I Don't own RWBY or Fallout NV
English: Take it with a grain of salt.
Navajo: gah-tahn bilh łáaʼii akʼǫ́ǫ́ʼ bilh ashih-hi
Inside Angle Cave
3rd POV
"… A courier? What do you mean by Courier?" Ruby asked as she stares at the Burn Man. The Burn Man puts down the gun and walks over to the three. They stood back in slight terror as the Burn man stood before the,
"Caesar would never admit this openly, but he knows that I'm alive. I've killed enough of his frumentarii and assassins that have come looking." The Burn Man explains. "I've heard one of them travels the Mojave as a courier. Most of Caesar's agents meet a fitting end in NCR territory, but maybe this one survived."
The three looked at one another. Could this Courier he is talking about happened to be Six? However, before anyone could even thing to ask, the Burn man spoke up. "Regardless I apologies for the way you three were greeted upon your entry. We should have given you a better welcome on your first visit to Zion, but from what I hear, the White Legs beat us to it."
"Yeah… they were everywhere." Nora remarks with a sadden tone. The Burn man gave a synthetic nod before continuing.
"I don't know if you were close to the other members of your group, but you have my sympathy. I pray for the safety of all good people who come to Zion, even Gentiles, but we can't expect God to do all the work." The burn man said.
Ruby gave a polite nod in appreciation to the burn man. "Thanks, it's been a bad day for us all, um"
"Joshua, Joshua Gramm. Though most people call me the burned man in distant lands." The burn man, now known as Joshua said casually as the three stared in shock.
"Wait, you are the actual Joshua Gramm?" Nora asked widened eyed.
"It was the name bestowed upon me at birth." Joshua answers.
"The same person who survived being tossed into a canyon after being set on fire?" Ren added.
"That did happen, however its not called the Grand Canyon for nothing." Joshua answer's feeling confused that these three find it hard to believe that he is the burn man.
"… The Burn Man?" Ruby asked.
"Yes… Yes I am." Joshua answer's as he crosses his arms. The three were about to ask their own questions all at once but Gramm beat them to the punch. "Before this, strange and… interesting, conversation continues might I inquire who you three are and why are you in Zion?"
"Oh, um well I'm Ruby, that's Nora, and Ren." Ruby introduced pointing to the two. Nora gave a polite wave why Ren simply nod. "We are… were with the Happy trails trading company. We were hoping to make it to New Canaan, but… you know what happened."
"Happy Trails." Joshua said as he leans back remembering the Caravan company. "I remember. They were good friends."
"Well, can you point us to them? I mean we might as well talk to them about what happened at least." Ruby asked.
"Unforntely that can't happen." Joshua said with a sad shake of his head. "I have bad news for you and your employers. New Canaan was destroyed, its citizens scattered. All because of the White Legs. And Caesar, of course."
"Oh my Oum." Nora gasped.
"What happened to them?" Ren questioned.
"The White Legs want to join the Legion. Caesar's rite of passage is the destruction of the New Canaanites, almost assuredly because of me." Joshua explains with a heavy heart. "The good news is that though we have loosed our home, its people are still alive."
"Well, that's good to hear. So, if your people escaped the valley, is there another way to leave then the way we came?" Ruby asked.
"Yes, there is, we can help you find your way back. Daniel, one of the other New Canaanites, has made many maps of the region. The bad news is that we can't help you right now. Not with everything that's going on." Joshua explains.
"What do you mean?" Ren questioned. Joshua gave a simple nod before returning to the desk of guns, he quickly grabbed something off from the desk before handing it over to Ren. It was a tribal painted sun-bleached skull.
"Even though you made your way in, there's no easy way back. Without a map, you'll die in the wilderness. Daniel, one of our missionaries, can help you, but you've caught us at an... inconvenient time. We're under continual threat from the White Legs. They have declared there intentions for the annihilation of all three tribes residing here in Zion." Joshua explains as he points to the skull in Ren's hands. "They are Savages, by all meaning of the word. They attack everyone who isn't a White Leg, especially caravans. They don't know how to survive on their own, so they have to raid, pillage, and rape anything and everything for their own survival."
