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RBA-120-9 aka Arron

"Hello human. I am RBA-120-9, otherwise known as Arron. How may I help you?"

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a character in “Fallout: The Manhatten Trials”, as played by Dragonrogue

Description

Age: 83

Gender: Male

Species: Robot

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Robotic Bodyguard

Job Description: Protect humans.

Equipment
9mm Pistol
Shredded cape

Perks
Breathless- (doesn't need to breathe)
Rad immunity- (Radiation doesn't affect you)
Calculated- (Being a robot, you tend to not use emotions, making it hard to build relationships, and decisions are made through calculations
Crafting- your also great at build/crafting)

History
RBA-120-9 was found broken in the outside world. He was taken back to Vault 98 and was fixed up with spare parts and rebooted. RBA-120-9`s first memories are of the humans that rebooted him. He was unable to recall anything prior to waking up. Unable to answer any of the human`s questions he was put to work cleaning. After cleaning for ten years, he was moved up to maintenance for twenty years, research for fifteen, cafeteria for thirteen, and med-bay for twenty-five. Somewhere along the way the humans started calling him Arron and it stuck. When he was in the med-bay a ghoul went feral and he stepped in to taking care of it. Due to to his promptness in killing the ghoul the humans made him a robotic bodyguard.

So begins...

RBA-120-9 aka Arron's Story

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As the group went through the screen door, Pierre was amazed at what he saw before him, but also an sad sight. The others started heading toward what looked like a intact house that wasn't harmed by the events that drove their ancestors to the vaults. Though Pierre had trouble with catching up with the rest of the group due to his bulky physique and age. When they got to the house, Max ordered him along with the rest to guard the outside of the house while they scavenge it.

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After sometime of watching the wasteland and thinking about what kind of things that may have happened out there, Max and the few that entered came back out with him. Though Pierre wish to know what they found in there so he asked with his deep voice "So was there anything of interest or use in there? Anything like parts or components that wasn't damaged?". Curiosity was flowing through the mechanic's head, hoping that there is something in there that he can work with.

(I rushed through my post to catch up)

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Max" history and yeah a few components nothing major" He said tightening his knee brace " maybe next we'll find some nuke chevy's functional enough to fix " He said reassuring pier " would make the trip at hell of a lot easier " he looked at the rest focusing on Alex " fun enough yet ? " He said in a low raspy voice he cleared his throat " could get more fun if there is raider in the food place " he said emptying his shotgun he never kept it loaded only on emergencies, he leaned against one of the old cars waiting for everyone to get settle and ready to leave.

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"No, Max, not really, there was a reason I wanted out. But that's a story for another time. Besides, I'm going up and checking out the surroundings. There might be something of use up ahead." She left the basement, what she decided to do was climb on top of the roof of the now, not so sturdy house. She heard a crack but thought it wasn't anything of worry. 'Huh, gas station and grocery store about .5 miles away, I'll tell them when we leave.' She thought to herself.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As Alex climbed to the roof, the shingles began to crack under her weight. She probably shouldn't have climbed up the 200 year home. The roof gave way, with a panicking Alex falling to the ground. Um....were legs suppose to bend like that? One of her legs were broken. This was not good. Rubble was surrounding her, even a good big piece was on her arm. Luckily, the arm wasn't broken too. Then, if you were to look at her leg, you would also see bone. Pain on this level wasn't experienced by any vault dweller. She would need immediate care to fix her leg. and this was a bad break. The screams of pain was also not very good at keeping people canceled from raider groups ether. Alex was on the ground now. Her leg broken, possibly multiple places. She wasn't looking tough now.

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The crack was louder this time until the 200 year old roofing gave way. A large crack followed by "Holy shit!" Her leg was broken, she tried quelling her screams of pain. For the most part it worked. There were only a few squeals of pain, followed mostly by groaning. "What the fu..." She realized what happened, seeing the now opened ceiling, 2 floors up. "Motherfucker that hurts. I knew that crack wasn't good. I just had to get cocky. Fuck!" She realized there was bone sticking out, and her arm hurt like hell. She looked over, "That's luckily not broken." Thank god she was not alone. It hurt to yell, but it was her only option, she had heard that raiders existed in the area so she was quiet on that, "Guys! Motherfucker this hurts. I fell from the roof!"

