What the HELL is this CONT. 2

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>Ceaser, I would be careful if
>I were you. Flashing
>money around like that is
>a good way to get
>shot. Mind you, there are
>plenty of good people here
>in Redemption, but there are
>plenty of bad people in
>this town too. Now as
>for the barkeep, I think
>he skipped town. Real
>strange. He said that he
>had some business with Snake
>and then there was that
>fight and he disappeared. Shariff,
>do think he could be
>the one that messed up
>Snake? If so we got
>a murderer to track down.
>

Well, if someone tries to rob me, they can eat lead. *taps the .44 magnum revolver in his holster* If there's no barkeep, I'll just pretend this is a self-service bar. *starts searching the bar, after an AHA ! he comes back from the bar with a bottle of whiskey in his hand* but who was that Snake Person ? I've got an old diesel truck out front here, maybe we find that guy. I don't like scum like that.
 
RE: Salem

Salem now that Snake Burton is de bad fren, he be de slaver. Salem and de big bone dont be liking slavers dey be taking Salems fren´s. Me and de big bone be hunting dem, after de bad Fren´ shadowmen be letting us go.
 
RE: Salem

Heh. See you tomorrow, tribal. By the way, I don't think I've properly introduced myself. My name is Ceasar. *takes a gulp from the whiskey, nearly sprays it all against the wall and throws the bottle of whisky out of the window* Man that tastes BAD ! *walks to the bar, pulls out another bottle and takes another gulp* Ahh... that's better. Say, can anybody tell me something about this place ?
 
[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON May-02-00 AT 09:03PM (GMT)[p]The door opens yet again, and another tribal walkes in. He gose over to the bar and looks around. "Were am booze man?"
 
Hello Ceaser. My name is Frank Talon. I'm an NCR ranger. Snake on the other hand was a theif, a slaver, and an all around bastard. I say was becuase he is dead now. Someone shot him so full of lead he could use his dick for a pencil, provided he wern't so dead. Some people say him as evil incarnate and others really looked up to him. Anyway, looks like he made one to many enemies, and the only people that will be lookin up to him now will be Slags.
However you say your interested in helping the Rangers? I have a hunch that the one that killed Snake Burton was Rat-Catcher, the ex-bartender. I could reward you if you help me bring him in alive. I know that Snake broke the law but no one deserves to die unless due process is followed.
I could give you the reward I had posted for Snake if you get me Rat-Catcher instead. It got up to about $2500. There is only one catch. I work alone so you will have to do this on your own or with your own party.
If you accept, you can start by finding out where Rat-Catcher went to. Tell me if you find anything.
 
*saunters into the bar, looks around, and sulks over to the human in the building* I shall help find this 'Snake'. I am one of my... "family's" greatest trackers. I delight in watching evil rouges and bandits, shall I say, dealt with...
Just alert me as to his last coordinates, and i shall, 'deal with him'. dead or alive... *dropps a piece of paper on the bar, then walks off into the distance*
 
To Goris

Maybe its cuase you're a deathclaw or just hard of hearing. I said Snake is dead! There is a hole in him big 'nough to drive a highwayman through.
 
RE: To Ranger

Torr walks over to ranger. "Me eat snakes. Me can find 'n' smash snakes."
 
Newcomer

*A man tall, sunburned man enters quietly, then looks around the bar. Slowly walking past the patrons, he takes an ancient sawn-off .44 from the holster of his yellow combat armor, casually flicks off the safery and puts it back in the holster. The built-in backpack of the armor seems to hold nothing but bare necessities; some food, a water flask, a pack of ammunition and something that resembles an ancient paper book. His armor is mostly yellow, but with green patches which show that someone has most likely tried to paint over the original color with one more suitable to camouflage in the wasteland. Turning his head, he looks past a long and seemingly old, but well-cared sniper rifle, he checks that nobody has followed him in, he speaks to the bartender in a quiet, polite voice*

"One nuka cola, if possible." *looking around, he takes off a pair of round orange sunglasses and turns his attention back to the bartender* "Trouble?"
 
