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Alex heard the voice behind and jumped back startled, Alex didnt know who to point his gun at. He decided to put it away and hold his hands up.

"Now, we are all Gentlemen here. Names Alex. Came into town because I have heard tales of Satan worshippers here. I think this is all one big misunderstanding."


 
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher offered Shaun a small nod and smile.

The young man holsterd his weapons and spoke "Now, we are all Gentlemen here. Names Alex. Came into town because I have heard tales of Satan worshippers here. I think this is all one big misunderstanding"

" Shooting at me was a big misunderstanding?" Shaun said with a touch of amusement.

Alex started to speak,but Preacher cut him off " Tell me something son...why would ya come to town looking for followers of the dark one?...you got business with'em?"

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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.

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Exeter

"And with that" Shaun said, sensing another of Preachers 'questioning' moments, "Im off." I aint staying in this town now that the game is up for me. Those bounty hunters were out for me as well Preacher. I aint gonna be here when they find out the truth. Much obliged for stopping this kid killing himself."

With that Shaun mounted up and started to trot down the street.

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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher watched a Shaun slowly rode towards "that" part of the town.

" Ya don't have to go to them Shaun." Preacher called after him " I'll speak up for ya with the Sheriff...ain't no one gonna hang ya for shooting that bounty hunter down."

The young man,Alex watched intently.


"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.

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In your base, ignoring your logic.

Gregorio was kind of upset, he could've made some money had the fight gone any further and someone actually died. There were a couple of people along with Gregorio on a list of people the town may not really like.

The young kid was someone new, the two old men he could identify. The story teller Shaun and the man known only as Preacher. Preacher's death would've been hard to profit from, but Shaun had recently built up a reputation.

"Don't get too greedy now." Gregorio thought to himself "You have enough now to last you for almost a couple of weeks if you avoid the luxuries. Remember that, greed is bad."

Gregorio had been aiming his carbine at Shaun when he realised that killing just for some extra cash wouldn't be the most christian like thing to do.

Gregorio sat back and adjusted his hat and bandana, propping himself up on a small chimney pipe to watch what else may happen, who knows, maybe this young buck will get killed after all.

"Geeze, I'm a young buck." Gregorio thought to himself as he began to return his vision to the show that may have only been delayed.
   
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Exeter

Shaun carried on riding away, but over his shoulder he called back.

"Those Bounty Hunters have the Wanted Posters on their Persons. When the stuff is rifled through, a word from you 'aint gonna erase the past. I'll see you around."

As he rode into Waste Towns darker side it became apparent people here weren't going to welcome him. Most people in fact, were reaching for their guns, and some of the more serious men actually followed him through the streets.

"Welcome to Waste town friend!" came a heavily Mexican accented voice from in front. Shaun looked back ahead. A man with lank, greasy, black hair, a poncho and a sombrero (cliche!) was standing in front of him. the man was grinning savagely, revealing his broken and rotting teeth.

"I bet you were a Badass in the pussy side weren't you? I bet you made people shake in their boots from your very presence eh?"

Shaun looked down in disgust at the man. He then dismounted slowly.

"Yeah, you seem the type old timer. Think he's badass enough to go to this side.Well lemme tell you something. We're the real badasses. Youse, your nothing more than a badly trained dog. 'S the difference between us. The difference between dogs and coyotes. Now, why dont you play dead?"

The man whipped his Pistol from its holster. Shaun darted forwards, moving into his opponents guard. Shaun slammed upwards with the butt of his Pistol, smashing the mans jaw. as he collapsed backwards, Shaun open fired.

"Woof." Shaun grunted as he stepped bodily over the dead Mexican. He eyed the street. A couple of people had drawn their guns, but they weren't making a move towards him. Apparently making up his mind, Shaun clambered back onto his horse and began to make his way towards the nearest stables.

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In the Wasteland

@Alex: No it's not time for an event, I'll wait for an event until this saturday or possibly tomorrow evening for the first event. Just so you can all finish your errands.

I do hope you get those done before tomorrow evening.