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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The outside world was amazing. Although it wasn't very 'intact'. Soon they arrived at a house that was pretty well contained. And after scavenging for awhile, they came across a trap door. Maybe the humming sound was coming from there? Max and a few others entered and Genesis stayed there, for she was told something 'dangerous' may be down there, and they didn't want their youngest getting hurt. Still, Genesis felt useless. Hadn't they realized age is a number? While they were down there, Genesis decided to take a look around the house. She went outside and saw Alex climbing up the roof. "Hey, Alex! What' cha doing up there?" Before she got an answer, Alex fell into the house, screams of pain filling Genesis' ears. "Alex!" She screamed. She climbed the rooftop and looked through the newly created hole through the roof. Alex didn't look so good. She held her leg, and it looked pretty bad. She climbed down, carefully, and made sure not to hurt Alex while coming down. "Holy crap I can see your bone!" She gasped holding her stomach in disgust. She yelled as loud as she could, "Guys get over here! Alex broke her fucking leg!" She was horrified by what Alex was currently going through.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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"Why was that smart? Oh yeah, it wasn't." She saw open air, how could she have made such a mistake? Besides that, she now had the sudden jolt of pain that she should have had at first. "Mother of god! This hurts like hell!" Fom lying on the ground what she saw was this.

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"I fell that far, seemed farther." Rethinking what she had just done, she remembered why she went up there. 'Just to scout the area. Really!' She thought. To be fair, it would be better than a tree.

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"Max, whatever the hell it takes, there isn't much I care for right now." She was ready to do anything she needed to do to get through this. "Alright, I'm ready to go through with this." She was honestly scared, but the only way out was just that. She was told to bite as hard as she could. However, what would actually happen is a squeal of pain that of a dog being hit with a blunt object, and then bite.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Max waited for the other to come around and restrain her she was brave but he knew as soon as he started she would change mighty quick. He his knee made a creaking noise like an old door hinge without his knee brace his knee was almost useless, Crippled. he walked faster with a brace on his leg, and leg is less likely to break with knee brace. Take off the knee brace, opposite affects occur. He ripped a part of his shirt and fastened around his knee from tearing of course it wasn't a knee brace it was just a bandage. He smiled at Alex" is not as bad at least it wasn't a bullet on your knee cap, once we find a stimpak well fix you right up " he said comforting her.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As Pierre listen to what Max's findings were, he said "Any kind of components are useful..." just before Pierre could finish talking, he heard an scream coming from above the house. Everything happened so quick and everyone run to the source of the noise. The middle-aged mechanic ran to the source and saw what happened, Alex was injured also in pain. Max immediately started treating her damaged leg and Pierre didn't know what to say as he watched. Though he didn't know what to do as he worried that they were already gonna lose someone when they are not even that far from the vault.

The Mechanic then heard her scream and it pained him to hear someone in pain, It was like some of the engineers back in the vault who got injured while working that one time. That engineer didn't work for months after one of the generators took his arm off and Pierre volunteered to take over the guy's work, hoping that the man would recover. Pierre then decided to help out Max in holding her down while he treats her wound, he spoke "Here, I will help you out".

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Daedrin stood guard with his shoulders leaned against one side of the door, his pistol in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He waited out there and scanned the landscape that he could see for anything about to kill them. Soon after the search began Jacob came out followed by the others. He kept on watch until they decided to move out and had to listen to Jacob and Mi have their talk, which almost made him want to gag and shoot himself. Luckily for him there was some excitement when Alex fell through the roof. He dipped his head around the corner and coughed when he got hit face first with a wave of dust from the girl's impact.

