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Jef Flint

"Jef with one f"

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a character in “Fallout: The Dawn War”, as played by Addrinvan

Description

Name: Jef Flint
Start: Mercenary
Mutation Level: H3
Traits: Hot Blooded, Mute, Wolff's law, Ham Fisted, Chitinous Spawn, B.A.M.F
Perks: NA
Property: Nomadic
Money: NCR: 8,000, Legion: D0 A0, Caps: 4,000
Appearance(optional): Jef is a hulk of a man with brown hair and brown eyes. He keeps a close beard. His hair is let down and looks as if he just stepped out of his bed. He is missing a few teeth from his many fights and has several scars on his face from bottles and such being smashed over his head.
Inventory: Grenade launcher with 6 grenades and brass knuckles which are spiked at the knuckles. 2 stim packs.
Extra: Mat & Jef are related.

So begins...

Jef Flint's Story

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Character Portrait: Nina Reed Character Portrait: Jef Flint Character Portrait: Mat Flint
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"Hey you!" Yelled a bandit from the side of the road as Jef and Mat walked along on their way to one of the local follower camps. Jef looked at the man and made a silent snarl. Mat saw his anger and put a hand on Jef's chest. "What do you want my good fellow?" asked Mat. "I want everything you got on you. Your money, your cloths, and whatever medicine your taking to that follower camp up the road." said the bandit. Mat's hand left Jef's chest and Mat replied, "I have no love of money nor of cloths, but this here medicine is going to save quite a few lives. So I'd appreciate it if you died easy for my brother here, he doesn't like a mess." At this Jef ran forward at a speed that shouldn't have been possible for a man so large. Jef collided with the fellow and sandwiched him between the rocks, but not before he got a shot off from his 9mm. The bullet grazed Jef's cheek and tore threw his ear, but the bullet kept going and collided with Mat right in the stomach. Mat crumpled and Jef dropped the mangled and most certainly dead bandit and Ran to Mat. Jef picked up Mat and sprinted back down the road because he knew he saw a modest ranch that looked as if it was in pretty good shape. Worse comes to worse it would be a comfortable place to die. Jef made it there in less than five minutes. He ran through the gate and saw a women walking. He ran to Nina and beckoned to Mat then to the door his eyes yelling for help.

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Character Portrait: Nina Reed Character Portrait: Robert Huhn Character Portrait: D'ne Saeed Character Portrait: Jef Flint Character Portrait: Mat Flint
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Sniff. Sniff. Yes, brahmin, finally picked up scent of food. Smells like a slaughter but their should still be more or at the very least someone with food. I should have just enough bullets. I grip the rifle in my hand. Had just enough bullets to reload the pistol and rifle with a few extra for the shotgun on my back. Alright, let's do this.

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Meanwhile, not far west...

Ranger Ericson leads Robert Huhn's squad through the minefield with no incident and into the ruins of the abandoned Daiyokai settlement. Unreadable markings cover the walls of the burned out buildings and farming equipment is scattered on the ground. The Ranger leads them to a secluded fortification with a radio tower and leads them inside. Their they meet other rangers standing guard.

"So who are these guys, Ericson?"

"These are the men sent by the same people who keep shipping in all the extra ammo."

"Ha, well the more the merrier I suppose at least they got through the minefield."

"Yeah so tell me about this situation then, Ranger." said the Sergeant.

"This station's job is to keep an eye on the Legion outpost in northern Arizona and to act as an early warning system should the Legion try to send assault teams or scouts from this flank." She steps over to a table with a map of the area and continues. "Recently something seems to have stirred up the Legion in the area. Its like someone kicked up a hornets nest. They have been sending out a very large number of patrols looking for someone or something. This has led to their own outposts being severely unmanned."

She turns back to the Sergeant. "That's where you come in. With your squad we will have enough men to assault Legion outposts here, here, and here." She points at the map at each point.

"So what exactly is your plan?"

"Since the Brass has decided to issue this outpost ten times the required ammo each month we have stockpiled a large excess of munitions. We will flood their camps with hot lead in a shock and awe campaign to minimize casualties and do as much damage as we can until their patrols figure out what happened."

"But as soon as we attack the first camp they'll just radio their patrols back."

"The Legion is low tech sergeant. They only keep radios in outposts and even then only the really important ones. As long as none of them escape they wont know what we are up to until its too late. That's the thing about the Legion: Great at taking territory, crap at holding it."

"Alright...so what it is their looking for anyway?"

