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There came a great knocking noise

theHumungous Worldeaters Darkwind Guru Renegade Group: Members Posts: 686 Joined: Jan 12, 2010 The crisp morning silence was broken with the roar of engines, and a continuous series of loud rapports, sounding something like wood knocking on wood. chakka-chakka-chakka "What the hell is that noise?" a scarred man, hunting for rats said as he wiped his wispy hair from his face. The sound grew louder as the engine noise drew closer. He peered up, dead rat in hand, to see a small convoy of vehicles slowly roll through, the crunch of gravel under the wheels, but the knocking... the knocking continued loud and unabated. Emblazoned upon each vehicle, the iconography of the Machine Gods and flying the Flag of some remote bastion - Asgard. As he watched the small parade of black painted vehicles pass by, he spied, in each vehicle, the wide-drawn eyes of panic and fear upon the pale face of each crew member in the vehicles. The loud knocking noise - the poor bastards' knees knocking together in a unified, almighty recognition of doom and fear. "Where you boys headed?" He asked in his raspy voice. "The Vault..." came a weak, terrified voice. "Fools." he spat. Yet they rode on. ......................... vet wv Posted Jan 12, 2011, 11:57 pm Last edited Jan 12, 2011, 11:59 pm by theHumungous

*goat starer* Special Circumstances Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Contributors Posts: 10,907 Joined: Oct 29, 2007 Patricia Cotton receives the message from Texan. She addresses the Special Circumstances and Scavenger crews: "Comrades! This is our first test. If we cannot defend our camp against this rabble we have no chance against the might of the capitalist war machine. They are sending the flotsam and jetsam of society against us. Trawled from the bars of texan. The refuse cast aside by the greed of the Texan oil barons. We WILL win the day and then we will once again show the justice of the Evan Reds. OUR cause is good. We fight for what we believe in. Not personal gain. not bloodlust. Not revenge. We don't kill these poor fools unless there is no other way. they are the victims of capitalist greed as much as the poor of Evan. Indeed they are the poor of Evan. they are not responsible for the deaths of Martha and her crew. We will save that retribution for the true Evils amongst us. After this battle we feed them, we fix them and we send them back to their homes. Comrades! We have 11 hours till they get here. make sure your vehicles are ready and reloaded and get some rest. Tomorrow we show them how a bunch of mechanics defend a camp!" ......................... vet wv zom pvp4 cont community deathrceL1 marshal pvp3 pvp2 Posted Jan 13, 2011, 3:19 pm Last edited Jan 13, 2011, 3:48 pm by goat starer

theHumungous Worldeaters Darkwind Guru Renegade Group: Members Posts: 686 Joined: Jan 12, 2010 As the vehicles rolled away, the scarred man threw the dead rat, where it plonked off the back of the trailing vehicle. "Darned fools" he spat again as he shuffled quickly to reclaim his rat, before the hungry dogs who had been eyeing it could snatch an easy meal. "Waz all that fer?" called an emaciated skeleton of a man. "Dem fools could be workin here in town, or doin' something useful." He cast a dead glare at the emaciated newcomer. "Whatsit to you anyhow?" "They'aint fools." The emaciated man limped forward. "They'z jus people that came from d'north. I know, I's come wit 'em. Them vault-people attacked our home. A throng 'o volunteers came from the lands 'round Asgard. Thems there is Badlands people. Least... that's the nearst area you'd rec'nize." He gazed after the settling dust. "They'z riding out, cuz they been dunned wronged." The scarred man looked again after the vehicles and then at the emaciated man, and broke into a hysterical cackle that cracked into a savage raspy coughing attack. He spat a glob of phlegm, blood and puss. "They're still fools. Dead ones too." He continued to gasp and cough, spit and cackle as he shuffled off to his own little hidey-hole, tucked within a pile of scrap. ......................... vet wv Posted Jan 13, 2011, 5:22 pm

JS Hitmen Trucking Inc -CI- Darkwind Guru Renegade Group: Members Posts: 3,238 Joined: Jan 9, 2010 "Devil" Robert Angel watched the Machine Gods drive out of town from the company lookout tower, HTI emblazoned across its sides for all to see. Carving a piece of wood with a wicked looking knife he said a silent prayer for the brave men. He had tried to talk sense into them, but they were not to be deterred. So he ahd opened up the company coffers and equipment stores and gave them what they needed to make a go of it. "Damn shame" he thought to himslef, no profit in all this. shaking hi shead he secured the knife and climbed down the steps. Tomorrow they would know how the Machine gods did in their brave endeavour. But right now, Devil had his orders to carry out. ......................... vet wv pvp5 pvp3 pvp4 Posted Jan 13, 2011, 5:45 pm

*goat starer* Special Circumstances Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Contributors Posts: 10,907 Joined: Oct 29, 2007 The Special Cirumstances crew watch the bandaged column straggle off into the dawn... "theey wont all be that easy comrades.." says patricia "lets get reloaded and prepare for the next lot! ......................... vet wv zom pvp4 cont community deathrceL1 marshal pvp3 pvp2 Posted Jan 14, 2011, 6:12 am

brutalbill thebills Racer Merchants Faction Group: Members Posts: 193 Joined: Jun 12, 2008 Dorothy... DOROTHY!!! Wait what? Brandon 'Funk You' Cook walked into the room with a smile on his face. 'Easy Tiger' muses Dorothy as she pulls on her bullet proof vest. Brandon averts his eyes. 'So, whats so important that you think waking me at 3 in the afternoon is ok?' 'Well D, apparently the vault are trying to indoctrinate people after they have beat them!' Dorothy and Brandon laugh hard for a couple of minutes. 'Hey, theres more! apparently they think they are the good guys!' Further laughter erupts and lasts till Dorothy says... 'Thats the best laugh i have had since that foolish gang changed its name to sound like the romans or titans or something' 'Wait' said Brandon. 'Dont you mean the titanic' So much laughter was filling the room that Bill 'Shlong' Wyman came to have a look. Suffice to say Bill laughed long and hard. 'ok ok, thats enough. anyone got any zerk?' There wasnt much laughter after the zerk but a good time was certainly had by all!!! ......................... vet wv pvp5 pvp3 paintladder pvp2 Posted Jan 15, 2011, 8:30 pm

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