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 Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 5:49 pm
Sector 2Primary Race: None Places of Significance: Population Size: 9000 Information: This area is dominated by the valley and as such most of Sector 2 is plains. To the east there are mountains, which are forested. Picture:
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 9:25 pm
Area 2 just outside of paradise the man known as Vagabond beds down in some bushes. He is tired, and drained from the use of his new cloaking ability. He couldn't understand what was wrong. He had stood there talking to them and watching them while using it, but the moment he started to move it became very taxing on his endurance. " It must be to taxing to mimic all those colors when I ....." he mumbled before drifting off.
( Hey SWK I forgot to mention Vagabond can't see inside and know about all your cells. He smells dead skin cells in the air. So a robot with a human based skin would smell the same as a vault dweller with no rads. I'm just guessing Aliens would have run into creatures that tell each other in that manner and can mimic their smell as well as their forms. It's the lack of rad poisoning that tipped Vaga off. Any human living in a Post Nuclar world would have at least minor Rad poisoning. So I would think skinned robots change their skin when it wears out, and an alien would not consider something so simple to give them away.)
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 9:27 pm
Running running. Smell the pray. Taste the blood.
Its old and stale but its food. desperate desperate hunger. Must eat. Eat or die. Rotten bad meat but still meat. It EATS! WE EAT!
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:14 pm
Vagabond awoke in a pile of body parts. Yet there was little blood on him. He felt like he had eaten a great meal of rancid meat and his breath stank of the grave. " What have I been eating?" He asked him self.
" Zombies Boy. zombies." Came a voice from a nearby RV. "Aint never seen nothing like that. There we was all set to get eaten by those zombies and you come ripping out o nowhere and just start tearing into em." At this a gnarled old woman holding a shotgun stepped out of the RV. At her side was a frightened little girl. " I'm Granny and this is my little Sally, and i want to thank you for taking out those things."
Vagabond was at a loss. He had no memory of what the old woman was talking about. " your welcome?" he answered. " O good ya do got manners boy. I was worried you was gonna eat us up, but I figure anything that can kill and eat a bunch of those things bare handed aint going down from little ol me." At this she turned and went back into the RV. " Come on in I got tea on"
Vagabond entered behind her and sat down at the table. " There ya go. A nice cup of green tea. Now what brings ya out to Sacramento Mr......?"
Sacramento? He had an idea of the land scape from Bob but that was a great deal away from where he had been. How many Days had he been out? How had he traveled so far? He didn't like any of the answers that came to mind. " Im traveling mam" he answered uncertainly. " O yer a traveler like me and little Sally. We are on our way to SanFran." The old woman rambled on about the troubles of traveling and about someone named Edgar while Vagabond rested and drank the tea. Truly tea was a marvel.
"Anyway your a mess boy. Why not use our shower and help your self to any of my boy Edgar's old cloths." Hearing this he excused him self and took a shower. Feeling refreshed and far less sick from his meal he tried on a Red shirt, a leather jacket and a study looking pair of boots. " Don;t you look spiffy. just like my boy Edgar used to before the war took him and left me with only Sally to remember him by."
Looking to the sky she let out a deep sigh " I tell ya I worry for my little Sally. I'm not a spring chicken. I don't think I'll be able to get her to SanFran before I leave this world. Good lord knows Its all I want just to get her there where there are good people and maybe a nice place I can leave her." At this Vagabond got an Idea.
" Mam There may be something I can do to help you. If it works it would be of even more help to me. Would you agree to allow me to try?"
Looking at him like he was an angle the old woman replied" If it would let me get Sally to SanFran you could make me have to dance naked through a field full of zombies and I wouldn't say no." Smiling he walked up to her and violently jammed his finger into her ear up to the last knuckle. " just sleep and wake to a better world." with that he lowered her to the floor and began to work.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:44 pm
Her Cells were a mess and her memories of little use but Vaga had a mighty need to see if he could make something whole again and he would not attempt it for the first time on an unwilling subject.
It seemed simple at first to remove the radiation. He just need to mimic the organ in his own body that converted it to extra energy. Her condition improved greatly within moments of adding the organ, but the cellular damage from years of Rad poisoning was much harder to reverse. The minor mutations fought back like trapped rats and refused to convert to useful tissue. Finally he faced the fact that he would have to dump the cancer cells as waste. He took her into the kitchen and made her eat all she could hold.
Vaga then concentrated the mutant cells into her pancreas and reduced it to waste. As he rebuilt what he was forced to remove he remembered his promise to help her get to SanFran.
Well he had got what he wanted. The knowledge that he could "Fix this World". It didn't take that long to make her wish come true. With that accomplished he withdrew from her brain repairing his entrance scars as he went.
Now back in his own body he noticed the little girl watching him. It wouldn't do not to help her too.
Several hours later he left the RV and set off on the road to this Sacramento Granny had mentioned. He felt he had done real true good for the world . The girl now carried a Radiation eating organ much like her Granny and it would easily be passed to her children. The child would make it to the new city. He had made sure of that. It was a start, but that way would take to long and left him to easy to ambush while he worked. But one took what victories one could get.