 
   
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In the Wasteland

Trees seemed to be everywhere. Thick forests with swamp like features. Billy traveled on the only road in the bayou, and even that stopped when Billy got farther in the bayou. He traveled a lot of miles just to get here, but it would be worth it. Dark creatures dwelled the Bayou, most of them not natural. leering eyes stalked Billy but but he was not afraid. Billy lost most of his feelings back when they put the torch to his house. The only feeling he had was anger and hate. The reason why These unnatural creatures dwelled here could be tracked down to the bayou's only human inhabitant. Human. What remained Human of the man billy was about to visit. Billy made his way through the dense Bayou region on the back of Lucifer. Over there, in the distance, Billy could make out 1 little cabin. located at the river, it had a small boat with half a lamp post on it docked there. Billy smiled.



 
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher watched as Shaun rode over to "that side",for a moment Preacher considered following him,but he decided against it,the only reason Preacher went to " that side" was to hunt.

Wanted posters?" Preacher thought " maybe I should see what Shaun was talking about."

Preacher swung his mount around,and spurred his horse back to the saloon.


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In your base, ignoring your logic.

Now things were getting boring and the sun was getting kind of hot so Gregorio decided he would pack it in.

It was tempting to go after the storyteller, but that side of town he had entered wasn't too pretty to look at. In fact, the roof's seemed to get slick with corruption once a certain point was crossed. Not to mention the bodies pinned against the walls really added to the class of the other side.

Well, it was really tempting actually. Gregorio got up and stretched out before leaning his carbine against his shoulder and walking along the roof to watch the old man.

The place smelt funny, almost as if someone had taken a dead rat, rolled it in buffalo chips, covered it in fish, and left it out in the sun for a couple of days. Some buzzards were flying around the middle of the satanic side, maybe the storyteller knew something about this and wasn't exactly the god-fearing christian he ought to be.

It was almost hard to keep pace with the old man and his horse without slipping on some of the grime on the rooftops.

"How in the hell are the rooftops so dirty over here?" Gregorio said under his breath "Does living on this side mean you throw your garbage up here or som..."

Gregorio had slipped and managed to grab onto the ledge of the roof, out of sight of the old man and the crowd surrounding him.

He pulled himself up panting as he tried to wipe himself off a bit. His right side was greasy now along with most of his duster. By the time Gregorio regained his sight of the old man he could see another dead body lying at the geezer's feet.

   
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In the Wasteland

Right player event time. Just 1 for Alex this time. don't worry, everybody will have their chance. The rest of you can continue their business

from now on we will count this as Day 1

@Alex: Alex was attending to his horse while he noticed he was being watched. Alex spun around and drew his pistol, only to see a middle aged man with a fancy mustache leaning against a wooden beamer, chewing on some chewing tobacco.

" Ain't no need for that son.' Was the man's reply to this.

Alex stood there with his pistol aiming at the calm man. Only then did Alex see the sheriff badge on the man's chest.

"xcuse me sir." Alex said dumbfounded.

Alex put his pistol away.

"Didn't meant to scare you, sheriff. "

"I am sure you didn't. My name is Sheriff Dunbrown. I am in charge of this here joyous town, or at least half of it. Now I heard you had a minor bounty on your head in some other town."

Alex was getting nervous now.

"Don't worry son, I have a job for you. what do you say?"

"Depends." Alex replied quickly

" Well," Dunbrown straightened himself. "... I am short on hands nowadays. Nothing seriously, but I might need some help."

"I am interested." said Alex.

"Thought you were, I've seen you dealing with Shaun and Preacher. Now, I am not going to give you some all important task first, you first need to gain my trust."

"Aight, you have your man, what do you want me to do." Alex replied

"Good, there is a sneaky bastard that just immigrated from 'the other side'. Now we don't want that kind in our worthy and well established neighborhood messing around with our lives, now do we? His name's Roy. He is bootlegging some cheap liquor from that hell pit on the other side to our bars. Now, The stuff is filthy as piss, mind me. I tasted it, because I love my drink. I wouldn't give it to my wife, if you know what I mean. I want you to take out that sneaky Roy. You up to it?"

Alex nodded.

"Good. Now you have to do your own research as we don't know anything about this here Roy. Something we do know is that he is one hell of a knife-fighter. Hell he can throw with them too. I'd keep an eye on my back in case the bastard comes sneaking up behind you." Good luck, when the job's done, we meet here. I don't want anyone to see me dealing with outlaws. "

Sheriff Dunbrown walked away, probably of to get his drink. ANything except Roy's liquor.