Joshua paused as he looks down at his right hand. In it was a charred silver locket. As he stares deeply into it, his hatred for the White Legs came forth in his voice as he describes the White Legs Chieftain. "They of course follow in their chieftains' footprints. The brutal of the White Legs. Salt Upon Wounds, he would salt the lands of White Legs conquest and nail his enemies to the wall."
"Oum almighty, that's horrifying." Nora remarks with discuss at the thought. "What kind of person would do that?"
"He's a butcher." Joshua answers. "Believe me, I know the godless fire that burns in his heart. I've been burned by it myself. He's not the kind to let his subordinates do all the killing. No, he likes to have a hand in it, with that spear of his. He's fashioned himself an abomination before the eyes of the Lord.
His hands tighten around the burnt locket, he was clearly enraged at thinking about the war chieftain. After a few moments he lets out a small exhale to calm himself down. "I'm happy to serve as an instrument of divine justice, against him. However, we must attend to those who cannot fight first, before going to war."
"We?" Ruby asked with a brow raised.
"The Sorrows, another tribe in the valley. Some wish to flee while a few others wish to fight. Danial offered to help those who wish to evacuate why'll they have the time. Me, I'm responsible for helping train those who wish to fight." Joshua explains.
"Oh, guess that makes sense." Nora remarks.
"That's where I require your assistances." Joshua interrupts. "I don't expect you three to help out of the kindness of your hearts, but I do require that you assist Danial in preparing the evacuation. Keep in mind; that if you help us, then you will be helping yourselves leave Zion and back to the Mojave."
The three looked at each other. They then gathered around in a group hug and begin to whisper something to one another about something. After talking about it for a few moments they broke off and Ruby approaches Joshua.
"Alright, we will help you." Ruby said firmly before Nora butts in.
"And we will do it free of charge because it's the right thing!" Nora interrupts as she leans over Ruby.
As Ruby tries to get Nora off her, Joshua lets out a small chuckle. Something not heard from the man in what can be described as a lifetime ago. "(Small chuckle.) Heh, You're a good neighbor to us. We all go through periods of darkness. In such times, we can turn to the Lord, but it's good to have friends. Daniel needs Pre-War tools to help navigate beyond Zion. Should we also need to evacuate, these instruments will be vital to us. Normally, we would have some of the Dead Horses or Sorrows look for them, but many Pre-War buildings in the valley are taboo. They won't go inside."
"Oh, you mean like that Ranger Station?" Nora asked, Joshua answerers with a silent nod. "What is it with those places, why is it considered taboo anyways?"
"The Sorrows believe in a spirit that lives in the caves, say the spirit punished them once for trespassing. They put special marks around the cave entrances to keep people out. It doesn't work on the White Legs, of course, but the Dead Horses are spooked." Joshua explains.
"Oh… that's why." Nora remarks.
"Yes, though we do have another outsider with a perplexing background who can do the job. However she is currently leading a few Dead Horses in guerilla warfare against the White Legs at the moment. Only reason why we have this much time to prepare is thanks to her." Joshua remarks.
"Oh, will we meet her?" Nora inquires.
"Perhaps, she has been forced back now, however her work thankfully hasn't been in vein." Joshua answers before whistling for two Dead Horses down the hall. "Now, I'm sure you are exhausted from the events of this morning. Rest here in the encampment for now, tomorrow I'll send you three out with a scout who isn't as superstitious as the rest."
The three agreed and said their thanks before being escorted out of the cave. They spent the entire day with the tribe. There they learn a few of their words, mostly command words or questions. They also provide medicine for their feet. Some kind of ointment made from a local ginger like plant called a Daturana. In the afternoon they provide dinner to the three, and a little celebration because of how three kids manage to survive an encounter with the White Legs. After their meal of cooked Ram steaks, the three slept outside the cave, underneath the western stars. It was actually serene, beautiful even. But still foreign to them. Ren and Nora slept soundly that night, Ruby however couldn't seem to fall asleep. She and her friends came out here to flee from Ceasers wrath, yet still it seems to have followed her this far north. It honestly bothered her greatly, so after a few moments of moving about she decides that she needed to clean her head. She quietly moved away from the two and head down the river to look up at the painting of Joshua, something about it seemed daunting. As she makes her way down, she was surprise to see she wasn't the only one who was having trouble sleeping.
