were" He voice changed a sweet tone, "Yeah,
       but I was brought Mercenaries and once I had paid them back, I
       was kicked out into the wasteland, they were finished with me" I
       explained, she giggled, "I get that every morning" She said
       jokingly.
       "Whats you name?" She asked as she closed the room door, "Robbo"
       I said, why do they call you Hope?" I asked, "Because I am smart
       I was training to become a scientist and try to get a job at
       Power Town or somewhere like that" She said, "Like you were a
       sign that there is still Hope in Humanity?" I asked, "Yeah I
       guess so" She replied, "Now before we do this, pay me" She said.
       I took out the beer, the tapes and the book and gave them to
       her, she looked the items over and placed them on the table on
       the wall opposite to the bed, I laid down the bed, it felt so
       good to get off my feet, she suddenly jumped me, "Have you ever
       done this before" She asked while kissing me, "Once" I said.
       "This will be fun then" She said.
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       There will be action next chapter promise!
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: OGluke Date: September 13, 2012, 10:21 am
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       its hard for me to write in first person but i might give it a
       shot
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Wetbizket Date: September 13, 2012, 3:04 pm
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       Damn good chapters guys!
       @ Gang, no wonder they call your guy Savage, hes a straight up
       killer!
       @ Aussie, I wish we could use nudie mags as currency nowadays.
       @ Luke, Give it a shot Luke, you'll never know till you try!
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Wetbizket Date: September 17, 2012, 12:52 am
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       [font=courier]Soul Desert/Making A Mess[/font]
       I quickly woke up this morning at 5:50 A.M while everything was
       still quiet and peaceful. Knowing that I had a long journey
       ahead of me and the possibility that I won’t make it back I took
       a moment to take it in and say a prayer. I went to the armory
       and was given a bolt action rifle and 9mm pistol with a small
       amount of ammunition to go with them, and then I was fitted with
       light Mercenary armor and sent to the garage where my guides
       were waiting.
       I walked into the garage and was met by 2 rugged looking men.
       … “I hope you got a good night’s sleep sleeping beauty.” One of
       the men said then slicking back his long greasy hair.
       I simply nodded and walked up to them.
       … “Because from now on you won’t be sleeping in, the faster we
       can move the faster we can get this god forsaken town we
       supposed to be going to.” The mercenary said while picking up a
       small box.
       The other mercenary walked up and took the small box from the
       other guy “speaking of moving, we better get going right now.
       Why don’t you put your supplies in the cruiser.” He said while
       putting the box in the back of the car.
       … “Yeah, while you were in dream land we were out scouting the
       route making sure it was safe for us to take.” The Mercenary
       said.
       The Mercenaries rigged together a makeshift vehicle, it was just
       a chassis of a car with sheet metal welded to the side, it has 2
       front bucket seats and a bench seat in back, they mounted a
       truck bed to the car and welded in some homemade storage boxes
       and accessories in the back, this car is basic but gets the job
       done, it beats walking all. I placed my weapons in a homemade
       gun rack and hopped in back as the 2 Mercenaries finished
       loading their last supplies and started the Cruiser.
       The garage door slowly opened exposing the vast desert wasteland
       before me, I have never been further than the perimeter of our
       city before, I was both excited and nervous, I had no idea what
       to expect since I am not familiar with the wasteland. We took
       off following a small 2 track trail through the desert, the sun
       was still down and it was dark outside making it difficult to
       see ahead of us, one of the mercenaries was holding a handheld
       spotlight and using it to light the way, about 30 minutes later
       the sun started to peak over the horizon and we no longer needed
       the spot light and I felt a little bit more comfortable.
       I reached into my cargo pocket on my vest and pulled out my
       personal map that was given to me for the mission. We start off
       at Trenton City almost all the way at the top right Northeast
       corner of Eastern Australia then we have to travel all the way
       to the bottom left southwest to some little remote city in
       Spotlight County that we have no idea where it is located. It’s
       going to be difficult to locate this city because of all the
       rugged mountains landscaping the area.
       I started to take in the surrounding and see how surreal this
       war has become; we had past many deserted towns and buildings
       all torn apart or collapsed into rubble. The Mercenaries
       introduced themselves to me.
       … “The names Jake by the way mate.” He said handing me a canteen
       filled with water.
       Jake is average built, he has a few scars on his body giving him
       a battle hardened look; he wears a camo bandana and light
       leather armor with a dirty old poncho covering the from his neck
       down to his waist.
       … “This fella goes by the name Jagger, he’s a tough sonofabitch,
       but once you get passed his bad looks, attitude, and demeanor
       he’s not that bad of guy.” Mick said then patted Jagger on his
       shoulder as he drove the Cruiser.