He turned to Arron and nonchalantly shook dust out of his hair. "Wait here Arron, I'm going in." Daedrin holstered his gun and went to hold Alex down by her arms as Max got to his business of fixing the girls leg. When he was finished Daedrin hoisted the girl up and got her on his back with her legs resting on either side of him, an easy carrying position. Alright, enough playing in the dirt. Let's head out. Just don't drool on my neck when you're sleeping." Daedrin started off out the door ignoring any respite Alex might have. He didn't like the thought of having to carry her weight but he was in a pinch for time. His job was to protect the group and if they didn't make it to their destination before nightfall it would be harder to do said job.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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The afternoon sun, bright and brilliant, was now slowly sinking into the horizen. Time flies when you have conversations, and people falling through roofs. It would be wise to use the house to make camp. But, the situation in the vault wasnt getting any better. You could ether leave, and continue your quest...or mission, if you perfer it like that. The wasteland began to make strange noises, such as rattling, hissing, and cerping. It was not at all like the vault, and would make most vault dewllers uneasy. Both staying and leaveing would hold consequences. After all, after the falling fiasco, you deifantly made your presence. That could leave you vulerable, but more defendable than out in the open. But staying also means your one more day away from your goal. Tough decisions, tough wasteland.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Max put the brace on Alex leg " don't push yourself if you need to switch do so we don't need more injuries " he said walking with a limp as without his brace it was hard to walk as fast as before, he tightened the piece of clothing he wrapped around his knee to keep pressure " night comes, pip boys off until i say other wise lights might attract something " he said leading them down the broken road " if we get ambushed or attack take mi Jacob and alex and genesis pierre lead them back to the house" He looked at arron and deidrin " we are the line of defense that how it works spear " he said moving ahead of the " you two take my flanks guns loaded " His knee creaked one more time " also no more scouting alone pairs should always be used are we clear ?" he said looking at Alex.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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The middle-aged mechanic listened to Max's request, he slightly nod his head in an agreement on it. Pierre stood cautious with his wrench on hand for when he may need to use it as a weapon. Who knows what they could encounter out here, some of the creatures that Pierre heard Max talk about sound quite fierce. Just seeing the wasteland gave him the idea that if there is anyone out here, they possibly won't be sane. Yet, Pierre also remembered that he brought his homemade pistol with him, it always took care of the radroaches back in the vault whenever they found their way in. With some of ammunition that was given out eariler, he could possibly use in case things go really bad.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Max continued walking keeping his breath even as he took strides slower each time stopping know however would not help their cause Oxn town was just a start but even there, no guarantee that anyone or anything would help their quest still it was hope. He had been away from the wasteland for so long and even if it seemed impossible it was possible that it could have gone to shit even further. He looked back at the rest of the group and the back to the road, it was gonna be a hell of a journey he didn't count on making it, but he was going to do it one last time, finally let the dead take him end his eternal chase. He looked at his shotgun, he smiled contemplating how many times he held it to his head but could not pull the trigger, he didn't know whether that was because he was a coward or because his instinct were his master refusing to let it end that easily. The sky was full of starts and old world satellites a small beacon of beauty in an otherwise gray lifeless and hopeless land.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Arron got behind and to the left of Max just like he told him to. The group had decided to move on instead of staying at the house. Arron personally did not want to stay. Soon creatures would come alerted by the screams and even though the house would be more defensible it was old and could collapse if disturbed enough. Arron scanned the road ahead to look for danger. As he scanned he saw some kind of creatures scurrying around at the edge of his vision. Arron glanced at the group making sure that everyone was there and ready, before looking again. He scanned the place again trying to tell what it was, but they were gone. Arron didn`t want to alarm anyone since the creatures might have not noticed them yet but he motioned to Daedriin and Max to be alert when the others weren`t looking.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As the guardians of the group went toward the ruined super duper mart, they failed to notice the hanging, mutilated bodies of people. There fucking intestines were used as streamers. Heads were on pikes on the store. Then, when they finally open the doors to the ruined mart, they opened the doors to gunfire. Bullets were swarming, though, not around them. A group of people wearing pre war riot gear, were fighting others wereing makeshift armor and weopons. You hear one of the makeshift, bloody armor at riot armor group yell "Die you bitches!" And with that, a huge spray of bullets came out of a rusty, homeade minigun. One of the people of the riot gear group ducked for cover. The others werent so lucky and were turned to shreds. The now lone ranger made a well placed shot with a .44 revolvor. The minigun person went down for the count. More gunshots rang. There were obiviously more. The ranger turned to the guardians direction, for there pressence was evident from the doors bell. "You ether help me, or you run!" The ranger said takeing cover behind a receptionist desk. He waived you over. Bullets were flying through the air without coornation. This was deifinatly a firefight.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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" understood " he signaled for his two members to get into flanking positions, max looked around for a way to not directly go out into the fight just yet, he tossed and moved things to distract the raiders, then he looked around for something that could be useful like and old protecton or even dead bodies to get another weapon as his shotgun wouldn't do much at such long range, he continued to try and distract them as he got closer to one a distracter raider, he grabbed him unloading his buck on his back, then held him up as a shield as he moved behind cover again.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Daedrin didn't waste time with conversation, he instantly found cover behind one of the check out counters and scanned for the raiders. He peeked around the counter and almost had his head blown off by a raider with a shotgun. He ducked back behind the counter to save his face and drew out his baton which extended into a 2ft stick. When the raider came around the corner Daedrin tried to aim the end of the stick in the middle of the raider's arms and lock onto the gun arm of the raider. He raised the pistol over his shoulder and aimed it at the raider's head and fired off several shots as he twisted at the raiders wrist with the baton to make him drop his gun.