At the edge to the camp was Joshua himself. He no longer was covered by his clothes, instead he was sitting by the edge of the banks with his shirt and vest by his side and a pile of bloody bandages by the other. He was changing his bandages; he was nearly done with his right arm. Feeling like this was a bit invasive of privacy, Ruby hid behind a rock but not before getting a good look at his arm. It was completely pink with bits of charred black and mussels exposed to the air. However, her presence was well known by Joshua.
"I know you are there. Hiding behind a rock two times your size doesn't hide you from my other senses." Joshua states as he wraps his arm back up in fresh gauze.
"Sorry." Ruby said as she leaves her hiding spot. "I thought I was going to be alone, out here."
"Trouble sleeping?" Joshua asked.
"Phs, nah." Ruby remarks as she gives a cheeky smile. However Joshua doesn't buy it and just gave her a honest stare. After a few moments Ruby cracked. "…Yeah, I am."
"What is keeping you up?" Joshua asked as he invites him to sit down next to him.
"Well, I guess it's a lot of things." Ruby remarks. "I have hurt people before, but only in self defense of myself or others. But ever since I arrived in the Mojave a few months ago I've been doing nothing but killing."
"And this was the first time you have killed?" Joshua asked.
"Yes, no… kinda." Ruby remarks as she tries to explain herself. "I mean I did kill these animals in the wild for self-defense or because they were a threat, but never a human. Now that I have come out to the Mojave, I've been doing nothing but killing these past few months."
"And that makes you feel guilty?" Joshua asked.
"Yes… well at least at first." Ruby then paused as she looks down at her reflection in the water. In it she saw herself like that nightmare back in Novac. Covered in blood, and wearing Vulpus clothes and in the background was lines of strangers crucified. It was too horrifying to look at, so she quickly closed her eyes with a shiver.
"What do you mean, at first?" Joshua remarks.
"Um, well… I hate it, we have enough problems as it is with the monsters roaming the land. But now people are using that excuse of surviving the apocalypses, to die quickly with a résumé of committing the worst crimes ever. It's just so dumb." Ruby remarks with a huff of rage.
"And that's what have kept you up?" Joshua asked.
"No, it's just… I had killed so many of these people, that I think I'm getting use to it." Ruby remarks with a few tears starting to pour out of her eyes. "And I don't want to get use to killing people. There has to be a better way then just shooting an killing criminals."
Ruby soon begins to cry as she leans into her arms. As she silently does so she feels a hand of comfort on her arm. She looks up to see Joshua giving a sincere look on her. He then said something that helped Ruby.
"Psalm 34:18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. The LORD is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit." Joshua quotes. "In times of despair and confusion, know that the lord with aid you in your recovery. But you can't expect him to do all the work, that's why you have friends. Talk with them, they may be able to connect with you better then I or god can."
"(Sniff) Thanks." Ruby remarks as she wipes away her tears. "Say, where was that quote from anyways?"
Joshua grabs a burnt black book with a fading golden cross on the front. "I am a New Canaanite. We believe we are the heirs of a spiritual tradition given to our ancestors thousands of years ago. We have made and kept covenants with our Lord, God, to honor his laws."
He then opens the book to verse 34:18. There the quote was there in fading black words. Ruby can barely make it out. "In exchange, we are promised eternal salvation after this life. A day will come when our Lord returns to judge us all. Until then, we must honor his laws and start others along the path of salvation if we can. That's why we trade with others and work the tribes. We have more than food and medicine to offer. Good news is our most valuable commodity."
"Huh, I've never been much for religion. But that is a really helpful quote." Ruby compliments. "So um, what is your favorite quote in that book?"
"Luke 23:34 Jesus said, Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing." Joshua said as he closes the book. "I find it to be gods greatest gift to man, the sacrifice of his son Jesus Christ allowed us to be forgiven for all our sins. Though we may sin without knowing, we will be forgiven upon our deaths."