       Jagger is a heavy set brute showing his power by the size of his
       muscles, he has a white tank top on with a bullet proof vest on
       over it, he has medium length black greasy hair down to past his
       ears, the dark aviator sunglasses hide all emotion in his eyes.
       Jagger spoke up “Just because Mick is friendly towards you
       doesn’t mean we like you son, so don’t expect us to treat you
       like a prince just because your mayor hired us to protect you.”
       He said keeping his eyes on the road.
       I put my hand on my chin “Don’t worry I can hold my own.” I said
       trying to fit in with the guys.
       Just then we passed a big Victorian house that seemed like it
       was on the verge of collapse, Mick held out his arm and pointed
       at the house.
       … “That’s Rutterguard Manor, A Victorian colonial home built
       around 1930 to 1940s. That’s Sir Daniel Rutterguards private
       mansion, he was a prominent business man, he started up a steel
       making company that lasted to end of our first war in 2002.
       Apparently Sir Daniel was a womanizer, he had about 4 wives and
       several mistresses, and he was a slave driver, he would work his
       employees to death in unsafe working conditions, I hear that
       this mansion used to be haunted by him, and the Rutterguard
       Steel Co. Factory is pretty spooky as well.” Mick muttered out
       acting like a tour guide.
       Jagger rolled his eyes “Thanks for the history lesson.”
       I looked at the aged mansion, it was covered in dead weeds, had
       many spots of the foundry missing, the whole house looked as if
       it was tilted, the wind would blow on it and the dated red
       bricks would crust.
       We traveled up and down countless rolling hills of sand rock,
       this part of Eastern Australia is covered in desert sand with
       only a few patches of wild grass sprouting in shaded areas and
       the occasional tree will stand alone. It would be hell to walk
       the land without any supplies or even a vehicle. We finally
       reached the main road, we have been traveling a homemade 2
       track dirt path for about 40 miles, Jagger turned hard onto the
       paved road and headed south down route 44, Jagger had to drive
       around abandoned cars and steer off the road and go around old
       blockades countless times.
       Finally the sight of a small town that was actually inhabited by
       people faded in through the bright desert sun.
       Mick turned around and tapped me on the knee “This town is “Paz
       en El Hogar” That means Peace at Home in Spanish. This peaceful
       little town has been tucked away here for almost 30 years now
       and they are able to thrive while living in there harsh desert
       conditions.” Mick said when pointed at a lonely wooden windmill
       standing on the edge of the town.
       Jagger cut in “Will you stop with the history lessons already”
       He cried out in a gravelly voice.
       We pulled up to the front entrance of the town and were stopped
       by a guard; he had a big smile on his face as he approached our
       Cruiser.
       … “Oi fellas, how are doin this morning!?” He asked while
       adjusted his rifle around his back.
       Mick nodded “Not too bad mate. Were on a cross country trip and
       were looking for a place to stretch our legs and get some
       breakfast.” Mick said in a friendly tone.
       The guard put his hands on his hips “Well ya came to the right
       place, I’ll open up the gate and you just park your car around
       the corner right here, we have a bar at the end of our strip if
       you’re feeling a bit frisky or you can stop by Tina’s kitchen
       and get yourself a bite.” He said then turned around a waved to
       another guard sitting on top of the paved wall surrounding the
       town who turned a crank opening up the gate letting us in.
       I was surprised to meet a friendly person, the wasteland was
       made out to seem like everyone was brutal savages that only
       wanted to rape and pillage, but who know what I’ll run into on
       our journey, we have about 6 days to travel still.
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Gangstarr4 Date: September 18, 2012, 5:15 pm
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       3:Thinking(SHORT)
       I was concerned about why I should continue the drive to
       Stonewall. I mean I could be in National trying to figure out
       how to get in good terms with those damn Government guys running
       amonk. You would think the raiders would be the problem but
       instead its the Governement. I wonder why they do the things
       they do. Their had to be a motive deeper than we could process..
       as people. Kind of like when those guys were taken to Hangman
       Gord and massacred.
       I quickly stopped talking to myself as I saw a sign that read
       StoneWall" Haven Of Hell.. The words Healing was crossed out for
       reasons we all know. Of course, If I could find all the old
       Stonewall doctors then maybe I can get these guys patched up and
       start a militia to travel with me.
       
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       Re: The Wasteland 
       By: Aussie Boy Date: September 19, 2012, 7:27 am
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       Good Chappy Wetbizket, keep em coming bro. G4, can you try and
       make your chapters a bit longer please. Also the Government
       aren't controlling National, National is run by a pre war
       political party, that has no ties to the post war government
       what so ever.