He heard more raiders coming and knew if he didn't clean up with the first raider he would be quickly overwhelmed. He put his pistol away and grabbed each end of the baton with each hand and spun it in an attempt to flip the raider onto their back so he could crush their vocal cords with his boot. He had trained himself with combat manuals and with Arron when he was still younger, knowing he would be a part of the security force, so he had somewhat of an idea how to fight hand to hand. After dispatching the raider he disengaged from the corpse and redrew his pistol after holstering his baton and peeked around the counter again to spot the next raider.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As the fighting continued, more gun fire rose. The ranger had found a modified pipe rifle turned into a assuilt rifle. He started fireing on to the raiders with surprising accuracy. But as soon as he got 2 of them down, the makeshift gun went click. Out of ammo. He quickly pulledd his .44, and continued to fire from behind the receptionist couter. A raider with a weird metalic rusty fist came up to Daedrin, and punched at his stomach. Were he came from, no one knew. Raiders seamed to be every were. This raider was a particularly unattractive one, for one of her eyes were gone. In its place was a robotic eye that really just filled the hole for her original lost. She was also wearing god awful armor composed of bits of human leather, hands, and thank god, made mostly of scrap metal. The raider yelled "sing for me baby! Yell your heart out! Bleed fucker bleed!" It was almost poetic, if it wasnt made by a mad woman.

Bullets flew torwd max, mostly hitting the couter of the grocery. Raiders were holding up on makeshift cat walks made of old wood on top of the ailes of the super duper mart. The makeshift minigun, compose of lead pipes as barrels, and a simple motor of a fission battery, was sitting beside max. It used not rare 5mm ammo. Then, there was a simple pipe rifle, made of course pipe, duct tape and scrap metal and wood. You wouldnt even be sure if the barrel was rifled. It seamed to use 10mm ammo. More raiders poured in. About 15 were roaming the wooden catwalks, 10 more on the groud. You could hear a loud metalic sound in the distance of the mart.

Mean while, outside, it felt like it was freezing, and the gun shots could be heard from the super duper mart. And the mutilated bodies of the entrance didnt, or wouldnt help with the anticipation. Neithor did gunshots.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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As the fighting continued, more gun fire rose. The ranger had found a modified pipe rifle turned into a assuilt rifle. He started fireing on to the raiders with surprising accuracy. But as soon as he got 2 of them down, the makeshift gun went click. Out of ammo. He quickly pulledd his .44, and continued to fire from behind the receptionist couter. A raider with a weird metalic rusty fist came up to Daedrin, and punched at his stomach. Were he came from, no one knew. Raiders seamed to be every were. This raider was a particularly unattractive one, for one of her eyes were gone. In its place was a robotic eye that really just filled the hole for her original lost. She was also wearing god awful armor composed of bits of human leather, hands, and thank god, made mostly of scrap metal. The raider yelled "sing for me baby! Yell your heart out! Bleed fucker bleed!" It was almost poetic, if it wasnt made by a mad woman.

Bullets flew torwd max, mostly hitting the couter of the grocery. Raiders were holding up on makeshift cat walks made of old wood on top of the ailes of the super duper mart. The makeshift minigun, compose of lead pipes as barrels, and a simple motor of a fission battery, was sitting beside max. It used not rare 5mm ammo. Then, there was a simple pipe rifle, made of course pipe, duct tape and scrap metal and wood. You wouldnt even be sure if the barrel was rifled. It seamed to use 10mm ammo. More raiders poured in. About 15 were roaming the wooden catwalks, 10 more on the groud. You could hear a loud metalic sound in the distance of the mart.

Mean while, outside, it felt like it was freezing, and the gun shots could be heard from the super duper mart. And the mutilated bodies of the entrance didnt, or wouldnt help with the anticipation. Neithor did gunshots.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: GM Character Portrait: Pierre Siegbert Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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Max quickly go to work using his repair skill to fix and maintain the mini gun " dammit I knew this could be bad but I didn't expect it to be completely over run " he adjusted it and mounted it on a shopping car he used the car to get better maneuvering as he moved the car side to side as he shot the raiders that came in sight.

