What the HELL is this???

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Dust himself off and steps into the ol bar

*cautiously walks up to the bar*
Ol Snake Burton here! Happier then a 14 year old finding out what his pole is used for. Ol snake express here looking for a man bye the name of BOB the Hermit...Missin my ol Travelin partner...If BOb stops any here I didn't catch your name?? ANyway bar keep if Ol bob comes in tell him i didn't mean what i said about ol Fred!! It was the damn rot gut shit...I been drinking...Since the caravans slowed down ol snake hasn't been robbing that many people can't afford the pre-war shit anymore and rotgut just be making me get a little..anyways...he is an intellegent pet rock..Can you tell ol bob that for me Bar keep. (Looks across the room see's a a man with a badge sitting at the table...) Barkeep what the hell is that VC Board cop doing in here??? YOu letting this place go all to hell?? *Snakes one eyes lightens with fire as it glares at the VC Board cop*
 
RE: *Hands over some ammo*

I don't like laserweapons except for this here (taps on a pocket in my black trenchcoat). It doesn't even need batteries! I call it a solar gun! Found it in the same Vault as I saw those deathclaws a few days ago. One bad thing though... You can't use it at night. Then I use my Glock and this katana I got from the cold body of one of those darn muthas yakuza swines.And on long distance I use this Sniper Rifle. I got it modified so it can take 15 bullets in the clip insted of just 6. And what do ya think 'bout my glasses? They're bulletproof. Excuse me while i'll go talk to my old friend Snake over there. He owes me money.
 
RE: Dust himself off and steps into the ol bar

As darkness falls a ragged, smelly, and limping man walks into the bar. Taking no notice of anyone else in the bar he walks over to the barkeep. "Give me a round for me and me friend Fred" He slams a rock onto the bar and promptly passes out.
 
An NCR ranger enters the bar.

"I've come looking for a man. Name 's Burton, Snake Burton. I don't want no trouble, just want to... talk."
Looks around the dark bar-room and stops when his gaze meets that of the VC cop sitting in the corner. He sneers behind his armor's visor.
"Oh. Well I didn't expect to see one of you down 'round these parts. I always thought you guys were too busy being better than the rest of the human race."
 
RE: Bob

After bob lays on the floor for a bit a strangly dressed man walks over to the bar and picks bob up and sets him back in his seat. Then he grabs one of the beers that bob ordered and pats the rock saying, "thanks Fred." As he walks torwards the exit he takes a deep swig of bob's beer, and starts mumbling to himself.
 
*stops Kilroy*

Hold on, you still ME some money for the ammo. That'll be 50 caps.
 
to the bartender

Oh sorry. here (pays the man). Walks over to Snake.
Hey ol pal. Remember me? You borrowed 500$ from me in New Reno. I want it back. And btw here's your Cats Paw magazine. (hands a cats paw to snake).
 
RE:........

Suddenly one of the windows crashes and a tall man with a bone thrue his nose climbes in... Hello man... Salem Bonenose me be, me saw you kill that little kid wright... me want money to not tell wright tha man. Me got big Gatling Laser on back.. hehe. 2000 grand man. for tha big party
 
Watches the action!

Slams his drink down. Ol Fuck! godamn this bar is going to hell. All i wanted was a drink and pay back my debt...Unfortuntly the law was around or I would of used the .44 to clear up my debt with that scum bag.. Damn Rangers...*Snake Looks over at his old pale Bob who came in earlier and passed out after ordering a drink. He bellies up to the bar and shoots BoB with some radaway* Damn it bob your sleeping through all the action...damn i told you not to head east godamn the big firing inferno originated from there. Ol snake express advice on this one Bob is get are asses out of the gatlin laser way...Unless we want to be used for this tribals dinner. *Snake grabs the uncouncious compadre and hoist him onto his shoulder begins to bail then stopss runs back and grabs fred bobs pet rock* COuldn't forget that guy! What Ol snake burton does at a time like this is run like hell when a man is threatening to open fire with a gatlin laser gun in a crowded bar. *Snake heads out the back still carying bob and fred. Once outside snake lays bob against his Highway man and feeds bob a salty chocalate ball he cut from the sheriffs testicle in redding!* THis should wake you bob!
 
RE: Watches the action!

Bob stirs a little. "Mfff. Tasty. Taste familiar. Taste like...OH GOD" Bob suddenly barfs in suprisingly large volume. "Ugh. Oh, Snake! me found you! Me lost you and looked for you in east. all me find was warm flat beer that make piss burn. the women there the same as the beer, except not so warm. Me got to tell you, people come hunten fer you. Said they gonna skin you like a slimy lizard! Fred and me were gonna... Oh great steaming pile of hot brahmin crap!!!Where is Fred?!?!?"
 
RE:........

