Fallout: Wasteland Survival [Inactive]

It was the second she heard the creak of the door that she pushed herself further within the darkness of the facility. Facinating. . I've probably made more sounds than I had expected. . Akumu thought, unstrapping her rifle. This customed rifle was known as the gauss rifle but after a few modifications, the power of the shot and the feel of it was far different. It wasn't long before she was ready to exterminate whoever was mistakingly following her. The dog, on the other hand, remained on guard, baring its teeth within the darkness.


"Alright, little rat. . .let's play. ." Akumu muttered to herself, lowering herself towards the shadows. On the other hand, she realized that beforehand, she spotted two men. Was this just one of them, or did they decide to come investigate the facility together?
 
(@Annie NL I think superchocomilk wants us to make characters with the format he made. A shame about the slave though :( )


Malakai continues on very carefully, keeping an eye out for booby traps or mines. The last time he stepped into a trap, he lost the helmet to his power armor. He is listening intently for any sound. Not even the track wheel on a protectron was whirring. Whoever was in here must have cleared the building. He lightly taps the handguard on his rifle and half jokingly talks to it. "Easy, girl..." He pushes foreward, a sour feeling in his stomach as he enters a room with a bunch of screens showing feeds from security cameras around the building. He curses to himself because he now realizes that he was probably being watched the whole time. As he stands in the doorway, a hundred plans race through his mind and he decides to gamble. "Are you friend or foe?" He asks into the darkness.


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(It's fine, you can have NPCS to do whatever you what with You just can't express their thoughts. If you want to express a characters thoughts, you'll have to make them a character sheet. That's all!. Oh, and Colin Moriarty is dead too.)


Lone Wanderer Update: The Lone Wanderer is headed for Galaxy News Radio.
 
It was funny. To think that she was going to reply to the faint voice she heard not too long ago. Whatever she was going to say, it had better count.


"Friend or foe, eh?" The girl said with a soft laugh. "I am not friend nor foe. Depends on who I'm speaking to. . You part of the Enclave security scouters?" This time, her voice was intended to be a bit more serious. Whether this guy was an ally or just some other wastlander that seeked caps, she was all ears. Akumu's companion let out a soft and low snarl, flickering its ears slightly in response to the unfamiliar voice. All it took for the girl was to hold out her hand as a signal for 'don't attack yet' and she waited for a reply.


Rifle in hand and crimson eyes piercing the shadows, she awaited a response still.


"Carefull. . you don't want to piss off something that can eradicate your existance in less than half a minute. ." The girl was dead serious and at this point, she was ready to shoot anyone that crossed her the wrong way.
 
The sound of a female's voice caught him by surprise. For some reason in his mind the looter would either be a man or a robot. He carefully analyzes what she said. He knows she can see him because she referenced his power armor. Without moving his head, his eyes scan the room. The sound of a dogs growl sent shivers down his spine. He really hated the abominations of the wasteland, hopfully this animal wasn't irradiated. He keeps his weapon pointed into the room as he replies, "I hold ties to no one but myself." He slowly backs out of the room, and presses his back against the doorpost, hiding him from view. He puts his rifle on his back and unholsters his plasma pistol with one hand, taking a frag grenade in the other, ready to clear the room should things go badly.


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"Well?" her voice was taunting and if he didn't respond soon, she was sure to put a bullet through his head. "Didn't think wastelanders were so hesitant to relply to a simple question. You part of those Enclave or not, tough guy?"


Akumu clenched her rifle and laughed softly, closing her eyes for a second. She listened for anyone else and as far as she heard, there was only one person, was there? This time, she was being a bit more casuall with someone who would cause her trouble. Keeping herself clear from the protuding light, she pushed herself from the ground, remaining within the shadows for now.


"Mirelurk got your toungue?" Course, growing up in a dead on wasteland within a lab in a base, she's encountered pretty much every irratiated thing besides a cat. So for now, she used words that based off of her own encounters.
 
He hears the sounds of footsteps...more precisely two, falling to the ground. He now knows she is at ground level. His instinct kicks in and he silently pulls the pin on the grenade. He cooks the grenade in his hand while he replies. "I'm no enclave slave, not that it matters much anymore." He tosses the grenade into the room and covers his ears. His hearing is shot anyway from growing up with the boomers. He is no stranger to explosions, however he would prefer not to go deaf before age 40. Suddenly, he remembers the dog. She might not be quick enough to run out of the room, but the dog certainly is. Takes a couple steps back from the doorway and aims his plasma pistol at the opening, waiting for the all to familiar 'boom'.