Ruby was clearly stunned at the idea of dying for others salvation. Then again, not really. She was told that her mom died saving the world. Most do, but the way it was described. She really must have. Perhaps she is in this heavenly place. That thought puts her mind to ease. As she was lost in thought Joshua placed on his clothes, and start heading back to angle cave. He motioned her to follow. She agreed and followed after him. As they walked through the water Ruby couldn't help but noticed that he was walking very slowly. Crooked as well. It was like he was in pain.
"Um, Joshua are you alright?" Ruby asked, feeling impolite to ask. "You look like you're in pain."
"I am in pain." Joshua answers honestly "Every time I remove these bandages, it reminds me of the suffering I went through to become a better man."
"Oh… well is there anything I can give you for it? We do have some Med-X in our bags." Ruby offered.
"You are kind to offer, but no, there's nothing you can do. We don't use chems, but I learned long ago that I'm immune to their effects." Joshua remarks. "It never stops burning. My skin. Every day, I have to unwind the bandages and replace them with fresh ones. Exposing my body to the air is like living through it again. But it's better to be clean than comfortable."
"Ouch, I'm sorry to hear that." Ruby apologies "If I knew what would happen to you, I am tempted to wish that Caesar won just so you wouldn't go through that pain."
"That is kind of you, but I can say that we were both lucky that NCR's supply lines and land routes north of Mojave Outpost were destroyed before the Battle of Hoover Dam." Joshua said pleasantly.
"Oh, what happened?" Ruby asked.
"Something bad happened near Death Valley, at a place called the Divide. NCR couldn't cut across anymore and it slowed down their reinforcements. Terrible storms ripped entire companies apart before they even got to Nevada soil. The aftermath of Hoover Dam could have been even worse for Caesar. Much worse." Joshua answerers.
"The, Divide?" Ruby asked with a brow raised. "What happened there that caused NCR to abandon it?"
"I don't know for certain, and I don't think NCR knows, either. Whatever happened at the Divide was too much for them to handle. Our Frumentarii told us what they saw. Only fools and madmen would march into a place like that. All roads wind down to the same spot, the grave. They said all that's left there is a gaping wound cut into the Earth, cursed and damned. No place for God-fearing folk." Joshua explains as he walks her over to her cot.
"Oh… hopefully I don't go there. I think I saw enough of the Wasteland already." Ruby said in a hopefull tone.
"I will pray for you, should you ever enter. But I don't believe you would enter on your own accords." Joshua said as he slowly walks off. "Now, try and get some sleep Ms. Rose, you are going to need it for tomorrow."
With that said, Joshua walks off. Back into Angel Cave to continue his work in preparation for war. Ruby soon begins to drift off to sleep. Her mind, no longer thinking of the people she had killed or how she felt like she lost her innocence. What replaced that was a single question. "Where have I heard about the Divide before?"
The next morning.
In the Morning, the three were fed and given supplies for there journey across the park. As they got ready to leave, Joshua came out bearing gifts for the three. A Beautiful war club in the shape of a hoarse, a captured storm drum that has been repaired, and a 45 auto pistol. Ren took the war club while Nora excitedly… and terrifyingly took the storm drum. Leaving Ruby with the pistol. It was a true beauty to behold in her hand.
"In the Great Basin and Colorado Plateau, all tribes are known for a specific weapon. White Legs are known for their big submachine guns, "storm drums." They broke into an armory near Spanish Fork and have been using them for years. Of course, the Dead Horses have their wooden war clubs and even the Sorrows have their Yao Guai gauntlets. This type of .45 Automatic pistol was designed by one of my tribe almost four hundred years ago. Learning its use is a New Canaanite rite of passage." Joshua explains as he points to the gun in her hand. "May it serve you and your kin for another four hundred years."
"Wow, thanks Joshua." Ruby said as she inspects the hand gun.
"Yeah, Joshy. This looks awesome, just like these old gangster films me and Renny use to watch!" Nora buts in as she held the storm drum like she was part of the mafia.
"I'm not familiar with those films… but I'll still take the compliment regardless." Joshua said, uncomfortable by the nickname Nora gave him. "In any case, I already gave the coordinates to Ms. Rose, but I don't believe it's wise to travel the valley alone. So, I asked one of the Dead Hoarse guides to travel with you as a guide."