To Newcomer

Huh? You talkin to me? No I'm not the bartender, I'm a Ranger. And yes we have had some trouble around here, but that was yesterday. A tribal named Salem cuased a heep a trouble, and then the Snake Burton was killed just south of this bar. The local shariff should be lettin out Salem about now, and I've posted a reward to be given to any man that brings in the suspect in the Burton murder.
*Holds up a poster of a man.*
His name 's Rat-catcher and I want him alive so that I can question him. The rewards is up to $2550 if your interested.
*reaches behind the counter and pulls out a bottle*
Heres your cola. Just put the money in the till'. If you're lookin for a job I'm sure the owner of this bar would hire you. His last bartender ran yesterday when a fight almost broke out. Say that's some pretty interesting armor you have there. Mind me askin' why its yellow?
 
RE: To Newcomer

{tilts his head a little} "Ranger, huh? Heard of you people... basically at war with slavers and the like, correct?"

{he scratches the stubble on his chin} "What's the catch? I've heard quite a lot about Burton, and very little of it good. Why should an New California Ranger be interested so much to bring in his cleaner? That's not exactly pocket change you're offering for him." {he casually bites off the cap from the Nuka-Cola bottle, puts it in his backpack and takes a sip from the bottle}

"And as for your question, I've found that the green color these suits come in stands out in the desert like a sore thumb. So, I've painted it over a little. Not much of a job, but it suits me fine."

>Huh? You talkin to me? No
>I'm not the bartender, I'm
>a Ranger. And yes
>we have had some trouble
>around here, but that was
>yesterday. A tribal named
>Salem cuased a heep a
>trouble, and then the Snake
>Burton was killed just south
>of this bar. The
>local shariff should be lettin
>out Salem about now, and
>I've posted a reward to
>be given to any man
>that brings in the suspect
>in the Burton murder.
>*Holds up a poster of a
>man.*
>His name 's Rat-catcher and I
>want him alive so that
>I can question him. The
>rewards is up to $2550
>if your interested.
>*reaches behind the counter and pulls
>out a bottle*
>Heres your cola. Just put the
>money in the till'.
>If you're lookin for a
>job I'm sure the owner
>of this bar would hire
>you. His last bartender
>ran yesterday when a fight
>almost broke out. Say
>that's some pretty interesting armor
>you have there. Mind
>me askin' why its yellow?
>
 
RE: To Newcomer

{tilts his head a little} "Ranger, huh? Heard of you people... basically at war with slavers and the like, correct?"

{he scratches the stubble on his chin} "What's the catch? I've heard quite a lot about Burton, and very little of it good. Why should an New California Ranger be interested so much to bring in his cleaner? That's not exactly pocket change you're offering for him." {he casually bites off the cap from the Nuka-Cola bottle, puts it in his backpack and takes a sip from the bottle}

"And as for your question, I've found that the green color these suits come in stands out in the desert like a sore thumb. So, I've painted it over a little. Not much of a job, but it suits me fine."

>Huh? You talkin to me? No
>I'm not the bartender, I'm
>a Ranger. And yes
>we have had some trouble
>around here, but that was
>yesterday. A tribal named
>Salem cuased a heep a
>trouble, and then the Snake
>Burton was killed just south
>of this bar. The
>local shariff should be lettin
>out Salem about now, and
>I've posted a reward to
>be given to any man
>that brings in the suspect
>in the Burton murder.
>*Holds up a poster of a
>man.*
>His name 's Rat-catcher and I
>want him alive so that
>I can question him. The
>rewards is up to $2550
>if your interested.
>*reaches behind the counter and pulls
>out a bottle*
>Heres your cola. Just put the
>money in the till'.
>If you're lookin for a
>job I'm sure the owner
>of this bar would hire
>you. His last bartender
>ran yesterday when a fight
>almost broke out. Say
>that's some pretty interesting armor
>you have there. Mind
>me askin' why its yellow?
>
 
