Fallout New Vegas Roleplay

[Jokey365]

After returning to my hotel room, I stash my caps with the others. Well that was all I needed to do. I exit the hotel without a word and stroll into Freeside, hoping to get stabbed just so I can shoot something. I'm in one of those moods.

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[Amerax]

I continue to follow them, hand still on the hilt of my knife. They keep walking, and turn into an alley. I follow them for a few more minutes when they suddenly stop at a dead end and turn around. I stop in my tracks.

"Hey! You! What are you doing, following us around?"
"What?" I slur, "Are the NCR a little afraid of me?" I pull my knife out.
The men laugh at me, "Sir, put that stuff away. You do know who we are, right?" One of them pulls out his own knife, which was about twice the size of mine.
I, being drunk, decide to provoke them further, "So, what'chu plan to do, stab me with that thing? I dare you."
He comes at me, knife swinging. I may be drunk, but I still know how to fight. I disarm him and drop him to the ground, knife at his throat.
"Is that the best you've got?"

[Harm94]

If there is a town that I hate more than any other, it is Nipton. People there are always rude to outsiders and people passing through. Anyway I got a job. Apparently a Great Khan came into town to start trouble and killed a deputy in the process. The mayor put up a 1,000 cap bounty for the head of the khan. It will be impossible to deal with the Khans on my own so I will look around on the bounty board for other job listings. 

[Jokey365]

Well, nobody was stabbing me. I had to admit that I had some mental issues if I was standing around waiting to get stabbed. I could be a sadist, a masochist, or both. Probably both. Walking down Freeside, I eventually spot a group of NCR in an alleyway. They were being outmatched be what looked like a hobo with a knife. God. This is why I hate the NCR, they think they are all big and bad and go and do this. I pull out my Recharger Pistol and take aim as I approach the group. "The hell is going on down here, eh?"

[Mikoyan]

I sat there, in 2nd platoon 1st squad's dusty old tent, somewhere in the middle of Camp McCarran. I wiped dust and sweat off my aging face, going trough logs in the lamplight. "Transfer.. That'll be the day." I mutter under my breath. I pick up a burning cigar I had, laid on an ashtray and take a puff, putting it back down. As soon as I begin to write something, I'm interrupted by a young Private. "Sergeant, we've alerts from spotters in freeside that some NCR boys are being attacked. Command is too busy playing grab ass to send anyone to help." I look up at him, "Roger that. Suit up." he tells the other men from 1st squad as I grab my rifle and helmet. All of us half run out of McCarran to our comrades.

[Amerax]

"Back off, kid." I say to the approaching man. The other two NCR goons are still not sure what to do. I keep the other NCR on the ground.

"What? You guys still dont have anything?" I say as I break the mans arm.

[Jokey365]

I fire a shot at the ground next to the man and the man he's on top of. "Up. Now." I hiss. The NCR may be a bunch of jackasses, but this guy was practically torturing him.

[Amerax]

The man shoots near me and issues a command. I don't hear what he said, but the shot frightens me. I jump up and yell, "WHAT THE forget WAS THAT FOR?"
The NCR, realizing I dont have a hold of the other man, unholster their weapons and take aim. I begin to run away.

[Jokey365]

The man jumps up and yells something before charging at me as the NCR pull out their weapons.
Oh no.
I fire off a couple shots at the NCR before fleeing back towards the New Vegas gates.

[Mikoyan]

1st squad and I enter the scene running towards the men. I fire a couple of shots from my .44 at both of the civilians and ordered 1st squad to secure the perimeter.

[Amerax]

Some more NCR come and begin firing at me. This just makes me run faster. I notice the other guy is also running.

I decide its best to follow him.

[Harm94]

So After checking  the bounty board I decided I would look into finding chem dealer to passes through Nipton once every week. Apparently he comes to town twice a week as posing as traveling merchant. So apparently he sold jet to some well known rancher's son, which killed him. The rancher known as Henderson threatened to cutoff trade with the town unless they do something about it. So I decided to take the job.

[Jokey365]

I manage to get past the guards at the gate, and considering these suckers are giant walking tanks, anyone chasing me is going to get torn apart. I wait outside the gate to take a breather.

[Amerax]

I realize that the guy is heading towards the new vegas gate. stuff. I stop in my tracks.

I turn around, none of the NCR have caught up to me yet. I turn to my left and enter an abandoned building.

[Harm94]

So I started looking around town asking questions, I approached a bum.

Me: "You look like a man down on his luck."
Man: "Got any caps man?"
Me: "Sure." *gives 5 caps*
Man: "Thanks."
Me: "I'm looking for something, think you can help me?"
Man: "Sure, but help doesn't come free in these parts. First question is free."
Me: ""I'm looking to get a fix, know a guy?""
Man: "I know a guy who comes through here every few days."
Me: "How often is he in town?" *drops 3 bottle caps*
Man: "Twice a week with a caravan."
Me: "Where can I find him usually." *drops 4 caps*
Man: "He does his buisness by cemetary."
Me: "Does he have a name?" *drops 3 caps*
Man: "Never told me his name, but he wears a duster."
Me: "Thank you for your time" *drops 5 caps*

I don't know how reliable the information, I will keep asking around. I'll see what the merchants and that rancher know.