(Here is your much wanted event Alex )

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School has interuppeted my schedule for engaging in RPG's, but I finally got some time to post. If i mess anything up in this post, please, someone let me know so I can fix it.

Bert stumbled into the town, the hot desert sun having taken more out of him then he had thought it would have.
His hat was gripped loosely in his hand, his revolvers slung low on his hips. He felt as though he were dragging dead bodies tied to his thighs.

He saw a large building, and heard racous laughter, and knew he had found the saloon.
Bert stumbled in, the doors swinging wide open. He limped to the bar, and leaned heavily.

The bartender came over, and asked him what he wanted.

"Scotch." Bert said.

One of the ladies of the house cam eover and tried to sit on his lap.

"Hello sug. I bet you could make me have a really nice night... if the price is" Bert cut her off.

"I would sonner stick my seed in a vulture then your aging arse, you dried up whore." Her mouth opened wide, and she smacked him.
The barkeep grabbed her hand before she could hit again.

"Now calm down Lucile. The man's just had a long day of travel. Why don't you take care of someone else and let this boy relax."
She huffed and walked away.

"Best not anger her boy. She ain't too kind to those that point out she don't have much time left as a companion."
He slid a glass of scotch and Bert downed it quick.
He repeated it three more times.

He felt prying eyes on his back, and slid one hand to his hip, feeling the LeMat, fingering the worn sandlewood grip.
   
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Where Eagles Dare.

The man wearing the crucifix walked between them and into the general store on the opposite side of the road.
Michael sighed with relief and walked into the bar, Marie following behind. They ignored the eyes on them, some
still wary after the shooting, and some more interested in the new strangers in town. "Whiskey for me and some
tequila for the lady my friend." The barkeeper nodded and poured the two shots. Michael sipped while Marie knocked
it back and asked for a bottle of rum. She pocketed and Michael knew it was for Lord Ghede. They just sat in the bar
and waited for the sun to set ...

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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In your base, ignoring your logic.

It was getting close to dusk when Gregorio had lost sight of the old man again. He had to sneak around certain things on the rooftops to avoid being seen by anyone below, getting noticed on the good side was bad and getting noticed on this side was much worse.

"Time to call it a day he told himself as he began to go back to his house and a much saner plane of existance.

When he turned he could see three figures standing four rooftops away from him. From the looks of it and figuring by chance, they weren't the christian type.

"Feth me backwards and call me a whore's illegitimate son." Gregorio said under his breath, the air leaving his mouth lifting the bandana slightly.

His only way out was past them and he knew it would be loud as hell if he had to take them out.

Gregorio looked down and saw that he was still mostly filthy from the fall he had earlier, he didn't smell too good either.

"Maybe I can just sneak past 'em" he thought to himself. He looked the part anyways so he decided to give it a shot.

Gregorio calmly shouldered his rifle, hunched his back a bit, and walked calmly towards the trio in front of him.

"One roof away." he thought as he continued to walk calmly towards them.

One of the trio turned to him and tapped another on the arm, the third member turned on his own conviction after noticing the other two looking at something else.

"Where you goin' boy?" one of the older ones said.

"Jes' gettin' off the roof." Gregorio said, trying to mimic the slight accent of the man's voice. It sounded gutteral, but also a bit twangy. It was hard to replicate.

"Then whys dontcha jes' jump off right there?" another replied while cracking a sickeningly wide smile.

"Guess, I forgot my wings." Gregorio said, he was still walking towards them, acting like it was a normal conversation he would have daily.

He came to 100 feet from them before stopping.

"Whatcha think of that Sassy?" the younger said to the third member.

"I'm thinkin he gonna learn to fly real soon." the third said, the voice's pitch indicating it to be either a kid or a girl. Gregorio could barely recognize the face as being a girl's, they all had scars and carvings on their faces. They each had a variety of scars, but they all had one symbol etched into their left cheek.

"I may be inclined to think otherwise Sassy," the older one said as he scratched his chin "I think he's gonna learn about his innards and how they should not be used."

"I prefer your thinkin' Eddie" the younger one said to the elder now identified as Eddie. "anyone have a book to show this fella'?"

"Not me." said Eddie.
"Me neither." said Sassy.

