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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/05 21:21:07
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Sybarite Swinging an Agonizer
Where Eagles Dare.
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Michael woke up, and instantly regretted it. A freight train had run through his mind and was now tea bagging his skull.
Marie was curled up in the chair next to his, her eyes blank and wide open as normal. There was no-one in the bar, save
a younger man on a bar stool in the corner.
"Mornin' friend. Care to talk?" Michael shrugged and headed over to him. "Name's Gregorio. You new?"
Michael nodded. "Macleod. Came in on the last wagon train. Booze out and sleep in before we head to Gallup." Gregorio
shook his head.
"I was told Gallup had gone to hell."
Michael grinned. "We were heading to drag it back it." Gregorio snorted. "Any hunting work around?" Gregorio raised an
eyebrow.
"Buffalo?" Michael laughed and answered in the negative.
"Marie and I hunt. We hunt the beasts of hell and put them down. Any human possession, we break it. Restless spirits, we
send them to the sky."
Gregorio whistled. "You hunt demons and hellspawn?"
Michael's face darkened. "Hellspawn are not to be hunted. They are to be feared. Dark creatures, spawned by the pits of
Tartarus and Barbutat. We run from hellspawn. They hunt us. Or did."
Gregorio nodded. "We seek to destroy the lines between demon and human. Incubi, Succubi, everything your momma told
you wasn't real and you held that to be true by the light of day. At night ... whole other story."
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On The Darkest Nights They Rise, The Paragons Of Metal. Rock On My Brothers, Rock On.
'YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE CANDY!' Famous last words of an RP Demolitions Expert
I'm both chaotic and orderly. I value my own principles, and am willing to go to extreme lengths to enforce them, often trampling on the very same principles in the process. At best, I'm heroic and principled; at worst, I'm hypocritical and disorderly. I am Red And White.
"THOUGH I FACE THE SHADOWS OF THE WARP, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, I SHALL FEAR NO FOE!FOR I HAVE MOAR DAKKA THAN YOU, BITCHES!"
kronk wrote: Well, yeah. It's not Halloween, yet. I'd be scared of 4 jackasses in masks and trench coats riding around my neighborhood on horses.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/06 03:18:00
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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"My momma never told me any stories." Gregorio said shumily, his plan had gone to rot as Macleod's lady friend hadn't passed out to let Gregorio free range with Macleod's money.
"Might as well act the part anyways." Gregorio thought to himself before continuing.
"My momma and pops left me on the doorsteps of an orphanage before I could walk, something about money being tight the nuns would say." Gregorio finished loking down at his glass, he had wanted to fake his sadness, but the real stuff was coming on.
"Sorry to hear 'bout that." Michael said almost regretting his choice of words.
"So them demons are real nasty I've heard." Gregorio began changing the subject.
"Yes they are, they can do almost anything they please when they please. They all have certain tricks that work on them though." Macleod said scholarly "By the way, you're not from around here exactly are you?" Macleod said abruptly.
"Not originally." Gregorio said "my parents were Italian I heard so that's why my name is Gregorio, the nuns thought it at least sounded italian. My friends call me Greg though for short."
"Where exactly were you from?" Macleod said.
"Too tell the truth I'm none too sure. I remember it being warm nearly year round, but close enough to the sea. I remember that cause I was a powdermonkey when I was about 12." Gregorio said taking a swig afterwards.
"A powdermonkey?" Macleod asked.
"Yeah, a powdermonkey was a kid who had to run the gunpowder to the cannons on a ship. I did that till I was 14 and the ship was sunk. After that I wound up here." Gregorio finished.
"So you were a part of the war then?" Macleod said with mild interest. "What side?"
Gregorio smiled underneath his bandana, "Not going to say friend, blood is still shed over that war by both sides."
With that Gregorio put down some coins for the drinks, some were defiled with markings from the other side.
"Why do you wear that bandana over your face?" Macleod said spotting the coins.
"That's personal business friend an..." Gregorio began before being cut short by a pistol being put in his face.
"You're one of them aren't you?" Macleod said instigatingly.
Gregorio began to laugh and looked up at the ceiling before returning his gaze to Macleod and his gun. "Nope, I've been over to that side recently following an old man from this side sure, but on my way back I was confronted and killed my confronters. The money was there's, but spoils of war you know."
Macleod still looked at Gregorio questioningly.
Gregorio rolled his eyes and sighed and then took off his hat to show Macleod his ear.
"See, this got cut by one of them barbarians over there." Gregorio said sternly.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/06 17:29:21
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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The young man,Alex,stared at Preacher...the tale the man had told him made his blood run cold.
After a long moment he spoke " I guess that the Sheriff is going to be looking for both of us." Alex said.
Preacher laughed " Dunbrown is an idiot,and scum to boot,he's been doing business with them..the people from over there..on the other side for some time now...he'd sell this whole side out for the right price."
Alex nodded " He had approached me about taking out some bootlegger named Roy...seemed to want that mans hide pretty badly"
Preacher nodded " Roy Holister...he has a still set up over there" Preacher gestured towards the dark side of the town " Brings his stinking poison over here and Dunbrown takes a piece of the profits"
Alex stared at Preacher " So the Sheriff wasn't interested in keeping Roy out of town?"
" I doubt it" Preacher said " More likely he just wanted you to do his dirty work...Dunbrown don't care about these people...him and his moronic deputies keep the peace over here because it lines their pockets...but believe me son,if the devil himself paid 'em right..they'd throw everyone here to the wolves."
Alex looked angry " So...what do we do now?" he asked the older man.
" First off...I got an old drunk name of Able we need to find...I'm sure he could shed a bit of light on a few questions I got." Preacher said " Then we find Roy Holister..."
Alex stared at Preacher,the young man wasn't sure what Preacher had in mind...but for now,Alex figured he'd stick with the man.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/07 18:31:22
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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Billy approached the odd cabin. (back in the bayou) He hitched Lucifer to a nearby tree, and went on to enter the medium sized cabin. Billy didn't wait to knock before entering. When Billy entered, he was welcomed by a sour stench. The old master must have had a rotting alligator around here. "What brings you here my boy?" asked an old voice. "I am not an your boy." was billy's icy reply. I am here because you need to do something for me." "tell me, Billy. What is it you want the great Papa Buju to do for you?" asked the old man. "your magiks are greater than mine. I will tell you what you need to do. +++The plan+++ (OOC Of course I am not going to post that here, that would ruin the game.) ..... "You ask too much Billy." was Papa Buju's reply. "No." snapped Billy. "It will take time to prepare for this. A long time. Come back to me when YOU are ready for this too." Said Papa Buju. with that, Billy left after he shot an icy stare at Papa Buju, an old man with dreadlocks and blue tattoos all over his body, his chest full of scars. Billy mounted Lucifer and headed back to waste town. He didn't worry. Waste time would be his. He was a very patient 'man'. Wether it would take 1 week, 1 year or a hundred years. He had time on his side.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/07 21:02:07
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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It was getting darker and darker outside as the sun went down, with that Gregorio thought it would be an excellent time to go home.
So far he had a day with a net profit so it was a good day. He didn't care about almost losing an ear or almost dying on the forsaken side of the town, he cared about what his wallet felt like.
He got home and let himself in through a window in the second floor, the ladder to the roof was a secret as was his room. No access besides his windows, roof, and a pull down staircase that was no longer able to be pulled down. It had to be opened from inside and that proved difficult sometimes when the wood would swell.
He wasn't drunk and the pain in his ear kept him up, but not enough to prevent him from sleeping.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/08 01:24:54
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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Preacher and Alex rode to the outskirts of town,various ramshakled cabins and homes where located here,and in some case,people who'd rather not be found choose this area to hide out in.
" Do you think Roy's around here?" Alex asked Preacher.
A pistol shot exploded in the night and Alex felt the wind as the bullet wizzed pased his face.
