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Re: The Wasteland
By: Wetbizket Date: October 22, 2012, 1:47 am
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I couldent leave this RP to fade out, we put too much effort
into making this as awesome as it could be. Oh, and I'll have to
read your last chapter tomorrow Aussie, I need sleep first!
[font=courier]Shovel into Spade/Doing Time[/font]
It felt good to stretch my legs, we have been traveling for
hours straight, I also have to relive myself like no one’s
business!
Jagger went to the back of the vehicle and opened a chest and
started rummaging through it, Mick walked up to me and put his
hand on my shoulder.
... “Hey are we gonna grab something to eat, I haven’t ate since
yesterday.” I asked while looking around the quite little town.
Mick pivoted his head to Jagger who gave him a nod.
… “Tell ya what mate, me and Jag got a few errands to run, why
don’t you get started and we’ll meet you in there when were
done.” Mick said with a wink in his eye. Jagger gave a brief
grunt.
I casually walked down the strip, there was an assortment of
buildings, businesses and apartments neatly lined up forming a
little run way through the town, it almost reminded me of an old
western town from the movies.
At the end of the strip was a small jail house, I noticed a
young women standing on the porch up against a wooden pillar
slightly obscuring her body. I noticed that her hair had been
dyed a bright blue, she had the sides of her head shaved but
leaving a little strand of hair on the edge of her face, she
kept it tucked behind her ears. She was minding her own business
till I walked in front of the jail house she looked my way and
we made eye contact for a second then I looked away.
… “Hello…” The young women calmly called out.
I looked back to her and smiled “H-i- Hello…” I mumbled out.
The women then let go of the wooden pillar and strolled away
disappearing behind the jail house, I walked a crossed the
street to the diner. The place was pretty much empty except for
a man behind the counter and a women dusting a window, the women
turned to me and smiled.
Hello there honey, looking for some food?” the friendly old
women said putting down her rag.
. “Yes ma’am, do you mind if I look over the menu? I politely
asked. No need to upset the locals I thought to myself.
The lady stepped around from the tables “Harvey show this young
man the menu.” She said to the man behind the counter.
The man took out an old chipped coffee cup and began to pour
some coffee into it “Or something that resembled coffee, as that
stuff is very rare to come by. “How are we this morning mate?”
the man asked then gently scooted the cup towards me.
… “I’m doing well.” I said as I sat down on an old torn up bar
stool at the counter.
… “Care for some coffee then mate?” the older man asked.
I looked up at him, He has greasy hair parted at the top, I
noticed he was sporting an old timey mustache, the kind the
curled at the ends. He looked like a knowledgeable man.
I shrugged “We’ll I’ve only had coffee once… When I was a kid.
“I muttered out.
The man gave a big grin “Then you have no idea what you’re
missing, I can guarantee this will be the best cup of coffee you
will have in all of Eastern Australia.”
I hesitantly grabbed the cup with both of my hands and put the
rim of it up to my lips and took a quick sip. I was shocked by
the flavor, I haven’t tasted anything with this much flavor in
what seems like forever!
… ‘I grinned, heck I think I might skip breakfast and fill up on
coffee, this is really good mate!” I joyfully said.
The old man laughed, “Our little town is quite famous for our
coffee, I grow the stuff right in our backyard believe it or
not.”
I tilted my head “Wow.” I said, and then ordered breakfast.
I ate my food and continued to guzzle down the coffee; I would
turn around and look outside for Mick and Jagger, what is taking
them so long, what are they doing around here? I asked myself.
As I was finishing my plate of food there was a commotion coming
from outside, two guards ran down the strip carrying shotguns in
their hands, they vanished in a dust cloud of sand. I stood up
and whipped off my mouth, I walked over to the front door and
looked down to where the 2 guards ran, I heard a vehicle rev its
engine, more guards came running in and started to shout and
point their weapons at whoever they were yelling at, I couldn’t
see what was going on because they were partly behind a building
all the way at the end of the strip where we first pulled in.
I curiously started heading towards the ruckus, as did the other
villagers. As I got to the corner it seemed the guards
apprehended someone, I stopped behind a small crowd of people
and looked at the commotion, just then one of the guards looked
my way and yelled to the other guards “THERE’S THE ONE THE WAS
WITH THEM!!!”
I raised an eyebrow “Me?” I questioned shrugging my shoulders,
and then before I knew it I was swarmed by guards and
handcuffed.
… “What’s going on!?!” I asked
The guards drug me up to a makeshift police cruiser and sat me
down on the bumper; I looked over to see Mick and Jagger being
bombarded by the guards.”
“And I thought everything was going smoothly today?!?!”
