Act 1Edit

Brengarrett21:57, 21 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren took the injured raider into the Base while Eliz went to wake up their medic Paul Bren: You're gonna be alright hang tight

Fniff1 00:08, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan was going outside megaton when he saw a squad that went under the crusades flag. "It is Dejan Mailk! Friend of ghouls and super mutants! Kill him!" Dejan ran inside the gates.

--Cerebral plague 00:42, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

Cerebral Jack was waiting inside his room he was renting in Megaton. All of a sudden, his pip boy radio started up. A low voice came on with instructions. " Hello jack, it seem's that our client want's you to stop a large amount of Crusade Soldiers enetering The DC area. I suggest you start with the men rushing into megaton. Oh, and he is willing to give us 50,000 caps if you kill over 350 of the crusade soldiers in the area.

Brengarrett 01:02, 22 March 2009 (UTC) The raider coughes up some blood as Paul is trying to help him

RaideR: It's over for me, I'm friends ofMaria, the Crusade is coming, you have to stop them

He stops breathing and Paul closes his eyes

Bren: Where is Dejan?

A quick screen wipe and Bren is wearing a Regulator coat over his Recon Armer and he loads his Rifle

Bren: I want Eliz, Sam, Paul, with me, Timmy I need you to find some Ghouls willing to help us, try the underworld, JAson I need you to use the Radio to call for some people to help, I knwo the BoS will be trying to stop them, but we have to do what we can, the Rest of you stay here for further instruction

Bren id the orders quickly and him and his team begin running to Megaton

--Cerebral plague 01:11, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Jack grabs his Chinese assault rifle as he rushes to the roof of place he is staying in. As soon as he arrives he notices the Crusades entering the gate and fires off 2 clips, killing 15 of them easily. As he reloads however he is spotted and immediately the crusade jumps for cover as he rains down on them with his rifle. Within a minute there are only 5 left, two running away from the battle. "Only three left, I have a full clip, let's see how long it takes for them to run away"

Brengarrett01:14, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

He didn't have to wait, Sam fired a Missle at the Crusade members and they didn't what hit them, When Jack turns to see who did it, he See's Bren hiolding a Flag of the Claw's Symbol

Bren: The Claws Are here

Everyone cheers

--Cerebral plague 01:25, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Who the fuck are the claws? And why the hell did you steal my kill? Jack says, and notices that everyone is staring at him.

Brengarrett01:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

A man taps JAck's shoulder

Man: They are the MErcs in this area, they have been helping us for so long, the Leader, I heard has slew 1000 Deathclaws (justa Rumer it was only 142 Deathclaws at bren's count)

Bren and the party walk into Megaton where they are greeted by some happy wastelanders

Bren: Everyone, the Army of the Crusade is coming, they hunt for ghouls, and Super Mutants

Random Guy: Let them do it, they are freaks anyway

Bren: No, they are different from us, but they are just like us, Listen I know you don't care for those who are mutated but the Crusade are going to take over the Area, and kill us, I seen what they did to people in New York, they are ruthless, and like the Enclave, we have to stand togtaher

Jericho he Raider walks down

Jericho: Kid you remind me of that 101 Kid, honestly you got my vote, alright I will go see if I can't get some of my old Raider pals to help us, so where should we meet?

Bren: I would say the Grey Ditch Area, everyone find a weapon, get help, and remmeber don't shoot any Ghouls because they are gonna be helping us

--Cerebral plague 01:57, 22 March 2009 (UTC) "OK now, you can do that, and I'll go over to where there headed and slaughter half of them. I might run out of ammo after 400 kills though, so you going to half to take the rest of them out" Jack says as he walks out.

Brengarrett 02:01, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Bren grabs Jack

"Don't be stupid, they have numbers, no matter the skill you will get killed, wait for our army to form before getting me I know, I got the scar on my back to prove it" Bren says with much serious in his tone "So are you gonna leave and get killed? I can get you agoodplot near the Statue of Operation Anchorage"

--Cerebral plague 02:08, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Yes I am, and I know where to set up a trap for the crusade, as those dumb bastards march in a single file line. Now the trap will kill about 100 of them, and I can kill the other 300 with my M79 grenade launcher. So, I guess you can ready up your spot. Now make sure to make a army though, theirs bound to be at least another march, and at least 20 survivors from my attack.

KuHB1aM02:13, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

I want to make a notion to Cerebral. Your character is a Mary Sue, if you say 400 kills and can slaughter an entire army of professional soldiers. Do so, and the Crusade, my men, will withdraw from this RP entirely. You can kill some of them of course; But 400, 300, or even 200 killed by you alone is out of the question. Manhandle my characters in every post, and it will ruin this.

The VTOl landed, Airborne Sergeant Mendez stepping off the whirlybird. He'd heard of this fucking "Cerebral Jack." The bastard had caught an entire squad in their sleep and killed the whole lot of em'. Of course, it wasn't airborne, so Mendez could really give a shit. He'd seen more action than that freak had seen in an entire lifetime. As more VTOLs landed, the airborne already on the ground joined the new forces at the fortified base camp, miles away from Jerusalem, and other friendly forces, Mendez noted the many airborne executing newly arriving prisoners, many of them raiders who had been caught trying to fight off patrols. Mendez couldn't really give a shit for them either, since they weren't airborne. Yawning, Mendez signaled for his squad to follow him, and headed for the barracks.

Brengarrett 02:16, 22 March 2009 (UTC) (I mentaiond he will fail the trap, kill 100 at most) Bren is silent and he pulls out a smoke grenade

"Here, take this, in case your plan fails, and may what ever god you worship protect you" Bren says handing him the grenade

"EVERYONE ELSE PREPARE FOR BATTLE WE WILL MEET AT THE GREYDITCH AREA" Bren shotus to everyone and everyone is ready for combat

"This is gonna be hell, I hope we can sum out a good force to take them down" Bren Thinks as He walks back to his Base to prepare for the Battle

Sam: Uh Bren

Bren: Yeah?

Sam: I been working on some reobots to help us fight

Bren: Get them up and running and make sure they have the abilty to detenate when destroyed

Sam: I can do that but why?

Bren: The crusade will fighting us from up close, I seen what they can do, and they don't die quickly, that mans plan will fail, he will most likly take out 100 a most, thats why I gave him the grenade to get out of there

Sam: I see....

Bren: This may be my last battle I can feel it

Sam: sir I-

Bren: I'm not gonna die that easily, I got a score to settle with some people, including one certain Crusade member

Bren and his group make it to the Super Duper Mart and they prepare to fight, Jason in fact found a Fatman and some nukes to go with them and he looks please

Jason: Time to show what us freaks can do

Bren: Wow

--Cerebral plague 02:23, 22 March 2009 (UTC) (I was planning on only like 40 coming because he misheard the directions, and he would end up running frantically across the map and you didn't hear of me, the "manager:" my guy work for works hard to keep me secret)He reached the house where he set up the ambush across the road, inside where about 30 powered armored men dressed up like the enclave. They were waiting for the orders to slaughter the crusade with the missile launchers and gattling guns. He set up mini-nukes across the road that would kill one hundred of them.

(Sorry G2g, so just make bren good at leading, other then that have fun, just don't start the big fighting till i'm on, night, oh and I have idea when I will be on Tommorow, I am getting Pokemon Platuinm)Brengarrett 02:25, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

KuHB1aM02:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

That's still bullshit. A trained army would never walk in a straight line and allow themselves to be mowed down. Rather, they would conduct recon, send in airsupport, and then follow up with waves of friendly infantry. And no, you do not have a nuke. Look at the Nuke RP. If everyone is fighting for that single nuke, why should you have a nuke? And how do you even know how to set one up? I may seem harsh, but this sounds completely unrealistic.

Mendez walked down the road, his squad following him closely. He was the only airborne squad out here. There about a hundred fifty men, the majority of them care-free and talking. And they were all not airborne. To think Taggart would allow for a tiny strike force out of the hundreds of men at base camp to be cmprised of only Mendez's veteran unit and a hundred-forty fresh recruits clad in combat armor to assault the enemy position was outrageous. Was Taggart just trying to probe them? Whatever. It didn't matter. By the end of the day, Mendez and his men would be the only ones to walk out of this massacre waiting to happen.

//-- Teh Krush02:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC)// If this "Sam" character your using just happens to be Samantha Vain, I'll gut 'ya.
--Cerebral plague02:37, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

(There mini nukes? put one in the road next to a mine, shoot mine, nuke blows up and sets off the other one, The main thought i had was that he was going to mishear information and the straight line thing he just added in there to stop Bren from stopping him also, I would think they may be a group that would attack from behind)

//-- Teh Krush02:43, 22 March 2009 (UTC)// Time for a Vain to deliver more kickass to the Crusade, this time in the form of Micheal!

Micheal Vain was sitting with Bren and the rest of the Claws, he still hasn't gotten his well deserved action and is still waiting for it, "Soo, when is this battle going to begin..?" he said, holding his Infiltrator up high, "I brought a new toy I found on my travels," he said and held up a small sawed-off Paulsen Triple-Barreled Shotgun.


Conor Strauss was making his way towards the main D.C. area as fast as his legs and Power Armor would carry him after hearing an announcement on GNR about the enroaching Crusade forces. So the big, bad US Army remnant was rolling on in to do some occupation and extermination. Like hell he was going to let that happen. Worthington hovered behind him, running a quick self-diagnostic on his chassis as he'd ordered him to. "Weapons systems functioning at seventy-nine percent efficiency, Master." The Mr. Handy unit chimed as they moved. Seventy-nine percent would have to do for Worth. He didn't have the luxury of having a computer program check over his own equipment, and he could only hope it would last him through the fighting.

Eventually he came towards the Super-Duper Mart, and to his surprise, the mutilated corpses hanging on meathooks were nowhere in sight. Gone was the usual crowd of Raiders hanging outside the doors, but instead there was a group of odd individuals out front. It seemed that D.C.'s favourite grocery outlet (or whatever that old Pre-War poster said it was) was under new management. His curiousity momentarilly getting the better of him, he decided to stop his journey for a bit and approach.

"Hey!" He called out as he walked towards them slowly, holding his hands in the air with his palms open to signify he meant no harm. "You guys hear about the Crusade attack?" He asked after grabbing the rag-tag group's attention.

{{Vegas adict 07:39, 22 March 2009 (UTC) enter the EMAA}}

Steven Philips looked up from the top hatch of his opressor.up ahead a group of people were hanging around the super duper mart he climbed out "hey you lot what are you doing heer"

Fniff1 10:53, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan decided to stay behind and kill the rest of the crusade when they came. He and Lucas Simmons prepared for the fight. "You know,Loner. Thanks for protecting megaton like this.Guess the loner wanderer will have a friend up in heaven sooner or later" Lucas said. "Thanks Lucas. It will be later,Sad to say" He heard a cry of "IT'S THEM!THERE HERE!"

--Cerebral plague 11:58, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was pissed off. He had just slaughtered 24 crusade soldiers. He either misheard information, or they changed their plans. he ordered the men with him to take off their power helmets rush to the super duper mart and help Bren. He would have to set up a new trap, he may be to late.

Run4urLife!12:58, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob Vaughton lumbered along, mangled bodies trailing in his wake. The tight confines of the sewer waystation rendered the Crusade's superior numbers useless. They were no match for him in these narrow hallways. Another one stepped around a corner, and wound up on the business end of a torque punch (its that sort of downward diagonal punch with all of his weight behind it to break the target's neck, he used it on the Crusade at Faifax). His lifeless body hit the far wall with a hollow "bong" sound. Jacob was never happier to have modified those A&E gloves into his "steel knuckles".

He had reached his target. The area fuseboard. He attached a grenade on a crude fuse, stuffing it into a cracked jar to keep the safety locked until it finally shattered the jar. Two minutes later, the grenade went off, plunging the waystation into total darkness. Then, by torchlight, Jacob found the main control room. The two men inside were dead before they could turn. Being sappers, they had no power armor, only radsuits. The knife did its work well.

Jacob sat down at the main terminal. Still working, the controls worked off separate generators to keep sanitary problems to a minimum in the event of conventional bombings on the area. Jacob hacked the methane sumps, eventually forcing a shunt between their holding tanks and the ventilation system. He was long gone before the Crusade found the damaged fuseboard and began repairs. Only one of them noticed the methane indicator on his power armor. Too late, the sapper had already sparked up a soddering iron. Fire tore through the tunnels. Jacob smiled as flames erupted from the sewage grating behind him. Job done. One Crusade cell less to worry about. Now, time for a temporary reconciliation with the Claws. Petty differences would be overcome for the greater good. That and he wanted to give Bren the benefit of the doubt. Against all odds, he still liked the kid.

--Cerebral plague 13:30, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Jack was running, he only could grab one mini nuke without setting them all off. He found the most probable road for the crusade to travel along, and planted it there. There was no cover around so he had to settle for planting a frag mine next to it. When someone walked by, the mine would go off and set the nuke off too. He thought he heard a boom in the distance. "Probably just my imagination, not important anyway"

Run4urLife!13:46, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob was nearing the Super Duper Mart, now better known as Claws HQ. He wasn't expecting a warm reception, but at the same time, he wasn't expecting someone to take a shot at him from the roof. He rolled to cover, and slid down the hill on his back, keeping the nearby ruins between himself and the sniper. Within a minute, he was sidling around the building, toward the doors. Eliz delivered a kick as he came into view. Rather than countering, he just blocked and blocked, finally pinning all of Eliz' limbs in a contortionist hold.

"Bren, I call a temporary ceasefire. I'll listen to your reasons for siding with raiders, and decide whether or not to kill you sometime later. The Crusade are moving some major firepower into the area. Much as it makes my skin crawl, we need to co-operate." Jacob said, before letting Eliz go as a gesture of goodwill. She wasn't his judge. He wouldn't fight her. Not now anyway.

On the way to Greyditch, Jacob explained the sewer waystation incident, over 50 soldiers killed in the fire, provided they hadn't managed to seal a bulkhead before the flames got to them. Then he explained how that was a scratch in the paintwork of the larger force moving on DC. No one was looking forward to this. Except Jacob. They weren't his usual target, but after Fairfax and Germantown, Jacob had fostered a very particular resentment for the Crusade. Contempt.

Fniff1 14:09, 22 March 2009 (UTC)

Eliz knew it had to be done,Now or never. She took out a lead pipe. She jumped and thought she landed on Jacob. She lashed out on the forehead of Jacob,Then she started to bite out the eyes. Then she stabbed Jacob in the heart and ripped out his spine. She then realized that she was lashing out on a wastelander. She ran off.

Run4urLife!14:51, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Bren, put her on a leash." Jacob said. Bren didn't look amused. Clearly he thought Jacob had been joking.

They were approaching Greyditch, the burned-out houses looming up from the ground. This place wasn't nearly as defensible as Fairfax, and the concrete all around prevented trenchworks being built. This was looking like more like a last stand than a standoff.

He looked around. He wanted snipers in those buildings, but he knew Bren wouldn't listen to his advice no matter how good it was. There should be mines on the approaches, especially near the ruined bus. Its reactor was still intact, that would make a nice lot of fireworks.

Vegas adict15:02, 22 March 2009 (UTC) i just want to make this clear the andrew im using heer is the one from new york not the guy who chased jacob before 

Andrew ran up behind the ragtag group it looked like vaughton and the claws had got into a war with the crusade."vaughton,Tenkage its me andrew from the LVBOS were heer to fight the crusade."

KuHB1aM15:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

Airborne Sergeant Theo continued his trek. That ambush had killed far less of those recruits than Theo had expected. Of course, they still weren't airborne. Nope, they wouldn'y last past tomorrow. Theo cocked his G36C, and loaded his Desert Eagle, the .357 clip sliding into place. Another airborne motioned for Theo to stop and enter one of the briefing tents. Inside, a Captain could be seen briefing the various NCOs. "Good morning, gentlemen. We've got quite the job ahead of us. So far, there are about 500 of us at this camp. HighCom plans to send us about 200 more, in the form of our own, the airborne. In total, that would be 250 airborne, since there's only 50 of us, and the remainder being those recruits and some other standard crusade soldiers with actual combat expierience. HighCom is already withdrawing the recruits as we speak, since they're re-thinking strategy. Now for the actual briefing. You men will be leading your various squads in the form of 5 platoons, and will assault an old pre-war building called the Super-Duper Mart. We have reason to believe that there are several Priority One and Priority Two targets in that building. You will descend from above, neutralize hostiles, and prepare the captured for transport. There are scattered reports of organized wasteland aand brotherhood units in that area. Weapons free; we only want the high profile targets. Dismissed." The Captain said. Hmm. Maybe Theo would find someone worth fighting at this place. After all, he was a fuckin' airborne. What could possibly go wrong?

{{rptFniff1 16:04, 22 March 2009 (UTC)}}

Megaton was trying to hold off the onslaught of the crusade but there was too many of them. They were running low on ammo. Finally, A man came up and said 'There isn't any ammo left. We're running low on bottles to use as Molotov Cocktails too." The man said. Dejan sighed. "I never thought I had to use these...But..Sigh" He went to the wall and threw the smoke grenades outside. Bren hopefully will come.

--Cerebral plague 23:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) Jack was running to a crusade camp. He had just found a man taking a smoke out away from the base. He had interrogated him before slitting his throat. He was now wearing his armor and trying to get to the camp. He wouldn't plant a bomb, no, He would just walk around and unloosen a few screws, steal some ammo. He also planned on stealing a radio to hear crusade communications. Anyway, he activated a stealth boy and sneaked in. He was there for a few minutes before he noticed some attack plans. He made a few small changes, and went on his merry way. He was there and gone before they noticed it.

KuHB1aM15:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Hey Theo!" The same captain who briefed him called him back over. "What's the matter, John?" Theo called back. "Something's strange. I could've sworn I saw something come around behind you and walk away, like somebody in a stealth boy. No matter. What's really strange is I'm missing a radio, and our attack plans are calling for us to attack Jerusalem. Call me crazy, but that's bullshit! Why would we attack our own home base?" John said. Theo was struck dumb. What in the world?

--Cerebral plague 01:01, 23 March 2009 (UTC)(I didn't mean it like that, small changes. I didn't except him to take it off someone.)

KuHB1aM15:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

"It also says the following." John read out loud, with Theo listening. "It has "Attack the Super-Duper Mart" section crossed out, and instead it says "Shoot each other espcially yo momma." John said. "It also says to equip our men with toys instead of real guns. What the hell is up with HighCom?"

KuHB1aM15:31, 22 March 2009 (UTC) 

"It's even got our rosters messes up. Instead of 1st Brigade, we've got "Assholes." John said. "Instead of Airborne, it says "Cocky Assholes." John finished. "With our officers, it says "Jacks' bitches." John stopped there. Theo was stumped. "What the fuck?" Theo exclaimed.

--Cerebral plague 01:12, 23 March 2009 (UTC)(SMALL CHANGES, not that, I mean attack from a different side, take the route where I planted the mini nuke etc.)

//-- Teh Krush01:14, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// It's funny though lol, I'ma control the Crusade for a second here.

"Oh and, half our ammo has been replaced with.. paint balls?" John finished.

--Cerebral plague 01:17, 23 March 2009 (UTC)(well fuck, my character would do that)

KuHB1aM01:17, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Theo raised an eyebrow. "Fuckin' spies." Theo said. John raised his own eyebrows. "I don't think this is the work of spies, Sergeant." John said. "Follow your orders. I'll get those toy shipments in as soon as possible, aswell as our paintballs. Remind me to get our ranks changed. I don't like the title of Jack's Bitch John, but it's on the roster." Theo's jaw dropped. "Sir.. with all due respect... your a dipshit." Theo said. John raised his eyebrow again. "Did I hear that correctly, Theo?" John said. Theo nodded.

//-- Teh Krush01:22, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"And our remaining radios are playing a repeat message, it's 'OBEY JACK?', just who is Jack?" John said.

KuHB1aM01:26, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

going offline

"Dammit!" Theo yelled. How bad had that guy screwed everything up? John just looked at him. "What's the matter?" John asked. Theo slammed his fist into a wall. "Son of a bitch!" Theo roared. John raised another eyebrow. "Sweet jesus!" Theo cried out loud, his voice carrying. John remained ever ignorant.

//-- Teh Krush01:30, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"What's taking this so long..?" Micheal thought, he was waiting to mow down some Crusaders, but they still hadn't arrived after one hour.

Brengarrett 01:34, 23 March 2009 (UTC) Bren noticed the smoke grenade in the distance

"Son of a bitch, GUYS MOVE BACK MEGAtON IS IN TROUBLE!" Bren shouts and the Claws, Plus Jacob begin running to the Site

"I hope Tim found some Ghouls willing to fight with us,because the DC doesn't have the might to take on the Crusadem, and I hope the BoS come as well, we need help"

(BTW has the Outcats left Independence? I was thinking of moving the base there, heh heh)

//-- Teh Krush01:35, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// They blew the base up on their way out.

--Cerebral plague 01:36, 23 March 2009 (UTC)(Teh krush is right)

Well, he had just probably fucked up the crusades plans. As he was walking away, thinking that his day was accomplished, he realized that he still hadn't killed all those crusade soldiers. He then proceeded that it would be easier to just lie and say he did it. I mean, Bren and his followers would probably kill more then that, and he would help with a bullet or two.

//-- Teh Krush01:37, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// How would you know? I'm the one that did it.

Brengarrett 01:39, 23 March 2009 (UTC) (Oh thanks anyway for telling, I mean the MArt is getting crowded)

Bren soon came to Megaton where the Crusade is around and they are besieging th place

"CHARGE!" Bren shouts as Jason sends a Mini Nuke at them (he only has 3 more after this)

--Cerebral plague 01:55, 23 March 2009 (UTC) (he didn't blow it up, but the outcasts still use I mean, and why not go for rockopolis?)

//-- Teh Krush01:58, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Nono, your completely wrong, in OUR FANON, in the year 2278 the Outcasts had a major battle in Fairfax which led them to leave back to Lost Hills, in which they blew up Fort Independence. Read Forum: Outcasts (Page Six), and don't join in.

Brengarrett 14:18, 23 March 2009 (UTC) The crusade Soliders didn't know what hit them as the nukke destroyed about a 3rd of them

Bren: alright take them down

Bren fires a shot taking out another and Jacob begins to mow them down too

Sam: alirght this is too easy, I got a bad feeling about this

Maria shot a Crusade solider with her pistol: Yeah how so?

Bren: He is right, they wouldn't curl up and die, it must be a trap

At that moment some Soliders get up from behind them and arm their guns at the Claw's back

solider: Hands up, or you die

Bren: Jacob...lets give them the answer

Run4urLife!15:17, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Yup, whole place went up in smoke. Jacob was there to watch the fireworks. Before any of that happened, Bren ran off to New York and blew up mah Safehouse O_o

Jacob smiled his murderous smile, and spun back, kicking into the first soldier's groin, shattering his pelvis. He groaned and fell. Jacob stamped down on the back of his neck, snapping his cervical spine. He slammed the ridge of his hand into the unprotected throat of the next one. The Crusader wheezed and fell. Jacob ducked, bullets whipping above him. He disarmed the shooter, and beat him to death with his own G36C.

Ah shit. I'm not with the Outcasts this time! Jacob realised, as he turned and saw Bren and the Claws barely moving on to their second man. Without looking, he sprayed another soldier in the chest, emptying his comrade's G36C's clip into his chest, the recoil dragging Jacob's arm up so that the last three shots caught the unfortunate man's head.

Jacob turned back to help out with the Claw's problems, breaking a man's neck with an overzealous Rabbit Punch as he was about to overpower Maria. Should have left him to it Jacob thought as he saw who he had just saved.

Fniff1 15:22, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

The survivors of the attack ran over. "Oh thank god! 20 minutes and we would have died!We have you to thank." Moria Brown said. Then Gob came over and gave Bren a nuka cola. "On the house." He said quietly.

Brengarrett 17:00, 23 March 2009 (UTC) "thanks god" Bren says drinking it

"So where is Dejan? I saw his signal, is everyone ok?" Bren sahys

Maria and Sam were looting the dead bodys for anything important (Plans for attacks, messages, ect)

Fniff1 17:04, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan ran over and said "Timmy did a broadcast. Underworld is under attack. Timmy's escorting the survivors to SDM.The Crusade knows we don't hate ghouls."

Brengarrett 17:08, 23 March 2009 (UTC) "Damn it, we don't have enough time to get time there" bren says

"We don't have enough troops to win this war": Bren says sadly then a boradcast goes on his com

Jason o nthe Com: I did what you said, and the super Mutants have agreeded to help us for this War, in exchange for people top stay out of their Terrirtory and the Brother hood of Steel, to leave the Washinton Area (Not too far fetched, Jason is a Mutant and they would listen to one of their kind right?)

Bren sighs as he replys

Bren: Alright Jason, tell them we agree to the terms and have them head tothe underworld, and also any humans they kill there, they can do what they want, but avoid the Brotherhood, we have yet to work out an agreement

Jason: Got it Sir

The com link ends

"this is bad, the Crusade have the number and the plans, all we are are wastelanders trying to stick togather, and they know the right places to hitr too, I'm just glad we have allies" Bren says "Also have you set up a link to Lyon?" Bren asks Dejan

Run4urLife!17:12, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Gents, use the Rpt

Jacob looked around the battlefield. Not even three dozen Crusade soldiers, and the Claws were already struggling. Where was Raikov and his freaks when they'd actually come in handy?

Jacob looked over to Jericho. He'd already tried to kill the ex-Raider before. He could do it now. There weren't a dozen people within easy reach this time. He heard Dejan mention something about nderworld. He knew that the Ghoul city wouldn't fall, but accoriding to the Loner, some survivors were headed to the Claws HQ. They wouldn't survive the day unless they could hide. And in the Mall, there was no way to hide, with the Mutants, Talon Company Mercs, Brotherhood and now the Crusade.

This was not looking good at all.

Fniff1 17:14, 23 March 2009 (UTC) "Got it." He set it up. He said into the mike "The crusade has invaded the area."

Brengarrett17:18, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren walked to Jacob

"this is bad eh Jacob, but at elast different groups are working togather, my friend JAson got help fro mthe super Mutants and they will be a big help" Bren says with some optimism

He then sits down ona rock and wipes his borw, he killed plenty of people but he was tired, he hasn't slept for about a day and it was starting to catch up with im

"We need a plan" Bren says ti himself

Fniff1 17:23, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

"How about we make a stand? Every person grabs a gun and waits at greyditch with us? It's our only hope" Dejan said.

Run4urLife!17:24, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// No, ok, just no. The Brotherhood doesn't work with locals. They help them by killing the Mutants. Yes, the PC in FO3 did a lot of favours for them, but they don't employ locals. Try harder if you want to bring the BoS

Jacob walked up to Bren. He knew that they needed to work together, but neither of them liked it. Apparently, Bren had manned up a little, deciding to go full out on a fight. He was going to be an interesting, if not very challenging, kill.

"We're going to need some serious firepower. I've changed the codes on my Safehouses, so you'll have to find your own. I don't expect you to take my advice, but you need to be a lot more cunning. Run into another gunfight like we just did, and even I'll have trouble getting out alive." Jacob said.

Bren looked at him. He hated the idea of taking Jacob's idea, but he was right. Running in all guns blazing like that, they might as well lie down and zip up the body bag themselves.

Brengarrett17:27, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"An attack on the command would be the best option, it could take out com between Crusade teams, as well as give us an advantage, but the risks would be pretty high, a stand would also be as risky but we might stand a chance....damn it Jacob what do you suggest?" Bren asks

Run4urLife!17:33, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I suggest you stop making suicide plans like attacking the Crusade's High Command. We wouldn't get within half a mile of Jerusalem. I may be a Warrior Weapon, but you lot sure as hell aren't." Jacob said, a flash of anger coming into his tone of voice.

He was ready to storm off and leave Bren to his fate. It was infuriating having to work with a Raider sympathiser, never mind one that couldn't make a coherent battle plan. He isn't a leader, he's a fuckin manager. Jacob thought. This was going from bad to worse.

Fniff1 17:35, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

"You know,We could just scare them off." Dejan said.

Brengarrett17:38, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren anger flashes and he Grabs JAcob's arm and holds it tight

"uisten, I may not know what the hell happened to your life, but here at least I'm trying to defend my home, what are you doing?" Bren nsays this with so much malace, that Jacob is starting to a feel a slight chill in his spine (only slight, he still could kick my ass) "i know I'm ntoa leader but at least can I fight like one, you can follow me and help my cause, or you can leave me to my fate, it is your choice Jacob, and I won't judge you by it" With that he lets go

Run4urLife!17:41, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Making Jacob afraid is like pushing a pull door. Just doesn't work

Jacob floored Bren, setting off yet another Mexican standoff, as people instinctively pulled a gun on the nearest person.

"Try me, Bren, you're welcome to step up." Jacob said. Not anger, not hate, just an open invitation.

"And you Dejan, maybe we can scare the Crusade off. And maybe I'll be the queen of all England and wear a sparkly crown. Grow yourself a brain, or do us all a favour and go back to being a lone wanderer." Jacob yelled at Dejan.

Brengarrett17:45, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Jacob..." ren says but then he feels Jacob letting him go

"Alright, here is what I'm going to do, Dejan, Eliz, Maria, Sam, Pual, and Me will head to the base of the Crusade, we will kil lthe leader disrupt the com and take them down from the inside" Bren says "Don't try and stop me Jacob, and also I give you command of the the defense I need somthing that will distract them klong enough form us to pull through with the plan" Bren says top hi

(and this is the mission where Bren gets hurt, badly)

"Jacob.You are a F*cking twat. Yes, I know Bren is being stupid but have you ever thought about your plan? You think your the chosen one, The vault dweller and the lone wanderer. You know what I think? I think you a stupid planner,a stupid thinker and a stupid piece of crap." Dejan said.

Run4urLife!17:53, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// No, just flat out no. Attacking Jerusalem will get that group killed, not hurt. Thats ridiculous, not dramatic, ridiculous

Jacob felt like thumping Bren at that. He wasn't being a leader, he was being an idiot. He was going to get those people killed. Not that the raider would be a loss, but whatever. Jacob was getting very pissed off with Bren and his conceited sense of self-sacrifice. He was acting as if he wanted to die.

Jacob just turned away, without a word. Everyone wanted a leader right now, and if it had to be Jacob, then so be it.


"Jacob.You are a F*cking twat. Yes, I know Bren is being stupid but have you ever thought about your plan? You think your the chosen one, The vault dweller and the lone wanderer. You know what I think? I think you a stupid planner,a stupid thinker and a stupid piece of crap." Dejan said.

--Cerebral plague 18:10, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was annoyed. He was running all over the place looking for the crusade. He met several scouting parties so far, all of which he had killed. It seemed that they were sending out rookies. One group was quite well trained how ever, they were fighting a large group of super mutants, however after helping the super mutants, he was shot in the chest by those ungrateful bastards. He ran far away enough that they couldn't see him, and proceeded to jam a stimpack into himself. His armor has absorbed the shot, but his chest still hurt like hell. He then noticed a large group of crusade soldiers was heading towards him and that he right next to the road where he planted the mini nuke.

Run4urLife!18:11, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I'm just a man with a gun and some drive. Never said I was anything otherwise. You're not my judge. Run your mouth all you want, but I don't see you stepping up either. All I see you doing is following Bren like a damn sheep because you've got no initiative of your own." Jacob said calmly.

People seemed to be gathering to Jacob for some reason. He wasn't being antagonistic. That was all. People wanted to side with someone who could protect them. Bren could try his crazy mission, but the Crusade had one of the best set ups around Jerusalem that Jacob had ever seen. It took him five days of crawling on his belly, only moving when the wind shifted the sparse fauna around the base, just to get withing telescope range of the walls. This lot wouldn't make it within sniping range.

"As for my plan, I was going to move people to the DC ruins. Maybe try a little guerrilla warfare. The one thing a conventional army can't beat, if I'm not mistaken. And I'd train these people better than you would, could or wish you could. Why? Because I'm better than you." Jacob said, leaning right into Dejan's face as he said that. Dejan went for the headbutt, but Jacob just lowered his head and let Dejan smash his face into the top of Jacob's head. "Nice try, peon, now go follow your manager on his suicide run."

Brengarrett18:26, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 
(When I say command I mean field commander of this confilct, of course I ain't going for the Crusade EHQ, I mean the field post)

"Everyone, if you don't want top folow me, then don;'t I will do this myself but I will understand if you don't want to help" Bren says "As for my plan, we are attacking the field Base, the comander of this war"

Run4urLife!18:34, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Still a suicide run. We don't have a Ghoul that can perform the Howl, so we don't have the numbers to get your assault party through

"And Moore'll just send another one, and give him better bodyguards. Or worse, he could send that degenerate Thomas. That nutcase'd just bomb us till we could sing through our asses." Jacob said. He could see the surrounding people losing morale, with the way he was kicking Mirelurk-sized holes in Bren's plans.

Jacob started looking around for the nearest cover for these people.

"Head for Springvale School. I cleared out the raiders about a week ago, the place should still be empty." Jacob said to Simms.

Brengarrett18:37, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren loaded u phis rifle and his team began marching to the ruins of an old fort just abouta mile east out of the DC area, Bren and his team where --

"glad to see I have followers" Bren says tom himself as Eliz, Dejan , Maria, Sam, and Paul begin marching wiot hhi, but then he stops and turns back

"Jacob you're right, It is a fool hardy plan, so got a better one?" Bren asks, after he relizes how stuupid he was

Cerebral plague 18:39, 23 March 2009 (UTC)(come on dude, you can't take out 150 people with 8 men)(I'm fixing it)

Run4urLife!18:46, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Thats why I said it was less than three dozen. You're retconning something I already retconned. And aren't you the guy who has a mission to kill a five figure number of Crusaders? (I know there's a specific number, but I'm not checking, because my PC will take an age to load). How do you spell hypocrisy?
Vegas adict18:48, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// could i have brought jackal along for the ride?

"Tell ya what we could do ever hered a ghoul called jackal came up with the best plan i ever saw involved leting ferals into the town and my strike group killing the rest" andrew sighed he missed the irishman's combat skill but still vaughton was heer and he could be usefull.

Brengarrett18:50, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Jackal?" I heard of him, safe my ass in New york, good guy, if you like Irish men who wouldn't think twice of gutting you like a M<uirluik

Run4urLife!18:55, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// No

"Yea, I met him. He's a lunatic." Jacob said. That Ghoul was a nut. As bad as Roy Phillips, but without the rampant racism against humans.

Jacob looked at the assembled group. The LVBoS? What the hell were they doing here? Not the time for questions.

"Andrews, start moving your men towards Greyditch. If we have to, we can evac into the DC ruins. Its no Fairfax, but it'll have to do" Jacob said. He ignored the annoyed look from the Paladin. Clearly this man didn't like taking orders from "locals". Jacob left for that safehouse. He'd be back to help once he had sorted out what sort of weapon to bring.

Brengarrett18:57, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren and the claws begin marching to grey Ditch to set up a base and Bren and Eliz are talking

Bren: Scared?

Run4urLife!19:03, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Three hours later

Jacob sat in the beached submarine. This thing had served as an admirable, if difficult to maintain, safehouse. Now, it was the proving ground for the MR-5 armor Sam Vain had left for him. Not quite MR-6, but good stuff nonetheless. He wasn't quite up to battle-use standards with it, and he needed to get back to Greyditch, before Bren ran off on some other hairbrained scheme.

He grabbed a Saiga 12 shotgun on the way out. A shotgun would be more useful in dense terrain, even though one of his M72's was in easy reach. He had one of those in a Drop Point near Marigold Station anyway.

Brengarrett19:09, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 
(ok Conversation with Eliz and bren will happen at the makeshift basE)

At Greyditch Bren has set up refuge at a building, scorch marks on the walls too

"Now we wait for the toehrs to arrive" Bren says

"so Eliz, scared?" He asks

--Cerebral plague 19:12, 23 March 2009 (UTC) Jack was running as fast as he could. Fifty crusade members were chasing him, shooting off at him. He got shot in the ass twice and once in the back of his chest. He was hoping his armor had stopped the shot from getting too deep. He was faster then the crusade members, but they were shooting at him. He was at least a hundred feet away when he heard the mini nuke he planted next to the mine hours earlier had exploded as he immediately fell to the floor and covered him self from any debris flying at him. A part of a gun from what used to be the crusade flew at him as he ducked however, knocking him out.

Vegas adict19:13, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// :(

Andrews sat down with a cigaret and wondered why the hell the crusade had finaly gone all out on locals.Not that it mattered to him this was just a distraction he was oficaly heer to reprimand Lyons not that he wanted to.

Jacob came over the hill and andrew got up to speek to him. "my 2 squads are in posistion with a platoon of EMAA riders to back them up.they await your orders"

Run4urLife!19:37, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Gather your commanders. We're meeting with Bren and the Claws. They started this little war, they should have a part in continuing it. I fight for my own cause, and no one elses. Your men are your own to order." Jacob said. He knew it sounded conceited and selfish, but he had to say it. He wasn't going to get the blame from California if these LVBoS boys went and got themselves killed. And he wanted nothing to do with the EMAA after they put a beehive down the Enclave's chimney.

He walked towards the scorched building he assumed Bren would be in. It was the one with a small Claws banner hanging limply from the door.

Vegas adict19:55, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"of cause"andews walked to the building where he asumed the claws were on the way he stoped to speek with his 2 other squad commanders. "paladin michell and judicator Rodular come with me.The crusade are comming and we have to deal with them before Lyons.Ok?" the men nodded and they entered the HQ."Bren you fool how are you doing in your wild crusade"

KuHB1aM20:29, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Theo yawned once again, steeping over the many corpses of the dead wastelanders. Ever since he convince Jhon to return the orders and roster for new ones back to Jerusalem, he had been reduced to fighting smelly fuckers armed with nothing but baseball bats. Several miles north of Megaton, Theo and several other airborne units had engaged an enemy force much larger than them. Regarless, it hadn't worked out for the wastelanders. Theo found a squirming one. "I got a live one!" Theo called out, and pulled out his combat knife, plunging it into the man's back. The man jerked for a moment, and lay still. "Fucking maggot." Theo kicked his body until it was at the growing base of the dead body hill that would act as a giant tire fire. Slinging his G36C, Theo pulled out a smoke, and flicked his lighter.

Act 2Edit

Brengarrett20:22, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren sighs as he pulls up a chair for Andrews (it is a small wooden chair)

"I don't know, but I'm trying somthing, I'm giving these people hope, but even that is starting to fail for me"

MAria who is watching looks upset, and so does Eliz

"To be honest I don't if this place will hold when he Crusade makes it here...." He says sadly

Bren pulls out a wamr nuka cola and drinks it to calm his nerves

KuHB1aM20:46, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Theo looked up towards the ridge, walking away from the dead scouts. Fucking EMAA troopers, thinking they can fight airborne. Theo motioned for the Captain to walk over. "I haven't seen any activity up there in awhile. Permission to set up camp? No way in hell are we going to be back before sun down, and I don't feel like getting ambushed. "Granted, Theo. Seize the ridge; we'll follow you once it's clear." Captain Cobb said.

Run4urLife!20:39, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob watched through binoculars from the top floor of the allied Field Command, as Bren was now calling it. The Crusade had just eliminated a force of Wastelanders thet outnumbered them by a considerable margin. But that was what you got when you tried to kill gunmen with pool cues.

They had all heard the gunfire earlier, and a small group of EMAA scouts volunteered to check on the situation. They hadn't come back. Jacob winced as he saw the Crusaders Leader execute one of them. He knew those fools had tried to attack the Crusade. It was their own fault. That was why they were losing the war in New York. Always thought they knew best.

"Yes, there was a battle, not too far from the Super Duper Mart. You can see whats left of it from here. Its just up past the bridge over the Potomac." Jacob said, offering the binoculars to the other gathered officers. "Wastelanders had the numbers, but they only had crude melee weapons for the most part. That and a few rusty old hunting rifles and .32 pistols. Didn't stand a chance against professionals like the Crusade. Your scouts got killed too. Tried to get a handle on some of the action, by the looks of it."

Vegas adict20:44, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"idiots anyway i thought EMAA doctrine was only go in when you had higher numbers" andrew planted a data chart on the table."this shows the crusade forces in the area as you can see they are concentrated around juruselum and a camp out in the wastes i sugest an ambush but i would welcome segestions."

Brengarrett20:48, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"What shall my team do, would oyu like some back up?" Bren asks

KuHB1aM20:55, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Theo walked up the rocky hill, his armor clanging. Holding his G36C in one hand, Theo put one hand on a rock as he pushed himself up, the extreme weight of the armor tiring his back. As soon as Theo had hlaf of his body up above the rock face, however, he came in contact with someone in power armor; an EMAA soldier. "Hold it right there, you fucking crusader." The man said, his pistol wavering nervously. Theo played it off cooly. "Hold on a second, bro. I'm not a crusader." Theo said. "Don't lie to me! I know that armor anywhere!" The man snarled. Theo waited. "I'm honest. Not a crusader. I'm an airborne." Theo ducked as the man fired. Theo then popped up again, firing a burst into the man's chest. The man fell over, reaching for his radio. "We can't have that, can we?" Theo said, shooting both radio and hand. Theo pulled himself up while his men joined him, and then radioed Captain Cobb. "Cap'n, there's an enemy prescence up on the ridge. Orders?" Theo said. "Hold up for now; dig in. The rest of the company will join you." Cobb said over the radio. Theo turned off his radio, and proceeded to pull out his field shovel.

Run4urLife!21:05, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Stay here Bren, they're digging their heels in on the ridge. If it weren't for the high ground, this'd be a perfect time to launch an attack. We'll stay here till they're down for the night. These guys are so used to the noise of battle it doesn't even wake them. Get me a DSK rifle and I'll see how many I can pick off during the night." Jacob said. Now was one of those times he realised he should have brought the Saiga-12 and the M72 Gauss Rifle.

He sat down in a chair, and took a look at Bren's map of the area. This was good stuff. Probably made by Reilly's Rangers, based off a copied Pre War Map. This poster-sized sheet of paper was probably worth a mint these days.

He looked across the room at Maria. Raider bitch. It made his blood boil just being in the same room as her. Or did it? He only seemed to get angry when he looked at her. Maybe his common-sense (thats a pun on spidey-sense) was failing him. Or maybe he wanted to believe Bren when he said Maria over there had reformed. Jacob hoped it was the latter. The former would require months of reconditioning and travel without human contact to cure.

Brengarrett21:08, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok Jacob, be careful, so need some back up or do you want to have the fun all to yourself" Bren asks jokingly

//-- Teh Krush21:08, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// I forgot Micheal was here, lolz, and is Jacob using the cool CAR i made him? BTW I'll post later, need ideas.

--Cerebral plague 21:10, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was waking up. He was knocked out by something, he didn't remember. He looked behind him as he saw the dead crusaders that were chasing him. He slowly got up and looked around. He decided that it would be better if headed back and helped out Bren.

Vegas adict21:16, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

andrew tossed a Modified AM 32 sniper rifle with night scope to jacob "use that,its a good gun.But im going to take a LVBOS scout squad with me and well try to pick of some crusaders with our A23 laser snipers.Good with you" andrew tightened the bolts on his left left arm "stupid thing"

KuHB1aM21:19, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

going offline now

It was quiet. Theo was sitting in his foxhole, a small fire lit. He knew it was an impossibly bad idea to light a fire and mark their position, but he couldn't really give a damn. As far as he was concerned, each foxhole had standing orders to have one of each three airborne men inside to be awake. About a 1/4 of the airborne company was awake anyway. Theo leaned against the dirt, cradling his G36C and a bottle of whiskey. Theo downed the liquid, and removed his helmet. It was soo damn hot out here. Grabbing Lassiter's sniper rifle, Theo pushed himself up to the top of foxhole slope, and looked over. In front of him, nothing but a wide open field and some rocks. Theo dropped himself back down, and resorted back to waiting.


The VTOL rumbled as it touched down inside the Field HQ in the middle of the night. Satisfied he had recovered from his recent ordeal with Jackal, Captain Thomas stepped off from the whirlybird, and to the salute of Captain John. Thomas returned the salute. He had just been assigned to a temporary term of duty down in D.C. to take command of the forces dealing with a civilian populace riot aided by enemy factions. Ungrateful pigs. He'd show them just how much fire power the Crusade really had.

that's right, Run. eat it

Run4urLife!21:22, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// As I said, thats special occasion wear, and it ain't no ones birthday. It'll come into play later, but for now, Jacob's enough of a whirlwind by himself

"I'll need a spotter. Someone who knows how to use UV binoculars. IR won't be any use if they light the vodka they were dumping on those bodies (yes, his Pre-War binoculars are that good that he could see them pouring vodka on the bodies. Why vodka? Because there's no petrol left in the world, and vodka ain't good for much else)." Jacob said. He knew Dejan didn't know how to use UV binoculars, he'd seen his get half blinded when he looked out the window with them in that raider town on the way to California. That and a fool like Dejan would be a terrible spotter.

He looked at the ridge on the map, and looked at the surrounding ruins. Mapped out like a tourist's street map, it even marked out stable and unstable ruins. There was one particularly inviting building on the near side of the Super Duper Mart, but he and his spotter would need to be very quiet to get up without being spotted. Maybe a spotter wasn't such a good idea.

Right. Getting that M72 rifle from the Drop Point in Marigold Station. Lets see you flyboys eat a 2mm HEI bullet moving at hypersonic velocity!

//-- Teh Krush21:23, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// I was just posting something saying Micheal was using Binoculars!

"I'll do it." Micheal said.

Vegas adict21:29, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"my snipers will follow you the crusade will learn what it means to mess with the Brotherhood" andrew picked up his modified AM12 laser rifle and activated a stealth boy "jacob keep in touch"

//-- Teh Krush21:32, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Does all your guns have to be a "Modified (INSERT-LETTER/NUMBER HERE) (ENERGY WEAPON TYPE HERE) Rifle"?

Solbur21:34, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Going a bit over the top with an internal monologue here, so bear with me.

Strauss was outside the Field Command building in Greyditch, seated comfortably in a ruined armchair he'd borrowed from an abandoned house across the street, counting out his ammunition on a small table. He'd been following the people from the Super Duper Mart, those "Claw" guys for some time, and although he didn't recieve an answer for his initial question (indeed, his own arrival was somewhat overshadowed by the arrival of that psycho in the black coat and Combat Armor), they didn't seem to mind his presence, so he wagered that they certainly wouldn't mind his help against the Crusade. Right, so he had seventeen cells for his Laser Rifle, and with a thirty-blast capacity per cell that equated to five-hundred and ten shots. He estimated it would take about three shots to take down a Combat Armored soldier, five or six for a Power Armor unit if he aimed right, and assuming the force was mostly Airborne (or whatever their Power Armor dudes were called) would allow him to take down about one hundred or so soldiers if he managed to stay alive through the whole excursion, approximate misses included, at which point he would switch to his hammer and--

"Would you like a drink, Master?" Worthington chimed in as he hovered by his side, interrupting his intense calculations. "Uh... yes, please. Thank you, Worth." He said, holding up a glass pitcher, which was promptly filled with fresh water from the modified robot's condensation collector. He took a grateful swig from it, and sighed for a moment as he peered down at the collection of power cells on the table. Was he really that sad, estimating his body count? There wasn't much point to it. There was no way he was taking out a hundred troops anyway; that was just unreal. The fight would mainly be based on luck, he thought - and fortunately, from his own observations over the years, he had that in spades.

He planted the pitcher on the table and started carefully putting the various cells back in his bag, picking up his helmet with one hand and holding it under his arm while taking hold of the pitcher again in the other, before standing up and walking into the Field Command building and quietly listening in to the tactical discussions.

Run4urLife!21:42, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Psycho. I resent that. I kill you!

"No, you won't. You should take your men across the river, and up onto whats left of the bridge (the one you can see the SDM from, none of the big ones). We can hit the Crusaders from two sides, and avoid the risk of a crossfire." Jacob said. Andrews seemed to understand. Finally! A rational Midlander!

Jacob and Michael took off wordlessly. Michael waited outside Marigold Station, because the ants gave him the creeps, while Jacob scrambled into one of the battered carriages to retrieve his scoped M72 Gauss Rifle. According to the man he took it from, even Frank Horrigan couldn't have taken much punishment from this thing. And that was before Jacob set up a second Gauss coil in it.

Within minutes, they were silently picking the back door to the old building they were supposed to be occupying. Strange, the Crusade hadn't even scouted it. Then Jacob saw why, a sleeping Deathclaw Queen, lying there in the middle of the floor, her tail wrapped around a clutch of eggs. She was probably the only one left in the Capital Wasteland, and she was majestic (do not kill her. Otherwise, we'll start to run out of Deathclaws in DC). He led Michael around the room, so as not to wake her, and up the ricketty stairs to the roof, where they set up a small camp, with M72 and UV binocs set up on bipods, and both men lying prone on the roof. Like grenading fish in a barrel.

Vegas adict21:47, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// not midlander,LVBOS but good point.There not all energy weapons and in a post apocalyptic world what is still un modded

Andrew led his men round the crusade camp until they reached a small 2 story shack.They climbed up and rested there snipers and laser rifles on the windows "jacob im in posistion should my men start sniping?"

Brengarrett21:50, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren is making charts in another room with Eliz and Maria, these charts would help with planning and such

"Damn it, I can't get this right, what secotor are we?" Bren says out loud obvisally frustrated, the lack of sleep is showing

Run4urLife!22:02, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No, God no! Wait till those clouds cover the moon. That shack leaves you wide open to attack if you're spotted. Why aren't you on the bridge like I suggested, out of curiosity?" Jacob said. He wasn't frustrated, just confused as to why the LVBoS would pick a shack not four hundred yards from the Crusade's flank. That was well within the range of those G36C's, not to mention those snipers.

Jacob stared through his scope at the camp, and saw a shot he wouldn't believe. Crusade Captain Frederick Thomas. He was limping. Odd, but it would be a brilliant chance to tear the throat out of the foe. But Jacob knew that Thomas would be worth more alive. A better plan would be to kill his subordinates, and force Thomas onto the frontlines. With that limp, even Lincoln would have a decent chance of taking him in a melee. Well, not really, the Ghoul could barely grasp the concept of "pointy end of knife goes in the other guy".

Jacob started scanning for ranking soldiers. It would be another twenty minutes at least until they had enough cloud cover to set up a crossfire, and he wanted the LVBoS firing before him, otherwise the camp would be mobilizing by the time they could start shooting. And that, as a wise man once said, would be very, very bad.

Brengarrett22:06, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren lookd outside and he saw the shimmer of what looks like an outline of some

"Damn it, steath boys" Bren tghinks as he fires a shot taking out the man, but then 2 more begin firing and thanks to the night Bren can barely see the men


--Cerebral plague 22:19, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was walking towards what he thought was the wastelanders base. He was with in fifty feet of it, when he noticed gun shots shooting at something. He then noticed the blood flying out of thin air. Stealth boys, well might as well help out the cause. As he fired two shots, taking one's head off, and the other hitting his torso. Jack was walking towards wher he thought was t

Brengarrett22:21, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren looks out the window and see's jack

"Glad to see you, so took them out huh, be down in a sec" Bren says to JAck and after a quick run he walks outside

"So hows everything look, did the plan work?" Bren asks

Run4urLife!22:22, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Crusaders in Stealthboys? Sucks to be Bren right now!

Jacob heard firing back at the main camp. Something was wrong. But he couldn't leave his post, not after all that risk the LVBoS went through to get to their shack. Then, as if in karmic balance to the shots at Greyditch, the wind gusted, and clouds hid the moon.
Andrews heard the order to open fire loud and clear. a pair of Crusaders went down as they patrolled the perimeter of the camp.

He saw through his scope, that Jacob had just opened up with a volley on the far end of the camp. Ten men dead already between the two groups. The Crusade camp erupted into action, with men jumping into the trenches, and returning fire at the shack and the factory roof.

"Pull back to Greyditch. Cross back over the river, they're on to you!" Andrew didn't need the warning, he was watching a group of airborne alternate two teams, one firing as the other advanced, and vice versa.

"GO! Go! GO!" Andrews shouted at his men. They rushed out of the shack, and straight towards the river. They all leaped in, and started the agonizing swim. Swimming in power armor would tire them out, but it would tire the Crusaders too. And with their headstart, the Vegas Brothers had a good chance of escaping, and coming back to Greyditch via Arlington Memorial Bridge.
Jacob and Michael moved quietly around the sleeping Deathclaw Queen again. They were both shuddering at the noise outside, but the slumbering leviathan didn't even grunt.

Back at camp, they saw shimmers moving in the lamp light, with soldiers shooting ineffectively at them. Jacob put one down with a careful Gauss Rifle shot, while Michale nailed one with his silenced assault rifle, using the UV binocs as a scope, as it picked out the cloaked men as silhouettes. This ambush just became a battle, as the Stealthboys started to wear off.

Brengarrett22:24, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren looked as 2 more bodys fell tot he ground

"Damn we missed 2, but then who?" Bren looks around and sees Jacob and Micheal

--Cerebral plague 22:29, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Nope, only 40 came, i probably misheard the information. Anyway, here I got a crusade radio, it's picking up the signals they send out. So I killed 40 at the trap, I killed at least 3 search parties with ten men each. The mini nuke I planted in the road killed the Crusade chasing me. So that brings me up to 120 kills, 80 of which with out me even firing a shot. Well, how's thing's going for you Bren? And those damn stealth soldiers are annoying, let me get those for you. He tosses a grenade, as it explodes before the stealth solders can take cover, painting their surroundings red with blood.

Brengarrett22:31, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren then fires at the last 5 who had their cover blown from the blood

"Well glad to see you been busy, me I been charting plans and figuring out the best to win, but unforently it is bide our time and ambush them" Bren says annoyed

--Cerebral plague 22:33, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Heh, well good look with that. Well, what do you want me to do?

Run4urLife!22:34, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob walked towards the command building, noting the prescence of a newcomer. The man moved like an assassin. Not the bullish swagger of a Talon Co assassin, but the easy movements of a proficient killer. The poor man's Warrior Weapon.

"We had to call off the sniping, Captain Thomas is there (promote him to Major! Major Tom! HAHA). They cottonned on quicker than I thought they would. LVBoS didn't suffer any losses, but they'll be about fifteen minutes getting back." Jacob said to Bren, before giving the newcomer a questioning look.

The man just nodded. Just like Jacob would have. Jacob couldn't help but smile at that. It was like having a little brother.

Brengarrett22:39, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Personaly I would preer to negoate a Treaty but I doubt that is viable, SNiping is out of the Question, and in this night Infiltration is a bad choice as well, unless Jacob does it....damn it we need a plan: Bren says as his stress grew from lack of sleep

--Cerebral plague 22:48, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Well Bren, I suggest you get some sleep. First of all, your tired and we don't need you running around making hasty decisions. Second, the treaty sounds like a good idea, although the Crusade are the guys who kill mutants and ghouls for kicks, so I really don't think it'll work.

Brengarrett22:51, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No, I will go see them for the Treaty Tonight, I need a somthing to signify a Ceasefire, even raiders know the temrs of Treaty and these people are above Riaders, err no offense Maria" Bren says

Maria: None taken Bren

Run4urLife!22:54, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// Going offline

Jacob nodded in agreement. He had barely managed to convince Bren not to go gung-ho on the Crusade camp with four people at his back. He volunteered for first watch with the sentries, and strode over to a burned-out house, leaning against the wall as he reached it, his M72's bipod mounted on a protruding piece of rubble. He was so still, Maria thought he might start to change colour to blend in with the wall.

One of the EMAA soldiers walked past without noticing him until he leaned on the wall next to him. The poor soul got the shock of his life.

//-- Teh Krush23:03, 23 March 2009 (UTC)// I'll take control of Jacob for now then, since Micheal is with him the whole time. Will post later.

--Cerebral plague 23:07, 23 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was inside, assembling his heavily modified Lincolns Repeater. To think that if he started with a sniper rifle he probably could of took off a year of customizing it. First of all, it fired off .50 rounds, which were probably rarer then mini nukes as he had to make them himself most of the time. It had a longer barrel, and included a scope which he took off a sniper rifle and reduced the zoom on it slightly. It also was one of the stronger guns in the wasteland. He walked out the door with it in hands, and his Chinese assault rifle strung on his back. He was going to meet up with an old friend.

KuHB1aM23:41, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

"We're being fucking hit from two sides!" Theo yelled, and moved to wake up the other airborne around his foxholes. "Lassiter, get the hell up! We're under attack, you drunk!" Theo yelled at Lassiter. Even if it was just a few guys in power armor, Theo's adrenaline took priority over his bitter humor. Lassiter drowsily pulled on his helmet, and loaded his sniper rifle. To the left of them, LVBoS soldiers had moved through the river, killing the lone sentry near the area, and in front of them, wastelanders, less of a threat, were coming at them in massive waves armed with nothing but their fists. Theo loaded his G36C, aimed his rifle, and fired, it's rounds hitting the first wave of smellies, their putrud clothing exploding in blood.

Captain Thomas flogged John. "You fucking idiot. For once, at any poiint, you didn't think that maybe it was a spy who messed up our documents?" John raised an eyebrow. "Nope." John replied. Thomas flogged him again. "Faliure." Thomas said. He strode towards the war table inside the tent. Near him, a Dignitary operating a radio motioned for him. "Some guy named Bren wants to negotiate. You want me to wire tap the line and record?" The junior officer asked. "No. It's fine. I've dealed with Bren before. He's an idiot. Don't worry; I can handle myself." lol srry i called u an idiot

Twentyfists02:28, 24 March 2009 (UTC)// Enter Silas Webb, the waster soul-searching ranger!

Silas really hated DC. Even at night, it was always hot, and everything was the same mixture of brown and gray. Worse, almost every faction under the sun wanted to control it, probably due to its immense significance in natural history. Frankly, Silas thought they were all fools, but the area was populated and popular, so it was as good a place as any.

He had asked around about Bren, although he had gotten different answers. Some of the Wasters he had talked to treated his name with reverence, while others treated it with equal amounts of disgust. However, neither group knew where they were, which was odd, considering all the trouble Bren got himself into. Silas got lucky, though. During his travels around DC, he found a Crusade camp. That was disconcerting and rather disturbing. They usually didn't come that far south. However, this gave him a starting point. Wherever the Crusade was, especially in places they didn't belong, Bren would be there too, putting up some desperate and foolhardy fight with the oddest characters Silas would ever meet.