"Aw shoot," the younger one said mimicking surprise and slapping his pockets "looks like I don't have mine neither. Oh well, looks like we're jes' going to have to show you personally."

Gregorio had been clenching his teeth the entire time, he knew what was about to happen, but he also wanted to be quiet about it.

"Well," Gregorio began while lowering his rifle to act like a cane "if you folks are so inclined to teach me something, I feel I should do the same. I'll go first an I'll teach ya some nice poetry."

The trio were beginning to get closer as Gregorio began.

"God is the one who sits above, satan is the one who got a great shove. Now satan is in hell and cries, while being trapped by holy ties. God will judge us when we're dead, I'll speed it up by caving in your head." Gregorio said, whipping the gun up so the butt caught Eddie in the chin, sending him in a backwards arch to the roof.

The other two lunged after Gregorio, but Gregorio swung the rifle around like a club and caught the younger in the temple, sending him towards the ledge. Gregorio hoped he woudn't fall off as it would alert the people below.

Sassy had gone largely unnoticed while Gregorio willed the younger one's fall to stop short of the ledge and Sassy jumped onto Gregorio's back and began to choke him with her forearm.

Gregorio looked around as he was gasping for air and spotted a chimney pipe coming out of the roof. He turned his back to it and rammed into it as hard as he could. Sassy let go and Gregorio could feel his breath returning to him as he spotted the oter two getting back to their feet.

Sassy was on the ground behind him, clutching the back of her head in pain when Gregorio lifted up his foot and stomped down on the disfigured wenche's chest. He could feel a small crack through his boot and saw blood coming out of her mouth. Hopefully she was dead.

Gregorio focused his attention back to the other two to notice that they had pulled out rather large bowie knives.

"You done made a mistake boy." Eddie said, his smile missing more teeth than it was before. Eddie then ran at Gregorio and Gregorio side stepped, allowing Eddie to trip over Sassy's lifeless body, Gregorio ran with him and grabbed Eddie by his hair and brought the older man's head into the roof before he put his knee down on the old man's back and whipped his head to the side. A jarring popping noise signaling the end of another man's life.

The remaining foe was on him as Gregorio turned his attention back to the younger one. Gregorio could see a point coming at him and lifted his rifle to deflect it. The younger man's arm went to Gregorio's right and Gregorio could feel something warm crawling down the same side of his head. The younger man's face was now close to Gregorio's and he attempted to bite Gregorio's nose off as Gregorio grabbed the young man's arm and swung it around.

The younger one went rolling in pain as his elbow began to throb in pain, it had been distended just enough to cause a lot of pain without breaking it. Gregorio got up and walked towards the younger man and placed his foot on the younger man's arm.

"What's your name friend?" Gregorio asked while breathing heavily.

"Ant, Anthony." the remaining member of the trio squeeked out.

"Well, Anthony I got good news and bad news." Gregorio said while smiling behind his bandana. "The good news is I ain't mad at you."

Anthony looked bewildered at that statement and somewhat hopeful.

"So what's the bad then?" Anthony said, hope still lingering in his voice.

Gregorio bent down closer to Anthony and said, "Well, the bad news is I liked Sassy's idea.".

Anthony looked at Gregorio with wide eyes as he felt Gregorio's foot lift off his arm and impact hard with his back. Then weightlessness and a blur of vision before he stopped experiencing anything.

Gregorio looked down at the broken remains of the opponent and felt his right ear. It was nearly severed off, but nothing the doc back at the other side of town couldn't patch up. Luckily, Gregorio had kicked Anthony off the roof and into a back alley were he wouldn't get too much attention around these parts.

Gregorio began walking back to the good part of town. He needed new clothes, and to see the doc. After that maybe he would celebrate a victory with a few drinks at the saloon.

Gregorio spotted coinpurses on both Eddie and Sassy, money was money no matter which side you were on, that victory drink at the saloon looked all the much more possible now.
   
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Alex stood there while he thought who could know about the knife fighter, but could think of none. He decided that the man with the crucifix could be a good bet. Alex walked in the saloon, anyone here could be Roy. The man at the bar who looks like he has a hard day, the man with the woman knocking back rum and whiskey, the man with the large scar on his face.

He sighed to himself and walked up the barkeep alongside the sweating man.