The guards quickly took us down the strip and threw us into a
jail cell, the guard that greeted us at the gate earlier walked
up to the cell and folded his arms, and baseball cap covering
his eyes.
… “And here I think this is a decent group of fellas coming to
visit our peaceful little town and be on their way. I’m glad I
caught you hoodlums before it was too late… Trying to spread
disease around our vicinity, selling that damned Chem Poke or
pinch, or whatever it’s called.
I looked over to Mick and Jagger “Chems?!?!” I whispered out.
… “You bunch are staying locked up for a long time, only the way
of god and time will tell if you are relinquished of your sins…
Polluting the people of Eastern Australia, no wonder everyone’s
at war, they’re all high!” the guard frustrated shouted out then
stormed out of the jail house.
I looked back at Mick and Jagger “What the hell…. Guys what the
hell!!!” I’m on a mission to save the land and you are selling
chems on the side!!!” I yelled while keeping my voice down.
Jagger gave a long sigh and tilted his head back against the
wall and closed his eyes. Mick turned my way, sorry mate, but us
mercs don’t make too much caps, we gotta support ourselves, and
let’s get real. I’ve been out in the wastes for 30 years, for a
trip of this capacity we are not roughing it, I like to be fed
and nourished, and not to mention not sleeping out in the open….
It was a get rich quick scheme… ” Mick said then gave a gulp
down his throat.
Jagger sighed again “It’s not like you were ever gonna find that
refractor thing and fix it, you cant save the land! This place
has been dying for over 40 years…40 years! If there was
something to fix the world then it would have been done by now.”
Jagger aggressively barked out then put his head back against
the wall.
“I swallowed hard, now what do I do?” I said to myself looking
through the metal bars separating me from the rest of the world,
for some reason the desert waste’s seemed better the being stuck
in this tiny jail cell.
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Aussie Boy Date: October 22, 2012, 1:59 am
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Good thing bro, I'm gonna read yours and then edit mine for
mistakes and clear up, I was half asleep and running on warm
coke to help me finish that chapter :)
Awesome bro, just truly awesome. Just one tiny thing, it's only
been 30 years since everything happened. But other than that
just great.
Please start writing regularly again. I like how the Mercs
didn't think he could do it and they explained the reality of
their situation, very good.
Oh and we'll go with Caps for currency.
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Wetbizket Date: October 22, 2012, 1:53 pm
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hey Aussie, have you played that expansion pack for New Vegas,
it takes place in the backwoods of Maine. That was one of my
favorite missions to play, the mansion sounded like the one in
the game.
Anyways awesome chapter, I liked the back story with hope. And
the fact that there are other people in the world that are
trying to survive life.
Oh and I though it was about 40 years to the day my bad. And I
couldent remember if we decided to just use caps when we
couldn't think of anything, I guess we should freshen up our
ideas so we can remember them lol!
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Aussie Boy Date: October 22, 2012, 3:31 pm
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No problem and yeah I guess we should, we'll go with caps anyway
cause it's the easiest option.
Whats it called?
The closest one I can think of is the Point lookout one from
Fallout 3.
I'll do some research.
Thanks for the comment bro, I'm trying to start my next chapter
right now
#Post#: 7205--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Wasteland
By: OGluke Date: November 10, 2012, 12:09 am
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you took our ideas and created gold bro
keep it up
#Post#: 7284--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Wasteland
By: jameson18 Date: November 13, 2012, 7:46 am
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I love it, can't stop reading.
#Post#: 7397--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Wasteland
By: Wetbizket Date: November 18, 2012, 11:00 pm
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Surprise!!!! New chapter!
[font=courier]Something to Do With My Hands[/font]
/[font=courier] Girlfriend[/font]
After all the commotion the small town grew surprisingly quite,
the silence put Jagger and Mick to sleep, Mick was propped up
against the wall with his camo bandanna pulled over his eyes,
Jagger seemed to does off in an upright position with his arms
crossed. The fact that they are locked up in jail with no signs
off getting out didn’t seem to bother them, of course I was
worried, a few hours out of the trip and were in a makeshift
jail cell.
I watched the sky and clouds shift from the tiny rectangular
window in the back of our little cell for a while, until I heard
movement coming from outside, just then a set of hands latched
onto the window ledge and up came a familiar face, it was the
blue haired girl from earlier today. She scanned the jail
quickly then gave me a smug look “Hello…again.” She said in a
hushed voice.
I gave her a stare and raising an eyebrow.
… “Sorry for getting you guys locked up, I guess my dad’s kind
of uptight.” She said lifting her chin over the ledge of the
window.
I tilted my head “What are you talking about!?” I said raising
my voice.
… “Apparently she’s not as sneaky as she portrayed to be!”
Jagger barked out still half asleep.
