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  1. Very well done ghostdogg, approved. I look forward to RPing with you.
  2. A scent wafted to Ronin's nose...It smelled of kevlar and gun oil. "NCR..." He thought, he drew his bow and continued to sniff the air. The man was far out but he was upwind, a ranger wouldn't make that mistake normally so he wasn't thinking clearly. He slid an arrow from his quiver and laid it on his bowstring and pinched another between his forefinger and the bow itself. "We have company..." He said to the rest, "Human, smells of Kevlar and gun oil.." He said as he took in a deep breath, "two hundred yards." He said as he ducked low and slipped behind a rock and quickly moved out of sight.
  3. Wind laughed, Isabela had brought up a good point though. 'It was nothing I saw, when I ran into her I didn't continue looking...The Dalish are known for their...cryptic nature. Its like a requirement to being dalish, Be Cryptic, Frolic with the furry woodland animals and hate humans..." He said with a smile, happier now that she was gone. "But if you want to track down the screaming, we can go find who or what it was?' He asked Isabela, he wanted something to do and he noticed she was getting alittle bored aswell.
  4. Ronin came around the corner of the HQ building, holding a fresh quiver of arrows and a sack of meat, Sam's tongue watered and lolled out of his mouth. Ronin hadn't noticed her when he knelt down and wrapped a red scarf around the dogs neck, the dog barked and jumped up to lick his face. "Alright you ruddy beast...here." he said as he pushed the dog off and pulled a hunk of meat from the bag and gave it to the dog. Sam guzzled the meat quickly, Ronin gave him a pat on the head and stood, he turned to see the purple clad woman. He looked into her eyes, "I assume you think I'm a monster..." He said coldly, something he was used to was being considered a monster. "Most people see tribals as savages and monsters." He continued as Sam lolled on the ground, happy that he got some brahmin meat, all four of his paws in the air and his tail beating the ground furiously.
  5. Lenael smiled, "Aneth ara." So few Dalish out alone in the world..." She replied, a loud birds call filled the nearby forest. She bowed to everyone, "I'm afraid I must leave you all...situations rise." She said and touched Wind on the shoulder lightly as she left. Wind smiled awkwardly and grabbed a bottle of ale and popped the top with one of his daggers, he downed the ale quickly and threw the bottle aside.
  6. I would prefer that, so lets just try to keep our heads straight.
  7. Deuce awoke in a cell, his hands were bound and tied and a gag was placed firmly over his mouth. He shook off the blurriness of the drug. As he came to he caught a glance around the room. He saw the man from the arena standing in the corner. "Shaemus 'Deuce" O'Reilly or is that Flanagan or was it Malley? I can't remember..." He said with a slight chuckle. "Pretentious bastard." Deuce thought as he fiddled with his bindings, "Damn, zip tie." he cursed to himself as he felt the plastic ties around his wrists with his fingertips. The man smiled and placed a cigarette in his lips, he fished in his pockets for a lighter. "I know you prefer being called Deuce...tell me why is that?" He said as he lit the cigarette and removed the gag from Deuce's mouth. Deuce smiled, 'Thats how many men were inside your mother last night, myself included..." he said with a arrogant smirk. He was rewarded with a teeth shattering backhand across the jaw. The look of hate strewn across his face. "Don't be insulting beast!" The man bellowed as he struck him again, this time on the other cheek. "Tell me, where is the werewolf known as Blacke, I know he is the alpha and I know what you are!" He bellowed again as this time the man smashed his foot into Deuce's knee. Deuce spat up blood and yelled in pain. The man raised his hand again but deuce stopped him. "Alright, I'll tell you where he is..." He said as he spat up more blood and the man lowered his hand and corrected his suit. "He's probably bangin' you're mom right now..." Deuce said again with a laugh, his teeth full of blood. The Man drew a pistol and aimed it at Deuce's head. "Enough! I will kill you unless you tell me where Blacke is." He yelled as he thumbed back the hammer on the automatic. Deuce sighed, "And we were just having a good conversation...look all I know is that he shows up when and where he wants...now I can tell you where he might be if you tell me what I am?" Deuce said, looking dead in the man's eyes. The man nodded and put his pistol away. "You are an Alpha, like blacke...he his the progenitor of Werewolves and you will be the heir when he dies..." He said calmly. Deuce's heart sunk, he felt a well of emotion brewing inside of him. He could feel the change coming, he could feel his claws and fangs extend, his muscles expanded. The interrogator drew his pistol and fired two shots into Deuces heart, Deuce slid back in the chair his eyes closed and his body limp. Wesley's heart pounded as he approached the werewolf, his gun leveled at the beast. A voice in his ear began to shout. "Sir we've got wolves incoming, a full pack and their lead by Blacke!" Wesley popped the magazine from his pistol to see the coppery shine of normal bullets. Oh s***... He thought as Deuce leapt from his chair, the bindings tearing free as his pure strength ripped himself free of them. He charged Wesley and pushed him into the wall, the tiling on the cell spiderwebbed behind the mans back with the strength of the blow. "I won't kill you...You deserve worse..." He said and then took a large bite out of the mans shoulder. "Now you will become the thing you hate so much..." He said as he let the man go, Deuce could smell Blacke and the rest of the pack coming closer, having no other reason to stay he ripped the door free and escaped.
