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Should Rigby be allowed to join?

No
8 (33.3%)
Yes
3 (12.5%)
Read the whole wiki then a maybe
13 (54.2%)

Total Members Voted: 24

Author Topic: Fallout Universe a Texted base Roleplay  (Read 18948 times)

OK fine, lets go. I want to go check on my truck. But come on just one suit, I want to upgrade some. I even do it for you.

I turn the corner and see two people, " Drop your weapons!"

I turn the corner and see two people, " Drop your weapons!"

I twisted, firing the shotgun at his chest, allowing it to fall around my shoulders from the strap afterwards. I pulled out the Nighthawk has I dived for cover. The impact jarred my shoulder and I winced in pain.

Oh good, he didn't head into THAT room. He headed into ours. I silently grabbed the Desert Eagle. It might just be able to pierce or damage the armor.

I aim my gun up and look in the sights, Do it or I fire, I spent 2 years working on this gun it can kill you in one shot.
I twisted, firing the shotgun at his chest, allowing it to fall around my shoulders from the strap afterwards. I pulled out the Nighthawk has I dived for cover. The impact jarred my shoulder and I winced in pain.
After this I yell, "Why the forget would you do that, come out her and let me shot you!"

I stagger backwards, the impact doesn't bother me much. The pellets(or slugs) harmlessly bounce off. The armor starts to grow a strange blue color, and the visor turns red. I aim my Plasma rife down the hallway and fire a couple shots.

I aim my gun up and look in the sights, Do it or I fire, I spent 2 years working on this gun it can kill you in one shot.After this I yell, "Why the forget would you do that, come out her and let me shot you!"

"Eat a richard!" I yelled back. I saw a few plasma bolts streak through the air, hitting the back wall. I edged farther away from the corner.

"Y'all better come out with your hands up...Last chance"

I lay sideways on the concrete, some weird yellow-looking liquid drooling from my mouth.

I look around and see a grenade and pick it up then though it. It bounces off the wall and goes off near them but doesn't harm them. "forget I was hoping to get them."

I wasn't properly armed to engage anybody in a powersuit. I looked around, searching for something to hit him with, anything. I didn't find much, other than a few pipes and debris. Then again, what was I expecting? A grenade? An RPG? I would've chuckled if it weren't for the circumstances.
"You'll kill us anyways. Why bother coming out and surrendering?" I said.

I see the red glow of the googles. I aim, and fire, the overload-steel bullet cracking the visor and making the light flicker, making the BOS soldier stagger. I bolted while he was stunned.

I followed suit, sprinting to keep up. I holstered my pistol, grabbing onto my shotgun and reloading it. When we made it out, I was out of breath.

I took out the plasma rifle, and roostered it, and readied it.

"You took that from one of the Brothers, didn't you? Whatever, so long as we survive."