(Sorry, OP did say he wants lots of death in this thread so I figured i'd engage your character :P )


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"What the f**k was that?" The man stood up suddenly, having been sitting on an old chair. As he was sleeping around in the RobCo facility, he heard a giant explosion. A grenade blast. In his facility. In Tinker Joes facility. "Sergeant RL-3. We need to go check out downstairs." The Mr. Gutsy floated up to Joe, and began spouting off words. "Sir, yes sir!" Tinker Joe took out his Combat Shotgun, began walking behind "Sarge."


Stepping down, he saw a girl with obvious soot covering her. "Are you ok miss?" He called out, then turned suddenly at the sound of footsteps and a dog growling. "Oh shit!" He ran around the corner, coming face to face with a man. He began firing his gun wildly, hitting Sergeant RL-3, and knocking him into a full reset.
 
All that was to be done now was to cover up any exposed skin. As long as she had that done, she would pursue this man. The explosion set off a clear rining in her ears and she flinched instantaneously to the explosion. At that point, the robotic dog lunged from its spot, darting around the man who had ventured down with RL-3, and leapt up from the metallic flooring. All in one, the heavy weight and forcefull push from the ground gave a great advantage as it collided into the attacker.


Akumu, dazed by the blow, stood up and veered around the corner, now seeing two men. One, on the ground with a plasma pistol, and another, with a robot similar to those she's taken down herself. First thing was first, aid her companion. The ringing that echoed in her ears faded gradually as she stepped up towards the man in power armor.


"Kill the dog, I'll run electricity through that brain of yours. ." She threatened, raising her modifyed Gaus rifle and having it aimed precisely at the head of the male. It was quite interesting, really. Although this man was wearing power armor, there was no helmet in sight. Was he plain stupid, or did he lose it? Her crimson eyes watched both her opponent and the other man who seemed to be caught in the middle of a little conflict.
 
Malakai stares into her eyes with pure hatred and remains silent. After a couple seconds, he starts chuckling. It slowly turns into a roaring laughter. He eventually calms down and sighs. "You really just like to charge into a situation dont you? Since Im in a generous mood today Ill give you a chance to pack your things and clear out, that is...unless we all feel like dying this evening. *he sighs and continues speaking* The way I see it, you've got four options, three of which involve you being killed. Would you like me to outline them for you since you clearly lack the intelligence to plan for yourself?" He shifts his body slightly and remains silent.
 
Ragnarok had been sneaking about watching the events play out from a vantage point, he never fully rushed into the unknown, not since the death of his comrades, no he had learned his lesson. Upon the explosion he had managed to take cover avoiding any real damage other then a few scraps but nothing he wasn't used too...


He then witnessed his comrade lose the upper hand to the female, it was time he made his move using his advanced skills in sneak to get behind the girl without her realizing due to her being to focused on the power armor clad warrior. Quickly he drew his shotgun placing the barrel right at the back of her head if she made even the slightest of movements he would blow her head clean off without any hesitation...





"Oy you alright over there mate?"





He grinned slightly though his eyes never left the girl or her robotic dog, his other arm was prepped to draw his blade at any time to deal with both her and the cybernetic animal in one fail swoop.





" I wouldn't move if I were you miss, however skilled you think you may be I will be your end."





 
Malakai chuckles. "This is just one of those possibilities I was talking about. *to ragnarok* You hear my speech about the four options? Well this was one of them...*back to Akumu* Now...be a dear and hand over what you have...." With that, a loud zap is heard as a plasma bolt flies from the barrel of his plasma pistol, throught the skull of the attack dog, and up into the cieling. He stands up and also aims his weapon at her head. "Poor pooch, died before he had a chance to die from irradiation." He looks over at Ragnarok, more assured in their partnership. He was never sure about a person until he saw them act, and even then, he had been betrayed past that point. The fact that he was covered in tats didnt help either. He nods at Ragnarok and turns his attention back to Akumu. "This is super simple. Drop you weapon, strip down, and leave. We might just let you live if you play nice." A slightly mad grin spreads across his face
 
Tinker Joe had managed to escape from the two men, leaving poor Sergeant RL-3 lying on the ground and that girl held at gunpoint. He was going to help them. He was going to fire up all the robots and have them kill those two men.