  8. Ronin nodded, he quivered the arrow and lowered his bow to his side, adopting a less threatening manner. Sam begun to sniff at the girl. "Sam, knock it off..." He said in his usual gravelly voice. "Meant no harm...thought she meant you harm...Here take these...as payment for my misunderstanding..." He took the pouch of fingers off his belt and tossed it to the girl. "Worth a few hundred caps maybe.." And with that he turned and left with Sam in tow.
  9. Lenael smiled, "Gale is my betrothed but by arranged..I'm the next keeper. He was supposed to be my husband but...events split us apart." She explained, seeing Wind's reaction to Isabela finding out about his wife. "I have long since taken a new husband since this man has been the ever wanderer.." She lied, not wanting to impede on his life. Wind smiled and shrugged. "Long ago our parents arranged our union, i was to be the first of our hunters and she the Keeper...." He said, he clapped his hands and nodded to isabela for the bottle of ale. After this, he needed a drink.
  10. I agree, Mythic the job is yours if you want it. Not disrespect Flip or Baldur i just think Mythic has the personality that would help keep my own in check and shes got the head for. Its she right? if not im sorry.
  11. Look this was just an accident, you dont need to leave we just need to set some ground rules. Look im sorry but I must go, friends are here. I will check in on this tommorow. If you decide to leave i would be happy to join your RP. But please reconsider.
  12. I agree, this just got way out of hand. The events in Ronin's post before he headed to the HQ actually took place during the second battle of Novac. He didn't warp in technically but I didn't specify that part so yes it is my fault and from here on out I will be including in boldened letters above at what event in time is my post taking place. That way everyone knows and it makes sense.
  13. Baldur, calm down. I am calm...lets just fix this and move on. I apologize for my reaction it wasn't impartial like it was supposed to be and I did change it. So can we please just drop it and move on.
  14. I originally posted that he drew the bow and aimed it at the girl, then bryce said change that and I did then he told me to change it back even though I really didn't want to. The blame lays on all of us. Me for not reacting properly, Bryce for taking things to far and everyone else (including myself) for not reading posts properly.
  15. Re-read your post, "Ronin comes in" He wasnt there for the original part. All he saw was a mexican standoff that is it. Do you honestly think that just by opening fire because he drew his weapon. HE DID NOT FIRE IT! he just as the weapon drawn and a arrow across the strings. Its not even drawn back. There i re-re-edited my post, now he just has his hand at the bow not drawing it. I suggest you do the same or this is over.
  16. Thats it, this RP is done...you guys arent willing to read posts or even try to understand. Ronin reacted, he came in to see a weapon drawn at Jason and he reacted, he didnt fire he just aimed it at her...Read The Post before you Post. I have no ill will towards children but he saw the threat and reacted but he did not fire at her. I originally removed the post about him drawing his weapon and Baldur told me to put it back so if anyone should be getting the s*** for this its him.