… “Well if I wasn’t sneaky I would be in that cell with you
boneheads, dad hasn’t a clue on where the chems were going.
Mick gives off a quite growl “Come on girl, you already put us
in jail, at least leave us be.
Just then the blue haired girl drops down from the windows ledge
and disappears for a second then comes walking in the front door
of the jailhouse.
… “Are you sure you want me to leave, because I had other
plans.” The girl said holding up her hand then dangling a silver
key from the tip of her finger.
I perked up “ Hi!” I said while standing up.
… “Who is this girl?” Mick questioned getting up from his
position.
… “This girl happens to be the sheriff’s daughter.” She said
while walking up to the cell door.
Mick stands up and twists his neck making his bones crackle
“Whats your catch… Wait let me guess you want more pinch from
us!”
… “The girl started to put the key into the lock “Nope, all I
want is you to take me with you.” She said putting the key into
the lock.
… “That’s it?” Jagger questioned.
… “That’s it!” she said.
Mick took a step forward then looked at Jagger, they both nodded
“Alright chicky, we do have room for one more passenger.
… “Well that sounds great.” She said then twisted the key.
The cell door simply popped open, I quickly jumped out of the
tiny holding cell, Mick and Jagger slowly stumbled out into the
room.
… “What did they do with our gear?” Jagger asked looking around
the old jail house.
The girl walks behind a desk and opens up a small vault box with
our stash of weapons and ammo, which we quickly gathered
together.
… “We don’t have much time, Dad’s at the mayors right now, but
they should be coming back soon.
Mick slung his old wood grained M4 rifle over his shoulder “What
are we waiting for then mates!” he said opening the front door.
… “What about these?” The girl said then tossed Mick a pair of
car keys.
… “Is there a back door to this place? Jagger asked walking up
to us. “The posse is coming.
I looked out the window to see the sheriff and group of men
heading down the strip.
… “This way!” The girl said then ran down a hall opening the
door; we ran outside and headed behind a few buildings making
sure not to be noticed by anyone. We followed the girl to the
parking lot where the cruiser was still sitting, we looked
around for any guards but none were in sight. We dashed to the
cruiser and stated it up, the engine churned and rumbled. They
only thing stopping us was the big wooden gate blocking the
entrance.
… “Hey chicky, do you know how to open that thing. Mick said
while pointing at the gate.
She nodded and ran to a ladder and climbed up to a guard tower,
within a few short seconds the gate swung open.
Mick revved the engine and turned back to me and gave me a sly
look, Mick punched the gas and drove out of the gate.
… “Hey, what about the girl?!” I hollered looking back at the
blue haired girl standing in the middle of the archway of the
gates.
…. “I was just patronizing her; we have a strict mission to
follow.” Jagger sternly said.
I leaned up to the front seat between Mick and Jagger “But she
helped us escape! What happened to “Your never gonna find that
refractor!” I yelled out over the hum of the engine.
Mick Sighed and shook his head “I can’t believe I’m doing this!”
he said to himself.
The cruiser went to a halt, we looked back at the girl who was
walking towards us.
… “COME ON,WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!” Jagger yelled out.
She picked up her pace and ran to the car, she jumped in the
backseat next to me “ASSWHOLE!” she yelled slapping Mick on the
shoulder.
Mick and Jagger laughed for a second and drove the car back out
into the desert wastes, Somehow I felt rejuvenated, I had almost
given up all hope and now were free from jail, w escaped almost
too easily.
The blue haired girl looked at me, her hair was whipping around
in the wind “So where we going?” she asked.
I smiled and pulled out the map and dragged my finger from the
top right corner of the map to the bottom left corner. All the
way to there.”
The girl nodded and gave an uncertain smile “Oh…Cool.”
<<<<<TO BE CONTINUED>>>>>
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Aussie Boy Date: November 21, 2012, 5:50 am
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Terrific Chapter bro, now somebody else has to write something,
possibly me.
I don't trust that girl one bit, it was all a little bit to
convenient.
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Wetbizket Date: November 21, 2012, 3:26 pm
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;)
I hated to see this story end so soon when we had so much great
ideas put into it, I would love to see more chapters from you
and gang. This has gotta be one of my favorite stories in quite
some time!
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Re: The Wasteland
By: Aussie Boy Date: November 22, 2012, 6:24 am
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Aye WB, I would love to see some of the other lads write some
chapters. Same here WB, one of top 5 favourites.
In the Distance
Bullets and arrows started flying everywhere, I fired each of my
shots quickly after I fired my first bullet, my second missed,
my third struck a tribesman in the leg, my fourth went straight
into a tribesman's head, my fifth missed and my sixth struck a
tribesman in the stomach. I stuck my revolver away with my right
hand and drew my Sawed off Shotgun with my left and fired the
first shot, decapitating a tribesman running at me. I hit a
tribesman in the arm with my second shot.