As he walked towards the computer, stepping over each gigantic pice of scrap, he began to wonder what would happen if this didn't work. Those men would likely take poor Sarge apart for scrap, and that poor girl would likely have her brains splattered across the wall. Tinker Joe sat down at the computer, and began typing.


First, he marked the girl as friendly. After that, he turned the two men to enemy. Then, he typed in the code to turn all the robots on. He smiled as he heard the familiar sound of the robots moving put of their capsules. Suddenly, he heard the movements of a Mister Gutsy behind him. He remembered that he hadn't marked himself as friendly. "Show me your Employee Card now, please." Joe searched frantically for his card. He couldn't find it, he couldn't find it! Normally it was ok because he had Sarge with him, but not now. "Show me your card please."


"Show me. Your card. Please."


Silence befell the two as the Mister Gutsy registered that Joe had no card. It raised up it's flamer component, and began burning Joe to a crisp. He screamed for help but their was none left, as the robots began searching for people to kill in the facility.
 
Her crimson eyes glimmered through the shadows that cascaded the room and she obsered the man that stood before her. She was clearly filled with hate for what he had done to her companion and this simply made things a bit more complicated for an easy way out for the two.


"Interesting. . Couldn't fight for yourself so you decide to go ahead and partner up with skelotoon boy, huh?" Akumu scoffed and refused to cooperate. "Do whatever you want for all I care. I've been through hell once and I'm pretty sure I can handle death just as well." She wasn't all that intimidated by the two, for she's seen more deadlier things back where she came from.


Well before she was about to react and attempt to attack the man behind her, her sense of hearing caught up on some mettalic steps, not too far from the display room. Protectrons? Thought I killed those heaps of metal already. . Thinking that there were probably more off deeper within the facility, this would maybe be a good time to devise a way out and back within the wastes.


"Say. . you two have little robot allies as well? " She snapped, glaring at the man that stood in front of her.
 
SuperChocoMilk updated Fallout: Wasteland Survival with a new update entry:


New Updates!

Ok then, I have some new updates for you guys. First, we have one suggested by Anne! This will be very helpful to the roleplay.
Where is Everybody?:Akumu Arkuru: RobCo Facility


Ragnarok: RobCo Facility


Malakai : RobCo Facility


Amanda Thorwald: Between Canterbury Commons and MDPL-16 Power Station


Sonan Ikrel: TenPenny Tower


George Waters: Museum of History


That update will show where everybody is and their coordinates. It will be made every time a player moves to a new area....
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Read the rest of this update entry...
 
As she moved closer to where the bodies lay on the ground Amanda got a better look at the scene. What she saw made her sick to her stomach. While her high velocity bullet did as much damage as the pistol the slaver used the effect of the shot being fired at close range made a much bigger mess of the woman on the ground.Half her face was just blown off and the brain tissue was all over the place. It took all the strength she could muster, but Amanda managed to walk over to a pile of junk some distance away and pick up a shovel. Slowly she began digging a shallow grave for the girl, who couldn't have been much older than her. As the grave was done she pushed the lifeless body in and began covering her with sand and dirt she had dug out of there before. With the grave completed she left the bodies of the slavers for the many scavengers that lived in this wasteland.


With this horrible experience weighing heavy on her mind she set of towards the power station she wanted to go to today. She held the rifle tightly, not daring to put it away anymore. Even though she knew the wasteland could be a harsh environment she never expected to be confronted like that. She now expected a slaver or raider behind every ridge and with every sound she heard she looked around to find if she was being ambushed. The more she thought about it the more she became convinced she should never have been going at this on her own. She needed a companion, but now she was out there and she was on her own. As she approached the location where she expected the power plant to be she smelled a familiar but at this place strange smell. Someone was cooking food on a campfire, and with the current wind direction it must have been close by.


She squeezed past a few gigantic boulders and suddenly stumbled onto a clearing between the rocks she just came across and a large fence which enclosed what must be the power plant she was looking for. But it wasn't the fence that made her raise her guard and aim her rifle. It was the man sitting at a campfire close to the fence. A man that was pointing a shotgun in her direction, and he looked like he was very comfortable using it. "Better put that down Daisy. You shouldn't point guns in directions you are not willing to fire them. And I can see you are not all that eager to fire that broomstick of yours at this oldtimer are you?" he asked.