  17. Wind felt the tip of an arrowhead at the back of his head. A familiar sweet smell filled the air around him, a smell from his youth. The smell of a former love. "Lenael?" He said as the female elf came from the darkness. "Wind?" She asked, releasing the tension on her bow. He stood and sheathed his daggers, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "You're back my husband..." She whispered in his ear. Wind smiled awkwardly, frankly he would have rather dealt with bandits or demons then his wife. "Lenael I am not back to the clan...I am just passing through..frankly I don't think I could come back to them." he said honestly. She parted from him and took a step back, her eyes full of confusion. "What do you mean my love?' she asked cautiously. He smiled and thought about his words. "I don't think we have much in common anymore." Lenael's face grew heavy with sorrow. "I see...where are you staying could we atleast talk to one another?" She asked, he nodded and guided her back to the camp. When he got there everyone was talking about what to do with him, he let out a whistle and waved. "Uhhh everyone...this is..my wife..Lenael.." He said awkwardly. "This is going to be weird..." He thought as he prepared to face the barrage of questions.
  18. Wind's dalish tribe is in the area...we could stop by.
  19. Kurashi smiled widely as they strolled into the tavern, he found a nice comfortable place on their wagon and laid down. He soon felt himself drift off to sleep and began snoring loudly.
  20. Ronin opened the door to the Regulators HQ, he saw one of the few interesting things hes seen in awhile. Jason, the ghoul greebo and a woman clad in purple with a young girl holding a energy weapon at someone and looking scared. Sam came in after him, he began to growl once he sensed the hostility in the air. Ronin moved his hand to his bow but did not draw it, his muscles tensed incase he had to draw it. "I see I'm not late for the party..." he said jokingly, something he was not known for doing but he felt it was the right thing to say. Ronin's tribal appearance brought some disgusted looks from the other regulators as they watched this event, one or two even had their hands drifted for their guns. "I recommend you drop your weapon, these people here aren't known for their kindness..." He said to her coldly, his gravelly voice echoing off the rooms walls.
  21. When Wind heard the scream he dug his Crow-Blade from the tree trunk and dashed for the target, his blades held inversed in his hands. He moved like a wraith in the night, slipping from place to place, barely visible for a second. As he moved closer he heard rustling in the forest. His training took over as he got close, he sniffed the air for scents of people and watched the distance, he listened for birds but there were none. "I'm not alone out here..." he thought, his palms began to sweat around the hilts of his blades, his breathing was shallow and steady and his heartbeat was strong and calm.
  22. Ronin smiled as he drew back his bow and aimed, a legionary patrol walked along the river bank. The Decanus in front of the five man team wore the flag of the legion. Vexillarius He thought as he aimed, he slackened the arrow and decided to follow them as they headed north, this was no ordinary patrol. They had a mission, Sam sat next to him with his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his tail beating the ground as it wagged ferociously. Ronin looked over to his friend and smiled. "What made you so happy?" He asked, the dog looked at him weird and smiled. Blood was crusted around his mouth and a tuft of rabbit fur clinged to one of his teeth. "I see, got yourself a hare and I haven't had food for days..." Ronin said as he loosened his bows cord and stood once he knew the patrol had gotten out of sight. He started walking and whistled for Sam to follow. "C'mon...lets go find me a molerat..they aren't covering their tracks so we can hunt them down later." He said as he started walking back towards The Regulator HQ, the sack on his hip containing five fingers he had to turn in.