I bailed into the back of the 4x4 Ute as it drove out the door
with Hope shooting from the window and Camo shooting from the
back. I laid on the floor of the 4x4 Ute's tub for a few seconds
and then started to reload my Shotgun, I got to my knees and
fired both shots at once and missed the Tribesman I was aiming
for.
The Tribesmen were chasing us on foot as Beanie drove rather
slowly to get out of the area without hitting anything but this
was allowing the Tribesmen to keep up with us. I fired My Sawed
Off again and this time I hit a Tribesman in the legs and blew
both of them out from under him in a mess of blood and flesh.
I started to reload my weapon and saw a few arrows coming
straight at me and I didn't have time to react, I felt one go
straight through my left wrist, my left hand went wide open from
pain and cause I was holding my Shotgun with my left hand while
I reloaded, I dropped it. I watched as it hit the road and was
left behind as the Ute started to gain speed. I dragged my SLR
over my shoulder and grabbed it with both hands trying to ignore
the pain.
I fired one shot at a time, picking my shots carefully so I
didn't waste any ammo. We traveled quickly and it wasn't long
before we were far away from the Sodomites and then we started
tending to our injuries. I sat in the tub of the Ute and tried
to psych myself up to pull the arrow out of my arm, it had
spikes on the back of the arrow head that made it impossible to
pull out without taking a lot of flesh with it.
Camo was stitching his own leg up from a bullet wound and Beanie
and Hope were fine. I grabbed the arrow and dragged it out
quickly to get it over with. "Fucking Cunt!" I screamed as I
pulled it out, I looked the bloody flesh covered arrow and the
hole in my wrist. "Cunts!" I said and then went through my pack
looking for a bandage. "Why didn't you just cut the head off?"
Camo asked, I looked at him and then my wrist and then him
again, "Why didn't you say anything before" I snapped.
We both went quiet while we continued wrapping and stitching our
wounds, after a while the 4x4 came to a stop and and Beanie and
Hope got out and walked around stretching, I climbed out of the
tub and then helped Camo down and stretched as well. "Well this
is as far as we go, I'm afraid" Beanie said, "What why?" Hope
asked in immediate panic.
"Just around that Bend, we turn to go north to Broken Hill and
you 2 keep traveling west along this road" Beanie explained. I
sighed. "Well thanks for the lift anyway" I said. "Thanks for
lending a hand getting rid of the Sodomites" Camo said, after a
few more minutes, Beanie and Camo got into the 4x4 Ute and drove
away leaving me and Hope standing on the side of the road.
"We can't be that far now Hope, let's just keep walking" I said
and with that we started traveling by foot along the deserted
highway, thick forests were turning into dead shrubs and it was
getting hotter as the day was passing and we kept on walking.
It was getting late in the afternoon when we came to the top of
a step descent in the road, "Hope do you see that?" I asked,
"Yes" She nodded, down the hill and a short walk away was a huge
town surrounded by a wire fence and guards in towers on the
corners and just left of the middle of the town was a large oil
refinery, slowly pumping away.
"We're almost there" She said with joy, we walked down the hill
following the old road and then across the flat, heading
straight for the gate, we walked right to gate and were then
stopped by 2 armed guards, "Whats the purpose of your visit?"
One of guards asked, "um, I'm looking to become a member of this
town" Hope said nervously. "Uh huh, what about you hot shot" The
Guard asked me, "I'm seeing to it that she gets a place here" I
explained.
"Oh really, name?" The guard asked me, "Robbo!" I started,
"Robbo?" The Guard asked, "Robbo!" I stated once more, "What
about you trench coat?" He asked Hope, "Hope Murdoch" She
stated, "Sorry?" The same Guard asked, "Hope Murdoch" Hope said,
"Murdoch. Murdoch. Get the Captain down here" The guard ordered,
a third guard standing inside the gate, he took off running. We
waited for a little, "So no last name?" The Guard asked me, "I
had one, but I forgot it?" I explained, "You forgot it!" The
Guard said thinking I was some kind of idiot. "I forgot it when
I was a slave for 4 years" I stated angrily.
"Hope?" Someone shouted from inside the Powertown gates and
surprised us, "Jericho?" Hope said wide eyed staring through the
gates, "Hope!" The same bloke shouted and started running as
fast as his old body could carry him to the gates. "Jericho!"
Hope shouted and rushed towards the gates and wrapped her arms
around the old bloke. "Might as well come through" The guard
that questioned me on my name said, "Thanks" I said
sarcastically and walked through the gates and stood near where
Hope was hugging this old bloke "Jericho"
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