"Oh, so who is this guide?" Ren asked.
"yáʼáníshtʼééh friends!" Follow-Chalk greeted as he walked over to the three. "Joshua asked me to guide you through the valley."
"Follow-Chalk may be the youngest; but he isn't superstitious, and he has made these journeys more times then any other Dead Hoarse tribal." Joshua explains.
"Alright, thanks Joshua." Ruby said as she motion for the four to leave.
"I wish you four safe travels. Till, we see each other again." Joshua said as he bid them a farewell. They said their good byes and head off to find the supplies. As they leave the camp, Follow-Chalk spoke up."
"So I finally get to explore all those taboo places without the other scouts yelling at me? Can't wait!" He said with excitement.
"Cool, this should be a walk in the park for us." Nora boast before realizing that this is a walk in the park. "Heh, heh."
"What's so zhǫʼ?" Follow-Chalk asked.
"We are in a pre-war park." Ren whispers.
"Ohh, a back-when saying. That makes sense, heh it is zhǫʼ." He said with a chuckle.
The two shared a small laugh Ren approaches Ruby. "Where to?"
Ruby looks down at her Pip-Boy and quickly looked at the map, Joshua had set up.
"Right, so we need to find a compass at a crash bus sight, then get walkie talkies from a ranger station, finally a few lunch boxes, and strong medicine." Ruby counted as she looked down at her Pip-Boy map. "Joshua believes we can find these things around Zion."
"Alright, take us what? A few hours." Nora asked.
"Probably all day. We have to deliver them to Narrow." Follow-Chalk said as he points to the other side of the map. "Ho, guess we have a long walk ahead of ourselves."
"(Sigh) Well, at least we can see your house… from certain points." Nora said jokingly. Of course, this flew over Follow-Chalks head. So as Nora explains what she means, Ruby decide to put on some music to help speed up the journey. It was difficult to get any signal out in the canyon, but she did fiddle around with her Pip-Boy for some time now. Effectively boosting the signal, so after a few quick adjustments, music from the Mojave starts to play out.
Chibi Montage
Play, These Boots Are Made For walkin'
By Nancy Sinatra
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Chibi Ruby approached a fallen ruin bus, inside were dozens of little chibi skeltons. Each with scouting equipment. It was horrifying sight to see so many Chibi skeltons on board, but not as horrifying to see one being dragged off by multiple ants.
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Both Chibi Nora and Chibi Ren was slowly climbing up the mountain, as they struggle to clime Chibi Follow-Chalk ascends right past them with relative ease as Chibi Ruby held onto his back. After starring at the two, a chibi bolder breaks loose and hits the two off the mountain side.
You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
Now what's right is right but you ain't been right yet
Chibi Ruby and Chibi Ren were staring at her Pip-boy. They were at the East Fork Bridge, currently loss. As they discuss how to get to the fishing lodge, Chibi Nora spotted a cave and quickly ran in with her storm drum ready. After a few moments, she ran back out frightened complete. Both Chibi Ruby and Chibi Ren looked at each other in confusion. Their unspoken question was answered by a loud growl, before multiple Chibi Yao Guai came running out, chasing the three away.
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Inside a camper near the North Fork Campground, was two Chibi Geckos wearing top hats a monocle along with fake handle bar mustaches. They were currently drink some kind of tea from chipped china. They were possible talking about the change in economics, now that a new Don of the Omerta's is running gun shipments better then the last two bosses. As they talked in chibi Gecko languages, Chibi Nora burst in and gun the two down before leaving the scene.
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (HAH)
I just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH)
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
Inside the Zion Ranger station the four were currently disinfecting the medicine with what they presumed at the time to be strong alcohol. After a few moments, Chibi Ren noticed that the pills weren't pills. They were Atomic flavored Mentos, and the alcohol was actually Nuka Cola Victory. Outside the building, the entire lodge explodes with foam.
