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so that, about 10 inverters all hooked up to the car battery.

glove compartment: RAID, chrome cleaner, rags, gloves, mints, revolver, medical kit (small)

under the driver's seat: 4 boxes of rifle magazines

under the passenger's seat: 6 boxes, removable decking with as many boxes of ammo as he could find, and canned rations.

above the passenger seat is a homemade firing Port to stand and shoot from

behind the front seats: mini-fridge, blankets, padding, pillows, more supplies, LA5A1assault rifle, sleeping area, more padding, rear firing port.

ineptus astartes wrote:so that, about 10 inverters all hooked up to the car battery.

glove compartment: RAID, chrome cleaner, rags, gloves, mints, revolver, medical kit (small)

under the driver's seat: 4 boxes of rifle magazines

under the passenger's seat: 6 boxes, removable decking with as many boxes of ammo as he could find, and canned rations.

above the passenger seat is a homemade firing Port to stand and shoot from

behind the front seats: mini-fridge, blankets, padding, pillows, more supplies, LA5A1assault rifle, sleeping area, more padding, rear firing port.

Share the mints and ill give you some free mags

hah hah.

deal

refrigerator contents: (he has a propane camping stove as well, along with a microwave and oven bolted to the walls near the fridge and a large water jug, like those you se in conventions with the upside down drums and several drums as well:

MREs (60)

unfrozen reheatable fahijtas (why not?)

water bottles (4)

frozen pizzas (10)

sodas (12 pack)

several bottles of vodka

and a half-eaten burger.

other stuff.

ineptus astartes
We could trade things you trade food i give discounts of free ammo or mabye a free gun of your choice (that you will have in a gun store)

I don't feel like listing all my crap. Mostly food and ammos, along with various other things: Clothes, knives, small kits, batteries, spare parts, the works. Anything I could sell.


In other news, I love this song, it is now my theme:

Name: Jacob "Ryder" Daniels
Race: African American
Job PreWar: Drug stealer/Hustler
Gear(keep it simple) :
5 lbs of Cocaine
2 Ounces of Pot
Machete
Tactical Shotgun
Bio :Jacob "Ryder" Daniels was born in Baltimore in 1986. He worked for the Barksdale family, selling drugs out of
the low-rise projects, known as 'the pit'. Jacob shortly became the Barksdale's main soldier, "cleaning up"
any wanna be drug pushers and witnesses. Jacob was involved in the riots that occured shortly after the outbreak
of the virus. He defended the Barksdale's property from the oppurtunistic junkies and rival gangs. He soon realised
that he had been abandoned along with the entire stash of drugs stored in the projects. He packed up as much as he could
carry and opened the doors to the swirling madness on the streets.



He stole one of Barksdale's drug mules for transport.

Stuff:
Dashboard: Rolling supplies, lighter, 9mm gun
Passenger seat: Empty
Back seats: Seats removed for storage. Big bags of drugs. Ammo boxes X5
Rear canopy: Sleeping bag, mattress, light, box of flares, ammo boxes X2

well, yeah.

hope we start soon or i will go back to working on the units/storyline for my 'Helldivers' RPG for about half an hour.

I already have some 100 pages of potential storylines, but keep in mind, this started when I was nine.

Well if everybody is putting tere gear up i will.

Trasport:pajero
glove compartment: 9mm pistol, dry meals for me and wife and hunting knife
Dash board: Bobble head
Back seat: M4 assault rifle
boot: Two days worth of food for the kids

ineptus astartes we got a deal food for weapons,ammo and aromour.

are we going to start?

I think we should.

oops, did not see you there toasted. nice character.

and BT, I would think that
+ = a lot of different positions

Okay first event, sorry it took a bit was painting some new models.

After the initial discovery of Ghost Town and the group decided it would be in their best interest to stick together for now. Although it was hard not to be suspicious they divided up some of the land between them and began to build what would be their home. It wasn't long however, before word spread that the old man wanted to speak with them about something important. So the survivors made their way to the church.
Still where they had left him, was the old cripple. It was still questionable how the man continued to live in his state, both his legs had been smashed with what must have been sledgehammers, and a broken pipe of the church organ stuck out of his chest. Initially the group had tried to remove him from the thing, but he explained the effort would kill him. He breathed into life as the group finally arrived. In his withered voice he greeted them.
"Hello. I assume you had the time to begin making yourselves comfortable. There are things you have to know about the town, that I think will help out. Before the real effects of the Sinner's Plague set in we had time to start building up some defenses from those who already went crazy. First as you've seen was the wall, with the time we had we couldn't do much for it, but some of you could work on what we started. The biggest problem with it is we couldn't surround the entire town, on the west side there is a hole that needs to be finished. Another thing is we had a perimeter alarm set, unfortunately it got cut by those savages and would need to be fixed. They cut the generator for it. It was in a shack south of the city that we thought we had hid better. Unfortunately they found it and before the alarms can activate it needs to be fixed. Last is the sirens we have around the town, they act as both the voice of the alarms and you can talk through them from the church too. The system's in the attic, that has to be turned on as soon as the power goes up." He coughed up a bit of blood on his shirt, before speaking again. "I can also tell someone a little more about the town if any would like to stay."