Preacher half laughed half snarled " Well...Roy or not..someones happy to see us."
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/09 01:05:12
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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The two men dove from their horses and took cover,another shot from the darkness kicked up dirt at Preachers boot as he dove behind a rain barrel and drew his pistols.
" You ok kid?" Preacher called to Alex.
" I'm as good as I can be,what with someone shooting at us." The young man called back,he had taken cover behind a horse trough and was scanning the darkness for any sign of the person or persons who had shot at them.
Another pistol report,Preacher saw the muzzle flash of the gun come from between two run down cabins just to his left.
He signaled to Alex to fire in the direction of the cabins and rolled into the street to attract the gunman's attention.
Another shot came from out of the darkness,this one grazing Preachers shoulder.
At that same moment Alex opened fire,fanning the hammer on his revolver and sending a spray of lead towards their attacker.
A scream pierced the night and Preacher smiled " Looks like ya got him son."
The two men carefully approached the cabins,moving quickly and prepared to return fire should the gunman still have any fight left in him...he didn't.
Old Able lay bleeding on the ground,three of Alex's bullets had hit him,one in the chest,the old drunkard didn't have long.
Preacher kicked the pistol the old man had used to shoot at them away and took a knee in front of the dying man.
" Why Able?" Preacher asked
The old drunk coughed,blood frothing from his lips " I...I'm sorry" he sputtered.
" Who put you up to this?" Preacher asked " Holister?..Dunbrown?"
Old Able shook his head and coughed up more blood " Not them..it twas..was"
The drunkards eyes fixed as death took him.
Preacher made the sign of the cross and said a small prayer for the old man.
" Now what?" said Alex
" Mow we find Roy Holister" Preacher said heading back for his mount.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/09 16:24:06
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Grey Knight Purgator firing around corners
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Alex felt like they had ridden for ages before reaching the town, Preacher still had the bullet wound and Alex felt sick to the stomach.
"Hang in there, were nearly there."
When they arrived at the town Alex rode into the middle of it and screamed as loud as he could.
"Roy, you no good son of a whore, show yourself!"
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/09 16:27:53
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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OOC: Preacher has a bullet wound? I can't find that anywhere in the last few posts.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/09 17:01:57
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Grey Knight Purgator firing around corners
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OCC: Well he got grazed but I probably over exaggerated
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/09 17:07:23
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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OOC: yeah you obviously did.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/10 00:55:05
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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"Roy, you no good son of a whore, show yourself!" Alex yelled,as the two men entered the town proper.
Preacher chuckled lightly " Well,that's one way to get his attention" he said.
While Roy Holister didn't answer Alex's call,several others did.
" You fellas looking fer old Roy Holister?" an elderly man said eyeing the two men.
Preacher chuckled again. "What ever gave you that idea old timer?"
The elderly man looked a bit confused,but Alex spoke quickly " Yes sir,we are."
" Well" the old man said " ya won't find him over here...he done gone back...there." the elderly man pointed in the direction of the "other" side of town.
" Hell fire." Alex muttered.
"Hell fire is right boy" the old man said " that's just what you'll find over there." the elderly man cackled and walked away.
" So...do we go after him?" Alex said looking at Preacher.
" First ..I'ma go fix my shoulder up" Preacher said.
" And then?" asked Alex
"...And then..I guess we're going hunting" smiled Preacher.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/10 17:24:50
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Sybarite Swinging an Agonizer
Where Eagles Dare.
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Michael heard the young man shout out and he winced. He woke Marie, who grabbed his wrist and heaved herself up.
He sat her back down and she nodded gratefully. Michael went to the window and saw the older man with the crucifix
around his neck head away towards the town clinic, he guessed by the blood dripping from his shoulder. Michael watched
the younger man walk away toward the stables. He crept out of the saloon and fell into stride about twenty metres behind
the old man. He followed the old man into an alleyway and then cursed himself as he found himself staring down the barrels
of two Colt .45s ...
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On The Darkest Nights They Rise, The Paragons Of Metal. Rock On My Brothers, Rock On.
'YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE CANDY!' Famous last words of an RP Demolitions Expert
I'm both chaotic and orderly. I value my own principles, and am willing to go to extreme lengths to enforce them, often trampling on the very same principles in the process. At best, I'm heroic and principled; at worst, I'm hypocritical and disorderly. I am Red And White.
"THOUGH I FACE THE SHADOWS OF THE WARP, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, I SHALL FEAR NO FOE!FOR I HAVE MOAR DAKKA THAN YOU, BITCHES!"
kronk wrote: Well, yeah. It's not Halloween, yet. I'd be scared of 4 jackasses in masks and trench coats riding around my neighborhood on horses.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 01:13:16
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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OOC: One small correction wolfborn, not to be TFG,Preacher carries two Remington "outlaw" .45s ,not Colts...but NBD.
BIC:
" You got business with me boy?" Preacher said smiling at Michael,the barrels of Preachers pistols aimed straight at the young mans head.
Michael remained very still,but spoke in a confident manner " I just might sir,actually we may have mutual business..."
Preacher was impressed with the young mans bravado and decided to gamble that he wasn't just some bounty hunter,besides Preacher was fairly sure he was faster.
" All right son" Preacher said,lowering his guns slightly "What's on your mind?"
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 01:27:14
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Sybarite Swinging an Agonizer
Where Eagles Dare.
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He wasn't dead yet and that was progress.
"Well sir, my companion and I hunt for a living. You are a man of faith, so I guess you know about the loss of Gallup and the suspect
circumstances there? The two are linked, good sir. We hunt the legions of the beast. I provide technology and hunter's supplies to
such like minded individuals and we occassionally help a vendetta against the dark one run its course. My partner Marie practices the
old Voodoo magicks sir and she is quite the impressive channeler. I was wondering whether we could offer our assistance in destroying
your target and in return you help clear one of ours. A mutual business agreement, if you think that. But you are a man of the Lord sir,
and as such I believe it is your duty to destroy the forces of the Beast. Does his venture appeal to you sir?"
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On The Darkest Nights They Rise, The Paragons Of Metal. Rock On My Brothers, Rock On.
'YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE CANDY!' Famous last words of an RP Demolitions Expert
I'm both chaotic and orderly. I value my own principles, and am willing to go to extreme lengths to enforce them, often trampling on the very same principles in the process. At best, I'm heroic and principled; at worst, I'm hypocritical and disorderly. I am Red And White.
"THOUGH I FACE THE SHADOWS OF THE WARP, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, I SHALL FEAR NO FOE!FOR I HAVE MOAR DAKKA THAN YOU, BITCHES!"
kronk wrote: Well, yeah. It's not Halloween, yet. I'd be scared of 4 jackasses in masks and trench coats riding around my neighborhood on horses.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 03:59:47
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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Gregorio had been awakened by some noises in the alley near his room.
"Will you just shut the hell up down there?" Gregorio yelled into the near pitch black darkness.
He heard some grumbling coming from down in the alley.
"That's better." Gregorio thought to himself as he stumbled back to bed.
The talking got a little bit louder and Gregorio returned to the window with his spencer in hand.
"You shut the hell up or I'll shut you up myself." Gregorio yelled again brandishing his carbine this time.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 04:25:39
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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Preacher listened to what Michael had to say,when the young man had finished his proposal Preacher nodded.
" Son." Preacher said " If you and your lady friend are in the business of hunting agents of the devil, then I'll gladly lend my guns to your endeavors."
Michael nodded " Pleased to hear that sir." he said
Preacher slid his pistols back into their holsters.
" I got a young man name of Alex ridding with me" Preacher said " Can't speak for him mind you,but I'd reckon he'd be interested as well."
Michael nodded again " I feel it would be prudent to perhaps find a safe place to discuss our plans,and to speak with your companion as well."
Preacher smiled " I know just the place,go get your lady friend and we'll head for Father Daileys out by the church."
Michael nodded and the two men begin to exit the alley.
