You were haunted by your reoccurring nightmare again. This time, you were chained on a table in the middle of nowhere. The small Gecko you grew to hate was after your heart once more only this time it was attacked by frost who sunk his tooth deeply in its neck.

Frost, however, was disintegrated with a simple gesture from your 'brother' "Well, Richard, you found yourself a toy to break. I wonder why you saved it in the first place.....trying to compensate something, hmmm? trying to fill a void *you* created?"

>His name is Frost
>Life is hard without a little brother. So i guess you called it
>Why should i answer to you? you are me. You stated this before. This is bullshit will get both of us to nowhere.
>Fuck off, I am in a middle of a radstorm. I don't have time for your bullshit.
>[say nothing]
>other

>>43671153
>Why should i answer to you? you are me. You stated this before. This is bullshit will get both of us to nowhere.

hi snow

"Oh. But You are so wrong on many levels. Our little chit chat is important, you just don't realize it yet."

He paused for a second starting at nothingness. His very structure was glitching out "Looks our little time is do-"

You were brought back to reality by Anglo who was priming your sawed off shotgun towards Max. The man's skin was getting peeled off. Oozes, blood and pus foamed from various spots. his hair was falling apart on the right side. Despite all of that, Max was still alive. He was dreaming with a smile on his face.

"I-i think he is going feral." He whispered. Anglo was literally shaking. You never saw him like that.

>What are you waiting for? Shoot it!
>Let me do it
>Are you afraid of ghoulies, Anglo?
>We will wake him up, If he crossed the feral zone, you take the shot
>Any spark could set this place on fire! Fucking hold yourself
>[do nothing]
>other

>>43671197
hello anon

>>43671375
>We will wake him up, If he crossed the feral zone, use a switchblade to finish him off, it's not safe to shoot a gun in here

>>43671424
"W-well you do it." Anglo lowered your gun. You gave him your switchblade.

"Psst, Max. Hey Max, Wake up." you poked the ex-slaver. Max slowly flickered his eyes "What is goin....who are you? Why...why does it hurt? Where am i? who is dead man." His voice was deep and raspy.

>[Say the whole truth]
>[Say the good Half of the truth] [ROLL 1D100 CHR 7]
>[make up a story] [Roll 1d100 CHR 7]
>You don't have to care for anything anymore [Stab him]
>[Say nothing]
>[Calm him down]
>Other

>>43671536
>your switchblade just in case things got out of hand. You were ready with the second one.

>>43671536
>is this dead man?

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>43671536
>[Say the good Half of the truth] [ROLL 1D100 CHR 7]
not sure what the good half is honestly...
that he's not dead and might be pretty much immortal?

>>43671598
of his past i meant. Not gonna do us good with this roll

>>43671536
>[Say the good Half of the truth] [ROLL 1D100 CHR 7]

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>43671629
forgot to roll.

>>43671598
>>43671643
CHR was 4 not 7, sorry for the misinformation

Best roll=35
Modifiers=-60% [Jet withdrawal] -10% [CHR 7]
Overall=9 [Failure]

Your half baked story had many plot holes in it "I...I am not buying it. i wake up with two men and a dead body.Something isn't right. Who are you and why i turned to this...thing?"

Max was getting Jumpy

>Try to explain ghoulification very slowly [ roll 1d100 INT 7]
>Try to calm him down [roll 1d100 CHR 4]
>stab him
>let Anglo handle it
>other

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>43671725
>Try to explain ghoulification very slowly [ roll 1d100 INT 7]

it's ok, that happens

>>43671798
[Struck once in full effect]

You carefully explained how one would turn to a ghoul in a calm fashion. It was still a mystery but you did your best on this one.

"I..It makes sense. But why can't i remember anything? how it happened so fast? Please tell me anything you know about me..."

>You got a new life with little consequences on the long run. Make your own fresh new memories. Just let your past die, few got this privilege.
>[Say the whole truth] [roll 1d100 CHR 4]
>[Make it up] [roll 1d100 CHR 4]
>[Say half of the truth] [roll 1d100 CHR 4]
>other

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>43671942
>[Say half of the truth] [roll 1d100 CHR 4]
leave out the part about being a slaver and blowing up little girls, give him all the rest

i guess?

>>43671990
What's up with bad rolls?

>>43672058
i guess that must be me

i hope that more players will show up to even things out

>>43671990
best roll = 49
Modifiers= -60% [Jet withdrawal] -10% [CHR 4]
Overall= 15 [Failure]

"Please..." Max interrupted "There is no need to make up things. It didn't work for me in the first time. Perhaps....Perhaps, This is for the best."

There was an awkward pause lingering in the air "Well, I think this Radstorm is over. Should we get out?"

>Yeah, let's. the smell here is god awful
>Not before checking the other crawl spaces
>The outside radiation will kill me and my friend. We should wait
>other

>>43672119
>The outside radiation will kill me and my friend. We should wait
now that i think about it, maybe anglo or max could have a look at the engine and see if they can fix it?

