Lets just say the saloon wasn't the best place to go back to." You better give Ringo back or well burn this place to the ground!" "yeah,yeah. If you're not buying anything then get out."every time I walk into a building someone has to argue..."who the hell was that?" "Oh, just Joe Cobb. He's one of the powder gangers. You know, those idiots who kill people with boulder clearing dynamite?""Oh yeah, I knew that." And now there's gonna be dynamite flying everywhere."Hey, whats with that radio?" I quickly said to get away from the powder gangers."Oh that, Joe Cobb "accidentally" knocked it to the ground. If you can fix it up there will be a few caps in it for you." Eh, whats the worse could happen messing with a radio? Well for one, the idiot forgot the radio was on. a few hours later, I wake up pissed as usual. I turn it off then start fixing the damn thing.
After im finished, I get paid 100 and extra. Turns out my sweet-talking lessons before I became a courier payed off again. Afterwords," who is this Ringo guy he was talking about?" oh,him? Hes up at the abandoned gas station up the mountain." a long walk later, I have a gun pointed to my head."state you're business or ill blow you're head off." after a talked the gun away from my brain, I started asking him about the powder gangers. One thing came after another and finally I got in trouble with the powder gangers. After rounding up sunny, the bar tender named Trudy, easy Pete, and the general store owner, it was time for a shoot out.5 powder gangers dead, and Sunny's dog dead later. Ringo payed me with crimson caravan funds and ran off. I decided to get out of there before sunny got the idea that I killed her dog and started heading off to prim. I ran into some geckos, a powder ganger camp, and a save from victor. The robot who pulled me out of the grave.
When I reached prim I knew what the fuck was up. I went up to the gate and a NCR trooper. "Hold up. You better be careful. There are escaped convicts everywhere." "Thanks for the help." I said. Not wanting to sound pissed at a NCR trooper. Soon, I ended up almost getting lead poison. After 5 bullet wounds and counting I decided to bring out the big guns and pull out a knife I got from good springs. Wasn't really a good idea at the time. I went ot a local working casino, Vicky and Vance, and decided to sell some junk, get patched up, then have a good nights rest. If that's what you can call it.