Ranger draws his .223 pistol and aims it squarly at the tribals head.
"Blackmail is illeagal in this territory. I recomend that you settle any "business" that you may have with this man in a civilized manner. You can act civilized can't you?"
 
RE:........

As Ranger held Salem Bonenose at gunpoint an unusually dirty tribal walked into the bar. He took one look at the action and said "Oh crap" and then he did.
"No you worry Boney. War Hamster help you"(fumbles in a leather pouch for a bit and pulls out a dull knife)"you leave Boney friend alone, greenman!"
 
With his ol .44 drawn.

Don't worry Bob...I got ol fred here with me! I wasn't gonna a leave your buddy behind...The shit is going down hard in there bob...I say we have two options bob??? We get in the highwayman and get are asses to Reno like two pussies with a dildo shoved up are ass's or we can go back in there and show them ol mutha's what Ol Bob and Snake are considered the bad and the ugly!!! YOu see two types of people in this world those with guns and those with bigger guns. *Snake opens the trunk of the highwayman* I was going to save this for a rainy day ol bob but i think its time to use it! I never did like VC cops and rangers cause to much problems in these parts. *Lifts a pre-war rocket launcher from the trunk.* This baby i found on a caravaan headin to NCR...Ol Snake hit jackpot when he hit that caravann up...!Okay...bob what you say..You and fred me and my friend mr. rocket of burning death?? Go walk back into that bar light it up like the day the burning inferno engulfed this world... I always wanted one of them VC badges to hang from my neck??? Maybe we can kill the bar keep fix the joint up start a knew after we slaughter everyone?? THat sound good bob...start a respectable business running whores and selling cheap whiskey!! I can just see it now bob me and you serving people are whole lifes! UHMMM?? Bob*Bob still dazed a is smiling and petting his fred* Snake looks befounded?? Uhmm??? Okay??...*Puts the rocket launcher back in the trunk...* Your right BOB who wants to be slaves and work there lives away in a crumy town like this! Lets just sit out here and watch all the fun...maybe if anyone is standing we can take them out ;). GOD YOUR A GENUIS BOB! We can collect all the body parts and barbeque us a great feast and feed it to the starving jet heads down the street! HELL...LETS FEED THE JET head then kill them too!! Man this just keeps getting better! *Bob still petting his rock* Your right bob! Jet heads taste like shit! Okay...we will just wait out here and see what happens just hope that darn ranger don't come out here we might have to get nasty!!!
 
NO!

Danm guys! If you're gonna fight please do it outside! This isn't even my bar, I just work here!
......Oh what the hell!
*grabs two lightbringers and jumps into action*
I QUIT!
 
RE: NO!

*take out Glock 17 and solar gun and points them at tribal*
Hey don't you be killing Snake before he pays me my money! *screams to Snake*
You got two minutes to give me my money before I let this tribal blow you to kingdom come! Sheriff how about that job I asked about? I'm real handy with steel. I'm no geek from the street. I can handle myself!
 
*Shoots his .223 in the air*

What the hell is going on here!! I leave this bar one friggin' minute and already you're all at eachothers throats! Who started this?
 
RE: *Shoots his .223 in the air*

Muhahahaha *Salem Bonenose starts laughing*
Salem dont want nobodys bullet in tha head. me want shoting da gatling laser.. muhahahaha
*Salem Bonenose reaches for his gatling laser and pulls it... slowly he aims at the ranger* Me want peace so give me tha money now man....
 
Fred the Rock to Bob the Hermit

You should burn things, Bob. Burn things now! BURN!BURN!BURN!BURN! Heeheheheee!
 
RE: Fred the Rock to Bob the Hermit

As Bob sits petting his rock he hears a voice in his ear saying,
">You should burn things, Bob. Burn
>things now! BURN!BURN!BURN!BURN! Heeheheheee!"
Bob jumps up and scream at the top of his lungs, Burn! All of you!Bob pulls a molitov from his pack lites it and chucks it through a window into the bar. *turns to Snake grinning* Me like Barbaque. Me like it a lot.*looks at Fred* You like bbq too, don't you Fred?
 
Peace?

WARNING OUT OF CHARACTER!
Okey everyone! This is getting out of hand! What about we all put down our weapons and calm down?
Read my reply at the "Important Questions"-post.
What about it? If we starts shooting it would be hell. Because no-one wants their character killed they would just say "No, you missed me with all those 500 shots from your Superminigun you "found" in the tank at that deserted Military base" So no-one dies and it would be just shit all this. I say peace. Okey? And Snake, don't kill every cop or ranger you see cause non of our characters are so powerfull that they can take on a powerfull group like the NCR rangers. Make love not war. ( I'm no hippie I just don't think everybody should kill all the other humans in the wastelands)
 
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