       The Burned Band
       I woke up and looked around the room while straining to keep my
       eyes open and I saw nobody; Hope must have left while I was
       still asleep, I got off the bed and started getting dressed
       again when I noticed the key and a note, "Thank you for
       business, please return the key to the bar, when you leave" I
       threw it back on the table and kept putting my armor on.
       I walked out of the room key in hand and headed back to the bar,
       when I heard shouting, I looked an armed man on the roof was
       shouting, "Burned Band!" He yelled. Then I heard the rumbling of
       motors and then the gates crashed down and men covered in black
       powder or something, it looked like ash jumped from the vehicles
       and started shooting their guns and bows and arrows and throwing
       fire bottles.
       The people of Otel started fighting back and I joined the fight
       after coming to my senses, I took my SLR and fired a bullet
       straight into the chest of the one of the men attacking the
       town. They started spreading out to cause more mayhem, I noticed
       one chasing a woman with a knife, I fired a shot and missed him,
       I fired 2 more shots and one hit him in the stomach which caused
       him to tumble to the ground, I fired again and hit him in the
       face.
       I went to move and try to get a better shooting spot, but
       bullets whizzed past me, I chucked myself back into cover and
       waited, their was screaming, yelling and gun fire, I popped up
       and tapped the trigger as fast as I could, trying to simulate
       automatic weapon fire, 2 attacks fell over, one tried to crawl
       away while the other stayed perfectly still. I fired a couple
       more shots into him and he stopped moving and I reloaded as
       quickly as I could.
       A bullet whizzed past my head and I ducked and stumbled behind
       the corner of one of the shacks in the middle of town, I leaned
       out and pulled my head back as an arrow flew past, I looked to
       see where it hit, they weren't aiming for me, but a man holding
       a spear gun, he looked at me and then fell on his face.
       I leaned out and grabbed his spear gun and dragged it from his
       lifeless body and aimed it, but there was a rope on it and it
       was tangled, I managed to untangle it and fired it, I missed, I
       used the rope to drag it back. While I reloaded they were
       starting to retreat and I knew I had one shot left, I loaded it
       and fired and hit one of the attackers through the thigh. The
       vehicle he was standing on the back off sped off, but I pulled
       and the attacker I hit was dragged off the back.
       I witnessed the town people chasing the attacks out of town with
       whatever gun or weapon they could, I slung my SLR over to my
       back with my strap and drew my Revolver and walked towards the
       attack I captured with the spear gun, he was riving in pain on
       the ground. I picked him up with my free hand and pointed my
       revolver at his head. A couple of guards came over to me with
       chains and a padlock. "You got one!" One of the guards
       exclaimed. "yeah" I said, "Thank you mate, you will be rewarded
       for this" He assured me and as they took him from me, the one
       doing the talking shook my hand.
       I walked over to the gates where 4 bodies lay in pools of blood
       and examined the site, there were people dead and wounded, spent
       shells littering the area, "hey gives us a hand aye!" yelled
       someone I turned around and man was lying on the ground covered
       in blood and some blokes were getting ready to lift him up.
       I rushed over to them and helped lift the critically wounded men
       up, "Argh! Jesus Bloody christ" He screamed in agony, We carried
       him over to a 4 wheeler with a trailer on the back, we laid him
       next an injured woman and the 4 wheeler drove away. "Oi, Bloke,
       Burned Band in a pile near the gate and towns people in a row
       outside the pub" One of the blokes said.
       "What in a pile near the gate?" I asked, "Burned Band, this
       lot!" he said then kicked a dead one in the head, "Burned Band?"
       I asked, "yeah they cover themselves in ash and use fire as
       their main weapon, their leader was suppose to be burned almost
       to death in the Technology War, but survived where most wouldn't
       have" He explained. "Right o" I said and then dragged the Burned
       band member body to a small pile of bodies near the gate.
       "Excuse me sir?" A kid asked as I was collecting spent ammo and
       bolts of the ground putting them in a pile, "Yeah kid?" I asked
       as I continued doing what I was doing, "Are a Mercenary?" he
       asked, "Guess so" I said, "The Mayor wants to see every
       Mercenary in town in the pub right now!" he explained. "Alright"
       I said and dropped the shells on the pile and headed to the pub.
       I walked inside and seen some people standing around the pub
       waiting, I went and sat on a stool and waited in silence like
       the others were. A door at the back of the pub open and a man
       entered wearing a trench coat, "You all Mercenaries?" He asked
       while entering the room casually. Everybody stayed silent but
       nodded.