>>43672148
"Alright." He replies "Do you need anything?"

"I actually need someone to check on the engine room. You were trying to fix the transmitter before...you know."

Max nodded and crawled to the engine room. Anglo took the chance to speak with you alone "He is going feral. we should kill him...." he said it out blatantly.

>Calm yourself, Anglo
>Aren't you a little paranoid?
>Going feral takes time.
>If he does, we will kill him. as simple as that.
>You better watch what you say
>Alright, we he comes back, let me do it
>other

>>43672305
>Calm yourself, Anglo
i wonder if he had any bad experiences with ghouls before of if it's just the stress... maybe we should try to talk this all out

>>43672350
Anglo chose silence afterwards. The air was getting thin anyways.
>Take a rest for now
>Try to figure out how to clear the way in the good stuff crawl space
>Crawl to ___ [My Space/Wheel /Main frame]
>Use your/Delt's fuel canister
>Drink [Please specify how much]
>Eat [Please specify how much]
>Loot then, Try to dispose of Delt's corpse
>other

>>43672429
>Crawl to My Space
who knows, maybe we can find something neat

>>43672461
You crawled your way to My space. Much to your demise, The other end was locked. The lock didn't look strong though.

>Break it open [Roll 1d100 STR 5]
>Turn back
>shoot the lock?
>other

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>43672491
>Break it open [Roll 1d100 STR 5]
hulk smash!

shame that we don't have any lockpicking tools

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>43672491
>break it open

>>43672554

>>43672534
[Struck twice is in full effect]

You bashed the petty lock and made it to what was left of Delt's My space. Almost all of the room was crushed under tons of cold steel. Still, you managed to grab:

-1 radaway
-2 iguana bits
-1 bottle of water
-10 booby pins
-7 old world magazines
-small silver radio
-A nice gold watch

You came back with a smile on your face. After rationing the food, you took your share. Max hadn't come yet.


>flip the mags
>open radio
>Take a rest for now
>Try to figure out how to clear the way in the good stuff crawl space
>Crawl to ___ [Wheel /Main frame]
>Use your/Delt's fuel canister
>Loot then, Try to dispose of Delt's corpse
>other

>>43672683
>ask Max how it's going down there

>>43672714

"It will die out soon!" He yelled back "I need some-" His voice was cut off by an explosion. A ruthless gout of flames came out of the crawl space. Both you and Anglo were shocked by it.

The fire was slowly eating what was left of the main chamber, you took both fuel canisters away from this hell. Smoke started to accumulate in the main chamber

>Open hatch, get out
>Crawl to Wheel crawl space
>Crawl to Main frame crawl space
> throw all the mines in the fire, maybe the rubble will smother the flames
>other

>>43672874
aw shit nigga
>Open hatch, get out
i'm a bit afraid of the sudden air flow, but fuck

>>43672953
Your choices weren't exactly glamorous; to die by fire or to die by radiation.

No one likes to get roasted.

You banged the hatch but too much snow had settled on top it. Anglo was having a panic attack, he breathing heavily and coughing at the same time.

"FUCK! NOT LIKE THIS!"


>Crawl to Wheel/Main frame
>somehow rig your mines near the hatch
>other

>>43673037
>Crawl to Wheel
maybe we can find an extinguisher or something useful, who knows?

>>43673137
fire was spiraling out of control. You abandoned most of your stuff in this dire situation. You and Anglo made your way through the wheel which was the cockpit of this mini fortress. green snow covered the windshield.

"Look!" Anglo pointed out at a small crack of light coming from the very top of the windshield "We can do it!"

>Place a mine as near the windshield, blow it up
>Try to shoot the glass, claw your way through the snow to outside
>turn back
>other

>>43673283
>Try to shoot the glass, claw your way through the snow to outside

>>43673335
you wasted all our shotgun ammo just to break the glass. It was made to last unfortunately.

Another explosion rocked the fortress. This encourage both of you to dig faster. The green snow was soft and sometimes gooey in nature.

Alas, you made. You saw that lucky old sun basking her grace at you and Anglo. Escaping this iron tomb was one hell of a feat.

Both of you sat on the green snow watching the end of Delt's fortress.

There was silence. None of you knew what to say.

>I killed him....twice.
>[Don't break it, enjoy the moment]
>You got your wish Anglo.
>You can't cheat death for so long
>Survive this, Max
>[Go to the flaming wreckage try to see if he is alive]
>other

>>43673457
>>[Don't break it, enjoy the moment]

>>43673457
>You can't cheat death for so long

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>43673482
>>43673496
1=Don't break it
2=cheat death

>>43673482
>>43673496
You remained silent with nothing but a big grin on your face. This grin soon turned into a small chuckle then a hearty laugh.

You couldn't stop laughing.

Neither did Anglo, you two kept laughing like absolute madmen straight out an asylum.

"That was...."

"Yeah....yeah..."

