The Four Corners - A Treasure Hunter's Tale [A New Nappy RP]

[Swat 3]

Nathan has a bow, he has explosive bolts. He didn't have C4 bombs, for he used his C4 arrow, aka bolt.

I get payed a huge backpack of gold. Next contract is to kill some family, must be rich. I even get to go around the mansion stealing stuff, fun.

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[Mikoyan]

the last man outside walks out and raises his hands looking at me with sorrow. I shoot him right in the head and signal Naz to come down.

[grunterdb1951]

Nathan has a bow, he has explosive bolts. He didn't have C4 bombs, for he used his C4 arrow, aka bolt.

I get payed a huge backpack of gold. Next contract is to kill some family, must be rich. I even get to go around the mansion stealing stuff, fun.

Wrong, bows use arrows. Crossbows use Bolts.

[fawkes..]

Jack gazed at the VTOL as it flew away, the bastard pilot hadn't waited for him. He quickly made up his mind, he would head to the west continent instead. Ater a hurried dash to the platform where the western VTOL was taking off jack was tired, but he made it just in time. He got on board the VTOL and looked around, there was one other guy, he took the seat opposite him.

[mlockha]

Name: Matthew Robert
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Sarcastic, Sadistic
Appearance: A white man with a tall stature, he looks like he hasn't slept in days.
Inventory: .22 Taurus 94 Revolver, Speedloader, and 7 cylinders of ammo, water bottle.
Clothing: Worn out blue sports jacket, gray shirt, black track pants and running shoes
Backstory*: Born to Hebrew immigrants, Matthew grew up wanting to go to college, when he found that he loved running, he began praticing it in middle school. Eventually in High School he got a offer for a scholarship. After a year at this college, Matthew didn't think this college would improve his life any, so he went to the Southern Island looking to make a living bringing back those special flowers he has heard about.
Skill***: Increased mobility, Can sprint longer and faster, increased strengh.
Other: Has a Italian accent after growing up with Italian kids.


Turn:
Matthew Roberts heads out of his dorms at night time, going to the VTOL station. At the VTOL station he sees no one there except a homeless man sleeping on a bench. Makes sense, no one wants to go to the VTOL station this late, nonetheless go to the Southern Islands. Once the VTOL arrives, Matthew boards. Time to harvest some herbs.

[RedGajin]

The team leader signals for everyone's attention. "Alright, we take this in three's. Zebellan and Pyter, with me, the rest of you take the west side of the station. Try not to get killed. Let's move."

Zebellan takes point, and the trio move through the gated entrance. There were a few dead bodies around and a few "Scartooths", rat like creatures that are common in the East.  Pyter disposes of all of them with his assault rifle easily and they continue on. They see an old trailer, and a few more Scartooths. They dispatch the creatures and check the trailer, finding nothing. As they exit Zebellan looks down and see's footprints, "Fresh footprints," he announces. "Someone was just here."

The team leader, Rickter, comes over and inspects them, "Hell, just looks like one guy. Doubt he'll live long with all those Fareyes down there, huh?"

The Fareyes were what their main objective was. They are a mutated human, standing at a mere 5'1, they use primitive weaponry such as knives and clubs. However, they are faster and more keen then humans, and usually travel in packs of three, or with a tribe. Their namesake is because of their eyes, no pupil or iris is visible but they have perfect vision.

"Come one, let's keep going."

[Jokey365]

After a small incline I poked my head over the edge. What the hell were those things? They looked like humans, but... They're short, and look like stereotypical tribal people. I'm assuming they want to murder me, and that path they're on is my only way out. I could Indiana Jones my way out, but the minecart was rusted to the tracks. My main problem was the tribal guys blocking my only way out, but they also killed any rat that approached them no problem, so they were my only problem. I decided to wait until they decided to move.

[blazerblock2]

the last man outside walks out and raises his hands looking at me with sorrow. I shoot him right in the head and signal Naz to come down.

     The bandits were dead, and that was the end of it.  The man told me to come down, so I got up and slid down the dune.  I examined the surrounding corpses, it was pretty gruesome.  Most of them had fallen to my Nakhjir, but some at stab wounds and bullet cavities in their chests.  The sand soacked up the blood pretty well, though.  The one who was the most well armed, I had assumed the leader, had a bandolier of grenades across his chest.  I think they were spice grenades, they looked homemade.  He also carried a SAW and a few belts of ammunition.  Maybe he was just the man with the big guns?  Who knows.  All of the other bandits used basic NATO weapons, like M4 Vipers, and MP5s.  I myself preferred Warsaw Pact weaponry.
     The buggies that they used had small boxes of ammunition on their backs, and I decided to poke around.  I took out a single grenade, it looked like a military grade one, Russian.  Maybe an F1 grenade.  There were a lot of stray bullets in the box, but the ones I noticed were the ones that I needed, and they were the 7.62x54mmR rounds.  I counted about 13 and put them in my bag for now.

[Swat 3]

I speed away from that grimy apartment, I could possibly bomb the house, but I need to take the kid out first. Maybe I can bow them all in the head with poison-dipped arrows? I don't care. I arrive at the place, smirking; this is a slum house. I sneak inside.

[Mikoyan]

I smile and pat one of the buggies, "Reckon we could use these?"

[blazerblock2]

     "No, draw too many attention."  Naz replies, picking at the supplies on some of the corpses.  The heavy man seems to have been carying some jars in his bag, full of a red dust.  Naz dipped his finger in the jar, sniffing the substance.  "Spice." he said, taking out a collective of 4 jars.  He pushes 2 jars toward Alexander, and continues picking through.

[Swat 3]

I simply go in and kill the family in their sleep. I take all their belongings and dump it into the bags, they seem to have tons of gold, which is fine. I make sure I clean up the mess, and erase any evidence of myself.

[Mikoyan]

"Well what now?" I ask Naz.

[mlockha]

As Matthew arrives in the Southern Island, he turns his sports jacket into a Arab-Style hoodie. Matthew ventures out into the Southern Island on a buggy, on loan from his parents who think he's at college.

[blazerblock2]

"Well what now?" I ask Naz.

     "We go town, sell gold, get supplies." he says, taking several bottles of water from the corpses and disposing of the ones that have  already been drank from.  "You have GPS?" he asks.