Author Topic: The Capital Wasteland - Fallout Roleplay  (Read 8527 times)

I rub the head of the beast lovingly as I look at the surrounding area. "THEY'RE LEAVING?!" I shout in my mind. "THEY CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!" I whisper. I continue to lovingly rub the beast's head and hope somebody spots me up here.

"Yo, I'm pretty sure you'll decline, but I need a lift to ANYWHERE besides this hellhole!" I shout to the soldiers out in the ruins.

I make sure everyone gets in as I listen to the citizen, "Uh, sorry sir, chopper's full!" the door closes and the vertibird lifts off, flying in the direction of Citadel.

"This can't be happening..." I moan as I watch the aircraft take off. "No no no no no no..." I mutter as I continue to rub the beast's head like I care about it.

A hive on the Deathclaw's back bursts open and a siamese Cyclops runs out (those buggers that the sooper mootants have) and runs towards the friend kid

"Cowards! Ahahaha! loving cowards!" I yell at the top of my lungs, "Damn Knights cant take a little battle, ahaha!"
We keep on firing, even after the Knights are gone. Its obvious that the Deathclaw, no matter its size is very low in health. Most of his attention was directed towards the Fleeing Knights, which meant not as much heat on our side. We evacuate the building and begin to circle the Deathclaw. He notices us, and is able to slash at one of us. Damn. One down.

"Crap...they left!" I mumble. I keep firing at the Deathclaw, taking steps back.
Then, I run out of ammo.
"stuff."

"Well now, guess I'm dead." I say as I slide down the back of the beast.


"Holy loving-!" I yell. I sprint for my life to get into the Metro.

Luckily Murk was sitting in a crater so he lives.

My arm was almost caught up in the footstep, but I was able to plant a plasma grenade in its foot. When it stepped off, I was able to detonate it. The Deathclaw staggers, and stomps on another one of my crew.
2 down. stuff.

I run through the metro, as fast as I can to get back to Rivet City. Then, rubble blocks my path.

Ninja moves from China activate.
I somehow slide right the cyclops, slide down the beast's leg, and stop on his foot. My injured leg causes me to topple over. "Well I'll feel that one in the knees..."

The vertibird lands and I'm the first one out, "Get the stuff unloaded!" I yell, running somewhere. I run up to one of the vertibird technicians. "Listen! We need a couple of vertibirds loaded for combat in 5 minutes!" The man stands there and stares at me, "ON THE DOUBLE!" "Y-yes m-ma'am!" He runs off to alert the pilots and other technicians.