Both of you stayed in this position for an hour or two before deciding to move on.

The whole scenery drastically changed with the radstorm. Green snow stung your eyes. you moved on with little supplies you got.

The silver radio started to flash red from a tiny bulb near the speaker.

>Throw it away
>Open radio
>ignore it
>other

>>43673607
>>Open radio

>>43673607
>Open radio
a walkie-talky system?

>>43673621
>>43673635

you opened the radio, static welcomed you for a while before a seductive voice kicked in. Whoever on the other side sounded like she was old for some reason, She said the following:

"Well Hell-o-o-o-o my sweet little kittens, I am The Madame. If you are hearing this, then you are one of the few kittens out there who was generous enough to buy this expensive radio but....nothing is too expensive for The madame *Erotic moan*.

Now, Enough with my sweet oh sweet talk, I will broadcast some recent occurrings in this oh so very secure channel just for you my sweet kitten. Tune in soon, oh and watch out for the little flash...that's me! The Madame bringing you the latest news...and more"

"What the fuck was that?"

>A literal whore whoring herself on her own radio station?
>a source of information?
>you better take that, Rein won't like this one bit
>[Say nothing]
>other

>>43673785
>>a source of information?

>>43673785

>a source of information?

>>43673824
>>43673836
Anglo shrugged "Well, keep it , Richard."

Mile 46 was finally within your reach. The town was half buried under irradiated snow.

You felt something was burrowing it way towards you.

"KRAAK!" Frost sprawled out of the snow. He looked bigger than before.


>[Pet him]
>I though i would never see you again, I am home bud [Cry]
>[Try to squeeze him in your armour]
>[Let him bite/bite your hand]
>Other

>>43673987
>bite/lick

>>43673987
>I though i would never see you again, I am home bud [Cry]

>>43674051
"Kraak?" Frost licked your tears. It rested on your shoulder.

"Frost, where are yo-" Rein blinked twice after she got out of the building
"RICHARD" she bolted towards you kissing you with passion. You returned the favor "I-i though you died. Many did." her smile faded.

>What's wrong?
>Who died?
>I crawled my way to here just for you
>other

>>43674192
>Who died?

>>43674251
"Johnny, for starters. He went by himself with nothing but his baseball bat. He got mauled by wild dogs...."

"God dammit, kid." you muttered.

"The Radstorm killed many good men and women here. Boss had to offer her help to Willie to ensure law and order here . Mell and Xann saved many lives in this ordeal. They couldn't save the twin mercs...everyone is mourning for them."

>Shit, I never got to say hi to them
>Xann? how?
>I gotta thank the doc for her efforts
>You are safe, that is all what matters....
>other

>>43674390
>Shit, I never got to say hi to them

>>43674390
>>Xann? how?
>>I gotta thank the doc for her efforts

>>43674472
None had anything to say. It was just sad, really.

Frost tilted his head for a second. It hissed upon seeing a lone figure ahead with two suitcases. The close this figure approached, The more familiar it looked like.

"Pardon me, But this is where the merc....oh it is you. You made it out, quite baffling." Kingston had half of his face bandaged, burns mark crawled out of the bandage border. He looked like shit, He was perhaps worse than you and Anglo

>[Stab him]
>Where is my caps, asshole?
>[Punch him]
>You killed her?
>Now that we are in the open. I want to know everything about you
>this will leave a mark
>what happened?
>Fuck off, I ain't letting you talk to Boss
>other

>>43674675
hey sleepy. we are about to wrap up sadly

>>43674676
>Now that we are in the open. I want to know everything about you

>>43674722
"And why should i? so you can use it a leverage against me.I don't think so, Oh hello there little champ." His friendly wave brought nothing but an angry hiss form Frost.

"Richard, Who is this?"

"The name is Kingston, Robert Kingston, Madame. A pleasure." He did his best to bow despite his ongoing pain."

"Now, as a true gentlemen, I will stay true to my word. Try to make a good use of them." He opened his suitcase and brought three gold bars to you.

>the fuck is this?
>Caps, I want caps
>Oh, thanks
>[Stab him]
>[Punch him]
>You killed her?
>this will leave a mark
>what happened?
>other

>>43674862
>okay, and what am i supposed to do with these? i guess i can't just use them to pay normally, right?

>>43674862
>>You killed her?
>>what happened?

Yeah kinda figured. But at least I fought it

>>43674899
"Use the little squishy thing inside your head and sell it my boy."

"So what happened with the Arc?" Anglo asked

"She was proven to be....difficult. Bullets, Plasma, Laser simply bounced off from her static shield. Even when we tried the scramble her eggs, she was too strong. My client has underestimated her deeply. She is alive alright."

It made sense. Shaun didn't shoot the Arc for that reason. Well, Whatever this shady man is bringing to Leggy, It had to be important.


And that concludes our thread, thank you for participating.

>>43675101
thanks for running

>>43675101
Thanks for the run.