(OOC: I will make a character-sheet soon for this man, as my secondary character. Unless someone else would like to play this role)
 
Malakai listens closely to the sound of machinery headed their way. Damnit why can't things ever be easy. He heard the sound of a man screaming and a flamethrower going off. Looks like the monster has killed Dr. Frankenstien. He was no stranger to robots, and the flamethrower sounded like a Mr. Gutsy. Boy, did he hate robots. He turns his attention back to Akumu as he lowers his pistol, knowing that Ragnarok still had his shotgun pressed to her skull, and holsters it. He takes his chinese assault rifle off his back and unloads it, storing the magazine on his waiste. He replaces it with a magazine marked "AP". "Nope, can't say I do. Now, your four options have dwindled into two."


"One: You can resist us, and have the wall in front of you be colored brain, or...." He reaches behind him and pulls out a block of c4 and steps closer to her, that mad glint has returned to him eye.





"Two: You can be my little suicide bomber. You see, I really hate robots...yknow...those two options have just dwindled to one..." He grabs her shoulder and forces her to her knees as he fastens the block of c4 to her chest with some duct tape. He grabs her arms and ties her wrists together with c4 as well. He begins to walk away when he stops and turns to Ragnarok with a smile.





"Do you think we really need to leave her alive for this? If not, feel free to complete option one...heh..." With that, he turns the corner and awaits the robots to come through and pass by her body
 
Being forced to the ground struck pain through her arm and realization from earlier hit her. The adrenaline had vanished and pain rushed through her left arm completely. Biting her lower lip, her eyes glimpsed around for any other robots before turning to her final option.


Damn. .There's always got to be one little thing to ruin the rest for me. . Her thoughts scattered before she took a deep breath. At this point, she held her breath into place and closed her eyes for a while.


This was where a simple advantage was put into place. Being brought into a world within a lab in Enclave territory, there were things that were passed through to relocate an escaped experiment such as her. It was the last thing she would've done if she were wanting to see the Enclave ever again. Akumu shifted her head and unhooked her gas mask using her right shoulder for assist. At last, holding her breath any longer was near impossible. As the girl exhaled, a blue fume escaped her mouth and she began coughing.


"You bastard. ." She said between breaths, clearly struggling to do anything futher. "Quit being a smart mouth and look around. We'll all be surrounded within time. . Like a little C4 will do much. . . Even the brotherhood outcasts hold their enemies closer than you. ." Through metallic steps and sounds of Protection scanning the perimeter, a faint beeping sound joined the choas. It wasn't at all clear, but it came from the girl. Something had been implanted within her years before her escape into the wastes and would give way to either backup or straight up violence.
 
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Upon seeing the odd smoke pour out of her mouth only one thing came to his mind, "Blow her head off". Clearly this was some sort of secret weapon and he was not going to fall to it. Without a second thoughts hesitation he aimed his shotgun within the blink of an eye pulling the trigger simultaneously unleashing both shells into the thick of her skull the blood of the woman would splatter across his face a psychotic grin would be soon to follow.


He then proceeded to reload his weapon the barrel smoked as he replaced the now empty shells.





"Silly twit should have played nice, Oy I think we should get out of here before we fall to that strange smoke she started spitting out."
 
Some of her blood splatters onto his power armor and he sighs. "Yeah, lets get the hell out of here...oh crap" As he says that, 3 protectrons round around the corner, firing their hand lasers at them. One laser glances off his power armor. Luckily it hit a strange angle and ricochets up at the cieling. "GO GO GO! IM GONNA BLOW THE C4!" He grabs Ragnarok's arm and they whip around the corner. He pulls out a trigger and counts to three. "One...two...three..." *click. BOOM!!!* A massive explosion fills the hallway, shaking the foundation. He peeks around the corner to see the damage and is greeted by a laser that pierces his shoulder and goes through. "DAMNIT!" He grabs his arm as blood drips out the wound
 
Wait, what? Why did you guys kill of Akuma? You can't autohit.


I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill your characters off.


And it won't be very pretty. Unless of course she let you kill of her character, or if you edit your posts. Otherwise, I'm afraid you're going to meet a man and his dog.
 
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