RE: To Newcomer

>{tilts his head a little} "Ranger,
>huh? Heard of you people...
>basically at war with slavers
>and the like, correct?"
>
>{he scratches the stubble on his
>chin} "What's the catch? I've
>heard quite a lot about
>Burton, and very little of
>it good. Why should an
>New California Ranger be interested
>so much to bring in
>his cleaner? That's not exactly
>pocket change you're offering for
>him." {he casually bites off
>the cap from the Nuka-Cola
>bottle, puts it in his
>backpack and takes a sip
>from the bottle}
>
>"And as for your question, I've
>found that the green color
>these suits come in stands
>out in the desert like
>a sore thumb. So, I've
>painted it over a little.
>Not much of a job,
>but it suits me fine."


Interesting take on the armor. In ranger training we're tuaght to stand really still and act like a cactus:-).

As for the reward. We, the rangers, are not just oppossed to slavery. We fight all evils and see that justice is done. That and well, my contacts in the BoS are quite interested in who could have had the fire power to blow Snake away like that.
 
RE: To Newcomer

"Thus the need to bring him in alive, huh?" {he takes another sip of the Nuka Cola} "Any leads? Anyone seen the direction he was headed? Possible armaments? Is he on foot or does he have transport?"

>As for the reward. We,
>the rangers, are not just
>oppossed to slavery. We
>fight all evils and see
>that justice is done.
>That and well, my contacts
>in the BoS are quite
>interested in who could have
>had the fire power to
>blow Snake away like that.
 
RE: To Newcomer

I got a transmission over the radio from a post near N.R. that a man matching Rat's discription was in town. He had a companion and judging by how fast he got to Reno he has to have a transport of some sort. My bet is that he won't stay there much longer. I am going to go south to H.Q. and pick up some equip. and look for him in that territory. You are welcome to travel with me or you can go at it alone.
*Leans in closer*
Look. Try not to get killed over this. We may be out of our league here. Keep in mind that this guy sluaghtered the most deadly man that ever walked the wastes. And anybody that can make the BoS worry deffinatly makes me worry.
*Starts walking to the door and calls back*
If you're coming then lets move, just don't bite of more jerky than you can chew.
*and then to the bar flies*
Hey, give my regards to the shariff.
*walks down the street and stops at a rusted through hummer. Gets in and suprisingly starts it, and drives south out of town.*
 
RE: To Newcomer

The newcomer thinks for a moment, then downs his Nuca Cola, turns around and heads for the door as well. Halfway across the bar, the pulls out his .44 again, flips the safety on again, turns around and tosses five coins onto the bar.

As we walks out back into the blazing sunlight, he sees the ranger walking toward to something that resembles an old desert terrain vehicle which has probably seen better days, but probably very few worse ones. Nearing the vehicle, he takes the sniper off his back, and seats himself next to driver's seat without a word, the rifle cradled in his lap. He looks at the ranger already starting the car, extends his hand and quietly says:

"By the way; Mousse."
 
Hey !

!!O.O.C.!! Dammit, I haven't checked this for days, sorry !!end O.O.C.!!

Hey you ! just because I didn't say something doesn't mean I don't want the money ! Anyways : Wait for me ! *jumps on his bike* I'm in, if you like it or not.
 
You got the cash, I got the guns.

* Drives up to a small bar with the sign Maltese Falcon on the door in his jeep, then raidios ranger HQ*
"Yeah, tell that ranger guy me 'n my company i'd like to help catch this Rat guy. Tell 'im my radio frequency is . . . * Tells the frequency* "Oh 'n tell 'im we'er at the Maltese Falcon. He oughta know where it is." * Walks into bar gets 6 rooms for his crew, then sits on the bar drinkin' whiskey*
 
RE: To Newcomer

{squints at the ranger}

My name is Mousse. Well, my given name's Quinch, but nobody calls me that anymore.
 
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