These boots are made for walking,
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready, boots? Start walkin'
End of Chibi Montage
The four soon made there way down the mountain, still covered in foam from the explosion. As they slowly approached The Narrow, passage way they did not realize they were being watched from afar. She was with a group of Dead Hoarse scouts that she led against the White Legs. They had returned to the valley to worn Joshua that they had very little time before Salt Upon Wounds arrive. However, they were attacked by a group of White Legs. They managed to kill them all with minimal loss of life. While the group begin to scalp the dead White Legs, there leader noticed the four heading to the Narrows. As she watched from afar with binoculars, she recognizes the one in the red cloak. She removes the binoculars from her eyes to reveal a bright yellow cat like set. The screen slowly pulls up to reveal a red bandana tied like a bow. She removes it before muttering aloud. "R-Ruby?" As she said so, she reveals a pair of black cat ears.
*Wombag walks on stage with a bruised eye, casted and sling right arm, and a cane.
Hello Everybody, Wombag1786 here. So, we have a few volunteers to retrieve Blake, they should be coming back around any moment now. Hopefully it was a peaceful compromise.
*Behind stage you can hear, loud Wilhelm screams, angry cat hissing, falling stage equipment, and a small tickle of blood pouring out from underneath the stage curtain.
Um… well lets answer some questions before they get back.
From Helljumper206: Flatter will get you nowhere, but it is greatly appreciated. Yes, but that also brings up a conundrum, (heh, funny how so many words rhyme with a tommy gun.) If she gets a ATM rifle, then she won't strive to get anything else. So, I'm more or less removing the ATM's in the name of Nerfing. Don't worry, Blake may have not made an appearance in this chapter, but she will in the next… question is will the volunteers?
Thanks for writing Helljumper206.
From FEV Grim: I would tell you, but some things are best kept a secret. Like I said, the word is pride. Yeah you didn't finish the story, but it still inspires people. It gave me a few ideas as well. (Namely the tattoos.)
(Flashback….)
Alright, so FEV Grim, Combine117, and Combine117 team are tasked with bringing back Blake. Seeing how she has gone native, and I still owe Don Fluffles a lot of caps, I can only supply FEV Grim and Combine117 with power armor.
*Hands over T-45 power armor.
The rest have to wing it. Good luck gentlemen and ladies.
(End of Flashback)
…. Eh, I'm sure there fine.
Thanks for writing FEV Grim
From RedRat8: Yeah, always love the slide show beginnings/Endings, always fun to write. As for Six… well, wrong Courier. Still nothing like a little seed of doubt to add drama to the story. Ricky may have gone down swinging, if players hand over sixteen hits of Psycho, but none of them do have any on them. So he died like a pansy green horn.
Thanks for writing RedRat8
From Combine117: oh…. Um
(Flashback…)
*Play Metal Gear game over theme.
Come in Combine117, I repeat, come in Combine117. Combine117, do you read me Combine117. Combine117, what's going on, COMBINE117!
(End of flashback….)
Eh, I'm sure there fine.
Thanks for writing Combine117
From Phygmalion: Thank you.
Heh, funny how that works.
Well, in this case you got both for the price of one. As for Blake, well… she's only acting like this because of the "Weapon Binding Ritual" she has been ingesting. She is a part of the dead horses. (I Don't remember where I said this but, "The Black cat of the Dead Hoarse tribe, rolls off the tongue, better then the Yellow Brawler of the Sorrows.")
Thanks for writing Phygmalion
From Carre: 1. Eh, water under the bridge… but your future AU self will be visited by Don Fluffles.
2. I get it, I was asking how did Boone, shooting at Jaune remind you of it? I did binge through it.
3A. Yes, we are also hinted at another Courier.
(Also, yes we did… we loss five interns and the fish.)
3B. Eh, well. I don't want this story to turn into a "in another world with my smartphone" anime like stories. (I don't have much against the anime, but when someone that nice becomes that OP… it makes you want stab them in the back with a chainsaw.) Seriously, I take Tony's words to heart. I don't trust a guy without a dark side. Point is, I don't want Ruby to become a god among men, (Technically with her aura and maybe a few trial runs she can be.) if she did, she would be like Edward in this other Fallout X RWBY fanfic. It's honestly irritating when the good moral guy is super OP, oh, where's the struggle or the humanity when fighting evil?