"So, Hard day?"


 
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

By the time Preacher returned to the saloon,the bodies of the would be bounty hunters had been removed,most likely carted down to the small funeral home near the edge of town.

"Blast it." Preacher thought " I don't want to have to be bothered with that fool of a Sheriff or that shifty grave digger either."

Before he could decide on his next course of action,Preacher heard the distinct sounds of several pistol hammers being cocked back.

"Don't make a move Preacher" Said a man Preacher instantly recognized as on of the Sheriff's deputies " Sheriff Dunbrown done give orders that you was to be brought in."

Preacher glanced around,three other deputies had their pistols aimed at him as well.

Preacher shook his head " Well,looks like ya got me " he said " Let's go see what that idiot Dunbrown wants.."


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In your base, ignoring your logic.

The doc had done a real quick job of Gregorio's ear. It hurt like hell, but it wasn't hanging at an odd angle or bleeding anymore. His hat created enough shadow to cover it up so he could walk around town without anyone gawking at him.

"I need a drink." Gregorio thought to himself, a drink would probably take the edge off of the pain. He was also tired and his face was blank. He walked past his house and saw that old religious fanatic they called "Preacher" being escorted by several deputies to who knew where.

He reached the saloon and could see that younger man from before at the bar talking to the barkeep. He wasn't a bounty hunter or else he would've been dead, Gregorio felt a little safe with everything that had been going on, he was wanted, but now he was one of the least wanted people in town, relatively safe but still safe.

Gregorio wanted a drink but the younger man was keeping the barkeep busy, Gregorio walked over to the barkeep and interrupted the younger man's conversation.

"Three shots keep." Gregorio said to the barkeeper.

"Do you mind, I was talking to him?" the young man said.

"Yeah I do, you were keeping him up from fulfillin' his duties." Gregorio responded

The young man was about to respond when the barman returned with the three shots, Gregorio put one down in front of the young man.

"Take this, it should heal any hurt feelings you have." Gregorio said to the young man. Gregorio began walking away to the other end of the bar, two shots in one hand and the other hand on one of his pistols just in case the whiskey didn't heal his hurt feelings.
   
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Where Eagles Dare.

Marie was a little tipsy. No, very tipsy. Four bottles of rum did that to even the most zealous devotee of Ghede. The way in which
that annoying idiot at the bar had been shut up by the newcomer kept Michael entertained for a few minutes, and then he collapsed
to the floor, a bottle of whiskey smashing as he passed out. Marie dragged him to a chair and sat him down, while she returned to the bar.
" 'Nother bottle o' dat good firewater, mate."

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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In your base, ignoring your logic.

Gregorio looked back at the man who had just collapsed and at his lady friend.

"Good way to lose one's money." Gregorio said to himself "Passin out like that."

His lady friend was also loading up on the stuff, it was a really good way to lose money, especially when the town's biggest oppurtunist was in the same room.

As soon as the passed out man's friend reached the bar Gregorio spoke up.

"I got their drinks for tonight." Gregorio told the barkeep happily.

"Thank you." the lady said "but don' be tryin' anyting funny wit' us." the lady said with a mix of suspicion and joy.

"Jes' like to treat newcomers right." Gregorio responded as innocently as he could fake.
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher was brought at gunpoint down the towns main road,several groups of townsfolk stood about whispering and pointing as the group of deputies leading Preacher rode by.
Shortly,the group reached the small Sheriffs office and jail house,Preacher swinging down from his horse and tethering the animal to the hitching post.

The deputies dismounted as well,keeping their guns on Preacher as they did.

Preacher eyed the lead deputy coldly as the young man gestured with the barrel of his pistol "Get inside Preacher,the sheriffs waitin."

Preacher laughed shortly, " Boy,ya keep waving that gun at me,I might decide to make you use it."

The young man looked nervously at Preacher,started to speak,but was cut of by Sheriff Dunbrown.

" No need fer that now Preacher,boys just doin his job" Dunbrown said "If you'd be kind enough to step inside...we can have us a little talk."

Preacher glared at the Sheriff,but stepped into the office.

" This better be good Dunbrown" Preacher said " I don't much cotton ta wasting time with you...*"

Preacher saw stars and fell to the ground as Dunbrown brought his revolver butt down hard on the mans skull,he fought to regain his footing when a riffle butt crashed down sending him off into darkness.