The next day the Woman and her Grandchild awoke. As little Sally looked around as if trying to understand what had happened Granny remembered her deal. Standing on legs that were to strong she easily made her way to the bathroom and vomited black goo into the toilet. As she wiped her mouth she beheld herself in the mirror. The person staring back at her was not the gnarled old woman but a radiant beauty that strongly resembled Granny in her youth. But Granny had been a skinny thing. This woman was well muscled with dark beautiful long hair and the eyes of a predator. With this body she could start a new life in SanFran for her and Sally easy. " Hey my little Sally why don't ya call me Momma from now on. I don't thing Granny fits anymore."
Entering into Sacramento Vagabond first words in many miles were taken from little Sally's memories. "And They Lived Happily Ever AFTER."
( I hope you enjoyed the first Vagabond short story. After some RP sessions I may do one. Is that ok SWK?)
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 9:11 pm
( looks like I'm back here already. didn't expect the next story to be ready to start so soon but it fits now.. once again this is more of a short story RP fest with my own sub plot. Comments would be cool.)
[After his battle with the crawler in Sacramento]
The wind battered the ruins. It's waling sound accompanied by the moans of the herd of zombies milling about the former hotel's courtyard. They had been gathering for almost 2 weeks now while Vagabond recovered. While the zombies had not attempted to attack him yet Vaga had take precautions and slept on the 10 floor which lacked and easy means of accent. The stairs had all given way and he had destroyed any means for a person of average agility to get any higher then the 9th floor.
After his fight with the robotic scorpion crab thing he had waited in this building; praying off the abundant zombies. Their rotting organic material had been enough for him to grow a new arm, and what an arm it was. It looked a lot like the old one but it acted oddly. There was a hole now in the center of his palm. It was a very odd new development. He still had no idea what it was for. Heading down to the lobby he decided to grab a snack.
The Zombie didn't know anything really except hunger. That was all it was. Hungry. So when it saw the tasty tube hanging from above; it didn't ask questions it just tried to get a bite. It was standing directly below the tube when it's tasty prize descended and constricted about its head. As the zombie was lifted up it's head was slowly crushed between the restricting walls of the tunnel of flesh and bone.
Vagabond pulled the zombies head from it's body and threw it back down into the lobby to lie with the head from the others he had eaten. As he began to eat what was left of the zombie he though over the one use he had found for his new appendage. The hole in his palm could apparently expand to about the size of a basket ball. The tunnel it formed ran down the whole length of his arm. When extended thus his fingers would just spread to the sides of the hole and refuse to bend. Sticking out like rods. He knew from looking within that the new tunnel was related to his radiation absorbing organ but when he attempted to use the organ with the arm on a zombie nothing happened. He had tried aiming it like a gun, encasing parts of them, and even beating them with the tunnel arm all while venting energy from the organ and nothing had happened.
It was a tremendous waste of energy that only managed to tire him. However the tunnel was good at capturing zombies but it still had yet to catch a single raccoon. He had really wanted to catch something fresh but nothing living was dumb enough to fall for the tunnel trap. Still frustrated at his failure to figure out how to use his new arm he saved the zombies legs for morning and went to bed.
( End part one.)
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 9:40 pm
Vagabond slept on the broken roof top of the hotel as was his custom. He loved a good breeze and the stars shining down on him. Tonight his sleep was troubled. It was filled with visions of slaughter. He saw people being lined up to drink the blood of an angel. He saw a house burning with a girl dancing in the ashes. He saw an endless blackness that made the other visions look like paradise.
Wake UP!
Vagabond shot awake at a voice in his ear. It had sounded like someone gargling glass. But it had clearly told him to awake. He heard two heavy thumps from across the roof. As he rose to investigate something hit him in the shoulder. It burned. Tearing it from himself he realized it was a bone.
The tip that had hit him was red hot. What was he fighting?
" Ley brothers Rend the unholy ones body and let us offer his flesh to the Exalted one this night"
At this two hulking figures rushed from the shadows. Their size didn't slow them at all. Any ruins that got in their way were demolished easily. The first one aimed a blow at his head that would have pulped it; had he not rolled into the punch. Riding up the giants arm he wrapped his legs around the things head as he passed. It's neck snapped with a satisfying crack.
As he landed Vaga noted that the creature that was easily 10 feet tall yet had a perfect human head . He didn't have time to question it as the second giant had been right behind his fellow. The man was huge and fast. It was much like fighting a highly intelligent gorilla. He dodged another head shot and was amazed when his nose started bleeding from just the wake of the punch.
He couldn't let this fight go to long. Vagabon leaped back out of reach. He landed in a sort of hunched stance and motioned for the brute to come again. As it reached him Vaga slid under its arms and drove his knuckles into its chin sending shards of bone into its brain. Just to make sure it was dead he stepped to the side and drove his back into it with enough force to send it flying off the edge of the roof some 30 feet away.
His victory was short lived as several flaming bones came at him from the darkness. He dived behind some rubble as it was pelted with the odd missiles.
" Who are you and why do you want me dead? yelled Vaga.
"We have no words for you demon" Came a yell in the darkness.
