Your life, your decisions, your survival (A Post-apocalyptic RP if you haven't noticed)

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**Darkvoidof40k**

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:I could swear Dark left you in the bar...

... and that he actually admitted he did

You forgot your full stop again. Fool, Mr T frowns on your grammatical mistakes.

Nah I picked up Bonesaw in my jeep and we never heard from her again.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

Yeah, so she is now hereby in the car.

So says Kais!!!

**Darkvoidof40k**

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Yeah, so she is now hereby in the car.

So says Kais!!!

What car? There is no car.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

OH fething HELL

Bar, bar, bar, bar, bar, bar, bar, BAR!

Goddamn errors!!!!

**Tyranic Marta**

okydokey that was a confusing event

nah dw shas cause i diddnt effect me you have now given me free reiiiiiign!!!!!!! mwahahahahahahaaaaaaa

(ic) Terence sees the guy fall at the gate, he slings his sniper onto its strap over his shoulder and brings up his smg, sliding down the ladder he enters the fray, short burts of smg fire decapitate those trying to get to him, even in the thick of combat he still aims for the neck and head, and he hasnt yet missed.

His short brutal path to the gate ends when he gets to the poor mans side. He lifts the man over his shoulder in a one handed firemans lift, his smg still spitting death. A group of bandits spot him and charge forwards, terrence grits his teeth as a shot smashes into his side and anouther his upper shoulder, both stopped by his jacket but still will leave massive bruises.

Then a shot clips his thigh and he gasps in pain and shock as he tumbles to the ground, he manages to stop Joe from completely rolling away with his other foot whilst trying desperatley to gun the bandits down.

Then a storm of Carbine shells and ak rounds, punch through the gunsmoke and tear into the bandits, Terrence turns his head and looks at Will, Whiskey and Stix, all giving covering fire, Terrence grits his teeth and clenchs his bowels as he gets to his feet and lifts Joe once more onto his back, the four fighters and the injured man quickly make their way to a building.

Terrence setsJoe on a table and gets his medical kit out. He quickly gets the bullet out and antiseptics the wound. On Joes leg, then the one on his shoulder. (sorry if i got the places wrong). Then he packs the wounds with Kwiki-heal and bandages them, repeating the proccess on his own leg he grimaces as he probes the wound with a pair of tweezers looking for the bullet. then he notices the hole on the back of his leg, while the others are firing through the windows, Terrence packs and antiseptics the wound and then Bandages it with the material from one of the shops cutains.

Once done he reloads his weapons mags, (all of them sniper included) and taps whiskey on the shoulder, "Ready?"

**Mordoskul**

Henry walked through the ruined streets of London, his rifle held tightly in his hands. He had heard the sounds of combat taking place nearby, and was taking no chances. Stepping lightly through the rubble, he rounded the corner, his bolt-action rifle sweeping back and forth as he did so. The street was silent now, the screams and gunfire having died down. Henry entered the square, the blood-slick ground a deep red with spilled Vitae. The corpses of several bandits lay scattered around the street, and Henry knelt to examine them, turning the body of a large man face-up. The man wore a mask of utter terror, his eyes angled towards the knife wound in his forehead. It was likely that the raiders had been murdered by a rival gang, but then again, nothing had been taken, not even trophies. As Henry filled his bag with looted supplies, he could here footsteps several meters off, and he threw himself against a nearby wall, hiding himself from sight.

OOC:

That's you, Reaper and Prototype!

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

Uhhhhhh... Tyranic?

Mikey was carrying Joe, he was calling out for help so that he could take him to the hospital.

And remember there is still another part to come

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

Goddamn double post...

**Tyranic Marta**

dang....

i completely missed that, well just say Terrance gave him a hand getting Joe in then, everything else stands, they guy doesnt need a hospital, just Terrance or Will

**Tyranic Marta**

next part? oooh goody, soon soon

**Darkvoidof40k**

Don't post IC between events guys, unless you're not in the event or the GM states otherwise.

**Evaelc**

...

I'll wait for the next part...

**prototype_X**

sarah and delta were about to leave when sarah heard a noise quite close she called "whose there?"

**blood reaper**

"I suggest we leave this place may not be safe"
Delta exits the sewers with Sarah.
Delta observes a figure in the distance in the area where he was earlier and stealthy advances continuing to watch him from a safe distance after spotting his rifle but he relies this is no Bandit and quickly sprints behind cover.