From a nearby window they suddenly heard shouting,both men glanced up to see a man pointing a riffle out of the window.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 08:57:06
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Sybarite Swinging an Agonizer
Where Eagles Dare.
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"Hey Gregorio! Shut the hell up! We're leaving, we're leaving. Sheesh." Michael wiped some sweat from his brow and looked
the Preacher. He had his two Remingtons in his hands and was pointing them straight at Gregorio's head. He shook his head.
"Put away the guns gentlemen. There is no need to-" he was cut off by a gunshot which knocked Gregorio's Spencer from his
hand. He turned and saw Marie, her face cowled and looking a little annoyed. Michael pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"I heard de commotion and ah taught ya might need a hand Michael."
"Thanks Marie."
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On The Darkest Nights They Rise, The Paragons Of Metal. Rock On My Brothers, Rock On.
'YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE CANDY!' Famous last words of an RP Demolitions Expert
I'm both chaotic and orderly. I value my own principles, and am willing to go to extreme lengths to enforce them, often trampling on the very same principles in the process. At best, I'm heroic and principled; at worst, I'm hypocritical and disorderly. I am Red And White.
"THOUGH I FACE THE SHADOWS OF THE WARP, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, I SHALL FEAR NO FOE!FOR I HAVE MOAR DAKKA THAN YOU, BITCHES!"
kronk wrote: Well, yeah. It's not Halloween, yet. I'd be scared of 4 jackasses in masks and trench coats riding around my neighborhood on horses.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 17:01:49
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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Gregorio was ticked, his prized weapon had been shot. He removed himself from the window and recovered his rifle, put his traditional garb on and loaded up with ammo and his two pistols.
He grumbled as he climbed to the top of his roof and began searching for the small group.
"It was that accursed witch." Gregorio thought to himself "A regular sin against god."
He scanned the ground below him and sighted a group of three moving through the town, one of them with what looked like a robe moving with two other unrobed figures.
"I'll show that witch." he said as he sighted in on the robed figure and fired.
The round hit, but the expected result didn't happen. The robed figure let out a scream of pain that sounded like a man, nothing close to what a woman would've sounded like.
Gregorio decided it would be best to get off of the roof before the fella's with the man found him and the trio he had yelled at before decided to try to do something about it.
Gregorio slipped down the side of the building and stealthed towards the site where he had seen the robed man go down.
"Roy, c'mon Roy" one of the figures with robed man said.
"You said this disguise should've worked." the robed figure said "What crap were you tryin to pull, I've been shot you son of a horned toad."
Gregorio thought about this, he had heard the name Roy being muttered by one of the newcomers and the Preacher.
"Were they with him or against him?" Gregorio thought rubbing his head.
He did decide that it would be best to hide for awhile to findout.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/11 17:04:34
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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Preachers eyes moved quickly to Marie,he holstered his pistols and tipped his hat at the young woman " Ma'am" he said lightly.
Marie nodded at Preacher and spoke " Please ta meet ya I am." she turned to Michael " So what da plan den."
Michael answered " Well,Preacher feels we should adjourn to his friend Father Daileys abode,he can have his shoulder seen to and we shall all have a bit of time to get to know one another a bit better and more importantly,discuss strategies."
Marie nodded.
" Well let's get a move on then" Preacher said.
The three exited the alley in search of Alex.
As they entered the street they heard the sounds of gunfire from the roofs above and screams in the distance.
