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Post by wolflet59 on May 6, 2006 17:27:49 GMT -5
Once the festivities have died down, people got to catching some zedz, early next morning Lucille kicks the bus up
Wakey Wakey rise and shine
She looks around the crew that will be travelling up to the Ballastor mines - two day's journey up into the mountains.
The whole area had suffered badly from the Ghost Dance - half- a dozen volcanic eruptions tends to do that to an area, even if it is the west coast mountain chain. Blows the frag out of everything, creates multiple hotspots, brings boiling magma to the surface in unexpected places. Wrecks communication lines - it was the end of long track rail networks. Brought up a whole new political system, then the world lost a quater of its population, life got cheap.
On the bright side, mining operations were smashed to buggery, so new stuff sprang up like the early goldrushes - especialluy around these magma intrusions - they forced all sorts of delicios minerals out of the mix to cerate a sort of frosed coating around the edges of these hotspots.. metals and stones, chem deposits and allsorts of other unexpected stuff.
The eruptions were drawn up by magic, magic was released and coalesced - ever thought why most of the para critters are mountain lovers?
She was driving the bus, and needed it protecting. You dont do the wilds without a crew......
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Post by Ron Jeremy on May 6, 2006 17:43:47 GMT -5
Metal sliding can bea heard as Hunter opens the bolt and double checks that there is a bullet in the chamber before slamming the bolt home and putting the safety back on. he also checks his other guns over as they begin their trek. "Welcome to the real time boi''s!" he shouts as he stands up and moves to the front of the bus, and begins to explain all about the area they are going into (what wolf just posted..)
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Post by wolflet59 on May 6, 2006 18:32:04 GMT -5
Hunter knows that it is high mountain - hard to get in and out of. Copter clearings have been made - mainly along the roads as theres little else that can fell these trees apart from big rig-hauled equipment. new virgin forest, crammed with evil squirrells wolves and para critters.
Trucks - mainly logging trucks pass up through the mountain trails. If the trails dont get used, they grow over real quick.. real qiuck. Theres something about hte vegitation that gets it on the move. It is like , because people expect it to do it , it does. Wilderness is , and should be , just that, wilderness. Maybe if folk believed that wolves were soft cuddly cute critters, then they wouldnt be 300 pound sacks of racing teeth. Those who have seen a 300pound wolf galloping down on you should realise that it will smash into you at about 60kph plus a bite attack, which people know that wolves are vicious, comes out at around its strength - and also its charge bonus as a Medium attack. Generally , a wolf should tear out a target's throat - if it can contact...... They do sell leather collars in the tourist shops.. for people , not wolves!
For those in the city, danger is always around the corner, you think you understand it - and a driveby (love 'em!) takes you out! in the wilds, danger takes on almost a reality of its own, generated by the beliefs of what people think about the creatures.
It is fact that wolves for the past fifty years have been growing bigger, bears are fraggin huge! cyotes are cuning to the point of vexation - you cant track them with sattelite.
The wilds are just that, Wild. The acknowleged onset of magic has brought MORE ... moose are about 40 hands - 15 ft to their heads, and more for antlers, racoons will pick your pockets (well so they say), snakes have read your bloggs. Out here, nature has taken a march on what people generally think of them - hey, watch out for rattlesnakes!
It is just as you expect - trids of beautiful creatures being born, savage encounters, wily cunning, massive muscle. You have seen similar in the city, you are not surprised at what the wilds have to offer.....
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Post by Braddoc on May 6, 2006 18:46:42 GMT -5
Four-eyes woke up as Lucille did the wake up call. Mumbling was his answer back followed by a fall down from the bus' bench he was lying on "..Drek, what a nice way to fraggin' wake up....oh hey Lucille, how are 'ya this morning..hey why the sun ain't up?"
After his morning smoke and stretching out his legs, Four-Eyes will sit shotgun, eating one of his ham and cheese sandwich he bought at the diner yesterday, looking at the scenery, which did remind him of his own neck of the city..a barren wasteland of dried up lava, with a few patches here and there going back to the surface, boiling hot.
As Hunter reloaded his weapons and checked them all, four-eyes followed, pulling out his Marshall and flicking the twin cylinder left and right, before holstering it, battling with himself to remain awake.