  23. Yeah it is, its also a real mod on the nexus. check it out
  24. Jace awoke, his leg was bandaged and his armor was sitting on the table across from his bed. An elderly woman was tending his cybernetic arm with a wrench and torch. She looked over at his Enclave tattoo on his neck, a requirement for every Enclave Special Operations Team member. Jace stirred and sat up alittle, his cybernetic arm was removed and sitting on the table next to his bed where she worked. She was older, time had worn away her beauty but her technical knowledge stunned him. "Your armor isn't like any of the Mark Two's or Mark Four's I've seen before...Specialist." She said as he sat up in the bed. Jace smiled, "Yeah I liberated it from Adams..." "John Henry Eden huh? How was it working for a machine?" She asked as she finished attaching the plate to the arm. Jace laughed, "I never took to taking orders from a toaster..." He said as he slid out of the bed, his leg was patched up and bandaged. "Specialist Jace Winters, you are?" He said, extending his hand. "Daisy Whitman, Warrant Officer." she said as she took his hand and shook it. Jace stood and walked lightly over to his armor and inspected it, he noticed she added more armor plating and some other various devices. "My armor you've upgraded it?" He asked and turned to her. She smiled and nodded, "I gave you a energy recycler that you can attach drained cells to and it will charge them from your power-pack. It also has hardened armor plating from the Mark Two, makes you more ballistic resistant but doesn't sacrifice maneuverability. I noticed your weapon was broken too so I built you something...Made it from a .357 revolver, your plasma defender and a Recharger Pistol. I call it the M-2081 but I like to call it "Omega", its a recycling plasma pistol. It charges one shot per half second and has ten shots. You can fire all ten for a supercharged or "Omega Shot" but it doubles the charge time, tends to override the circuits." She explained as he picked up the unique pistol and thumbed the charge switch, the weapon hummed to life and he smiled. It had perfect balance and fit into his hand like it was made to be his weapon. She stood up and waved him over. "Lets put your arm back on..." she said as he put the pistol into its holster and walked over to sit on the bed. She picked up the arm and stuck it into its socket on his torso, he felt the sharp pain course through his body as the receptors in the arm engaged his brain. She latched the arm to the torso mount and activated it. He moved his fingers around and felt comfortable the arm was functioning properly. Daisy washed her hands in the sink to get the oil off, "I saw that the damage around your Socket was done by explosion...what happened?" She asked. Jace normally didn't talk about it but she patched him up and helped him a lot so he felt he owed it to her to answer her questions. "I lost it flying a Vertibird away from Adams, I had gotten my family to the Vertibird and stole that suit. We were about fifty miles from Edwards when a anti-air missile locked on and struck us, they died in the explosion and I lost my arm. I guided her over the border and crash landed in California." He explained as he got familiar with his new and improved arm. Daisy smiled, "I see, what happened after that?" She asked as she cleaned her tools and listening intently. Jace shrugged and continued. "The President spoke with me and granted me asylum under the condition that I train a select number of their Rangers in the Enclaves tactics and the use of Power Armor. They took my armor and copied it, They called them Elite Rangers...they were made to battle the Brotherhood. It all went well during the NCR and Brotherhood war. I wanted to get one back for my family...Then the Legion showed its ugly face and we got moved to The Dam. The battle erupted and Boulder City was destroyed. Hanlon ordered all rangers to Boulder city and my unit died there, after the battle and they erected that massive stone with all the Troopers and Rangers names on it. Not one member of my unit was on it, Oliver said it was because the Elite Rangers weren't officially there." Jace could feel the well of emotion stirring inside of him, "They didn't give their families proper restitution, said they died in a training accident." He said as he stood up and started putting his armor on. Daisy walked over to him. "I see...well I've got a offer for you, if you stay here and protect Novac, I'll fix your armor and gear and you...we need a defender and you need redemption.." She said as she helped him put his power-pack on. "We don't get brotherhood here or NCR and we have more then a few enemies..." Jace knew it was a good offer, room, board and medical...but he had this doubting feeling. "Give me a few days to think it over?" He asked as he fixed the last of his armor on and picked up his helmet and his pistol. Daisy nodded to him. He strapped the holster around his leg and walked out. As he walked out into the courtyard Ranger Andy came up to him. "Hey Winters...Nice work the other day...you saved us all. I heard that Daisy offered you the sheriff job. If you take it, I'll take your deputy job...But I want to show you something." Andy said as he beckoned him over. They walked around to the front of the Dinosaur, in the distance were fires. "They are the next threat, Vipers...they have a camp over by the 93. They like to roll through town, drink our booze eat our food and demand caps from us. We need someone to protect us from them." He explained, Jace looked at the pistol at his hip. He had taken the lives of innocents under the Enclaves Flag, he had killed people he had no quarrel with under the flag of the NCR and he had been paid money to fight other peoples wars under the guise of apathy. If he was going to be a fighter he might aswell fight for those that need it. He turned to Andy and nodded. "Alright, you got yourself a sheriff."
  25. This is Jaces new weapon, hell get it in his post. http://newvegas.nexusmods.com/mods/images/40174-1-1297183098.jpg Thanks Omegared99 for making this awesome gun.
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