Silas found the place. It was easily identified by a tattered flag bearing a resemblance to a symbol Bren showed him in New York, and by the bodies strewn about outside. He got to the building after clearing his identity multiple times past outrageously varied groups of individuals, ranging from ragtag Brotherhood fighters with strange accents to Raiders, even Super Mutants.

Silas wasted no time. He flung open the doors and stepped inside. "Boy," he yelled, "what in hell have you got yerself into now?"

Brengarrett14:14, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 
(no it works, a Crusade officer would thinka Wastelander would be an idiot, so if I call you an ass it would be ok right?)

Bren was in the base waiting to talk to to the Crusade commander

Bren: Oh hey Silas, long time no see

The Radio bbuzzes

Thomas: So you want to start a negation, what are your terms for the location of this

Bren: I would like an open area where both sides can see, so no one will be ambushed or attacked, we will also be allowed 3 people to join us incase one side decides to take out the other

There is a pause on the other side

Thomas: Agreed, so how about outside of Greyditch, my side can see outside of your fortifacation, and you can see us as well

Bren: I can agree to that, tommorow morning at 1100 hours

Thomas: Very well then, I will see you there

The line ends

Bren: Well I better get some sleep,. the people I want following me will be Jacob, Dejan, and Eliz

Bren walks to the toher room where his bed is and shuts the door

(and so I wait for Thomas's reply when it is time for negoations, of course this won't be easy for Bren, btw is this Fredrick Tohomas, because if it is, then I won't kill him, Jackel has that honor, and I don't want to piss off another Rper)

Fniff1 15:15, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan walked to greyditch. He saw that it was caded. "Hey!" He shouted.

Vegas adict18:03, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"i wouldn't negotiate with crusaders if i were you its to risky i think we should ambush them instead" andrew took a swig of balma and passed it to Jacob and bren "take a swig of that it should keep you awake"

Brengarrett18:11, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No....We will do it by the book, I want Snipers posted, aim for his head if he doesn't want to play by the rules" Bren refused the drink and instead drank some Nukacola.

Fniff1 19:31, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan threw a rock. It was pretty big.

--Cerebral plague 19:39, 24 March 2009 (UTC)(Wait, what does that have to do with anything?)

Fniff1 19:41, 24 March 2009 (UTC) What?

--Cerebral plague 20:15, 24 March 2009 (UTC)(You said your character threw a rock...)


no you can't kill him bren, it's fred. cerebral, no crusade soldier would ever allow themselves to ask a wastelander for directions, and would shoot on sight. they're not assholes. they're cocky, arrogant assholes. try a different ploy

Thomas turned off the radio. "I want the area around Greyditch sealed off from all enemy and friendly forces. Knowing Bren, he's not too much of an asshole to go in there without cover. Seal it off; right now, actually. No one in and no gets out." Thomas said. Captain John motioned for another soldier to get to work, and returned after several minutes. "Done. We've already got our men around that place. Bren had snipers all over. We neutralized them with the airborne; no killing; we just sent them towards Megaton." John said. Thomas nodded, and walked out of the tent, his overcoat swirling.

Theo loaded his G36C again, cocking the rifle and firing again. The rounds intercepted with the nearest wastelander, smashing into his body and sending him sprawling. "Fucking smelly!" Lassiter yelled, wiping off the blood of a waster who had gotten too close. Theo pushed the body out of the foxhole, using it for an extra block of cover.Theo couldn't believe his eyes. The wasters were charging airborne, and they thought they could actually win. Theo smiled, and resumed firing.

Vegas adict20:34, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

The crusade had sealed up the area."jacob look at this.the crusade are all over the area.What the hell do we do"

Fniff1 20:45, 24 March 2009 (UTC) And?

--Cerebral plague 21:09, 24 March 2009 (UTC)(Ah, sorry then, well I'll just edit that post out of the RP, don't want to contradict how the crusade rolls, and fniff, I don't see the point of that post)

Jack had reached his destination. He knocked on a door of one of the larger houses as he heard no one answer.He knocked several times, before going around back and using the cellar door. He walked in and saw 15 dead radiers and a note. It read Hello Jack, I moved to California as I pissed off a raider alliance or some shit, feel free to take whatever I left. Jack looks around, and notices several crate fulls of hunting rifles and assault rifles. He then proceeds to hook up to his friends radio transmitter. Sending a message to Brens radio.

Jack: Hey, anyone there

Waste lander:hello? Uh Bren told me to take care of the radio while his super mutant dude was gone....

jack: Well tell someone there that I just found 7 Cratefuls of assault rifles, so get someone who can lift this shit over here!

Vegas adict21:49, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"il send a squad to pick them up" andrew sent a squad of men to carry it.

Run4urLife!21:56, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No! The Crusade are sealing the area. Your men might get out, but I doubt they'll get back in. Not without taking a serious detour through Falls Church." Jacob said. Andrews nodded.

Jacob thought he heard Andrews order his men to go out and come back via Falls Church. It was a BoS territory, anyway. Unless the mutants had managed to work their way back in. Again. Stupid Brotherhood, the Lone Wanderer had told them the Mutants were coming from that irradiated Vault out west. Why hadn't the just let that damned robot Liberty Prime, loose on them?

Vegas adict22:00, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"jacob how long do we have until they get us honestly?"

KuHB1aM22:18, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

Run, maybe the BoS should loose the robot on another more suitable target... hint hint (take control of the BoS, Run)

Captain Thomas sat inside his command tent, pondering his decision. The negotitation was of course a ruse, but the enemy didn't know wthat. In fact, Thomas didn't even plan on going. He was more intent at playing chess with his resident Mr. Handy, Churchill. "Check mate, Captain!" Churchill exclaimed. Thomas flipped the chess board. Dammit. That was the fifth time this week he had lost. The last time was when he played his de facto father figure, the Field Marshal, during a leave of abscence. Thomas strode out of the tent. He was so bored. "John! Thomas roared. The other captain came scurrying. "Yes sir?" John said. "I want the airborne on the ridge south of here to break out, but to wait once they've been relieved." Thomas said. "Who will be relieveing them, sir?" John said. Thomas loked at him. "I think I will, Captain. Well, me and a couple hundred airborne to finish off the enemy of course." Thomas said.

Theo was crazy tired. Even as an airborne, he had his limits. He wasn't a god or something; just a soldier. Next to him, Lassiter was sitting, sipping a bottle of beer, while the bodies of dead wasters were lying next to him, their hollow eyes staring blankly. "You gonna get rid of those things?" Theo asked. Lassiter smiled behind his helmet. "I wasn't planning on it."

Run4urLife!22:29, 24 March 2009 (UTC)// With his pathfinding? Liberty Prime'd probably just lob a nuke at a passing Enclave Vertibird and blow up the Citadel when he missed.

"They already have us. We're in the jaws of the beast. All Thomas need do now is command them to close." Jacob said. If things went from bad to worse, he could always break out through the Marigold-Falls Church Metro system. In the confines of the tunnels, Jacob could take on three-figure-numbers of Crusaders. In theory at least.

He wanted to walk right into that camp and kill Thomas right now. He could fully understand why that Jackal fella had hated Thomas so much (seriously, promote him to Major. I want to taunt him by calling him Major Tom). The only way they could get out of this was if they managed to tame some form of Winged Deathclaw. And that was as likely as a meteor strike.

KuHB1aM22:37, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

lol he's not getting promoted

Theo and his company were relieved the next day by the remaining airborne in the region. Led by Captin Thomas, they had all but obliterated the enemy waster forces in the Captial Wasteland, and their enemies had been reduced to what was left of the Waster Army, a few hundred EMAA troops, and the ragtag band of heroes inside the Super Duper Mart (or Greyditch, I dont know, confusin). Thomas was enraged at the thought that the populace had actually started a rebellion. Their defeat at the enemy's home base would be crushing if the airborne could catch them all in one place. It would establish Crusade supremacy and cause terror at the thought of even raising arms against the undisputed rulers of Western D.C. Of course, then there was the matter of south-east D.C. Those pesky BoS soldiers wouldn't last long, though, even with their giant fucking robot.

Brengarrett22:42, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

the Next day Bren was waiting outside of rey ditch, he had set up a table with some some chairs, so they can draw a traeaty, behind him were Eliz, and Andrew. Jacob had disappeared sometime during the night.

"Well time to do this, it is almost 11:10, they are a bit late" Bren said waiting, he ws holding his rifle cleaning it to pass the time

--Cerebral plague 22:45, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was walking back to the makeshift camp. There was more crusaders then before, and with the others carrying the weapons, he had to fight them off by himself. Soon he arrived at camp, and was passing off the guns like if someone got candy from a pinata. They could probably force an exit now, going to a city or large town giving us the advantage. He was hoping that they could make a return trip with waste landers to pick up the leather and combat armor at the house he had raided. The guys with him were trained to fight, not carry luggage.

Run4urLife!22:49, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob was sprinting now. He had ducked out during the night, and had made good time getting back to his Safehouse. How could he have forgotten the MR-5? It wasn't a patch on Sam's armor from Fairfax, but it could make just enough difference to turn the tide.

It was carrying him along in massive enhanced strides, eating up the ground between himself and Falls Church. He'd love to see the look on the Crusader's faces as another suit of Oucast super-armor started making them wear their asses like hats. Jacob wasn't sure if that would be fatal for the pricks, but there was only one way to find out. There it was, the entrance to Falls Church metro. Less than an hour and a half, and he'd be lumbering out of Marigold station.

Right in time for Thomas and Bren's "negotiations". Jacob knew, not just a niggling feeling, he knew that Thomas had some jackass plan to decapitate DC's little rebellion.

Brengarrett22:56, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

(so now IWwait for Thomas to make the Scene also it is Dejan, Eliz, and Andrew with Bren)

Fniff1 23:20, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

"Bren, Are you sure this is a good idea? This might be an ambush easily." Dejan said.

Brengarrett23:24, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I know thye will, because they are ruithless, besides we got Snipers on them, so if they try to ambush us, they will be for a surprise, they are taking hits as well" Bren says " So they will most likly want this to tend as well"

Fniff1 23:27, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

"I think they would be well prepared for that surprise too....Maybe a feral human would scare them off.." He looked at Eliz.

Brengarrett23:29, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Thats why she is here, and it would seem that they are pretty late, it is 11:30" Bren says annoyed

Fniff1 23:34, 24 March 2009 (UTC)

"If you ask me, I think I would be suspious." Dejan said.

Brengarrett23:36, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

"True, but they will come, I read some of their codes, they have a thing about this, they give the enemy a chance of sourender, besides in this day and age it is better to win by words then lose all resources" Bren says

Fniff1 23:38, 24 March 2009 (UTC) "You know,Words is dirt compared to firepower." Dejan said.

Brengarrett23:42, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 
(Well Ku, isn't here so lets wait for him to come)
Run4urLife!23:49, 24 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob pounded up the steps of Marigold station. He had run into more of that mad scientist's ants down there, but the MR-5's targeting systems allowed him to wipe them out without breaking stride. He carried on at full speed to the meeting area.

"Bren, they're late. Something's wrong. They'd have attacked by now unless they have a serious trick up their armored sleeves." Jacob said as he stopped alongside Bren and the others. Then he realized there were three of them already there. He heade back to the main camp to avoid giving the Crusade a reason to pound them with artillery.

KuHB1aM20:46, 23 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas briefed Theo and his platoon. "Their expecting a negotiation inside out in the field by Greyditch. You will act as support and guards for me. We were going for the ambush, but we're actually going to try this peacefully. They had snipers; Captain Cobb, your commander, already took care of them. We're on even terms, although I could just blow up the base and be done with this. Of course, the objective is to save a few artillery shells for the bastards up in New York. Theo, you will act as my personal guard. You airborne; I expect nothing less of you than sheer perfection should we come to combat." Thomas said. Theo nodded, and grabbed his G36C from the wall shelve, following Thomas out of the room.

The trip was relatively uneventful, with random encounters of skirmishes, usually crusade scouts shooting down a couple wasters attempting to gain some tech. Thomas apporached the security cordon, where the crusade blockade had encircled the main waster base. The man let Thomas and his men through, and they continued on their mery way to the front lines, where crusade soldiers were actively engaging the wastelanders. Thomas raidoed in to Bren, and the firing immediatly stopped, with both sides meeting dangerously in the middle of No Man's Land. Bren moved to shake his hand, but Thomas motioned for him to stop. "No closer, Bren. I won't have any of that chivalry crap. We are the Crusade; however, honor is all but non-existant here. State your terms, and then I'll edit them. Step any closer, and I'll take both you and your buddy's heads off." Bren stopped him. "We were supposed to meet inside the building." Bren said. "Not in a million years. Did you think I would allow myself to be put behind enemy lines? State your terms. I'll correct them as we go."

Twentyfists01:42, 25 March 2009 (UTC)// The Crusade have artillery?! I thought the AWA were the only ones!

Silas chuckled quietly to himself. Those Crusade assholes always thought they were so smart. They thought they had been so clever, taking out the Claws' snipers. Of course, they didn't take out all the snipers, or Silas wouldn't be here. They had the numbers, and they were admittedly tougher than your average power armored psycho, but they spent too much time thinking with their hearts and balls, rather than their brains. Of course, they weren't the only ones who seemed to lack brain function.

Silas thought over Bren's plan. It was not a good one. Why would he bother trying to make a truce with the Crusade? The Claws had nothing that the Crusade couldn't just take by force. Silas' plan would have been so much better, but he wasn't the one in charge.

Silas snapped his mind back to the task at hand. He crouched low against the brown soil and pulled his hat low. He blended in with the dirty ground almost perfectly. Silas drew the gun he had picked up from those Vegas boys. They were bungling and pathetic, but they had some kickass weaponry. Silas looked over his .50 caliber sniper. Let's see a Crusader survive this shot. Silas looked through the scope. Yep, he could see Bren, his group, and those Crusader gorillas. Now, to sit back and wait.

KuHB1aM01:46, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

going offline, dont kill thomas or end the negotistions until i get back k

{{rpt|Twentyfists 01:54, 25 March 2009 (UTC)|Alright, but you're in my sights (as well as however many other Crusader gorillas are with you, and Bren, and Eliz, and Dejan, etc.)

Brengarrett14:25, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 
(got it)

Bren mnotions Thomas to sit down and he does but he has an eye on Bren

"so you are Fredrick Thomas, I heard about you, from a Ghoul friend named Jackal, nice guy, better then most humans these days " Bren says in an almost mocking attitude "Now for the negoation, you will leave the DC area alone, and in echange for this, we don't lose soliders, I know you have lost soliders as I have lost Wastelanders" Bren says being a tad upset at the loss and he pulls out 2 nukacolas

"Want one?" Bren asks " They don't have posion or anything if thats what you're thinking" He adds smiling, and it Throws Thomas off guard

(Yep Bren is one odd person, but it shows how Bren's Ideals and Fredricks differ, besides the Claws have something the Crusade Wants)

Vegas adict16:47, 25 March 2009 (UTC) what do they have? 

Andrews stood waiting for the crusade to make a move.He had his left hand on the holster of his laser pistol and in his right hand a cigar.He walked over to one of the crusaders and put his hand on their sholder.The man squirmed having a hydrolic arm with enoth power to crush your skull on your body did that to you.

Fniff1 16:51, 25 March 2009 (UTC)

"Let's get down to talking,Why the hell have you invaded? There's only one ghoul settlement.And you got rid of that." Dejan said

Brengarrett16:57, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Settle Down Dejan, it is ok" Bren says

Fniff1 17:06, 25 March 2009 (UTC)

"Look,Normally you ask why the hell are you trying to invade us in war negotiations" Dejan argued.

Brengarrett17:10, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

"True but we should be calm, and show we are not savages" Bren says calmly as he drinks the Cola

"Right now they don't have anyone commanding them, so the LVBoS should be getting ready to take on the camp around Greyditch, I just need to Stall him long enough to beat him" Bren thinks (thats the plan, don't think Bren doesn't have bright ideas)

Vegas adict17:15, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

Andrew walked over and whispered to bren "the crusade look like they might atempt to ambush men are ready to atack them if you want"

Fniff1 17:17, 25 March 2009 (UTC)

"Why did you invade? Resources? We can get ya that!" Eliz said.

Act 3Edit

KuHB1aM20:25, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas sat down on the chair. "You really want to know our purpose here? Resources? We have more than you will see in five life times for just a single soldier. No. We attacked for two reasons. The foremost being that you," Thomas pointed at Bren, "have aided ghoul sympathizers. In the Crusade controlled Western D.C. outskirts, this is unacceptable. We thought a show of force and the deaths of thousands of wasters would serve to make an example. Quite frankly, we think it worked." Thomas handed the Nuka-Cola to Theo, who inspected it, counted to three, and threw it, drawing his pistol and firing at it. The bottle exploded, and the contents fell back to earth, burning and searing anything it touched. "I'm smarter than you think, Bren. Much smarter. If you value the lives of your compadres, here," Thomas said, looking towards Connor, the Claws, Jacob, and the others, "the wasters will immediatly lay down their arms. I have no doubt that you and everyone in this room, fighting together, could kill me and my few men; more specifically, just Jacob and Andrew. However, they will not be able to fight their way out of the blockade. Neither will the wasters fighting to protect your base." Thomas said, stretching, and stood up, motiong for Bren to follow him at a distance. "Look at them, Bren." Thomas said, staring at the wastelanders. "Do they share your resolve? Do they have the means to combat an entire brigade of well-equiped, well-trained, expierienced professionals?" Thomas asked Bren, who was obviously feeling guilt, and refused to look at the wasters. "Look at them!!!" Thomas said angrily. "Do you think wasting the lives of these people will earn you a place in history? Another chance to fight Virgil, or destroy what you hate the most? Maybe even save Maria?!" Thomas roared again. Bren still looked away. "No, Bren... You will not earn any of those things. No. You will instead earn the title of the man who lead all these souls to a worthless death." Thomas said.

Brengarrett20:52, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 
(good speech, bravo)

Bren just smiles as he finishes the bottle of nuka cola "Not polite to waste a good drink Tommy" Bren says mocking him

"As for us being friend with Ghouls, look at it like this, they are better then you, unlike humans they can surive radation, they have numbers, and they have the minds of a human" Bren says seriously "They are far better then us Scum that are called Humans"

Bren looks at Fred and then continues

"I'm leading these people to fight for their ideals, it is better then to lay back and let you kill us, so I havea deal for you, take me, leave this area, and we won't rise up against you" Bren says

"So is it a deal, or do I have to activate the rigged mini nuke in my pack and take me and you away to the after life" Bren says (he is bluffing but he sounds serious, and afte rFredrick gives his answer the LVBoS should be ready to attack) 21:36, 25 March 2009 (UTC)

"I was being sarcastic about the resources you thick f*ck. If I was in charge,You be food for the ferals but since Bren is in charge I will obey his commands. War negotiations, I don't care for that. I just want to play skip rope with your spine if you slip up once,Which I know you will." Eliz said.

Run4urLife!21:48, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob stood, silent like some statue in his MR-5 Armor. He could break out through the blockade. It wasn't like he hadn't run a Crusade picket line before. And he didn't even have the Outcast's super-suit on back then. And Bren thought the LVBoS could get them out of this. Still so naive. Probably thinks he can kill me too. Jacob thought to himself. He chuckled inside his helmet at the thought. It wasn't arrogance, just common knowledge.

And Eliz, the filter between thought and speech was apparently non-existent for her. She should know better than to talk trash to Thomas like that. Jacob felt like he would applaud Thomas if he shot her in the head with his Paulsen right now. Bren really should have put her on a leash and muzzled her. Dejan was just standing there. Then Jacob noticed his pose. The little shitpiece was immitating him! Jacob looked at the Crusaders. Calm, collected, and more importantly, heavily armed. If Bren and Andrew did go through with their scatterbrained plot to attack, Jacob would be the only one to get out of the killing zone they were standing in. Stupid, stupid boy! Jacob thought, referring to Bren.

"Eliz, take the insults down a gear. They will kill you. And I for one, won't try to stop them, so do try not to act the brat, ok." Jacob said. She was getting furious. He was treating her like a child. Not like she deserves any more respect. Jacob thought.

Fniff1 21:59, 25 March 2009 (UTC)

"Sigh..Oh Jacob. You think your indestructible, But death can come in the simplest forms.You just wait and see." Dejan tried his best to sound like Jacob. He did it pretty well.

//-- Teh Krush22:11, 25 March 2009 (UTC)// He IS indestructible, :D
Run4urLife!22:17, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Death comes for us all. What matters is how we choose to meet it. Whether we face it on our feet with our wounds to the fore, or die in the dirt like a spineless worm." Jacob retorted.

The Crusaders looked at him for that strange moment of Zen-like profundity. Some of them seemed to consider the meaning of it. Dejan just gawked, shocked at how calmly Jacob had shrugged him off.

KuHB1aM22:58, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Bren, you could kill me now and it wouldn't faze the Crusade out one bit. The world I... the world the Crusade envisions for itself is a world I could never be a part of; a world the Crusade, nor you, could ever expierience. alittle shout out to Serenity. If you do blow up that nuke, I must say I am dissappointed. We should have done this with words, Tenkage- not with fire."

Brengarrett23:03, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

At that on Fredricks com they hear shouting of Cusade soliders dying and shouting they they have been ambush

"Sorry but negoations are over, and let me tell you, I think some Ghouls may be pissed"Bren says and at these words Timmy and his Ghoulscome out of the Metro and run out to the open and begin finding Crusade Soliders and tear them apart, it was asite, many Ghouls both feral and non feral attacking the crusade sOliders

"It is over you lost, I have the advantage" Bren says holding his rifle to Fredricks Head but then a missle is shot and it hits the bhuilding behind Bren

"SHIT!!" Brne shouts as Rubble begins to fall and Fredrick and his Crusade Solider ran off to fight the Ghouls as for Bren he ran off to the Metro to help Timmy, he could hear the words of Fredrick as he runs,"Till we meet again Tenkage, you fool"

When Fredrick ran he wondered why Bren would veen think of alliey himself with Ghouls

Calonord23:53, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

Zhang Fei heard movement in the tunnels, not knowing what it is he got his Gauss rifle at the ready. "hault, who goes there", Zhang Fei shouted to the figures on the other end of the metro in his raspy voice. "we've just been fighting the crusade" replied Bren, Zhang Fei lowered his Gauss rifle and walked up to the two figures. "I hate The Crusade" said Zhang Fei. Bren said "why don't you help us fight them then", Zhang Fei reloaded his Gauss rifle as a sign hes in with the action.

KuHB1aM23:14, 25 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas, unscathed, was dissappointed in Bren. He was willing to throw all these people away at the thought that he could rid himself of the universal enemy. The Airborne regrouped, and Thomas turned back to the disappearing Bren. "Quite the contrary, Bren; it's you who have lost." Thomas said in his final statement. With that, he returned to the battle.

It lasted three more days, with the Airborne, the standard Crusade, and the wasters duking it out for any chance at survival. Unfortunately, the EMAA and LVBoS retreated with Bren, Jacob, and Andrew, to a more secure location. Theo walked among the rubble. It was still an active war zone, but the only thing left to wage war on was the fleeing wastelanders. Theo walked by as a crusade officer ordered a firing squad, which cut down the captured wasters. Disgusting vermin. Thoe kicked over a dead ghoul. Who would ever want to protect these things? Why would all these people die just to protect a couple of lumpy-skinned freaks? Theo pushed the thought out of his mind. Those thoughts were dangerous. Theo pushed his helmet back on, and regrouped with the squad. There was still the matter of the final push.

--Cerebral plague 00:12, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was on the front lines. He was jumping in and out, slashing Crusaders with the Chinese Officer's Sword he had found. He was doing everything from sniping, to ambushing troops. He was running out of ammo, so he was relying on the sword. His Chinese assault rifle had been broken, so his Repeater was the only thing he had left. His forces had numbers, but theirs had training. Currently he was trying to make a break to the sewers with him and twenty other wastelanders. The crusade was putting up a good fight, but they were arrogant assholes that for the most part thought they were invincible. He threw a grenade to 5 soldiers hiding behind cover, and rushed for the entrance. Two of his men were shot and nearly killed but for the most part they made it in there without any serious injuries.

Twentyfists00:20, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Silas had participated in the fighting. Basically, that involved him sniping Crusaders with his .50 caliber sniper, then breaking the picket line when he ran out of ammo. Silas had managed to regroup with Bren and the others after the fighting. Now, they planned their next move.

Silas looked at Bren. "Shit, boy, I coulda told you that that had a snowball's chance in hell of succeeding. O' course, you probably don't want my opinion. I got a plan, though, if you're willin' to hear it."

Run4urLife!07:04, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// Ha! KuHB1aM, second Serenity ref! I made one in the Outcasts RP. You LOSE! Again.

"I'm all ears unless you plan on attacking the Crusade with the same numbers of weaker soldiers." Jacob said. For AWA, Silas seemed downright rational. A straight-thinking AWA officer, he was a living oxymoron.

Jacob reloaded and fired a burst from Mother's Woe, killing a pair of Crusade soldiers, as the HEI ammunition tore through their armor and set anything that would burn on fire, blowing chunks out of anything else. Bullets pattered off the shield over his MR-5, and the few that made it through, simply bounced off the armor. The joys of Pre-War technology.

He pulled Eliz out of melee with a man with a ripper. She wasn't going to win this. Jacob blasted the man in the face, leaving nothing but a mangled stump where his head had been.

Brengarrett14:13, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Talk to me Silas" Bren says firing a shot at a Crusade solider blasting his hand off, he was low on ammo, about 20 more shots and he is done

"I could use some advice" Bren says 14:18, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

"I wish the BOS had a little more faith in wastelanders because if they did we would have bein done with these motherf*cks a long time ago" Dejan said shooting a crusader aiming at Bren.

Brengarrett14:22, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"We need to get out of this Metro" Bren says and him, Dejan, Jacob, and the newly helping Zhang and everyone else run out and begin firing at more Soliders

"They just keep coming, we have to pull back, so any ideas where to fall back too?" Bren aks

Calonord14:24, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I cant think while these Bastards keep shooting at me" groans Zhang Fei.

Fniff1 14:26, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

"I say SDM,Timmy can't hold off the crusade with just lasers.It's only a few moments." Said dejan.

Brengarrett14:29, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Tell him to pull back, this Area is lost, we have to head to somehwere else" Bren syas to dejan "FALL BACK TO RIVIT CITY" Bren shotus and everyone ebgins to retreat down tot he area

"No....why is this happening, I'm leading this people to their Ican't think things like this" Bren thinks to himself when he tosses his last 3 smoke grenades to give people cover on their retreat

Calonord14:34, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Zhang Fei shoots at some Cruaders with his Gauss rifle giving Bren some time to pullback aswell.

Fniff1 14:37, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

After telling Timmy on the hand held radio to fall back he tripped on a rock. He fell down a steep hill into a burnt bush. "Why does this always happen to me?" He asked before he passed out.

Brengarrett14:39, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 
(Class is starting now, see ya in about 2 hours)

"Zhang come on, we have to hurry" Bren shotus as they begin to fall back, Bren also Grabedd The passed out Dejan and they ran off, the Grey Ditch Area ahas been taken over gby the Crusade

About an Hour later

They were still running, the Crusade had stop chasing them and they had time to Rest

"DAMN IT, I SHOUDL HAVE HAD A BETTER PLAN!" bren shouted obvisly upset that it was his plan that almost got them killed

Calonord14:42, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Dont worry Bren u tryied your best, there is nothing we can do now" explained Zhang. "we should all get some rest now" Said Zhang.

Fniff1 14:52, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

Eliz went to sleep next to Dejan. Dejan was having a dream. He dreamt he was in a battle field surronunded by the dead bodies of the crusade. He was over the body of a dead Bren. Dejan screamed and pulled out his pistol and shot himself. He woke up and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Calonord15:00, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"woah, What the matter" asked Zhang fei.

Fniff1 15:04, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Is Bren still alive?!?" Dejan shouted.

Calonord15:07, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Zhang Fei pointed at the wakeing up Bren. "whats going on, whos shouting" asked Bren.

Fniff1 15:13, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Oh thank god!" Dejan said.

Brengarrett16:51, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Dejan, look I know you care, but could you keep it down, I left you as 2nd in command because I trust you" Bren says slighty annoyed

"since we are up we should finish our hike to Rivit City, you make that Treaty with the Brotherhood i nthe area, so Jason can walk through right Dejan?" Bren asks

Fniff1 17:04, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

"What? I can't make a treaty with the BOS!They hate wastelanders!The only wastelander that even got in the BOS was The lone wanderer!"Dejan said.He said this in a quiet but still annoyed tone.

Brengarrett17:11, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"this is bad, then the Brotherhood will fire on our Mutant friends, no ofense to any oyone here,.." ren says " we need to leave the Area, the Wasteland is Lost....send a Radio Transmission to tell all Wastelanders that they should head south out of the Area, we lost the War" Bren says forlornly

Fniff1 17:21, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "You haven't. You just need a bit more renforcements." They looked behind them. They saw a guy. "The claws we may hate but we hate the crusade more,We will help you" The guy said."The Eagles?" Dejan said.

Brengarrett17:28, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"It's over, they have the numbers, the weapons, and the plans, we have to leave and regroup....I don't like it but it is the only way tolive then win" Bren says

Fniff1 17:33, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Well we have the plans. A regimant is going to rivet city but they are going to leave there base,Yes? So we go in and destory it and boom! No more crusade." The guy said.

Brengarrett17:36, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok we are gonna need some explosives" bren says

Jason: I still have 1 mini nuke left

Bren: Ok now we are getting somehwere, when do they leave for Rivit City?

Fniff1 17:42, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Twelve hours,And also before you ask, I laid traps for the regament.

Brengarrett17:46, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 
(I g2g)

"So here is my question, why would you help us, wouildn't it bigger ebnifit to help the Crusade?" Bren asks holding the gun to the Man

"So why help us? You won't join us, and you are our enemies" Bren adds

Fniff1 17:49, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Without you,We have no prepose to exist. Ying and yang." Said The guy

Run4urLife!18:13, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Balance in all things." Jacob said. Stupid concept. Jacob preferred 'destroy that which is evil so that that which is good may thrive'. Even with the Eagles, this was a lost cause.

Bren was being stupid asking people to leave the homes they had fought so hard for their whole lives. Weak, ignorant fool, he had held the heart of the people in his grasp and he let it slip away. And he was just sitting, drinking Nuka Cola as if they could stand up, dust themselves off and try again as if nothing had happened.

Most of the Wastelanders wouldn't leave, and neither would Jacob, his place, and theirs, was here, in the Capital Wasteland. Even if that meant running Crusade blockades once in a while.

Brengarrett18:20, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 
(Just emnpough time to make this comment, Run or Fniff, take over for me)

"Guys, we fight...we will beat them or dietrying, What was I thinking, reatreat....I was a fool" Bren said out loud

Fniff1 18:30, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "Hells yeah! We will stand and fight,Even if we have to sacrfice every thing we will take the capitol wastes for ourselves!" Dejan said.

Run4urLife!18:37, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren still didn't get it. If he hadn't copped on by now he never would.

"Well, looks like this is where we part ways, Bren. I'll see you on the flipside, or I'll see you in hell. Either way, it'll be under better circumstances. Bren and Dejan were going to end up walking right into battle with no one to back them up but the Claws, the Eagles, and this wanderer.

Jacob stood up, looked through the windows of their little shattered metro station, and took off, ploughing through the door and on.

This isn't the end for Jacob, he'll be back to help, but I'll leave it to you lot to figure out how to fight this war.

Fniff1 18:46, 26 March 2009 (UTC) "You go and die in a hole Jacob,But we will be the victors and you won't have anything." Dejan said.

Run4urLife!18:56, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Dejan, you're a blind, weak willed fool, if you think you'll win this just because Bren wants it to happen. You're outnumbered and outgunned. You're outsmarted and outmaneuvred, and you're outclassed. This will end in flames for you, and I for one will not mourn your passing." Jacob said. Every word was emphasized with great weight. The few Wastelander left with the Claws looked at each other. Jacob had shaken their resolve. Not that he cared.

He turned, and with the added speed the MR-5 granted, he was long gone before anyone said a word.

Vegas adict19:03, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// enter Liberty Prime LOL :)

"shut it dejan.Vaughtons right as much as i hate to admit it.We have to run theres no way in hell that without help we can win heer.but i might just have an idea.Il head to the citidal you wait in rivet city"

6 hours later(taking control of lyons and rothchild)

Rothchild entered lyons' suite "sir there is a delagation from the Las Vegas brotherhood heer to see you" lyons sat up "what do they want!".Rothchild grimaced "it apears they want to use the robot"

--Cerebral plague 19:20, 26 March 2009 (UTC)(there not going to let some one from the las vegas just go in and use their robot, well at least I don't think so)

Jack was leading his small group of wastelanders across the wasteland. Ten of them had died from different sources. Two from a few roaming death claws. Four from a crusade trap. And four more from a super mutant assault on them. They were trying to retreat to rivet city to buy supplies and sell whatever they scavenged for medicine and guns. They were close by, when a enclave vertibird dropped down. Jack motioned for them to hide. Jack shot the pilot in the head, and immediately the others shot down the soldiers. They got of the armor they were wearing and ran off to Rivet City. Jack was going to pilot the vertibird to a safe hiding spot, and meet up with the others at rivet city.

Fniff1 19:25, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

"Look,I think that using the robot woun't solve anything."The guy said in the depths of the hull of rivet city. "It just dosn't work. This place will be under attack in less then 6 hours. The robot will be blown to bits by the time he comes near the city."

--Cerebral plague 19:39, 26 March 2009 (UTC)(The Enclave couldn't kill the giant 60 foot tall robot, I don't think the crusade can either)

Jack was heading back to Rivet city. His squad was waiting outside, equipped with Chinese assault rifles and combat armor. The power armor was worth more then he thought. They left the area and camped out in a few abandoned houses near there. He sent out a message to Bren's radio station. He didn't get a answer.

Fniff1 19:48, 26 March 2009 (UTC) (Libtery prime must have a weakness and massive amounts of atriry would probably be it)

Vegas adict19:49, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// Are we talking about the same robot.This is Liberty Prime its a super weapon IN DC(still controling Lyons and rothchild)

Lyons sighed "it seems like every goddamm waster wants to use the robot these days but there from the brotherhood so send them in"

A man wereing power armor and an eldars robe he sat down and showed lyons a datasheet lyons read it it said by order of the council of eldars: eldar lyons is a fugitive and should be considered an enamy of the brotherhood to be shot on sight he sighed "and let me guess you want me dead"

Andrew answered "no im not a harsh man all i want is a use of the robot to kill the crusade" lyons grined "a just cause so yes you can have the robot if it can be done.Rothchild" rothchild entered the room "it could posibly be done but i dont know" lyons sighed "get back to your men if we can do it we'll be waiting outside project purity" Andrews stood up."thank you" he picked up the dataslate lyons had been wrighting on.He walked off toward rivet city

1 hour later

Andrew aproached rivet city and called out to the others on the deck "i got them to let us use the robot the crusade don't stand a chance."

--Cerebral plague 20:18, 26 March 2009 (UTC)(I don't understand what the hell just happened....)

Vegas adict20:22, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// In short form my character who is part of the BOS has just threatend to kill lyons unless they let us use the robot which they did so now he's neer rivet city about to tell bren about it

--Cerebral plague 20:32, 26 March 2009 (UTC) (Yes, but couldn't they just mess your guys up? I'm pretty sure the Northeast addition is much stronger then a single cities.)

Run4urLife!20:36, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// Back sooner than anticipated. Got bored. And Lyons' Northeast Brotherhood is just in DC. Rasengod's Manhattan Order of Steel cut all ties to the DC Brotherhood.

Jacob came over the road, passing by the Jefferson memorial. He stopped dead. What the hell was with these people? Were they following him? He hadn't told them he was headed for Rivet City. And they hadn't told him they were headed to Rivet City. He wasn't wearing the MR-5 right now, so he was a little edgy walking towards them. The LVBoS Paladin waved him over. Eliz walked up to him, about to say something until he shot her that look. That fuck off or I'll kill you before you blink look.

"What?" Jacob said blankly to the Paladin. It was then explained to him about the plan, involving Liberty Prime. Jacob had watched the fireworks last time that thing had gone into battle, and it had been impressive, to put it lightly. He could understand why Dejan and Eliz were looking at him like some sort of fair weather friend, after all, he had abandoned them to their fate, and come close to killing them. But it was time to put their differences aside. He had more experience fighting the Crusade than anyone else here.

He shook Bren's hand, and walked over to the rocks that were being used as a table for the map of the battlefield. It was time to make some plans. With Liberty Prime, this lost cause candle in the wind gesture had become a battle. A winable battle.

Vegas adict20:41, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// When someone is standing in front of you with a gun and you are undefended and he's just offered to spare you in exchange of the use of a industructible robot you might agree especailty when there using the robot for a just cause anyway.

"i see you aprove vaughton.This is Scribe Ian Smith of the LVBOS.Hes just been explaining to me how with liberty prime the crusade ae beter off just runing away.But anyway down to buisness we need a plan somthing other than just let the robot do the work i think" Andrews walked over to the palning table "so whats the plan?"

Run4urLife!21:00, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// For once when it comes to super weapons, I agree with Vegas. And I doubt the threat would have been necessary anyway.

"Hit hard and fast. The less time the Crusade have to react, the less time they'll have to pound us from range. Close range firefights will be dangerous, its their specialty, but if we don't engage them at close range, they'll just crack us open with artillery, and maybe an air strike or two. Speed and mobility are what will make or break this battle for us." Jacob said.It was a crude skeleton to be fleshed out, but it was a sound foundation for a battleplan.

"I'll meet you at the irradiated metro station near Arlington Memorial Bridge in three hours. I want to try that MR-5 out in real battle. This is just the special occasion for that sort of formal wear." Jacob said. "The robot can't wade the river, so thet'll be where we need to cross, unless you want to walk it all the way to Arefu for the sake of hitting them from behind."

Brengarrett21:05, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

After hearing the information (BTW Andrew was able to explain how the Claws are Ghoul and Super MutantFriends, so Lyons is a bit annoyed at Bren but they agreeed not to shoot the Ghouls for the time being)

Perry (the gorups merchant): I need to take a leak, kay

HE wlaks off and then Eliz grabws Bren and they run into a NEarby Rundown house

Brren: Eliz?!

Perry was walking to another house and he pulls out a com link

Perry: This is PErry, they are planning to take out the camp, as for that keep some good troops there, and they are getting help from Lyon, the bastard

The voice of Fredrick replys: PErfect, I knew you were perfect for the job, you area good spie

PErry: What can I say, the idea of being with Ghouls or Mutants, I felt sick being with them, so anyway be prepa-

He is interrupted by Zhang stabbing him in the back, via stealth unit

KuHB1aM21:12, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas walked into the communications tent. The Dignitary in charge of radios motioned for him. "CCI Intel reports are telling us something big is going on down near the Citadel. CCI is still working on it, but they're pulling most of our troops out; they're leaving us with nothing but the airborne, our artillery support, and what defenses we have. They've already withdrawn all our standard troops; judging the way we took a beating at Capitol Hill, they're not willing to lose another thousand troops or so, and they're acting really cautious." The Dignitary said. Thomas was stumped. CCI would never prematurely withdraw troops. Even stranger, the Airborne were the most valuable; they should have left first. What was this, some sort of experiment? Were they trying to test combat capability or something? Whatever it was, CCI already knew, judging by their behavior.

Run4urLife!21:13, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Just as Zhang stabbed Perry, Jacob put a bullet in his cerebellum. As the drifter decloaked, Jacob gave him a curt nod, and turned back to the planning area. After informing the others about their little mole problem, they had to rearrange the battle plan a little. According to Zhang, Perry had managed the where, but not the when, what and how of the attack.

Then, as quick as he had come, he left. Even if Liberty Prime had issues that prevented its use, the MR-5 would come in handy. And if the robot didn't work, they'd need all the help they could get.

Vegas adict21:23, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Smith came running up."the robot is running at 55% of full capacity and we have weapons at 100%." Andrew smilled "move out lets go"

--Cerebral plague 21:26, 26 March 2009 (UTC) Jack was fighting a large group of crusaders. They had numbers, but well, they had him. Five of his men had died from several lobbed grenades. One of his men threw a grenade killing four crusaders. They were turning the tide when he shot one of the missles one man was carrying, killing twelve crusaders. Only one was left, who then threw his last grenade, killing the last of Jacks makeshift unit. Jack shot the last man. As he left for the vertibird.

Run4urLife!21:28, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// No. Not 80%. Dr Li couldn't get that thing to 80%, no way BoS Scribes could do it. Functioning Weapons, yes, but not 80% running capacity.

Brengarrett22:46, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Inside the building that Eliz and Bren are in Eliz and hugging Bren like it will be their last time togather


Jason is talking toLyons

Jason: So umm....Nice day huh? Have you read the story of Oliver twist?

Jason is trying to make a conversation which infact amkes Maria want to laugh

Run4urLife!23:02, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob strode over a hill, looking up the roads that led to his meeting point, and back to Rivet City. The metaphorical fork in the road. Bren and his little crew were still outside Rivet City, and Jacob's meeting point was up a long, empty street. With a shake of his head at reading too much into things, he took off towards the others. He didn't like the idea of waiting for two hours. That was it.

This was going to be big. This would reshape the Wasteland for decades, even centuries. Sure, the Claws wouldn't be able to take the ruling power of the DC Wastes. The casualties would negate any chance they'd have of that. But breaking the Crusade's hold on the Capital Wasteland would be worth it. If they could pull this off, they could deal a blow to the Crusade that would take them years to recover from, if they recovered at all. Jacob smiled. He would bury the axe between him and the Crusade.

It would rain blood that night.

--Cerebral plague23:20, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jack landed the helicopter near where the others had camped out. He had gotten out and started looking for Bren.

//-- Teh Krush23:37, 26 March 2009 (UTC)// I forgot, I'm the creator of the first New York Crusade settlement, so, I'm switching over for a sec, TIME FOR EPIC FIGHT OF DOOOOOM! Not really.

Micheal was stepping over dead bodies, occasionally shooting a random one once in a while to make sure it's dead. Then, all of a sudden, he had a gun to the back of his head, "..Again" he thought.

(Rewind two minutes and change POV)

Tyler was patrolling the area, walking around for about a minute and a half, when he saw a waster with a gun. So, he snuck up on this one waster and held his gun to the back of his dead, "Should I kill him, or is he really that important?" Tyler thought, but, thinking gets you killed in the wasteland. (Hehe, sorry Run, stole ur line!)

Micheal felt the gun on his head, he also felt how it wasn't loaded, how light it was, "You forgot to load your gun, dipshit." he said, and then delivered a massive elbow to the mans ribs, followed by a kick to the head, and a stomp to the knee. Tyler quickly got up, and punched Micheal's face, followed by hitting him with his laser rifle, then shooting twice, one hit. Micheal felt it but it didn't hurt, so he followed up with a flying kick to the jaw, then jamming the silencer of his infiltrator into Tyler's eye, and shooting. (Epic win.)

Brengarrett23:45, 26 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jason was stil;ling trying to talk to Lyon who decided to ignore the guy

MAria was chatting with Paul wonderign where Eliz took Bren (rumers been going around about the 2 between the claws)

KuHB1aM00:13, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Son of a bitch..." Thomas said, dropping his binoculars. In front of him, the massive Liberty Prime that had destroyed the majority of the D.C. Enclave was once again being lifted out from the Citadel by it's massive crane. "Son of a bitch." Thomas said once again, and took a deep breath. "Dignitary," Thomas said slowly, "I want every single Airborne in the entire battalion to be withdrawn to Jerusalem. Now." Thomas said. The junior officer nodded, and ran off quickly, his officer cap flying off. Even with all his fire power, Thomas couldn't possibly hope to win this one. Sure, the war on the ground was already won, but Liberty Prime would reverse several dozen years work of military expansion. Sure, if it even came near Jerusalem it would be scap metal by tomorrow, but the same could not be said for the many crusade garrisons around D.C. Thomas rubbed his forehead, and strode towards the command tent. Maybe it was time to use the launcher... teh krush's weapon... heheh... mini super nuke!

//-- Teh Krush00:14, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// Noooo! That things blast radius is the size of Megatons explosion!

--Cerebral plague 00:16, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was lying around waiting for something to happen. He was playing around with his knife, when his pip-boy received a radio message. Hello Jack, how's the mission going? Good, I have 200 kills, most of which without even shooting my gun. Well, I received something you might enjoy, but I need half of your paycheck for it. Well, what is it, nothing but a nuke is worth 25,000 caps, and that's only the ones that don't work. Well, it's Midwestern Brotherhood Advanced Power Armor What the hells that? I'll send a man over, he'll have a Brahman and it will be dragging the armor in a case. OK, I'll be waiting here.

Brengarrett00:17, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren and Eliz came out and they prepare for battle

"The plan?" Bren asks

(you can guesss what they did if you want)

--Cerebral plague 00:22, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(Bren, does it involve her laughing at size?)

//-- Teh Krush00:25, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// If your Power Armor comes anywhere near the MR-6 Power Armor, imma kill you cus the MR-6 is the single most powerful armor in teh world.

--Cerebral plague 00:29, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(No, it's from fallout tactics, I was thinking of using the concept art for it, as it's more intimidating. [1])

--Cerebral plague 00:35, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(Ha, found a side view of the armour I'm going to be using, [2])

Brengarrett00:45, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(oh hahah, very funny, mor elike Confession of love and telling eahc other it will be ok, they will survive)

{{--Cerebral plague 01:06, 27 March 2009 (UTC)}}

Jack had been waiting for half an hour when the armor arrived. He walked over and opened the casket and gazed at it. The thing looked intimidating, and looked strong and sturdy. He shot it with a nearby assault rifle a few times. Doesn't even make a dent, Jack thought to himself. Ok, might as well take it. Bastards probably grinning right now. Tell him it's a deal by the way. Jack went off to a secure section of the base, and put on the armor. As he walked out he scared several of the wastelanders, and one even shot at him. The bullet deflected off, and he shrugged it off like nothing. Heh, might as well fight them on myself, Jack thought.

Twentyfists01:33, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// This week was not good for my rp'ing.

Silas watched the battle preparations. He went over his battle plan in his head: Kill Crusaders, don't get shot, stay the hell away from the giant fuckin' robot. This was way better than his plan, although, at the time the other plan was formulated, getting Liberty Prime's aid had seemed impossible.

Brengarrett02:30, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren and Eliz look at the Robot in Awe

"Damn....that thing is huge" Bren says...he was pretty much at a loss of Words

"This fight will be ours" Bren shouts and everyone cheers with him as they begin to prepare themselves

KuHB1aM10:20, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"You should have listened to me, Tenkage..." Thomas said, and turned towards the massive Fat Man OMEGA. It was truly a site to behold. At this distance, it would obliterate Liberty Prime easily. However, they needed to get it on the first hit. If they didn't, or if the first shot was too short, well, they'd be dead in seconds. It didn't matter though. Thomas admired the thing. The ultimate weapon, it fired nothing short of a reduced yield nuke. If fired, it owould set back recovery efforts to wipe out radiation several hundred years, but so what? Thomas would be dead by then, and Liberty Prime would be scrap metal. As long as it doesn't cross the bridge...

Solbur11:02, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"The cavalry has arrived! WOOHOO! FUCK! YES!" That was the only thing that could escape Strauss' mouth at the moment as he caught sight of the hulking Brotherood superweapon. It reminded him of something he'd seen on this really old Pre-War children's show holotape, but, of course, much more badass. Several questions ran through his mind: would it step on him? Could he have its bigass laser gun after this was all over? How the hell did they get this thing's help? Shit, why did he care? It was a giant robot! With bigass lasers!

"We're gonna win this, Worth!" He declared happily to his Mr. Handy companion. "We're gonna kick their asses! And the only thing that could stop us is a nuclear warhead, but hell, what are the chances of that? Hah!"

Brengarrett14:14, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren and the claw are charging into the battle following the Liberty prime about half a Mile to stay away from debris, andm other problems

"Damn, this is a huge, honestly No wonder the Enclave got beaten"


Jasobn: Is he supposed to say that:?

Run4urLife!14:40, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I wonder if the Crusade are offended by the giant robot calling them communists?" Jacob said to Strauss as they moved towards the battle behind it. They probably were, being the quintessential All-American army. Jacob laughed a little.

He fired his M72 into the Crusade lines again, the hypersonic HEI bullet found a target, and blasted a watermelon-sized hole through his chest. Jacob smiled. With the Crusade sceaming and running like ants, they were ignoring the soldiers around Liberty Prime. He couldn't help but agree with the giant robot when it declared that the probablility of failure was 0%.

Jacob fired again. He had considered bringing one of his Barret M107's, but that might have been overkill, given that it weighed about as much as a cinderblock. Of course, with the reinforced barrel, chamber and firing pin he had given it, it could probably function as a club and still be able to shoot out a mutant's eyes from a mile and a half away.

Brengarrett14:42, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(g2g see ya in bout 2 hours)

"Jacob good shot, so what will do after this?" bren shouts to him still shooting more Crusade members

Fniff1 15:23, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"The crusade will be stopped!" Dejan shouted as he thrust ed a ripper into a crusaders eye. The crusader howled in pain.

Brengarrett16:55, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

An explosion happned above Bren (missle launched) and debrie froma building falls and Bren just pushes Eliz out fo thwe way and when the dust clwear Bren's left leg up to his Knee is stuck i nthe Debrie

"AHH" Bren shouts (the debrie is too heavy to dig up)

Solbur17:16, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss laughed profusely at Jacob's remark, nodding a few times in agreement. He wondered, though, whether the Crusade still stuck to the ideals held by the United States Army before the war, if they were now hell-bent on exterminating those of its people who looked different? Regardless, he presumed they remembered their values well enough to consider the word "communist" to be synonymous with "asswipe". And even then, there was the problem that the thing shouting it at them was a giant freakin' robot.

He noticed that the rest of the assembled fighters were doing their part to blow the shit out of the Crusade lines from a distance. He tapped a few buttons on his Pip-Boy, which gave a beep in confirmation that VATS was engaged, and folded down his helmet's eyescope, before lifting his Laser Rifle, pushing the stock against his shoulder and taking careful aim. His eye-scope provided significant zoom, enough to see three Crusaders clearly. As he looked at them, the system helpfully annotated them with a coloured outline, which eventually began to encircle their heads. Satisfied with this, he squeezed off six shots - two for each of the bastards - before flipping up his eyescope and lowering his rifle. With the spread of a laser weapon (very minimal) and a damn fine computer doing the targetting for him, he assumed they'd all hit. Three soldiers down. While he was zoomed in, he'd saw something about the size of a car that looked like some sort of artillery. He frowned beneath his helmet.

His concentrated thought was utterly broken as an explosion sounded out from behind him. He heard a distinctly womanly scream (just kidding with you :p) and immediately assumed that one of the girls had been injured, but when he looked over his shoulder, he noticed that it was Bren with his leg stuck in some debris. Sighing, he stowed his rifle and jogged over to the wounded Wastelander. One of Bren's female friends (What was her name? Alice? Ellis? Something like that) was attempting to lift some of the debris desparately to no real effect. "Shit, you alright?" He asked. It was a rhetorical question, of course, as before he got an answer he slipped his hands under a large chunk of concrete and attempted to lift it. His Power Armor's servos creaked audibly under the weight of it, and he let go of it with a grunt before the strain busted them. "Hey, uh, Jacob! Gimme a hand with this!" He shouted. Maybe this guy's Power Armor had a better capacity to exert force than his.

Brengarrett17:19, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I can't feel my leg...." Bren says moaning as he trys despretly to pull his leg out

Fniff1 17:22, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

dejan rushed over and put a stimpack into Bren's leg. "You'll be OK,Buddy."

Brengarrett17:25, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Eliz looks upset, it was because Bren saved her that he is stuck like this

"Guys....I have to have this cut is the only way" Bren says wweakly as he takes off his belt and ties iot tightl;y on his upper thigh

Solbur17:28, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Are you kidding me? We need proper medical equipment to perform an amputation, which, as you may notice, we don't have in copious abundance out here!" Strauss yelled, seeming quite annoyed at Bren's percieved idiocy. He had to admit, though, Bren might've been right. He sighed and tried to calm himself down, nodding with grim acknowledgement. "Are you sure, though? You might not even survive, let alone be able to fight the Crusade..."

Fniff1 17:31, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"We have to try it,Better or worse, We can't have Bren stuck here." Eliz said

Brengarrett17:32, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Crusade Soliders are coming, if I don't get of here, I endanger you all" Bren says as he takes Dejan's Ripper and he bites a peice of Nearbye Wood, then he takes a deep breath and beegins to cut his leg from the knee down off, the pain through him was the worst feeling ever but for reason's unlknown he survived the ordeal

Fniff1 17:35, 27 March 2009 (UTC) "Come on! We need to get to a safe place!" Dejan grabbed Bren and putted him on his back. "We can't stay here" Dejan said.

Brengarrett17:37, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Thanks...." Bren says weqakly as he breaths deeply, the belt was able to hold some blood in but he was bleeding hardly

"Eliz...are you ok?" Bren asks

Fniff1 17:38, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Yeah fine...Wait..I know that sound...That's artillery! Move move!" She said.

Solbur17:41, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Oh my god!" Strauss shouted, his voice suddenly becoming high-pitched from momentary shock and fright. Blood poured from the stump of Bren's leg. He wasted no time in tearing a large piece of fabric from the Claws' leader's duster coat. "Worth, rinse the wound, quickly! We don't know how clean that Ripper was!" The robot quickly obliged, and began pouring water from its condensation collector over what was once Bren's full leg for a moment, soaking the Loner a bit in the process. Worth then gave the strip of fabric he'd ripped off Bren's coat a quick wash, at which point Strauss broke into a run alongside the Claws. "We need to find cover soon so I can bandage him up! Shit, it's pouring out, man!"

Run4urLife!17:45, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob impaled a Crusade Templar on a piece of rebar he had pulled from the rubble, and used the unfortunate man as a projectile as he launched him into his squadmates, scattering them as they dived for cover, one of them, probably a veteran of Fairfax, huddled on the ground in a foetal position at the sight of a suit of MR power armor.

He followed the others as they rushed back to the cover of a nearby building. It was a shattered shell of a place, but it was open around the entrances, with a lot of cover concentrated at the centre. Given enough ammunition, a platoon could hold off an army from this spot, as the reinforced concrete roof prevented the use of artillery and air strikes.

Jacob immediately gathered some splintered wood and got to making a fire, dumping vodka, scotch and a little balma over the flames, as he heated a sheet of steel he had just pulled from the car they were lying against. Ignoring the protests of the others, and Bren's screams, he pressed the red-hot metal to Bren's leg, cauterizing the wound, albeit crudely.

//-- Teh Krush19:02, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry, I removed the statements that included the nukes being launched, let Ku do that.
Vegas adict19:07, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

the shockwave nocked Andrew's of his feet and cracked open Smiths power armor and the man colapesed. "jesus what was that thing." a judicator ran over "giger counters showing minimun sir it wasn't a nuke just some kind of Fuel air bomb with a radioactive core would't have wanted to be in the blast though" marcus pulled himself up "target that launcher imediatly liberty prime anialate them" in its boming voice the robot called out "'comunism shall fail

Fniff1 19:20, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

The Team ran like hell. They got into a nearby metro and rested.

KuHB1aM20:25, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Time to destroy the world of Fallout Canon with a simple edit of this page.

The robot grew closer as it moved towards the bridge, several miles away. "Fire this thing, Dignitary. Let's see how well Mr. Prime over there reacts to the "communist" super weapon." The word inflamed Thomas. He called us asswipes!!! The Dignitary hesitated. "Fire that nuke, Dignitary." Thomas said, commandingly. The junior officer complied, and punched the button, as the massive launcher fired it's cargo off into the distance. Thomas fell into his chair. What had he just done?

"He called us asswipes!!!" Theo roared, and fired his G36C. His platoon was the last to withdraw across the bridge. All the other airborne had withdrawn when the order had been that the "Package" was ready. Theo dropped his emptied clip, and stopped to gaze as the massive flying object flew over him, straight towards liberty prime. "Fuck..." Theo said." As his eyes gazed upon the nuke, Liberty Prime swung into action. It's ordnance depleted and it's lasers overheated, it attempted to grab the nuke and swing it onto a reverse trajectory. It failed. "Shit!!!" Captain Cobb said. Theo just watched both nuke and robot, and then saw Liberty Prime swing it's hand onto the nuke and slap it slightly to the side, so that it hit a building not more than a few yards away. Then a blazing light engulfed Theo's vision, and it was the last thing he ever saw.

--Cerebral plague 20:39, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

I think I got the three hundredth kill, Jack thought to himself. The crusade was advancing, and he was running out of 44. ammunition for his gun. He switched to his assault rifle and started firing off into the large groups. The crusade was advancing, and he started to run away. He rigged the vertibird he flew into here from and ran to the nearest cover. The nukes in it would go boom, killing the first person to turn on the thing. He was at least three hundred feet away, when it went off, he was far enough that the radiation didn't even affect him. That's three hundred and fifty, more or less. He walked off, looking for wherever the hell the rest of the group was. He then looked to the east, seeing the gigantic ball of fire erupt, he could feel the radiation from here, even though he was a few miles away. He started running away from the area. He might even be dead from the radiation.

Solbur20:48, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

A deafening - in fact, almost literally - roar came from the surface. The ceiling of the Metro station was raining dust, and indeed, seemed to be crumbling. Strauss stood up. Had the Crusade used their artillery weapon? Whatever it was, it was certainly powerful... too powerful to be conventional. He was feeling a bit woozy suddenly - probably witnessing Bren saw his leg off catching up to his stomach, he thought. Then he noticed his Pip-Boy's geiger counter clicking away. "Oh... oh shit! They used a nuke! Damnit, they used a freakin' nuke!" He shouted to the rest of the group. He cursed himself silently for tempting fate earlier. Turns out, the only thing that could stop them was a nuclear warhead. "Come on, guys, on your feet! We need to get further into the metro, to another part of D.C., else we're all fucked!" The group was riled suddenly, a few of them nodding in agreement, with the Glowing Ghoul (Teddy or whatever his name was) seeming vaguely disappointed at having to leave so soon. Worthington seemed to have hit the ground, all of his systems offline; Strauss worriedly picked him up and strapped him to his back by three of his arms. It was a good thing they'd packed his storage unit light for all of this. He had once heard something about nukes generated electromagnetic pulses on detonation which fried circuitry - he was lucky his Power Armor was shielded from that.

He pulled out a jar of Rad-X, opened it and took a handful of pills, before swallowing them and passing it around the group, who repeated the process. There was no way to get them to the unconscious Bren without choking him - they were pills, after all - they had to move quickly to stop him suffering radiation poisoning. So they did, descending deeper into the Metro, heavy breathing and a geiger counter punctuating their journey.

Vegas adict20:49, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// it might take more than that

The nuke exploded and in 1 quick blast liberty prime fell to its knees "I am not defeated liberty will pervail" andrew and his BOS troups were nocked down.He looked at his giger counter 1000 rads and counting it was all over for him nearby jacob groaned "did we win" andrew nodded "i think so" and they both fell unconsious

i will be using lyons again for a bit

Eldar lyons in his radiation suit walked towards the kneeling liberty prime "can it be repaired rothchild" rothchild looked the robot over "it seems to have taken no structual damage but the EMP pulse has wiped its AI given a day or 2 i could upload are modified AI" lyons smiled it wasnt all over for the old gal yet "peabody what about human survivors" peabody grimaced dosn't look good sir hang on over heer it looks like theres a group of about 6 who are still alive unconsious but alive got another one over by the buildings too" lyons grimaced 7 alive not good but beter than expected "what were there names.Take them back to the citidel" rothchild looked over the survivers "yes sir we'll take them to the citidel.As for the names looks like its your daughter,Andrews,A man in oucast armor,a merc(the ghoul would have got a rush from the bomb like taking drugs) and the other is a vigilantie"

The team moved back to the citidel

Fniff1 20:51, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Jesus christ! Why the hell would they use a nuke?" Dejan asked as they went down the metro.

Solbur21:00, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Oh, gee, I dunno, what would you do against a giant freakin' robot?" Strauss asked sarcastically, his voice, although disorted by his helmet's vocoder, still audibly thick with worry and panic. All of his thoughts were on Worth. Would his machinery be functional again? Or more importantly, what would have happened to his AI? He couldn't stop now, so he'd have to check later, but in all honesty, he just didn't know what he'd do without Worthington. He yanked his mind away from his robotic friend, although the weight of his chassis bore down on him constantly, and tried to focus on the task at hand - running until the Geiger counter stopped ticking.

Brengarrett21:02, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren's Rad level was rising badly, he was already in the mid 900 (Ghoul Blood people_ the wound on his leg made iot so radation went directly into the blood so Radation increase like 1, is like 20 ads a second for him

--Cerebral plague 21:06, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(Why the hell isn't Bren dead or ghoulified yet?)

Jack had been running away from the blast zone. First, he would find some rad away. Second, he would go collect his reward and get the fuck out of this shithole. Maybe go east, he heard Boston wasn't directly hit by the nuke. Perhaps he would go west, his Brother had went to California, and it couldn't be that hard to get some enclave power Armour and another vertibird. He was walking when he noticed a crusade sniper aiming at him, and two others trying to surround him. He shot the first two, and the sniper he quickly ran from cover to cover until he got close enough. He took out his combat knife and jumped at him, soon he was lying on the ground. Now what should I do with you, Jack grumbled.

Brengarrett21:08, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(since the radation went into his blood, he gained the perk Ghoul Blood, so he is imnune to radation)
Solbur21:10, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// Use the talk page for announcements like that, Bren. And we don't know that yet, so here we go

The Loner giving a struggling groan as they ran reminded Strauss of something - there was a guy with no leg and no radiation medication on the man's back! Hastily, he stuck his hand into his bag and pulled out a syringe loaded with opaque orange fluid. "Loner guy, here's some Rad-Away," he said, tossing it to the Claws' sniper as they moved. "Pump Bren full of it if you can. He'll need it by now."

Fniff1 21:14, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK Bren, Lets roll up that leg-- OH JESUS CHRIST!!!" Dejan screamed. The remnants of Bren's leg was ghoul like. It was so disgusting it made Dejan throw up.

Brengarrett21:15, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(my bad, but it's my character so Iwant to have ghoul blood, I'm not a ghoul but I'm not dead)

Bren was going into shock, and he was running a High Fever

Medic: Damn it, he is going into Shock, someone get Stimpacks....

Bren's eyes open and he looks around

"" He moans as the fever begins to make his view fuzzy

Fniff1 21:18, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Bren fainted. "OK....I think he's suffering the effects of ghoulacasion, Only his skin is still on." Dejan said.

Solbur21:24, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Didn't realise ghoulification was so selective!" Strauss remarked, followed by a nervous chuckle. That was his attempt of a joke to lighten the mood, but it didn't really do anything towards that. He handed Paul (he's the Claws' medic, right?} five Stimpaks. "Here, use however many you need on him." The medic gave Strauss an odd look as he realised that this was all the Power Armored Wastelander had on him. "Trust me, I don't need them. I'll manage." He assured him, although it was more to reassure himself. Bren, however, wouldn't manage without treatment.

--Cerebral plague 21:31, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(No, according to Bren if all your blood is irradiated your skin still looks peachy, I don't understand you guys. I really do think that you either have being a ghoul, or a regular human. Not just both of each.)

Jack had hanged his captive to a tree. He was far enough up that he couldn't touch the ground, but high enough so a mole rat, dog, or Yao gai could easily maw his head off. He walked away, as he noticed a group of raiders approaching the tied up crusader. He entered the metro a few minutes later, and was walking down when he saw a group of people.

Fniff1 21:32, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

While Paul was injecting the skimpacks, Dejan tried to make a shrine out of random things. Usually his village would use wood but now he had to imper vise. He stitched together a shrine that meant back and his village the symbol of hope and justice,The vault 13 symbol.

Brengarrett21:35, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(the Blood is ghoul like, as for his Skin he has a bit of a darkr tone, not falling of but it isn't peachy)

Bren moan as he stabilizes, but his Rad level is off the charts, this surprises everyone

Fniff1 21:38, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Man,You look....Darker....Any way I made a thing for you if you awoke." Dejan gave him the 13.

Brengarrett21:41, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren's eyes open and it startles everyone

"I feel....weird" Brens ays, his voice also got a bit of a gravelly tone and he loks at hisl eg which is now looking ghoul like

"Damn...hey what happened to my voice?" Bren asks

Fniff1 21:44, 27 March 2009 (UTC) "I know,Radiation got your voice box, You talk like a ghoul now." Said Dejan. "Here's a shrine I made,Sorry if it's a bit rushed." He showed him the 13 symbol.

Brengarrett21:46, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren smiles as looks at it, then Eliz grabs him and hugs him

"I't's ok Eliz, I'm ok" Bren says to her

Jason: I'm glad you are ok

Bren: Hey sam, could you make me something to replace my leg?

Solbur21:48, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

The geiger counter was clicking a lot slower now, which was a sign of only miniscule levels of radiation which could be resisted easily with a dosage of Rad-X (and partial ghoulification). They'd made it down deep enough to avoid painful death, but there was still the problem of finding a way back to the surface when they'd just went blindly downwards to escape the radiation. He sighed, looking at the injured Claws leader. What were they gonna do about his leg? He could hardly lead his valiant warriors into battle on crutches. Bren had asked something to the team's mechanic, but Strauss felt the need to interject. "Power Armor servos are designed to mimic human motion. I could do some demostrations for your tekkie and we could whip up a prosthesis." He told Bren.

He frowned and looked towards a nearby, otherwise ignored set of stairs as he heard footsteps coming down it. He could just about see the shape of a man through the darkness, so he turned on the flashlight on the top of his T-4x helmet to get a better look at him. (that's you, Plague) "Uh, hey. Hope you're not planning on heading that way, unless you have the luck of our friend Tenkage." He called out to the man, while gesturing to the direction the group had came down from.

Run4urLife!21:50, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"You look like hell man, what's up?" Jacob said apprehensively. Killing someone was different to watching them die slowly and painfuly, and the MR-5's geiger counters had shown a huge dose. By rights, Bren and the other unprotected people, well, given that they were all in cover at the time, just Bren, should be covered in sores, and suffering total and comprehensve organ failure. This was not right.

Jacob didn't wait for an answer. He stood up, and indicated down the tunnel. The others didn't have an MR-5 to turn the darkness to light, but they heard the ferals, screaming as they charged up the tunnels, attracted by the radiation. Jacob looked down a vacant tunnel, and indicated that the group should take that route. Even between himself, Jack and Wrthington, they couldn't take an army of ferals. Not in these close confines.

Vegas adict21:52, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// sory run i thought he was still in the open,Im just going to use lyons for this bit as well as andrew just until they find bren ectra

Andrews woke up gasping "hah where am i and what happend to me " lyons stood over him "what hapened to you is that prime got hit by a nuke and you and silas got caught in the blast what you are is very lucky your advanced power armor shielded you from the radiation and you lost both your legs lucky for you your squad and specialist survived in a building and the Dr was able to replace you leggs" marcus tried to get up. Lyons laughed "steady lad you might be able to get up but i'd be carefull" marcus stood up shakeily "wheres bren and vaughton and prime" lyons grimaced "bren and co are in the metro somewhere you can go out on the next scout trip.Prime is ok and rothchild tells me that he should be back up and running in about 5 days." marcus walked out of the room

inside the metro

Andrews and his squad made there way down into the metro up ahead was a group of figures "bren is that you"

Act 4Edit

--Cerebral plague 21:55, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(For the last ten minutes I've been trying to post but you guy's keep editing right before press save. Annoyed me a lot.)

Jack walked over to the group in the metro. He noticed it was a few of the guys from the battle. Hey guy's it me. Well, what the hell happened here, thought you were blew to shreds by the nuke. He looked over at Bren's leg. "What the hell happened to your leg man, looks like someone ripped it off with a rusty saw". Someone explained to him what happened, as he was shocked. "Why the hell didn't you just blow up the top part of the ruble or something? Nearly empty a grenade and pull the pin, blow most of the rubble off and save the cutting of the leg off part. It's probably infected, you might die with in the week." He looked down the tunnel, seeing the ferals. It think we should run....

Brengarrett21:58, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

The Feral cameinto View but then they seem to notice Bren

bren: What the heck?

The Feral don't move and they run past everyone like Bren was wearign a Ghoul mask (see the PErk on Ghoul Blood for etail, it makes it as though you have the Ghoul mask on)

Vegas adict21:59, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// salvation aproaches

"squad kill the ferals" andrews shot 2 of them in the head and kicked another so hard his back broke when it hit the wall."bren,Vaughton is that you"

Fniff1 22:00, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"YES! IT IS! NOW HELP!" Dejan cried.

Run4urLife!22:01, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Yes." Jacob said, from right behind the knights, they all jumped. Jacob just laughed.

"What the hell happened up there? Did the Crusade actually set off a small yield nuke?" Jacob asked. The knights just nodded sadly.

Brengarrett22:02, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(now youdone it)

The Ghoul are pissed and begin attack Everyone including Bren


Bren fires a few shots from his postion but misses them


Fniff1 22:03, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan ran over and shot the feral. "You OK?"He asked.

Vegas adict22:04, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// logging off now could someone take over

Andrews shot another feral in the head and crushed anothers head "vaughton get them out of here.Back to the citadel"

--Cerebral plague 22:08, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was shooting the ferals in the head. He was inching toward his escape route and threw a grenade, killing a few ferals. "Why the hell aren't we rushing the exit damn it"! Lets go. Jack ran to the exit stabbing a knife in one of the ferals brains. He reached the exit and waited till the others made it.

Solbur22:06, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss asserted a tight grip on Impact before swinging it at a charging Feral. There was a loud, explosion-like sound - almost like a .44 gunshot, but as though it was reversed then slowed down significantly - and a shockwave which spread through the air, growing progressively weaker from about one foot away from the hammer-head. Unfortunately, the Ghoul was touching the hammer at the time, and if the force behind the swing wasn't enough, the kinetic discharge sent it flying into a wall with a sickening crack of bone, killing it instantly.

"HELL YEAH!" He shouted randomly.

Fniff1 22:08, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"I think we better get to SDM." Said the loner.

Brengarrett22:09, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I'm fine"" Bren replies as Eliz Picks him up and Piggy Backs Him

"Thanks Eliz" Bren says remember what they said back in the House

'Flash BAck

Bren: Eliz...

Eliz: Bren...I love you, and Idon't want to see you go

Bren: I will be fine, this will be alright, I want to a make a world where everyone is treated fairly Ghoul, Super Mutant, Human, and so on Eliz: Oh Bren

Eliz kisses Bren and he does the same

End of Flash back

Solbur22:13, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// *throws on the Barry White CD*

Strauss sank the blade at the other end of Impact into a straggling Feral's chest, before pressing a button near the end of the shaft with the blade still inside it. There was an audible, electronic fizzing noise as smoke began to gush out from the Feral's wound. The Feral gave a gargling scream which rapidly descended into a death-rattle, and Strauss tilted the hammer downwards before pushing the Ghoul's corpse off with his foot. "The 'Mart is a better idea," He said, as though he hadn't just electrocuted a Feral Ghoul. "No way is the Brotherhood just gonna grant asylum to a bunch of random Wastelanders in their castle." He strapped the hammer to his back again and picked up Worth's prone chassis.

Run4urLife!22:14, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob ripped out a Feral's throat with one hand, while he put the MR-5's strength to use, caving in a Feral's chest with the other. He picked up a piece of stainless steel pipe, and swung it like a sword. While it didn't have the sword, the strength of the MR-5 more than made up for that, crushing through the Feral's necks, sending their heads spinning off into the darkness.

He grabbed Bren and Dejan, and signalled that they should leave. They were now under Little Glow, and the Ferals were intent on moving in.

--Cerebral plague 22:17, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

JAck smashed his repeater into a ghouls face and shot, spreading his brains all over the walls. The ferals were outnumbering them, Jacob was heading this way, trying to break through the onslaught of feral ghouls. They were probably going to make it.

Brengarrett22:19, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren tosses a greade behind the group and the explosion begins to crumble the area and the Ghoul get squashed by rubble

"Always thought it only did that in the Holemovies" Bren comments as they begin to make it back to the MArt

Fniff1 22:21, 27 March 2009 (UTC) When they get to the mart Dejan says "Hey Jason,Want to do a broadcast? Beina while..." He said this as he went into the man's bedroom.

Brengarrett22:24, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

eliz sat Bren ona chair and set up a small foot rest (for whats left of his left leg) and began to get him some food, Maria looked pissed because to her, Bren was her (2 girls for me, LOL, one is feral, the other is a Bondage Queen...what to pick LOL)

Fniff1 22:27, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(Choose Eliz! Choose Eliz! And if you want to be romantic,Call her Elizabeth. That's her real name but people thought it was to long and chose Eliz)

Brengarrett22:31, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(LOL, then again Maria might have to say somthing about it)

JAson began broadcasting

Jason: This is C.L.A.W. radio, well we are back and let me just say the Crusade can be a pain, All Wastelanders who wish to fight, please be careful they arn't just raiders...

He continued on then he began playing some music (Some guy named Astly or somthing)

Bren: Oh leg hurts, and whats wrong with me...I feel so weird

The geiger near bren reads Rad Level 950

Bren: Please tell it is wrong

Fniff1 22:33, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Eliz hit it a few times. It went down to 126 rads. "Now it's wrong" She said.

Run4urLife!22:34, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob sat on the counter. Dejan was just eyeing him, as if he wanted a fight. Jacob wasn't in the mood for that. If Dejan put a foot wrong, Jacob might just wipe the Claws from the face of the Earth. In spite of the good work they had just done.

"The Geiger counter isn't wrong, your reaction to the rads is. After a dose like that, you should be dead by now, I mean, your brain should be liquified." Jacob said.

Fniff1 22:35, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"What day is it Bren?" dejan asked.

Brengarrett22:37, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No idea, I think it is Saturday" Bren says

Fniff1 22:37, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Damnit,You win round 7." They laughed.

--Cerebral plague 22:40, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was waiting inside. He was tired of this shithole, and wanted to get out as fast as possible. He was going to get a new sword. The Chinese officers sword was fun, but not very strong. He was asking around. Half the answers were "get the one that shoots fire".

Brengarrett22:42, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren sighed as Eliz brough him some Nuka Cola and some Snack Cakes

"Thanks Eliz" Bren said eating

"Quite a day huh? So anyone else hurt?" Bren asks

Fniff1 22:44, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Totally fine over here." Said Dejan. "So...Uh...How does it feel?" Dejan asked.

Brengarrett22:46, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Fine, sorta tingles, like being tickeled lightly" Bren says "B ythe Way, I notice we are missing a Claw? They Perry Fellow? and Where is Zhang?" Bren asks

Fniff1 22:48, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"I think the Zhang guy went off before the nuke hit." Eliz said.

Brengarrett22:50, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 
(you relize Perry is dead, he was a spy for the crusade, read page 3, then delete this and change your answer)
Run4urLife!22:52, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// Apparently, he doesn't

"Perry was a turncoat. He narked on us to Thomas, warned him about the attack. I told the BoS about it, but apparently I missed out on you lot. Me and Zhang finished him. He's face down in a pool of blood in that building near Rivet City, you know the one with the mutants on the balcony.." Jacob said.

He had no idea where Zhang was. For all he knew, he was outside with a stealthboy activated.

Fniff1 22:51, 27 March 2009 (UTC)(SORRY! MY BAD!)

--Cerebral plague 22:53, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Shot in the ass twice, Nothing else though". "I'm going to be leaving soon by the way. However, I got to wait for my payment, so I'm stuck here for a day or two. Where the hell can I find a weapons vender by the way? I need to restock on ammo." Jack was pacing, he was bored out of his mind.

Solbur22:54, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss was in Sam's workshop. Worthington was positioned on a table with his chassis wide open, his internal mechanics exposed, and Strauss was tinkering away with it. "You, uh... need a hand with that?" Sam asked him, probably annoyed that some random stranger who'd helped them out a bit was occupying his place of work. "No." Strauss responded simply and bluntly, not looking away from his robot companion. Sam shrugged and changed the subject. "Can I see how your Power Armor servos work in a bit? I could do some sketches and take some notes, maybe rustle up some blueprints for a prosthetic leg for Bren--" The Claws' mechanic was interrupted mid-sentence by Strauss. "When I'm done."

Strauss was in "his zone", so to speak, his attention entirely directed towards Worthington as he worked to repair him. He didn't mean to be rude to Sam, but he had more important things on his mind right now. He couldn't lose Worth.

Brengarrett22:56, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren looked upset "Damn it...." Bren said "Should have known"

He looks down

"Dejan could you help Jack wih some supplis, he could use some" Bren said a little depressed

Fniff1 22:59, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK bren,Also,You look a bit sad. Here,This always calms me down." He gave him a copy of war and peace. He went off with Jack. "Sooo...You looking for big or small guns?" Dejan asked.

Run4urLife!23:01, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob stood up and walked over to Sam.

"You won't be able to get that prosthetic leg to work without the proper facilities. That and Bren'll die from blood loss before you can get the op done. There's a Vault near Megaton, Vault 106. Full of crazies, but it's med centre is sealed and fully functioning. Hell, I did the refurbishing job. If you and the medic reckon he'll make the journey, we should move Bren to there and do the op in the med lab." Jacob said.

Brengarrett23:02, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Maria was looking atEliz with Anger, she could see Eliz take her Bren away

Maria thought: That mother fucking Whore of a Freak, I don't care if she is strong pretty and smart, Bren is mine

(evil girl eh?)

Bren was reading the book, pretty good stuff, but a little thick for his mind so he set it down and begn to to read Guns and bullets

Fniff1 23:04, 27 March 2009 (UTC) "Sam cut a trolly in half and put straps in it. It would serve as bren's wheel chair for now

//-- Teh Krush23:04, 27 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry, I don't post enough grr.

Micheal was caught in the explosion, by about 100 meters, but, seemingly survived. He made his way to a run down house deeper into D.C., and took enough RadAway that he was once again free of Radiation. He needed a rest, a long one, so he found a bed in the basement and put his stuff on a rack and fell asleep.

The Next Day

"Get him, or kill him, he's better alive though," Captain Frederick said, "I seen one slip away into one of those houses, sir," said one of the Airborne, "Then get him." Frederick replied. About 10 minutes later ten airborne and one officer were sent into the house, which they then snuck to the basement and knocked Micheal on the head and brought him to their field base.

Later that day, a few Crusade scientists worked on the unconscious Micheal and eventually, "Brainwashed" him.

--Cerebral plague 23:08, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well Dejan, I need .44 ammunition and 5.56mm Rounds. Also, I want to get a sword, however I have no idea where to start. Also, if you can get me a refill on my grenades, well that would be wonderful." Jack said.

Solbur23:09, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

After a few more minutes' tampering with Worth's CPU, he reattached the power supply. The Mr. Handy's three eyes immediately lit up, but the arms twitched weakly and the propellers were struggling to start. "Worth? Is that you in there?" He asked, speaking very slowly and clearly. If the AI had reset, then that was the end of his only real friend in the Wastes. All he got was garbled words and static - whatever had happened to the AI, the vocaliser unit was playing hell. He sighed and detatched the fission battery again as he realised Sam had left the room to go and discuss the prosthesis with the others. Casting one more glance at Worth, he caught up with the rest of them.

Fniff1 23:11, 27 March 2009 (UTC) "I found a stash containing all of those and more,But it's in the dunwich building." Said dejan.

--Cerebral plague 23:15, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well let's go. Where's the dun which building by the way?". Jack was walking with Dejan, the man wasn't annoying, but he rambled on a lot. He reminded him of a tribal he captured and set free last year. He never knew why he didn't just kill that bastard, there was no reason for it, he was shot in the torso by him. Must of felt generous that day.

Twentyfists23:16, 27 March 2009 (UTC) 

Silas stood in a green grassy field. He was wearing a clean duster and carrying no weapons. The sun shone down gently upon his neck. The sky above his head was blue and marked with white clouds, and far off in the distance, he could see a mighty silver city, standing tall and majestic beside a river thundering into the bay.

Suddenly, the clouds began to race across the sky. The sun soared across the sky at breakneck pace. Slowly, the grass faded away, changing to a dry, rocky brown, marked with black dry leaves and twisted, rotten trees. The mighty river fouled and blackened, its waters polluted by some unknown source. The glistening city, its bridges and buildings, its people and vehicles, turned into a dark gray heap of rubble. Occasionally, a building could be seen standing in ruined glory, but for the most part the city was a war torn waste.

As Silas stood and watched, he noticed a trembling beneath his feet. Suddenly, horrible creatures, with rotting skin and gnarled bodies, clad in knight's armor, emerged from the earth, grasping for Silas' legs and arms, swarming him, engulfing him into a dark, huddled, pulsating mass of sickening scents and horrible images. Silas lashed out, striking and kicking, but there were too many, and he was defeated. The last thing he saw before his connection to the light was cut out forever was a single monster-knight, not attacking, but rather watching and holding authority over the rest. His fiery eyes burned their gaze into Silas' retinas, searing them with their evil promises. In his right hand, he held the Keys to Destruction. Silas' vision faded to black as the creatures engulfed him.

Silas awoke screaming. Brotherhood medics rushed to him, wondering what was the matter. Silas looked around, bewildered.

"Where'n God's name am I?" he asked.

One medic replied, "You're in the Citadel, the Brotherhood of Steel's DC base."

"I need to get back to Bren," Silas gasped. "He needs me!"

"You are in no condition to move," the medic said. "You are suffering from severe radiation poisoning. We have had to pump you full of meds for days just to get you to the level you are at. This 'Bren' you speak of will be fine."

Silas lapsed back into unconsciousness.

Fniff1 23:19, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Worst place on earth. After ten minutes of the place I was contemplating suicide." Replied dejan "It's southwest of the capital.Just on this coner" He pulled out a map pointed at a marker saying "AVOID THIS SPOT"

--Cerebral plague 23:27, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Why the hell are we going here then? And what can be so bad about a building? Raiders? I can kill those with my eyes closed. In fact, I have!" Jack was unsure how Dejan survived all these years. Scared of a building no less. "Perhaps, we should turn back Dejan, your seem to be scared of a building."

Fniff1 23:29, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"You haven't bein to it. You haven't seen the weapons. 120 at the least. But....The place dosen't have raiders or feral ghouls,well maybe a few but just 12, it has fear.Pure,Homegrown fear." Dejan said.

--Cerebral plague 23:38, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Well, if it's so scary, why not take the guns out and run? There doesn't seem to be a point. I'm willing to bet a few shotgun blasts to a face is scarier then anything in that building.

Fniff1 23:42, 27 March 2009 (UTC) "Well,I went down to the caves and was about to get the guns when suddenly I was slammed up against the wall. I was choking,About to die,When suddenly the grip loosens and I scamper off up the stairs and out a window." Said Dejan. "I tell ya, Some thing is bad up there.But the guns are very good and there's a back door entrance.You could go in and get what you need and scamper" Dejan said.

--Cerebral plague 23:49, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

Well then, this is it I assume. Well let's go in here and grab what I need. Where's the back door?

Fniff1 23:56, 27 March 2009 (UTC)

"Just round here." They went and opened the back door. Jack was surpised at the amount of weapons and ammo there.

Run4urLife!00:01, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Who else is stashing weapons? Jacob doesn't have a safehouse around there!

Jacob paced around. Bren was wallowing in sorrow. Jacob drew a .44 revolver and spun the tumbler. It came up on empty.

Not now then He thought to imself as he looked at Bren, Eliz and Maria. The boy was going to make life hell for those two. He'd never make it.

Fniff1 00:03, 28 March 2009 (UTC)|God knows,Maybe it a haullsionasion?

--Cerebral plague 00:05, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack quickly grabbed a crate of ammo. He emptied it and started filling it with 44. and 5.56 rounds. He put a assault rifle in there two. he grabbed the two remaining mini nukes. The crate still had some room so he started looking for a sword. He saw a box of them, and started shifting through, looking for the sharpest edge.

Solbur00:08, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"So, when are we heading out?" Strauss chimed in, apparently deciding he was tagging along on the trip to Vault 106. "I'm a former Dweller myself, and to my understanding, all Vaults have the same basic layout, so I could navigate towards the medical area once we're inside if you like. Still got a map of 94 on my Pip-Boy." He informed everyone in the room. "... unless, you, uh, already know your way through the place?" He asked quietly, realising how patronising he sounded just before.

Fniff1 00:11, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Quickly please,I don't want to hang around much longer..."Dejan said. Suddenly a rock levateid and flew across the room.

--Cerebral plague 00:22, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well keep your panties on, I'm trying to decide. He picks up a sword, and notices one at the bottom of the crate. Well what's this". He notices a odd looking sword with something attached to the hilt. He flicks a switch sort of thing as the sword sets itself on Fire. "This is the coolest thing ever". He swings the sword around, twirling it through the air. Ok, I'm ready let's roll.

Fniff1 00:26, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Rocks kept levitating and hiting Dejan in the face. "OW,OW,OW,F*CK IT,OW" He said.

--Cerebral plague 00:29, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Jesus Dejan, what the hell are you squealing about." Jack lifts up the crate and start's to walk out. He turns around and the rocks immediately fall to the floor. "Well, why the hell are you yelling about?"

Fniff1 00:31, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I just had 14 rocks hit me in the face." Suddenly another one levitated and hit Jack in the back of the head.

--Cerebral plague 00:34, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Alright, who the fuck did that". Jack turned around picking up his assault rifle. "Come on, show yourself, I'll make your death quick!" Jack walk's outside and look's around. As another rock hit's him in the back of the head. "Alright Dejan, stop that before I blow your fucking head off".

Fniff1 00:36, 28 March 2009 (UTC) "I didn't do that!" To prove his point, A rock hit Him in the back of the head again.

--Cerebral plague 00:39, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well, what the hell's happening"? A rock flies at Jack, hitting him in the head. "OK, what the fuck's doing that!" A rock flies at jack, but jack shoot's it in the air with his revolver. 'Let's get the hell out of here man."

Fniff1 00:41, 28 March 2009 (UTC) They both jumped out of the building and Dejan said "Told ya so." Inside,They could hear inhuman laughter.

--Cerebral plague 00:45, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Fuck, I'm taking this house down" Jack walked twenty feet away. And loaded his grenade launcher with a miniature mini nuke. He stood back twenty feet, and fired on the house, blowing half of it to pieces. "And that's how I take care of haunted houses" Jack say's as he walks away from the rubble.

Fniff1 00:47, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Looks like that ordeal is over...Oh look a rock..OW!" The rock hit him in the face.

--Cerebral plague 00:58, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I threw that, now let's go. You should of told me that place was haunted by the way. I'm surprised that doesn't come up in conversation." Jack was walking away from that dammed hell hole. He probably blew up the weapons with it, but now at least people won't come in there again.

Brengarrett01:00, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren was trying to sleep in the Men's room of the MArt (the Area the men sleeep, not hte rest room) but he ketp having nightmares of al lthe people who died from the war

Fniff1 01:02, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I wanted you to get the weapons so I got you curious. I talked about my encounter and you came,So the plan was a success." Dejan said.

Brengarrett01:09, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

The nightmare that Bren is having is starting to make him stir, then he wakes up breathing heavyly

"My god, not a good way to sleep" Bren says to himself, so he pulls ohimself onto the wheel chair and begins to wheel out of the room where Jason and Eliz are arm wrestaling ona wooden Crate ( it is a tie right now)

--Cerebral plague 01:20, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack and Dejan walked into the super duper mart. "So Bren, how's life on wheels"? Hey, did a scavenger come by here looking for me? Jack was anxious. His package was late, and he wanted to get paid soon. He wanted to get out of here soon, and had no reason to stay here.

Brengarrett01:23, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

JAson beat Eliz and they move up

JAson:L This is your Package, take care of it

Bren: Say JAck, how would you like to Join the Claws, we could use a guy like you, episcelly during this time of Crisis

--Cerebral plague 01:36, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"No thanks, but If I;m ever in town I'll drop bye. Well, see you guys later." Jack walks away from the super duper mart, toward the vertibird he stole that was near a few death claws. The death claws were busy feasting on a group of raiders to the west of the vertibird. He got in, and flew off toward his safe house in Pennsylvania.

Fniff1 01:37, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan went over and said "Me and Jack saw a poltergeist."

Brengarrett01:41, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

REveryone but Bren and Eliz laugh at the coment

Jason: Are you kidding?

Maria: They don't exist

Paul: yeah Dejan come on


Sam: Damn right George

(I made it that Georgie speaks with nods and such and everyone seems to understand him)

Fniff1 01:43, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Really, Vault Dweller's honer!" In arryo,This meant brutal honesty and if you aren't honest you would be exiled.

Brengarrett01:45, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Where did you go?" Bren asks

Fniff1 01:45, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"dunwich,jack blew it up." Everyone gasped.

Solbur01:48, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Good riddance," Strauss said, nodding a few times. "That place always gave me the creeps. But seriously - poltergeists? I mean, how did you see one? They're invisible, dumbass." He said in a joking tone of voice, slapping Dejan on the shoulder playfully. He was beginning to see the Claws as friends.

Fniff1 01:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well,Ok I didn't see it but I did hear it's laughter. You know,After all this is over,I'm going to take you on a holiday to arryo. Just a month from now the vault dweller honoring ceremony coming up and I don't want to turn up alone." Said dejan

Brengarrett01:55, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"So let m,e get this straight, you are from the Same Vault the Chosen One came from, that is cool, I'm so there, besides it would be nice to find some help and maybe makea trade route or somthing" Bren said happy

"So anyway, any word on my new leg, I want to walk again, my ass is getting sore" Bren says jokingly

Fniff1 01:59, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Oh yeah,We're going to vault 106 to do the operation." Said sam.

Solbur02:02, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Yep," Strauss continued on from what Sam had said, "and we're basing the leg off Power Armor servos, apparently. Not sure how good it'll be, though. Definately won't work as good as your old leg. In fact, you'd be lucky if you could kick or jump properly." He explained, not really realising that this might be crushing Bren's hopes and dreams for the future.

Fniff1 02:04, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I think the air will act as a sedative.I noticed that the 106 inhabitants sleep a lot." Paul said.

Brengarrett02:12, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I'm read, I was able to lose a leg in exchange for my life, anything to give me a chance to acheive my goal, I will take" Bren says, his pride wouldn't let him give up now, not with this much at Stake

KuHB1aM02:13, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Vegas, no way in hell did Liberty Prime survive that blast. No way in hell. Impossible. The sheer heat wave would have fried his internals alone. The EMP, if there was one, as you said, existed, it would have rendered Liberty Prime irrepearable. This is 2278; there is no possible way to repair it.

Captain Thomas walked among the ruins of the battle field. It was irridated beyond recognition. Burning bodies, the smell of tattered flesh, and the smoking husk of Liberty Prime in the distance, all but destroyed, with enemy engineers climbing all over it. Some just practically fell over dead, the intense raidation too much for them. Good ridance. Serves them right for thinking they could be allowed to help the riots. As long as the BoS stayed in the south-east portion of D.C., everything would be hunky-dory from now on. They were lucky Thomas hadn't ordered that Citdael thingy demolished. Angry enough, Thomas turned back towards base camp. There was still the matter of the remaining fugitives, the vast majority of them high-profile, and the other task of putting the surviving wasters back in line through slave labor.

Fniff1 02:15, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK let's go!!" Dejan took hold of the handles and ran really fast. "Wheeeeeeee!" Bren said.

Brengarrett02:17, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 
(I am a child at heart)

"Coem on lets go, guys, I want that leg that Sam will put on" Bren said happilly, he smiled like he was still a kid

Solbur02:20, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// I gotta agree with Krush. Surviving a nuke is just fucking... no.

What Bren had said about achieving his goals had touched Strauss. This man was selfless and willing to sacrifice the most important things in his life to achieve his goal of helping strengthen the Wasteland. In many ways, he reminded Strauss of himself. "The Wasteland needs more people like you, Bren." He said. Whether or not his words had made an impact, or indeed, even been heard, was unknown to Strauss, as Dejan had decided to start pushing him around on his makeshift wheelchair as soon as he spoke. He couldn't help but laugh at their childish behaviour. Shaking his head slowly, he began to walk alongside them, leaving Worth's inactive chassis in Sam's workshop.

Fniff1 02:24, 28 March 2009 (UTC) (Dejan is to! That's why they clicked!)

On the way,They saw small yao gui coming over to them. It looked striking similar to Ryo. They looked over and saw the yao gui that Ryo loved a few years back. It was dead. "Oh no! Poor little fellow!" Eliz said.

Brengarrett02:29, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren grabs th3 wheel and looks back at Strayss

"So Strauss, want to join?" He said ":You are a great fighter, and your tech will aid us greatly, pulls all the Crusade Butt kicking you could ever want" Bren said witha grin, he was happy to have such good friends but as he looks at the Yao Gui he sheds a tear

"Oh man....Ryo" Bren said softly

Fniff1 02:31, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

The yao Gui walks over and licks Bren's foot.

--Cerebral plague 02:33, 28 March 2009 (UTC)(It should be noted that when a blood thirsty creature that has killed innocent people before dies, you guys think that it should live to murder innocents another day, Also, bren it's dead. Not a zombie, dead.)

Fniff1 02:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC) Bren just thinks it reminds him of Ryo.

Solbur02:39, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Ryo was tame, and was Bren's pet. Not of the innocent-murdering variety of Yao Guai.

Strauss pulled off his helmet and smirked at Bren. "Now, that last thing sounds really interesting--" He was interrupted as the attention of the others was taken by the presence of a Yao Guai. He looked at it, confused for a moment, then something clicked in his head and his heart sank in realisation. He'd seen Wastelanders manage to tame those things before - by Bren's reaction, it was the logical conclusion.

"Oh... well, I'm... damn. I'm sorry for your loss." He knelt down by the infant Yao Guai, giving it a gentle pat on the head. "Thing's been separated from its mother. It'll die out here." He said matter-of-factly, looking back at Bren.

Fniff1 03:08, 28 March 2009 (UTC) The yao gui goes over and licks conor to death.

Solbur03:46, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

The Yao Guai's saliva was thick and smelly and now all over Conor's face as the creature assailed him with its tongue. "Hey! Stop it!" He cried out whilst laughing. Eventually he managed to get a hold of it by its small shoulders and pushed it away a bit, at which point it started licking his gloved hands. "Friendly little fella, isn't he?" Strauss asked the rest of the group rhetorically, who were apparently slightly amused by the whole thing.

"Okay, it's decided. For now, I'm joining the Claws, and we're keeping him." He said, carefully scooping the Yao Guai into his arms. Given that the thing had the appearance of a rotten corpse (like every one of its species), it was incredibly cute. "But what are we gonna do about him? It's not as if we can take him into the Vault..." The rest of the group gave him a sort of look that said "what are you gonna do about it?", and Strauss half-sighed, half-groaned, but then smiled slightly to signify he wasn't that annoyed. "Alright, I'll take him back to the Super Duper Mart. Then I can hand him over to your Super Mutant buddy..." Strauss trailed off and looked a bit confused. "Jason." Bren corrected him helpfully. "... your buddy Jason, so he can look after him till we're back, then I'll try catching up. Don't walk too fast, I'd prefer to be there when we're performing the op."

He began to move away in the direction they'd came when Bren called out to him from his makeshift wheelchair. "And Strauss? Welcome to the team." Strauss nodded, gave Bren a quick thumbs up then pulled his helmet back on and began running through the Wastes back towards the Super Duper Mart with the cub in his arms. He wasn't running as fast as somebody could out of a suit of Power Armor, but the minimal effort he was putting into it meant he could keep running for quite a while. He listened to a GNR broadcast on his Pip-Boy as he ran, but he wasn't really paying attention. So now he had friends, a secure place of residence, and a Yao Guai who apparently thought he was its mother! Things were certainly looking up for Strauss. He hadn't thought about Worth in a while now...

Vegas adict08:11, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// ok primes screwed as for the EMP any nuke would cause a localised EMP blast along with the heat so basicly any advanced CPU would be destroyed ps.Im going to be using 2 characters from now

Andrew and his aquad made there way back to the citidel med wing lying on a bed pumped full of rad away was Silas "how is he" the mr handy looked round "not good sir" andrew turned to rothchild "and prime" rothchild grimaced "screwed even if we could rebuild the AI theres no robot to put it we'll have to start again from scratch"

Change POV

Matthew disengaged his black ops armor.He had to kill this Jacob and fast.He walked up towards the vault entrance bren and co where milling around a wheelchair."bren hello im a Merc i came here looking for work" he put his assult rifle away to show he wouldn't hurt them.

Fniff1 12:42, 28 March 2009 (UTC)Um,Wrong point of view everybody just left the SDM

Sam saw that the robot's innards were fired.Except the AI and the memory chip. He had a spare few for the robot and put them in the robot. By the time Coner came,He was up and running.

Run4urLife!13:27, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Oh God. Its ship-boarding-punched-kicked-stabbed-and-beaten guy! O_o

Jacob grabbed Matthew by the collar and pinned him to the wall.

"I thought I made it very clear in Santa Anna that I'd kill you next time we met." Jacob snarled in his ear.

This would end here. He was a cheap man's Warrior Weapon. Whereas, according to Raikov, Jacob was the ultimate weapon. Jacob had the man comprehensively pinned, one arm stuck between this man and the wall, the other stuvk between the man and Jacob. A literal case of being caught between rock and a hard place. With his MR-5, Jacob had the strength to keep the man pinned with one hand, and draw a gun in the other. He drew a .44 Desert Eagle, and put it to the man's head, ready to fire.

"Who are you, why are you here and why don't you get the message that you're a dead man by going head-to-head with me?" Jacob growled.

KuHB1aM13:30, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Run, can I make a warrior weapon?

Well, it was finished. The fugitives were stuck inside a metro station, all the wasters had been put back to work, but everything was hunky-dory. Except for the men Thomas had lost. He could never get them back. For weeks, Moore would pounding his head against the wall yelling "Thomas, give me back my legions!!!". (alittle historical reference). Thomas gulped. That would test Thomas' abilities to smooth-talk his father figure, essentially. Sure, he had won, but at what cost? How much would it cost to put D.C. in line? Thomas pushed the notion out of his head. His aide approached him again. "The Field Marshal would like to speak with you... personally, sir. He says that you are to make haste to Jerusalem at once." The junior officer said. Great. Thomas put on his overcoat and military cap, and strode towards the makeshift airpads with haste

Vegas adict13:33, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// why not andrews is still back at the citidel with silas

coughing matthew managed to breath "Protector matthew enclave auxilia assasin.I would have left you be but my boss said unless i brought them your body i would get killed.Look all i want to know is what did you do to anger the enclave"

Run4urLife!13:44, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Well, because of the absolute loyalty thing, he'd have to be working for the Enclave. Two deserters is a lot for that kind of program, and its been proven that all Warrior Weapons aren't up to Jacob or Skyler's level. He could abandon the Enclave if his memory gafts start to fail at some point though

"My business with the Enclave is between me and a little man in a white coat back in California. And that little man has a hell of a lot of power. I garauntee you that if you somehow kill me, you and your boss are dead men." Jacob said. He pulled the man's arm further up, to the very limits of what a human body could take without breaking.

Jacob clubbed him and dragged him into the SDM. He chained him to a chair, then tied him down with ropes to be sure. He wanted to be there when Bren got his new leg. He handed Jason a .44 revolver, this time a fully loaded one.

"If he talks, shoot him in the leg." Jacob said. Jason didn't want to argue with him, so he just nodded and sat down next to him. "And Jason, if you let him go, you'd better hope he kills you before I get back."

Vegas adict13:53, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// just came up with an idea psycic assasins

as jacob left he called out "why the fuck do i bother talking to people first stupid wasters it makes you think the crusade are right" He looked up at the mutant "now why dont you just let me go" the mutant came towards him matthew paniced the mutant undid his chains and matthew let out a sigh of release.

"I don't like Jacob, and if you're his enemy, I guess that makes us friends." Jason said.

He picked up his assult rifle and his pistol "il find you jacob and you will die"

Run4urLife!13:58, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Not without the FEV and after the Oil Rig, I'm going to make an educated guess that the Enclave don't like that particular strain any more
KuHB1aM14:04, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// thanks run. i've got to read up on some warrior weapon stuff, and then it's enclave assasin time
Solbur14:10, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss stepped through the doors of the SDM with the Yao Guai cub in his hands, and was walking up to Jason when he saw a revolver in the Super Mutant's hands, and a strange man with an assault rifle and a pistol (that's you Vegas). Without more than a moment's thought, Strauss put the Yao Guai cub carefully down where it could take cover behind an aisle, then pulled out Impact and stared at the man. "Jason, who's this guy?" He called out, not taking his eyes of the stranger. He took a few steps forward, 'Sledge in hand, cautiously and slowly closing distance between them to get into melee range.

Run4urLife!14:21, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Take it easy, I'm not here to hurt you. You could call me an old friend of Jacob's. Not the kind you're thinking of by the look on your face. Those old friends of his tend to wind up on landfill." Matthew said with a laugh.

Matthew slung his assault rifle over his back and sat down, offering this sledge-weilding man another seat.
Jacob walked over a hill, V 106 was coming into view. The others weren't quite there yet, thankfully. They were prancing around as if the Vault they were headed to wasn't full of insane psycho-killers. This could be difficlt.

Fniff1 14:36, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK,It finished." The robot started up. It moved out the door.

Solbur14:42, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss considered. He certainly seemed like an agreeable fellow. Why was he waving a hammer at him in the first place? He nodded, seating himself down next to him. "Huh. Jacob didn't strike me as the type to have friends," he said, resting his 'Sledge on the floor. "He wasn't always a psychotic vigilante," the man explained to him. While this was the logical conclusion, it came as a surprise to him. Then he remembered about the cub. "Uh, one moment," Strauss said, getting up. He walked over to the aisle he'd hidden the Yao Guai behind, picked it up gently and carried it over to Jason. "Here. This here seems to be the group's new pet. Damn near licked my face off, I swear." Strauss said with a laugh as he put the cub on the floor in front of the Super Mutant, at which point the cub started licking his boot. "Hey, he likes you!"

Strauss glanced back at the new guy, who was watching the two of them carefully. As he noticed Strauss was looking at him again, his face returned to a polite smile. "I've gotta run. It was nice meeting you and everything." He said, extending a hand to the stranger. "Likewise," he responded as he shook. He picked Impact back up and strapped it to his back, before waving briefly at the two before making his way out of the SDM. He quickly began making his way back in the direction the others were headed, and was pleasantly surprised to meet Worthington, fully operational again, on the way there. He'd have to thank Sam later for that.

//-- Teh Krush14:43, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Ignore my last statement where Micheal was captured by the Crusade, and also, I'm leaving this RP cause it's getting two unreal. Two giant robots?? Sorry. But No.

Fniff1 14:46, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

The robot's saw was busted so Sam added a higher up weapon. A minigun,Made specially for mister handy's.

--Cerebral plague 14:48, 28 March 2009 (UTC)(When did another giant robot enter the RP?)

Fniff1 14:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC)When vegas made Library Prime mark 2. The BOS probably won't like that they just lost the most powerful weapon ever.

Run4urLife!14:53, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// No. No liberty prime Mk2 no way no how. Impossible to make another one. Absolutely impossible. I don't care how top secret your bunker is. I don't care if its the Brotherhood. No. No more giant robots. Doesn't work that way.

Fniff1 15:00, 28 March 2009 (UTC) OK I'm siding with run here.

KuHB1aM15:18, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

time for the resident assasin to attempt a capture at jacob

Dutch Holmes adjusted his jacket. It was so damn hot. Of course, he didn't care. He had a mission to complete. Adjusting his sunglasses, Holmes took a moment to register his surroundings, the radiation acting as his eyesight. It was almost crystal clear here, like a nuke had hit or something. Almost...' "Hey, you! Waster! Get to work!" Some yelled at him. Holmes turned around to see two power armored outlines moving towards him. Holmes stood where he was. The soldier stepped close. "Are you not hearin' me, buddy?! This is fuckin' crusade territory, and I'm the damn law around here!" The soldier said, and started towards Homes. Bad mistake. Holmes took off his glasses, revealing his blindness in the emptiness of his eyes. "Hey, he's blind, Emmett!" The man said, laughing, and reached for Holmes. Bad mistake again. Holmes reacted by grabbing the mans arm, moving it into an awkward position, and slamming his elbow into it, breaking the man's arm, and crushing the joint between the power armor, causing immense pain. "God!!!" The man cried out. Holmes then drew his 92FS and fired three times at the unprotected head of the other soldier, smashing into his face and spreading brains and bits everywhere. Holmes then threw the other soldier to the ground, fired twice, and replaced his sunglasses. Annoying. Holmes reloaded, holstered his gun once again, and stepped into the metro station, ignoring the immense radiation cloud to the south of him across the brigde.

Run4urLife!15:28, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// I hope he's using it to get to Jury Street. Jacob's headed for Vault 106 with the rest of the Claws

Jacob stepped over the body of another insane survivor, and stabbed the neck of another insane Wastelander, the man having been accepted into the ranks of V106's loony bin.

"Med centre 50 yards down the coridor to the right." Jacob said. He led the way, Dejan staying close with Bren in his wheelchair. Jacob pulled a pistol and clipped another nutter. The man crumpled and fell, his head blasted to mist by the .44 HEI bullet.

Dejan pulled up alongside, and nodded towards a room with a clean door. Jacob nodded. That was it, his own little field hospital. And now the Claws would want to use it too. Not gonna happen Jacob thought. He led them down the corridor, and punched the code into the keypad. The door opened with a hospital-like fwoosh. It was a lightly equipped little spot, but it would have to do.

Fniff1 15:31, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'll stand gaurd. Also Jacob,We're just going to use this for a few minutes,Nothing more,Nothing less." Dejan said.

KuHB1aM // im planning to have him follow your trail of dead bodies

His radiation peaking, Holmes looked at the outlines of the dead radiating bodies, their shriveled corpses lying all over the place. Ghouls. Checking the bodies, Holmes discovered exactly what he was looking for: Jacob's trail. His hand on his pistol, Holmes continued his trek foward in what seeing people called darkness. What were they so afraid of? Of course, Holmes had never expierienced color, or light, or darkness. Just a few blotches of radiation signature. Holmes placed his sunglasses in his pocket, and moved on, only pausing to shoot a struggling ghoul. Good ridance.

im gonna have my character skip foward a few hours so that he can find you guys

Solbur15:39, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// May as well do that myself so Strauss can catch up

Strauss and Worthington quickly made their way through the Wasteland towards Vault 106, eventually locating a cavern and an open Vault door hidden in a rockface. He cautiously made his way inside, 'Sledge at the ready, prepared to stave off an ambush. He'd heard stories about this place, how the entire Vault was packed with crazies due to some... curse, or whatever it was. Instead of being attacked, he was surprised to find several corpses in Vault suits, and quickly deduced where the others had been, and where they were headed. "Follow the body-brick road," he remarked to his Mr. Handy unit, and did just that.

KuHB1aM15:47, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes stepped into the broken underground entrance, drawing his 92FS. Checking for targets, Holmes noticed his radiation sight was growing slightly weaker. The Vaults had always done an exceptional job of keeping the rads out. Thinking this unfortunate, Holmes reassesed his situation. If he went too far in, such as the Overseer's officer, he would lose sight completely. However, that wasn't his target. It was the medical clinic. Holmes had also reassesed the possiblity that Matthews was here aswell. Interesting. Of course,Matthews wasn't nearly as combat proficient as Holmes, Vlad, or Jacob, even if he was one hell of a shot. Jacob would probably have finished him off like he did with Randall and Luke back inside Cali. Pushing thoughts out of his mind, Holmes continued inward.

Run4urLife!15:48, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// And thou shalt know me by the trail of thy dead

Jacob was leaning on the wall watching, with some annoyance, as the Claw's medic anaesthetised Bren before cutting him open again. He walked across the room and then back. Pacing like a caged animal. Where was Strauss? Maybe Jason had set that Enclave assassin fellow free. Not possible. The fool mutant, in spite of having the IQ of a piece of broccoli, wouldn't risk setting someone Jacob wanted tied up loose.

He looked up the hallway, and saw movement. Not the quick, jerky movement of a survivor, but the lumbering movement of power armor. Jacob pulled Mother's Woe from his back and took aim. The Crusade probably hadn't followed them, but he wasn't taking any chances. Just as he inhaled and prepared to fire, he realised it was Strauss. Breathing a sigh of relief that he hadn't shot him, Jacob eased back into a standing position, signalling the OK to the others. It was a friendly.

Fniff1 15:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK,Who is that?" Said Dejan.

Solbur15:57, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Cue facepalm and possible kneecapping

Strauss had heard somebody preparing a weapon and had sprang from around a corner, aiming his Laser Rifle. He'd realised that he'd been aiming at Jacob for a second or two, while he had been doing the same, before both of them lowered their weapons. Strauss bursted out laughing. "Hey, don't worry, it's me." He said in between brief chuckles. He shook his head slowly and waved at the rest of the group, stepping past Jacob. "Figured you'd leave a trail of dead crazies behind you." Strauss said with another laugh. "I took the Yao Guai cub back to the Mart like I said. He seems to really like Jason." He explained, nodding his head a few times. "Oh, and Jacob? There's an old friend of yours waiting back at the Mart. Didn't catch his name, but he seems like a really nice guy!" Strauss continued, obliviously cheery.

Run4urLife!16:01, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Its Strauss." Jacob said (Fniff, Dutch is at the entrance, you can't see him, stop godmodding). He chose to ignore that bit about Matthew. He could just kill him later anyway. He'd deal with the mutant later.

Jacob shook Strauss' hand and led him to the operating room. It was good to see that robot back up and working. It was the only robot other than LP that didn't treat him like a prisoner. Strauss looked concerned, just like everyone else.

Jacob looked up. He had just heard a survivor scream. But, then, they did that all the time. Jacob closed the door, and performed a purge on the room's vent systems, getting rid of any of that stuff the Overseer had pumped into the aircon system. Or whatever that terminal had been talking about.

KuHB1aM15:59, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes watched their signatures from a higher-level window as the group, covered in rads from head to toe, moved about in the medical clinic and in other areas, patrolling. Holmes had also noted that a medic was working on someone inside the medical clinic operation room. Noting this, Holmes holstered his 92FS, punched the survivor in the face that been creeping up on him, and proceeded with imprompt-tu surgery of the head. Wiping off his bloodied gloves, Holmes turned back to the window, where several of the figures were still moving, talking, and such. They were so relaxed. Typical. UNprofessional. However, Holmes noted two figures in there. One wore power armor, and carried a massive hammer. The other wore black, agile armor, and was carrying some sort of assault rifle. judging by the outline of the shape of the weapon. Chinese. 5.56mm. Jacob. Holmes was suddenly more alert. Jacob. Suddenly, Holmes had realized his mistake. One of the figures had noticed him from the lower level. Holmes smiled, waited for the figure to turn back to his comrades, and dissappeared from the window. By the time the man had turned back to point, Holmes was long gone.

Run4urLife!16:04, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Jacob's in the MR-5. His duster doesn't fit over it. He still carries all the hardware as a joke on the PC's ability to carry a ridiculous amount of ordinance in hammerspace

Fniff1 16:06, 28 March 2009 (UTC) I wasn't godmoding!

Act 5Edit

Fniff1 16:25, 28 March 2009 (UTC) As I said, I wasn't god modding!

Run4urLife!16:36, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Wasn't trying to be argumentative, and may have been overzealous at calling that, but your characters have a tendency to spot things a radar wouldn't see

Jacob looked around the room. The motley little crew of die hards was looking tired. Eliz and Maria were looking at bren with equal amounts of concern and shock. And every so often, one would stare daggers at the other. They jumped every time the medic made a new incision, and winced every time the scalpel moved. It was somewhat moving.

Jacob could swear he heard movement earlier, and Eliz had said something about seeing a face in one of the windows on the higher level. People ignored seeing things after Jacob informed them that the Vault wasn't cursed, simply pumped full of a hallucinogenic gas, and that he had devised a method for purging the gas on a small scale, like in this med-lab.

He looked towards the door again, and then out the window. He saw a light go out further down the hallway, and then another. The lights in the med lab wouldn't go out, Jacob had isolated its circuit and tapped it into the Overseer's office supply, ensuring that it wouldn't lose power while he was sewing himself back up. He still felt a little apprehensive about the op taking longer. He had been in the Vault's lower levels, and the survivors were extremely dangerous in darkness. Jacob would make it out, but the others would have to be very careful.

Fniff1 16:42, 28 March 2009 (UTC)(Oh sorry but Dejan was asking who was the person that Jacob shot at.)

KuHB1aM18:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// can't post right now, going out to lunch and to run errands, try to hold off until i get back k, maybe have the insane survivors attack or somethin'

Brengarrett19:52, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 
(back you guys)

Bren was wincing from the pain, the Morphine (or Med X as they call it) couldn't hold off all of the pain as the new Leg was put onto his stump, but he took it like a man (inside he was crying but he wasn't gonna be a wimp at this point LOL)

Fniff1 20:05, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan ran inside the med center. Bren looked like he was trying to hold in his instincts and was doing pretty well. "Come on Bren! Just a few more seconds..." Dejan said.

Brengarrett20:09, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

On a radio to pass the time Three Dogs comes up

Three Dogs: This is Three Dogs with a public annoucment, the crusade has declared the DC Wasteland as apart of their Territory

Everyone in the room including Bren gasp

Fniff1 20:11, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Oh sh*t." Dejan says.

Brengarrett20:15, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

The leg was put onto Bren and the opration is complete

"Glad thats over, but now we have aproblem" Bren says being hosted onto a wheel chair, it would be about a week or 2 for the leg to be walkable

"We are not criminals to the eyes of the crusade" Bren says "now we have t ogo underground or leave the area and come back with better allies, speaking of which ,what ever happened to the Eagles?" Bren asks Dejan

Fniff1 20:20, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"They said they would come back with enforcements." Timmy said. Suddenly the vent in the coner was broken off and The guy they saw a few hours ago came out. "We did. let's stick to my plan shall we?" He said.

Brengarrett20:22, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren looked at him and was surprised to see him in the vents

"Ok....I have an offer for your group, Join the Claws because since you guys helped us you will be hunted down like animals, might as well join us and take down the Crusade" Bren says offering his hand out "What do you say, you guys can remain your own devision and just act as your own group but follow our ideals for a peaceful world"

Fniff1 20:25, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"My father would have killed me for this but it's a deal!" He shook Bren's hand.

Brengarrett20:26, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Funny I never got your name, must have slipped my mind" Bren said as Sam puts the finishing touches on his new leg

Fniff1 20:29, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'd perfer to be known only as the negotiator." He said.

Twentyfists20:30, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry, Fniff, but I doubt that the Eagles are gonna do anything, seeing as the BFR failed.

Silas' eyelids slowly pulled themselves apart. He gasped suddenly and closed them again. It was way too bright. He slowly sat up, shading his eyes, and opened them again. He was in some kind of med bay. He got up. His movements felt sluggish. That was not good. He needed to be in perfect physical condition to be able to help the Claws.

A medic walked in. "Good morning, sir," he greeted courteously. "You're finally awake. Besides some brief fits and a waking shock during the treatment phase, you were out like a rock. Oh no," he said, as Silas moved to get up, "you're not at all ready to leave."

Silas just looked at him. "I don't know how long I been in here, but I betcha it's a long time," he said. "I got business to take care of. Tell yer tin can friends I said thanks, and so long."

Silas got up and donned his duster and hat. He pulled his ammo belts on over it, strapped his med pack and whiskey canteen to one hip, then put his magnum into its holster on the other. He pulled the Divider over his shoulder onto his back, then left for the courtyard.

Brengarrett20:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Right Negotiator" Bren says smiling, he drinska nuka cola after Sam finishes fixing the leg and Bren wheel out of the room

"Good to be out of that, it was likea mole rat trying to bite me, doesn't feel right" Bren says laughing

Fniff1 20:39, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well,What are we going to blow up the base with?" Said dejan. "Mini nukes,About 100 of them." Replied the Negotiator.

Run4urLife!20:44, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Not gonna work. I could barely get withing sight of Jerusalem's walls. You halfwits won't get within a mile of it. Bren, you go ahead with this bullshit plan, you're as good as dead." Jacob growled.

Jacob was getting pissed off with people trying to blow up Jerusalem. It was stupid, and dangerous. Bren was high as a kite on Med-X, so he was likely to say yes. Signing the death warrant of everyone in the DC Wastes. It was beyond condemnible.

Brengarrett20:47, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren though for a moment

"Not a good idea....100 mini nukes, where the hell would we get them, how would be arm them at the right area, obvisly we would need somthing to fly over them...." Bren said " We need mroe allies, Brotherhood, outcasts, hell give me Enclave if they wil help us. But right now all we can do is go underground while they control the wasteland. I learned now that I can't rush headlong without a plan" Bren said


"We're not going to blow up Jerusalem. We are going to blow up the base here." Said the Negotiator

Brengarrett20:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Everyone si confused

"This may be the Mex X talking but did you say we will blow up the base here?" Bren asks

Twentyfists20:52, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry about suddenly appearing out of nowhere. It had to be done.

Silas had found out where the group had gone. He had heard the entire plan.

"That is, without a doubt, the worst idea I've ever heard," Silas said. "We've tried stuff like this before, and it usually winds up with me saving yer skin," he said, indicating Bren. "Now, let's hear my plan, if you please."

Brengarrett20:54, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok please tell me there is a gas leak because I must be going crazy" Bren says

Fniff1 20:56, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"This is pathetic. That was a good plan and you know it." He said.

Brengarrett20:59, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"O kwhy do we need toblow u pthe Claw's Head Quarters?" Bren asks

Fniff1 21:00, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"The crusades! Not the claws!" He said. \

Brengarrett21:02, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Sorry I am not think well right now" Bren says cluching his forhead

"But to beh onest not a good idea, we lost troops, supplies, and we need to rest" Bren says "It would be best to cut our losses and bide our time" Bren says

Twentyfists21:02, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"That ain't no gas leak," Silas said, "that's the hot air whooshin' out his fat head." At this he motioned towards the Negotiator. "My plan's gonna work, now listen.

"Now," Silas said, "the way I see it, if we come up against the Crusade, we're fucked. The only thing that's gonna beat the Crusade in a fight is a superior force. And everybody knows that the only force superior to the Crusade is the Enclave.

"What we do is, we steal one o' them Enclave broadcast beacons at their wasteland camps in the middle of nowhere. Then, some stealthy individuals, armed with Stealth Boys, sneak the broadcaster into the Crusader camp. Once there, we configure the broadcaster to send out a high-priority Enclave warning signal, then get out of there like a bat outta hell. The Crusaders will probably destroy the damn thing, but we'll have brought the Enclave down on their fat heads."

Solbur21:04, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry for the short post

"Hah!" Strauss said as he pointed at the guy in the Duster (aka Silas). "That's a stroke of genius right there. And what if the Enclave decides to take their chances with D.C.? Fill the power vacuum, so to speak?"

Brengarrett21:06, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Either way, we are playing against missle launcher woith a pistol, either way we are taking a big risk" Bren said

Fniff1 21:07, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK,Let's lie low some where the crusade isn't....Uh...Canada?" Said Dejan.

Brengarrett21:08, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"How about Aryo, we been meaning to check it out and we may find some help, besides you think the Enclav will sit stil land let the Crusade take over?" Bren says

Fniff1 21:10, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"Perfect! I know a short cut!" Said dejan

Brengarrett21:11, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Alirhgtb ut first lets head the HQ, and see who wants to leave and stay, I want to give everyone the chance to leave the claws because now, they are wanted people and they have the choice to leave" Bren says

Twentyfists21:12, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Finally, someone who appreciates a man of vision," Silas said, applauding Strauss. "In regards to yer question, I don't anticipate the Enclave stickin' around after they discover that its all a hoax, but if they do, they'll have no base and probably be meetin' the BoS in combat. In regards to the rest of y'all, there's nowhere to run where the Crusade won't find ya. Y'all are all high-priority targets fer Crusaders, myself included, so they ain't gonna stop 'till we're all dead."

Brengarrett21:14, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 
(I g2g, maybe back later but don't know someone control me)

"Yeah..." Bren says

Fniff1 21:16, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"That's why we should blow the sh*t out of them." Said the Negotiator

Twentyfists21:21, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Except there ain't no way that yer bunch of ragtag assholes, nor this group of ragtag assholes, can blow the shit out of them, as you so aptly put it. If you want the Crusade's shit to be blown out of them, the Enclave can do that."

Silas was getting angry. Who the hell did this asshole think he was, that he knew any better when he clearly didn't?

Fniff1 21:24, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

"You know,You don't sound like you like this turn of events,So why don't you leave?" He said.

Run4urLife!21:26, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Who are you anyway? You seem downright sane, thats a rarity these days. Brilliant plan." Jacob said to Silas.

"Negotiator, or whatever the hell you want to call yourself, you're a shit-brained, dumb-ass, vegetative worm. And giving your job as a name isn't sinister, it's not impressive, its just patronizing." Jacob said. The weight of the past months was pouring off him now and he wasn't going to stop that happening.

Arroyo sounded like a nice place. He might go along with them. He also wanted to empty a clip into that Negotiator guy.

Solbur21:28, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Right, right, right," Strauss said, nodding a few times as he ran over the information he'd been given on Silas' plan in his head. "Well, I guess that makes sense. If they haven't crossed before, the Enclave's got reasons to be mighty pissed with the Crusade anyway, what with them making off with United States government property, military offshoot or not. It's certainly a better idea than pulling Mini-Nukes out of our asses or travelling across the nation for the help of some tribals."

He saw that the Negotiator and the guy in the duster weren't really mixing very well, so he spoke up again. "Listen, his plan will put minimal strain on us. The Enclave are probably like boogeymen to thse guys, so even a few Verti-Assault Teams should be enough to drive 'em out and make it clear that they shouldn't come back." He said to the Negotiator, trying to sound convincing. Of course, Jacob had spoken what was actually on his mind for him.

Fniff1 21:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC)FINALLY!

"Ive thought about it,And I would lose a lot of men."

Twentyfists21:30, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Which turn of events would that be?" Silas retorted to the Negotiator. "Personally, I like seeing waster shitheads gettin' their asses handed to 'em by more intelligent, deadlier me. Obviously, you ain't a commander, seeing as you don't recognize a plan of attack that require little, if any, sacrifice of one's soldiers when it pops out of a manhole and bites a chunk out of yer fat head. If you'd prefer to throw yer entire force away on an attack that is doomed to fail, go ahead, be my guest. Just know I ain't gonna fix yer shit up when it hits the fan."

Silas turned to Jacob. "Silas Webb, and you are one scary fella, make no mistake."

--Cerebral plague 21:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack had been flying to the pitt when he remembered he forgot his repeater at the Super Duper Mart. He was flying back when his vertibird was shot down by presumably Crusade forces. His vertibird was crashing when he jumped out, before the pane crashed. The power armor had stopped most of the impact, so for the most part he was fine. It wouldn't be long before Crusaders came back, so he left the crash site. The enclave were to be sure to investigate too, and seeing crusaders around there crashed vertibird wouldn't make them happy.

Fniff1 21:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC)FINALLY!

"Ive thought about it,And I would lose a lot of men."

Twentyfists21:45, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Fniff, I'm assuming you were replying to my post, but you posted above me, so I moved it. You can correct me if I'm wrong.

Fniff1 21:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC)Your wrong.Can I get rid of the offending statement?

Twentyfists21:57, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// I suppose. Usually, though, I've understood RPing so that you do not post above other people's posts, which means that each post is arranged by their timestamps, with the higher timestamps coming first. This prevents later posts from breaking the flow of the RP by making it hard to read. In this case, putting your post where it originally was would make Silas' reply not make sense to the reader, because it would seem unwarranted. He's not a total asshole. :)

Brengarrett23:01, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 
(I only get an hour to be on)

The group began hiking back to the HQ

"Can't wait to be able to walk on my new leg"Bren says looking at it

Solbur23:07, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"That won't be for a while, I'm afraid," Strauss explained to Bren. "We're still not sure how well that leg is going to work. And even then, it's gonna sting like shit whenever you apply pressure to your stump for at least a few weeks now, so I'd go easy on it even when you are on your feet again."

--Cerebral plague 23:09, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Little known fact. Without their airborne, the Crusade aren't very good fighters. Their soldiers are bad shot's for the most part, and anyone that show's any promise is shipped directly to the airborne probably. He was easily dispatching any soldiers he came across. He finally reached his target. He went into the Super Duper Mart and said hi to Jason, and that odd prisoner who was asleep. He retrieved his repeater and bid the super mutant farewell. He had walked for a few miles when he saw a group of crusaders off in the distance. He took his repeater and picked them off, one by one. He walked over to the group, and noticed one was still alive. It seemed he'd missed this one, as it grabbed a sword, probably it's commander and swung at Jack. He easily dodged and drew his knife, as the Crusader charged at him. He easily side stepped him, and with a quick slash to the throat, he was dead. He picked up the crusader's sword. He had seen one of these in use, it seemed light. He put away his combat knife and put the sword in his duster. He started to walk away from the bodies, as it was going to be a long walk to where ever the hell that vault is.

Brengarrett23:13, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I know, but the fact I have somthing to stand up on, is enough to keep me going" Bren says ads they listened to some music, they were listening to some elivis, even i nthe Wasteland the guy is still king

"This guy, got to love him, so any idea how we will survive now that we are Criminals?" Bren asks

--Cerebral plague 23:20, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack had been walking for at leas half an hour when he saw Bren and the gang. It looked like a few other members of the group had already saw him. He started waving towards them, going closer to assure that he's a friendly. It was dark out, and he wouldn't be able to tell it was them if not for the guy in the wheel chair.

Brengarrett23:25, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren noticed Jack and told the tohers to lay down their arms

"He is a friendly" Bren said to them as they meet

"Jack back already?" Bren said jokeingly "So what happened? Shot down?" Bren guesses

--Cerebral plague 23:35, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

Well Bren, yes I was. I forgot my Lincoln's repeater at the super duper mart, and was going to get it back when I was shot down. Now, I figure I might as well help you guy's out. Well, you guy's got a plan that won't slaughter off the damn D.C area this time?

Brengarrett23:37, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ouch" Bren said "Well now we are considered Criminals by the Crusade who now controls the DC area, so we were planning on going underground, maybe lying low in aryo" Bren says

Solbur23:41, 28 March 2009 (UTC)// Sorry, didn't realise I'd been logged out of wikia

"You mean, lying low halfway across the country? Abandoning D.C., Bren?" Strauss interjected. "No, I don't think so. I, for one, think I'll be staying put, here, where the action is at. I'm going to help Silas implement his plan in whatever way I can, and I tell ya, it's going to work."

--Cerebral plague 23:48, 28 March 2009 (UTC)

No offense Bren, but that's bullshit. The crusade can't take over the South east part, which is brotherhood territory. Well, not without a drawn out war. Anyway, the enclave have a stake here too, so they only have about 2/4th's of the wasteland under their control. And that part is pretty much useless. And tell me about this plan of Silas's?

Run4urLife!23:50, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I got your back Strauss." Jacob said. "This plan of Silas' will work. DC is my place, for now at least."

Jacob folded his arms and stood up straight. Any chance to get a shot back at the Crusade. They had done so much harm. But then again, Jacob had done nothing to help. All he had done was kill the Crusaders, and with so many men, he was only scratching the paint on the massive organization, never mind denting it.

Twentyfists23:51, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, my friends," Silas said. "As for the rest of y'all, y'all realize that Arroyo is on the OTHER FRICKIN' SIDE OF THE COUNTRY, don't ya? I've been around, up to New York even, which is fairly impressive, but no one will get to Arroyo alive. MY plan involves turnin' the Enclave and the Crusade against each other in a massive battle, then sweepin' in to mop up the remains."

Solbur23:56, 28 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss was beginning to reconsider joining the Claws already. He'd thought of them as heroes, valiant protectors of the Capital Wasteland, and now they were planning on fleeing to some backwater Tribal village in the Core Region when D.C. got too hot? He knew that they were good people, however, and could rationalise why they wanted to leave - but it just wasn't the way he would do it. He just hoped that he could convince them to stay put.

"The plan consists of some of us, armed with Stealth Boys, sneaking into an Enclave camp and stealing a radio beacon from there, then sneaking the beacon into a Crusade camp in D.C., maybe their central base of operations, and planting it there." He said, elaborating on what Silas had just explained. "Once the Enclave homes in on their beacon, they'll realise that the Crusade are making a push, and they'll rain down on them like hellfire. It's flawed, I must admit - no offense Mr. Webb - and there are some liabilities in the plan which could worsen the situation if it goes wrong, but I think it's the best plan we've got."

Twentyfists00:01, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Well, o' course it's flawed," Silas said. "I ain't no Alexander. However, I think most of us recognize its value, and we could probably improve upon it. I betcha that you (Strauss) and Mr. Vaughton probably got some ideas as to how to make it better."

Run4urLife!00:03, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"While I can understand the merits of not underestimating the foe, never underestimate your allies." Jacob said, cocking his gun dramatically. If he was lucky, the Enclave might be unwilling to attack him now, after Raikov ordering the California troops to take him alive. But then, Matthew was here to kill him, so odds were that they'd gun him down just as soon as everyone else.

He looked at the others. Cowards. Hypocrites. Fools, nothing more. They deserved death and more for abandoning the cause they led so many others to die for.

--Cerebral plague 00:05, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, count me in. I'll gladly risk my life to get those Crusade bastards to shut the hell up. Anyway, won't anyone notice a glimmer? The Enclave are trained professionals. I think they can see some shiny stuff at night."

Twentyfists00:09, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Silas unslung the Divider. His limbs were still slowed a little by the rad meds as they coursed through his veins, but nothing some adrenaline couldn't fix when the time came. Silas looked at Jacob with newfound respect. "Alright, now, all rational individuals need to work with us in order to establish how to go about this here mission. We need someone to be able to sneak in and grab the transmitters. I volunteer myself, even though I ain't the best at sneakin' around, because the mission was my idea, and I am willin' to accept the consequences for fuckin' it up."

Solbur00:11, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Hm... I volunteer, sure, but might I suggest an alternative means of acquiring this radio beacon?" Strauss asked, peering between Silas, Jack and Jacob (not really paying attention to the others). Silas nodded, signalling for him to continue. "Well, we could..." he paused, presumably for dramatic effect. "... beat the shit out of a Crusade patrol, steal their uniforms, then try attacking an Enclave camp? And then we can steal their beacon, swipe some of their tech, piss on the soldiers' corpses, generally be asswipes and make sure an Eyebot gets a look at it. Then we can slip off into the night, and use the aforementioned Stealth Boy method of planting the beacon into a Crusade outpost. Shit, it's even less likely to work smoothly than yours, Silas, but if it does go well, it'll give the Enclave even more reason to retaliate violently."

Twentyfists00:13, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Silas burst out laughing. "Hahaha, I like you, boy! That'll work just dandy fer me! The only problem is, I can't use the Divider or my magnum, as anyone intelligent watchin' the Eyebot feed will recognize them as my weapons."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:14, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Weston "Henchmen" Foster was movig down the road, 10mm SMG in it's hoster, and a Mr. Handy robot trailing beside him.

Sensor's are picking up lifeforms!, barked the Mr. Handy. "Are they rat's?" No sir! They are human's!

Stopping and lighting a cigarrte, Weston sighed.

"How many time's do i haveto tell you, there is'nt anybody out!"

Weston had a bit of a confused look on his 19 year old face when he first saw the group of heavily-armed men.

"If Ya'll slaver's, can you guy's give me a 10 mintue headstart? 00:16, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK I'm staying" Dejan. "If he's staying, I'm staying too" Said Eliz.

Run4urLife!00:18, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"You know, thats crazy enough to pull off. Pick a few Enclave patrol camps. Usually only three or four men and maybe a Deathclaw. I could wipe one out myself." Jacob said.

Jacob walked over to where Silas and the others were standing. He looked at the Claws. They weren't going to leave Bren, but at the same time none of them could hold his gaze.

--Cerebral plague 00:22, 29 March 2009 (UTC) Jack looked over to the man walking down the road. He couldn't be more then seventeen. "We ain't slavers kid, now go along like a good little boy, this is grownup stuff!" He wanted him to go away, he didn't need another waste lander going along with the group. "Also, what kind of dumbass doesn't run away the second he see's anyone resembling Slavers!"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:24, 29 March 2009 (UTC) (UTC)

"Hey! Fuck you! I'm problay smarer then all ya'll! I don't even use Mentats!"

Solbur00:27, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Oh, you wanna put that up to a test, Wastelander?" Strauss said, strolling up to the newcomer and pulling off his helmet. Worthington followed behind him, and seemed to be giving the Wastelander's Mr. Handy a challenging look in turn.

Run4urLife!00:29, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I don't run from slavers. But then, I kill 'em as a matter of course." Jacob said. "Now, kid, who the hell are you, and why shouldn't we just beat you senseless and sell you off at Paradise Falls?"

Jacob looked at the young man, and his robot. This one was looking at him like he was a hostage. He hated when they did that. That robot would be the first thing to die. He held Mother's Woe up in both hands, ready to shoot this man and his tin-can to pieces. If Connor would get out of the way.


cerebral, dont call my men bad fighters. ur guy is the largest mary sue on this sight i have ever seen. airborne or not, these men are descendants of US military forces, just like the BoS

Holmes deicded this was enough waiting. Drawing his 92FS, he carefully made his way towards the stairwell, and back again towards the clinic door, his radiation eyesight following the trail of glowing red, blue, orange, and white. This was it. Of course, Holmes still had planning to do. No way in hell was he gonna take on all of them. He needed a distraction so he could talk to Jacob. Sure, he could probably kill the majority of them in a fair fight. However, that powered-armored figure and Jacob would kill in a team-up, and his own death would defeat the purpose. Dumbstruck, Holmes picked a position. They would have to leave first, maybe set up cap some where. Then he would have alittle conversation with Jacob.

Captain Thomas gulped as he entered the command level of Jerusalem. Straigtening his uniform, he slowly strode into the deeper confines of the levels, his brow sweating. This was the only thing that could possibly make Thomas weat, even slightly. Finally, Thomas reached the door to the war room, and punched the door control, stepping inside. The Field Marshal, sitting in his chair, watched Thomas as he came in. "Captain Thomas..." The Marshal began. "I commend you on your victory. At the same time, I want to hang you for the losses of my legions. However, the Crusade has need of you, now more than ever. You did not hesistate, and for that, you have earned the right to live. You will hunt down these fugitives, and bring them to me." The Marshal said, and stopped abruptly. The Captain nodded. That was quick. Of course, his father-figure had never been one for words.

Twentyfists00:33, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ooh, a throwdown. Just what I need today," Silas said, grinning. He walked over to where the boy stood. "So, you think you're intelligent? Explain to me, then, the school of thought known as existentialism. How about nihilism? No? Alright then, tell me why the theory behind Marxist communism was outdated by the time it was first implemented. Another miss? Could you provide a comprehensive argument both for and against the use of the atom bomb at the conclusion of World War II? No? Then shut yer trap!"

--Cerebral plague 00:35, 29 March 2009 (UTC)(Just saying, most groups employ anything they can get in the wasteland, I assume your mostly using recruit's or non higher up's. Well, that's what i assumed I was fighting. I'll make these guy's harder to kill next time OK? Crusade for now, I'll avoid fighting if possible. Also, the 350 thing he counted in the kills the claws got to by the way. I'll try to weaken my guy a little)

"Mother" Jack was pissed. Some dumb ass wouldn't walk away. He took out his .50 magnum (Hand-cannon anyone?) and aimed at his head. "I don't care, now go away before I blow your Brain's out!" Jack was tired of this. It took too long for this guy to go away. Struass was talking to him, he holstered his magnum and waited for them to finish talking.

Solbur00:37, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss took a step backwards and stared blankly at Silas for a moment, before his straight albeit confused face cracked into a smirk. "Hell, I was born and raised in a Vault and 'part from the second and the last ones, I've got no idea what you're talking about! Hah! I think we've got a winner."

He then turned back to Weston. "Hey, I was only messing with you anyway, man. I'm Strauss." He said, extending his hand forwards for him to (hopefully) shake.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:42, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"'eh, i thought i might had gone with the ciomplete martass remark, then your fried pulled a gun out on me. As for a vualt, i was born in The Chain. It's burned to the ground now, but, what do i care? I got a rbot and a fresh start."

KuHB1aM00:45, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes watched the radiation signatures and the men talking back and forth. They didn't even relaize they were being watched, Holmes sat down in plain view this time, sitting in the dark, nothing but his sunglasses and crossed arms visble. Yawning, Holmes proceeded to take out a ration pack from his pockets, pry it open, and down the dry contents, licking his lips, slightly.

Twentyfists00:45, 29 March 2009 (UTC)// Lies! Cerebral, I am the only one who has a hand cannon!

Silas held out his hand. "No hard feelin's, son. Not everyone gets to spend all their time readin' like I do."

--Cerebral plague 00:49, 29 March 2009 (UTC)(So I'm not allowed to use a gun that can blow the head of a death claw?)

Solbur00:51, 29 March 2009 (UTC)// Pretty sure it was a joke, Cerebral, don't sweat

Strauss shot an apprehensive glance towards Jack and the big-ass pistol he was waving around, scowling at the assassin before diverting his attention back to Silas and Weston.

"Well, i consider myself lucky. I can read, i can fix my robot, and i can work a Termainl. I guess that's to bad,considering you hd both Slaver's and Raider's after your hide. "

(I'm off to bed, just asusme that weson's following you guy's, just he has his mouthvery quiet. It's a rare time when he isnt talking. enjoy it while lasts)02

--Cerebral plague 00:58, 29 March 2009 (UTC)(But I holstered my gun after you started talking to him.... not important anyway)

Jack was walking around when he saw something off in the distance. He could barely see any of it, only a very slight outline. Probably an animal he thought, it's not like he wouldn't be able to kill it if it roamed near him, so he left it alone. Strauss was still talking to that kid and his robot. He walked back to the group, waiting for Strauss to finish.

Solbur01:03, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Hey, they're after everyone's hide. And remember, literacy and tech-savvy is a blessing out here in the Wastes." Strauss nodded a few times (he'd been nodding a lot lately) as he spoke to Weston. He then glanced over his shoulder at Jacob, who seemed to be getting restless. "Anyway, as pleasant as our little chat is, I assume you're aware that the Crusade is occupying D.C.?" Strauss asked the Wastelander, who nodded. Strauss, in turn, divulged their plan to Weston, who seemed to understand but fell abruptly silent from then on. "With that outta the way, we better pick up the pace a little, guys. It's awful chilly, and we're standing around like ducks out here."

--Cerebral plague 01:36, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'm fine with that, now when are we going to do the plan? The crusade aren't going to be in this condition for long, now let's go find some cover before we get our brains blown out". Jack scanned over the area, there wasn't much cover in sight. He didn't want to be off looking for it either.

KuHB1aM01:40, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes continued watching the radiation outlines of the figures, the powered armored one more than the others. An odd bunch. Holmes had noted their plans. Apparently, they were going to soe discord amongst the D.C. power houses. Unacceptable. This was the last thing the Enclave needed at the moment, especially another war. Holmes needed to prevent this from happening. Jacob was now a secondary priority.

Thomas stood at the center of the Crusade field base, having returned from his sojourn on Crusade holy ground. Ruffling his gear, Thomas greeted the junior officers, who rushed to swarn him with intel reports and the like. Waving them off, Thomas returned to his ever familiar war tent, and sat down. There was still the matter of those fugitives.

Fniff1 09:39, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"How about a random building? The places around here are mostly ruins of the former civilization." Said Dejan.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:17, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Lighting up a cigarrte, Weston looked around for a buildling that looked like it would'nt fall on there head's.

"You know, " Weston said inbetwwen a puff of his cigarrte, "I think i saw a old buildling with a oven that might work. Sure, i might take me a bit, but, i think i could get a fire going in there, warm us up. Now, if some ner-to-do's come along, we might have a problem. We could push some of the old furtine around, but, its still prreety exposed. The roof is gone and most of the wall's are blown out. Still, better then nothing."

--Cerebral plague 13:30, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'd rather be out here then in there then. I suggest we just go for a metro or something. We can fake our trail in there, and there are a few hiding spot's that are sure to keep us safe until we figure out the best possible plan. ALthough, I personally have no problem with our current one." Jack was waiting for someone else to intervene, and state the problems of his plan, and state their own. It seemed like an endless cycle.

Fniff1 13:44, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Sure,I'll agree to that" Said Dejan.

Run4urLife!15:13, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Jury Street's the closest. Or we could head back into the Vault. Med Centre's been purged of the gas, and the door locks." Jacob said. He had no problem with the Metro Stations as long as they had a sentry to watch every approach.

He was getting edgy out here. Too many places for someone to pick them off. He knew first-hand how good the Crusade Snipers were.

Fniff1 15:18, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"We better go fast,How long is jury?" Timmy asked.

--Cerebral plague 15:24, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'm fine with Jury street. Let's go as fast as possible I feel like I'm being watched or something". Jack and the gang followed Jacob, and soon there were with in a hundred feet of the place. "So I suppose this is it, where does this place exit out of anyway?"

Run4urLife!15:31, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Honestly, I'm not sure, I know the tunnels, but I don't bother with the Station names. And when I'm this far out, I usually travel overground." Jacob said, as he kicked through the chainlink gate. The Enclave camp up north of here kept putting a new padlock on it. Idiots.

Fniff1 15:35, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

They went though the subway. Dejan whistled an enclave song from enclave radio.

--Cerebral plague 17:13, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack was walking through the subway with the group. They were going for a while till he saw a dead end. Next to it, was a room with no ferals in it, contrary to the last few he passed by. There were a few chairs, and a table there. It was good enough for now. The rest entered and Jack took the first watch. He made some cover and aimed his repeater down the tunnel, his Chinese assault rifle right next to him. The others inside were talking, he could hear their conversation clearly.

Fniff1 17:22, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan could hear the sound of music. He followed it and saw it was coming from inside a wall. He saw it was pathetically weak and kicked it so hard it crumbled. He saw there was a ham radio,Playing GNR.

--Cerebral plague 17:45, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack heard something fall down, and asked Jacob what it was. Apparently, Dejan kicked down a wall and found a radio. Jack soon began to wonder why the hell a radio was inside a wall. He soon began to ponder life, but forgot what he was thinking about when he shot a feral ghoul in the face.

Fniff1 17:57, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Hello capital! Sorry if it's bein a long time but we are still alive.Normally I would have a bunch of musical holotapes,But we will have to settle for a song called....Hmmm....Oh yeah! Rock the joint!" He put the tape in.

Brengarrett18:44, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 
(bad news, I may not be on tomorow)

Bren had been silent as he was thinking fo the best plan to take down the Crusade, if they run they could get help, but then it risks the wasteland and its population, if they stay and try top attack them, they risk themselves, it was a tough desicion

Fniff1 18:51, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Timmy went over and sat beside Bren. "You look like your morals are screaming,Talk to me." Timmy said.

Brengarrett18:57, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I been trying to figure out the best plan right now, if we leave we risk he people who we trid to protect, but if we stay we risks our own lives and the hopes of them." Bren said " I was thinking that we need to ifnd some allies, I heard rumers that the crusade had torubles with some people in their ranks"

Fniff1 19:01, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Let me tell ya this,If we don't have the wasteland,What else is there to go?"Timmy put a hand on Bren's shoulder.

--Cerebral plague 19:03, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack overheard Bren and Timmy talking. "Have you guy's been listening this whole time? I thought that we were going to ambush a crusade patrol, dress up as them and attack a few enclave bases and make sure that an eye bot see's us!" It seemed that Bren was in his own little world sometimes, he had the mind of a child. He shouldn't be the one that half the wasteland counts on in a crusade attack.

Brengarrett19:07, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I have an adition to the plan, make it so that it looks like the Crusade took me, if th Enclave see me they would wnat the pleasure to kill me, they are gunning for me as well" Bren said being somewhat emberissed that he wasn't paying attention

Run4urLife!19:11, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"That was Silas' plan, not Bren's. Bren and Dejan wanted to run off to Arroyo like good little cowards, and lay low for a while. Remember the argument we had about this?" Jacob said. That was why he wasn't talking to Bren and Dejan. Timmy, on the other hand, seemed to want to stay. Maria and Eliz looked at Jacob angrily, but he returned their stare, and eventually, they lowered their eyes, knowing that they would have followed Bren out of the DC Wastes. Like the good little coward-sheep they were.

Jacob sat back in his chair, back to the wall, and folded his arms, each hand resting on a pistol.

--Cerebral plague 19:14, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Bren, I really don't think the Enclave will fight a war for one prisoner. I really think that the plan is fine as it is." Bren was brave but foolish. He reminded him of a pre war holocaust he watched once, Crazy Mike, enter the lightning zone. He was like the blaster fellow, without the master of course.

Brengarrett19:18, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Guess you're right, so how do we ambush the Crusade member, because I got a couple of flash mines we could set up then when they are blind, one of us kill them nd keeps the armer clean form bullet holes and such" Bren says trying to help

Fniff1 19:20, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"That's a good plan." Said Dejan.

Run4urLife!19:24, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Or, I could just jump him and break his neck." Jacob said. He'd been breaking Crusade necks almost non-stop since getting back from California and the ordeal with Raikov. He was getting quite numb to the deaths of these people.

Eliz and Maria were still staring fiery holes into his head, so Jacob stared them down again, and again, they looked away. Staring at him wasn't going to kill him. In the MR-5, Jacob doubted even dropping the Metro station roof on him would kill him. No way he was getting out of it for the sake of secrecy. If making it look like a Crusade job was as important as he thought it was, then he'd just hang back and snipe.

Brengarrett19:27, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Alright, so lets do the plan and quit arguing" Ben said annoyed, he just wanted tol be able to relax without the Threat of doom over his head

--Cerebral plague 19:29, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"No, we don't try to blind them. We sit back and aim for the head, we leave one survivor, and interrogate him. No reason to do anything else, also Jacob, I think that these guy's have guns. Guns that can shoot bullets, so, getting within range to jump 6 feet on someone's neck is out of the question. Jack walked back to his post, he fired a bullet at a few corners of the place, lighting up the area, no one had entered since.

Brengarrett19:32, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"What I want to know is why they hate Mutants and ghouls so much, Mutants I can understand, no offense Jason" Bren said

Jason: No problem I am used to it

Jason went back to reading his book

"Ghouls I can't understand, I mean once you think about it, in this type of world Ghouls woul survive better then Humans"

Solbur19:36, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Probably because they look fuck-ugly." Strauss theorised, then swore under his breath as he realised that a Ghoul and a Super Mutant were present. "... by the standards of most humans. No offense." He added hastily. Timmy and Jason were not impressed, but both nodded slowly. "They must think they'll scare their kids or something."

Brengarrett19:38, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Jackal in NEw York, yeah but Jason and Timmy here, would most likly be scared by a Crusade Kid" Bren Joiked and everyone laughs, Jacob just did a slight grin that was there for a for .00003 Seconds

Run4urLife!19:39, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Guess Jack doesn't know how much of a sneaky bastard I am. Or how fast I am." Jacob thought aloud. (Warrior Weapons. He's as close to a perfect super soldier as you can get)

He ignored Dejan's derisive snort. The Loner knew Jacob could break him in half, the snort was a sarcastic joke.

"And the Crusade hate Ghouls and mutants because they're a bunch of psuedo-Enclave humanocentric fascists." Jacob said to Bren.

Brengarrett19:40, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Humo what?" Bren says having no idea what Jacob ment, all he understoon was Psuedo-Enclave, and Fascists

Fniff1 19:45, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Basically the same attitude that brought the war." Dejan said.

Solbur19:46, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Humanocentric. You know, human... centric. They think humans are better than everyone else." Strauss said in a very slow and clear tone of voice, as though explaining something in layman's terms to a child. He obviously didn't realise how patronising he sounded, as the next thing he did was pull out a can of Cram and a fork from his bag and begin to chow down obliviously. "And, uh, no, Dejan, not really," Strauss continued in between mouthfuls of preserved God-knows-what.

Run4urLife!19:48, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ignore him Connor, he's the village idiot." Jacob sighed. He pulled a mutfruit from nowhere and began eating.

Fniff1 19:51, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"No look,It's the same thing,Scared of the other race. That's what caused it. Fear." Said Dejan. He flipped Jacob.

Brengarrett19:52, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren grabed his rifle and Aimed it at Jacob and he was mad at him

": Never insult my friend, I don't care if you are an Enclave Agent former or not, if yo insult my friend you are insulting me and I don't like that: ":Bren said with his finger o nthe trigger, he wasn't scaring Jacob but he had balls lets give him that (he is a guy too and that helps LOL)

Run4urLife!19:55, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob calmly drew a gun, pointing it at Maria, and then another one at Eliz.

"Go ahead, Bren, are you fast enough? Go on, make my day." Jacob growled.

He would kill every last one of the Claws if it came down to a fight this time. No doubt about it.

Solbur19:56, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss smirked at Jason's remark, but didn't really pay any notice to it. He quite liked Dejan, in truth. He was about to say something when he noticed that Bren was aiming his hunting rifle at Jacob. He immediately put his Cram down and closed his hand around the handle of his sawn-off shotgun, but kept it in its holster. He wasn't really sure who he would shoot if anything happened, but it felt strangely reassuring to have it in his hands, like a child with a teddy bear.

"Hey, easy, guys! It was an off-hand crack; not worth someone getting shot over." He said uneasily, trying to defuse the situation diplomatically.

Brengarrett19:58, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren lowers the gun

"Fine you don't have the balls t ofight on your own, you have to take a hostage, eh Jacob" Bren says

Solbur20:01, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss was fast, fast for someone sitting down wearing Power Armor anyway. Within five seconds (well, maybe not that fast) he was aiming his sawn-off at Bren. In the other hand, he held his fork, chunk of Cram on it and all, in the most threatening manner such an instrument could be held.

"Don't push it, man. Just chill out." He neglected to mention that his shotgun was not loaded.

Brengarrett20:02, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"What are you Mad max?" Bren asks him (Gun ain't loaded so I though t we needed the joke)

Run4urLife!20:04, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"He's the only one here with any brains. As in the only one that knows not to fuck with me. So Bren, you want a one on one, there's a nice little plaza outside the station." Jacob said.

Brengarrett20:05, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob noticed somthing, it was the familer feeling from ana certain Chimera, of course rthe guy wasn't i nplain view thanks to the sleath boy but he was the onyl person to notice

--Cerebral plague 20:06, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Will you stop arguing, I want to leave this hell hole soon, I feel like I'm being watched or something." "Those dumb asses are fighting when we could of already done the plan" "Also Bren, put that thing away before Jacob blows off your head!" Jack was pissed, Bren was starting a fight over a joke about Dejan. And Jacob should of shot the gun out of Bren's hand already.

Brengarrett20:08, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

A Voice out of nowhere: My my, quite a gang eh Jacob?

Run4urLife!20:10, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"They're not mine. I only own the room." Jacob laughed. "You can come out now Skyler, and you can get the claws away from Bren's head."

--Cerebral plague 20:12, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack looks over, and notices the man with the claw thing. "So, old friend of yours Jacob? Or just another guy trying to kill you?"

Brengarrett20:14, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Skyler came into View surprising everyone, his Metal claw on his right hand was somthing to be scared off

Skyler: Hello, my name is Skyler, a fallen Demon of the Enclave, I heard about you Bren Tenkage, and how you tried to fight off the Crusade

Ben: Uh thanks?

Skyler: Don't worry unlike Jacob here, I can you say more ocial and kinder Skyler's monotone voice is somewhat reasurring but people don't really trust him

Skyler: I was just in the neribohood so I thought I drop in here for food or somthing ,didn't think I find Jacob here

Run4urLife!20:18, 29 March 2009 (UTC)// Didn't you pass Skyler on to me? And he's even less social than Jacob!

Skyler walked across the room and sat down next to Jacob. The two had some kind of unseen bond. Like twins or something. Between them, they'd wipe the Claws out if it came to it. Hell, between them, they'd probably be able to slaughter their way through the Crusade camp and plant the beacon without using Stealth Boys.

--Cerebral plague 20:20, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Fallen Demon? What the hell does that mean? You left like Jacob or something?" The new visitor was odd, he seemed to come from out of nowhere. Jack put his hand on his magnum, watching this guy. He seemed friendly, but you can't tell a book by it's cover. He was talking to Jacob, so he lowered his gun and got back to his post. Seemed like anyone could of got through by now.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:23, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Are you guy's always like this?"

Act 6Edit

Fniff1 20:28, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Hi skyler,How are you?" Dejan asked.

Run4urLife!20:30, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ah, small annoying man, how are you. I'm fine, seeing as how you asked." Skyler said happily. That tone of voice coming from him was downright unsettling.

Jacob explained his and Bren's little falling out, and how Dejan had always had issues with him to Weston.

Solbur20:31, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"So yes, I'd say we are," Strauss said to Weston before shoving another forkful of Cram into his mouth. He suddenly felt strangely paranoid that there could be other unknown people hiding around them, Stealth Boys activated, with blades dangerously close to their throats. The thought chilled him, so he put his food away and pulled his helmet back on, just in case.

--Cerebral plague 01:12, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I suppose that your supposed to make sure no one steal's our stuff when we go raid the base. Don't worry though, we wont take a while. We murder people quicker then you might think. Besides, you any good with a gun?" Jack hadn't seen Weston do anything memorable in combat so far, so he assumed that he wasn't very good with a gun.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:33, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Hey, if your not going to eat that, can i have it? I'm kidna hungry"

Weston hd ulledhis litte bucket that he was itting on closer to Strauss, with his Mr Handy robot hovering near him.

Solbur20:35, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Sure," Strauss said as he handed the half-eaten can of Cram and the fork over to Weston. "If you give a damn about hygeine, you might wanna wipe the fork or something."

Run4urLife!20:37, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Does anyone care about hygeine any more?" Jacob said rhetorically.

"The Enclave do, as do the California Brotherhood of Steel." Skyler said. Apparently, he needed to work on his conversation skills.

Jacob and Skyler stood up, and volunteered for second watch. They had a lot of catching up to do.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:47, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"So, Strauss. I've ben ndering this. Where did you get your armour from? Come across a Brotherhod patrol, wathecd them get wiped out, then grab there armour and made a run for it?"

Solbur21:04, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Close. Found it on some Brotherhood guy's body, but it was hardly in working condition. Then, I... suddenly got hold of a lot of spare parts to perform repairs with." Strauss sounded somewhat solemn with that last sentence and paused momentarilly, but any expressions were hidden under his helmet. "So yeah. I got it up and running and I've been modding it since. Musta been almost... three, four years ago since I got it, yeah." He explained.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:09, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Hmm...and you manged to keep it workng? How many part's are needed just to make sure it dosen't crush you?"

Run4urLife!21:12, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I wasn't going to mention this, but, most of that stuff looks like Outcast Armor. You've even got an Outcast symbol on the lower left shoulder pad." Jacob said.

Strauss jumped at that. Bren snapped back to alertness, reaching for his gun, but Skyler silenced him with aquick glare. Jacob had missed the psychotic butcher, truth to be told, with his superhuman strength, and a stare that would make a Behemoth shit its kacks.

Solbur21:20, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Oh, yeah. That." Strauss muttered with a sigh as he removed his helmet and peered at the symbol. "About a year 'fore they went Westwards, I used to help out this group of 'em, Delta Patrol. They let me keep a suit of Power Armor we found they otherwise would've archived, which is pretty much the ultimate mark of respect, I'd say. Poor bastards got beat to death by a Behemoth.

"That's where I got the sudden supply of spare parts I just mentioned. It seemed kinda two-faced to roam around with the colours of some organisation you ain't affiliated with, so I painted over it. Kept the emblem, though." Strauss bowed his head and put his helmet back on at that. He'd tried not to think about all that for so long now.

Run4urLife!21:30, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I fought with them all the way from Old Olney to Fairfax. Good soldiers, unbowed to the last. Bren served with us too, but he left for god knows what reasons." Jacob said, a look of nostalgia creeping over his face. "It was a great battle. The Crusade got whipped like dogs."

Jacob was looking forward to beating them down again. He had to admit, the Crusade were fantastic villains to push against, but the Wastelands needed to be rid of extremists like that if it was to heal. Even Jacob might have to retire if peace came to the Wastes. But that wouldn't happen in their lifetimes. Probably not even in their grandchildren's lifetimes.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:41, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well, i grew up in The Chain. Place is burned to the ground now, due to a well-armed force of Raiders. I did'nt have to deal with Super Muntants, but, hey, Strauss. Your not the only one who saw his friend's be killed. Mine were klled by a firing line, your's by a Behemoth"

Run4urLife!21:46, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I used to be a Regulator, part of a fairly big group working up past Raven Roack. We were employed to clear out a raider town. My whole unit was deemed expendable, and we were wiped out, except for me. Then, the rest of the group got torn apart. Wothout the Regulators to watch the place, my home burned, and my wife, son and daughter were eaten alive by Talon Company attack dogs." Jacob said. Skyler was the only person in the room who already knew that.

Jacob took a swig of Balma, which he had pickpocketted from that LVBoS Paladin. It was strong stuff, but he didn't care, he always drank when he talked about his family. He had no idea why that helped, but it did.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:53, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"At least you used to have someone watching your back."

Finally finding a Nuka Cola, Weston twisted the cap off and pockted it. Taking a swig of it, he looked at the bottle.

"You know, i wonder who made this bottle. Was it a guy, or a girl? Maybe it was a robot..."

--Cerebral plague 21:57, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"I myself grew up in New york. Mom was killed in front of me by raiders, and my dad may or may not be dead. Got into a few fights one day, moved to the capital wasteland to escape the guys trying to kill me. Some eccentric rich guy held a tournament and one thing led to another and here I am today." Weston, a robot made that thing probably. Human labor probably wasn't even necessary for the most part those days."

Run4urLife!22:04, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"CNC machines make those bottles. I modified the tools from one to make a lathe. Used it to modify my guns." Jacob said.

Jacob looked at the balma flask. It was nearly empty. Damn Jacob thought.

He leaned forward, scratching his chin. He looked around the room at the gathered group. Bren and his lot, still talking about heading to Arroyo. Which would probably get them killed. Jacob nearly got killed more times than he could remember as he crossed the States, and he was a Warrior Weapon. This lot would end up as a footnote in the history books.

Then he looked at Weston, Silas, Jack, Strauss and Skyler. True fighters, ready to go ahead with Silas' plan at a moments notice. If they failed, they would all be reviled as villains who fought for their own crooked beliefs. If they succeeded, they'd have a statue like the Anchorage Memorial. Jacob shuddered at the thought of his statue staring down at the people, with his angery look in his eyes.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:10, 29 March 2009 (UTC) Norticing Jacob's shiver, Weston nodded slowy.

"Yeah, kinda is cold in here...hold on a sec...."

Gathering all the peices of paper he saw lying on the floor, He flipped over his buket, and put it near the center of the group. Putting all the paper inside the pucket,he took matches and light it, casuing a small fire. Grabbing some Mole-Rat meat, He stuck it over the fire, and put a igarrte in his mouth, taking the osscinal puff.

"So, what's the plan? We going to stay in this room forever, or what?"

--Cerebral plague 22:16, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"We need do the plan soon guys. We're waiting here drinking while wastelanders are being man handled by the crusade. The faster the enclave try to kill them, the faster we win this war." Jack was wondering why he was sticking around. He could f

--Cerebral plague 22:16, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"We should do the plan soon guys. We're waiting here drinking while wastelanders are being man handled by the crusade. The faster the enclave try to kill them, the faster we win this war." Jack was wondering why he was sticking around. He could find some transport with in a hour and be out of here before the next day.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:25, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well, i've only met the Crusade once. It was just a patrol, but, they did push me around a bit. I'm not sure if having your bottle cap's exorted from you is a good reason for revenge, but, hey. I'll stick along if only for the prmise of some loot."

Run4urLife!22:29, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob nodded and stood up. Bren had decided to stick with them for now, but he had said he was still considering heading to Arroyo. Skyler stood up and followed Jacob and Jack out of the room. The others gathered their gear and got ready to follow.

Jacob and Skyler were talking relaxedly about where Skyler had been since Santa Anna. Here and there, as Skyler had put it. Ran into a few slaver camps, and decided to try and atone for his sins while working with the Enclave. He killed the raiders, and set the slaves free. Unfortunately, he just let them head off, and he later found them killed by a Deathclaw, which he then killed. Then he had moved through Kansas and Illinois, where he ran into hairy Deathclaws, bigger and meaner than the Deathclaws down here. Unsettling to say the least.

--Cerebral plague 22:33, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"I've seen hairy death claws. Don't mess with them I tell you, one swipe and there goes all your blood, another one and there isn't anything left of you! Well, here's the tunnel exit, where can we find a crusade patrol....."

Run4urLife!22:36, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Listen for the sound of overwhelming self-satisfaction." Jacob said.

"Or sniff out the bullshit they always talk." Skyler said.

Either way would work. The group stepped out into the night, ready to kill the nearest Crusaders without a second thought.

--Cerebral plague 22:43, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

They had been walking for several minutes when they saw a group of crusaders walking by. Jack crouched down and aimed for one's head, he shot and managed to kill the one in the back. The rest of the group started shooting too, and soon, there was only one left. 22:53, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"May I have the honer?" asked Dejan.

Brengarrett23:00, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Fraid not Dejan" Skyler says "We do need to interagate him " He adds as he runs to the solider and holds the Claws to his neck

"We have a few questions for you" He says grinning evil like

"Yikes " Bren says as Jason wheels him around

Twentyfists23:04, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Do we really have questions for him?" Silas asked. "Personally, I'd prefer to jus' hamstring his legs and leave him fer the dogs, after strippin' off his armor, 'a course."

Brengarrett23:09, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Don't worry we will, after we get the answers we seek" He says grinning as he removes the mans Helmet

The man was a meek looking man and he looked like he was about 17 but he had bags under his eyes he must have had lack of sleep

Man: Look you don't want to kill me, I can get you into theba-

HE is interrupted by Skyler holding his claw to his arttery

Man: Sorry

Skyler: Bren

Bren is wheel to the man

Bren: My name is Bren tenkage, leader of the Claws

Man: Hank Tracy, Private for the Crusade, and a fan of yours

Bren: Fan?

Hank: You see, the crusade soliders respect you, of course we dont' admit it, to be honest some of us don't really mind well I was born into this army

Bren: Explain

Hank: Well My parents were in the Crusade, so when I was born I forced into it, and yet I feel as though we are wrong (can you say new member? LOL)

Twentyfists23:11, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Silas gritted his teeth and slowly blew through them, puffing up his cheeks in an irritated expression. He pulled out his magnum and pointed it at the soldier's head. "Boy, cut the bullshit, or I swear to the Lord Almighty, yer gonna lose yer head, literally."

Solbur23:12, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I'll just take that." Strauss said as he swiped the Desert Eagle from a severely wounded Crusade soldier who wasn't quite dead yet. He weighed the pistol (or was it too big for that moniker) in his hand idly, before pulling his sawn-off from its holster and sticking the Deagle in its place. It didn't really fit, but he didn't really care. As a gesture of kindness, he dropped the shotgun in front of the soldier, who, weak but defiant, took hold of it, aimed up his Power Armored adversary's head and, with a stuttered cry of "Fuck you!", pulled the trigger.

It still wasn't loaded.

The last thing he saw was his own sidearm aimed at him. "Damn, I love the kick of this thing!" Strauss said to nobody in particular and took the Crusader's spare magazines. He repeated this process of unburied grave-robbing on each of the Crusade patrol's corpses until eventually he had quite a few rounds for it.. He glanced at another one left alive, who was being "interrogated". What the hell were the others waiting for? What information did they need? Strauss frowned but merely observed for now.

Brengarrett23:16, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Hank looks like he is gonna cry

Hank: Look you don't have to believe me, but please spare me, I am tred of being in he crusade, I don't die a murderer, I want to be a Chef, but they forced me to fight, to be honest I rather be a ghoul then what I am now

He was starting to shed some tear in which bren touches his shoulder and motions for Skyler to back off a bit

Bren: Hank, you can change, you can help us, I won'task you to join but I am willing to forgive you

Hank smiles and pull out a peice of paper with some codes

Hank: This is some of the codes to the Base, you can use it to help in your fight

Bren turns to the Others

Bren: So what do we do guys?

Solbur23:22, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I say we get this bastard out of my sight very quickly." Strauss snapped. "Whether he's a Crusade deserter or not, it does beg the question; how many innocent people has he killed? He says he wanted to leave the Crusade, but have you noticed that it's only now his squad is dead and he's not far off himself that he's begging for mercy and saying he's repentant? If he was really sick of the Crusade's way of operating, he could have went AWOL at any time."

--Cerebral plague 23:27, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, I still say we cut his throat. Never trust the enemy unless they don't have a way to kill you, or have something we want. Now then, I suggest you tell us every single detail about the crusade before we break every single one of your fingers, and tie you to a tree and let a yao gai nibble on your legs. Or better yet, give you to a nice slaver home, where they can beat you senseless. Also, if you cry again i swear I'll cut your eyes out of their sockets.

Twentyfists23:32, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Beat him senseless? Hell, we can do that now!" Silas grunted. "He gave us what we wanted, and I ain't got no use for a deserter and a coward, especially a Crusade one. What's gonna stop him from desertin' you fellers too? Nothin', that's what!"

Almost as an afterthought, he added, "If yer gonna take him in anyway, lemme punch him in the face to teach him a lesson."

Brengarrett23:35, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren motions for them to leave

"Guys think baout this, if he wanted to go Awol, he would have been hunted down, I think he was too scared to leave, maybe he didn't have the balls to leave the group without risk of killed by the squad or worse, I say we trust him, but we tie his ahand togather to make sure he doesn't run or attack us" Bren says

JAson: I agree with Bren

Eliz: What ever Bren says I'm with

Maria: I don't like him, but Bren makes sense, Raiders have the same code abotu leaving gangs

HAnk smiles and doesn't object to Jacob tying his hands togather and taking his items minues thepower armer and helmet

Hank: anyway The crusade has a strong fortafatacion, now if you want to get in, I suggest we-

Bren: Thats not the plan, the plan is to get the Enclave to attack the Crusade, either way we lose a molerat on our chest

Twentyfists23:41, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Alright, fine, sheep!" Silas yelled. Crusaders got his blood up.

He walked up to Hank. "Crusader pansy, you know what time it is? Yeah, that's right. Time fer me to punch you in the face." He snapped his hand forward and struck Hank hard in the face. The punch struck him in the mouth, drawing blood and breaking a few teeth. "Speak agin or cry and I fuckin' break you!"

He backed up and turned to Bren. "Don't you dare pull yer guns on me. I said I'd punch him in the face, and I did. He'll be fine anyway, so long as he don't open his trap agin."

--Cerebral plague 23:43, 29 March 2009 (UTC)

"Now then, this is why I don't like the claws. They got a soft spot for everyone in the wastes. Half the time I want to slit someones throat, or feed them to the yao gai there all "No, he has good inside" and I hate that. You guy's are never inclined to a good throat cutting. Now, hank whyt he hell are you carrying around crusade codes? Either your a higher up trying to trick us, or just trying to get out of this alive. Let's say i ask this gentlemen here that I shot in the chest. You, what do you think of this gentlemen here? The crusader coughed up some blood saying "Burn in hell" before going back to unconsciousness or dying, Jack could never tell. Well then, your ally want's me to kill you then, I suggest we comply."

Brengarrett23:45, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

Bren was obivsly annyed

"Ok Jack you can kill the others do what you want with them, as for the codes, well I got nothing, these look like chicken scratch to me" BRen siad looking at them (Don't forget computors andBren = DUH?)

Solbur23:50, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Send 'em my way, Bren, I'll see if I can't make sense of them." Strauss said, and Bren quickly obliged. Strauss took a quick look at them, mentally deciphering the codes. He was unfamiliar with the Crusade's way of writing code out, but he'd been using terminals regularly for the majority of his life, and it didn't take him long. "... Hang on, these are passcodes for digitally locked doors!" Strauss bursted out, tearing his eyes away from the piece of paper to glare at the rogue Crusader they'd tied up.

Brengarrett23:51, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Is thata good or a bad thing?" Bren asks not undertsanding the comment

Solbur23:55, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Well, it's a bad thing, 'cause it's not like the doors are going to be the biggest obstacles if we're infiltrating a base, is it?!" Strauss was evidently quite angry now. He tore the piece of paper in half and threw both pieces at the ground, his hand lingering around the handle of his new holstered D'Eagle. "... wait," he said suddenly, then bent down and picked the pieces back up. "These might actually come in handy. Better keep hold of them, just in case." He stuffed the piece(s) of paper into Worthington's storage compartment for safe keeping.

Brengarrett23:59, 29 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok next partof the plan, how do we get the enclave's attention...Iw was thinking high grade exploisives and important documents" Bren says grinning nd Hank grins a bit (with a bitof blood flowing out)

Twentyfists00:26, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"No, boy, we attack their camp, dressed up as Crusade gorrilas, take their transmitter, then give off a signal inside the Crusade camp, leadin' the Enclave right to their doorstep," Silas said. "Stick with the plan." He walked up to a Crusader corpse, struck it with the butt of his magnum to make sure that it was dead, and began to systematically loot the body. He donned Crusader power armor, took all the ammo, and grabbed the dead Crusader's D'Eagle and Sniper Rifle.

The power armor took a little getting used to, and Silas moved sluggishly for a little, but soon he was moving at normal speed with very little exertion of force. Impressive. No wonder every faction wants to get their hands on this stuff, he thought. Still, Silas was wary of the vulnerable points in power armor, points he had learned to recognize and aim for as soon as he broke ties with the AWA. The D'Eagle he found impressive as well. Although it did not pack the range or power of his modified magnum, it was still a powerful piece of hardware. Once again, he could see why the Crusade used them.

--Cerebral plague 00:35, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I have the plan worked out in my mind right now. We snipe off all the guards guarding the base. We only shoot from outside. Then all of us enter to kill survivors, tricking them into thinking that we have a large group outside. We then steal some crap, and we get the hell out of there before reinforcements come." Jack's plan of attack was flawed, but it would work. He didn't think that a more advanced plan that took more time time was really going to help them any less. He started putting on crusader garb, and soon the whole group looked like crusaders. Now all they had to do was find a enclave camp.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:44, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Which leads me to my question. What am i suposed to do while you guy's raid the base?!"

KuHB1aM01:05, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

I've been gone all day playing paintball. Some one catch me up?

Holmes watched as the group removed gear from the dead group of soldiers. Holmes had to admit that they were good fighters, but not on a par with his own skill. Except for Jacob. Jacob would eat Holmes alive. Holstering his Colt 1911 (i changed it), Holmes continued to watch the group ever weary. He was suprised that they hadn't discovered him yet. Especially Jacob.

Thomas was confused. Patrol 7-8-1 hadn't returned yet. "John," Thomas said, "I want 7-8-1 detained on arrival. Something's wrong. Check their holotags, and have a company member personally identify them." Thomas said. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

--Cerebral plague 01:12, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I suppose that your supposed to make sure no one steal's our stuff when we go raid the base. Don't worry though, we wont take a while. We murder people quicker then you might think. Besides, you any good with a gun?" Jack hadn't seen Weston do anything memorable in combat so far, so he assumed that he wasn't very good with a gun.

Solbur01:16, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss finished putting on his temporary suit of unmodified T-4x armour and then pulled on his helmet, shifting it slightly from one side to the other until he could see directly through the visor, then began stuffing his usual armour into Worthington's storage compartment. There wasn't nearly enough room for Impact, so he passed the Hammer to Jason. "Keep hold of that, would ya, buddy? Don't loose it and don't use it too much." The friendly Super Mutant nodded, holding the hammer gingerly as though even touching it in the wrong way could damage it. Strauss smirked at this, before picking up an R91 Assault Rifle from a Crusader's body. He could probably get away with using his Laser Rifle as it didn't have any visible modifications, but from what he'd gathered, the Crusade strongly favoured regular small arms, so he couldn't take that chance and went for the added authenticity option instead. He was used to his Laser Rifle, however, and the recoil of using an assault rifle could take some getting used to. It'd have to do.

"I guess you could hang out with whoever isn't tagging along?" Strauss suggested to Weston. There were five men in that patrol; five disguises to assault the Enclave camp with. Jacob had mentioned something about sniping out of view in his MR-5, so with him, Silas and Jack, there were two more suits of Airborne uniform. Two more spots open for attacking the camp. "So, any takers?"

KuHB1aM01:22, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas was confused. Patrol 7-8-1 hadn't returned yet. "John," Thomas said, "I want 7-8-1 detained on arrival. Something's wrong. Check their holotags, and have a company member personally identify them." Thomas said. Something was wrong. Very wrong. If Patrol 7-8-1, mostly recruits, had encountered any trouble, they had been instructed to call for back up. Even stranger, Patrol 7-8-1 had been traveling dangerously close to the suspected fugitive area. Most troubling.

Following their radiation signatures, Holmes watched the group don their armor. He felt it was finally time to make an entrance. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, senior." Holmes said, stepping towards them. He was taking a massive gamble. Jacob was the first to notice him. "I should've killed you in Cali, when I killed Randall and Luke at the guard post." Jacob said, his voice angry. Holmes raised an eyebrow at Jacob's rad signature. "Quite the contrary, Mr. Vaughton." Holmes said. One of them spoke up. "Buddy, you better get the fuck out, before I string you up." It was a woman. Holmes smiled, and the woman approached him, and attempted to shove him away. Holmes side stepped, grabbed her arm, applied pressure, and snapped one of her bones. Eliz cried out in agony. "You don't know who I am, do you" Holmes said, and threw her aside. "Jacob, if we might have a word in private." Holmes said. This time, it was an animal, a massive Yao Guai. Again, not feeling like staining his gloves, Holmes side stepped, drew his Colt 1911, and fired into the beast's jaws, wounding the animal. It growled in pain. "Now," Holmes said, "if we might make first introductions. "I am Dutch Holmes. One of Jacob's classmates from school."

--Cerebral plague 01:29, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, are you the kind of friend that want's to kill Jacob, here for a talk, or both?" This stranger wasn't the first man that came here because he was a friend, but not the first person to come to kill him either. Jack had his hand on his gun, waiting for the stranger to attack anyone unprovoked.

KuHB1aM01:33, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"More or less, both." Holmes said. The man reacted with drawing his gun. Holmes, much faster, drew his weapon, and fired at the massive revolver, shooting the holster and gun off the man's leg without wounding him. "I suggest you do not intervene. I would study your wounded counterparts here."

Solbur01:37, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

By the time Holmes had shot the holster off Jack's leg, Strauss's new D'Eagle was already in his hands and aimed at the unruly newcomer's head. "Drop the gun, asswipe. I'm the one wearing Power Armor and I'm the one with ten buddies. To clear things up, you're not laying a finger on Jacob and then walking away. Is that alright with you?"

KuHB1aM01:42, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes yawned. Taking off his sunglasses, he wiped them off, and gently placed them back on. "Hey Connor, he's blind!!!" one of them said. "I assure you, I can see quite perfectly." Holmes said. The man moved foward, this one apprently named Dejan, and aimed for Holmes' head with a punch. Holmes ducked, and responded with a punch to the gut. The man reeled, having not wore power armor like his counterparts. Holmes looked towards the radiation signature of Connor. "That gun of your is nice. However, at this range, and the angle your pointing it, you would never have enough time to properly aim it. Niether would your other friends. Jacob, maybe, but you'd be dead by then. All I request is a word with Jacob."

(goin' offline. don't do anything rash, like kill or capture holmes. maybe a duel between jacob and holmes, with holmes having to watch his back against the others)

--Cerebral plague 01:53, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack had went over and stared at his gun. He could repair it easily, but he needed another 44. magnum. "Well, then I suppose it's out of the question to draw my either of my two other magnums and shoot you then? Jacob, try to make this quick, preferably with a bullet or him ending up with a broken neck". Anyway, Jack put the damaged gun and it's holster back on his leg. He would use a assault rifle during the attack anyway. The newcomer was quick with his gun, fast enough that he could of killed one of us by now. Although that would of resulted in his death also. (Going offline now by the way)

Solbur01:55, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss grunted and glanced over his shoulder at Jacob, whose facial expression was concealed by his helmet. He then looked back at Holmes, and it dawned on him that by turning away just then, he'd exposed himself and could have easily been killed. But this new guy hadn't tried anything. He lowered his pistol and holstered it. "Go on. Have your word." He said, stepping to the side. Holmes nodded, almost politely (almost), blankly ignoring what Jack had said and moved forwards. Strauss kept a close eye on him, however. He was confident that Jacob could kick this guy's ass if it turned violent, but if he was indeed a "classmate", didn't that mean that they went to the California Institute of Asskicking together? Hopefully Jacob was top of the class. Strauss scowled. He didn't like this one bit.

Fniff1 14:35, 30 March 2009 (UTC)Sorry,Had to go to work.

"Who the hell are you?" Asked Dejan.

Run4urLife!15:38, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Walk." Jacob said to Holmes. Without the memory grafts, he knew full well that this fella was quite dangerous. What interested him was how he knew Jacob from "school". Maybe his memory grafts were faulty. Or incomplete. It didn't matter much, Holmes here didn't have conscious access to all of his training. That was the greatest strength and the greatest weakness of a Warrior Weapon. It made them unpredictable fighters, you alwas had to second guess them, but they also couldn't operate to full capacity.

Jacob and Holmes moved out of earshot from the rest, other than Skyler, but leaving his hearing range would involve moving out of sight. And that would mean that Dejan and Eliz, being the idiots they were would follow them and start a fight. Jacob reconsidered not going out of sight. It would be a brilliant excuse to execute Dejan. That would be one less annoyance in his life.

Fniff1 15:42, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan took Eliz by the hand. "Listen,we have to back off. Just get out of the f*cking way." She nodded and they both went back a few meters.

Run4urLife!15:49, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob pulled off his helmet. The look the two Warrior Weapons exchanged spoke a thousand words. A look of recognition, and hate. That was all that had kept Jacob going in that facility in California. Pure, unrelenting hate. Holmes returned an equally baleful gaze, with his hollow, flickering eyes.

"Go on then." Jacob said. Holmes sighed, looking as if he had both hoped and dreaded that Jacob would say that.

Fniff1 15:52, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Now we back off faster." They did just that.

Run4urLife!16:11, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// Cueing soundtrack - Artist: Rage Against the Machine, Album: Rage Against the Machine, Track: Bombtrack. Had to say it.

Jacob and Holmes jumped in opposite directions, Holmes moving with amazing agility for a blind man, Jacob moving with unnatural agility for a man in the second most powerful suit of Power Armor in the Wastelands. Holmes performed an impressive back handspring, as Jacob pulled a butterfly kick style movement. Both landed in cover, Holmes behind a ruined wall, Jacob on the far side of an exploded bus, nothing but the chassis left.

Holmes fired over his cover, but Jacob dropped to the ground and fired under the bus, his HEI bullets tearing through the flimsy wall. Holmes had already moved, rolling to the side, firing again. Jacob rolled, pulling his helmet back on as he went. Skyler grabbed Jason as he went to step in, shaking his head at the Super Mutant.

Jacob and Holmes were constantly moving, dodging each other's lines of fire, while returning their own fire, in a deadly dance of bullets and death. More than once, Dejan had ducked as stray bullets ricocheted off the hillock he was lying behind. Jacob and Holmes were only watching each other, second-guessing each movement, trying to preempt each attack. Jacob had the upper hand, but Holmes was holding his own just enough that Jacob couldn't quite make the coup de grace.

This would be settled in close combat. Jacob drew his KA Bar, while Holmes lunged at him with a standard issue Enclave Combat Knife, a smaller version of the KA Bar, without the saw teeth on the back edge. Holmes was quick, but Jacob was quicker. Holmes was strong, but Jacob was stronger, soon Holmes was fighting for his life. He went for a kick to Jacob's leg to give himself breathing room, but Jacob intercepted it with his own kick. Then Holmes fired his holstered pistol, hoping it wouldn't take his foot off. The gamble worked, the shot hit Jacob's chest. It bounced off his armor, but he slowed for a second, just long enough for Holmes to break off combat and run. He'd be back.

Fniff1 16:17, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"NOW WE RUN LIKE F*CK!!" Cried Dejan and they ran.

--Cerebral plague 18:55, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack watched the fight. He was wondering why Jacob had not shot Holmes while he was running away. He was thinking about it, but if Jacob wanted to he would of done it already. Better not anger him, at this range Jacob could shoot him square in the face. He started walking towards Dejan, still running. "Come one, fight's over!" He turned around, he didn't think Dejan heard him.

Fniff1 19:01, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"What?" Dejan said. Then,He fell down a steep hill,Went onto a rock,Flew through the air and landed on some barbed wire. Jack burst out Laughing.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:29, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Can anybody tell me what just happened? I heard Run, then looked back and saw some crazy ass shit."

Weston had a 10mm SMG out, and was slowly walking oer to a dead Airborne solider, looking at it's Combot Armour.

"And anther thing. I think i might be able to fit into this guy's combat armour. Of course, i'd prolby need to cover my face, but, hey. At least you'll have another gun"

And what about me, sir?

"I dunno, stay with Struass robot. And should'nt we get that guy who fell?"

Weston stared to take off the Airborne's soldier Combot armour, befoe picking up the Assalt rifle. Taking another one of the Assualt rifle's he saw laying on the ground, Weston went to work with the, trying to repair it.

KuHB1aM20:29, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes swiveled as he turned back, the momentary interlude giving both him and Jacob rest for a single moment. "You haven't lost your touch, have you, Jacob? I'd figure that life out here in the east would soften you up slightly!" Holmes yelled, reloading. Jacob didn't answer, of course. Finishing his reload, Holmes raised his pistol once again, looking for a target. He missed it. Jacob had snuk up on him. Barely having time to react, Holmes instinctively dropped his gun to his holster, and sub-consciously raised his combat knife from his sleeve.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:51, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Looking over to where Jacob had gone, he simply scrachted his head before pushin his eye-glasses closer, and putting a combat helment on. Lighting a ciggarrte, he stood next to Struass.

"So, we going to let blind guy and Jacob duel it out, or...will we go on with our plan?"

Fniff1 20:55, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Dejan put his hand up. "Has anyone noticed me?" He asked.

KuHB1aM20:59, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I heard that, buddy!" Holmes said, and momentarily shoved Jacob away as he grappled for control of his own knife. Blind guy. He'd make that man squeal. But not right now. Right now, he was just focusing all his efforts on fighting Jacob. Then that man was as good as dead. Holmes tightened his grip as he lunged for Jacob, who narrowly missed his own lunge. Holmes rolled over onto his feet, coming up behind Jacob, who drew his own weapon. Of course, never bring a knife to a gun fight. As Jacob's assault rifle came under his arm to bear down on Holmes, Holmes quickly dove for cover as a three round burst struck the spot where he had been.

Fniff1 21:02, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I swear if you don't help me I'll castrate all of you one by one!Except the claws." Said Dejan.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:06, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'm coming, i'm coming. "

Ciggarrte dangling from his mouth, Weston extended a hand down to Dejan.

"Come on, i want to watch the fight"

Fniff1 21:10, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"There's a fight? Is there food??" Dejan asked.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:18, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"What? No, it's Jacob and that other guy. Now, come on. Grab my hand so i can pull you up."

--Cerebral plague 21:19, 30 March 2009 (UTC)(Has Dejan been watching the whole time?)

Jack was watching the fight. He never knew a blind man could fight so well, must have to use smell or hearing or something. Or he could just be faking the whole blind act somehow. "Weston, were going to continue the plan, were just going to wait until Jacob finishes off that bastard. Also, just shoot Dejan in the head, the next time he fall's I don't want to hear him complain!" Jack turned his focus back to the fight. He saw the blind man try to shoot Jacob, missing by inches.

Fniff1 21:30, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Can't we give them autoaxes?" Said Dejan.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:36, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Can't you grab my hand so i can haul you up?" Weston said in a highly scarstic tone.

Fniff1 21:44, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"I could if the barbed wire wasn't deep in my arms right now."Dejan replied in a scarstic tone of voice.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:46, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"You've got to be kidding me..."

Slowy sliding down the cliff, he reached when Dejan was, and taking out his wirecutters, he begun to cut the wire around him.

"Any thing else your highness?"

Fniff1 21:57, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Yeah,Get Jack,I want to draw a pattern on his testicles." Said Dejan.

Run4urLife!21:59, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob was still angrily laying into Holmes. Lost his touch? Not bloody likely. He landed a kick on the blind man as he went to fire over cover. Holmes rolled, blood dripping down the side of his face, where Jacob's boot had torn the skin.

Without bothering to snap off a one-liner, or even shoot, Jacob slammed the stock of his rifle into Holmes' face, and followed up with a headbutt, breaking his sunglasses, and his nose, respectively. Pressing the advantage, Jacob slammed his shoulder into Holmes' flank, and the impact of that, in turn, slammed Holmes into a car, shattering it's one remaining window.

Then as Holmes went to stand, Jacob dropped his assault rifle, and weighed in with his bare hands, landing a few heavy-handed punches before Holmes could react. Then, as holmes raised his hands to guard his head, Jacob knee-kicked his gut over and over. As Holmes went to guard his body, Jacob took a fistful of his head and slammed him into the car, face first. At this close range, Jacob's speed and strength was practically unbeatable. He wrenched the car door open and slammed it on Holmes' neck, probably killing him, but there was always the chance he had survived.

"Now who's lost his touch, fuck-up." Jacob said, before turning and walking away.

Fniff1 22:01, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"That was nice Jacob!" Said Dejan,Getting up.

--Cerebral plague 22:05, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Jacob was walking back to where Jack was. "Remind me not to fuck with you" Jack said in a sarcastic tone. "Also, Dejan if you get anywhere near my testicles I will blow your fucking head off"!

Fniff1 22:08, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"How can you blow someone's head off if you are asleep?" Said Dejan.Eliz came around and said "What In Vault Dweller's name?" Said Eliz.

Run4urLife!22:12, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"I'll help! I'm pretty pumped after that fight." Jacob said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He turned to admire his handywork, and lo and behold, Holmes' had disappeared.

"Doesn't anyone have the decency to die any more?" Jacob groaned.

"Apparently not. And, gentlemen, please stop antagonizing each other, or I will have to make examples." Skyler said. Eliz jumped, it had been so long since Skyler had spoken.

Fniff1 22:15, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Yeah,I'm backing away. Who is with me?" Said Dejan.

Run4urLife!22:29, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Backing away, how?" Skyler asked. "If you intend to go to Arroyo after all, I can go with you. I owe the world a great debt, and I will repay it in any way possible." (Do I see another RP being born?)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Jacob said. "When did everyone suddenly want to go to the far side of the country?"

Jacob shrugged. He didn't really want an answer. It was about time they got cracking on that plan of Silas' anyway. One visit to the Claws HQ, to decide who was staying in DC and who was leaving, and they could all be on their merrily violent ways.

Brengarrett22:31, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 
(I think so, the Arryo Adventure, and what haoppened, give me a breif Discription of it)

Fniff1 22:33, 30 March 2009 (UTC)(He means Back away from annoying Skyler,AND BREN"S BACK! YAY!!

Brengarrett22:35, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 
(so what happened? I can barely follow this, is hank and bren ok?)
Solbur22:37, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// Hank and Bren should be just peachy

Fniff1 22:39, 30 March 2009 (UTC)(And Jack almost had his Balls cut off.)

Brengarrett22:40, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 
(gonna say we were asleep with Jason guarding them)

Bren just woke up

"So what happened?" he asks groggy, it annoyed JAcob because Bren could sleep tyhough the sounds like that

Run4urLife!22:43, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// Jack would make Dejan wear his ass like a hat.

"Well, while you were konked out on the ground, I got in a brawl with another Warrior Weapon, and Dejan here went and tangled himself in the only piece of barbed wire between here and Evergreen Mills." Jacob exclaimed.

Bren's little "Dirty Dozen" were starting to look less like last hope of the wastes, and more like best hope for the Crusade, between infighting and superhuman clumsiness.


Brengarrett22:45, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Skyler just begins to laugh, this is one of the few times he laughs

Skyler: I like them, I think I will join them

Everyone does a "WAAH?!"

Skyler: Why not, besides I think Jacob would kil lyou guys beforeyou achive your goals

Bren: Uh thanks...I think

Skyler: So anyway when do we get to see Aryoo?

KuHB1aM22:46, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Hmm... I'll need another pair of sunglasses. These are fucked." Holmes said. He called out to Jacob. "Hey pretty-boy, you broke my glasses!!!" Holmes said, heading after him. Jacob had definetly not lost his touch. Rather, he might have gained some. That punch had practically broken through steel. Still, Holmes couldn't beat him in a fair fight. Throwing his pair of broken aviators away, Holmes considered what he had just reaped when he said pretty boy. Drawing his Colt 1911, he followed the crew. Jacob wouldn't escape him like in Cali. He'd get him this time.

Run4urLife!22:51, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// If you make another RP, I'll jump in as Skyler, otherwise it'll just be Bren and Fniff, by the looks of everyone else going with Silas' plan

"I'll still kill 'em, Skyler. And I thought you said you didn't want to associate with any one group." Jacob said, confusedly.

"I don't, but their sense of forgiveness appeals to me. I will stay with them for as long as they retain those beliefs. I think my ruthlessness will balance their kindness quite nicely." Skyler explained.

Jacob nodded, seemingly satisfied by that answer.

Going offline now

--Cerebral plague 22:54, 30 March 2009 (UTC)(Until he makes a mistake, then bang, Jack shoots him in the face)

"Well then, on with the plan. I think there's a enclave camp north of here. I passed by it on my way to the super duper mart. I suggest we attack quickly, the sun will rise soon. Once it does, the eye-bot will be able to see us more clearly." The group then started to walk towards the camp, Jacob trailing slightly behind. Then, a man could be heard in the background, shouting something along fetty doy, you soaked my asses. Jack continued walking, assuming it was some insane wastelander screaming in the distance.

Fniff1 22:55, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"OK,We do the plan,Get on the shortcut and head on down to paradise!" Said Dejan.

Brengarrett22:57, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Jason and Skyler has decided to Join Bren, as well as Eliz (Skyler wants to see how Bren works, and Jason will be carrying Bren on his Back over the Tiough terrain, now would be the time to make the Arryo Adventure rp)

Fniff1 23:00, 30 March 2009 (UTC)You guys go on,We're off to paradise!And it's not florida. That place is....Swampy.

--Cerebral plague 23:01, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

"Now, anyone that isn't insane and want's to save this god forsaken wasteland follow me." They walked for a few minutes and soon were within sniping distance of the crusade camp. "Once everyone's ready, we attack the base". Jack was lying low, looking through his repeaters scope at one the base's guards. One had taken off his power armor helmet, he would die fist.

KuHB1aM23:04, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

crebral, do you really wanna attack a well defended base with several hundred troops? i'd reconsider, if you want to live to make it to arroyo

Brengarrett23:08, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 
(wel ldon't forget it is only Eliz,. dejan, Bren, Skyler, and Jason who are going to Arryo)
KuHB1aM23:04, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

exactly. how the hell will jack kill all these guys with only a handful of vigilantes? if he does, im gonna explode. no way its possible.

Solbur23:11, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// He's talking about the Wasteland Enclave camp we're raiding as part of the plan, Kuhblam, don't worry man xD

"Ohhh, no, you're not leaving yet. Jason, if you even think of leaving Capital with Impact, I will chase you down to the ends of this earth and wreak my terrible vengeance upon thee." Strauss hissed, suddenly sounding like some sort of demented Biblical prophet proclaiming doom. The Super Mutant gave a terrified whimper and dropped the 'Sledge in front of Strauss, who diligently picked it up and offered it to Worthington, who took it in his manipulator arms. "Worth, take Weston's Handy and our gear back to the Super Duper Mart." The modified hovering robot seemed to incline forwards on a slight angle suddenly, as though attempting to imitate nodding, then hurried off with the other Mr. Handy floating close behind him.

Several minutes later and Strauss had decided that he really, really did not like fully automatic weapons, so he kept to his D'Eagle for this assault. He lay in wait, his back against a convinient rock as he waited to hear the first sniper shot.

--Cerebral plague 23:12, 30 March 2009 (UTC)(CAMP, not base, the one's located in fallout 3 are good examples, but with about I don't know, ten more guys?. My guy can't take out a base, let alone him with four others)

KuHB1aM23:18, 30 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thank god. i thought it was my base

--Cerebral plague 23:52, 30 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack had waited long enough. He put a silencer on his repeater. He aimed at the guards head and fired, one down, thirty more to go. He aimed at a man on guard twenty feet away, he was walking close to the body. Before he could raise a alarm, Jack shot him in the face. Aiming at the third guard on watch, he fired killing him. His bullet's were strong enough that they penetrated the armor and the scull, but couldn't get out the other end. He gave the signal for the others to start attacking.

Solbur23:54, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// Thirty? Are we attacking the same Enclave camp?

--Cerebral plague 23:56, 30 March 2009 (UTC) (Which one are you attacking? Feel free to edit it to a more comfortable number)

Twentyfists23:59, 30 March 2009 (UTC)// Don't expect me to be posting too often for a while, as I'm going to Ireland from the 2nd of April to the 20th, and, unlike Run, I'm probably not going to have access to a computer. I'm giving full control of Silas to both Run and Solbur upon my departure, as well as partial control to Bren if he sticks with this RP. Of course, I can still control him, seeing as he is mine. Please, don't kill or mutate him, and try to keep him at least relatively similar to the character I painstakingly outlined on his page. Also, try and stick with the accent. I want to see how that turns out.

Silas was still sputtering, like some derelict pre-War car engine. That was the most intense fight he had ever seen. "Holy shit! I ain't fuckin' with you, Mr. Vaughton, or Glasses Boy anytime soon!"

Silas was on a hilltop, from where he could see the base through his scope. He got Jack's signal and opened fire. The first Enclave soldier he hit dropped when the .308 round punched clean through his armor.

Solbur00:46, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// Right. I'm scaling it down to about twelve people, Cerebral, as I'd imagined we were talking about those random Enclave camps you see set up in Fallout 3, but with several times more staff there as to make it harder for a larger group of people. Also, I may be going... over the top with the following post, but yeah, deal with it. xD

Strauss charged out of his rocky cover on Jack's signal, D'Eagle gripped in both hands. He skidded to a halt near a more conviniently closer rock, and as the camp flew into disarray as they dropped like flies from the sniper fire. He leaned out of cover momentarily to shoot one of the officers in the leg, who cried out and fell to his knees. The way the Officer was positioned effectively shielded him from long-distance shots. Strauss got up and fired once more, putting the wounded Officer down for good. "And that's why you Enclave fucktards should have your commissioned officers wear body armour!" Strauss yelled at no-one in particular, ducking back into cover to avoid a volley of plasma fire from a pair of soldiers in Advanced Power Armor MKII. "See, we at THE CRUSADE have common sense! We're so much better than you stupid, stupid Enclave assholes! Becauase we're the THE CRUSADE!"

Perhaps the screaming and the emphasis on certain words was unnecessary. Perhaps the uniforms were enough. Strauss wasn't willing to take that chance. He stood up again, taking a plasma blast square to the chest. The plating wasn't quite melting yet, fortunately, and he didn't really give a fuck about permanent damage - it wasn't his anyway! "I fucked your wives behind your back! Both of them! Simultaneously!" He declared boisteriously to the two Enclave troops as he emptied the rest of his Desert Eagle's mag into one of them while the poor sap scrambled to load a new Microfusion Cell into his rifle, filling him with bullets even as his corpse fell to the ground. Taking another plasma blast to the shoulder which left his armour steaming, he swooped back into cover momentarily and pulled out his stolen R91 Assault Rifle. "For Grand Marshal Moore!" He shouted, his voice lined with faux valour. Was Grand Marshal the proper name for the rank? Strauss didn't know, and he didn't care. He hoped that the Enclave had the same mindset in regards to it.

An Eyebot hovered overhead, sending images and audio of the spectacle to an Enclave radio dispatcher, who was mortified at the Crusade soldiers' poor conduct and pettiness. This wasn't going to end well, he just knew it...

--Cerebral plague 01:01, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

Jack stood up, taking out his massive revolver and shooting an Enclave soldier in the knee cap. He aimed for another one and shot him in the head that was obviously thinking of shooting him. He quickly ducked for cover as a plasma bolt flew right by his head. He reloaded his revolver and got up again, this time being shot in the chest, as he aimed for and shot a enclave soldier in the head, cracking it back. "Well then, look's like we have a couple of fighter's in this Enclave camp that the crusade is attacking! Also, the Crusade are the best race ever! Even though were the sane race as your's!" Jack was shouting obscenities. The sad thing is, he actually heard a Crusader scream this in a fight, right before Jack shot off his left arm. Another bolt shot him in the shoulder, as he ducked behind the rock.

Vegas adict17:11, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// Im back :)

"sir sir" matthew woke up being shaken by a enclave sargent he looked up "what is man" the sargent looked surprised "the crusade are atacking the camp" matthew sat bolt upright and grabed his P21 rifle and pulled on his Mk 2 Black opps armor.

He dashed out the tent and saw jacob and a group of crusaders atacking the camp what was jacob doing here,never mind he ducked under a crusader and as the man raised his revolver matthew shot him in the shoulder.He ran towards jacob "jacob what the hell are you doing here"

Twentyfists18:37, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// Vegas, what are you doing? You'll ruin my master plan! Also, an Enclave soldier would no be wearing Soviet Armor, and, by the time you reached Jacob, he and Silas would have sniped your ass off.

"Oh look, an Enclave scumbag," Silas said. "For the Crusade! Die, Commie liberal asshole!" Silas yelled as he put a sniper round in both of the man's legs.

--Cerebral plague 18:43, 31 March 2009 (UTC)(Isn't Jacob sniping out of sight?)

Some bastard had just shot Jack in the shoulder. Jack fell on the ground from the force of the shot. He raised his revolver and aimed at the others leg, and fired, about the same time as Silas. The man fell to the ground, as Jack crawled towards him. His revolver had three bullets in it. He shot his gun out of the mans hands, as Jack got up and walked over to him. He pointed his revolver at the Enclave soldiers head, "Give me one reason not to blow your fucking brains out shitbag". The man tried to reach his gun, but it was ten feet away. "You have let's say, ten seconds before you give a reason, and I blow your brains out".

Twentyfists19:09, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// NO, Vegas. You've been shot three times in the legs, two of which were with .308 rounds from a sniper rifle. You are in no condition to take down anyone. Also, the American government would not give its soldiers Communist Soviet armor, no matter how good it is, because it's commie armor. Immersion fail.

Silas walked over, grabbed the man by the neck, and threw him into the ground, where he beat the tar out of his face with his hands and kicked him twice in the head at high speeds.

Vegas adict19:14, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// removed previous posts

matthew tried to pull free but his legs semed to be dead "please let me go im not even enclave"

--Cerebral plague 19:10, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"I'm the fucking tooth fairy. Now, five seconds, real reason. If your not Enclave why the hell are you in there camp, and shot me with a gun eh?" Jack should of pulled the trigger ten seconds ago. Maybe he was developing a soft spot, or maybe he just wanted to see him squirm.

Vegas adict19:28, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"im just a wastelander who hid in there camp and stole this armor and i shot you because your wearing crusade armor and the crusade have a bounty on me" techniqly that was true but they wanted him in the guise of a wastelander not as an assasin

--Cerebral plague 19:40, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"Why the hell do you run towards us then? Why not away from us and escape in the mayhem? You seem like a lier to me Enclave bitch. Now, I think that your going to have your brain all over the damn floor. Jack smashed the back of his pistol into the man's head. "Next time I pull the trigger when you pull a lie. Now tell the truth, and by the way, I don't know many civilian's that are Enclave higher ups. Now, truth or no brains."

Vegas adict19:45, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"all right im a enclave assasin like jacob" he hoped that this would work

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:47, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, i suggest we have a little chat. First off, Wher's the Robots? I've been meaning to grab one of your protecrons, but, never could."

Weston had his assualt rifle slinged over his shulder, Nuka-Cola bottle in hand.

--Cerebral plague 19:52, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"Another reason to shoot you in the face you little bitch!" Jack took out of his knife and put it right next to the throat. Tell the truth or I slit it!"

Vegas adict19:56, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"seriously thats the truth my names protector Matthew Phillips of the guardians.Specialising in long range assaination" he rearly hoped the dumb ass wastelander would actualy listen

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:00, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"Yes, i'm about to seriously shoot you in the fucking ball's if you don't answer my question!"

--Cerebral plague 20:04, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"How is this a reason not to kill you by the way?" Jack was annoyed that about what this dumb ass was doing. He was trying to reason not killing him by giving him reasons to kill him. Jack put his knife against the man's throat. Hard enough to not penetrate the skin. "Weston, would you like to do the honors if he doesn't answer us?"

Solbur20:08, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// Hey, stop addressing eachother by real names. We're meant to be disguised. xD

While the others messed around with a prisoner, Strauss tried to keep the Eyebot's attention on him. He strolled through the remains of the camp, kicking, looting and profanely mocking the corpses of the camp's residents like no tomorrow. He glanced over at Jack. "Just ice the Enclave bastard already, Griggs!" He called over, apparently addressing Jack. He found behaving like a moron to be a surprisingly satisfying pasttime. "I'mma see if I can find some booze or chems for tonight! Aww man, we are gonna get wasted off the Enclave's shit! Woo!" He yelled again, breaking into a fit of loud cackling afterwards. "Hey, this Deathclaw cage is empty! Hang on a minute guys, I need ta take a shit!"

--Cerebral plague 20:13, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"When my friends say Ice I ice. Now, come on ya dumb ass Enclave shit. Tell me who you really are so I can kill you!"

KuHB1aM20:15, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

Thomas was pissed. Patrol 7-8-1 was still missing, and there were reports that Enclave were starting to appear in strangely large numbers. Odd. Thomas knew that Raven Rock had been history long ago, but the resurgence of the Enclave was growing more noticeable everyday. Something was odd. If anything, the only thing that could even sratch the Crusade was the Enclave. Sure, the BoS or AWA might try to attack, but that wouldn't last long, and they'd be facing the retribution gun in their face as retaliation. Still, Moore would never openly attack the Enclave. After all, they were the U.S. Government. Whatever. Thomas couldn't really care anyway. If the Enclave wanted to fight, they would attack the Field HQ, not Jerusalem.

Holmes watched as the crew demolished the camp, killing off the soldiers. No suprise. Of course, Holmes could kill all of them in less than five minutes, provided he had a new pair of sunglasses. Also provided they weren't carrying Rad-Away and had released the contents, his vision would be perfectly fine. However, if it came to that, Holmes still had hearing; in fact, much better than them.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:26, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"So, let me put this nice and lear for you, scumbag. Youtell me whereyour robots are, and i'll make it fast. Now, if you don't, then, well, you'll see how the Crusade deal's with it's enimens"

Run4urLife!20:50, 31 March 2009 (UTC)// Enimens?

"I thought I killed you." Jacob said, right behind Holmes. He needed something to do, and he wasn't getting anywhere near where that eyebot could spot him.

He was just close enough to shoot Holmes before he moved, and just far enough away that Holmes couldn't attack him without getting shot.

"Now, how about I show you what the Devil looks like?" Jacob said, happy to be using the old one-liner again.

--Cerebral plague 20:56, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"Hey, look who finally showed up, Should I kill him or not? My revolver has three bullets in it, so I can kill two more people without reloading again. Or, you can waste your ammo on the Enclave bitch." Jack stood up and stomped on the man that he shot in the legs chest. He then lifted him up and stared at him for a few seconds .He punched him in the throat and then preceded to walk towards the camp. He was going to go help Strauss loot the camp. He wanted some ammo, and acting like an asshole was funner then he thought. Before leaving for the camp, he threw the man to Jacob

KuHB1aM21:02, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

cerebral, if your talking about me, its impossible. i could kill jack in seconds.

Holmes laughed. "Spare me the puns, Jacob. Hardly funny." Holmes walked along the ridge, Jacob following. "You should come back, you know. We could use your help." Holmes said, keeping his hands in his pockets.

going offline

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:13, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

Weston simply just smashed a Nuka-Cola bottle atop the Encalve soldiers head, before heading into the camp for some looting. "Hey, Fellas! Dip's on any grenades! "

--Cerebral plague 21:16, 31 March 2009 (UTC) (no, I'm not, seem's I misread it somehow. I haven't seen you yet. Talking about the guy I shot In the leg Jacob is sniping from behind us, I can't see you. I edited my post a bit to make it less confusing)

I'm fine with that, I'm out of room for any nades! Jack went to ammo storage and started shifting through, looking for anything he could need.

Run4urLife!21:18, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Last time I helped the Enclave, you survived. (his meaning of help, as far as the Enclave are concerned, is leaving survivors after a rampage.). Why should I come back? So Raikov can run more tests on me? Or do you still think he's a kindly old Colonel, who looks after his men?" Jacob said. He kept his D'eagle drawn, just in case Holmes did try to pull a knife, or God forbid, a gun.

As Jack crested the hill, he saw Jacob was gone. Jacob had forgotten about them, as he walked slightly behind Holmes. If the fight came down to the wire, Jacob wanted it to be somewhere empty, in case the battle spilled over into collateral damage. But right now, neither Warrior Weapon had tried to kill the other.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:34, 31 March 2009 (UTC)

"All right!"

Going for a high-five, but when Jack just ignored it, he walked ot ofth tent. Roaming around the camp, he finally came across th Robotic area. Sitting down at the termainl, he beguin hacking it.

"Shit! Struass! Get over here! I think i got locked out!"

Solbur22:53, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Man, who the fuck is Strauss?!" Strauss yelled at nobody in particular, although it was aimed towards Weston. Weston seemed to be confused for a moment, then gave an expressive shrug as he understood what he'd meant by questioning his own name. Strauss began an exaggerated stomping stride over towards the robotics terminal. "Whaddya need me to do?" Strauss asked.

KuHB1aM23:06, 31 March 2009 (UTC) 

"Jacob, if I wanted to, I could've killed that old bag of dirt long ago. I am here at the behest of HighCom, not some old geezer who turned into this abomination." Holmes said, continuing his walk, Jacob not far behind. "I remember it like it was yesterday. Me, Randall, Luke, Isaiah, and Moses were playing cards inside the safehouse. Then you came in. Randall asked what was wrong. He was your friend, you know. He would've followed you to the ends of earth if you asked him. But no," Holmes continued, "you went crazy. You shot that son of a bitch in the head, and then Luke went down too. Then Moses dove out the back door, and Isaiah attempted to buy him time. Then you killed that bastard too. Then we're alone inside the safehouse, when Raikov burst inside. You almost killed him, me, and his entire squad of "students." Holmes said, angrily. "So your wondering why the hell I'm here. I'm here becuase of I follow orders. If I had the choice to shoot two people, those men being you, Raikov, and Jankowski, and I only had two bullets, I'd shoot you twice. But I don't have the choice. No. My choice to follow orders, and that order is to bring you back. The Enclave has need of you. The tides are restless. Tell me, have you heard of the Crusade? Cause' in my briefing, the generals were extremely pissed."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:22, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, i wanna re-program these Enclave 'bot's so that they fire upon there own men when they come back in here....which they will."

When Struass cocked his head a little, as if in confusion, Weston leanded in lose, so no eyebot could hear them.

"We need to make sure that the Envclve will come back to this camp. I say we need to keep someone tied up, right in the camp, so they come back to libeate there friend a couple of robots, dressd in Crusade color's and symbols, will piss off the Enclvave even more."

--Cerebral plague 01:18, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack walked back to the Enclave soldier who had gotten his leg's shot, he started dragging his body towards the camp. He walked past Strauss and Weston, and tied the arms up, there was still some rope, so he hanged him, (not by the neck, by the wrists I suppose) to a near by dead tree. He told Weston to stop that, as no Crusade dumb ass could ever build a robot. Unless they were a scientist, or high command.

Solbur02:05, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Brilliant, man! Fucking brilliant! Haha!" Strauss shouted (as he had been doing a lot lately), cracking his fingers and pulling up a metal supply crate to sit on before getting to work. "We can still hack their robots though, right?" He rationalised to Jack as he tapped away at the terminal's keyboard. "Okay, we're back in the system," He announced to nobody in particular. "Mind shooting that Eyebot that's watching us up there? I think it's seen enough." He said as he worked his way through a passworded system. It was a guessing game, really; several words were on the screen, and as they were selected, the letters that were part of the actual password flashed. After a minute's trial and error, a single twelve-letter word was flashing entirely, and the text seemed to scroll down the screen as further options appeared. "Bingo." The terminal's menu revealed the camp as Outpost Beta-Sigma-2-1-7 (not that it mattered) and one of the several options said something about "Mechanised Divisionary Auxiliaries". He selected it and yet another menu appeared in regards to options on the robots themselves. He brought up the programmable directives and selected the primary one. Words appeared on the screen.

*directive/:1/:PROTECT all enclave personnel

*directive/:2/:DETAIN all non-enclave personnel

With a quick series of keystrokes, the words changed.

*directive/:1/:EXECUTE all enclave personnel

*directive/:2/:PROTECT all non-enclave personnel

The camp's inactive robots (three Sentry Bots to be precise) flared to life, moving back and forwards a few times and rotating the barrels of their integrated gatling lasers as their targetting systems began to recalibrate. "Friendly targets located." One of them barked out in typical electronic monotone as it faced Strauss, Weston and Jack.

"Done," Strauss said, rubbing his hands together smugly. "So what now? Are we leaving them as a nice surprise to the salvage team or taking 'em with us?"

Run4urLife!06:06, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Yes, I know the Crusade, and I fought them in two major battles, more skirmishes than I care to list, wiped out a reserve force in a sewer waystation, and took a pot shot at their commander." Jacob said. "So I've been fighting those pricks longer than you have."

Jacob shrugged. This guy really didn't know just how psychotic Raikov was. And he probably hadn't seen him vapourize those deserters with that pistol. Jacob had wondered where that gun had come from. Would've liked one himself.

Run4urLife!19:17, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// Vegas, breaking Canon is one thing, breaking the laws of physics by seeing through a hill is another. Neither are acceptible. Read the post where Jacob and Holmes took off for somewhere more isolated

Jacob looked at Holmes. He was calm, collected and moving easily, nothing like a man that had taken the beating Jacob had given out. In fact, had Holmes not been a Warrior Weapon, he would have died after that brutalization.

"There." Jacob barked, pointing toward a ruined house, its walls and roof gone. The two of them moved into the ruin, killing its occupant, a Feral Ghoul sitting in an armchair. "Speak. What is it that you want with me, apart from putting two in my chest and one in my head?"

--Cerebral plague 19:26, 1 April 2009 (UTC)(When did we let you go? We tied you by the wrists to a tree, and shot you five times in the leg? How can you move your legs right now by the way?)

Jack shot down the Eye-bot with three shots from his revolver. "Strauss, I want to hightail it out of here the second we see the Enclave. By the way, hack the robots all you wish, make another liberty prime if you want to!" Jack walked down to the highest point near the camp. He would signal the second the Enclave get here so they could escape the second they got there. He took off his crusade helmet and started waiting for the guys with the guns to show up.

Vegas adict20:12, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// changed it in fact im just going to stop using him in this RP insted im going to do the same as 20fists and have my character from earlier join back up.Ps.what do you think of the armor that thinks its comunist

Andrews and his squad made there way towards the enclave camp he had to promise to clear out so lyons would let them go he heared shouting up ahead and looking through his visor he could see a group of crusaders strangely his visor showed them as freindlys he moved towards them "hello who's there".

Run4urLife!20:22, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// Bit late. Attack finished a while ago.

Jacob sat across from Holmes, never taking his eyes off him. He needed to think all this through. Holmes was asking him to rejoin the Enclave. No way in hell that was going to happen. Last time he went near them, he wound up in a cell with a Warrior Weapon guarding his door.

Jacob looked at him, and drew a Desert Eagle. He pointed it at Holmes and sighed. Holmes just sat there, looking at Jacob with his hollow eyes. Jacob looked at his MR-5's Geiger counter. His rads were getting a little on the high side. He pumped a RadAway into his arm, and sat back. Holmes shifted, looking around. Jacob raised his eyebrows. That was interesting. Holmes' expression had changed completely. It was like something that had been sitting right in front of him had disappeared. That was very interesting indeed.

Vegas adict20:26, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// changed again
KuHB1aM20:28, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes was slightly confused. Jacob's signature had dissappeared almost completely. No matter. It was obvious he was still there. Holmes turned his blank eyes back towards the ridge. "The Enclave has a simple task for you. They would like this war over before it started. In order to regian superiority here in the Capital Wastes, they would like you to remove both the Crusade Field Marshal, his HighCom staff, and Airborne Marshal Taggart. They, in return, will hunt you no longer. Raikov will be silenced should he dis-obey, and you will dissappear overnight. If spotted, however, you will be shot on sight, although you will not be hunted. That is our ultimatum." Holmes said. Jacob watched him. "Yes, a suicide mission. But your a classmate. I'm sure you could improvise."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:33, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston had his back on a rock, reading a book. Looking up when he thought he heard someone talking, he quickly went back to reading.

"Anybody know when the Enclave will show up and meet there surpise?"

Vegas adict20:35, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

Andrew walked up to them it was what was left of the claws "boo" the man jumped surprised "relax im not enclave but from the mess you caused here i'd guess they'l respond in 1-2 day's"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:38, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(2 to 3 day's? What? They could jut ride a Vertibid to the camp.)

Run4urLife!20:39, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

"It took me two weeks, crawling on my belly, only moving as far as the grass moved in the wind, to get within sight of Jerusalem's walls. Past the position I made it to, the flora has been razed to the ground, and the Earth has presumably been salted, because there's not an inch of cover. The patrols get much denser, and the odd V-Bird sweeps over en route from New York. I'll need some serious backup. Skyler and yourself should do." Jacob said calmly. He'd actually been expecting worse. Something like a call back to the Enclave for further tests, and to train later generations of Warrior Weapons. This was a strangely pleasant surprise.

Jacob holstered his pistol, and sat back to consider his options. He could shoot Holmes now, and go on as he always had, or risk this attack, and have an admittedly small chance of being free of the Enclave for as long as they felt they could get away with. A difficult decision, risk death, or be hunted for the rest of his life. He'd been hunted for his entire life as he knew it, but being free to go about his business without watching his back for heavily armed and armored thugs in black would be a nice change.

Vegas adict20:41, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// burocrecy

"anyways have you seen jacob"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:43, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Since when does that mean they can't go resuce there stuff from the hand's of a hostile force? And get there in a Vertibird?!?!"

Vegas adict20:45, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// never mind can we get on with this

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:48, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Yes, we can, but, i'm niot sure why the Lyon's would want to attack a small Enclave camp?)

Vegas adict20:50, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// atonment for destroying liberty prime.Plz just get on with it i only have 10 more minutes
KuHB1aM20:56, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

maybe we'll succeed... hint hint

Holmes nodded at the voice. "If you can keep your trigger finger away from your gun for the next few days, Raikov is sending some of our classmates to assist. The thing Raikov doesn't know is that HighCom is allowing you to kill all of them, excluding me and Skyler, so that your troubles will be slightly diminshed. Raikov will no doubt want them to kill you, so they are weapons free upon completion of the mission." Holmes said. He knew that would make the job irresstiable. Of course, he felt alittle bit of the traitor card. Letting Jacob kill all of them... from Moses all the way to Angela. But he'd free from them too.

Vegas adict21:00, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// i think this merits a new RP Crusade assaination il probably join in as another enclave assasin Sargent Liam Phillips

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:02, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Or not. Don't think that tht a couple of merc's can handle a base?)

Vegas adict21:04, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// its a load of warrior weapons and some assasins so i think they might sucseed

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:07, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Yes, but it's still Us vs. the crusade. Jacbob is with us.)

KuHB1aM21:08, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

more than likely, almost everyone, except for a handful, will die in the attempt. Jerusalem is the most defended base on the east coast. getting in takes days, and merely traversing a single level stocked with airborne is sure to cause casualities

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:09, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Huzzah for Robots! And human sheilds!)

Vegas adict21:11, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

I say its the warior weapons the mercs from this rp as well as the LVBOS squad in new york/dc and i agree with KuHB1aM this time most NPC's in this RP will die

Run4urLife!21:15, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// Yeah, Jerusalem is like Fort Knox, Alcatraz, and the Siegfried line all rolled into one big Crusade High Command citadel. And Vegas, I wouldn't join if you want the character to live. Jacob will be killing everyone except Skyler, and possibly Holmes

Jacob nodded. He'd do it. Then he realized that Holmes couldn't see him.

"I'll do it." Jacob said. "For the Wastelands, I'll do it. Not for the Enclave. Not by a long shot."

Jacob stood up.

"Where will we disappear to while we're waiting for backup?" Jacob asked. He grabbed Holmes by the shoulder. He didn't want to have to rely on the man's sense of smell to make sure he was following him.

Vegas adict21:19, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// the new guy can be killed i have no real plans for him except in this one event and that means the only people in the RP are you and KuHB1aM
KuHB1aM21:22, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

"We're meeting with several officers at an Enclave camp not far from here, about a day's hike. They'll be breifing us. To be honest, they were extremely skeptical I would even find you. They've got all the details hammered out: the classmates coming for backup, extraction and drop off, etc." Holmes said, feeling Jacob's grip on his shoulder.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:25, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(Wait, what about the rest of us? Me, Strat, Jack and i think a couple other people)

Run4urLife!21:27, 1 April 2009 (UTC)// Sorry, was unclear. Jacob will kill all Enclave personnel, everyone else from this RP is welcome to tag along, but it won't be no easy ride (open ground for a mile all around Jerusalem, heavy turrets etc.)

"Right, lead the way." Jacob said, keeping a hand on his gun. He'd find out where this camp was, get back to a Safehouse and out of this MR-5, in spite of it's undeniable power. An infiltration mission like this would need a lot more subtelty than it could offer.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:29, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

(I see...but, us at the camp have no clue where Jacob is_)

KuHB1aM21:37, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

skip foward several hours. we shallz return with more gear and answers to the group

The house was dirty and dark. Holmes opened the door waved off the plasma pistol in his face, and stepped inside, Jacob following him. Inside, several officers were playing cards, drinking, and sleeping. "Attention!" Holmes roared, and the officers sprang to compose themselves. Holmes looked towards the returning rad signature of Jacob. "I got promoted while you were gone, Jake." Holmes said. The first officer fixed his cap, and introduced himself. "Hello, Lt. Gregroy reporting. We've got much to talk about. In fact, too much to talk about."

Run4urLife!21:41, 1 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Then talk. I'm not here for chit-chat." Jacob said, blunt and abrupt as usual. He wasn't happy about having to listen to these greasy, spineless officers. They were close enough to have come to help the camp the Claws had attacked, and they had put their mission ahead of their fellow soldiers. Jacob shrugged and sat down. He probably would have done the same thing in their position.

--Cerebral plague 21:54, 1 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was sneaking behind the man that had entered the camp. "Probably brought reinforcements". Jack went out further from the camp, and saw a small group of brother hood. They were sitting down, not even looking at the man from the camp. He went back there, signaling the men inside to be quiet. Quitly sneaking over, he got behind the man and put his revolver to the back of his head. "Freeze, don't move or I shoot. Now, tell me your going to leave, and walk away from this base. Don't come back for a hour, we'll be gone and you can say that you killed them all. Come back any earlier, and I kill you and all your men got it"? Jack was clear enough with his instructions, he hoped the BOS soldier had listened. He didn't want to kill any one from the Bos, because he had succeeded into not doing it so far.

Vegas adict19:05, 2 April 2009 (UTC) 

Andrews turned to hear a man say to leave or he'd shoot them stupid fool didn't know what he was geting in to he elbowed the man in the groin and he stagered off.Mictchel stood up and taking aim with his pistol and taking aim fired 2 shots at the mans leg's the man collapsed stagering.Andrews stood up and raised his own gun keeping it aimed at the man he trod on the mans chest."now tell me why you think you have the right to threaten a BOS elder and live and what you know that i don't"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:16, 2 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston, seiing Jack being shot, quickly raised his assualt rifle at the power armourerd figure, and figured a quck burst at hm, before diving behind the rock he had once been sitting on.

"See! And this is why i don't like you, you Brotherhood asswipes!"

--Cerebral plague 19:22, 2 April 2009 (UTC)

The man had just elbowed Jacks groin and shot him twice in the leg. Jack was able to kneel still, and was pissed as shit. "First of all, you shut the fuck up. I've threatened people higher then you, and usually ended up shooting them in the face. Also, shooting someone in the leg is never a good idea unless it's with a high powered gun or at close range, I couldn't of moved without pain if I hadn't injected myself with a stimpack a few seconds ago. The man started to speak, lowering his gun slightly. Weston however drew his gun, and shot the man's gun out his hand, and the man himself. "Second of all, never shoot someone when their friend is right behind you, and the man still has his gun." Jack drew his revolver and aimed at the BOS Elder. "Lastly, don't call your men, because I planted several proximity mines around them, and his a mini nuke right next to one. Call em, and your squads fucked." The man for some reason forgot about Strauss and Weston, and they both could kill him at any time. "Now, you get the fuck out of here, before I blow your brains out!"

Solbur19:24, 2 April 2009 (UTC) 

A .308 round punched through the armor of a nearby Brotherhood of Steel soldier (random squad NPC) and passed through his lower left leg, who collaped to the ground and screamed in agony as several squad members moved to medicate his wound. Silas frowned to himself and kept aim on the apparent squad leader, the one with his gun aimed at Jack. "Dumb bastard probably tried threatenin' 'em by himself," He muttered to himself as he aimed with his Sniper Rifle. He decided not to reveal his position as he could probably pick off the entire unit from here. Now Jacob had sauntered off with his old buddy, the group was at a slight disadvantage. He just hoped Strauss and that Weston boy would hurry up and give Jack a hand...

Strauss heard gunfire, typed something else into the terminal to alter who the Enclave Sentry Bots recognised as a commanding officer (namely himself), barked an order to follow him and rushed over to where the shots had came from, Weston and his new robotic comrades hurrying behind him. He saw a small army of Brotherhood of Steel soldiers, one of whom was wounded quite badly, all of whom who had their weapons aimed at Jack. Strauss immediately removed his helmet, muttered "Weapons trained on unidentified targets" to the Sentry Bots, who aimed their gatling lasers at the squad in acknowledgement, then held his hands up in the air. "Hey! Don't mind the armour, we're not Crusade. What the fuck is going on? Did Jack shoot one of your boys?" Before he could get an answer, however, Weston had shot the weapon out of the commanding officer's hand, and Strauss aimed his D'Eagle at the back of his head in response.

Vegas adict19:35, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// what celebrall how did you plant proximity mines Mary Sue!!!

Andrews growled "firstly my men could kill you without moving a muscle,secondly you seem to have fogoten that my very powerfull leg which by the way uses power armor fibers is still on your chest and in 1 move i could crush your gut not a nice way to go,thirdly im wearing the most powerfull armor available to the BOS which can withstand a nuke like the one that killed prime and finaly if you kill me or any of my men the BOS will hunt you to the end's of the earth as we say once a brother allways a brother so why we sort this out i a nice and civilized way"

Run4urLife!19:38, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// Sorry for jumping the gun here KuHB1aM, we can go through the Enclave Briefing in flashback. And Vegas, what armor is that? MR-5, can't be, MR-6, thats unique. Ran out of options.

The LVBoS soldiers raised their weapons and prepared to move towards the camp. Jacob deactivated his Stealthboy as he slammed his now MR-5'less arms into their necks, flooring them. It felt good to be out of that tin suit. Now he was in a Kevlar Bodysuit, with his usual clothes and armor over it, including his duster. The great thing about Kevlar was, it stopped bullets, but allowed the skin to breathe like wind through a napalmed forest. Just as he fininshed, more Stealthboys deactivated, revealing Holmes, and over three dozen Warrior Weapons surrounding the Brotherhood soldiers. Jacob smiled, looking around at the Knights. One by one, they lowered their weapons, as Jacob tossed a mini nuke, presumably one of Jack's seemingly unlimited supply of them, in his hand. He intended to give the assassin his tools back after this situation was resolved. "Snake in the grass." Jacob said as he stepped away from the prone forms of the shocked LVBoS Knights. "I'd say drop your weapons now, boys."

--Cerebral plague 19:40, 2 April 2009 (UTC)(Bluffing man, bluffing. but you don't know that. By the way, armor that can withstand a nuke? Mary Sue! Mary Sue! When did you say you put your leg on me by the way? Also, calling someone a Mary sue when your a Mary sue is Hypocritical. And Jacob, Jack's rich as shit. Assassin pay's more then you think when it's political.)

Solbur19:41, 2 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Uh, yeah, that'd be an idea. Drop your weapon and tell your men to stand down, or this isn't going to end well." Strauss tried to sound polite and reasonable, but knowing the BoS, he felt as though he'd just signed his own death warrant. Roughly five seconds later, he realised that he was surrounded by another small army who'd systematically put down the BoS squad. Strauss let his D'Eagle slip from his hands, which in turn shot up into the air.

"Uh. Don't kill me, please. I like life. A lot."

Run4urLife!19:48, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// I was joking. Except the bit about Vegas' armor. Thats just being stupid.

"Shut up Strauss, we're not going to kill anyone thats not wearing Brotherhood colours." Jacob said.

He indicated that Andrews should take his foot off Jack's chest. The Paladin complied, rather than face the wrath of Jacob and his massively superior soldiers. Jacob smiled. At least there was one Brother of Steel that didn't think his ego could stop bullets.

"Right, first things first, THIS IS DC, not Las Vegas, Andrews. After your little death threat and that stunt with the robot, Lyons'll just leave you hangin in the wind out here. You're only alive right now because I said so. We have a lot of talking to do, so I suggest the rest of your men drop their sidearms as well as their main gun. That way, people only get hurt, not killed." Jacob said.

Vegas adict19:53, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// T-61E upgraded form of the T-60a cant withstand a nuke but can withstand the radiation and heat.

Andrews droped his weapon "finaly someone with sense.Jacob nice to see you again where did you go" odin moved forward with his power fist andrews raised a hand "put the fist down boy you to squad" his men complied droping all there weapons.

Run4urLife!20:04, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// Radiation, no, heat no. You do understand that the amount of energy released by a nuke vaporizes almost everything in the firebal, right? I doubt the MR-6 could take a nuke blast.

"Good, now we're getting somewhere. Holmes here has a plan, and its on a need to know basis. The identities of these soldiers here are on a need to know basis too. None of you need to know. You follow my directions, and nobody dies. Disobey orders, and I order the deaths of every last one of you." Jacob said, directing it at Strauss, Jack, Weston and the Brotherhood Knights. He knew Silas was out there too, and it was also aimed at him.

None of them seemed to like the sound of that, but he wasn't about to let them know everything. If he did, they'd panic and do something stupid. That wasn't even in question. Attacking Jerusalem would be suicide for normal troops. But with all these Warrior Weapons, they might just be able to get in, wipe out Crusade HighCom, and get back out while this other lot provided a diversion.

--Cerebral plague 20:05, 2 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack got up from the ground, rubbing the dirt off his duster. "Well then, look's like I got backup. By the way Jacob, did you see my mini nuke lying around? I lost it earlier, and had to try to bluff my way in to this, instead of just killing them all." Jack smashed the back of the revolver into the paladins head, although it didn't do anything. "That usually works, but power armor usually stops that." Jack took his gun out and shot the Paladin several times in the leg before walking towards Jacob. "Thanks man, if you need anything dead or blown up, feel free to ask."

//--Teh Krush20:17, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// The MR-6 is the most powerful armor, but it can't take a nuke, sorry.. Well, the MR-6 ARMOR would survive but the person would die. The MR-5 would be destroyed by it. I'm going to update the MR-6 page to say what it can withstand., 2 April 2009 (UTC)// soz

Andrews grimaced that fool jack had shot him in the leg.Odin moved towards jack and with one swift blow punched him with his power fist.Not enoth to kill him but jack would be in a world of hurt for now he walked up to jacob "so why the secrecy what are doing atacking the crusades base"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:33, 2 April 2009 (UTC)

KuHB1aM20:33, 2 April 2009 (UTC) 

sure, run, i'll do the flashback now.

Holmes and Jacob watched Lt. Gergroy as he sat down with them at the table, another officer peeking out a window and then shutting the door. Gregroy then began his piece. "As you know, Jerusalem is highly defended. Any standard offenisve push by enclave forces would result in a massacre. This is hwere you come in. We have repurposed several VTOLs with crusade indentification and colors. You, aswell as several other soldiers, will be aborad these VTOLs wearing airborne power armor. Holmes here will be acting as the unit captain. Once inside, you will make your way to the highcommand war room, where a meeting is set for 8:00pm EST in one day from now. You will enter, open fire, and leave as soon as possible. Fairly simple, I know. However, there is so much that can go wrong here that one mistake will automatically spell death for all of you." Gregroy continued. "The window for extraction is one day, three hours. That is how long your friendly VTOLs will be staying on the landing pads. Fail to leave when planned, and you'll have to find your own way out. Also... we have a list of your classmates."

(What? I took away all there weapons. And a powerfist is a weapon)

Vegas adict20:42, 2 April 2009 (UTC)// i thought you asked us to drop them?

Andrews spoke to jacob "can my men have our weapons back"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:47, 2 April 2009 (UTC) (Whoops, sorry. Nevermind. Butm, do you really think that they can have there weapons back after you attaked one of Jacob's men/friends?)

--Cerebral plague 00:38, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"Wasn't expecting that. Well, you do realize that I'm going to kill you the second this is over right? Because I don't want you to get your hopes up on living." Jack got up from the ground, and walked towards the wasteland. "Guys, I'm going to go get our guns and Westons bot, I'll be back soon."

Vegas adict20:05, 3 April 2009 (UTC)// can we get on with this?

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:14, 3 April 2009 (UTC) (Sure)

"I can answer your question for you. No. And before you ask but, i said no. Hell, i'm not even sure why i did'nt just seatrch you up and down for your weapons. Fuck off."

Vegas adict20:19, 3 April 2009 (UTC) 

"ain't guna hapen kid us leaving not with jacob and a load of enclave on top of that hill.Besides jack atacked us first"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:24, 3 April 2009 (UTC) "Your point? You see, this is where your logic fails you. You think that just because your power-aroumed, everyobdy that is'nt wearing it loves you by defualt"

Vegas adict20:29, 3 April 2009 (UTC) 

"he attacked 1st that gave us every right to atack back and if jacob hadn't turned up jack would be as dead as a dodo with about" he checked his helment's ammo reader "20 laser shots in his head from me alone"

--Cerebral plague 20:35, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack had found westons bot north of the base. A dead raider was next to him, Bot must be able to shoot Jack thought to himself. He picked up the guns, and started walking towards the camp with the robot. He would be back in less then half and hour.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:41, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"Yes, but, i would have been able to put the rest of my mag, 3 other mag's and maybe even a couple other shots from behind my cover. And before you say anything about your armour, think about this. A Benothm is a giant fuckig monster, but, it goes down sometime or another. That;s thate same with your armour. You will die someday with it."

Vegas adict20:48, 3 April 2009 (UTC) 

"hah i trust this armor beter than most of my men.You'd be dead as well if you had atacked us"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:51, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"Funny, because i did attack you, and i'm still breathing."

--Cerebral plague 20:54, 3 April 2009 (UTC)(trusting armor to protect you for everything is never a good idea)

Jack walked torwards the camp. He was within distance and shouted out " I got our gear back man!" Hopefully they wouldn't shoot. He had his M79 grenade launcher by his side looking at the BOS soldiers. He had a smaller version of a mini nuke in it, less boom but a lot more portable then a Fat man. He aimed at the soldiers, "Shoot and I blow your asses to Hell"!

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:12, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"Thanks man. How's my 'bot?"

--Cerebral plague 21:15, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"I don't know, but I found a dead raider near him. Might of got shot a little, but seem's fine." Jack proceeded to shoot down a eyebot coming near them. "Enclave may be coming soon, I want to get out of here."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:32, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"I woudl'nt want to keep any of these Brotherhood asswipes, so, much ado, fuckers."

Run4urLife!22:21, 3 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Jack, stop picking on the tinmen. Andrews, stop acting like a dick. Keep it up, your men die, and I pull that helmet off you and beat you to death with it. I doubt you could even make an effort to stop me." Jacob growled. He was starting to think his task would be easier without these morons hanging around.

He walked, just giving an abrupt signal that the LVBoS should follow. One man jokingly aimed at Jack's back, so Jacob decked him, and tossed his laser rifle off into the darkness. Then he gave Andrews a sharp look as he turned to shout something. The man fell silent. Apparently he valued his life.

--Cerebral plague 23:17, 3 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well Jacob, whats the plan? The Enclave are going to attack the Crusade to get even, but what do you want to do next?" Jack noticed Jacob has decked a man who aimed at him. Jack wasn't used for people protecting him that just don't want to kill him them selves. He started following Jacob, as Weston looked at his bot for any problems. (Think we should start a new page?)

Act 7

"Well, i think you will be fine. Couple of outer damges, and a bullet skimmed your thurster."

Oh, that's a relif. That hoodlum ran up to me, and started shooting.

"Good job."

Weston then pulled out his assault rifle, and started following Jack with his Mr. Handy following fathfully behind Weston.

Vegas adict06:36, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

andrew turned on his suit radio and walkled along behind the others.Mitchell walked up to him and asked "sir why are we leting these wastelanders live" andrews looked anoyed "because jacob said so and i don't want to fight him.Mitchell can you get me a link to the nearest person with acsses to the council system" mitchell nodded and handed him a old pipboy.he selected the council chanel and set it to broadcast "this is elder marcus andrews of the LVBOS i am requesting permision to have use of a Tupolev for the next few days" with the broadcast sent he switched back to GNR the council would get the mesage in about 2-3 days.

Run4urLife!12:08, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// No, Vegas, they don't get the message at all. The real Brotherhood couldn't keep contact with Lyons this far out, so your bracnh can't keep contact either, full stop. And before you mention your Top Secret Military Bunker, I should mention that the original BoS left one top secret bunker and went to another.

Jacob chuckled at the ignorance of these men. The real Brotherood couldn't get messages across the country, let alone this regional branch of them. He shook his head and kept walking. His only answer to Jack's question about the plan was that it was important. Jacob had asked Holmes about bringing Jack along with the Warrior Weapons, after all, he was the most capable infiltrator among the Claws section of the group (in spite of the fact that he wasn't a member). Jacob was still waiting for an answer.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 12:28, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"So, now what? We going to wait here all day with the asswipes from the Brotherhood tying to get something that they will never get?"

Run4urLife!12:34, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"No. We keep moving, before the local Enclave battalion drops down down on the Crusade like a hammer." Jacob said."I'm not waiting for them to try again, and fail again."

Jacob stepped away from the rock he had been leaning against while Andrews and Mitchel were sending their useless message. Whatever a Tupolev was, they weren't going to be getting one. Then Jacob indicated a Brother of Steel pushing past one of the men he'd brought along. Weston's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head as he watched the man put a joint lock on the Knight, perform a weapon strip and knock a would-be rescuer to the ground in the space of thirty seconds.

"They're not your average sodier." JAcob said, almost laughing at Weston's expression.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 12:44, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"I can tell"

Run4urLife!12:58, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I can't tell you what the plan is, just that it's dangerous, and very important. Some people may die, but if we don't pull this off, even more people will be slaughtered by those animals." Jacob said.

He looked over to Holmes, who just shrugged. It was up to him when they broke away from the group and got to the pick up area. Then, he'd have to find some way to make the others take a pop at Jerusalem. With that distraction in place, the HighCom would be that much more exposed.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:16, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Ok, that'sthe risks. What's the rewards besides a pat on the back?"

--Cerebral plague 13:20, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Got it man, so are we using the brother hood as cannon fodder or something?" Jack looked back at the troops, he'd seen real brotherhood in action. These guy's weren't, he watched a battle from a sniper scope once, the brother hood there seemed to know how to shoot. "Weston, you might get to scavenge whatever's left after this fight is over. But, I suppose saving your fellow waste lander isn't enough of a prize for you?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:30, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, tell you what. Any Brotherhood soldie dies, I get to keep there shit. Also, i see somethig that looks valbue, i get it. Unless it's a document. You guy's can have it."

--Cerebral plague 13:36, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Weston, if any BOS soldier dies, you can have their shit. I don't want to be running around smelling like crap anyway." A brotherhood soldier probably took offense at this, as he pushed Jack to the right. "Bad Idea hombre....". Jack took out his SCM Officer Sword, and slashed at one of the BOS soldiers armor's weak points. "There, now you get a purple star before the crusade kills you".

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:41, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston could'nt help but grin at it. A Brotherhood soldier, all armoued up until he's like a tin can, deafted by a sword and a man who problay had more skill then that wholeteam combined. That's when it hit him.

"This is a suicede mission, is'nt?"

Solbur13:46, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I would assume so," Strauss commented. "I mean, with all these supremely skilled soldiers, us rag-tag Wastelanders and Brotherhood of Steel imitators would only be a liability if we tagged along with them, right?" His tone was rather blank and analytical, uncharacteristically so. He had a strong feeling he wasn't going to live to see next week. "And Jack, would you kindly stop dicing up our cannon fodder?" He added with mock disappointment, as though he was a parent telling off a child. Several of the Brotherhood almost seemed ready to attack right now, but with Jacob's Super-Ninjas looking at them, they seemed to restrain themselves. He glanced out towards the Wastes to see Silas making his way towards the rest of the group.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:52, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Can i at least know where we are going? And where did he super ninjas come from?"

Run4urLife!14:03, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"They're like me. The plan has to do with Jerusalem. The BoS and all of you will be a diversion, so me and my "Super Nijas", as you put it can do our job. If we pull this off, the Crusade'll be dead in the water for decades, i not permanently." Jacob said. "And Jack, please, please stop poking holes in the Brotherhood. We need them too, much as I hate to admit it."

Jacob looked at Holmes, indicating that he should pitch in with the details of the plan that this lot could be told. Holmes nodded, but said nothing. Jacob wondered if there were any details beyond what he had already told that the others could know. Well, with Andrews and his squad of monkeys around, the less they knew the better, to stop them from charging across the open ground and dying in the first five seconds of the attack.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 14:12, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Ok, great. Were gong to attck he most heavily fortifed base on the East Coast, with...less then 30 guys. Great. I hope your plan does'nt inulde crossing open ground?"

--Cerebral plague 14:16, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"You know, missions that will kill us all, usually don't equal in success. I'm just throwing that outt here, as the Cannon fodder will still join because they think they can take out everything." Jack was getting more dirty looks from the BOS. "Also, next time you look at me funny, I take off more the your arm."

Run4urLife!14:22, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Your diversion doesn't need to go near the open ground near Jerusalem, just draw soldiers away from the defenses. I have more Super Ninjas en route, and we'll sort out the stuff inside Jerusalem's walls. You lot just keep wiping out patrols.Of course, the patrols around there are the Airborne Elite. They're a lot harder to take down than your average Crusader, who, as you all know, are no slouches." Jacob said.

Jacob mentioned the parts of Jerusalem he had sen and pointed out the areas the patrols frequented most. A large rocky outcrop, some defunct trenches two miles out, a thicker section of forest beyon d the outcrop, and a burned-out raider town, with most of the concrete buildings still largely intact. Those would be the places to strike from.

--Cerebral plague 14:35, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"I suggest we split up into two groups, each of us taking a different location. I'll go with weston, strauss, and a few BOS soldiers, the rest head with Andrews. I want to use the rocky outcrop, or the burned out raider town. Strauss and Weston, where do you want to head to? The trenches would be a good place where they can ambush us, so I suggest anywhere else." Jack noticed a few BOS soldiers were panicking, "Probably don't want to head out with us", Jack thought to himself.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 14:39, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, the rocky-outcrop might provide sealth, but, as soon as we are spotted, wer screwed. The Raider camp however might provide some cover. Also, is te Camp near a road? Cause if it is, we might be able to ambush some Crudasdeer's while they are walking by."

--Cerebral plague 14:47, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Probably, raider camps are usally near roads. They like to be able to ambush someone quickly. They run faster then you think if they see a trader caravan." Jack hoped that they would go to the raider camp, but they still had to wait for Strauss's reply.

Solbur14:50, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"This raider camp sounds like a fine idea to me. It's sure as hell better than standing out in the open waiting for the patrols to pass." Strauss said. "But how many patrols d'ya think will just walk by? I mean, we're gonna have to keep moving."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 14:56, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"I dunno. From the sound of it...well, let me think."

Westo looked at the gond, and rubbed his eck, seemly ost in space, before snapping up suddleny.

"I'm guss two. This isthe strongest forton the east coast, right? So, they problay have the midset of 'Oh, no one is ever going to attack us here.' I'm a genuis!"

Run4urLife!15:05, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"This isn't a holofilm. The Crusade have a realistic assessment of their own strengths and weaknesses. A patrol passes the trenches once every ten minutes, overlapping with the last one, so that there are eyes watching every direction. At least one passes through the raider camp every twenty minutes, and one passes the trenches every fifteen. The forest has about ten patrols per square kilometre. Those patrols are about 60% recruits, because they use the woodland for recon training." Jacob said.

This was going to be a tough job, but it had to be done to silence the Crusade.

--Cerebral plague 15:08, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Ok then let's move out. You five, your coming with us. I need long range, and since I probably won't be allowed to take your groups sniper, your second best. Now come one, I want to get to that place soon. Once where there, I want to make sure we have the best possible position to attack. Andrews, you got a problem with me taking these guys?" Jack waited for a reply, Andrews didn't answer but just stared at him. "I'll take that as a yes, now let's go, Jacob you know where to find us."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:12, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston quickly checked his Assualt rifle mag before putting on the Combat Helment. He was still dressed as a Crudsade Airborne Private.

Run4urLife!15:14, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok, lets head." Jacob said.

"Live long, fight hard and die well." Jacob said to them as he, Holmes and the other Warrior Weapons headed to the pickup location. This had to work. Hopefully, everyone would survive.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:19, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

In the slience that followed,Westn just looked at Jacob, or, in the General dicertion of him, before he turnd his head back to the group.

"You know, i would have perfered i if he did't say the 'die well' part."

--Cerebral plague 15:31, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Weston, would you have preferred to die a horrible, anguishing, death? Well, then let's go to the Raider camp. I think the BOS is going to the woods. There they can take out the recruits and hide more easily." Jack and group started walking towards the raider town. They were walking for a while before they caught site of a vertibird flying overhead.

Run4urLife!15:36, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// Time for the Crusade's favourite Ghoul to make his presence felt. We're also about eight hours walk from Jerusalem

Jackal walked slowly towards this group. He had intended to meet up with the Claws at their HQ, but he'd only caught up with some freak in a giant tin suit leaving the place. He had followed the tinman, and would have joined up, but the tinman, who turned out to be none other than Jacob Vaughton, got in a fight with some lunatic in a leather jacket. And now he was hanging around with said lunatic. These folks had spent too long in the sun. And Bren et al had left for something called Arroyo, instead of hanging around for the plan Jackal had eavesdropped on. Sick of all this too much cloak and not enough dagger stuff, he raised his arms and walked into the little group.

"Andrews, what the hell are you doing here? I finally came along to join up with the Claws, and they fuck off to the far side of the country, and now I find you, and your pack limping around, and a giant freakin robot lying in a heap in the biggest radiation field for miles! What the hell did I miss out on?" Jackal said, his voice gradually getting louder as he went on, finally finishing on a shout.

"And who the hell are this lot?" Jackal said, a little more quietly, indicating the others.

--Cerebral plague 15:43, 4 April 2009 (UTC)(Changed my post, forgot about the distance away)

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:49, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Who the fuck are you? You jut came out of nowhere!"

Weston had his assualt rifle pointed at the new man. Or, New ghoul-man.

--Cerebral plague 15:54, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Jesus Weston, put the gun down. He's a ghoul that seems to have been following us for a while. I saw him twice, but didn't mention it. It's not like he's going to try to kill anyone that want's to destroy the crusade. I thought he was a friend of Jacob.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:58, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well I did'nt know that! WWere about to go on a sucide mission. I Can't help but being Paranoid!" Said Westo in a rushed tone.

Solbur16:01, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Well, as I'm technically the only full-fledged member of the Claws present... uh, hey, good to meet you." Strauss greeted the Ghoul, thankful that he was apparently willing to overlook the armour he, Weston and Jack had kitted themselves out with. He felt the need to clarify regardless. "Don't mind the armour, we were planning to frame the Crusade for attacking an Enclave camp to cause a retaliation, but, uh... guess we're not sticking around for that anymore."

"And Weston, calm the fuck down, man! We're not gonna die, I can promise that much." Strauss added in a surprisingly convincing tone of voice. Of course, he knew that they probably were, but they were more likely to die with a nervous wreck on the team.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 16:22, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, your the one wearing power armour! I'm not!"

Weston quickly urned his head to the Ghoul.

"Oh, and hey."

--Cerebral plague 16:36, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, to stop any people from blowing our heads off, I suggest we ditch the crusade armor. It isn't really helping us out right about now."

Run4urLife!17:32, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I'm Jackal. I'm originally from Ireland, and I lived in New York for about two hundred years. Yes, I am a Pre-War Ghoul. Ran into Bren, fighting the Crusade, and we turned out to be an alright team. I would've shown myself sooner, but Jacob was kickin the hell outta the boy in the jacket, and you all seemed pretty absorbed in that. But with Bren running off like a coward, I might rethink joining the Claws." Jackal said.

"You, with the robots, stop pointing your guns at me. People who do that have a habit of winding up on landfill." Jackal joked. Evidently, the boy, Weston, didn't get the joke, as he looked at Jack and Strauss.

KuHB1aM18:21, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes sat quietly, as ever, watching Jacob and the ghoul exchange conversation. Polishing his pistol, he looked arond, spotting the various people and soldiers. He checked his watch. The Enclave would be arriving soon. Holmes wasn't sure how he'd react to the classmate re-union. Holmes would probably have to draw both of his guns in an effort to simply keep Jacob from making a pre-emptive move. Holmes thought about the mission. Holmes knew he was going to die. That was a given. He just wasn't sure how. Would it be Jacob? Would it be his classmates? Raikov knew Holmes held higher loyalty to the Enclave over him. He also knew that Raikov wanted him gone also. Things to ponder over the next hour. Ever patient, Holmes continued to polish and clean his weapons, and replaced his new sunglasses back on his face to keep back the glare of the sun.

Run4urLife!19:03, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Right, Jack, you and the rest better get going. We'll need that diversion ASAP." Jacob said. He didn't want them to be around when the Enclave showed up. That could cause problems.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:39, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"I guess i'll take rear."

Weston checked over his frag-greandes and waited for someone to take point.

Vegas adict19:52, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// ok then il just use one for transport

"jackal nice to see you again.Weston my men will go ahead with jackal and straus following"

Andrews and his squad started moving along "jackal weston follow us"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:07, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"Fuck you."


"mind your language wastelander.This is why the crusade and the enclave have the right idea at times the lot of you have no respect for those who help you"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:19, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"F-U-C-K you. I don't care what you say, i don't trust you, and i'm sure as hell not going to put my life in you hands."

Run4urLife!20:19, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// No, Vegas, you won't. You didn't have it at the start of the RP, and you're not pulling one out of nowhere. And so, with the message not getting to Las Vegas, you don't get a damned plane.

Jackal grumbled as he walked along. This was why he hated working with the Brotherhood. Arrogant fucks. He couldn't remember why he hadn't shot Andrews in New York. He was back to wearing his leather armor with the combat armor plates over it. The TB-60 was now on a display rack in his home, along with the Necropolis Pulse emitter.

"So, Weston, right? What neck of the wods do you hail from, you don't sound like a local." Jackal said.

Solbur20:31, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"The Enclave and the Crusade have the right idea, now, huh? You think supremacist assholes who systematically exterminate entire species for shits and giggles have the right idea because some Wasters are suspicious of supposed helping hands?! Do you even have a clue what the fuck you are talking about?! You're the dumbest Brotherhood Elder I've ever seen! Jesus!" Strauss's speech was quick, his tone quite angry. Evidently he wasn't impressed by that remark Andrews had made. He kicked a nearby rock in a random direction away from the group, only to hear an accented complaint come from that way. "Woah there, boy! Watch where yer kickin' shit, will ya?" Came Silas' voice. He quickly got a hold of himself as he saw the Baltimore denizen not a few metres away from him, walking towards the group. The former Dweller took a deep breath and then greeted Silas, apologising. Strauss then ran over the plan with him.

Vegas adict20:46, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// how did we get here then?.But fair enogth

"not the killing all mutant's ectra but the not trusting locals im begining to wonder why in hell i got myself into truble by helping the citizens of vegas.Now can we get a fuckin move on so we can get in to jeruselm kill the crusade and i can go back to vegas and leave the lot of you aseholes to fuck yourselves.No offence ment jackal and straus or you silas"

Run4urLife!20:52, 4 April 2009 (UTC)// You said it yourself they came from New York in the APC's, genius

"None taken. Not the first, or last time someone told me to go fuck myself." Jackal said. This guy was beginning to chafe. Not like the LVBoS could take out the Crusade at Jerusalem. Whatever Jacob had going, the Brotherhood were just a gear in the machine. And clearly one of those extra gears that were there for show. Maybe they'd break like one of those gears too. Looking at a few of those Knights, they'd break before they got to that Raider camp.

{{Vegas adict 20:57, 4 April 2009 (UTC)|i haz memory problems lol}}

"can we get a move on now"

Run4urLife!21:03, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal nodded. It was time to get rolling. He wasn't going to start giving orders, after all, he'd just arrived, and he had no idea how this lot would react to being shouted at by a short Ghoul. Although, Jackal compensated for being 5'8" by carrying several powerful weapons, including his hybrid gun and a machete that could split a man from head to solar plexus.

"Agreed. Where are we headed to? Jerusalem?" Jackal said. Then he saw the look on their faces. "Oh shit. We are going to Jerusalem, aren't we?"

Vegas adict21:05, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"yup we have to create a distraction for jacob and his super ningers to get in the base and kill there leaders.Most of us will die but who knows mabey we have divine guidence"

Run4urLife!21:17, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Bollocks! Frederick Thomas isn't there is he? If he is how do we contact Jacob to get him to drag Thomas out so I can deal with him!" Jackal howled. This was a shocking revelation. He'd missed that part of the plan, although he probably missed the bit where they abandoned Silas' plan. Knowing Jacob, those Nijas of his could pull this off. It was a scary thought. So long waiting for revenge, and now someone else might be tearing Thomas' throat out. Jackal had been so close in New York, but it had slipped through his fingers.


"So, Freddy, are you prepared to become a ghoul?" Jackal

"You're a deadman, my friend." Frederick

"Since when were we friends?" Jackal

Frederick laughed then. Bullets flying. The battle spilled over, LVBoS amd Crusade soldiers firing and running. Blood, noise. A man pulled Frederick away. Jackal Howled. The Ferals responded as usual, gargling and limping. The battle hadn't ended well.

End Flashback

Vegas adict21:22, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Who knows last time i saw him he was in the blast radius of a nuke do if your lucky he might be a ghoul now" Andrews crossed his fingers for that the crusade had cost him a lot


"get the captain!!"

men rushed around him and jackal and the captain were talking.A crusader ran round and pulled fred clear he yelled

"stop him"

end flashback

Run4urLife!21:28, 4 April 2009 (UTC) 

"He's in a field command post? Good, means Jacob won't be pulling his face off. Leaves him for me to deal with. This plan had better not get me killed. Wait, Nuke? What?" Jackal said.

He looked around. This place didn't look like a nuke had hit it. The radiation field around the robot. That meant that a nuke had been used against that thing. Damn, the Crusade went all-out. And the robot had been alive at one point. Scary shit.

--Cerebral plague 23:59, 4 April 2009 (UTC)

"The longer we wait, the less of a opening we have. Now, Strauss, Weston, you come with me. The BOS soldiers I chose should come with us also. Jackal, you can go with us if you feel like it, although you can also go with Andrews. Now, the Raider town should be north of here right? We follow that road, till we see the town, then we set up a point where we can safely pick off Airborne." Jack looked around, waiting for any questions.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:20, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Then lets go!"

Solbur00:50, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Just one; what about our three friends?" Strauss asked as he gestured towards the trio of Sentry Bots he'd captured from the Enclave camp. It was at this point he noticed a distinctive blowing noise coming from behind him, gradually getting louder. He identified the sound as a Mr. Handy's thrusters, but it couldn't have been Weston's Handy, as this one sounded distant, getting closer, and almost as though there were two thrusters working simultaneously. He glanced over his shoulder and--

"Good evening, Master." Worthington's typical greeting came. "I pre-emptively deduced that as you had not yet returned to the Super-Duper Mart, that you had been killed or wounded at this camp. This does not appear to be the case." The modified Mr. Handy commented. "And I brought your equipment." He concluded. Strauss promptly dumped his Crusade uniform and kitted himself out in his familiar custom Power Armor and weaponry, which took roughly fifteen minutes in all. "Sorry about that. You were saying?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:57, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"And why can't you do that?"

Shut up.

"You shut up...anyway, I say bring them along. Nothing like having three robot's backing you up. Hell, we might even find some Crusade bot's, turn them agisnt the very soldier's the 'bots were sworn, no, programmed to protect."

--Cerebral plague 01:26, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Bring em along, we need the firepower. Besides, we can load ammo on em and use them as pack mules. Jack started to take off the Crusade clothes, the helmet seemed tighter, but that was his only problem getting it off. He layed his duster on the ground. On the inside were carefully placed pockets that held Jack's repeater. It was disassembled with everything in the pockets in the Duster. Jack quickly layed the pieces out in front of him, and put the gun together. He put the duster back on and got up shortly, and looked around for a few seconds. "Where the hell did I put my Poncho?"

Solbur01:35, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss brought up some data he'd downloaded from the camp's terminal on his Pip-Boy. Nodding to himself, he got to work reprogramming the Sentry Bots to no longer recognise Enclave as primary targets (he was thankful they hadn't recognised Jacob, Holmes or their super-ninja buddies as such) and instead prioritise Crusaders as their enemies. It was a long and tedious process, with Strauss constantly checking information on his Pip-Boy and carefully relaying vocal commands, but eventually he sorted it. The Sentry Bots barked acknowledgements and primed their weapons momentarily, before letting their arms fall to their sides.

"I think Worth might have it, Jack, I stuffed quite a lot of our gear in his storage compartment before we set out on this mission." Strauss said as Worth hovered over to Jack. "Feel free to check."

--Cerebral plague 01:41, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Ah, thanks man!" Jack ran over to Worth, opening his storage compartment, and looking inside. "Nope, Poncho ain't in here neither. I'm going to miss that Poncho, looked like it came out of a old Flint Westwood holodisk I saw once. Sure going to miss it, was all black, gave me warmth and stealth while sniping at night, had this cool symbol in the top right corner. Best poncho I ever owned. Hell, it was the only poncho I ever owned."

Solbur02:09, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Not sure what happened to it. Sorry man, sounds like you really liked that poncho." Strauss modestly offered his condolences to Jack. Then it occured to him; what the hell was a poncho anyway? Strange word. Strauss would've asked, but they had more important things to do. "Well, guess we better get this show on the road, then, huh?" Strauss rubbed his hands together as he glanced around the group, before setting off at a reasonable pace.

--Cerebral plague 02:27, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Yeah I guess we should. Now, I wonder if anyone else but me is going to kill people due to a stolen poncho." Jack was probably the first to do so, and probably the last as there doesn't seem to be that many ponchos left in the area. "Going to have to go all the way back to vault 75 to buy another one to. Last one cost me eight hundred caps." Jack got up and started walking away, unaware that his Poncho would be gone for ever.

Run4urLife!09:48, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

These are Bren's crack team of mercenaries? What the hell did I lumber myself with? Jackal thought as he took off after Jack. If he had to work with these people, he might as well start now. Maybe he should try to calm that Jack fella down about the poncho. It wasn't like he'd lost a limb or anything.

"Later, Andrews, we got a lot of catching up to do!" Jackal called over his shoulder before disappearing into the night with the others.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:23, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Oh, and Jackal..."

Weston stared to run alongside him, Assualt Rifle slun over his back Robot trialing behind him.

"I'm from a place called The Chain. It was on a island, and,'s now nothng more then a bunch of Ashes."

--Cerebral plague 14:31, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"The chain? That sounds familiar, I heard a bunch of guys a while ago when I was younger talking about. They were going there to loot it, something about bastard raiders did something. I always remembered it because the guy's went all over the place looking for it. They had to ask everyone in New york to find out where it is, or was I should say. They actually found it though, but the whole place was just burned to the ground. Hey, maybe someone else then you escaped? They said they couldn't see any bodies. Why the hell am I remembering this stuff now though?"

Run4urLife!14:51, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Heard of it once. A bunch of ferals moved in after it got burned down. Much as I hate to break it to ya, they're probably where the bodies went." Jackal said. "Then the Raiders came back and killed off the Ferals. They wanted it as a monument to their brutality. It was a few clans, as far as I know. Took one of em down by sealing their little clubhouse and turning off the overflow valves. But, thats what you get when you set up in a water purification plant."

Jackal padded on, scanning the area for any Crusade patros. They were right in the asshole's back garden, so everyone needed to be on high alert. He froze as he saw movement. Pariah dogs. Mangy, diseased beasts, but still better than the Crusade's attack dogs, mangy, aggressive beasts with the strength of a horse and the temperament of a woman in mid-divorce.

--Cerebral plague 14:55, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Are those Pariah dogs? Jack hated pariah dogs, he was sniping once, waiting for his target to leave his cover. When a bunch of dogs appeared out of no where and bit his ass.(True fallout 3 story)

Run4urLife!15:00, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Easy, Weston, easy now." Jackal muttered. "They'll move off, and we won't fight them unless they come our way. Anyone who wants to shoot and bring every patrol in the area down on us, feel free to say so. I'll give you five seconds to run before I put a machete through your backbone."

Jackal signalled for everyone to crouch, before the dogs took an interest in them. They were downwind, and the dogs were far enough away that they'd only barely get the smell. If they were lucky, the dogs would just lumber off in some other direction.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 17:51, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, had'nt planned on shoothing at the dogs. Waste of ammo. Me? I perfer to baynoet them."

With that, Weston took out a longerkinfe that he had and put it on his Assualt Rifle. He had changed to his normal colthes now, and he had his head sitting on his hea at a sliht angle.

Run4urLife!17:58, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I prefer throwing a severed limb in the middle and watching them kill each other for it. Then I machete the last one. Hey, Weston, can I borrow your arm for a sec?" Jackal joked. Then he straightened Weston's hat to wind him up a little. "Jesus lad, can you not dress yourself?"

The dogs had moved off East, completely off the group's path. They got moving again once the dogs were out of earshot, narrowly dodging a nearby patrol by dropping into a gully. This was going to get difficult the closer they got to that raider camp ruin.

Vegas adict17:59, 5 April 2009 (UTC)// is silas with me?

Andrews changed his comm band to the one he had given jackal in new york "jackal if you can hear me theres a small village about 1/2 a mile from the outscirts of the jeruselum we should meet up there" he hoped jackal would get the mesage nut if he didn't theyed manage.

--Cerebral plague 18:27, 5 April 2009 (UTC)(Depends if Silas's creator want's him to go with you, and stick to the plan vegas. Go to the rocky outcrop, the trenches, or the forrest. Were going to the raider town. Don't you have a whole town of BOS following you by the way?)

Jack had been walking for about an hour. They were getting deeper and deeper with in Crusade territory. Soon, they would be near the town. Hopefully they could time it so that the second the Crusade patrol leaves, they can rush in and set up their attack points. "So, how does everyone hear want to attack?"

Vegas adict18:32, 5 April 2009 (UTC)// Ok

The trenches were about a mile ahead he and his men jumped in and set up gun emplacements "jack were in posistion at the trenches"

--Cerebral plague 19:02, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Got it man. You got there faster then us, the town is about fourty feet ahead. Once you see crusade, fire at will." Jack and the gang reached the town, Jack sent the BOS soldiers to the roof, while they reached one close by, setting up firing positions. "Men, fire upon me,or Jackals orders." Radioing to Andrews, Jack said "Andrews, were at the position, aim true and try not to die to fast, got it?"

Run4urLife!19:06, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal took up position on a roof, aiming down at the road below, waiting for the first patrol to pass by.. Jack took up a position about two feet to the left.

"Today is a good day for someone else to die, eh?" Jackal said to the assassin. Jack had never said what his job was, but he had the movement and mannerisms of an assassin. Not a hitman, they had egos so big they had their own moons. This guy was good.

--Cerebral plague 19:15, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"I suppose so jackal. Never got that saying though, it's always a good day for someone else to die. Jackal looked through the scope of his repeater. Seeing the a crusade patrol off in the distance. "Look's like the crusade decided to show up. Ready up men."

Run4urLife!19:22, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal and the rest waited another five minutes until the patrol was right between the two buildings.

"Nail 'em!" Jackal roared, firing his shotgun down on the head of the first man, and then switching to the secondary trigger, firing the underslung SMG, then back to the shotgun. He roared as he blasted the zealots. Before he knew it, the ten men were lying in various states of bullet-riddledness. Then came the messy business of dragging the bodies indoors. Once that was done, the group took up firing positions again.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:25, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston put in a freash clip in his Assualt rifle, rght after he oted some ammo from the Dead crusade soldiers. He had a close call. A bullet flew bac his head, and richoted around the room, before flying out a window. This time, he thought, hed was goin to blindfire. Sure, a waste of ammo. But, hey. his ammo or his life?

Vegas adict19:26, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

A squad of crusade came round the corner and charged the trenches "misiles!" there was a flash of fire and the squad slowed."gatling lasers" the crusade squad fell and the few that remained were put to the sword "jack 1 squad anilated"

--Cerebral plague 19:30, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"Twenty minutes till next patrol gets here, then another group is going to get sent here after that, to see what the hell happened. After that, we should retreat to the forest to the east so that we can take care of the extra reinforcements they send easier. I'm afraid of this town getting rained down by Mortar fire." Jack reached for his radio. "Andrews, after two squads reach you, retreat to the forest. Should be directly west of your position. I'm afraid there going to hit us with Mortar fire."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:34, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston shouted over to Jack and the Jackal , who was in the other building.

"Hey! What's the plan?! We going to stay here all day or what?"

--Cerebral plague 19:36, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

Shouting back to Weston, "After two more Patrols get here, we ditch the place and head to the forest. This place is close enough so that they can hit us with Mortar fire!"

Vegas adict19:40, 5 April 2009 (UTC) 

"got it should we meet up in the forest then" Marcus looked over the trench wall a crusade vertibird came over "jack there's birds on pratrol"

--Cerebral plague 19:47, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"You serious man? Well, see if you can shoot em down. Wait till there close though, don't want you missing." Jack took out his M79 grenade launcher and loaded it. Checking for any birds nearby, he put it by his side, and told Jackal to be on the lookout for birds.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:02, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston had his back to the wall, Cigarrte in his mouth. He knew he was going to die here. He just knew it. t was like when you feel ike something is goping to happen, and you belive it. He did'nt want to die, but, he also knew that if he was, at least it was for a cause. And, Weston also knew he wasn't going to be taken alive. And for that, he slipped a grenade into his pocket. If he was in a sitatuin in that he was about to be cpatured, he would simply pull the pin of that one grenade, hopeull killing his wanbe-captor.

Solbur20:31, 5 April 2009 (UTC)// Sorry for not posting folks, had to go and visit my extended family today. And then I ended up watching Ghostbusters 1 and 2 in succession for some reason. So yeah

"Frank, Joe, Alan!" Strauss called as he'd christened the three Sentry Bots. It was better than shouting their binary designations he'd found on the terminal every time he wanted to address them. "Neutralise any and all vertibirds on sight with missile launcher modules. Confirm command." He spoke clearly. "Confirmed." The three mechanised death-dealers rattled in unison. "You always were the bossy type, Master," Worthington remarked. "Shut up." Strauss retorted, cranking the dial on the side of his Laser Rifle up to the highest setting. He just hoped this whole thing would cause enough of a distraction for the Super-Ninjas to bring the bastards down.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:02, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

"You named them? Really?"

You never named me.

"Your point?"

Well, it will be nice to be called something other then Robot

" about..hmmm...Caeaser?"

Works for me!

--Cerebral plague 23:57, 5 April 2009 (UTC)

The second patrol came, and Jack and the others shot them up. He soon went down to the ground and carried the dead into the house. Getting back to his position he looked around. "Now, the second we see another crusade patrol and kill them, we get the hell out of here." Hopefully Andrews would of killed his second patrol already. He reloaded his gun, and aimed his scope down the road where the patrols came through.

Vegas adict07:42, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"second patrol incoming sir!" andrews looked over the top of the trench there was a squad of crusaders and 3 birds."target the birds!" one of the birds exploded in a ball of nucleur fire.he fired his own launcher abother of the birds went up in smoke.The final bird made its way to the trench before odin grabed on swang into the cocpit and killed the crew bringing it down behind the trench.

The remaining crusaders were cut down in a blaze of minigun and gatling laser fire "jack second patrol killed we are retreating to the woods.By the way try to capture the birds we managed to capture one"

Run4urLife!12:00, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// The Brotherhood don't know how to use Vertibirds, what use will they be to you Vegas?

Jacob sat in the crew compartment of one VTOL, watching the ground below speed by. He looked out into the nitght and spotted the characteristic fireball of a V-bird being destroyed. Thankfully, he was a long ways away fom that lot shooting down everything in sight. Then, the tapped Crusade radio signal burst into life:

++VB02 Number 1171 has been captured by enemy forces, I repeat VB02 Number 1171 has fallen into enemy hands. Shoot down on sight++ Then an explosion covered up the end of the transmission. The last vertibird being shot down.

"Las Vegas Brotherhood forces, do not take off in that Vertibird, I repeat, do not use vertibird, manned defenses will open ire on sight, do not take off! Jack, if it was you captured that thing, do not take off either, you will be shot down by manned defenses." Jacob shouted down the group channel radio. The other Warrior Weapons gave him an odd look. These animals didn't care whether or not their allies lived. "I'm gonna kill every last one of you when this is over." Jacob thought to himself as he looked at the Warrior Weapons.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:16, 6 April 2009 (UTC) (And don't even think of saying that they all know how to piolt a vertibird. And how did guy in power armour jump up, grab onto a moving verti-bird, and take contol of it?

Weston looked out the window while he was crouched down inside the building he had taken cover in. Peering farther into the night, he saw a crusade patrol. This time, they were heavily armeed. A Minigun, Chinase Assualt rifles, maybe a officer with a Desert Eagle. That's when Jack Fired. Hitting the man with the minigun, the rest of the group opened fire. It was kinda funny though. Beside him, a laser rife went crazy, firing as fast as it could. Across the steert, both a shotgun and a SMG rorared. a Sinper rifle shot rounds desgitned for weak points. And here Weston was, blindfirng a captured Assault rifle. Almost no one in this motely group was usng the same weapons. Clkicking Empty, he pulled out one of hiws assault rifle clips and jammed it home. Thats when Weston heard the whistle of moratrs coming for him.


Running asfast as he could, he went down the first set of stairs. 3 more steps to go. The first mortar shll hit. Weston felt the buidling shake. Down he second set of stairs. Another 2 rounds hit. One of the shellshit he street, another hit te roof. Last set of stairs before ground fllor. Another slavo of shells. The buidling won't last long. And just as Weston and Struass and there Mr. Handy robots cleared the buidling, it crumbled. Jack and the Jackal were already running towards te woods. Sprinting faster then he ever had to spriting before, Weston finally reached the woods, panting and out of breath. That' when he felt the pain in his leg. Reachng for it, he came back with blood on his hands.

"The bastards got me...they got me"

Looking towards the group with massive, almost crying eyes, he repated what he just said, before putting his back to a tree and sliding down it, exausthed.

Run4urLife!13:34, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Well, looks like amputation's the only option." Jackal said, drawing his machete. Judging by the look on Weston's face, he didn't get the joke. Jackal sheathed the machete and jabbed a Stimpak into Weston's leg, followed by some Med-X. Then he cut away a section of cloth from around the wound and applied some gauze and an absorbent pad he had stolen from a pharmacy on the way through DC. Thankfully none of the others knew what these pads were used for before the war.

"Clean shot, clipped you, but the bullet made its way out. With a bit of luck, and a lot of Med-X, you'll be fine." Jackal said.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 14:22, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

"Great. that's just great. now, when we win this thing, make sure when sombody makes the great staue of us, i don't have a bloody stump alright? Now, wanna give me a hand up?"

Run4urLife!14:47, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I doubt anyony knows how to make statues any more." Jackal said. Even so, it was a good thought. A statue, of all of them, standing around with their guns, like the big statue near the bridge in the middle of DC.

He helped Weston to his feet, and helped him stagger to a small wooden bunker-type thing not too far into the forest. It wasn't big, more or less the size of an office cubicle, but it was dug down three feet below ground level, so it'd be a great hiding place. The Crusade obviously expected the place to become surrounded and still hold out, because the two foot log wall completely encircled the hole. They lay Weston down, and Strauss got to work on his leg, improving the work Jackal had already performed.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 16:09, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, i guess we could figure it out. Go see if our local libary has some book'son it. Hell, we might even convice Three Dog to tell his people to build us one. Which leads me to anotherquestion. Since we got some Brotherhood guy's, should'nt the DC brotherhood help? I mean, sure, i don't like them, but, hey, i don't mind having power-armoured meat sheilds."

Run4urLife!16:23, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"They got their hands full with the Super Mutants. Up in New York, the Enclave keeps the Frankensteins in check, but here, they only have the Brotherhood pushin them back." Jackal said. He'd learned a lot about DC by talking to the Ghouls around the place. Apparently the Brotherhood were idiots who liked fighting the Super Mutants and Enclave.

And the library might have books. The kid had a point.

Solbur16:25, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Quit squirming," Strauss snapped. Weston quickly obliged, cringing in pain before the Med-X dosage was topped up again. "Books, huh? Well, we'll have to take a look-see down in Arlington once this whole Crusade-beating-ritual is over and done with, providing it ain't too heavily irradiated now." He suggested as he worked on Weston's wound, sparing a brief glance to Jackal. "And shit, the Brotherhood just lost their favourite toy and fuck knows how many men to that nuke, cut them some slack." Strauss then sank a Stimpak into the medicated wound, then went about re-dressing it with the same stuff of Jackal's he'd just removed to work on it. "And that's you done, kiddo. Sorry, but we're all out of lollypops." Strauss remarked, recalling and paraphrasing some Pre-War holotape he'd seen advertising private healthcare to children. Judging by his confused expression, Weston apparently hadn't seen such a tape. Strauss turned to Jackal, who at least seemed to understand what he was referencing, and shrugged.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 16:29, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

"By the way Jackal, ever met a Ghoul nmed Hero?"

Weston said while getting up, using his Assualt rifle as a support.

Run4urLife!16:41, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Never heard of him. By name anyway, I might know him to see though." Jackal sighed. He had run into plenty of Ghouls in his time, and he wasn't sure who this Hero fella was, but if he saw a picture he might recognize it.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 16:47, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

"I don't have a picture, but, i have his old hat."

Weston rummaged though Casers storage comparent, before pulling it out and tossing it to the Jackal.

"He also had a tarrterd jumpsuit on, and carried a chinse assualt rifle."

Run4urLife!16:55, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// His name's just Jackal. He ain't a Bruce Willis character

Jackal turned the hat over and over in his hands. Chinese Remnant.

"No, man, sorry. Can't say I know him." Jackal said apologetically. Noises, dogs. Crusade attack dogs, big foul humoured Dobermans. Barking and howling as they led a patrol towards the spider hole.

"Hold, hold. Don't shoot till they clear the treeline." Jackal shouted as Strauss turned toward the noises.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 17:05, 6 April 2009 (UTC) (So? Add's a more...unknown elemnt to him)

Weston heard the noises, before grabbing the hat and hurridley stuffing it in his robots stoarge comprament. Weston risked a peek. Big ass dogs leading a bunch of big-ass guys with big-ass guns.

"Great. just great"

Run4urLife!17:12, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// He chose it as a name, not a title! Liam Rourke (his real name) just doesn't have the same effect

Jackal shot the first dog dead, the buckshot tearing it's head to pieces. He fired the attached SMG into another dog, opening up its chest. Another soldier fired up his minigun, and the whole group dropped to the ground to avoid the death that the massive gun spewed.

Solbur17:26, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

This minigunner had them pinned down. While dogs and other Crusade soldiers enroached on their position, the group were effectively trapped. If they waited till the minigunner ran out of ammo, they were dead. If they lifted their heads to defend themselves, they were dead. Strauss sighed to himself and was about to resign to the seeming inevitable until he heard the distinctive sound of Gatling Laser fire. Shortly afterwards, the hail of 5mm rounds ceased. Strauss risked a peek to see one of the reprogrammed Sentry Bots - he was sure this one was Frank - mowing down the squad. Strauss blasted an enroaching Doberman square in the jaw with a high-powered shot from his adjustable Laser Rifle, reducing its head to ash and its neck to a horribly burnt stump.

Vegas adict17:44, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// he wasn't in power armor

"abandon the V-Bird!" the men milled around the trenches when he heard a explosion about 100 meters away.Crusaders were swamping the trenches "jackal! were pined down we need help"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 18:50, 6 April 2009 (UTC) (Did'nt know.)

"Who's idea was to use the sentry bot? MINE! ALL MINE! HA HA!"

Weston slapped Strauss on the back, before putting a burst of fire into a dog that ran through the door. When a Crusader tried to enter, Weston pumped the rest of his clip into him, with a bullet hitting the the Crusader in the neck, killing him.

"Well. I guess i now have three confimred kills. Oh-rah."

Solbur19:01, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Hey, I was the one who got them on our side in the first place!" Strauss protested, kicking the body of the Crusader Weston had just killed. More gatling laser fire could be heard, which meant more Crusaders incoming and more corpses surrounding their bunker. He just hoped the Sentry could hold true.

--Cerebral plague 19:05, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

"Heh, your catching up kid. When you stop counting that makes you a veteran". Jack loaded M79 launcher with the buckshot shell he got. He aimed over head and shot, as the shell landed next to a crusader, as 20 buckshot shells erupted from it. Killing at leas 8 of them.

He picked up his radio, hearing Andrews yell at about support. "Were under fire ourselves man! Just be lucky that you weren't dead before the shot"!

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:18, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

Slamming a new clip home, Weston blindfired over the lip of the bunker before bring his gu back down and reloaded.

"Kepp a eye out for flamers! If i am going to die here, make sure i'm not fucking burned to death, alright?"

Twentyfists20:12, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// There's broadband at my aunt's house. Dont expect me to post often, but at least I have some internet access in Ireland.

A voice crackled over Conor's radio. "I got ya covered," Silas said. He fired twice from his sniper rifle and took down two Crusaders.

--Cerebral plague 20:59, 6 April 2009 (UTC) Jack fired at the last crusader, killing him. "Now, lets get the hell out of here. Get on the other side, and help Andrews out. Then, we wait till the crusade marches into the forest and find nothing but bullets from out of no where."

Run4urLife!21:49, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal bounded out over the spider hole's wall, splitting a Crusader's head in two with the machete. He was glad he'd replaced his old steel one with that tungsten carbide blade the trader had suggested. He spun past another Crusader, whirling his machete around to cut off the top of the man's head. He killed a third with a lightning thrust up behind the breastplate, splitting his heart in two. Then he finished the last one by jabbing downwards through the exposed patch where the pauldron and breastplate met. The stab passed through the soldier's heart, both lungs and into his liver, just like it had done on so many Crusaders before.

"Go! GO! GO!" Jackal roared, leading them in a mad dash towards the trenches, Silas rapidly pulling alongside them.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:13, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

Westons leg wound gave him something of a limping run. Still, it was enough to keep up. Shooting at the random Crusade soldier that came there way, Weston and the gang of fighters made there way into the trenches. Sliding into the trench, they raced alone the route that the Crusade built the Trenchs on, until finally reaching the Brotherhood soldiers , who were fighting back as hard as they could.

Run4urLife!22:19, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal kept his machete drawn, moving like a bladed whirlwind through the Crusaders. He had impaled one man and decapitated another before the Crusade patrols realised they were being attacked from two directions. One of them wasn't wearing power armor. An officer./ Jackal pointed his machete at him and issued his challenge.

"You, get over here. I want supper!" Jackal shouted. The officer just sneered and drew his SCM Sword.

Jackal didn't bother circling, he went for the attack. The man pparried, blocked and dodged, moving like quicksilver. The next thing Jackal knew was that he was on the defensive. He blocked a thrust and headbutted the officer right on the bridge of the nose, breaking it with a satisfying crunch. As the man staggered back, Jackal skewered him with a two-handed lunge.

Then Jackal returned to laying waste to the grunts milling about attacking everyone else.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:26, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston was in the middle of reloading his gun whe he looked above the lip of the trench. Spyig a dead Crusader with a mingun, a idea struck him. Sprinting as fast s he cold, he grabbed the soldier and hauled him to the trenhs. Stabbing him in the neck just to make sure he was dead, weston took his mingun and set it on the trench. Taking a couple of loose sandbags, he piled them around him, and opend fire into the Crusaders with deadly effect.

"Eat this you fuckers! HA HA!"

KuHB1aM22:27, 6 April 2009 (UTC) 

- where are we? we can't be at jerusalem yet.. we'd all be dead, lol. are we rescuing someone? well, whatever we're doing, the enclave with their fake crusade VTOLs will arrive after the battle

--Cerebral plague 22:36, 6 April 2009 (UTC) - Beleve were helping Andrews fight off the crusade, then running off into the forest

Run4urLife!22:42, 6 April 2009 (UTC)// Thats the diversionary attack

Jacob looked around the VTOL. It was slowing down, so they were probably close to Jerusalem's walls. He flexed his fingers around the grip of Mother's Woe, really wishing he had kept the MR-5 on. He stretched his shoulders back, and stretched out his legs. He looked over at Holmes, who just nodded. Jacob returned the nod.

"Let hell follow with you." Jacob said, referencing the Rapture.

Jackal dragged the others along towards the treeline and safe cover as tracer rounds criss-crossed over the trenches, trying to illuminate fresh targets. They had lost three Brotherhood Knights on the dash to the trees, and Jackal had been clipped by a stray tracer, burning his arm.

--Cerebral plague 23:36, 6 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was lagging behind, shooting at the Crusade soldiers. He ran back to the trees soon, shooting his last grenade out of his M79, before reaching the cover of the trees. The whole group was running away now, deeper and deeper in the forest. They were at a desolate point in the forest, when they stopped. "Now, do we get out of the trees, and try to reach a safe point as they search the place. Or stay here and fight?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:01, 7 April 2009 (UTC)

"Tree's ain't exactly the best cover. I'd perfer it if we reached a place where wecould go behind some cover that won't become nothing but pulp after a rocket hits it. Now, if we fall back, i recoomnd put some traps here."

Weston hand's were shaking and fumbling with a cigarrte, before he finally manged to light it.

"By the way, where did Jacob go?"

Solbur00:11, 7 April 2009 (UTC) 

"He's probably punching Airborne Elite to death inside the base, completely unarmed. Alone, while the rest of his team are dead or captured. You know what he's like." Strauss said. "And I vote we get the hell out of here. They'll be on our asses soon enough, and they'll arrive in numbers that we really can't defend against. Frank, Joe and Alan can only do so much good in holding them off." He blinked as he noticed the three Sentry Bots rolling through the forests towards them, their chasses marked with patches singed by laser fire and slight impressions in the metal where they'd been shot. "And if their tactical programs are making them retreating, then the Crusade can't be far off. We need to move."

--Cerebral plague 00:25, 7 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well then, let's retreat to the south of the place. Let's lay some traps, make them think were out for em. Or, we can climb the trees, hoping that they won't spot us. I'm open to suggestions though."

Solbur00:31, 7 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss wordlessly gestured to his own armour and that of the LVBoS. Although they had no external articulate parts other than their arms and their wheels, it was clear that the three Sentry Bots did not approve either. "Well, climbing trees is out of the question, so I guess we're boogeying down southways. Let's move, shall we?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 01:28, 7 April 2009 (UTC)

Laying down traps and mines as he moved along, Weston became the groups informal 'Bombideer' on the spot. Laying down as much traps as he could while trying to stay with the group, Weston stuck with just the simple stuff. Such as frag mines and a tripwire that would bring down a rain of grenades.

"God, hope no one sees us"

Vegas adict08:08, 7 April 2009 (UTC) 

minigun fire flew over andrews head as he saw mitchell with his heavy weapon shread the crusade to bits "pull back to the woods!" the paladins and knights ran into the forrest "louise get some mines down" his daughter nodded and got to work "all done sir"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 12:19, 7 April 2009 (UTC)

"Hey! Fuckers! I just spentall my fcking time laying down traps and mine! You blow that shitup, i ain't cming back for you, no matter how badly wounded you are! Got that? This mines don't come free ya know!"

Weston fired a burst at a Cursader, before catching up with the rest of the grouop. Whispering to himself, he said.

"Thank you, Marshall."

KuHB1aM15:53, 7 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes looked at his crusade colored power armor, then ginergly stepped of the VTOL ramp towards the Airborne captain. "Name, soldier." The airborne stated, his voice crisp. "Captain Holmer, sir. This is my unit, fresh from D.C. We're on leave." Holmes said, and handed the captain his fake identification papers. The captain eyed Holmes suspiciously, but otherwise did not make any attempt to subdue him. "You are to report to barracks, effective immediatly. The quartermaster will serve for your weapon lockers, aswell as any ordnance you require before your next combat deployment. Enjoy your stay in the holy city." The captain walked away without another word, but Holmes could hear him murmuring. "They're awfully tall for a standard unit, Jenkins." He whispered to a Major. The higher officer ignored the comment, and both airborne headed for the closest elevator down th the bottom level. Holmes breathed a sigh of relief. They had gotten in without a hitch. Now, it was time to pay Moore a visit.

Run4urLife!16:03, 7 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob stepped out behind Holmes. He refused to wear that Crusade power armor, so he was wearing a set of cuffs with the chainlinks sawn through and resealed with wax. He could break them without any effort. In fact, it took conscious effort not to break them now. Now it was time to drop in on Moore and introduce him to the business end of an assault rifle.

"Which way?" Jacob asked Holmes. Holmes nodded towards a stairway leading up to the tallest tower. Was Moore compensating?

Jacob forced the distraction from his mind and pressed on with the other Warrior Weapons surrounding him. He could hear gunshots in the distance. The others were still alive. Jacob wasn't sure whether that was good or bad. What if Holmes and the rest were called to the walls? Jacob would probably be taken to Moore anyway, but getting out would be a lot harder.

--Cerebral plague 01:06, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack and the gang reached the south side of the forest. They were standing behind a large rock, when he saw a cave up ahead. "Guy's I'll be right back." Jack walked over to the cave, and saw the floor had collapsed in. He looked inside, and saw a metro. "Guys, I think I found our exit!"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 01:12, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston looked back into the forest, where the first set of expolsives went off. Grinng as he turned to Jack, Weston looked down the Metro.

"Well then, lets get the fuck out of here?"

Cerebral plague 01:33, 8 April 2009 (UTC)(We need to make a new page guys, this one is really long. I would, but I'm technically still a noob).

Jack layed some traps near the cave entrance. The crusade would arrive, only to be blown to bits and the cave entrance UN enter-able. "Well then, everyone down the damn hole!" Jack looked over and saw a crusade soldier patrol looking for them. He was blown to bits by one of Weston's traps.

Act 8Edit

Fireman0504 Got a new character... did my best to insert her into the story showing prowess but trying not to take the thunder from what you've all done. I've read it all and kept up with it, so I finally decided to join...

Stefanie McRae looked to the south across the D.C. Wasteland, a place she hadn't seen in five years. What she remembered as an arid, unforgiving wilderness had turned into a complete warzone. Even now as she looked, smoke billowed from a dozen settlements and explosions blossomed over the stretched out wastes. Not like it was pretty before she thought to herself. She didn't quite know why she had come back. Zanadu was smoking and business was poor after the AWA raid, so Stefanie decided to take a little 'vacation' while the town re-populated and business returned. "Stop right there, wastelander!" she heard a sharp voice say to her. She turned to see two men in OD Green Combat armor pointing assault rifles at her. She flexed the fingers on her Power Fist slowly, grinning challengingly to her "opponents." Thats how she looked at it. Everyone who issued a challege was simply another opponent. One man took a step back and the other raised his rifle. She grabbed it, snapping the muzzle and wrenching in from his hands. She spun and kicked the second man, throwing the first to the ground. A downward blow with her Power Fist shattered his spine as the second man staggered to his feet, drawing a knife. She ducked under a clumsy slash and stepped aside, avoiding another, a sideways kick broke the man's knee, dropping him to his other knee. With both hands Stefanie snapped the trooper's neck, letting him fall. "Fuckin Grunts," Stefanie heard another muffled voice say. She turned to see five men in the same colored Power Armor emerging from a rocky path. The first put a Desert Eagle shot through the first wounded trooper's head, ending his feelingless suffering. The others drew various weapons of horrifying power, most of which Stefanie had only seen on the richest slavers or most quirky outlanders. "You going to come quietly? Or will nobody know you were here." The first soldier said. Stefanie noted a stylized double A on his shoulder. "Guess I don't have a choice," she said with a grin.

Run4urLife!11:14, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Wahey, good to have you back dude

Jackal was sitting down against the wall of their little escape tunnel.

"Weston, Jack, if there's no exit to these caves, I vote we eat you two first for taking us in and setting those boomsticks up outside. We can make great jerky from your love handles." Jackal joked. He knew there'd be some kind of mutant bat down here to eat. If they were really lucky, or unlucky, it all depended on viewpoints, there might be 'Lurks down here too.

Jacob followed Holmes up the stairs. It felt like these things were never-ending. Not that he was getting tired, but it was very boring passing the occassional officer, stopping for Holmes to salute him, and for the pompous scumbag to inspect Jacob. Given that he was a Priority One target for the Crusade, it was unsurprising, but still very monotonous and tedious. One officer even spat in his face. Jacob had shown why the Crusade didn't like him. He tried to rip the man's throat out with his teeth. Couldn't use his hands after all, they were supposed to be cuffed.

KuHB1aM11:20, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

It should be here... Holmes thought. He motioned for the men to stop at the stairway. Meanwhile, he ascended the last length. In front of him, a large blast door. In front of that, four airborne with strange insignia. Praetorians? It didn't matter. The second Holmes reached for his identification, they knew who he was. They drew their swords, whirling them skillfully. Holmes, still bogged down by his armor, simply drew his own, an SCM sword like their own. "Jacob?" Holmes called out. The first lunged for him, nearly slicing off Holmes' arm. Holmes dropped to the floor, allowing the man to overextend, and jumped back off, bringing his sword to upppercut the man's jaw. The sword became lodged in the soldier's face, and he fell over, blood spurting. Fuck. No weapon. Holmes' only other weapons were underneath his armor. Putting up his fists, the airborne laughed, and raised their swords again. "Dammit. Jacob!!!"

//--Teh Krush11:21, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Where is everybody..?
Run4urLife!11:41, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob bounded up the stairs, planting a solid sidekick into the nearest Praetorian's chest, slamming him into the wall. Before the man could recover, Jacob landed a torque punch, breaking his neck. Why hadn't Holmes done that? Jacob looked over and saw Holmes trying to fend off another sword-weilding zealot with his bare hands. That was why. Jacob plunged his Ka-Bar knife up behind the man's backplate, severing his spine. The last man was about to sound an alarm. Jacob and Holmes both jumped him, putting a shot of lead behind each ear.

"Well, aren't you lucky I showed up?" Jacob said. He laughed. If Holmes hadn't been stuck in that damn tin suit, he could have torn each one of these bastards a new asshole before they could draw their swords.

The rest of the unit moved up, setting up thermite blasting charges on the hinges of the door. Stupid Crusaders, putting an open-outwards door on their inner sanctum. The added resistance to breaching was not worth leaving the hinges exposed like that. Jacob and Holmes stood back, ready to burst in, guns blazing the second that door came down. The other Warrior Weapons lined up behind them.

//--Teh Krush11:43, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Jacob.. what happened to ur MR-5!!? And, is there any way I could push a character into this..?

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 11:49, 8 April 2009 (UTC) (You could turn out to be in the cave with us...just, we did'nt know it.)

"Jackal, come any closer to my balls, and I'll fucking gut ya."

KuHB1aM11:51, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// We're about to breach Moore's private study (lol he should've stayed in his underground bunker) you can be Moore. I actually have something interesting for this. Just go for it.

"Thanks." Holmes said, and began to remove his power armor. Stupid armored bucket. After removing the armor and feeling comfortable, he stacked up against the door, placed a breaching charge, and gave a countdown.


Stefanie looked around as the group walked through the wastes. They followed rocky trails all the way up and down bluffs and through ravines. Stefanie had no idea where they were going. She had heard a couple of these men, who called themselves "Airborne, and said they were part of "The Crusade," talk about some place called Jerusalem. Stefanie didn't know what it was but figured it was some sort of settlement. She really hoped that they weren't some group of slavers. She'd die getting out before she would be a slave again. Stefanie looked back at the man carrying her posessions. He had a bag full of knives, her Scoped .44 Magnum, and her Power Fist. Of course, she'd killed more people with just her hands than she cared to count, but the Power Armor was the kicker. She'd need her weapons to kill men in Power Armor. "Eyes down!" the man snapped. Arrogant fuck she thought. How humiliating. Stefanie recalled hearing that hundreds of times as some arrogant bastard of a slaver inspected the fighting pits during her slave days. He dies first she thought. They finally came to a door. It was unassuming, but heavily guarded by more men in Power Armor. The first trooper gave the guards some sort of credentials. The man behind her gave her a shove forward as she paused to observe her surroundings. This guy is really pushing his luck she thought. The door opened up to a tunnel with a cog-shaped opening. What was this place? Stefanie thought as the group moved in further. There must've been some commotion somewhere, because people seemed to be hustling everywhere, and her own "escorts" seemed to be getting a bit more hasty. Stefanie needed a way out, and soon.

//--Teh Krush11:55, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// K, ur about to see the ugliest human.. evar.

Riley stepped into the cave through his secret entrance, he had many of those in many caves and sewers, just aslong as they stayed secret. He heard talking, and footsteps ahead of him, "Humans..?" he thought, as the only things he had ever seen in this cave were mutants.

(You don't find me yet, I have to go now anyway lol)

Run4urLife!12:00, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Warrior Weapons are not psychics. Try another branch of the Enclave.

"Love handles, not love spuds, ya moron!" Jackal laughed. The thought of the kid gutting him was pretty funny. After 200 years of fighting experience, Jackal would probably know Weston's next move before Weston did. That bot would cause problems though. The thought of the robot setting fires everywhere was not appealing. Firstly, burning human smelled terrible, and burning Ghouls smelled worse. Secondly, a fire would quickly consume the air in this chamber, and any survivors would suffocate.

"Strauss, Weston, disable your robot's flamers. The last thing we need is a big-ass fire eating away our air down here." Jackal said, serious this time.

Jacob ducked behind a pillar, returning fire at the Templars and Praetorians running up the stairs trying to get rid of these interlopers. The demolition boys were taking their time with those charges. This was not going as well as hoped.

KuHB1aM12:11, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

The door blew open as pieces of irridated metal flew everywhere. "Go go go!!!" Holmes roared, and slammed into the room like a train, shoving the first praetorain he saw into a wall and blowing his face off with a shot from his TAR-21. The others did likewise. When the smoke cleared, there was a clear line: The enclave on one side, Moore and his remaining bodyguards, and the crusade soldiers slowly gaining ground on the tower stairway. Holmes raised his rifle. "Drop your weapons!!!" He yelled. The airborne did not comply. Instead, they drew their swords, while the lead one grabbed Moore and slowly backpedaled towards an elevator blastdoor which led down in Jerusalem. If he got inside it, the mission was a failure. "Make one more move and I'll light you up!!!!" Holmes snarled. The airborne were aggresive. Holmes knew every crusade soldier made a pledge to the Field Marshal, not to the Crusade. Did they really take their oath that seriously? Holmes still had his rifle raised. No one made a move.


They were into a downright jog trough this facility. Klaxons were wailing and alrams were going off as soldiers moved everywhere. The overheads talked about some intruders in the "Temple?" What the hell is this? Stefanie thought to herself. She wished she'd stayed in Zanadu. Couldn't think about that now. She needed a way out. She thought about ducking through a door. Nope, she'd be seen and shot. Just as this thought crossed her mind, she heard gunfire toward the end of the corridor. She heard metallic clicks as the men around her drew and readied weapons. She ducked and covered her head as more gunshots whizzed past, this time from an assailant firing down the hallway she was in. The first man in the group dropped. The rest opened fire. She peeked to see bodies laying up and down the hallway. The man behind her hauled her to her feet and held her up before catching a percise shot between the eyes. She felt it zing past her ear. She thumped back to the ground. She risked to see her captors dead. Damn she thought I was going to kill them. Slowly she put an unarmed hand in the air.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 12:18, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"All right, all right. Ceaser! Hold still!"

Don't touch my flamer! Don't touch it!

"Come back here, you pyromanic Robot!"

The Scence that followed was almost funny, with Weston limping around trying to catch his robot.

KuHB1aM12:20, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

The airborne still remained ever weary, with both sides having weapons raised. Holmes gave them one last ultimatum. "Drop your weapons!!!" He yelled. It was ignored. The airborne, although excellent fighters, knew they couldn't possibly win this one. But they still had their swords raised. Then Jacob came back. "A civilian, of all things." He said, and droppedwomen from his grasp. Holmes looked her over, straigtened his sunglasses, and kept his assault rifle raised. Moore, still behind the airborne, was slowly reaching for the elevator control.

Run4urLife!12:24, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob fired a warning shot, and Moore froze in place.

"Thats better Moore." Jacob said coldly. He was more than ready to kill everyone in the room. He pointed both D'Eagles at Moore. HEIAP bullets would make a mess of his meat shield, and the second bullet would probably pass right through and put a nice big hole in Moore too.

Solbur15:05, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Before Strauss could actually act, Worthington had moved his manipulator arms to his own flamer, had opened up a panel and was working on it. After a moment, he chimed "Flame unit disabled," and Strauss nodded in approval. "There. So, how long we holing up down here? Strauss said, removing his helmet and brushing his hair out of his face.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:43, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Ahhh...Ceaser? Can you come here?"

Lazy bum.

"No, i just don't feel like racing after you with a wounded leg."

Disabling the flamer, Weston sat down on a rock.

"Now what?"

KuHB1aM17:17, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes still had his assault rifle raised. The same with the warrior weapons, aswell as the enclave. Then all hell broke loose. Moore made a move to enter the elevator, and succeeded, just barely. The warrior weapons engaged the airborne in open melee, tryin to break their way through to Moore. Holmes dove as several swords swung where his jacket was. He swerved, fired twice, and dove again for cover, as the automated turret system in the room cut down the man behind him. "Dammit!!!!" Holmes roared, as the smoke cleared. When the fighting had subsided, 10 dead airborne, 4 dead enclave, and a missing Moore. Holmes shoved his way towards the elevator, and to his dismay, it was dead. Moore must've killed the controls from the outside.

Run4urLife!17:34, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// He ain't gettin away that easy!

Jacob jammed a sword into the gap between the elevator doors and pried them apart just enough to fit his fingers into the gap. He started to heave against the door. Holmes pulled at the other one. Soon the other Warrior Weapons started to pry the doors apart too. They'd be a while at it, but they'd be able to drop down onto the elevator once they got the doors open. And then, Jacob would have Moore's head on a plate.

KuHB1aM17:44, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

The elevator door seam was dark and narrow. "Can you fit your hand in there?" Holmes said. "That's what she said." Jacob said, laughing.


The elevator door seam slowly became wider as all of the enclave pulled at once. The door eventually came apart. However, as soonas Holmes poked his head in to look inside. He was greeted by .44 magnum fire from the elevator, and a bullet grazed his forehead and cheek. "Yeah, he's there." Holmes said, rubbing his head in pain.

Run4urLife!18:00, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Preparing a brutal way for Moore to go, after all, the rest of HighCom only got shot

"Jones, bring up the thermite." Jacob said calmly. The demolitions expert brought up the thermite coils, ready to lob it in and light it.

Moore would literally go down in smoke. (He can avoid it if you don't want him to die)

Vegas adict18:07, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Andrews walked over to where the others were hiding he called out "guys do we know whats happening with jacob"

--Cerebral plague 19:05, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"If we can't find a exit, we can make a exit Jackal." Jack was walking down the tunnel when they came across a fork in the road (or should I say tunnel?). "Well then, left or right men? --Cerebral plague 19:05, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

//--Teh Krush19:11, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// K, Run, I changed him to not be a Warrior Weapon.. Now I just need a history for him lol. Umm, ok, time to post.

Riley had been following the few humans with the robot for a while now, he wasn't sure if they knew he was there, but he would if they did.. He was a psychic after all. (he is with Weston in case you didn't know by now) He started to creep up closer, and then he knew that they could hear him, so he ducked behind a corner, "I wonder if they'll shoot.. No, they won't" he thought.

Run4urLife!19:16, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Yeah, and if the rock's more than two feet thick, the pressure wave from your explosives will turn our organs to jelly. Don't even try to contradict that, I have a Master's Degree in Engineering. And don't say we can dig our way out. Because I am not digging my way out with a spoon. And does anyone want to check out what the hell was scuttling along behind us, the last thing we need is a Mirelurk hatchling leading papa crab down here on top of us." Jackal said. He was getting frustrated with people thinking they had a bright idea that would get them all killed.


Stefanie looked around as she readjusted her armor and put her Power Fist back on, flexing her fingers to get the fit just right. There was still a lot of shooting going on and she looked around to see many tall men, including the one that had come out, picked her up, and relocated her, rather roughly, to the room she was now in. One man was cursing as he bled from a grazing wound on his head. Another, the man who'd brought her into this room, was ordering some sort of explosive lit. Stefanie didn't know too much about bombs but just as she was about to ask she heard more footsteps coming up the metal corridor. She swung her Power Fist around the corner, shattering the breastplate of the first man. He dropped his weapon and reached for it. Stefanie stamped down with a spiked boot on the man's gloved hand, hearing him scream as the metal spikes tore into the flesh on his hand. Pivoting on her planted foot, she spun high, brushing a spur on her other boot across the second man's throat, which was only protected by the fabric of the Crusader's liner. She heard a gurgling as blood spurted out across the wall. She felt flesh tear under her foot and looked down to see the mangled, unrepairable mess of the first soldier's hand, ground to hamburger beneath her spiked boot. She looked up to duck under the sword of the third man and raised her Power Fist to stop the downward cut, meant to cleave her in two. She squeezed, causing the man to drop the sword, then twisted her wrist, snapping his arm like a twig. She drew a combat knife and stabbed upward into the man's armpit, wrenching it free and repeating. He swung back with the other fist, catching her in the side of the head. She turned with the blow and turned his back against the wall, delivering two knees to the gut and one to the face when he was doubled up. She drew her .44 and fired a shot into the man's stomach, blowing his guts over the wall. He slumped to the ground and she re-holstered the pistol. As she returned to the group, she paused to deliver a vicious stomp to the first man's neck, the spiked bottom of her boot ending his suffering with a single stomp. Not worth a bullet she thought. Stefanie walked back into the room and over to the man who'd brought her in here. He was tall and dark and his steely grey gaze turned toward her. She stepped back just slightly. "Does anyone mind telling me what the F*CK is going on here?" she said.

//--Teh Krush19:23, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Remember, I got in thru a secret entrance, so that is how your gettin out. And, I'm not posting just yet, I'm writing the Riley article. I found a new way to have Psychic abilities :)
Vegas adict19:25, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// i need way to rejoin rp what about as my psychic Matthew smith

--Cerebral plague 19:27, 8 April 2009 (UTC)(Now everyone's making a physic)

"Joking Jackal man, joking. Anyway, do we go left, or right!" Jack looked back. He took his gun out. "Not a mire lurk, not a feral. It's a guy or a radroach, either way I don't give a shit." Jack looked at the two exits, trying to figure out which one to go down.

Vegas adict19:30, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// he was the first before riley i used him earlier
//--Teh Krush19:35, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Well yours was a experiment, mine gained it at birth. Either way, who cares, I didn't know, and got the idea from Sylar. I'm almost done the early life section for Riley, I'll post in a few mins.
KuHB1aM19:40, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes looked at the woman trying to get Jacob's attention. He caught her attention. "Look, girly, your just along for the ride, yes? Your lucky we picked you up when we did. Otherwise, you'd be being raped by those crusade dogs. Do us a favor and stay out of the way." Holmes said. He was annoyed. He didn't have time for----. That though was interrupted as the woman swung her power fist through the air and tried to hit Holmes, apparently not liking the rude manners. Holmes dodged, and, midly annoyed, grabbed the woman's arm, raising it up in the air while she struggled. "Look, lady. Stay out of our way, and I promise we won't hurt you too bad. Your welcome to try your luck with the crusade, but they'd love a chance with you, wouldn't they?" Holmes said, and threw the woman aside. "Jacob, we need visual confirmation of Moore's death. Thermites won't work; we won't have enough time to check for a visual."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:45, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"I say we go right I wanna get out of this creepy ass tunnel."

Run4urLife!19:54, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Then get me that curtain rail so I can lever the door open." Jacob said. One of the other soldiers walked over and wrenched the rail off its flimsy bracket and handed it to Jacob, who immediately began forcing the door open with it. Everyone else moved out of the way of the doors to avoid Moore, or whoever that was, shooting at them.

//--Teh Krush19:57, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Umm, where is this tunnel..? Under the Crusade place..? Now time to use Matt Parkmen powers lolz.

"Left," he said, into Westons head, "The right is blocked by debris." Then Riley slowly followed as they went left, he knew these tunnels inside out. (oh and the speaking to you in your head is still canon, in Fallout 2 there was a person that did this with the Chosen One)


Stefanie stood up. She was definitely along for the ride, but she was annoyed at the whole being tossed around be guys thing. She wanted to know where she was and the way out. These guys were obviously out of her league as far as combat prowess. She just wanted out. "Look, asshole," she said to the man who'd just gave her a seat on the floor, "I ain't all peaches and cream in here. I have no idea where the fuck I am or for that matter who the fuck you are. I already spattered a couple of these fucking 'Crusade' wackos out there. They got their chance. I just want to get the hell out of here. Now if you boys don't want to explain to me how I can go about with my plan of getting the fuck out of here, at least let me tag along and pretend to help you out. I'm here by accident and at least this way, since you are trying NOT to kill me, I can get the fuck out of here, be the fuck out of your hair, and drag my 'girly' ass back to Zanadu." The man was clearly becoming more annoyed by the second. Just another opponent Stefanie thought. She quickly shook out such thoughts. These guys, despite their shitty manners, had saved her from Lord-knows-what and of course there was a technical advantage. And size. And numbers. Stefanie would be an idiot to pick a fight with them. All she wanted was to get out and get out alive.

KuHB1aM20:14, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Ya know what, lady?" Holmes said. "I will personally see your girly ass all the way back to what ever the hell you need to go. Just shut up!!!" Holmes said, annoyed. Jacob had opened the door. By this time, the elevator had landed at the first level of Jerusalem, a security checkpoint. If Holmes was right, they'd have to fight past several levels of soldiers armed to the teeth, numbering in the hundreds underground alone. "Jacob, we're following that elevator. Your down first. Everyone else right after him, one at a time." He turned back towards the girl. "Stay close, and you'll make it through, ok chick?" Holmes said. Jesus. Now he had civilian crap on his hands too. He could shoot her; nah. How could the Enclave claim to be the savior when it gunned down wasters?

//--Teh Krush20:15, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// K, I think I'm almost done the Riley page. I'm going to let him catch up to you guys now.

Riley was getting bored of sneaking around, so he decided that he would go and greet them, just how to he doesn't know. Then, he went up to the one he "spoke" too, and tapped his shoulder and said, "Hello."


"Yeah, because I need a big, strong, burly escort. Long as I get out, I'm gone. Then you boy scouts can go back to tying ropes and knots and whatever you like to do." How she wished she were in Zanadu again. At least the slavers knew enough of who they were dealing with to leave her alone. These guys didn't seem to know much, not that she expected them to. All this just to explore? Now she was in way over her head being tossed around between two warring factions. It was enough to make a girl go postal. "Ladies first," said the big rude guy, as he offered her a hand into the shaft. (heh heh... shaft... ) "Go ahead then," she said, grinning. He shook his head. "Ungrateful wasteland bitch," he said before climbing onto the cable. Stefanie shrugged it off. She'd been called worse by a lot better. All this yapping didn't really mean much to her anyway. She was just one not to be bullied. She hoped for a chance to prove herself and not be considered such a piece of shit. That's the way it worked. It worked in slavery, it worked in the fighting pits, and it worked in the merc business. All she needed was a chance. She climbed onto the cable and began sliding down.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:32, 8 April 2009 (UTC)


Solbur20:37, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Riley Alan found that there was a Laser Rifle pointing in his direction, uncomfortably close to his face. "What he said!" Strauss echoed Weston's cry as he aimed.

//--Teh Krush20:40, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// I'm going to guess that your character screamed cause he heard his voice in his head? Also I'll brb.

"Names Riley, whatcha up to?" he replied.

--Cerebral plague 20:50, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"I suppose there's a man pointing a gun at Strauss, and or Weston. If so, let me draw my revolver before you blow there brains out." Jack took his gun out, and aiming behind him. "Savage, Cannibal, or Raider?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:52, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Or all three. You never know these days."

//--Teh Krush20:59, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Wtf, my guy doesn't even have his weapon out! Assholes! jk lol.

"Just a random guy, in my cave." he replied, "Now, I'm going to ask again, what are you doing, in my caves." he said, disregarding the three guns pointed at his head, "I wonder if this can work two times in a row," Riley thought, and he tried to get into the 3 heads and get them to lower their weapons, "Put your gun down," he said into their heads, and, it failed, "Damn it, I still haven't mastered that ability yet.." he thought.

Solbur21:03, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Wait, what? No! I won't put my gun down! Why are you..." Strauss trailed off but kept his weapon pointed at Riley. Why didn't his mouth move when he said that? Why did it just seem to skip his ears entirely and go right into his mind. Strauss wasn't about to let this guy go without some answers. "How the hell did you do that?"

//--Teh Krush21:06, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// I only did that to show my guy has weaknesses lol, if you look at his page, the abilities are under skills, Outgoing Telepathy (what he used) is 10/100 lol. But, his telekinesis is in the 80s.

"I could explain, if you lowered your weapons." Riley said, he could easily just make their guns fly to the wall or something, but he was trying to be nice.

Solbur21:09, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss considered for a moment, then lowered his Laser Rifle. "Come on guys, let him talk. If we don't like his answers we can shoot him anyway." He continued, peering at Riley.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:12, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston looked hestinaly around, before slowly lowering his assualt rifle.

"Don't we have a army to run from?"

//--Teh Krush21:14, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Lol, now for humor.

"What, is this driving you crazy or something, does your mind hurt??" he said into Strauss's head, "If you want to know what happened, it was your imagination, nothing did." he lied, "Now if you want the truth, I'm a Psychic, what did you think?" he said, "What are you running from Weston, I have a cave exit out up ahead, why do you think I made you turn left?"

--Cerebral plague 21:15, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"No, seeing as that's stupid. Guys, put your guns back up, the guy either has a knife on him, or maybe even worse. We won't shoot though, as long as you tell us where the exit is to this place. Don't worry though, we won't come back here again. We came from a cave leading into a burned out forest." Jack looked at the man, he seemed to be kind of normal, with slightly greened skin.

Solbur21:18, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Psychic? What? That's bullshit! ESP doesn't exist! You must be... a magician, or something." Strauss rationalised. He peered at Riley for a moment, then spoke again. "Come on, Jack, he can help us. He can't do shit to us with a knife, and if he does, we can shoot him, so don't worry." He said, trying to calm Jack down. "And stay out of my head, Houdini, or I'll break your legs with my hammer. Then shoot you."

//--Teh Krush21:21, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Did you read the page, he isn't hideous, so I editted ur post Cerebral. And lol, your guys seem so freaked out right now. I'll post in a min.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:23, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"I just say we leave this fucking crazy alone, we go on our way, and live to see anoher day."

--Cerebral plague 21:30, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Weston, stop insulting the cave dweller. Now, Mr. Cave guy, can you tell us where the exit is? We need to leave, I'll give you some caps, or something." Jack lowered his gun slightly, looking at the man.

//--Teh Krush21:32, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Alright then, and, just for your info, I'm not crazy, I have a bed in a locked up room in this cave, and it is safe from the wasteland." he said, "But, if you want to mess with me, try, I was heading out here anyway. The cave door leads to the back of a place called Jerusalem, just outside their doors." he finished, "If you need a 'Crazies' help, just ask, I can demonstrate if you like.." he said again, and, he then sent Westons Assault Rifle to the ceiling, "Still don't want my help..?", and he then dropped it back to Weston.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:35, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Magents, i tell you, Magents!"

--Cerebral plague 21:38, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Weston, stop angering the man who can get us the hell out of here! Now, is the exit near Jerusalem safe? Because that's who we were running from man." Jack looked at Weston, staring at him till he shut the fuck up.

//--Teh Krush21:40, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// Stop denying his powerz!!! Lol

"If it was dangerous I wouldn't be going up there," he said, "It is consealed, but a few 'Crusader' patrols may be around it, but, they are easy if your influential."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:48, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston was about to say something, but Jack shot him a glance. The kind of glance that says "Talk, and i'll rip your voacl cords out".So weston just took a self-appotined smoke break, watching the area they came in from, making sure no crusaders came this way.

--Cerebral plague 21:51, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

"Don't worry. I suppose a gun is influential enough? Anyway, most of the crusade should be searching the forest to the south. And I think that the Crusade shouldn't be that big a problem, a few friends of ours are doing some "repairs" inside. They might be busy for a long time."

//--Teh Krush21:59, 8 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Ok, now that we are on semi-good terms, I will lead you out.. as long as none of you decide to shoot me in the back.. Weston." Riley said, and he brought them through the caves, he could easily kill each one of them, but, as a common courtesy he didn't.

--Cerebral plague 22:36, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

The group had been walked for a few minutes when the Cave dweller finally stopped. "Well then, I suppose where near the exit?" Jack looked over at him. He looked back and mumbled something that he didn't hear well. "Mind if you repeat that?"

//--Teh Krush22:40, 8 April 2009 (UTC)// I didn't say anything! :(

"Oh, well, they're are some Crusade that just turned the corner behind us, they are going to a dead end," Riley replied, "The cave exit is on the ceiling, right above us, I'm leaving too,"


Stefanie landed on the floor where the rest of the group went. She emerged into the light right square in the middle of a firefight. The large rude man and the large grey-eyed man seemed to be leading the group. They were both furious fighters, she observed. Each unloading weapons into various opponents. Stefanie emerged, ducking under the swing of a Crusader's rifle butt. She came up with and uppercut to the groin, and dropped back down with a Power Fist to the back of the man's head. She kicked out at another man approaching, sending him backwards as a third man grabbed her from behind. She ducked and threw him over her hip, landing a hard stomp to the side of his head. The second man got back up and she spun connecting a closed backhand with her brass knuckles. He staggered back and she hopped up, wrapping her legs around his neck. She swung backward and threw the man with her legs. A fourth man charged down the corridor with a shotgun. She crushed it with her Power Fist and threw it aside, sweeping the man's leg and grabbing his helmeted head, and crushing it with the Power Fist while simultaneously throwing him to the ground. Pit fighting works out here too she thought as a fifth assailant came forward.

Run4urLife!01:23, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob pistol-whipped a Templar, crushing his windpipe. Then he landed a kick to another man, cracking his head back and breaking his neck. Holmes seemed to be having fun performing similar maneuvres on other Crusade gorrilas.

Jacob spotted Moore's overcoat dodging down a hallway. Then he saw Moore's face moving into a room on the far side of the hallway. Decoys. Very clever. Jacob fired his pistols at point-blank range into two more assailants, ending their pitiful existence. He ducked under the lunges of two PFC's, and stood up inside their guards, slamming his elbows upwards into their faces. Then, catching them both in chokeholds, one under each arm, he gripped their chins, and rapidly extended his arms. Their heads followed the rotary action, but their bodies were less compliant. The men fell to the ground, necks broken with the always satisfying snap of bone.

Jacob then redrew his pistols and fired again.

Solbur01:27, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"The... ceiling. Well, that's brilliant. What're you gonna do, Houdini? Levitate us all up there? Pfft. I'd prefer it if you just put me in a box and sawed me in half here and now." Strauss remarked sarcastically, resting his Laser Rifle on his shoulder. He was seriously considering shooting this Magician guy now.

//--Teh Krush01:30, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// I'M NOT A MAGICIAN U NOOOOB!!!!

"Theres a ladder," Riley said well pointing to the ladder on the wall to the left.

Solbur01:34, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// I know! >:D

"... Oh." Strauss said as realisation took hold of him. "I can't exactly climb up a ladder in Power Armor - it's not suited for it. So, Worth," He said, as he took off his heavy suit (in a flash - well, actually it takes several minutes but I'll skip that for the sake of narrative) and put it into his robot's storage compartment. He was now wearing the Recon Armor under-suit. "Well, who's going up first? I'd prefer it if somebody went up before me and gave the all-clear before I go up, I feel so... exposed."

KuHB1aM01:38, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes shoved himself through the crusade soldiers, ignoring the decoy moving to a room on the farside of the hallway. Holmes darted, following the real Moore into a hallway. What he was found was less than inviting. Moore had dissappeared into one of several Level One rooms, having been cut off from Level Two. In between Holmes and Moore, however, was several dozen crusade troops clad in BRA suits, their guns and orange eyes staring menacingly at him.

//--Teh Krush01:42, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"You don't have to hate me, and I'm no magician." Riley said through telepathy to Strauss, well he was staring right at Riley.

Solbur01:45, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Oh yeah? Prove it, dumbass." Strauss challenged Riley out loud, recieving odd looks from the rest of the group. "What?" He said, obliviously. "Didn't you hear... oh, right, yeah. Damnit, now you gone and made me look like I'm as crazy as you! Way to go, psychic magician guy!"

//--Teh Krush01:49, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Gonna italic all telepathic thoughts.

"Magicians can't send thoughts into your mind, like I am now," he said, "I could drive you crazy if I wanted too.. but I don't.. or maybe I am?"

Solbur01:52, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"No, you're not. You're ventriloquising, which is what magicians do. Doy!" Strauss said as he pressed his palm against his forehead briefly, before sighing and shaking his head. Weston was now looking at him like he had a third arm growing out of hsi face, but he didn't seem to notice. "Be quiet and leave me alone, please. Can we just get a move on?"

//--Teh Krush01:56, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Lol your character is goin CRAZZZZY!!!

"Fine, be like that, I can go first, it's not like they'll notice me coming out," Riley said, and he started climbing the ladder, he then said back into the cave, "Ten Crusade, Iv'e got them thinking that we are members, you know, holding this on ten people is kind of hard!" he said, urging them to climb the ladder.

(Going offline, just have Riley follow you where your going or w.e., don't use him though.)


Stefanie ducked under the fifth man's attempted tackle. He fell to the ground and never recovered, a knife sticking out of his throat. Stefanie bounded down the corridor after the group she was supposed to be with, running up the back of a Crusader and landing down hard with her Power Fist onto the head of another. She then turned back to the first trooper and put a .44 round through his helmet. Stefanie was a blur of movement as she weaved and ducked in and out of the swirling melee. She kicked, punched, and stomped her way through Crusader after Crusader. A trail of broken and bloody bodies were left in her wake. She hoped that she wasn't being viewed as so useless now, but didn't figure with these arrogant men about. Of course, she had no idea where they were anymore. They'd gone into different rooms chasing someone. Frantically Stefanie fought her way through more Crusaders. Her movements graceful and swift, her strikes brutal and punishing. As she fought, she looked around. She taunted her opponents and relished humiliating them. How sweet victory was to her. I'm gonna do some more cage fighting when I get back to Zanadu she thought. She couldn't help but grin as she fought. How much she loved the honor of hand-to-hand victory. Looking into a defeated opponent's eyes, listening to his fatigue and pain. The rush was getting to her. She wasn't even on Buffout. When she got a chance, she'd pop a pill or two. She looked further down the corridor where her forced allies were fighting. "I'm coming boys," she said to no one in particular as she popped a couple Buffout and headed that way.

//--Teh Krush19:07, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Influencing through talking isn't Psychic though. So, your guy still doesn't have a power. And I'm going to delete our convo now.
//--Teh Krush19:16, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// I'm going to speed you guys climbing the ladder k? You decide where we are going.

Once everybody had climbed the ladder, they went and hid behind a large broken down wall, out of sight of the Crusaders.

Vegas adict19:24, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// look like im out now

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 19:27, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

"Now what?"

--Cerebral plague 20:47, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

"Now we kill the crusaders over there." Jack loaded his M79 grenade launcher with his last, grenade. He aimed and shot, killing at least four of them. "Now, were going to run."

Solbur20:55, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Aww, fuck! I woulda prefered if I had the time to get my armour back on!" Strauss shouted in futility as he broke off into a sprint, clutching his Laser Rifle. This was bad, really bad. Most bullets would just harmlessly ping off Power Armor at this range, but Recon Armor? Not so much. Plus, Strauss didn't have anything to cover his head. One lucky shot and my incredible brain is all over the grass. This gave him a massive incentive to run like hell.

//--Teh Krush20:59, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// OMG the datebase keeps "locking". Also, I edited Cerebrals post cause there were only 10 Crusaders outside.

Riley started the run with them, but then, his head started throbbing, horribly, and in a matter of seconds he couldn't move, and fell over unconscious. Then, with many Crusaders running past his seemingly dead body, one stopped to check and dragged Riley's body into Jerusalem. (Time to meet Jacob!)

Solbur21:34, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Hey, uh, guys?!" Strauss called out as he ran, out of breath. He relied on his Power Armor to get around so much that he was severely out of shape, he just realised. It was mainly the adrenaline keeping him running. But there was something else on his mind. "Any of you seen Houdini? He doesn't, uh, seem to be running with us..." He looked around, but didn't stop. He couldn't peer over his shoulder, because then he'd run into a tree or something. Still, he felt quite guilty about the way he'd treated that cave-dwelling weirdo, especially after he'd helped them. Now it looked like he was dead or captured. I'm such an asshole.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:45, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

"Don't care! Keep Running!"

Hearng a bullet fly near him, Weston ran that much harder. Weston risked a look back, and say the Crusaders dragging away his body.

"There taking him into Jeasrulm!"

Solbur21:49, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Damn it!" Strauss shouted, taking a quick look back himself. So they were. He angrily pulled a frag grenade out of his bag, glancing over his shoulder again then yanked out the pin, throwing it under-arm towards the Crusaders and letting it roll to a stop. He hoped that their pursuers were running fast enough to say hello to the fuse. He heard an explosion several seconds later, but didn't bother to look this time, merely continuing to run.

--Cerebral plague 22:00, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

"Strauss, throwing a grenade at the guy your trying to save isn't a good idea! And keep running, Jacob is going to free him!" Jack had hoped what he had said was true. He kept running and got behind some cover. The others kept running though, unaware that Jack had stopped. He loaded his Chinese assault rifle, aiming at them, seeing the red dot on one of their sculls. He fired, blowing a considerable sized chunk through his head. "Keep running!" Jack hoped that they would listen.

Run4urLife!22:11, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob's pistols and SMG's were clicking on empty by now. The combat was too close, too shifting to reload. Even for him. Jacob was ducking and weaving, dodging stabs and swings, he grabbed an arm to his left. Squeezing his thumb into the back of the hand, he rotated the victim's wrist outward. Out of the thirteen bones in the human wrist, at least six of this man's were cracked in half as his hand was forced off to an impossible angle. Jacob stooped and caught the man's combat shotgun as it fell from his grasp. Lifting it up, he fired it into the Templar's chest at point blank range, the liberated viscera blowing an obscene floral pattern on the wall behind the man. The recoil of firing one-handed jarred Jacob's wrist. He wouldn't be doing something that stupid again anytime soon.

It was odd, these men weren't wearing Crusade power armor. They were weaing a strange suit of grey kevlar (Jacob presumed it was kevlar, because his bullets had trouble with it, while the other Warrior Weapons laser weapons burned through it no bother. The helmets looked like overweight combat helmets, and they incorporated red eye lenses and a rebreather mask. Overall an intimidating sight for the foes of the Crusade. Jacob followed Dutch down the hallway, spotting more of the red eyed menaces. Except that these men were wearing what looked to be hollowed-out Sentry Bots (BRA A3 Armor). The shotgun only felled one of them after six shots hit, with a single lucky blast catching the soldier's face. Jacob dropped the shotgun and rolled into the broom cupboard to his left as the other Sentry Bot wearing Templars opened fire with their Gatling Lasers. Now all Jacob had to do was figure out how to kill these things with Janitor's supplies.

"Lets see, a paint pot, we'll empty that out. Now, ammonia cleaner, some of that in there. A little of that. And some of that. What the hell is a fission battery doing in here? Right, cherry bomb, frag grenade, and an ECP." Jacob had finished his makeshift firebomb just in time, as the Senrty Bot men started to move down the hallway. He primed the grenade, flung the device out the door, pinned the door shut, bracing his back against the wall and pushing with his feet. He heard the fwoosh of the weapon going off, and after about thirty seconds, he looked out into the charred hallway, at the burned remains of the soldiers. Then he stepped back into the room as the ammunition from one Templar's minigun cooked off.

//--Teh Krush22:18, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Fine, don't rescue me! No really, please do, lol.
Solbur22:22, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Run4, wouldn't Jerusalem be filled with Airborne Elite rather than standard troops? I thought the Airborne used T-4x still rather than BRAs. Heh, BRAs... ahem.

"Jack? Jack! What the hell are you doing, ya dumbass?!" Strauss immediately turned around himself, taking a few rapid steps back just after, then lifted his Laser Rifle and started peppering the enroaching Crusade soldiers with glowing red death, with some shots missing completely and others making short work of the Crusader's armour. What the hell was he playing at, trying to take on an entire army with a Chinese AR? Had he been on the Jet when they were in that cave when nobody was looking? "Stop trying to play a hero, man! It doesn't suit you!" Strauss shouted, ducking under a burst of assault rifle fire before returning the favour to the soldier who shot at him.

--Cerebral plague 22:35, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack reloaded his assault rifle, and blind fired. "Leave I have a plan!" He looked at the crusade, and a bullet landed near him, ricocheting dangerously close to Strauss. "Leave!" He took out a pack of some sort of reddish material, and opened it. "Get the hell out of here!"

Run4urLife!22:39, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// The A3 is for strategic defense isn't it? That and I assumed they'd scramble any and all available troops to defend the Marshall. And Krush, sit tight, I'll get to that.

Jacob stepped back out of the room as the minigunner's ammo had finally finished cooking off into the walls and ceiling and strode down the now empty corridor. There were people coming out through the doors of the side rooms now. They had evidently thought Jacob's idea was a good one, and avoided hot lead ridden death.

Jacob grabbed the first man and lunged him back into the room on top of his squadmates. Before they could recover, Jacob had reloaded his M1911 and put a shot into the first man's forehead as a boot to the chest pinned him down. Jacob kicked Templar number two back to the floor and shot him right between the eyes. The last man was back on his feet, and caught Jacob unawares with a rifle butt to the face. Jacob kicked on instinct, connecting with the man's groin. Clearly enraged by this, the Templar jumped Jacob, bearing him to the ground and raining punches and elbow strikes down on his guard. Again, acting on instinct, Jacob headbutted the man. Big mistake. They both rolled away, stunned by the impact. The Templar, being the one with the helmet, recovered first, and was about to take a shot at Jacob, but one of the surviving Warrior Weapons rushed in the dor and fired his laser rifle into the Templar's head from less than a foot away. The man crumbled into a pile of ash. Jacob stod back up, giving his rescuer a gracious nod, as he moved back out into the hallway, the now dead Templar's shotgun held in his hands. Jacob saw more Crusaders dragging another captive along a hallway. Jacob rolled his eyes as the justice in him took the wheel.

Jacob jumped the first man, firing the shotgun into the base of his skull at point blank range, he ducked and fired the shotgun upwards into the second one's groin, hollowing out his pelvis. Jacob rolled back to his feet and fired another shot inot the last surprised man's face just as he raised the Desert Eagle he had readied. Jacob shook the prisoner awake, then dragged him into another room, followed by a pair of Warrior Weapons.

Solbur22:42, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Ah, fair enough then. Didn't consider that.

Strauss fired at the Crusaders until the expended Microfusion Cell automatically ejected from the side of his weapon, then, looking at Jack once more, nodded and turned away. "It's your funeral, Jacky-boy! Or not, hopefully! Good luck!" He said as he rushed off. He was certain Jack had some sort of deathwish, but if he wanted to die then it was his choice. If he didn't, well, it was bad luck. Strauss struggled to catch up with the others, rustling through his bag as he ran for some sort of chem to keep him going.

//--Teh Krush22:49, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// YayYayYay.

Riley woke up with his head, and basically his whole body, throbbing, to the sight of a strong looking man, and two others, "uhh, Hello?" Riley said, but it seemed that they were too busy battling to notice. Then Riley turned on the little switch in his ear, which was a psychic nullifier, and the headache almost instantly went away. He picked up a G36C from one of the dead Crusaders and tried to keep up with the man that saved him. (Riley sucks with Small Guns, make the next enemies have some kind of Laser gun lol)

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:55, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

"Strat! What the hell is Jack doing?"

Weston had his assualt rifle pointed towards the Crusade base. He was shaking all over, his aderinle was startig to wear off. His robobt had taken several hits, there were several indents where part of Ceasers body once was. To ake matters worse, the bandage was starting come off, and Weston was bleeding all oevr the grund near him.

Run4urLife!22:59, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Shit, did you just shoot with your eyes closed?" Jacob shouted at the rescued captive. This guy apparently wasn't up to scratch with the last captive the Crusade had taken. He had fired a weapon with his eyes closed. Skinny little runt. Probably thought solid slug weapons were vulgar and indiscriminate. Probably thought that the pachoom of a laser rifle was much more impressive than the roar of a real gun. Wuss.

Solbur23:25, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I dunno, I think he's on drugs or something... oh! Wes, you're bleeding like crazy over there!" Strauss rushed over to Weston's side as he ran and pulled out his last Stimpak, handing it to him. An excellently timed shot from a G36C clipped him on the upper right arm shortly afterwards, splattering blood over the ground. "Fuck! Aww, Jesus!" This was the first time Strauss had actually been shot in a while. It wasn't a very comfortable feeling. He covered his arm with his other hand, trying to stop the escaping flow of blood while continuing to run.

//--Teh Krush23:01, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Umm, sorry, but, my guy can't use his Psychic powers right now, read what he did in my last post. So I edited your post.

--Cerebral plague 23:02, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

A bullet had just glanced an inch by Jacks head. "Close enough" he thought to himself. He took the bag of reddish materials, and put it by the side of his head. He fell down, as the bag popped open, splattering fake blood all over the side of his head. The crusaders ran over and looked at him. "He's dead" he heard one of them say, as he started cheering. Jack dared not to breathe, as the Crusader's spit on him, and started walking back to base. He waited ten or so minutes before looking up. The crusaders were long gone, and he ran off as fast he could to join the others.

//--Teh Krush23:22, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Think imma turn off the nullifier and see what happens..?

Riley flicked the switch in his ear, then said, "Sorry, but non energy weapons kind of.. 'hurt my ears', ya know?" Riley then started blind firing from behind cover, and killed one of the Crusaders holding a Ion rifle (It's a weapon in the FOOK Fallout Mod, pretty good) and picked it up, "Now, I could possibly do some damage.." he said.

Run4urLife!23:29, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob nodded, and signalled to another door. A trio of Warrior Weapons moved up. Two put their guns to the hinges, and the third put his gun to the lock. Jacob stepped back, and just as the Warrior Weapons fired their weapons into the various parts of the door, Jacob kicked the door inwards. The people in the room opened fire at the flying door, giving Jacob and his Warrior Weapon comrades free reign at targets in the room for about fifteen seconds. That was more than enough time to kill everyone. Jacob walked over to a carcas in a greatcoat. They had him this time. Jacob shifted the man's head around.

"Damn. Another decoy." Jacob muttered. Then, at a higher volume, he added: "Aright, lets move, we got business to do and the night's still young."

//--Teh Krush23:34, 9 April 2009 (UTC)// Can you just pretend that Jacob was too busy to notice me trying to get into your head here? Your perk Mental Block will stop me anyway lol.

Riley had to figure out what was going on, he couldn't remember what had happened until just before he climbed a ladder from a cave.. maybe he could find out through the guy that was "saving" him? Riley then tried to read his thoughts but was immediately kicked out, What the..? Riley thought, Maybe I should just ask him later, then he began shooting again.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 23:47, 9 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston,injecting the Stimpack into his leg, noticed that enemeny fire had grown more intesne. Sprinting away from it, he had a small problem. He had no clue which way the group ran. Running straight behind him, Weston hoped that he would find them, and not run into a tree. Slidng behind a rock as a mingun burst tore up some ground near him, Weston caught a fleeting glisp of Strauss and Jackal. Running even faster then he thought he could run, even during the mortar shelling, Weston attemped to, but arwadkly dodge Sinper Fire, bt finally reached his comrades.

"After this...remind me to retire. Or go into a less-violent profession."

Run4urLife!23:55, 9 April 2009 (UTC) 

"This is the Wasteland son, the less violent professions tend to die at the hands of the violent ones." Jackal mumbled. He really wished he had something other than a shotgun with an SMG fixed to it. Either firing option was useless at this range, so he was reduced to using his D'Eagles, whic were more effective, but just barely more accurate at this range. He still managed to skull a Crusader though. He resisted the urge to whoop and give away their position

Jacob twitched. Something didn't feel right. Like a voice in the back of his head having a sock shoved in its mouth as it was getting ready to speak. Weird. Very weird.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:00, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

"I was joking....and now where do we run to? We have two wounded guys, Jacks nowhere to be seen, probay dead, and were running out of ammo! I say we just sprint like mad out of here."

Run4urLife!00:09, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I see one problem with that option." Jackal said flatly, pointing at a pack of ravenous attack dogs. "On three, we run like fuck. Split up, then reconverge, zig-zag, cross paths, do anything to keep them off each other's backs, right. And I have plenty of ammunition, thanks for asking."

"One . . . Two . . . THREE! RUN LIKE MAD!!!" Jackal shouted and sprinted away, not bothering to check whether or not the other two and their robots had followed. Thankfully, Strauss crossed his path. Jackal kicked the dog that was chasing him as he passed, crossing paths with Weston, who hamstringed the dog chasing him with a deft knife thrust.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:14, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston took out his assualt rifle, and swung it like a club to a Attack dog that almost had Strauss. Missing, he hit Strauss in the back.


Next go around, he did the same thing, expect this time connecting with the dogs head with a saffitying crack. The forceo te impact snapped the dos neck, and weston slung his assualt rifle over his shoulder, and contuied with the tatic. Hell, a sinper hit on f the guard dogs. So much for being one of the best shots in the Crusade.

--Cerebral plague 00:16, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was looking for the group, wiping off the fake blood off his face. He saw some crusade soldiers running towards something. He was behind them, and they had not noticed him yet. He took his gun out and aimed at them, and fired for several seconds. He killed most of them, and hid behind his cover before they could retaliate.

Solbur00:20, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Weston, if you refer to my character as "Solbur" in narrative again I will hunt you down and remove your eyeballs with a slightly warm spoon. *hiss*

"Aww, fuck! Fuck, man! Damnit Weston!" Strauss said, having almost been taken by surprise and knocked to the floor by Weston's strike. Angrily, he pulled out his Desert Eagle and fired twice into an attack dog's skull. "Die, mutt, die!" He hissed, pistol-whipping its limp body for good measure before getting up. "Never do that again."

Run4urLife!00:26, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal performed an impressive run and gun on on one of the dogs. Unfortunately, the bullet overpenetrated and hit Worthington.

"Oh yes, lets all beat on the robot, shall we?" Worth shouted back at him.

"Sorry man, I'll use the shotgun next time!" Jackal said frustratedsly. Fuckin robot, getting an overinflated sense of self importance. Thing needed a memory wipe.

Even so, Jackal holstered his D'Eagles and pulled out his Shotgun/SMG. Holding it by the grip was a no-no while running, for fear of blowing one's own leg off, or shooting the guy next to you, so Jackal had to adjust himself before shooting the doberman-pitbull-satan crossbreed that came from his right. It very nearly jumped him, but the shotgun fired as the hound was in midair, spreading the dog's guts on the ground in a strangely floral pattern.

Solbur00:38, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss shot another attack dog several times over as he rushed over to Worthington, evidently quite annoyed at Jackal's stray bullet. "Hey, don't shoot my robot! I put blood, sweat and tears into him!" He protested loudly as he carefully but hurriedly inspected the damage on his Mr. Handy's chassis. Most of the Crusader's rounds had only scraped at his Combat Armor plating, but one shot - he suspected it to be Jackal's - had penetrated his outer steel casing and entered his storage compartment. He opened it to check for any damaged contents. Nope, nada. That was relieving.

"Merely a flesh wound," Worthington remarked. "Yep," Strauss agreed as he pulled his helmet out of the storage - about the only armour he could risk putting on in this situation - and pulled it over his head, shifting it from side to side until the visor aligned perfectly with his eyes, before closing the compartment. Worthington, in turn, gunned down a dog that was getting worryingly close to Strauss with the minigun Sam had attached to one of his arms back at SDM. "Told ya that'd come in handy. Thanks, buddy." Strauss said, slapping Worth on the casing before reloading his D'Eagle and getting back into the fight.

Run4urLife!00:48, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Sorry about that buddy." Jackal shouted back at Strauss.

Jackal then macheted a dog that came too close. These things just didn't give up! Jackal watched as Strauss shot another dog, and Weston clubbed yet another, and still the hounds came. Then, a man wearing what looked like a Sentry Bot (BRA A3 Armor) came lumbering into view with a minigun. The 5mm rounds chewed up the trees around Jackal, who sprinted in a jagged line trying to throw off the man's aim. But to no avail, as the bastard just swept his fire across, shooting down two more dogs, and clipping Jackal's arm and leg. Jackal dropped into a small hollow in the ground, trying to make himself as small as possible. He macheted another dog as it went to maul him. That was starting to get very annoying. Jackal loved dogs. Couldn't care less for cats, but that wasn't important at this point in time.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:57, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

"Uhh, guys!"

Weston dive behind a small rise in the ground, when another soldier looking like a sentry bot opnded fire. Huddling as close as he could to the cover, Weston blindfired over the top of the smal lraise, hopin to hit at leats one of the men with the minguns.

Solbur01:03, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss dived to the floor, taking cover behind a thick tree, motioning for Worth to float the hell away from the minigun-hefting Crusade soldier. A human could hit the dirt and hide, but a floating weapons platform (as Strauss liked to think the modified Mr. Handy as) was an easy target at this range. Strauss took a second to analyse the situation. That organic Sentry Bot-looking fella was the largest threat currently, and that kevlar armour the Crusaders could take bullets like a sponge took water, especially at this range. Strauss holstered his D'Eagle and reached for his Laser Rifle, fitting a fresh Microfusion Cell into the hatch and cranking up the dial on the side as he engaged his Pip-Boy's VATS, flipping down his helmet's scope. He leant out of cover for a moment as the Crusader was firing in somebody else's direction - Jackal's, by the looks of it - and took a careful aim at his head. Strauss fired three blasts at his face then retreated into cover, hoping he'd at least blinded the bastard.

--Cerebral plague 01:54, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was close enough to see Weston and Strauss. He started firing upon the Crusade, killing one or two of them. Soon they took notice of him, and immediately one of them started firing upon him as he ducked for cover behind some Debris. "You guys started the party without me!" Jack yelled at them. The crusade were a lot tougher here then the random patrols from before. He reloaded his rifle and blind fired at one of the Crusaders, he hoped he hit him.

Run4urLife!02:04, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal rolled out of his little hollow. He limped to the cover of a large rock, drawing fire from the minigunner again. Him, being a Ghoul, and a Priority One target, would draw more fire than anyone else here, he realized.

He looked back over the rock, and saw the minigunner moving towards him, ignoring the shots that bounced off his armor. These idiots weren't shooting at its head. Jackal drew his shotgun again, and waited for the man to come around the rock. His foot came into view. Jackal pulled the trigger. At this range, the kevlar hadn't a hope of stopping the steel buckshot Jackal loaded into his shells. The man's leg disintegrated from the knee down.

"How about I show you what the devil looks like?" Jackal snarled as he pressed his shotgun to the soldier's face and pulled the trigger.


Stefanie was all alone again. During all the hand-to-hand combat she was involved in, she'd lost track of everyone... again. The big burly soldiers had all run ahead of her. Not like she could call for them either. None had introduced themselves. Oh well she thought. She looked around. Nothing but dead bodies. Wait she thought as she got an idea. She began to follow the bodies, listening to the noise get louder and louder. She came around the corner to see the group kicking in a door. They went inside, guns blazing, and came out again. There was another, stranger, smaller man with them. Stefanie walked toward the group, attracting a quick point from several guns, which made her pause quickly, before the Warrior Weapons realized she wasn't a threat (to them at least). Suddenly a man materialized behind her from a Stealth Boy. "CCI! Drop your weapons and surrender to the Crusade!" he screamed at the Warrior Weapons. Stefanie tried not to breathe as some sort of energy knife was held to her throat. She was so sick of being taken hostage and not being able to do anything correctly, in front of the men who she was trying to become allies with, as long as she was stuck here with them anyway.

KuHB1aM11:38, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes ducked back into the hallway as automatic small arms fire exploded in concert from the well-dug in crusade soldiers. Cursing slowly underneath his breath, Holmes blind-fired his assault rifle into the hallway. This wasn't to hit anyone, but to keep their heads in. Hoping to God he hadn't hit Moore yet, Holmes primed a frag, counted to three, and jumped from cover to throw the grenade. Tough luck. A G36C clipped Holmes' hand, bloodying his digits. "Dammit!!!" Holmes said, and he fumbled for control of the grenade. Tough luck. The grenade fell from his grasp. Having been a warrior weapon, Holmes immediatly rolled to the side, jumped behind several corpses, and rolled them up against him. The ensuing explosion caught him in a bright light.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 12:07, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

"One down, another one to go!"

Lookng for the last Minigunner, he quickly spooted him. After all, he is the one with the biggest gun and shoots hot dath every where. Pinnig a grendade, his last one aside from his 'Just in case' grendade, Westn threw it,no, more like rolled it very ast towrds the Crusader Stoppingalmost a good 12 inchs away, it went off. Shrapnel tore up his upody, and apperntly the blast itself knocked him back and little.

"And thats how you do it in my neighborhood!"

--Cerebral plague 13:01, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack saw the grenade blow up the crusade mini-gunner. He almost felt sorry for him, almost. He started walking back to the camp, and raising his arms to show he was a friendly. "looks like you guy's started the party without me!"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:04, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston looked over the small mound of dirt that he was hiding behind after hearing Jacks voice. A look of both confuision and relif was sketched across it.

"I thought you were dead man!"

--Cerebral plague 13:08, 10 April 2009 (UTC)(Strauss should change his name to smith, so I can buy gun from Smith and Weston)

"I told you I had a plan!" Jack walked over trying to wipe off the remaining fake blood on his face. He really should of just followed Strauss and Weston.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 13:19, 10 April 2009 (UTC) (Or just buy one from Marshall.)

"Umm...ok, geat. I suggest we get out of here, now that most of us are here."


Stefanie and the CCI spy were thrown backward by the explosion up ahead. She landed hard on the man behind her, knocking the wind out of him with a huff. He tried to regain his breath and she rolled off, drawing her pistol. He lashed out with a foot, kicking it away, then kicking here in the chest, sending her sprawling backwards. He rolled to his feet with his energy knife drawn and lunged at her. She staggered for a minute as the knife embedded into her thigh. Stefanie screamed in pain, then was quietas the man grabbed her in a chokehold. She elbowed him sharply in the stomach once, then twice. The metal plates in her elbow armor connecting with his ribs. Despite his armor, he was feeling it. She could tell as his grip loosened. She stomped one spiked boot down on his foot, hearing him scream in pain as the metal spikes punched through the top of his foot, Stefanie ducked away under his grip. Spinning on her good leg, she smacked him in the back of the head with her brass knuckles before landing a punch with her Power Fist that sent him to the wall. He slumped to the ground and she delivered several knees to the face. The man slide to a prone position on the floor and Stefanie cut his throat just for good measure. She then collapsed to the ground in agony, her leg bleeding everywhere. Frantically she searched the downed soldiers around her for Stimpaks. She appplied pressure to the wound, attempting to stop the bleeding. If she couldn't find a way to stop it, she'd bleed out for sure.

//--Teh Krush15:54, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Lololololol.

Riley ran up to the wounded woman and stabbed her with.. a stimpak. (DUNDUNDUN)

Run4urLife!15:57, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob crouched next to her, pulling the CCI agent's SMG from its holster. He fired it down the corridor until it clicked empty, then pressed the heated barrel to the wound, crudely cauterizing it. Stefanie stared at him. Battlefield first aid was not something she was used to apparently. Jacob then handed her a Stimpak and helped her to her feet.

Without a word, he turned to the other Warrior Weapons. Where had Holmes gone? Twenty of the Warrior Weapons were dead, already, killed by stray rounds and explosives. Jacob had killed a few when no one was watching to save himself the trouble of doing so later. If Holmes was dead, Jacob had just lost the one Warrior Weapon in this citadel he could trust.

"Try and pay attention to what an enemy is at next time. You really blurred the line between killer and killee there." Jacob said over his shoulder to Stefanie. She just looked at him blankly.

Vegas adict16:14, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// same mesage as before.Were going out with a bang

Andrews geatured to his men " once were in activate your stealth boys and try to find the others" the men nodded

"riggh boys into sewer"

Run4urLife!16:19, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Vegas, change that. If your men are close enough to the gates to breach them, then they already went out with a bang because the men on the walls and the minigun autoturrets have riddled them with AP rounds. This is Crusade HighCom, not a small bunker.
Vegas adict16:23, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// changed it now were going in through the sewage pipes


Stefanie winced as she hobbled along. The wound was sealed, but the burn still hurt. No matter, she'd taken enough pain in the fighting pits. Still, that was a neat trick. It was all stitches, saws, and scalpels in Zanadu. She was glad someone had come back. Now she was with the little guy from earlier, and the rather big steely guy. "I still don't have any names," Stafanie said, "I know its not a great time for intros, but mine's Stefanie. Stefanie McRae." She said, trying to keep up with the other two. "Thanks for... well... thanks." She said. She wasn't used to people actually helping her. The big steely man ducked under and ambushing rifle butt and hit the Crusader effortlessly with a brutal punching combo, landing a final torque punch that broke his neck. Stefanie needed to learn some of his moves. The stimpak was makingher leg feel better now and she popped some more Buffout to enhance her strength. The big man seemed to be looking for something... or someone. Stefanie was finding it easier to keep up as they kept moving along.

KuHB1aM17:58, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes brushed himself off, both his own blood and that of his enemies and allies. He was losing this fight. He couldn't stop now. By this time, Moore had probably gotten away to Level Six or Seven. If he did, then it would be near possible to get to him. Still, Holmes didn't fail missions. Pulling himself up, and struggling to maintain a standing position, Holmes looked in vain for his asault rifle. It was no where. Even worse, Holmes had gone through another pair of sunglasses. Sooner or later, he'd need to get another pair of those. Holmes looked around him. Radiation signatures were high, both in the living and the dead. The entire base was alive with gunfire, and people were franctically looking for their comrades. Even worse, Jacob and the girly were gone. However, Holmes did spot Achmed, one of the WWs with him. Achmed was finishing off a crusade officer in the smoke-filled corridor after a brtual melee fight. Achmed was covered in bruises, sword wounds, and other torture implementations. "Achmed," Holmes said, breathign hard, "follow me. We're not done yet." Holmes said, his head aching. Achmed complied, and followed Holmes back towards the corridor where the grenade had gone off.

//--Teh Krush18:04, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Why so many Warrior Weapons?
KuHB1aM18:06, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// read bout the dc surgical asault unit. the entire squad is made up of them
//--Teh Krush18:09, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Epic.

Riley knew something was missing, he just didn't know what, he couldn't open up Jacobs head and see, as he seemed to be immune. "Did you forget anybody?" Riley said to Jacob, "Oh and I'm Riley, since it seems we're doing introductions,"

//--Teh Krush18:17, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Removed Vegas post, we're in a building, not outside.
Vegas adict18:21, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// as far as i know a base is inside
//--Teh Krush18:33, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Then how are you getting to us through a sewage pipe..? We're like, higher then the 1st floor.
//--Teh Krush18:56, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Matt Parkman!!!!

Riley stepped over some dead bodies, checking for life, and ammo, as he only had a few microfusion cells left. But, he had a lot of energy cells for his pistol at least, and they were coming up to the room where they put Riley's weapon (lol). He opened a door, and found a small armory, and amist the many weapons he found his plasma rifle, and then he left the room. Then there was a door across from it, and he asked if the WWs would stand back, and he walked in to be greeted by a Crusade officer. (thats the matt parkman part, Iv'e inserted false info into their heads, they think I'm wearing a BRA, lol) In the room, they were interrogating a wastelander. He wasn't restrained or anything, just being asked things, "Hey, on 3 kick the officer in the crotch, and I'll signal my friends," Riley said to the wastelander, but, it was too late as right after that the waster was shot. Then Jacob peered around the corner and hailed the room with bullets. Shit Riley thought, as Jacob just foiled his plan.

Run4urLife!19:03, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob strode into the room and heaved the dead corporal off the screaming Wastelander.

"Shut up or I shoot you too." Jacob snapped, as he shoved a gun into the young man's hand. If he kept screaming the place down like that, there'd be soldiers all over them in a minute. Jacob led the growing group out of the room, trying to find out where Holmes, or better, Moore, went. Holmes was probably running up some stairs, trying to catch up to Moore, who was probably being loaded into a Vertibird right now, to be transported back to another Crusade stronghold, like Thermopylae, or God forbid YorkTown. If he ran home to YorkTown, he'd be virtually untouchable. Jacob started running, firing his captured shotgun into a Crusade Templar's face as it came into view. The shotgun came up empty the next time, so Jacob abandoned it, and beat the Templar's head against the wall until he stopped struggling.

Solbur19:15, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Hang on, where did those Vegas assholes go?" Strauss said, peering around. He ducked reflexively as several 5.56 rounds whizzed past his head and retaliated by blind-firing in the general direction the shots came from. "Oh yeah? That's how it's gonna be, huh? Well, eat this! Hah!!" He shouted, before peeking out to see that there was a lone Crusader whose intimidating mask appeared to be melting on his face. Strauss winced as he heard his screams then glanced at the rest of the rag-tag group. "Yeah, I think we should scarper. We can light a candle for the Brotherhood soldiers' safe return later. Or not."

Run4urLife!19:20, 10 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jackal nodded. He waved the others over towards a dry river bed. He sprinted across the bed, and scrambled up the other side. Anyone in power armor would have issues climbing up out of the river bed, and there wasn't a bridge for about 500 yards either way. Weston and Strauss struggled up, followed by Jack, and Worth and Caesar, who nearly slid back down.

They ran into the darkness, evading more dogs. Did the Crusade have some sort of dog factory running on overdrive? The BRA A1 and 2 soldiers were having a spot of bother climbing out of the ravine, but the A3's hadn't a hope. One tried, slid back down and tried again, only to fail again and be left standing in the middle of a riverbed like an idiot.


Stefanie watched as the big man first cleared a room with gunfire, then, bashed a Crusader's head against a wall. She nosed her way into the small room of confiscated weapons. She found an odd looking pistol. It looked like a small electric generater with a trigger and glowing bulb of green. As she thought about using it more bullets were flying down the hallway. The screaming wastelander took off the opposite way. Stefanie lined up a shot with the plasma pistol and pulled the trigger. The thing hissed and heated up, burning her hands. "What the fuck!" she screamed, dropping the weapon. Riley looked at her, surprised. In a rage, she charged past the big man, headlong into the Crusaders. Miraculousy, she evaded incoming fire, smashing the first man with her Power Fist, running up the second man's chest and jumping over landing on the third taking him to the ground so she ended up sitting on his chest. Riley shot the second man in the back as he turned around to help his comrade. Stefanie reached down with her Power Fist and squeezed the man's head, crushing his skull, helmet and all. She then stood up and turned around. Riley and the big guy were walking toward her.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:12, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

"This new armour that the Crusade is wearing give me the creeps. They act...differnt when they wear them. Those glowing red It just sends chills down my spine."

The group had devolped a very easy tatic, just to make sure that no one was following them. The first person in a line would get down on a knee, and cover the rest of the group as they passed him. When the last person who was running past the man on the knee, the first person running would reapet the process. Thus, someone always had another guys back. of course, they still had the osciinal sinper to deal with, but, hey. Not every escpae plan was perfect.

--Cerebral plague 23:16, 10 April 2009 (UTC)

"The eyes creep me out too Weston, but then you realize there just giant targets!" Jack was running ahead, and soon stopped too knee down. He looked back and shot a Crusader chasing him, just with in his repeaters distance. He soon got up and started running, he would prefer if this wasn't the method, as it was slower then he liked, but this was still fine. "Jackal, where's the other guys!"

//--Teh Krush23:22, 10 April 2009 (UTC)// Since when were you with Jacob? I think you mean Jackal?, and..

Act 9Edit

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 00:02, 11 April 2009 (UTC)

"What 'other guys'? If you mean the LV Brotherhood, then no, i don't know where they are. Infact, there problay dead."

Weston took his turn going down on a knee, shooting at a Crusade soldier, forcing him to take cover. This gave the group enough time to move forward, and the next man went down on a knee.

KuHB1aM14:17, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Get back here!!!" Holmes roared, firing his pistol again and again. Moore evaded into another corridor, nearing the hangar level. Holmes and Achmed was forced to stop. As he blindly followed Moore down another hallway and into open air and a waiting VTOL, both he, Achmed and Moore were surrounded by Crusade troops. Moore turned back and laughed. His voice carried a deep southern accent. "Look sonny, I've fought in more engagements than I can count. Believe me, I may not be able to kill you personally, but I sure as hell beat the shit from you strategically and tactically. Where are your friends now?" Moore said. Moore drew his magnum, aimed at Achmed and fired. Achmed rolled, easily avoiding the shot, but was riddled with bullets from the twenty or so crusade troopers, their orange-red eyes ominously glowing. "Think about it Holmes." Moore said. "Which is the lesser evil? No doubt you've had some doubts about morality. How many people have you seen killed, just innocent people? The Crusade is the American Airborne. We are the American Dream. We don't kill wasters. Think about it Holmes. Your fighting for a lost cause. The Enclave abandoned us for dead when they left, and when they leave again, they'll abandon you too."

--Cerebral plague 15:32, 11 April 2009 (UTC)

"I think we lost them, looks like they needed reinforcements for what ever the hell Jacob is, or was cooking up." Jack looked around, and saw a building that remained intact enough to cover their group. He opened the door, and using a ballistic knife killed the raider inside before he could re-act. "Get in here before the Crusade spots us."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:40, 11 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston was the second one in the door, and quickly moved up the stairs, Assualt rifle at the ready. Nearly falling back down the stairs when a Raider ambushed him with a Lead pipe, Weston fired from the hip at the said Raider. With his clip empty, and the Room having new blood stains from the Raiders now bullet-ridden chest, Weston went back downstairs.

"Upstairs Clear!"


Stefanie walked behind the large man and in front of Riley. She didn't know where Riley had come from, but she could swear she heard some kind of "voices" when he was around. The large man was moving swiftly, like he was racing for something. All Stefanie could do was follow him. They were following a new trail of bodies and Stefanie hoped she wouldn't become one of them.

KuHB1aM21:25, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes watched Moore gingerly through his blank eyes. His hand on his pistol, Holmes counted the odds. He was sure he could kill Moore, but the underlying concern was that he would be riddled with bullets by the Crusade troopers around him. Holmes heard shouting as the troopers behind him turned to face a trio of figures. It was Jacob, the girly, and some other man, who's radiation signature was unique. Holmes turned back towards Moore, who was smiling. "I'll see you at Thermopylae, sonny." Moore said, and flicked his wrist. Holmes drew his pistol as Moore stepped away behind his men and into the VTOL. His pistol drawn lightning fast, it still wasn't fast enough. Holmes fired three times, killing two of the twenty soldiers. Then he felt impacts across his body as several bullets smashed into him. The kevlar under his jacket protected him for the most part, but it still wasn't a favorable outcome. Two of the bullets penetrated, and blood grew wet all over Holmes' shirt. As Holmes staggered to the ground, he heard faint shouting as the troopers around him faced a new, more dangerous threat.

--Cerebral plague 21:29, 11 April 2009 (UTC)(I would of proffered if Holmes killed Moore before dying)

Jack and the gang sat down on a couch, and some chairs on the second floor. "We'll wait here for an hour. There's a window on the in the other room, not boarded up fully. We can take shifts watching if the Crusade get near. I'll take first shift. Strauss, mind letting me borrow the super sledge for a second?" Strauss gave it to him, although he was unwilling at first. Jack took the sledge, and made a small hole in the wall. He then preceded to take the first shift, in the other room.

Solbur21:34, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I coulda done that for ya," Strauss pointed out. Jack gave an exaggerated shrug then grinned, before returning to his watching shift. Strauss frowned, then, in turn, shrugged, before beckoning Worth over. "C'mere," He said, and the robot, of course, obliged. He opened Worth's storage compartment and took out his Power Armor, then started running quick checks on the systems. He took out several pieces of repurposed scrap metal and started performing repairs on the suit.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:42, 11 April 2009 (UTC)

"Hey, Straut. Where'd ya get the Super Sledge?"

Weston was laying down on the Sofa, his robot hovering near his feet. His assualt rifle was proped up agianst the wall, while a spare clip was laying on his chest. In Westons hand was a un-primmed Grenade.

Solbur22:17, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Off some Brotherhood guy's corpse, if I recall correctly. But say he was still alive and ya showed it to him now, no way he'd recognise it." Strauss said as he welded a bullet-hole in his chest armour closed with his plasma torch. He new that you were meant to wear a proper mask for this, but a Power Helmet worked just as well. "Been adding on to it and modding it since I got hold of it, really. Next to Worthington, my rifle and my armour, I like to think of that thing as my baby. Call me crazy." He pulled off his helmet and strapped the torch back to the supply harness he usually wore over his armour, then looked over his shoulder to face Weston. "Why've you got a grenade in your hand, dude?"

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:27, 11 April 2009 (UTC)

"Going to play baseball."

Solbur22:32, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Awesome. Can I play designated hitter?" Strauss asked as he gestured to his Super Sledge, grinning underneath his helmet. It occured to him that trying to whack a thrown grenade out of the air was a bad idea, but it was his attempt at a joke regardless. He proceeded to start hammering out a dent in his armour's left shoulder-plate.

Run4urLife!22:38, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob roared, gunning down the Crusade Praetorian standing over Holmes. Now that he had reloaded all of his main weapons, he was more than a force to be reckoned with. He was a bloodthirsty juggernaut with murder on his mind and a gun in his hand. He weaved around the soldier's falling body, delivering point blank range death to another man. Jacob dropped to the ground and kicked upwards into hapless soldier number 3's groin, and jammed his bayonet into his face as he doubled over. Jacob fired Mother's Woe into the poor man's face for good measure, painting the other soldiers with his brains.

Jacob then jumped to his feet, using that momentum to strike another soldier with the butt of his rifle with enough force to crack his helmet lenses. Jacob dived backwards for the dubious cover of an AA cannon as the remaining fifteen men opened fire. Then, as all hope seemed lost, with the Crusaders moving to surround Jacob and his little group, the rest of the Warrior Weapons, now numbering only seven, caught up, and piled on the pressure on the Crusaders. The first one, Paul Ryker, nailed a Crusader with a close-range plasma blast, reducing him to green goo, before moving on to another man, burning that guy's chest open with a close range shot. Riley went around onw side of the gun, while Stefanie went around the other and Jacob vaulted over the gunner's seat in a typical display of physical prowess. He landed in front of his next victim, putting a shot into his neck. What was left of the man's head after the HEIAP bullet detonated in his throat was launched off into the night.

//--Teh Krush22:58, 11 April 2009 (UTC)// I wonder when Jacob is going to say his name, or question how Riley got into that one room earlier without getting shot..
KuHB1aM23:31, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes felt the blood on his chest. It was wet and sticky; like when Vlad had blinded him, except this time there was no medic to bring him into a medical lab for surgery and experimentation. Holmes reached in vain for the one thing he felt he had closure with; his pistol. Desperate for something he could hold onto, and with his pistol gone, Holmes struggled to push off the dead corpses of the crusader on top of him. He looked on as his sight grew weaker, the radiation of those around him decreasing rapidly. Holmes fumbled with his sticky hands for the broken pair of sunglasses he had kept in his pocket. Grasping them, he slowly placed them ontop of his eyes, pushed himself away from the fighting weakly, and resigned to the pain. He felt really sleepy; a nap might not hurt.

Run4urLife!23:40, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

While Holmes was dragging himself away weakly, Jacob was choking the life out of a Crusader. He finally felt the man go limp, and let the corpse fall. Jacob resolved never to let a Crusader get the drop on him ever again. It led to having to crush the life out of them while they tried to stab, shoot or pummel you. Or some combination thereof.

"Jacob Vaughton, by the way. Never got your name fella." Jacob said as he stepped up back to back with the little fella with the Ion Rifle. For someone so scrawny (by comparison to Jacob anyway), the boy could handle that zap gun pretty well. Jacob spotted Holmes crawling , and propping himself up against another AA gun. He was pretty badly hurt. Two bullets in quick track. That was fatal in 96% of victims. What good were figures at this point in time?

Jacob pushed the thought away as another came to mind. That scrawny chap had walked into a room full of Crusade soldiers without them so much as drawing a bead on him. How had he managed that? Was he a double-agent of some kind? Not likely. The Crusade liked the burly All American Soldier types with more shit coming from their mouths than their asses.

"You walked into a room full of Crusdaders, without being so much as looked at crooked earlier. Care to work some of that voodoo again?" Jacob shouted at Ion Rifle man over the sound of gunfire.

KuHB1aM23:45, 11 April 2009 (UTC) 

From a different perspective: The sniper watched from his guard tower at the scene below. Inside the landing pad area, one of many, a crazed melee and gun fight was taking place. Raising his SCM .44 Repeater, he loaded the magazine, checked the gun over and set the rifle over the edge of the tower, looking down. His sights set on the largest of the tall assailants, who was back to back with a man carrying a strange weapon. He adjusted his sights, checking the scope, and aimed for the man's chest. He slowly squeezed the trigger... (i wont kill jacob, lol, but now he haz sniper trouble!!!)

//--Teh Krush00:01, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Actually nvm, I think my post contradicted our RP, I'll rewrite when I get back (few mins)
Run4urLife!00:03, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// If this post jumps the gun, feel free to change it

The roar of a heavy rifle split the air, which was eerily silent as Stefanie punched the last Crusade soldier to death like a sack of meat. The shot hit Jacob like a Behemoth, slamming him into the ground as his armor absorbed the impact. The shot had punched clean through Jacob's Duster, his Combat armor's breastplate, his civvies and just about stopped as it struck his Kevlar bodysuit underneath. It had still cracked one of his ribs, and bruised the surrounding bones and soft tissue. Fuckin .44 slugs.

Jacob reached up, aiming through Mother's Woe's scope. He spotted a man moving to a new position, just a vague wriggling shape moving along the walls on its belly. Like all of these Crusade worms should move. Jacob squeezed off a shot. The wriggling stopped, and the soldier's rifle, a .44 repeater, by the looks of it, dropped to the ground below. Just in case it was that old sniper trick, and the man had some backup weapon ready, Jacob fired again, hitting the man square in the ribs this time, blowing a grapefruit sized hloe in his torso.

Jacob forced himself to stand. He wouldn't be reaching for the salt any time soon anyway. He staggered along, shooting the last remaining Warrior Weapon in the back as the man walked toward Holmes with a weapon drawn. Jacob picked up an SCM officer Sword, complete with scabbard. This would make a fine trophy. Then he heaved Holmes to his feet and struggled him over to another landing pad, where the last friendly Vertibird awaited. Jacob gave the pilot the all-clear as Stefanie and Riley clambered aboard too. The rotors spun lazily to life as what remained of the DC Surgical Assault Team collapsed into their seats.

//--Teh Krush00:06, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// It's k, I'll answer your voodoo question in my next post when we are safe lol, but I'll brb
KuHB1aM00:12, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

"We failed..." Holmes said, his voice weak. He was propped up against the interior of the VTOL on a medical chaor. Jacob jammed three different stimpaks into his chest, and then gave Holmes a bottle of Buffout. Not the best concoction, but it would work for now. Holmes continued to cough up blood, and the entire floor had at least touched his fuid at some point, whether it had sloshed around from different parts or not. "Where's my damn pistol..." Holmes said again, his voice constant but weak. Jacob slammed the familiar handle of the weapon into his grasp as the VTOL shook from AA fire. The entire craft rocked as it entered Crusade Air Space. Then the pilot franctically yelled to the back. "We're damned hit!!! Hold on!!! I gotta bring her down hard!!!" The pilot roared. That was the last thing they heard before the VTOL slammed into the ground and slid several yards into a rcoky outcrop. (time for the hunt!!!)

Run4urLife!00:28, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob, following his training, knew that short of actually having a seatbelt on, the least damaging way to get through a crash was to cover your head, and aim yourself at the windscreen in the hope you go through and miss what you crashed into. Jacob roared as the impact launched him out through one of the insectoid fuselage sections of the Whirly, over the rocks and into a conveniently placed tree. Unfortunately, the tree Jacob hit was one of the charred, radiation scarred Pre-War trees, and not the inexplicably strong and leafless Post-War tree-parodies. The tree splintered under the impact of 200lbs of flying vigilante, and let him carry on. Jacob was slammed into the ground, still moving at roughly 45 mph, and he rolled on for a good dozen and a half yards to dull the impact and reduce the chances of his organs going kablooey.

Jacob stood up, doubled over and was violently sick. Thankfully, there was no blood mixed with the vomit. Jacob injected himself with a Stimpak, and a dose of Jet. He hated the stuff, and the people who made it, but now was not the time to put his principles before his own safety, and the safety of his comrades-in-arms. Feeling slightly less shitty, Jacob limped back towards the Vertibird, stopping to puke again two, or three, his head was still a little fuzzy, times.

He clambered over the rocks, fell down the other side of the outcrop, and crawled over to the door of the Bird that wasn't half-buried in the soil of the Crusade's back garden. The pilot was dead. There was no need to check, because Jacob knew that missing half your head and having a chunk of Vertibird fuselage embedded in what was left of your head was fatal. Jacob heaved at the door of the stricken craft again and again, falling over as it finally opened. He struggled to his feet again, looking at his stricken comrades. Holmes was miraculously still conscious, and trying to get Stefanie and the small man awake and out of the craft, which was leaking hydraulic fluid.

Jacob pulled them from the wreckage, one by one, and with Holmes carrying Stefanie, and Jacob carrying small man, they all made it to another rocky outcrop, where they collapsed again.

KuHB1aM00:45, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

Slightly rejuvenated from the stimpaks, but terribly wounded from the crash, Holmes had summoned enough strength to help Jacob get the two less e-ndurance inclined passengers from the wreck. Overhead, VTOLs swirled as they looked for their prey, and dogs and enemy troops could be heard making their way towards Jacob, Holmes, Stephanie, and the small guy. Holmes still having his pistol looked around. "Weapons?" Holmes said, breathing heavily and wiping away the blood from his face.

--Cerebral plague 00:54, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was looking out the window, when he saw the vertbird crash, and the man jump out the window. "Guys, looks like Jacob just crashed". He looked over into the other room, when immediately everyone grabbed their weapons and headed down the stairs. Jack took a few seconds to close the window, then headed off with the others.

Run4urLife!01:17, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob sat up. He heard something. He tried to stand, but when his mind said "Stand up!" his body said "Fuck OFF!". He looked around. Holmes, Stefanie, and small man seemed to be in shit. Just like him. They were barely conscious. Just like him. Unlike him, they weren't getting sick every two minutes as Jet and Adrenaline ravaged his exhausted and battered body. Jacob swore violently before managing an impressive five-foot projectile vomit. That felt alittle better. He forced himself to his feet, and saw a few friendly faces running at him. Jack, Weston, Strauss, the robots, and that Ghoul from the Mexican Standoff in New York. What was his name? Coyote? Dingo?

Jacob sat down again. His body was running out of adrenaline, and the Jet was still trying to overcome his immune system and enter his bloodstream. He felt like putting his head in his hands and falling asleep. He hadn't slept properly in days, weeks. The ground was looking mighty friendly right about now. Faces, swimming in and out of focus. Voices, muffled and incoherent. Hands, he felt numb. Was someone rubbing his head?

A bottle of dirty water to the face snapped Jacob back to the land of the living. He jumped to his feet, and sat back down just as quickly. His body still wasn't ready to take orders from his pain-addled brain.

//--Teh Krush01:43, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Epic win.

Riley felt weak, weaker then normal, had he landed in a spike or something? No. He landed in an airbag, but it still hurt like hell. He seen Jacob sit up, then fall down, then about 4 people run towards them, before he himself passed out again.

--Cerebral plague 02:07, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack threw some dirty water in his face. He still wasn't waking up. "Damn, Strauss, Weston, go help out the others." He looked over, and saw the cave rat on the ground passed out. "Jacob, can you stand man?" He didn't respond, so he assumed he was unconscious. He jabbed a stimpack into him, and ran over to inspect the others, leaving Jacob to Jackal.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 02:43, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston dropped his Assualt rifle and sprinted to the Wreckage. Qucikly circling it, he saw a womans face and a hand that was barley moving. Moving fast, and Ceaser cutting up metal around her.

"Comon Ceaser, hurry up!"

I'm cutting, hold on...and...finshed.

"Good robot."

Pulling the lady clear of the wreckage, he splashed a bottle of water on her face.

"Wake up lady, WAKE UP! Com'on, don't die. Stay in the light."

Weston kept on patting her own her check, pouring water on her face at the same time, eyes on the Vertibird.

"Guys! The Ammo! Might cook off and blow us all to kingdom come!"

Looking around the area, Weston knew that the Crusade was going to come in fiorce, throwing mostly everything at them. Whiryly-birds, Glowers, power-armoured, and whatever they have. Everybody here will be killed, he knew it. Well, maybe not everyone. But, three people were almost dead. The distracition force was mostly walking wounded now, inculding Weston. He. Was. Scared.

"Lady, listen to me. Stay with my voice. My name is Weston. Can you say, Weston? W-E-S-T-O-N."

Run4urLife!02:46, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Dude, everyone's outta the now flaming wreckage, and sitting in the middle of a Rocky Outcrop. Who did you just save? The decapitated pilot?

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 02:49, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

(WHAT?!?! When did we do that? Hodl on, gotta change my post...)

Solbur02:59, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Let's say Strauss put his Power Armor back on off-screen.

Strauss watched how quickly Weston had darted towards the chick the moment he set eyes on her. Kid's desparate to get laid, Strauss thought to himself with a slight smirk. After surveying the remaining survivors, he decided that that Holmes guy was not getting his help, like, ever, so he dropped to a kneeling position at the side of the strange man from the cave, who he was relieved to see alive but surprised to find in the company of the Super-Ninjas. "Yo. Houdini. You in there? It's me again. Power Armor guy." He said, tapping the man's cheek a few times with his index and middle finger. He pulled out a bottle of dirty water and splashed it over his face, particularly in his eyes. He suddenly heard something akin to a mumbling groan inside his mind, which was a pretty surefire sign that he was conscious or approaching consciousness. "If you talk in my mind again, I'm fucking breaking your legs and leaving you here for the Crusade. Got that? Now come on, up." Strauss snapped, before applying more water, flicking his ears a bit, and then attempting to lift Riley to his feet.

//--Teh Krush03:28, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Lol, how did I talk to Strauss well unconscious?

Riley heard a voice, and then was splashed in his face with water, which made Riley moan a bit, still unconscious though. Then, a few seconds later, Riley was conscious and being lifted up by the one guy that kept calling him Houdini in the cave, and set Riley on his feet. But before Riley could say thanks, he felt gravity take over for him, and he fell backwards down the hill and into the wreck of the VTOL. Ouch, Riley thought, but then he took a stimpak and drank a bit of clean water from his belt and he felt almost fine, and got up to go sit by the tree that Jacob landed on.


Stefanie shook her head and the world spun as she sat up. That was her first and only ever ride in one of those Whirly Virly Birds and as she sat there, getting water splashed on her face frin sine guy named Weston, she decided that it would be her last. Riley was a few yards away and the big guy and rude guy were there also. (Dang I wish I had names... haha) She vaguely remembered someone pulling her out of the wreckage. Who was it though? Was it this guy, who was still overzealously splashing her in the face? She gave him a little nudge, "I'm ok, I'm ok. Thank you, Weston? Is it?" she said gratefully. Slowly she got to her feet. She stumbled a bit and then popped a Buffout pill. That'd straighten her up a bit. "My name is Stefanie McRae," she introduced herself to Weston, "good to meet you." She looked around. Riley, Weston, a Mr. Handy robot, a man in Power Armor of some type, another man, and a ghoul. Along with the two big guys this was quite the motley crew. "Anybody got any water?" Stefanie asked.

Run4urLife!11:07, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// That Jacob ploughed clean through, after being launched from a vertibird at 60 mph

Jacob was sitting, staring into the middle distance. To the untrained eye, it would appear that he was unconscious with his eyes open. To the trained eye, it would appear that he was trying to stay conscious, while simultaneuosly ignoring everything that was going on around him. He just sat there, trying not to collapse into a quivvering heap. He kept trying, and failing, to stand up. Every time he tried to get up, he simply rocked forwards, and then backwards again. He was beginning to look insane. He drained a bottle of clean water in record time, and then tried to get up again. It worked this time, and he walked around in a circle shakily, and then, confident that he could move without keeling over, he leaned against a rock. He didn't trust himself to use an automatic safely, so he pulled out an M1911, checked whether his vision had cleared enough to aim properly, and kept it in his hand. Judging by the sounds of dogs and sirens, he may have need for it soon.

Jacob looked over at Jackal, acknowledging his old ally's presence with a slow nod. Jackal returned the gesture, trying not to laugh as Jacob stared back into the middle distance again. Jacob had no capacity for intelligent conversation right now. He could just about handle yes and no. He scrathed his head absent-mindedly, and shifted his visual focus to Weston, busily trying to shake Stefanie awake. Strauss was trying to do a first-aid check on small man, who was sitting against what was left of the tree Jacob had demolished in his brief air-time. Small man was trying his best not to laugh as Strauss tried to check for spinal damage by poking his leg with a set of Pre-War keys. Holmes was sitting against a rock. Jacob nodded to him. "We did well back there. Moore got away, but HighCom's been wiped out for the most part. Only Moore, Thomas and Taggart left." Jacob thought. Jacob wanted to leave Moore to Holmes, and Thomas to Jackal. Taggart would die by Jacob's hand.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 11:58, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

"Yeah, you got my name right. And ask one of the others for water, i ran out when i was trying to wake you up. Straut, the one in power armour with the litttle guy, he carrys plenty of water."

Picking up his assualt rifle, Weston walked over to the other surviors, before stopping at one he seen before. Thed blind man that Jacob slammed a car door on. Slinging the Assualt over his shoulder, He examined the blind man. Maybe..two bullet holes on him. Though guy to survie this much.

"Hey, guys. This one has bullet holes in it! I don't know how to treat this one..."

In truth, Weston's medical skills where limtied. He knew how to do basic first sid, but, beyond that he was out of his legaue. --Cerebral plague 14:15, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

--Cerebral plague 14:15, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack ran over to Weston. "I'll trade my Chinese assault rifle for your SMG, got it?" Weston nodded, before giving his SMG to Jack, and Jack giving him his heavily modded Chinese Assault Rifle. Jack ran over to the blind man, and took out his knife. He knew how to remove bullets safely, and cover the wound before infection, but that was pretty much it. This guy was going to get some actually healing as soon as they were out of the area.

Solbur14:33, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Nnnnope. No broken bones by the looks of things. Few scrapes 'n' bruises here and there, but yeah, you should be fine. Chin up, sonny." Strauss said Riley matter-of-factly, putting his keys away afterwards. He stood up and looked around at the rest of the group, hearing his name mentioned (or that annoying derivative Weston seemed to like using). He noticed that the girl with the Power Fist was looking in his direction at this point, so he made his way towards her, motioning for Worthington to follow him. The robot, which had previously been on the lookout for any of the Crusade soldiers which were no doubt heading their way, obliged, hovering over to Strauss's side.

"Uh, hey, I'm Conor Strauss. Strauss works fine." Not sparing Stefanie a glance, he opened his robot's storage compartment. "You're after water, am I right?" He asked without looking at her as he sifted through the various junk he had stuffed in Worth's storage. And I thought I packed light for this. Eventually, he procured a single bottle of water from the robot's metaphorical rear end, acknowledging it as his last full one. Worth's condensation collectors were still in need of recharging, so there was no steady supply of the stuff, either. Regardless, he passed it to Stefanie. "There ya go. Might be a bit dirty, but that's never bothered me." He said, lying through his teeth and his Power Helmet. "Enjoy." concluded Strauss, then he glanced over to Jack and Weston. They seemed to be rushing to help that Holmes guy, but Strauss couldn't really care less about him, the bastard. What he was more concerned about was the increasingly loud sound of dogs barking.


"Thank you Strauss, I appreciate it. I don't have much on me, but if there's anything I can do to pay you back, let me know. If you ever get to Zanadu, I can make you a pile of caps in the fighting pits," Stefanie smiled. These guys were much more kind than the first group she was with. It was like they understood her. She took a small sip of water. "Dirty doesn't bother me," she said, laughing "we had much worse when I was a slave. I don't know how I don't have a third arm by now or something like that." Stefanie placed the water into a pouch on her belt and began checking her .44 Magnum. She'd noticed the dogs barking too. There was no telling when these Crusade guys would show up again.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 15:40, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston heard the dogs barking and walked over to where Strauss and Stefanie was, lighting a cigarrte. The Dogs barking kept on growing louder and louger. Then human voices were heard. The Crusade were moving in and fast. Checking the laser sight, and revmoming some dirt, Weston spoke.

"Struass, when then is over, i want you to meet a old friend of mine. Marshall Rascon."

KuHB1aM18:49, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Fuck." Holmes said lightly as the man removed the bullets, bandaged his chest, and jammed another stimpak into him. Holmes nodded at the man for helping him, grabbed his pistol and holster, and picked himself up from the wreckage. Holmes looked around for the other radiation signatures. Jacob was vomiting slightly, the man in power armor that Holmes hadn't seen since the Vault was helping the girly, and the others were milling about. Holmes adjusted his sunglasses, and fired his pistol. Everyone looked at him. "We don't have time for this. We're leaving now. Pack your things, unless you purposely intend to be captured." Holmes said, and coughed up some blood. Holmes motioned for Jacob to take point, and then for the power armor dude, and the two men who had helped him, to follow suit. He also had the Mr. Gutsy follow right behind. Bringing up the rear with the small man, he kept his hand on his pistol. He may have been beaten on the draw once before, but that had only happened once, and Holmes didn't intend for it to happen again and get some more bonus bullets.

//--Teh Krush18:58, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Kuhblam, you can say that Riley has a high radiation signature, cause, he's a psyker pretty much.


Stefanie trotted to catch up with the departing group. She hadn't really been told to come with, but she figured it'd be better to go than to sit and be captured by the Crusade again. The first person she came to was the big rude guy. He was wounded, but walking and looked absolutely pissed. "Sorry we got off on a wrong foot," Stefanie said to him. "What?" he said bitterly. "My name is Stefanie McRae, I'm a former slave and cage fighter from Zanadu. Thank you for pulling me out of there," she said. He still looked pissed but there wasn't too much Stefanie could do about it. She walked a little faster to catch up with the middle of the group. She found Weston. "So where exactly are we going?" she asked.

Twentyfists20:07, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

Weston was about to respond when the group heard the characteristic drawl of everyone's favorite wasteland wanderer.

"Woo whee!" Silas Webb called. "Man, jes' what yew miss when yer takin' a piss!"

Once the motley crew realized that he wasn't a foe, he filed into the line, next to Stefanie. "Howdy. Yer the only one a' this crew that I ain't met 'afore, b'sides the small man. Name's Silas Webb. Did yew say that yer from Zanadew? I hang out there to get a drink. Great place, or, it was, 'afore the AWA attacked. Them power-armored gorillers are jes' as bad as the Crusade."

Run4urLife!20:13, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

After Silas' sudden introduction, and ignoring the fact that he had escaped the Crusaders inexplicably unscathed, Jacob lurched along at the front of the group, sweating, shaking, and feeling decidedly sick. He was in shock, for the first time in his life. His breathing was ragged and his pupils were dilated. He looked like he was high on Psycho. He moved slowly, but deliberately. Every step borethe same crushing strength as always, his powerful leg muscles propelling him along faster than any of the others could follow. Luckily, he was only making half the amount of paces they were, so they could keep up quite happily. He kept his M1911 pointed squarely at the ground, in case it did go off accidentaly. He didn't want a stray round hitting anything that wasn't wearing Crusade colours.

Jackal watched the others move along, still in shock from the crash. Himself and, well, pretty much just him, were taking up the rearguard position. They all knew he'd probably let some vulgar roar out at the first sign of activity nearby. He subconsciously ran a hand over the hilt of his machete, and the grips of his pistols and checked the ammunition left in the drum of his shotgun. He didn't need a reload anytime soon. And other than Jacob and his tosser friend with the sunglasses in the middle of the night, Jackal probably had the most ammunition of all of them. Even so, with their best fighters wounded and in shock, this race against the Crusade was going to come right down to the wire. And the sounds of those dogs weren't getting any further away.

//--Teh Krush20:32, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Kan we hurry up with epic battles? I won't post yet until Silas meets Riley lol
Run4urLife!20:34, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Silas is wit teh group now. Introduce yourself!
//--Teh Krush20:37, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Kay, kan you be the Q for the epic battle?

Riley ran up to the cowboy style man that just intruded in on their run, and said, "Hello, I'm Riley." (what an EPIC introduction!)

Twentyfists20:48, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Can Riley use telekinetic force in one colossal thrust to throw foes, sorta like how Sylar flipped an armored car in season one? That would be totally awesome.

Silas shook the smaller man's hand. "Pleased to meet yeh. Silas Webb's the name. Now, let's git this show on the road, shall we?"

//--Teh Krush20:55, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Read his page, Riley Alan, he can, but only sometimes.

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 21:37, 12 April 2009 (UTC)

"Well, McRae, we are headed anywhere that the crusade can't follow us. In essence, we re doing a fighting retreat."

After thatWeston looked at the new guy. Slias Web, or, at least that whats he said it was. Where had he heard that name before...

Run4urLife!21:55, 12 April 2009 (UTC)// Earlier in the RP I'd imagine . . .

Jacob started a jog. He was beyond caring that his legs felt like they were missing their bones. He had just seen a spotlight sweep the area immediately to his left, and Jackal had growled some unintelligible, but presumably explicit warning. Then, as adrenaline surged back into his system, he felt much steadier. Jacob started running, as did the others. Holmes ran, in spite of the bleeding risk of increasing his heart rate.

Jacob risked a glance over his shoulder. No Crusaders immediately behind them, burt there were an awfully big amount of dogs coming from the woods off to the left. And where the dogs went, the other dogs were sure to follow.

Jackal, on the other hand was swearing his foulest. For a good ten minutes of running, he cursed and cursed without repeating himslef once. Even the pitfighter girl seemed apalled at this language. Jackal just didn't care. He looked over his shoulder. Still none of those assholes. Maybe that was a good thing. Yeah, it was a good thing. Even Jackal didn't want to get in a tussle with a battallion of angry zealots with big guns and ridiculous armor.

KuHB1aM23:38, 12 April 2009 (UTC) 

"We're headed away from here, hun, that's all I know." Holmes said, still jogging in a hobble and limp. "Dutch Holmes. Me and Jacob there," Holmes said, pointing towards Jacob, "went to school together. Although I hardly call it school. More like ass-kicking camp. We're... different. Maybe you noticed how we can kill people x10 faster than the speed of light and smash their skulls in with our fingers?" Holmes said. He was exaggerating, but the girl understood his point. "Those men who foguht beside us were also "classmates", although they're not quite as alive or skilled, for that matter." Holmes said. He put away his sunglasses. It was at this point the women noticed he was blind. "I'm not as helpless as one might think."


Stefanie was surprised at the knowledge of Holmes being blind. "I can tell you're a breed of something else," Stefanie said to him. The new guy Silas, she wanted to get to know him a bit better. He said he came from Zanadu, or had been there at least. "Well Dutchie," she said smiling, "I'm just happy to be getting the hell away from those Crusade assholes. Thanks again for helping me out."

//--Teh Krush03:14, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// Epic Battle! ..not really :'(

Riley was getting tired from the running, they'd been running no stop for about 30 minutes. Though Jacob and the blind man seemed to show no signs of tiredness, besides that one of them was limping. Then, one of the dogs caught up with them and bit Riley's foot, which made Riley act on instinct and grabbed the pup and cracked its neck sideways.

Twentyfists16:39, 13 April 2009 (UTC) 

Silas saw dogs out in the distance. No way was he gonna get mauled to death by some Crusade canine after all he'd been through. Two forerunners had the misfortune to try and attack Silas. He lashed out his foot with lightening speed and kicked out the first one's throat, then stepped to the side and punched the second one in the head, felling it.

//--Teh Krush16:42, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// Don't tell me your guys are planting charges on Jerusalem. <_< AND Where would you get a report that our VTOL crashed in the middle of nowhere? Now, somebody else post cause I still have nothing to post :'(
Run4urLife!17:20, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// I was posting about five minutes ago, but my computer has an impeccable sense of timing when it comes to replacing the page I'm working on with an ad. They saw the VTOL crash, and they're running with us, ya moron!

Adrenaline seemed to have replaced blood as Jacob's vital fluid over the past days. He was feeling more alive right now than he had since Fairfax. He calmly fired his M1911 into the face of a dog that had the clear intention of tearing a chunk out of his arm. With some of his preternatural agility returning, Jacob circled around a dog coming from his side, and landed an axe kick that broke its back right in the middle, without breaking stride. Then, his body reminded him that he was in shock by staggering as he tried to keep running. He fell, and rolled to his feet.

Then, realising he was leaving everyone else in the dust, he turned round, crouched, and opened fire, each .45 ACP silencing a mutt as it came howling towards the moteley little crew. His gun clicked. "Why is it clicking? What? Jacob, it's empty you moron!" Jacob thought to himself as he reloaded. His brain was not putting two and two together all that well right now. He stifled a laugh as Weston's robot barbecued a dog and singed Weston.

Jackal was having little trouble with the dogs. The Crusade had bred these mutts for killing power, not intellignce. One jumped straight at him. He happily obliged it's eagerness with a shotgun shell to the chest. It yelped and was still. He spun, drawing his machete and swinging it in one practiced motion, splitting the head of another mutt in two. He spun back, whirling his machete and killing another dog as it jumped at him. Then, realising he was being left behind, he started running again.

//--Teh Krush17:30, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// Your the MORON! Read Vegas post! He's planting charges at Jerusalem, and he just got a "report on his radio" that we crashed in the middle of nowhere. Idiot!
Run4urLife!17:47, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// Chill man, I was joking. Apparetly, Vegas is the moron. Jerusalem is lit up like a candle. The chances of them gettin in, never mind planting charges are stupidly low. So, Vegas, either change the post, and stop doing impossible things, or I replace the post with one that involves your characters being captured and tortured to death, and undo any efforts you make to have them rescued. Comprendé?
KuHB1aM17:56, 13 April 2009 (UTC) 

"No problem, hun." Holmes said, and turned as a dog lept for his back, latching on and biting into his back. "Shit!!!" Holmes said, and drew his pistol. He threw the dog off, aimed and fired. Three shots, and the dog was silent. "Fucking mutts." Holmes said. He turned to the girl as more dogs appeared. "Unless you have a firearm, hun, it might be wise to step back alittle." Holmes said, and turned his attention to the dogs that had passed both the ghoul and Jacob. "Fucking mutts." Holmes murmured again, and fired four more times, catching three of the dogs in the chest. They each yelped, and died immediatly. Holmes turned as another dog who jumped him got a face full of power fist. The girl was smiling. "Thanks." Holmes muttered.


"I'm good for a little somethin-somethin," she chuckled, while kicking a spiked boot into another dog's eyes, sending it yelping before stomping down on the back of it's neck, causing a sickening crack. "They used to make me fight four or five of these mongrels at a time in the fighting pits in Zanadu," she said. Stefanie calmly drew her .44 and fired into the mouth of another dog, blowing the back of it's head clear. A third lunged at her and it was picked off mid-leap by Holmes. Without a moment to thank him, Stefanie had to duck under yet another dog. She came up underneath it with a tackle, driving it into the ground. Straddling it, she snapped it's neck with her Power Fist. "How many of these little bastards did they release?" she said, as they kept moving.

Vegas adict19:57, 13 April 2009 (UTC)// ahh fuck this i can't be bothered to get back involved in this rp

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 23:01, 13 April 2009 (UTC)

"Too Many!"

Weston said while he was firing a 5 round burst ito a dog running for him. His robot singed him on his leg a little, but he had more thngsto worrry about. Like the fact he was running low on ammo and that dogs were coming in fast. Looking back, he saw three more dogs coming towards him.

"Ceaser! Light 'em up!"

So bossy...

Ceaser hoverd in place and actived his flamethrower, buring three dogs. Weston also stopped and watched, catching his breath. Poor ogs. They were bred for things like these and the Crusade knew that they will problay die, and they have no problem with that. Of course, Weston had no problem with killing them either. After ceser finshed buring the three dogs to a highly carcholizd version of them, they rejoined the group.

Solbur23:29, 13 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Batter up, motherfuckers!"

The distinctive, explosive sound of Impact and the crack of crushed bone rang out in synchrony, followed by the yelping of yet another wounded dog, which had bought itself a one-way ticket through the air into a nearby tree. It collided with the bark (heh, bark!) with a snapping noise, after which point it stopped whining. Strauss threw his arms into the air, Sledge still in hands, and whooped triumphantly, before hearing the pitter-patter of massive paws behind him. He span around 180 degrees, swinging Impact as he turned, and completely missed the dog, which was still several metres away but rapidly closing distance. Damn helmet screwin' with my hearin', he thought, before waiting for the dog to leap at him and then thrusting the bladed end of his hammer towards its gaping jaws. The blade slipped through the roof of its mouth, into its cranium and out the back of its head, and Strauss had to pause and examine the damage dealt before he pushed the carcass off the blade. It jumped right onto a spear! What luck! "Huh. Guess he was hungry." Strauss quipped, his voice saturated with his own supreme wit! "Here, boy!" He called out as he looked for his next would-be attacker. Man, I'm too good at this.

Run4urLife!23:55, 13 April 2009 (UTC) 

Just as Jacob made it to the trees he was slammed to the ground, clotheslined by something he couldn't see. Then he spotted the telltale shimmer of a Stealthboy. Jacob rolled to his feet, movements still groggy. He defended desperately as whoever this was made some pretty sweet moves with a knife that seemed to have a blade at each end of the grip. Just as Jacob finally had the breathing space to launch a counter attack, one of the mutts jumped him, clamping it's ravenous jaws onto his shoulder. Anothe dog clamped onto his thigh. Jacob dropped to one knee under the force of the dogs as they tried to pin him down for the rest of the pack. The attacker deactivated it's stealthboy, revealing the smug face and starched uniform of a CCI special agent.

"Well, my, my, my said the spider to the smaller spider." The CCI agent said smugly. "It's about time we trimmed down the mighty Jacob Vaughton. You have been a thorn in our paw for so long."

The agent drew a sword, the same as the Praetorian version of the SCM Officer sword, and walked toward Jacob with the assuredness of a cat playing with a mouse. Jacob snapped the jaws of the dog on his hip, sending it whimpering away into the night. Then he reached over his shoulder, digging his thumb into the other mutt's eye. It snarled, pulling away slightly. Jacob dropped to the ground and rolled over it, freeing himself from it's grasp. He crushed its head with a conveniently placed rock. The agent circled, then gestured for Jacob to get up. He whirled his sword through his grip as Jacob staggered to his feet. Then the CCI agent made a few flourishes with his sword and advanced on Jacob, who looked on, clutching at his wounded thigh. That kevlar undersuit wasn't much good against the piercing ability of a large dog then. He'd need to find a new one. The agent moved in for the kill.

Jacob jumped back from the man as he slashed and thrusted his weapon at him, landing awkwardly on his injured leg and staggering. Jacob was too far ahead of the others for them to be of any help. The agent made a fatal mistake. He stopped to taunt Jacob.

"You can do better tha- . . ." The agent was cut off by the roar of gunfire as Jacob pulled a .44 revolver and fired twice into the man's chest. Jacob stooped to pick up his dropped M1911 and put it back into one of his duster's myriad holsters. He found a comfortable tree to hide in and waited for the others to make it to the treeline.

--Cerebral plague 00:15, 14 April 2009 (UTC)

Jack was trying to kill the dogs before they got near him, instead of waiting until they were in biting range like the others. He shot one in the face while it got close to the girl. He switched magnums, and stabbed a dog in the neck with a officers sword. He started running towards the tree line, and shot a dog in the neck. He threw his last grenade at a dog, and blew it to pieces.


Stefanie looked around as everyone was starting to make a break for the trees. The group left behind over two dozen dog carcasses and several wounded dogs were whimpering around. A couple of her newfound friends were popping off blind shots for cover, felling wounded animals, and making a break for it. Stefanie had long since holstered her .44. She was low on ammo anyway. Stefanie bounded past the Mr. Gutsy and Weston and headed toward Strauss and the other Mr. Gutsy. Holmes looked like he was way ahead into the woods. Stefanie looked back to see that the others were following, which they were. The ghoul, Riley, and the third man she didn't know were also ahead of her and into the woods. When Stefanie hit the treeline, she skidded to a stop. The big steely guy was kneeling by a tree. Others had gathered around him. He looked like he was a little scraped up, but not too worse for ware. She knelt down with them, hoping to figure out what the plan was.

Run4urLife!13:21, 14 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob stood up. He had spent the last five minutes trying to cut through his kevlar bodysuit to bandage that dog bite. He indicated the direction they should start heading. West-southwest. Towards the DC Ruins. Brotherhood territory. the LVBoS had made good their own escape, so there was no need to worry about them. And once they got to the city ruins, they could get lost and drop out under the radar. After Fairfax, the battle at of the BFR, and all this shit in Jerusalem, the Crusade wouldn't have the manpower to watch all of DC. If they could pull this off, they'd be home and dry.

The most dangerous part of this plan was the mile or so of clear ground between the edge of this skeleton forest and the DC Ruins. Unless it was closer to dawn than Jacob thought. If they were still in this skeleton forest when the sun made its appearance, they were in some serious trouble. These trees, given that they hadn't a leaf between the lot of them, would be more a hindrance than a help if the sun came up. Everyone got up and started moving. They weren't out of the woods yet, not by a long shot. In every sense of the phraze.

Twentyfists20:01, 14 April 2009 (UTC 

Silas looked at Jacob. Jesus, the man looked like shit. In the short time that Silas had known Jacob, he had never once shown any sign of weakness. Sure, he could still probably destroy anything that got in his way, as the bodies of the two dogs and the CCI officer could attest. But regardless, something was wrong.

"Jacob my friend," Silas said, holding out a Stimpack, "Take this. Ya definately fuckin' need it."


Stefanie worried a littlebit as they walked along.She'd never been to D.C. before. Her time in the Capital Wasteland as a slave only allowed her the sight of the master's compound. From what she'd heard the D.C. ruins were no place to be. Super mutants on one street, genocidal zealots on the next, feral ghouls underneath you, and rampant robots guarding the insides of buildings. "Is downtown safer than out here?" she asked the Silas, the man who'd just shown up saying he'd been around Zanadu. "Nothing's safe 'round here lass." the man responded. Now it seemed that the big steely guy was gonna lead them on a sprint over about the next mile of open ground into the ruins. Fortunately, Stefanie was well-conditioned as a result of her workout regime. The big steely guy gave the signal at the edge of the woods, and the mad dash began.

//--Teh Krush00:46, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Adding a dog. Aka, Cat.

Cat was wondering where Riley had gone, he was sitting in the cave for about a day now. So, Cat moved out of the cave through the small dog sized hole that Riley had cut and he was into a small forest. With a bit of walking, he finally found Riley, he was with a few other people now, but nonetheless happy to see him, "Woof Woof!!!" Cat said.

Riley seen his dog Cat running towards them, "Don't Shoot!" Riley exclaimed, "That's my dog!". He knew because of the large backpack it was wearing, "Hehe, looks like you brought me ammo," Riley said as he searched through the bag, he put all the stuff there himself but pretended the dog was smart enough to do so, he then spotted some non-energy weapon ammo and passed it around the group, and then took a bottle of pure water and gulped it down, then continued on his way with the others.

Solbur01:19, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Nice dog." Strauss remarked while running as his plated boots pounded against the dirt. He took a quick glance over his shoulder, confident for once that he would not run into a tree or anything, but to his relief saw no Crusade infantry or dogs heading their way. He looked over at Worthington, who was hovering alongside him and seemed to be giving Cat a threatening stare. Strauss lightly slapped the robot on one of its mechanical eyestalks and continued running.

//--Teh Krush19:38, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// "'Woof Woof!!' Cat said" is the most epic line ever, right?

When Riley finished passing ammo and grenades out to everyone (I'm writing what people got on the talk page), they began to start running through the forest again, the sun was almost up, but they were almost out.

KuHB1aM20:33, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

Captain Thomas climbed out from the wreckage of the tower retreat. His power armor was dusty and dented in several places, he was bleeding from his forehead, and every brigade level commander and above was dead except for him, Chapel, Taggart and Moore. Moore. Where had he gone? More importantly, what had happene since he had been knocked out? It didn't matter, Thomas thought. He was now the ranking officer in the entirety of Jerusalem, and the only surviving one, unfortunately. He had work to do. Those damned wasters had proven Jerusalem could be breached. What would the other wasters do once treasonous thoughts flooded into their heads with the dreams of storming a modern day Bastille? (time for a new rp; the fall of the crusade, heheh. not yet, though, i'm making a backstory for the decline first

Holmes struggled for air as they made it into the D.C. ruins, just as sun broke out and the searchlights of the VTOLs mixed in with the light of day. Holmes breathed heavily as the group headed into a small, crumbling building, everyone tired and still scared shitless. They didn't reveal it, but even Holmes had been alittle nervous. He may have been a WW, but he was still human. Holmes grabbed a stimpak, and jabbed his arm with the med. He felt adrenaline and lifeblood flow back into his veins, and he felt slightly rejuvenated. Holmes talked to Jacob across the room. "Well, we didn't get Moore, but you've fulfilled your end of the bargain, Mr. Vaughton."

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 20:43, 16 April 2009 (UTC)

"Whoa, whoa whoa. What , 'bargian'? Are you telling me that we almost died because of some deal that we did'nt know about? WHAT THE FUCK!"

Weston was obvisouly pissed. For one, he was lied to. 2nd, he was a pawn for someones freedom. Sure, he just took down a giant base, but for what? So Jacob won't owe this bling guy any favors?

KuHB1aM20:50, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"This doesn't concern you, waster." Holmes said. "In fact, take that tone of voice with me again, and you'll find yoursef in a most unfortunate position mangled in several different pieces." Holmes finished. He turned to Jacob. "Your end was fulfilled, as I said. You will not be hunted any longer, as far as HighCom is concerned. Raikov is a different story. He's no longer in charge of the Warrior Weapons as a comander, but if he so much as comes after you, I'll be the one to end him. I believe that's all we bargained on." Holmes said. He turned back to the young man who had bad-mouthed him. "I will shove my fucking gun up your ass and fire it three different times. Then I will take my sword and shove it down your throat and twirl it like a swirly. Don't think because I'm blind that I can't kill you." Holmes said. However, the other wasters were pissed aswell. "Ya know, I want some monetary compensation aswell." The one named Jack said. Holmes drew his pistol, while walking back towards the door. "No." Holmes said, smiling, his pistol still raised.

Twentyfists21:04, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Person'ly, I didn't do this fer money, but I'd agree with the 'ssassin: we just fuckin' helped you purty much take down th' most secure location on th' East Coast, and we git nothin'?"

KuHB1aM21:15, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"We hardly scartched it. You blew up a tower and blew up some stuff on the first of seven bunker levels. We hardly put a dent in them. The only thing we did do that would harm them more than any military offensive was assasinate the leadership. The entire command, including brigade commanders, is now dead, except for Moore and a select few who weren't present. So yes, you get nothing." Holmes said, his pistol still raised at the group. The southern fellow reached for his gun, but Holmes raised his higher. "I wouldn't do that."

Run4urLife!21:16, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I never asked you to come along, you all volunteered. If you have a problem with that, you can say so and I can paint this building with your entrails." Jacob sighed. He flexed his hands, stretching his fingers, producing a series of loud cracks. He looked around at everyone. Even the dog seemed to sense the menace Jacob was yet again emanating. How many people had he killed? Jacob remembered their faces, but not their names. He knew why he killed them. Raiders, Talon Co, Crusade, Enclave and more. Killing the occupants of this room would be a mere trickle compared to that flood.

Jackal shook his head and sat down. He was sick of it. Sick of everything. Every last piece of shit that had gone down since the Crusade made their presence known in the Wastelands. Howard Jones, Bregrod, street battles, skirmishes. Jerusalem and that forest. Everything had gone to shit. His whole life had been turned upside-down so many times he didn't know which way it was supposed to be any more. And now he found out that this was a volunteer job!

Twentyfists21:22, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

"Calm down," Silas said. "I ain't reachin' fer my gun. Like I said, I actu'ly did vol'nteer." He reached across and pulled out his whiskey flask, then took a slug. "Yer a bit of a control freak, ain't ya?" He said after a moment.

KuHB1aM21:26, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes sensed Jacob's anger growing. That was bad. As a warrior weapon, you had almost brotherly links to your classmates, and could sense how they were feeling. Even if he was Enclave, Holmes still had a very miniscule moral compass. He hated everyone in this room, girly excluded along with the small guy and his dog, but Jacob didn't have a right to killing these people aswell. Holmes could hold him for a couple minutes before he finished him off and hunted everyone else. Holmes hoped he didn't have to do that. Holmes holstered his pistol. If he even tried to fire Jacob would rip him to shreds. No, he had to collapse the building maybe, something tricky. But maybe Jacob was right. They were wasters.

Run4urLife!21:33, 16 April 2009 (UTC) 

Jacob shook his head. He didn't have tha energy to empty this room. Well, he did, but he was in no mood to use that energy for violent purposes. He leaned back in his chair and rana hand through his hair. If there was going to be shots fired, he wouldn't be the one to fire first. He stretched out. He needed to sleep. But the time for sleeping would come later. They needed to get out of the city and as far away from Jerusalem as possible.

"Lets move. We need to get out of the city. We need to disappear." Jacob said, standing up and moving towards the door.

Twentyfists21:44, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// I wouldn't downplay everyone else's characters too much, Run. I doubt even Jacob would survive if everyone else just turned and fired at him. They're competent fighters in their own right.

"Alright," Silas said, "but don't go thinkin' that the problem's resolved when it ain't."

Run4urLife!21:52, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Message received. Will endeavour to reduce Jacob's contempt for the entire human race.
//--Teh Krush21:53, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Twenty, I'm just gonna have my dog go crazy on you for a sec, just to remind everyone he is here.. Lol sorry!

Cat started growling viciously, but wasn't looking at either of the Warrior Weapons, instead, he jumped at Silas and tried to rip at his bag, but Riley pulled him off before he could do anything. "Sorry," Riley said, with Silas then checking his bag, which contained a can of Pork n' Beans.

Twentyfists21:58, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Of course, that implies that the people shottig aren't scared of him, and let's face it, he's one scary motherfucker. He gets that moniker when he wipes out entire squads without getting shot. If the fear factor would be removed , he is killable. I imagine he could kill Silas, but everyone in this rp at once...that'd be a major stretch. And Teh Krush, yer mutt better not touch my Pork n' Beans, or else. :)

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 22:03, 16 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston looked at the dog named Cat. A little odd that Riely named the dog Cat, as it might led to some confusion later on down the line.

"So, i guess your Dog likes pork and beans, huh?"

Run4urLife!22:07, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Give him room to move and he'd be fairly capable of nailing most of them before thay could mount effective resistance. But, this being a living room, he'd kill maybe three/four before being filled with ho, steamy lead
//--Teh Krush22:57, 16 April 2009 (UTC)// Yeah, lol, he loves Pork n' Beans.. And yes Silas, my dog WILL eat your Pork and Beans!

"Yea," Riley said as he watched Silas tease Cat with the can of Pork n' Beans, which led to Cat jumping into the air and biting the can, and Silas was now holding Cat by the can of Beans. "Your dog can't have my Pork n' Beans!" Silas yelled as he tried to get Cat off of the can, but Cat then bit deeper and the can exploded around the room, with Pork n' Beans splattered on almost everybody. "Guess he did," Riley said, as Cat licked the beans off the floor and started to lick Jacob. (Lol)

--Weston "Henchmen" Foster 23:31, 16 April 2009 (UTC)

Weston could'nt help but burst out laughing. Dog name Cat bit through a can of Prok and Beans and is going mad licking everyone. Whenever his Laughter seemeed to die down a little, it would start right basck up agian when Cat did something.

"Riely, that is one funny dog."


Stefanie just kinda stood there. There was a gun being pointed in her direction, but that'd happened so many times by now that it didn't make her nervous. Everyone was talking about having volunteered for this job. Oh well Stefanie thought better than being caught and dragged into it. It didn't really matter to Stefanie what these guys did. They all seemed ok to her, but then again, if they all wanted to shoot each other, she couldn't stop them either. When everything had finally calmed down and the big steely guy and Dutchie put their guns away, Riley's dog attacked Silas, craving a can of Pork N' Beans that he had on him. It had spilled everywhere and now she had Pork N' Beans all over her boots. Mmm, Pork N' Beans she thought. Stefanie considered them more or less a delicacy, after eating irradiated slop and water for years as a slave. She gazed longingly into Silas' bag to see if he had another can, while they all were distracted. Nope. She had run out of food on her own. Last thing she'd eaten was some mole rat she'd killed right before being captured. She paused the groups' conversation. "Anyone got any chow?" she said, grinning.

//--Teh Krush11:16, 17 April 2009 (UTC)// Now the ironic part.

"Yeah, I have some salisbury steak if you want," Riley said, then passing the steak to Stefanie. Ironically, the dog didn't bite at it, which made Silas look angry.

Solbur11:39, 17 April 2009 (UTC) 

Strauss leaned back against a wall, eventually allowing himself to slump and sit down. He pulled off his helmet and held it in front of him in both hands, tossing it up once and then catching it. He flipped it around to inspect any damage that'd been done, but it was reassuringly free of scratches. Crusaders hadn't landed any headshots. He placed the helmet to one side and watched Riley's dog, laughing slightly to himself as Cat came over and started licking his boots, which had been splattered by Silas' unceremoniously detonating can of Pork 'n' Beans. He reached over to ruffle the fur on the dog's head before turning to look at Worthington. "Why can't you be as cool as this?" He asked, smirking. If Worthington had a face, it would have dropped into an offended scowl. "Because I am not a pet, Master." Disappointment (or at least what sounded like disappointment, coming from a synthesised voice) lined Worth's tone. "No," Strauss retorted, his smirk steadily expanding into a grin. "you're a pet in denial." Worthington rotated his arms in what Strauss interpreted as frustration.

"Hey, chill. I'm only messing with ya. Quit griping and come over here." He said, and the robot, of course, obliged. Strauss reluctantly got to his feet as Worth hovered over and then opened his storage compartment, feeling quite hungry what with all the talk and explosions of food in the room. He sifted through the junk, eventually retrieving a Mutfruit that had been sitting neglectedly in the corner of the compartment. He began searching for any water, but then remembered he'd given his last bottle of Stefanie. Shame. Would've been nice to have something to drink with this. He leant back against the wall and sank his teeth into the mutant fruit, taking a bite.


Stefanie took a sip of her water as she ate her steak. She noticed Strauss eyeing it. Or was it her? Nope, it was definitely the water. He'd been nice enough to give it to her. "Do you want to share the water?" she asked, "there's plenty left." A sideways grin crossed Strauss' face as she handed him the bottle. "If we were in Zanadu, I'd buy you a drink," she chuckled, "too bad we're not, huh?" She went back to eating her salisbury steak. She wasn't one to complain, but the room smelled like Pork N' Beans, now she had a craving for them. Apparently the D.C. ruins were full of little stores and houses owned by scavengers or abandoned by their residents. She'd have to scrounge some, and find Strauss some more water. She wondered when they'd be moving out of this building. She hoped it'd be soon.

Twentyfists01:46, 18 April 2009 (UTC) 

"I'd love to be gettin' drinks in Zanadu," Silas said. "All thangs cons'dered, it's one of th' best places in Bal't'mer to get a drink. O'course, them gorillers in the Ay-Dubba-Yew-Ay had to go and ruin mah fun. Dirty bastards."

KuHB1aM01:47, 18 April 2009 (UTC) 

Holmes and Jacob sat in opposite corners of the room, watching as the more social members of the group talked, joked, and ate. Yawning, Holmes felt sleepy. Of course, anyone would be sleepy after what him and the group had been through. Silently chewing through an enclave rations pack, he spit the vulgar contents back onto the ground, and drank some water. How had he been reduced to this? He was a shadow of his former self. Before, he could kill anyone he pleased. Well, he could still do that, but less effectively, which was what bothered him. His reactions were sluggish, even if they were still relatively fast. His aim was leff accurate, even if it could still kill and land a headshot easily. For Holmes, it just felt weird. He'd never expierienced fatigue before. It was a new concept to him. Watching Jacob, who watched him back, he turned his head towards his pistol and began cleaning it.

//--Teh Krush01:55, 18 April 2009 (UTC)// Time to cheer the emo Holmes up!

Cat was finally done eating the Pork n' Beans.. almost, so he went to the Holmes character and started licking his face and then ran back to Riley.

KuHB1aM02:00, 18 April 2009 (UTC)// thanks,now i dont have to wash my face

"Stupid dog!" Holmes said, annoyed. Damned mutt. Now he had stupid mutated dog slober all over his face. Disgusting. Placing his newly cleaned and oiled pistol back in it's holster, he stepped towards the door, his hand on his hip. Leaning against his doorway, he watched from a distance as Crusade VTOLs continued the search for Jacob's gang of jolly rogers. Holmes stepped outside for a moment, He needed some air.

//--Teh Krush02:01, 18 April 2009 (UTC)// My dog isn't "that" mutated! It's like a scavengers dog or dogmeat.


Stefanie chuckled as Holmes got flustered and walked out because of Cat. He was always to serious she thought. Stefanie quickley stifled her laughter as she looked out the window to see a Crusade Vertibird swooping in the distance to the north. The Crusade was still looking for them. They needed to move deeper into D.C. Hopefully get some more supplies as they went. Stefanie didn't want to keep mooching off of other people. She wished theywere back in Zanadu. There she had enough resources and pull to treat friends to a good time. Unfortunately in Zanadu, friends were tough to come by. She wondered where they were headed. She heard something about a place called Rivet City? She'd heard about it, but had never been there. Or maybe the Citadel, the war-ravaged base of the Capital Wasteland Brotherhood of Steel. Hopefully they'd be getting lost soon though. She'd feel much better about getting away from the Crusade if they were actually doing it.

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