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Post by ImitationDragon on May 6, 2006 22:06:24 GMT -5
As Nina is walking down the road she notices a bus heading toward her and flags it down as if she is in need of help. As the bus stops (assumeing the bus stops) you notice that she is an albino Orc wearing a long coat and has a shiny silver data jack in her temple, yet she carries no cyberdeck. She looks to be about 15 years old.
OOC: and yes its me PseudoDragon under a different name
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Post by Ron Jeremy on May 10, 2006 1:19:59 GMT -5
Hunter stops his little speech as the bus begins to slow down, and looks out the door as it opens. "What are you doing out here inthe middle of no where?" he asks, not in a scolding voice, but in a questioning one. He turns and looks at lucille, thet look of this isnt normal on his face., its not often that you find someone just walking the roads by thgemselves, especially at such a young age.
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Post by ImitationDragon on May 10, 2006 1:30:57 GMT -5
she looks greatful that the bus stoped and says, "Thank the gods you stoped. Mabie you can help me in telling me where i am, how i can get out of here, and perhaps even give a lift out of here?" As she takes her hat off you notice her hair is bright red, her eyes are pink and that her skin is almost completely white which looks very odd considering that she is an orc.
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Post by Ron Jeremy on May 10, 2006 1:54:03 GMT -5
He lets out a sigh as he turns and looks once again to Lucille. "Well, Its your bus, so I cant tell you what to do, but we cant leave her out here. she wont last long."
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Post by Braddoc on May 12, 2006 17:46:53 GMT -5
Four-Eyes listened to the exchange of words between Hunter and the young orkish girl. "First a Wendigo, now an albino ork...too young too..drek, 'wonder what's gonna pop out in a few days, a dragon maybe heh...that'll be fraggin' funny.." he thought, turning to face Lucille with a small grin "Hunter's right, it's your bus and all, but we can't just let her all alone in here, I'm even surprised she haven't been sliced and diced by th'wolves. 'nother pair of hands could be useful in here..plus, 'pretty sure Fryer's gonna be happy gettin' another decksurfer in here to decktalk or whatever deckers do between them."
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Post by wolflet59 on May 12, 2006 18:31:32 GMT -5
Hop on board mizz - tell us the tale of why youre up here and off the beaten track, and want to get out an away from.....? Were headin up mountain for a day, then back down close to the 90 - might even go South if we got time... see the Magma surfin ...I'm Lucille, I'm a delivery boy, well, gal - heres the crew - Say hello guys!
Lucille revvs the bus up again moving off into the cold light of day.
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Post by ImitationDragon on May 13, 2006 0:34:04 GMT -5
"Thank-you so much im just glad to be away from all those wolfs i think i got one but then they just left. Did you hear all that gunfire earlyer? mabie not, but anyway i was in the area cause i heard that there were orcs up here and i got lost. i just kind of a drifter no real home to speak of, my parents were killed cause she gave birth to...well me an albino orc my parents were both human or so i was told by the Arapaho Indian Chief that found me crying on the side of the road, i was only a few months old." She climbs onto the bus as the doors close behind her and finds an empty seat, then takes off her hat, sunglasses, scarf and opens her jacket to reveal tattered clothing.
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Post by Braddoc on May 13, 2006 0:53:23 GMT -5
Four-Eyes listens to what the young ork was talking about.. he turned around spotting her clothing. "That's no good. And the worse part is, you didn't even had breakfast I bet? Good thing we can solve this problem." He reached into a pocket, and took out a ration bar. "Everything you need and the feeling of eating alot."He then handed it to the ork. "So, what's you name again, I wasn't paying attention back there."
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Post by ImitationDragon on May 13, 2006 9:41:50 GMT -5
she sheepishly takes the bar, "My name is Nina, some call me a wonder woman cause i can surf the matrix without a cyberdeck." she opens the bar and starts to eat it almost as if savoring it, then puts the empty wrapper in her pocket.
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Post by wolflet59 on May 13, 2006 16:14:59 GMT -5
have a seat chick - good patter there - you NAN adoted ?
The doors close with a hiss..
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Post by ImitationDragon on May 13, 2006 21:30:06 GMT -5
with a general shrug of her shoulders and a look of confusion, "I think so, but im not sure. We mainly talked about my skills and how to develop them, my skills and what i am are called Otaku by some." she then sinks into her seat, getting comfortable.
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