Vaga truly loved idiots. They had told him right where they were. Now they paid for hurting him. Dashing out of the ruble at high speed and dodging several more fire spikes he saw them. Two winged men in robes holding burning bone spikes in both hands. They were standing next to the remains of an antenna. As he approached the two angels Vaga wished he had a video camera to tape what he was going to do.
He reached the antenna towers base and didn't stop. Griping the rungs with his toes he ran straight up the side at top speed. He took a few more spikes in the arms but it was worth it. When he reached the top; he back flipped off and caught one of the winged bastards with his heal in the head. He carried the angel down with him. He landed with both feet on it's head. Brains and teeth flew in all directions. Pulling the fire spikes in his arms out he felt great " Totally worth it. Hahahaha. You ready to die up there?"
Despite his rush from killing the first one he had no idea how to get to angel number 2. It was staying away from the roof so he couldn't hit it and he didn't think he could throw a spike back at that distance. So he tried something new.
John was appalled. The demon had killed not only ley brothers Francis and Innocent, But had managed to dispatch his fellow angel Gabriel . He would not make the same mistake. He would wear down the accursed thing if it took a week. John would circle and snipe and hound the thing until it died and he took it back to the holy one. Feeding another Holy arrow into his hand from the pouches that the holy one had placed in his arm John prepared to attack the demon. As the arrows flew threw the air something odd happened. instead of dodging as he had the other arrows the demon stood his ground and pointed his arm at John. The arrows barely missed it's head but John didn't notice. Before his eyes the Things left arm opening like the mouth of a great snake.
Suddenly the world went crazy. He was falling. Vomiting. The ground rushing up to meet his. What had hit him? He had seen nothing. Where had the attack.....blackness.
It had done something? Vagabond was astounded. What had happened. He had pointed the new arm tunnel at the angel and tapped his energy organ. There was the usual draining rush but this time the target had fallen. Did this thing just not affect zombies? What was his new arm?
Vaulting down the side of the building to get to the angel before any of the zombies he found that it was still breathing. As his index finger separated into a thousand roots of Stem cells he smiled. Answer time.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 9:58 pm
Emptiness. Nothing. There were no memories anywhere. This thing lacked a mind? If it had no mind how did it talk? Vagabond ripped the mind apart looking for thoughts. There was nothing. He was about to give up when he noticed something near the spine. A lump of stem cells. It something like his own mind probe. Maby he could tap into......
PAIN ripping AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
He came back to the world. his finger had been cut cleanly off. Vagabond looked up from the ground at a figure hovering above him. " Who Are You? Another angel wanting his wings clipped?" The figure laughed. It was a sound like bells chiming in the wind.
I? I am the savior of all left in this place. From me shall come an Eden in the Sky. I have come to avenge those you have slain. Today and long ago. NOW DIE!!! At this the Lord angel Darted forward on a stream of fire. Spearing Vagabond throught the chest with a sword he lifted him into the air. " b*****d....I'll....kill you." Rasped Vaga through lungs unable to draw breath. " He grabbed the hand holding the sword with one hand. From his position he could see the New angel's face was covered in tattoos and his great wings were black against the morning sky. It was the actual structure of the face the truly drew him in. He knew that face.
The Great Angel placed a hand to Vaga's head and spoke My name is Exalted. If you survive do not let me see you again. Goodbye.....brother. At this fire Engulfed Vagabond's body. He dropped like a shooting star into a forest and lay there for a long time. Slowly the sword in his chest was forced up and the wound closed about it. Days passed as he healed enough to seek food. When he awoke His first though was. " Why does he have my face?"
(here ends my second short. We exit now to Claremont)
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 4:23 pm
And so they traveled south and had a surprisingly safe journey with no zombies and they only saw raiders and other bandits from a distance.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 4:27 pm
Sage seem to have a bounce in her step now that they were closer,"Just a bit further and we will be able to see my home from a distance, we cna get me some much needed updates as well as get more supplies."
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 5:37 pm
Cedric wasn't exactly looking forward to visiting a colony of robots, but he had no where else to go, so he followed them none the less.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 6:34 pm
Sage darted at a fast speed to the top of a hill and said,"See you can see it from....here...." She stopped. The place was crumpled down adn it looked like it had been on fire at one point of time. "Wha...what happened?" She ran towards it with no fear of any of the dangers most likely lurking there. Sage was jsut horribly confused on what could have happened at her place while she was gone.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 7:10 pm
Cedric, worried and confused now, chased after her. He readied his weapon and kept a look out for enemies.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 9:11 pm
"Sage, wait up!" Kayla called after her, hoping to slow her down. She ran after them, but stopped at the top of the hill. Gazing down, she saw the crumpled mess of what was Sage's home. "Oh no..." With that, she followed them clumsily, her senses on high alert.
( Oh, if there's anything that Kayla should hear/see/smell can you PM me or post and OOC cause she's suppose to be sensitive to those kind of things and it kinda doesn't seem like it when things sneak up on her >.> )
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 12:23 pm
While the others ran forward Vagabond kept to the rear. Coming up behind them she noted the wreckage " O yay. "
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