       "Alright, I'm going to cut through the shit, at least 11 people
       were captured in the attack, I'm sending you 4 with my 2 best
       soldiers to go and retrieve them and send these Marauders a
       message. "And what do we get in return?" The only female in the
       room asked Bluntly. "Other than the spoils of war? Whatever you
       want, with in reason" He said. "Who was taken?" I asked, "3
       Children, a whore from this pub, a pregnant woman, one of my
       gate keepers, 2 of my ammo produces, 2 men and women, as far as
       we know right now" He listed.
       "I'm in" I said, "Yeah me too" The woman said, "I'll come along"
       said one of the other Mercenaries, "Count me in" Said another,
       "Yeah fuck it" Said the fifth Mercenary and abruptly left the
       pub.
       "Alright this is Clint and Reggie, they'll be going with you,
       "Hurry up, I want them back by sunset!" He ordered and stormed
       out of the door he entered through. "Let's go!" Clint ordered,
       we followed him outside and out of the gate where an old ute was
       waiting, the front has large spikes sticking out of it and there
       was mesh covering the sides and back. We climbed in the back,
       while Reggie and Clint climbed in the front and started to drive
       us through the ruins of the old town. "I'm Robbo" I said
       extending my hand for a hand shake, "Kira" the woman introduced
       herself and shook my hand.
       "I'm Bazza" Said a Mercenary with a Mohawk, "Warren" Said the
       other bloke with a hair down to his shoulders; like mine. We
       drove out into the bush, but it was mostly black, with some
       green just starting to show. "The Burned Band, made this their
       home because it was burned during the war. Reggie explained the
       through the glass-less hole in the back of the cab.
       The Ute parked on the side of the road and we got out and walked
       up the hill on the side of the road, "What are we doing?" Bazza
       asked, "The Camp is a 25 minute walk that way" Reggie stated
       while pointing straight ahead. "Hey look" Kira said pointing to
       a truck driving up the road, Warren looked through the scope of
       his rifle, "It's one of the trucks the Burned Band attacked
       with!" Warren stated.
       "Everybody take up a position around the Ute, they won't let an
       opportunity at free fuel go past!" Reggie said, we ran back down
       the hill and took positions, I hid behind a burned log on the
       egde of the road, Reggie was behind his Ute, the others were
       behind trees and rocks on the hills either side of the road.
       "Quiet kills!" Reggie yelled.
       The truck stopped in the middle of the old road and 2 blokes
       with ash on them got out and looked around and then went over to
       the Ute, 2 more blokes climbed out of the back and started
       looking around, "guard the truck!" One of them ordered. One
       walked around my side of truck by himself, I quietly crept out
       from behind the log and followed him, I took one of my knifes
       and lunged up and dragged it across his throat. I spun him
       around and jammed the knife into his heart and slowly laid him
       down as he died.
       I heard a thud and turned around another member of the Burned
       Band were grabbing at his mouth with a large arrow in it, Bazza
       came down with another arrow loaded in his crossbow and fired it
       into the Burned Band members head. I nodded at him and he nodded
       back and I crept up and looked around the corner of the truck.
       Reggie came out from behind the Ute and jammed another bloke
       onto the spikes on the front of Ute as he was checking out how
       to open the bonnet. The last one looked in horror at his mate
       who was gutted on the spike, Clint came up behind him and cut
       his throat and threw him on the ground. I came out with my
       shotgun drawn and checked the truck. "hey come around here!"
       Kira yelled, I walked around the back and joined the others as
       we looked in, 3 kids, a pregnant woman, and another woman.
       "Help us!" The pregnant woman begged, "Yep!" I said and climbed
       into the back and started cutting the ropes that were holding
       them inside the truck, we started helping them out of the truck,
       "they were going to sell us as Slaves" The pregnant woman
       explained. "Where is everybody else?" Reggie asked.
       "Back at their camp, please help them!" She begged, "Sure, we're
       going now" Reggie stated, Kira came over with a shotgun and
       handed it to the non pregnant woman, "Head back to town now" He
       ordered, "Yep" She said and all 5 went and got into the cab of
       the truck and drove away, "Alright, over the hill" Reggie
       ordered. We jogged up the hill and along the top after a little
       while we made it to a vantage point over the Burned Band camp in
       the middle of the scorched forest.
       I took my rifle and looked down the sights at them, some were
       sitting around a large fire, others were on patrol around the
       camp, "Hey look" Warren said, 4 members of the Burned Band
       carrying one of the captured men out of a tent and towards the
       fire, "What are they doing?" Kira asked, "They're going to burn
       him alive, they're sick like that!" Reggie explained, they threw
       him on the fire before we even got a chance to attack, "Shit
       that's it for him!" Reggie said. "Let's get them" I yelled and
       fired the first shot, hitting one of the Burned Band attackers
       in the head.
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