"I have no idea. Maybe some slaves had a revolt and their cleaning up. Whatever it is its important enough to take full local priority but not enough for them to send additional reinforcements. In any case we cant worry about that right now."

She opens up a door revealing the sleeping bunks. "Let your men gets some sleep Sergeant. We move out at 03:00. Oh and remember: Don't leave this building without an escort and never go poking around old buildings. The Daiyokai booby trapped this whole place before they left. They may not be explosives but it'll kill you either way. They probably left a lot more here too but none of us have been willing to risk our lives for a Daiyokai MRE."

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the farm lands of the Core Region.

A group of three men approached the Reed family farm. Two young men with shotguns on their backs and a fat man with a cowboy hat and a large brahmin skull belt buckle. Nina would not recognize these men as the drug dealers that continue to plague her farm.

As they reach the gate they spot the commotion caused by the Flint brothers. "Samuel, Jakob," says the fat man. "See what you two can do to help those poor fellers."

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I dont get it. I dont see or hear anything, cant even find any tracks but these hills reek of brahmin blood. Suddenly, I hear a noise echoing from what sounds like a cave. Ringing alarms and loud machinery. I start moving in that direction climbing a hill and sliding back down it. A group in yellow outfits with blue strips stand at the cave's entrance. Masks cover their heads but you can still see their faces. Trying to shield themselves from the dangers of the outside.

"Hey! Whats that?!" They all suddenly turn their guns to face me. "Hold it right there!" The man at the front of the group says. "Who are you?"

Before I can speak I feel a hand clench my throat. It feels as real as the sand at my feet but I see nothing.

"What the hell is he doing?" And neither can they apparently. "Take him d-" before he can finish speaking a whirl of gunshots fire out of nowhere in front of him tearing him in pieces. With a flash the gunner appears in front of them as does the one choking me to death. Nightkin.

"We know you have Stealth Boys in that briefcase normies. Give them to us!" They freeze in fear. Idiots.

I lift my rifle over it's arm stabbing the barrel into it's eye socket and firing. I sure hope that alone will put him down. He drops and I slam the rifle butt into his wrist and gasp for breathe. I swing the rifle back around towards to the second nightkin and cock the rifle. I sight down it's minigun and fire before it can turn and rev it back up. The loaded ammo detonates filling it's arm with shrapnel with a loud bang.

I drop the rifle, pull the shotgun front my back and charge as it does the same. I leap into the air and fire a shot into it's face. Cocking the gun on air time, I land behind it as it grips itself in pain and fire 2 more shots into its neck and let it bleed out.

"Well, thats done. Now then-" I turn back around to face them only to find their guns already facing me. "Are you aiming at me again?! Are you really aiming at me again?!!"

As they brace to fire I sprint to the side. I can circle strafe faster then a bunch of Vault Dwellers can keep sight on a target. Argh! Damn it. Maybe not as well as I thought. Pick up the pace Saeed!

"What the hell is this guy?!"

A click of an empty magazine is my opening. Longest four and a half seconds of my life. And I only get a few bullet holes in the left arm. Im glad these guys can't shoot worth a damn or id be in big trouble right now. Never thought I'd fight a poor enough enemy that a trick like that would work.

Another leap to get into position and a few punches and jabs to a few who move so slow you'd swear they were drunk and the fight is over. I take another glance over. A woman, unarmed and holding a briefcase. She looks scared to death. Cant blame her. I hear the click of a gun hammer behind me and look over my shoulder. One of them pulled out a pistol aimed right at my face.

"When are you gonna realize that if I wanted you dead you'd already be?", I ask. He fires.

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#, as written by Lenyx
Nina turned as footsteps approached from behind her. Damn those drug lords, sneak attack maybe?

Spinning around on her heel, she was poised herself in a fighting stance, ready to attack. But was surprised to find a large and rugged man instead. Still she didn't let her guard down.

โ€œWho are you and what do you--โ€ She stopped when she saw three men approaching the gates to the ranch. โ€œOkay what is going on?โ€

This was turning out to be an odd day, and it has only begun for Nina. Clearly the first man closest to her had something troubling him. โ€œLook I don't know what happened, but if you need help, you got it. But you cause any trouble and I will be the first to send you packing.โ€

With that bluntly stated she turned her attention to the three men near her gates. โ€œYou three stay right where you are!โ€ She called to them. โ€œState your business. Should you refuse, I got a shotgun and I ain't afraid to use it.โ€ She slowly moved her hand towards her back where the gun lay slung around her. They were far enough away that she had time to pull it around, aim and shoot before they even got within arms distance.