Preacher drew his pistols quickly. " C'mon!" he yelled to his companions as he took off running in the direction of the scream.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/12 16:55:24
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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And so Billy returned to Waste Town again. It was getting late in the afternoon. Bill rode Lucifer on a slow gallop. No point in rushing, Waste Town is not changing any time soon. Lucifer was getting jumpy, uncalm. Billy tried to calm it down by patting his horse, but Lucifer kept being un-restless. At that moment He head gunshots. "What now, I am in the middle of nowhere, no town to be seen, and right on this spot they just have to shoot at each other? Not now. Billy had a slight headache. There in the distance, he could make out a man running away. He was carrying a repeater carbine. The man started waving his carbine in a welcoming gesture. Billy spurred his horse, heading for the man. Yet, the gunfire didn't stop, and Billy's headache either. As he closed the distance between him and the man. Billy came in yelling reach. The man yelled. "Y'a gat ta help me Strangur! Bandits are roving our wagon train! please help us, the rest is just after that slope." Billy headed towards the slope without saying a word. The man, knowing the stranger was about to help him, yelled in gratitude. "Thank tha guud Lord!" Billy's headache got worse by hearing that name somehow. Billy stopped his horse turned around and drew both his revolvers. And in one swift motion, he shot two bullets through the man's throat. The gunfire was still going. As was his headache. Billy rushed his horse towards the slope. When he passed over the slope, he saw three wagons being attacked by 7 bandits. He recognized one of them. A big man in his late forties, leading the gang of bandits. SLick Nick, that was the man's name. Billy drove his horse towards the wagon train. The people with the wagon train all had some kind of firearm for protection. But they had no experience with it. The bandits were just circling the wagon train. taking potshots at the defenders. Already the defenders had 3 dead amongst them. That made 8 more defenders left Billy was closing in fast. When he was within range, he drew both his revolvers and shot. another died, an old woman reloading a carbine. "yeehaw!" Yelled Slick. Here come the legendary Billy, shooting left and right!" a bullet fired by one of the defenders hit his Billy's torso, black blood sprang. it left a black stain on his old duster, but bily didn't feel the gunshot. Billy kept speeding around the train, firing an occasional shot and killing another young man. He drove Lucifer towards the second wagon now. WHen close enough, Billy jumped from his saddle onto the back of the wagon. Billy saw two terrified men staring at him. He aimed both his revolvers to both the men. Two gunshots, Another two innocents died. At that moment Slick's gang came closer and dismounted. killing another defender holding an old pistol. The three remaining travelers, an old man and two young women, dropped there arms and begged for mercy. "Look what we have here boys an old man," Slick raised his gun and shot a bullet through the old man." and some young P*****s. " Billy came towards the "Slick boyz", that was how they called themselves. "Ah Billy, the star of the show, Mighty obliged! Here you get first pick." Billy looked at the women, Then raised his revolvers. "Now now, Billy leave some for us hey. They taste better alive, they do." At that Billy holstered his revolvers, and looked at Slick Nick. "Take whatever you need old friend, it's yours." Slick Nick is one of Billy's few friends. "You are too kind" said Billy in a sarcastic tone." It's getting late, we stay here tomorrow we move out. None of the gangers was about to question Billy's orders. They knew full well if Billy was around, he was the actual gang leader, and not Slick. And so they stayed foot. Looting the caravan.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/12 20:07:04
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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As he rounded the corner,Preacher saw three figures in the distance,one,for some reason was wearing a long black robe.
The robed figure appeared to have been hurt as the other two were busy attending to it.
Preacher raised his Remington's " Ya'll just hold it right there." he yelled towards the figures.
At once the three turned,weapons firing as they scuttled for cover.
Bullets whizzed past Preacher and he dove for the safety of a nearby stairway.
Marie and Michael rounded the corner as the shooting started,a bullet kicking up dust at Michael's boot.
" wonderful." Michael said as he pulled Marie into cover and drew his pistol.
Marie laughed a small laugh " Ahh Me think our new friend gonna be all kinna trouble."
Michael smirked and searched for a target in the darkness.
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/13 03:18:19
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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"Well, if they are friends, that's one strange way of showing it." Gregorio thought to himself as he watched the gunfight erupt and lanterns beeing lit. The town was awakening, and it was due to these metallic roosters.
Gregorio could see the three he had shot at in cover and targeted one of them hiding behind a barrel. The round impacted and a spray of thick arterial blood spurted from the figure and halfway across the alley, drenching the sand as the figure clutched at its throat and gurgled.