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Alex watched as they carted the man into the sheriffs office, his brain was telling him not to go but his heart said go. He walked over to the window and peered inside and saw the man get pistol-whipped to the floor. Alex gasped and thought on what to do, he decided to save the man. He kicked the door in sending the man behind it hurtling towards the wall,
before Dunbrown had time to react Alex delivered a swift jab to his face followed by a reverse before finishing with a turning kick. Alex bent down over the man and proceded to push him.

"Wakey time sir."


 
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher shook his head to clear his vision,he blinked and focused on the young man standing before him,it was the same kid who had taken the shot at Shaun.

" C'mon sir we gotta move." The young man said.

Pistol fire erupted in the small office,thankfully Dunbrowns men were terrible shots and none of the rounds struck Preacher or the young man as they fled the jail and charged to their horses.

As they raced away,Preacher glanced over at the young man " So tell me son...what's your story?"


"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.

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Shaun entered the nearby bar, and had a quick look around. The place was a mess, the floors were scuttling with 'roaches, and most of the people inside were the type of customer Shaun had the pleasure of putting down, most of the time. Ordering a drink, he waited politely for the Barkeeper to pour him a drink.

"I say ol' chap, you don' look half like the Barkeeper in the other end o' town." He said, aiming to strike up conversation.

The barkeeper looked up from pouring a drink, and nodded.

"That'll be ma brother Clance I expects? Yeah, I ain't seen him for best part o' a year. Hows he gettin' on?"

Shaun smiled as the drink was passed to him. The glass was grubby, and stank faintly of sulphur, but he wasn't a fussy man.

"Oh, pretty good, I thought the whole light n' dark divide kinda would be a problem?"

The barkeeper grinned toothily, and replied

"Bloods thicker than water, n' the money we make goes back to our ma anyways, so the ways I see it, is that it pays to be separate see? If we both set up in either side, we'd have to compete. This way, well this way we gets the best o' both."

Shaun nodded, and looked along the counter at the occupants of the bar. A prostitute with cuts all over her face smiled back at him, revealing she had no teeth.

"Nice company I see.."

Shaun downed his drink and walked back out the bar, accidentally stepping on a roach the size of a small rat on the way.

After wiping his boot on a passed out bum outside, Shaun wandered through the streets generally taking his new home in. Wasn't a nice place to be, but he had to keep hidden until the heat was off. 'Anyways' Shaun mused. 'It ain't half bad, an' it's not as bad as its portrayed.'

A body fell from the roof above, and crumpled sickeningly on the floor about 10 feet away.

'Then again..'

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Alex looked at the man riding next to him.
" My ma and pa owned a ranch, we did all right. Had food on the table and clothes on our backs. Then one day I was out hunting with Skippy here when I hear screams, I turn round and ride towards our ranch only to find vandals had set fire to it. They had killed my ma and pa. I took out my rifle and killed them. I rode, rode long into the night and came here. Now about yourself?"


 
   
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Georgia,just outside Atlanta

Preacher paused for a moment,feeling a kinship with the kid.

" I had me a wife,prettiest gal ya ever saw,and two young'uns,good boys both of them,had us a little spread a few miles away" Preacher said.

" One night,Sarah wakes me,says she hears a ruckus outside,I always slept sort of hard in them days,so I didn't hear nothing at first" Preacher continued " then I hear our old horse raising the dickens, I figure it might be a wolf...maybe Injuns...so I grabbed my riffle and took of out side,my oldest boy Cody with me."

Preacher lowered his head a bit,the memories of the night obviously haunting him.

" We reached the barn and found the old horse torn ta pieces" Preacher went on " the poor animal was ripped wide open and it's insides had been pulled all over the barn." Preacher shook his head " I'd never seen anything like it before."

" It was then I heard the screams from the house,Sarah and Corry,I ran just as fast as my legs would carry me" Preacher said,a tear running down his face " The house was burning up,Sarah ran out the door,her night close burning away from her body,there...there were ...bites..deep bloody bites all over her."

