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Sold out, or Beaten out.

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 The Defenders of the Faith crew were taking a few days off in Texan. A few drinks a few laughs, courtesy of 'Fatal' and 'Olli' breaking some faces of the Local Militia when they tried to kick 'em out of the bar, their idea of the a little R&R. Mutants were rarely welcome in The Tombstone Tavern, but there were a few about disguised as Merchants or posing as Mercenaries with fearsome face masks. 'Long Weight' had no qualms with muties, in fact many his best friends, so he had good contacts with the outcasts. One in particular had handed him a note earlier that day. "Sons Of The Confederacy - James Brinson" He knew what had to be done. It would be an easy hit, or so he thought. 4 hours later the Battered Fire Engine 'Severance' returned. The crew heads straight for Tombstone. "We pretty much had 'em, finishing off the last few when the ground next to 'Mesan' starts to shudder and shake. The dirt flies back and out pops this Garbage truck from under a tarp pit near our favourite hang out spot, hardly more than Nine'y feet away. These guys knew we we're coming. Fortunately 'Severance' was right there facin' 'em. Had to waste a lot of good loot today. Where's our man, I need to talk to him!" Rather irate Chester turns about to see what was left of the Mutant, hanging from a post outside the doorway, a note hangs from his neck. YOU'RE NEXT with a gruesome grimace painted in the mutants blood. YOU MAY HAVE EVADED US THIS TIME, BUT YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED "This meant to scare us is it! Here's the Head of you're Leader you gutless Confederates!" Chester yelled loud enough to get the attention of the half the bar. "Come get some!" A fight ensued, The Faith walked away back to their trucks, and left by sunset. The Mercs we're lucky to be left with life and limb. They would return, and in far greater numbers. { OOC Event ID S436685 - Damn near .... myself when the 2nd wave popped up turn 47, even though it was pretty small. Sure put me off my game Had to chase the last TT for quite a bit, but we got im } ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 8, 2012, 9:11 am Last edited Feb 8, 2012, 9:13 am by *Bastille*

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 What happened to you guys? Damn Merchants this time. Jimmy gave 'em the the Byrd, so they cracked his ribs, big fight broke out. 'Olli' bit off one blokes arm, used it as a baseball bat, but I think they got him too, poked 'im in the eye. Rar! Growl! Nice one Olli... and casualties? Nah,... Alan took the worst of it, broke his arm, might make it hard to steer for a bit, but we're adding an aid to his wheel now. should help out. Always wanted one of them Forklift thingies, cheers guys. Thank, 'Piata' Reyna, he sussed it out. Ok then,.. that dude over there gave us another hit,... Lets get us some 'SKullz'! .. we roll out by sundown. Sure thing Dave ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 16, 2012, 12:14 pm Last edited Feb 16, 2012, 12:17 pm by *Bastille*

Necrotech Vendetta Inc. Darkwind Guru Mutants Faction Group: Members Posts: 1,872 Joined: Jul 18, 2011 A messenger comes walking in leaves a note on table, then leaves without a word.... ~ Brought to you by your Capitalist friends - The Merchants Guild ~ ......................... vet wv santa1 deathrceL1 pvp4 gwped raceL1 combatL1 paintladder pvp3 ped2 pvp5 semiprocombat circuit2 pvp1 pvp2 slay2013 gwextrav triangle1 Posted Feb 16, 2012, 1:55 pm

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 {Plonks head on table} *Growl*, killed Jesus they did, so we made sure to kill at least.. ahh... Wun, Too, For,.. ahh some maw... Neyn... Ten... Ten maw! Back of the Ewtz are full of 'em. ... whats this.. which wun 'o ewz can read {Gnaws on Roasted Merchant Ears} Give it 'ere Olli.. and thats 35 of the dirty rats today you Illiterate, innumerate B......d. So what's this say then... ahh.... Not much, right... repairs, wrap those wounds, back out in the morning.. Any of you blokes that belong with this mob... {waves note} You best stay clear or we stick ya head with the rest of em {Points to the Utes outside, full to the brim with bloodied heads} {Part 2} S439036 ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 16, 2012, 4:31 pm Last edited Feb 18, 2012, 9:17 am by *Bastille*

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 {Part 3  Area Sweep  S440891} 'Skullz' finds a note: Dear David, You're measly uncoordinated attack on our Transports failed. The crew have somehow managed to end up in the hands of Slavers and been taken to the pits. Poor bit of luck that. Before they defected to a life more free, such as that of a Gladiator, they did divulge to us your next months itinerary, with some mild coercion. You understand I'm sure. Maybe next time old chap. ~ Brought to you by your Capitalist friends - The Merchants Guild~ ~ THE PIPELINE ~ 'Sold out 'ey... Olli.. whats say we go pick them boys up?' (ooc Theres one for your mob Necro) ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 24, 2012, 12:24 am

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 {Remembering Alan 'Pyramid' Parsons - 2 parts } On the trip to Shantyville, David 'Skullz' Stuadt remembers an outing they'd had the month before. They had got caught up with Oil Barons in the maze. Olli had gone crazy on the loot and there was not much left in the Lorry they happened across worth scrounging. - S439500  The local Brutes called themselves the Shantyville Police, the Red Sails crew had run into them once before already on the trip, ... this time they brought the good guns. Gunboat, some Big utes, and a couple of Buzzcut. Just what Skullz was looking for after a bad trade season in Texan. Several hits, a big wanted sign round all their necks, but there wasn't much in the Scavengers shed to make up for the effort, this little haul would change all that. - S441486 'Only one eye opens, other crusted over, can't see. Head hurts. So does the rest of me. Burns. Can't move from the burns, like flesh is ripping off bone. Theres a crack, orientation,... that must be up, the ceiling. Noise, sound.. Moans.... more.. screams.. ahh my head. Pounding, blood rushing as I'm coming too.. I'm in a box, a dark.... concrete box... I'm in the Pit! Ahh my head.. too much pressure.. hurts.... losing... conc ...' That evening in the pit... ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 26, 2012, 12:04 am Last edited Feb 28, 2012, 8:33 am by *Bastille*

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 A cold welcome for Defenders of the Faith, the local militia waiting at the gates. 'Let us in, lets us in, or we'll blow your house up!' 'Not by the hair trigger on our rifles, ding, ding!' ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 26, 2012, 4:01 am

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 It was the end of a chapter. Red Sails in the Sunset all but wiped out, a handful survived the pits, barely. Skullz was one that didn't make it. Back in Texan, Defenders of the Faith had a Vendetta. The Pipeline would need a new leader now. Chester got his target, redemption?  "I think not" ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Feb 28, 2012, 8:22 am

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