A couple of shots hit the wall of the building he was on and Gregorio sprawled out to avoid being hit.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/13 16:06:28
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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"Look boss!" A boy aged around 15 came running towards Billy and Slick, waving a brand new Evans Repeater. "I saw an old man holding this!"
The young boy stopped in his tracks as he saw a strange scarry man with a big hat. (Billy)
" You recruit children in your gang?" Said Billly
"He kept insisting he would be a real asset to tha gang, Billy."
"Name's Jericho." Said the boy.
Billy shot him an icy glare. But the boy didn't seem to be afraid. Billy started to like the kid.
"I don't have to intraduce ya to the rest, billy. You know everybody. We are all that's left of the gang. The rest 'retired' or just died." Said Slick.
"Any news from Waste Town while I was away?" Billy asked.
"haha! let us make a nice ad cosy campfire and we'll share you the rumors Billy!" Answered ol' Slick.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/14 00:31:28
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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The roar of pistol fire echoed up the street,Preacher covered up as bullets impacted the stairway he was tucked behind,sending wooden splinters flying.
" Get movin' Roy" a voice in the distance said faintly.
Preacher tucked and squinted through a crack in the staircase,a robed figure was quickly limping away.
Preacher silently prayed "Lord guide my hand."
He shouted out to his companions " Cover!!" and rolled from behind the stairway.
Weapons fire explode all around Preacher as he aimed low at the robed figure and fanned his Remington sending a hail of lead at the retreating mans legs.
The robed figure tumbled screaming into the dust,another scream issued forth from just right of the fallen man,apparently one of Preachers companions had also gotten one of the dirty dogs.
" Stay down Roy!!" a powerful voice called out as a large man broke cover firing like wild as he attempted to reach the robed figure.
Bullets kicked up dust all around Preacher and he was forced to dive for cover again.
Preacher glanced over to where Michael and Marie had taken cover and hollered " We can't let them get away!!..."
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/14 04:00:32
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Lord Commander in a Plush Chair
In your base, ignoring your logic.
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"We can't let them get away!" Gregorio heard coming from a bit down the street.
"Time to get on somebody's good side." Gregorio thought to himself as he sent a round into the big guy going towards the downed robed figure.
The first round entered below the ribcage and the large man stiffened in shock before a following second round entered the heart and exited through the right lung. Blood foamed into the large man's mouth as he fell over Roy.
The sound of gunfire died and only the muffled moans coming from Roy could be heard. Many of the people living in the area had turned on the lights, but now many of them were turning them off.
Gregorio saw Preacher and the two newcomers get out of cover and move quickly towards Roy.
"Your welcome." Gregorio said rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"That's not impressive Gregory." Preacher said patronizingly "I also assume that you were just lucky enough to come upon this man and his accomplices this late at night?"
"Naturally Mr. Preacher sir." Gregorio said smiling and shouldering his rifle.
"There'll be no cut of any reward for you Gregory, I know what you're up to and greed's a deadly sin." Preacher said coldly.
"I wasn't doing it for any reward, I was..." Gregorio said innocently.
"I know you Gregory, you're an oppurtunist, a coward, a sinner, and not to mention your missing tooth." Preacher finished.
"An opportunist, eh?" Michael said amusedly. "So those drinks weren't exactly for free were they?"
"Not exactly free, but you turned out to be good people so I didn't press any further." Gregorio said with a mix of shame and anger.
"You helped us out here Gregorio," Michael said while almost holding Marie back "I guess we owe you one this time. Don't try it again though."
"Now Gregory, how did you come upon this whole event?" Preacher said with no emotion.
"You know me Preacher, I'm an opportunist like you said." Gregorio said trying to hide the real reason, "I heard the gunshots and thought I could earn some cash."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/14 18:25:36
Subject: Re:The badlands [RPG]
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Sybarite Swinging an Agonizer
Where Eagles Dare.
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Michael looked at Gregorio. His heart wasn't in what he had said, but he nodded and kept to himself.