**prototype_X**

sarah close behind fires a warning shot over the head of the strange person

**Chowderhead**

Er....

Where the hell am I? I have enough weapons to start a small war. Do an event for MEEEEEEE

**FITZZ**

...BIC...

In the ensuing confusion,Whiskey had seen several Raiders breach a weakened area in the defensive gate and rush into the town...
She had leapt from her position atop the gates and pursued the bandits...gunning them down as she ran...
Upon dispatching the last of the Raiders,she encountered a young man...almost blowing him away...the youth had introduced himself...rather quickly...as Stixx..and offered to add his guns to Whiskeys..
Agreeing,the woman had rapidly returned to the main gates,Stixx following closely,where she retook her firing position...
Terrance eyed the new guy cautiously as he chambered a round into his riffle..his eyes drifted over to Whiskey...questioningly ...
Whiskey shrugged..." He calls himself Stixx...offered to help out here..." she said as she fired a round into the face of a Bandit climbing the walls..
Terrance nodded,sparing the young man one last glance before returning to his countdown..." 1..." Terrance said..squeezing the trigger of his weapon...

OOC:...

Ok,Terrance,Will,Whiskey and Stixx are all helping to defend the city walls...

**Mordoskul**

Hearing the shot, Henry drops low, taking cover inside a ruined store. Calling out across the street, he shouts: "I don't have anything worth taking, I'm just a poor Roamer! Best be on your way, it's not worth it!" His voice subtly implying a threat. Spotting the man ducking behind cover, he shouts, "How many of you are there? Two? Three? Did you kill those Bandits? I couldn't help but notice that they weren't looted, was it personal?"

**blood reaper**

Delta jumps down but keeps his distance for safety
"I was helping someone and I have no need for Bandit treasure as I don't want stolen gear. But what brings you here traveler? Any news about the Troy battles?"
Delta moves closer realizing there is no threat

**Mordoskul**

As the figure approaches, Henry raises his rifle. "Not one more step stranger. I can't take any chances, you understand. I've heard nothing of Troy, I've been in London since the Disaster. You say you killed those bandits helping a traveler, you'll forgive me if I hesitate to believe you. Charity and kindness are rare occurrences these days. Is this traveler with you now? If so, have them and any other members of your band step out now."

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

Remember FITZZ that the Raiders have actually breached the city gates

Okay, event should be done later, ain't got enough time now...

... as long as I get those PM's...

@ Chowderhead - Jeez, sorry dude, totally forgot that Lev was in Troy, send me a PM like the others will/should do, and give me your location in it.

**blood reaper**

Delta signals Shara to revel herself while Delta raises his arms into the air
"I pose no threat to you good sir , do you have any information on the Bandits current leadership? May I ask that we meet in a safer area the Bandits might notice a missing patrol."

**Mordoskul**

Henry gasps, the rifle clattering to the filthy tiles from numb fingers. He steps from the store, pushing the door open with one hand, reaching out his other in friendship. He peels off his gas mask, letting it hang by the straps from his fingers, revealing the man beneath. "Sarah...oh god, you're alive...." Tears spill freely down his cheeks as he walks forward, his arms wide in preparation for an embrace. "I thought...I thought I'd lost you, how...how did you get away?"

**blood reaper**

OOC (Wait you're that Henry?)
"I'll just let this reunion take place I'm not one to interrupt"
Delta slowly backs away keeping watch for any Bandits or Raiders.

**FITZZ**

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Remember FITZZ that the Raiders have actually breached the city gates

.

....True,but surely they're are more Raiders outside the gates...or has the entire force entered the city?

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

Basically just about all of them are inside the city...

... but some defenders are fighting a few outside the gates...

**FITZZ**

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Basically just about all of them are inside the city...

... but some defenders are fighting a few outside the gates...

Well hell...it sure didn't take Troy long to fall did it?

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

The Reapers took everybody by surprise, and the focus was on them, and everybody got scared, so the Raiders easily got in.

**Tyranic Marta**

what are we supposed to be PMing you shas?

**Chowderhead**

Lev sits on top of the bar, picking off raiders with his Sniper.

Sighing, he waits for something interesting to happen.

OOC: