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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 12:45 am
Journal #2 of
BOS Senior Initiate Souske Sagara
Current State: Pennsylvanian
Temp Base of Operations: Mutie Town (Name unknown, Pennsylvania)
It's been days since I last wrote into this journal as I continued my way eastward searching for any traces of raiders, no luck. After days of travel I come across across a town, fully loaded with life only to be surprised that the inhabitants were a mixture of ghoul and mutant populations, I only saw at least two dozen humans in this town. The reception I got was hostile at first... but then things calmed down after they soon realized I wasn't a raider. As it turns out a bunch of raiders just recently came by the town and practically killed, tortured, and stole from the local inhabitants, while a few were just barely able to defend their. They asked me who I was, not wanting to reveal my BOS status and possibly have some raider spy reveal my position, I just gave them the answer that I was just a Wanderer. They were skeptical at my answer but accepted it nonetheless. I as a soldier of the Brotherhood it was my duty to purge the irradiate landscapes of the unclean, but after having a mutant fight along side me as a brother in arms I considered staying around and helping the inhabitants with their raider problem.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 6:42 pm
He walked toward the door, blinked and took aim with is scoped AK-47. He saw a scurrying creature in the distance an quickly shot it down.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 3:30 am
(( continued from motorpool and reaserch lab ))
Since Lyana was unable to join, Brutus sighed and drove off. He decided to head south since he had heard that there was a large raider party there. The blue Highwayman was like a dream. It was able to sit him fairly comfortably and was more roomy than any APC or humvee he rode in. He turned on what appeared to be the radio. Surprisingly music began to blast out of it. He tunred the music up even higher and drove off into the wastes. If a big 'ol mutant driving a blue highwayman blasting rock and roll dosent attract bandits then i dont know what will. he thought to himself. Sure enough after oly about an hour of driving, a motorcycle appeared in the distance. Brutus reduced his speed so that the cyclist could catch up. In no time he and the cycleist were in sync with eachother. The bandit's look of terror was pricless as he realised it was a mutant driving such a great vehicle. Brutus swearved into the bike, cruching it under the car and forcing the man onto his lap. Brutus then looked down and smiled. "Nighty night." He had the needler in his other and and was fiddling with it, remembering he forgot to saw off the trigger gaurd. He tossed it aside and hit a presure point on the squirming and terrorfied bandit's neck, forcing him into unconsiousness. Brutus stopped the car and took a look at any damages. There was a little paint missing on the driver's door, but he could fix that himself. He took a look at the needler and decided it would be easier if he took the needles and put the liquid inside some of the empty syringes he found on the bandit. He had 2 full syringes and some needles left over. Brutus got back in the car and began to head southward once again. "One down, 2 to go."
(( To be continued ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:31 pm
Brutus drove for another long period of time, he lost track and his mediorce inteligence made it hard for him to tell time. The sun was begining to set and Brutus stunbled upon a small raider camp. 5 raiders could be seen in the distance, so Brutus turned the radio off and floored the vehicle. He soon drove right into the tents of the camps. 2 of the raiders were run over, thier guts and blood covering the front wheels of the tires. One raider took out an AK-47 and started spraying several bullets in Brutus' direction. A few bullets were wedged into his chest, but he shruged off the pain. Brutus slammed on the breaks and got out of the vehicle. He charged the AK-47 wielding raider and managed to break his right leg with a might kick to the knee. The raider fell over, and brutus injected him with one of the vials of knock-out stuff, then used a few stim packs on him so he wouldnt die. The remaining raiders were nowhere to be found. They must of turned tail and fled. Brutus though to himself. He picked up the unconsious raider and walked back to the car. efore he could react, both raiders jumped up and attacked him. One wielded a knife and the other shot at him with a colt .45. The one with the knife sank his blade into Brutus' massive right arm, and the other shot Brutus in the chest twice with his colt. Brutus dropped the raider in his arms and beat the living s**t out of the raider whose knife stuck into his leg. After a few swift but deadly blows to the head and neck, the raider fell. Brutus picked the knife out of his leg ane threw it at the other raider, missing him completely but causeing him to duck for cover. Wieldin the alreadyt dead raider at his feet as a club, he ran around the other side of the car and beat the other raider with hsi own companion. Brutus looked at the carnage he had created. He loaded the unconsious raider and the barely alive raider into the car, where he administered the dieing raider with several stims and then a knock out vial. Brutus then looked at the dead. One of the raiders he ran over had his skull splatered into several pieces. The other had his legs flatted. the sliced off the head of the raider with the head with the retrieved knife he threw. He wraped the head in some cloth he found and put it into the car. "I guess thats it then....." Brutus got into the car and began heading back to the bunker.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 9:47 pm
His blood pulsed throughout his body. His mind, although lacking most comprehension of basic logic was being driven into fear. He could lose himself to his own primal acts. He waited as the vehicle drove beside him with its engine loud and rattling. The other vehicles encircled him. They looked like ravaged relics of the past.
A human slowly opened his door that led into the circle. The scouter came to a sputter and then a halt. In the mans hand was a recently found object. It looked like some weapon... more so a long ranged sniper rifle. Adus never payed too much attention to these precise weapons since he could never really use one himself.
He came out as the rest of the raiders pulled out a variety of different weapons ranging from shot guns to submachine guns. A man came out from the back of the scouter. The scouter must of been modified to treat the man to such accomidations. And after him came 3 other individuals dressed in different attire decorated with a variety of skulls and pieces of scrap.
"Do we kill him!?" One of the raiders shouted loudly as the rest of the raiders wooted. Adus clenched his fist as the pistons in his gloves hissed. "Wait..." One last individual stepped out in the cluttered scouter. It was a tall man with bright blonde hair and a bright blonde short beard. He was wearing armor that looked like it had been taken off of a brother hood Squire. Adus wasn't keen on many armors so he put his cluttered thoughts to the side.
"What happened mutant and we won't kill you. You must have some brains in that jar head of yours." Adus looked at the man mocking him. Their leader he presumed. "I don't know." The raider shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk... mustn't hold any secrets from us now." Adus looked down and looked back at the ravaged body of the women. She was known as the Widow Maker. When he put two and two together she did have a lover. "Darius..." Adus looked back at the man. It was one of the more well known raiders. "Darius, I've had nothing to do with this." Adus felt a bit proud to be able to put those things together. He wasn't the brightest but he was trying.
"What are you mutant?" Darius spotted the mark of the brotherhood. He could see it on his right arm. Adus wore the brotherhoods symbol with a discrete respect. He was no fanatic but he respected the brotherhood.
"Brotherhood meat head? Huh... never thought to see the day! What are you, retired?" Adus shook his head. "I'm a scout." Darius broke into laughter mocking Adus. Adus took one step foreward and Darius stopped. "Okay I get. I'm hurting your feelings." A man shouted a cry on the fringes of the circle. "Darius! we got company! and they're bigguns!" Darius looked at Adus with a look in his eye of sheer glee to make a mockery of this delightful super mutant.
Adus glared at him as Darius escaped into his vehicle. The rest of the raiders left and Adus soon looked towards the east. His eyes widened revealing his pupils. It was a legion of supermutants or atleast to his eyes. So many supermutants and he was alone.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:04 pm
It became more clear as day turned into night. Their eyes gleamed as the sky turned red and then into night. Adus didn't know what to do since he had no place to hide in this open area. He watch them approach and soon they halted. Like a mass horde of moving flesh and stench they soon stood in front of him. They did not attempt to get the raiders but instead looked closely at Adus.
"YOU! you got dem mastas?" The massive ogrish looking brute said in what reminded few people of armor fitted for a gladiator. He held a huge crude looking axe. His body still caked in blood as well as the vindicator slung over his massive growth he called a back. "No..." Adus was confused. He couldn't understand the speech. "He tryin to say das you gotta come with us or we kill you." A smaller mutant said beside him. He had a horrible slur compared to the big guy in front of Adus. "WE! gonna REBEL we gonna WIN!" The big one let out a war cry and riled his small battalion up. There was only 20 but one could say 20 was enough. The big one glared at Adus's arm seeing the mark. The mutant could remember that mark anywhere.
"You workin for THEM! THEY don't TREAT you like WE treat YOU! WE got DEM..." The big one thought for a moment "WOMENS. They big enough for you." The mutant said with an oafish smile. He was trusting but it must of been because Adus was a supermutant. Adus became confused with his thoughts. He would like to be around people like him... but it wasn't right. He made the sacrifice to maybe never be able to find a mate like in the books he had read before. His life was not ment to be a fairytale. He shook his head but a thought came across him. "YOU no want WOMENS?" Adus nodded. "I can't go."
Adus did not notice but some mutants had begun to surround him and before he knew it. "BAD choice BROTHA!" Adus fell unconcious. His head span quickly as he tried to gather himself.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:21 pm
Adus awoke slowly. He tried to lift himself but felt as if he would collapse. His body was cut up and bruised. He sat up in a pit of sand. His weapons hung on a chain on the ceiling. He was tall enough to reach it since his head almost grazed the top. He could see an opening further down the chamber. He soon heared shouting in english. Crude but shouting non the less. They called out something "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT" All in different ways but the booming sound rang. The sand seeped from the steel roof. He approached the opening. He could see bars running on the top to prevent him from escaping.
Two large mutants with hoods covering their hideous faces opened up the cage as Adus climbed out. The crowd roared in a want for blood. A bunch of mutants lined what seemed like the remanants of a stadium of the world before. Adus looked around seeing the poisonous sun glaring at him. He had 3 days to get back to base or he would be stuck here if they didn't know about this. So many mutants in one place is just calling for trouble. One the other end where two massive rad scorpions. Adus chuckled a bit. He had tango with these bastards too much to be frightened.
"I BRING YOU OUTSIDER!" The crowd cheered and wanted to see how good the brotherhood mutant fought. He put on his bandileer of throughing knives and slid his gloves on as the rad scorpions approached him. A male and female and they where gigantic. He pulled out his left machete and drew a throwing knife in his right. Adus grinned with that look he had always before a fight. The crazed look that beserkers where known to have in an age long forgotten. A lust for blood driven by his degraded brain. No matter how civilized he was he accepted that he was a killing machine. He loved to feel the sting of a rad scorpion. Of course he wouldn't get as far as he used to. He began to go crazed seeing that he was cornered into a fight and let out a roar so loud that it overshadowed the crowds cheers.
He threw his extra large knives to match his hands as the scorpions got into range. His first missed and flew so fast it got stuck in the steel wall on the other side of this shrunken stadium. He threw another one at the female and stuck it in the head. The female squirmed only for a moment as Adus threw another knife before the male approached as it sunk into the females open leg joint. He knew they had a tough carapace and he would have to wrestle with this buggers this time.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:45 pm
Adus's huge hand clenched three knives at once and threw them swiftly towards the male. They all three simply grazed the scorpions thick carapace. Adus drew his other machete and began to circle the male as the female was occupied by his lazer sharpened throwing knife in its leg joint.
The scorpion snipped towards Adus's massive lage and Adus drew his leg back only to get his other caught in the crushing claw of the scorpion. He drove his one machete into the claw as a sickening cracking of crapace resounded over the peoples cheering. The scorpion struck with its venemous tail as Adus swung with his other machete and knocked it to the side. With great effort as both machetes where on the same side now of the tail he swung up. He could feel his sore battered body ache terribly but it was worth it then getting a stink from a Rad Scorpion. Both swords exploited a crack in the tails carapace and shattered a section of the male scorpions tail as it fell to the ground. Adus struck with both machetes into the hed of the male scorpion as the female struck with its tail.
The female partially blind missed as the stinger nearly grazed Adus's behind. Adus looked at the other scorpion with a lustful eye. He wanted to kill her and he could feel it. He roared at it like a wild animal. When he approached it he fell noticing that his leg was caught in the claw of the other scorpion he looked up at the menacing female. Her stinger struck again as Adus got up quickly unphased by his folly. Still knelt he swung up as the stinger was knocked to the side. Adus painfully drug his foot. His eyes gleamed for one moment. The sensation of combat was like a drug. He knew he would never experience love but for the brotherhood he would always experience this and this was his life. The female scorpion snapped at Adus and Adus swung so hard that the female inside claw brock off. Adus stomped on the head of the scorpion as it writhed in pain his massive foot shoving the knife deeper and deeper into the females head. Its carapace began to give way until only a splatter of insect matter splattered as Adus continually stomped on its head.
All was quite as Adus looked up. The sun hindered his vision but he could see a massive being. So large he wasn't sure it was human but it was speaking. "YOU LIVE OUTSIDER. YOU GONNA KEEP FIGHTEN TIL YU DIE. LIKE RIGHT NOW." The crowd cheered to see their favored fighter and leader of the battalion he encountered walking into the stadium. He walked down long and jagged steps. His armor clanked against the steel steps and his battle axe gleamed with a rusty glow. The two men who released Adus took his weapons and when that was done they handed him a large crude looking cleaver the size of his arm. Both weapons where made crudly but they would be the device of someones demise. Adus looked at the mutant weary. He could feel his razor sharp teeth grit against his gums. This was going to be no fight like he ever experienced.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 7:43 am
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Stepping away from the watchtower, Jonny begins to walk into the distance. As he is going he gets a quick glimpse of his past life. "That was weird", he said in a mumbled voice. His GPS shows that creed is still further away. So he keeps walking.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 12:16 pm
((from watchtower))
Kurt walked through the base doors and pulled his AK-47 up to his chest. He slowly walked forward and looked out onto the wastelands. I wish I had help. Kurt thought to himself. Quickly, Kurt saw a raider. He ran forward as fast as he could. When he got to the raider, he jump kicked it in the face. As it fell, he shot three rounds, point blank, in the raiders face. It was just a scout. He ran back into the base to warn the Commanders.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 5:57 am
Finds himself wandering into the watchtower and sees kurt running back. Now known simply a Ian he pushed a small button in the wall which sounded an alarm deeper within the facility. He ran out to a defensive line of sandbags and held his rifle up scouting as bet as he could. He didn't like that he was using a hunting rifle when he was trained for something far more advanced but now was no time to complain. He adjusted sights for wind and sun tint. All that waseft was the enemy to cme in view. at a drastic 700 meters his fist shot dropped one never to be seen whether it was dead or not. "One shot one kill." He mumbled to himself already readying his front sighting posts on the next raider.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 3:47 pm
GalaxyCommander Finds himself wandering into the watchtower and sees kurt running back. Now known simply a Ian he pushed a small button in the wall which sounded an alarm deeper within the facility. He ran out to a defensive line of sandbags and held his rifle up scouting as bet as he could. He didn't like that he was using a hunting rifle when he was trained for something far more advanced but now was no time to complain. He adjusted sights for wind and sun tint. All that waseft was the enemy to cme in view. at a drastic 700 meters his fist shot dropped one never to be seen whether it was dead or not. "One shot one kill." He mumbled to himself already readying his front sighting posts on the next raider. ((I believe, you have posted this in the wrong area. I might be wrong, but it says that you are in the watchtower, so you should probably post this in the Watchtower sub forum.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 6:01 pm
Kurt yelled up to Tom, "Whats taking you so long?"
Then he heard footsteps. He quickly turned around and saw a scout rushing to him. He lifted his AK-47 and shot the raider down.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 6:02 pm
((From the Watchtower))
A second thud and the ringing of gunfire announced the death of a second raider.
Following Kurt down from the Watchtower, Tom straightened the AK on his back and touched the wrench at his hip, as though to reassure himself. "Lead on," he muttered, pulling a stained scarf up to keep the dust from his nose and mouth.
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