"Doesn't matter his original idea, he saved us. Thanks Greg." Gregorio said nothing.
"So what kinna trouble ya got me into dis time Michael? Ya still 'aven't paid me back for dat time with de
succubus in Boston. Not good trouble but a nice girl after dat creep was out of de way."
Michael blushed furiously as Marie licked her lips. He sighed.
"We have a business agreement with Preacher here and his companion, who I do not know yet. Greg is ...
here. And why are you not hungover?"
Marie tapped the tip of her nose and grinned. "Fer ye ta find out one day Michael."
Preacher coughed and said, "I believe we should make our way to Father Dailey now?"
Michael and Marie nodded. "Yeah, I better tank 'im fer ta holy water. Very nice fer dis parts."
Gregorio just stared at her.
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On The Darkest Nights They Rise, The Paragons Of Metal. Rock On My Brothers, Rock On.
'YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE CANDY!' Famous last words of an RP Demolitions Expert
I'm both chaotic and orderly. I value my own principles, and am willing to go to extreme lengths to enforce them, often trampling on the very same principles in the process. At best, I'm heroic and principled; at worst, I'm hypocritical and disorderly. I am Red And White.
"THOUGH I FACE THE SHADOWS OF THE WARP, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, I SHALL FEAR NO FOE!FOR I HAVE MOAR DAKKA THAN YOU, BITCHES!"
kronk wrote: Well, yeah. It's not Halloween, yet. I'd be scared of 4 jackasses in masks and trench coats riding around my neighborhood on horses.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/14 18:56:46
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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Jericho was starting the fire. Slick was talking to Billy and the rest was busy looting the wagons, or attending to their horses. "The fire's going boss." Said Jericho. "aw aint that lovely. Come Billy lets settle down, and talk 'bout the daily business in waste town." The 2 settled down, and with an appreciative nod from both Billy and Slick, Jericho settled down as well. "Well what's there to tell." Slick told while scratching his dirty greying hair. "Ah I know!" Slick said after about half a minute. Ol' Roy's doing fine. He went to the guud side a bit earlier. Said something of bootlegging. Yeah he is doing a great job since last time I checked him." "Roy?" Bliiy sounded puzzled. "Ya know, Hollister! da famous bootlegger. well, he did'nt became famous by bootlegging, oh no! He 's the most jumpy man in waste town, dat is." "Oh yeah. Roy." Billy remembered. Roy used to piss his pants whenever Billy glared at him. "an' that's about the most important thing that happened since you left. Waste' 'll be livelier when you return, billy. Slick turned to Jericho, who followed the conversation and kept the fire going. "How was the loot, boyo?" "yeh, it's alright. We got enough supplies to last us a few days, maybe even more than a week, me reckons. Oh, we also got some new guns now Slick." informed Jericho. "Ain't that something" replied Slick. and the three of them would talk about until nightfall.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/15 00:14:42
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Humming Great Unclean One of Nurgle
Georgia,just outside Atlanta
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Preacher walked over to where Roy Holister lay trembling, " Before we set off to Father Daileys..I believe we should deal with this low life dog".
Holister stared up into Preachers scared and smiling face and Begin crying,he knew well that Preacher was not known for being merciful...particularly with the likes of Roy.
The hammers of Preachers Remington's cocked back and Roy Holister found himself staring down the twin bottomless pits of the cold steel barrels.
" Wait Preacher" Michael said from behind " perhaps this foul soul could be of some use to us."
Preacher kept his attention on Holister,but spoke " How's that?"
" Information." Michael said " perhaps he has some he'd like to share."
Preacher nodded " How about it Holister...you think you have anything to say that might keep me from sending your mangy hide to hell?"
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"I'll tell you one thing that every good soldier knows! The only thing that counts in the end is power! Naked merciless force!" .-Ursus.
 I am Red/Black Take The Magic Dual Colour Test - Beta today! <small>Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</small>I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2010/09/16 17:18:55
Subject: The badlands [RPG]
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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM
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OOC: err it seems to take ages before we reach page 6!
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