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Daedrin was just calming himself down from the first raider attack when out came a second one, this time with a fist type weapon. She was utterly foreign to him, her clothing and appearance especially. He didn't have much of a problem striking this woman but she got to him first, striking his stomach and knocking the wind out of him. He barely got out his baton in time to try and trap her wrist before the second strike landed on him. He twisted her wrist with the baton if he was successful in the trap and aimed a pistol whip across her skull, then went for an over-the-back flip using her locked arm as the focal point for the flip.

Hopefully it worked so he could get an easier shot in with his pistol to end the fight quickly, an execution kill through the eye socket would suffice. With that out of the way he peeked around the corner again to see many more where that came from, and decided to get mobile. He stuck close to the aisle shelves to stay as stealthy as possible and aimed to get underneath one of the raiders without them noticing, then he would shoot straight up under their chin to get in a swift death. If they were holding any weapons of greater strength than his, such as a sword or stronger gun he would gladly scavenge these from their bodies and make quick use.

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After Max ordered everyone except the guardians to stay behind, Pierre stayed close to the others while they were away and took some interest in his surroundings. He saw an couple of destroyed cars, a few shopping carts, and a bunch of tin cans laying all around the parking lot of the super duper mart in messy fashion. Yet, his vision wasn't all that good to observe the destroyed cars as they were quite some distance away from the group and he doesn't know what may be lurking out here, so he rather stick close to the others. Though there were some shopping carts nearby and some tin cans, he decided to pick up one of the cans that had "Pork & Beans" printed on it but it was already open and empty of it's contents. It took him some time to observe the can and he thought to himself (This could be useful for something.) then he stuffed a few of the empty cans into his pack for later use if any.

Not long after he stuffed the cans into his pack, he heard gunfire from the store. He then look to others upon hearing the noise hoping that none of them run towards it, Pierre didn't wish to disobey Max's orders so he stood put with the rest of group. Yet, he hopes that the guardians are okay as he doesn't know how they will get around without Max at their side. So he stood with his head pointed in the direction of the store for sometime, hearing the faint sound of the guns firing away and shopping carts making rustic rattles. He hopes that the danger will vanish, but who knows if he and the rest of the group is safe from harm.

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Character Portrait: Jacob Simmerlock Character Portrait: Daedrin Character Portrait: Alex Westingson Character Portrait: Maxwell "max" Piedransky Character Portrait: Genesis Character Portrait: Mi Ru Bin Character Portrait: RBA-120-9 aka Arron
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(Im soo sorry guys, ive been grounded from both my phone and computer. They just now let me have my phone.)

Draden saw a small gun made of bits of pipe and a long thin clip. It seamed to be a .22 pipe smg,(used to be weilded) by a raider. The gun also featured a makeshift scope made of pipe and string for crosshairs. Also by the raider was a machete made with a lawn mower blade. There was also 3 clips of .22 ammo thrown about. But you could hear yells of the psyhcos quite clearly, and one was even right by you. He yelled "Scream for your life! You may kill me, but cogey will get you. If Mad Dave doesnt first" the raider took a swing at you with a rusty crowbar.

As max was mowing down some of the raiders as his mobile minigun contraption raced atound, the riot armor clad ranger was shooting down the raiders from the wooden makeshift catwalks to make the killing spree easier. But max suddenly heard a 'tick tick'. The minigun was empty, and the ranger and max was surrounded by raiders. All looking for blood. One of the raiders yelled in a southern accent. "Let mad dave kill them.." All the raiders seamed to hoot and howler as you hear large thumping sounds and mechanical buzzing. The ranger sighed. "Well, were going to die.....but not without a fight." He turned to max "whats your name partner? Dont want to die by a stranger." The ranger readied his revolvor for whatever would come up.

Meanwhile outside, the gunfire had halted. This was ether a good sign, or a bad one, since the security team hasnt made it out yet. The thought would come to most of your heads that you should help, but its also means disobeing orders from max. Wait. You start hearing clunking sounds in the distance. And a small amount of mechanical buzzing. And gunfire coming from behind you. Now you must chose fast. Ethere stay put, or go into the super duper mart. Your choice, your consiquence.

(Sorry if its bad. Im on my phone sooo)