Preacher paused again,wiping away a tear " She fell in front of me screaming,her hair burning like a torch,I tried to save her,God knows I did...but she just died right there" Preacher glanced at the kid,who was staring at hm silently " Then I heard Corry screaming, I told Cody ta stay with his Ma and I run into the house,That's when I first seen it...some kinda Devil..straight out of hell,it's eyes glowing at me...it had my boy in it's clawed hands..it was eating him alive."

Another tear slid down Preachers face " I raised my riffle to shoot it..to try to save Corry,but the thing threw my boy at me...I fell back against the wall,next thing I knew..I was on fire too...the thing laughed at me and jumped out of a window..I grabbed Corry..I knew he was dead,but I couldn't let my boy burn up..and I ran outside still burning."

Preacher looked down briefly " I got myself put out and called for Cody...he was gone...I searched until I passed out...but I never saw him again."Preacher looked up at the kid " When I woke up Father Dailey was with me,he'd seen to my loved ones burial...and doctored me up best he could." Preacher pointed at his scared face.

" I lost everything I cared about that night...since then all I want is to find my missing boy...and do the Lords work of sending that evil back to Hell." Preacher said,a look of cold defiance on his face.

"I'll find my boy..sooner or later...and anytime I cross paths with an agent of evil...I'ma send 'em straight to Hell...so help me God I will."Preacher said as the two rode on.


"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.

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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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Chaplain with Hate to Spare






Hmm. I haven't been very dedicated to this RP with only one IC post. I'm still debating whether or not to bother RPing anymore here.. might well just go over to the dark side with a new character.
   
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In the Wasteland

OOC @Alex: now you did a hit and run at Sheriff dunbrown's office, you do know your bounty has gone up quite a bit? and your task (player event) concerning Roy failed?



 
   
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Scrazza wrote:OOC @Alex: now you did a hit and run at Sheriff dunbrown's office, you do know your bounty has gone up quite a bit? and your task (player event) concerning Roy failed?


OOC: Well,considering Preacher and Alex are ridding together,and given Preachers dislike of "people from that side of town",old Roy may still find himself on the receiving end of a bullet.

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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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Arch Magos w/ 4 Meg of RAM






In the Wasteland

OOC: might be, but now there wont be any reward in it for Alex.



 
   
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Massive Knarloc Rider





Exeter

Shaun wandered down the street, stopping only to tip his hat at a corpse that had been hammered to the wall. The dead should be honoured.

He clambered over a nearby fence and wandered over to where he had tethered his horse. Mounting up, Shaun trotted through town, heading towards the road out of town.

"Time to have a change of scenery" he muttered to himself, as his horse began to speed up.

***

The heat of the plains blazed down on him, as he rode towards nothing in particular. Shaun hummed a couple of songs to himself, and even read through an old, and dog eared copy of 'buffalo bill.' However, even Shaun, whom was legendary for his tales, began to get bored. It was no fun telling his stories to himself. He'd been there. Shaun instead began to contemplate the women in town. How long had it been since his last proper accompaniment? Four, maybe five weeks. Not that long in the grand scheme of things, but Shaun had a disposition of getting lonely fast. Eventually, as if from no where, a pair of young ladies appeared from out of the heat waves.

It was as if his thoughts conjured up a pair of young ladies, which led Shaun to the conclusion that they were either not real, or more importantly, they weren't the type of girl he wanted to mix with. I mean, hell, why would there be a pair of companions standing in the middle of a wasteland wearing nothing but undergarments. Shaun knew better. He'd heard stories, in fact he even had one about siren's himself. The two ladies stood nearby, and ran their hands over their bodies.

Succubi.

Shaun rode on, until he heard the enraged screams of demons deceived. Looking back, he saw the pair of ladies had seemed to of ceased to exist. Probably off to prey on another, weaker individuals.

With that Shaun came to a stop, and opened a saddle bag. Inside was a flask of water. He took a deep draught, and scanned the wastes around him for life. In the distance, the massive shape of a huge shaggy Buffalo watched him innocently. Tipping his hat towards the behemoth, shaun rode on. Buffalo were rare nowadays, most of the southern herd had been hunted to extinction and the northern herd was going to find itself suffering in the next few years.


The male buffalo watched him pass out of it's sight before it turned it's massive blood stained maw back to it's meal. A rotting carcass of a young woman was systematically relieved of her flesh by a fanged tongue that lolled from the great beasts jaws.


Things really were getting strange around here.

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