You need to decide who helps do which assignment. This is Part 1 of the event what happens next depends on what you guys do.

Nicholas wrote:Okay first event, sorry it took a bit was painting some new models.

After the initial discovery of Ghost Town and the group decided it would be in their best interest to stick together for now. Although it was hard not to be suspicious they divided up some of the land between them and began to build what would be their home. It wasn't long however, before word spread that the old man wanted to speak with them about something important. So the survivors made their way to the church.
Still where they had left him, was the old cripple. It was still questionable how the man continued to live in his state, both his legs had been smashed with what must have been sledgehammers, and a broken pipe of the church organ stuck out of his chest. Initially the group had tried to remove him from the thing, but he explained the effort would kill him. He breathed into life as the group finally arrived. In his withered voice he greeted them.
"Hello. I assume you had the time to begin making yourselves comfortable. There are things you have to know about the town, that I think will help out. Before the real effects of the Sinner's Plague set in we had time to start building up some defenses from those who already went crazy. First as you've seen was the wall, with the time we had we couldn't do much for it, but some of you could work on what we started. The biggest problem with it is we couldn't surround the entire town, on the west side there is a hole that needs to be finished. Another thing is we had a perimeter alarm set, unfortunately it got cut by those savages and would need to be fixed. They cut the generator for it. It was in a shack south of the city that we thought we had hid better. Unfortunately they found it and before the alarms can activate it needs to be fixed. Last is the sirens we have around the town, they act as both the voice of the alarms and you can talk through them from the church too. The system's in the attic, that has to be turned on as soon as the power goes up." He coughed up a bit of blood on his shirt, before speaking again. "I can also tell someone a little more about the town if any would like to stay."

You need to decide who helps do which assignment. This is Part 1 of the event what happens next depends on what you guys do.

Explain how this works do we speak to eachother or just say who does what.

oh i get it now

Henry raised his hand, “I’ll go get the alarm system out of town fixed.” He walked toward the door of the church punctually, “If anyone wants to help me, feel free, but we need at least one person on every thing, I’ll be at getting ready.”

Walking outside, Henry made the short walk back to the SUV that was serving as his home, entering, he began rummaging trough his supplies, and when he had gathered his gear, strapping on his revolver and putting two full moon clips in his belt-container, along with an extra magazine for his SA-80, and sheathing his Bowie knife, he strolled outside.

"Hey henry wait ill come with you. Some one has to watch your back." Said Sam he opened his car door and pulled out his m4 and 4 clips.
"Whos car should we take mine or yours?" Asked Sam.

Glancing at the man, Henry pointed at the SUV. “Neither of us has fuel it seems, it looks like this is a foot mission.” Grabbing a needle of morphine, he locked his SUV’s door, “Lets go”

"I don't know gak 'bout 'larms, so I'll see if I can fix up that wall" said Ryder, stretching his arms.

Ryder reached into his back pocket and pulled out a tightly rolled blunt. He flicked his zippo open and took a long drag. He pointed at the various weapons laying bout.

"I'll be needing another one of those guns though" he said, through a thick cloud of smoke.

Merle scratched his head for a moment, then pulled up his bag. "Suppose while you guys are fixing the security, I'll see what I can do about the generator. I'm sure I've got some spare parts that could help." He looked in his bag, pulled out some shells, and pocketed them. "Any body who can use a computer should probably come along. I imagine a computer's what keeps it running". He pulled up his bag and strapped it to his back. He pulled out a roll of scotch tape, and used it to tape his flash light to the top of his shotgun, using nearly half of it to do so.

Sam's wife and kids ran out "Daddy where are you going?" asked his son.
"Daddy is going to help this nice man you help mammy run the shop." Replied Sam
His children started to cry and beg him not to go so did his wife. "I have to go otherwise this man might die i must help him i love you honey and you two behave for your mam." Sam told them.

Sam and Henry left the camp on their journy.

It was a fairly uneventful walk through the woods to the alarms just outside of the town, they had completed most of the fixings within a few muinits, and were working on the second to last one. “Man, something really attacked this thing” said Sam, as he tried to pull the beat-up machine from the dirt. “No use, its been busted, utterly destroyed” said Henry, pointing to the internals, which were mangled beyond repair. “looks like some creature did this.” He said. “Or a nutcase” said Sam,
“Lets see if we can bring this-” a twig snapped in the forest. “don’t let your guard down” muttered Henry, as he scanned the shrubs.

"Hey wait ive got some tear-gas let me throw it in and we will find out what it is." Said Sam
"No we dont Know who or what it is or how it will react." Replied Henry scanning the bush.
"Anything?" Asked Sam
"Well what ever was there is gone now." Replied Henry

Dave didn't say a word, merely nodding at the man named Merle and got up from his spot to follow him. He had everything he owned on his back in his small rucksack, carrying his P90 at midpoint in his right hand

((crap didn't know we were starting. Where am I?))

Skycrawler wrote:((crap didn't know we were starting. Where am I?))

Read the event and decide which objective you want to help with

ineptus astartes wrote:and BT, I would think that
+ = a lot of different positions

+ = Angry Sex.

Skycrawler wrote:((crap didn't know we were starting. Where am I?))

I sees your sig.