*Losses track of conversation and goes on a hate rant for another Fallout X RWBY story where protagonist is so good and OP that he literally is nickname the Messiah…
If good people win all the time, then where is the character arc? It purposely smothers others potential for growth and prosperity! I mean come on! The characters I write are slight OP but at least they have weaknesses and can be killed, or better yet unlikable by nature. Nobody is that affectionate towards others! Crist every time I read that story I can feel the girls being smothered underneath his OP' ness! Ugh….
*Realize, that I've been shouting at a wall for entire segment and feels bad and unprofessional… especially to the wall… it's crying now.
Right, anyways. If you like it or not it doesn't matter, it's how this chapter makes you feel about it that counts.
4. Thanks.
Thanks for writing Carre
From captaindickscratcher: Eh, it's a coin toss in my mind. (Probably use both in the name of entertainment and prolonging a chapter.)
Hah, I'm trying to figure a way to add a reference of that movie into the story. Now, I would go into details of what happens during there drug trip… but it will be more entertaining if I show you.
*Hands a clay bowl of liquid made from Sacred datura roots.
Thanks for writing captaindickscratcher (Have a nice trip.)
From dekuton: As convenient as it is for me to use Jefferson Airplane, I cannot. I'm very cautious and selective about the songs I use. It has to be either of the three. A. made in the fifties, B. Country/Blues/swing/alternate musical instrument adaptation/soft rock (And I mean really soft. Like I can sleep on it.), C. used in a fallout game. Still thanks for suggesting. I'll try to entertain you with more chapters… and maybe a possible mob war if I don't make Peace with Don Fluffles.
Thanks for writing dekuton
From TheHatter1: Hello Tim, give my regards to Hatter for me… and maybe tell him to find some dirt on Don Fluffles… (*Whispers: Preferably, before he has me wacked.)
… oh so that's why that bush fired on me for pissing on it, heh and here I though plants finally learn how to use guns and planned to kill all humans for hurting them. Heh, now I feel stupid for burning down what was left of the rain forest. (*Internally screaming at myself.)
Oh, Mossy saw Blake? Did you also saw the Volunteers (Combine117 and FEW Grim. Easy to spot since they are in T-45 power armor) chasing after her?
Thanks for writing TheHatter1 (I would say Tim… but something tells me he's either to busy to answer or his head is on a pike a mile off from the group.)
From Guest: He could, would, should of… but he is currently held back because of a… killer headache.
Thanks for writing Guest
From Jackalope89: Thank you kindly. I'll try and fix these mistakes as soon as possible.
Thanks for writing Jackalope89
Right, so I hope you enjoyed the chapter. This one took forever, mostly do to writers block, procrastination, family birthday parties, me owing Down Fluffles a lot of money in gambling fees… ignore that last one. Also, the thought of me stopping this story in two weeks doesn't help. Oh, almost forgot, I'll be on vacation in two weeks, so next week's chapter maybe it for two weeks. Suppose I can take the time to relax, maybe refresh my mind… escape the Dons men for a while. In any case thanks for reading this chapter, please Fav and Fol the…
*A loud crashing sound can be heard up front. In walks FEV Grimm and Combine117 with a figure tied to a gurney, Hannibal Lecter style. Both sets of power armor looks like its been at the heart of a Deathclaw-Nado. Combine had a limp in his step why'll FEV G was leaking so much blood.
Ah, you guys are back, where's the rest of the… *Notice that only those two remain. And there silence was the only needed answers.
… um, well thank you for your service… there's an open bar down the hall with your name on it… I think Gannon is there as well. Just leave her here then, I'll get a few WL interns to help with her.
*The two walk away with FEV Grimm Helping Combine117 off stage. Wombag1786 walks over to gurney to see in it was Blake, who was unconscious and covered in blood with multiple scalps hanging from her hip.
Heh heh… guess I should probably add an open bar and invite Combine… god if the don's men weren't bad enough… well in any case, please Fav and Fol the story. Leave Comments or questions down below and I'll be sure to answers them. *Just as Wombag1786 said that, Blake had woken up and freed herself without Wombag knowing.
