Wasteland: The Fallout Role Play

This day couldn't have gone any more interesting for him. Aiden Wallace crept along the rocky outcroppings on top of a nearby hill looking below at the scene unfolding beneath him. Something, a ship it seemed, had crash landed in this rugged little valley of sorts, the survivors making a futile stand against an ever-growing tide of super mutants, and to make matters worse, the bastards had brought along a Behemoth.

His beloved high powered bolt action rifle gripped tightly in his ragged leathery gloved hands, he crept along, stopping at various points to take a look at the strange spectacle. He had no idea who was down there and whether or not they were friendly, all he knew was that he was hungry and it was starting to get on in the day, and there were Super mutants about - never good in combination.

Making sure his weapons were loaded he moved hastily down the ridge-line, creeping up alongside the rear of the ship, scanning the area with his rifle first, he set up position overlooking the rear entrance. Five of the Mutants were trying to break down an emergency hatch, nearby a dozen more were running off whooping and roaring towards where the Behemoth and the rest of the Mutants were battling some unknown defenders. Aiden knew better than to shoot, five Mutants would spell certain death for him alone, he'd have to find a way to link up with these survivors if there was going to be any chance of surviving.

Gritting his teeth, he fingered the last grenade he had saved up from his last encouters with a Raider band, he was planning on using this to raid some food stores later on, but it seemed like this was his best option. Pulling the pin and tossing it just behind the Mutants, he lifted his rifle and awaited. The blast rocked the Mutants, one of them taking massed amounts of shrapnel in its back and hunching over in pain. The rest were merely dazed, grazes and other minor flesh wounds scarring their hulking bodies. Without waiting, Aiden opened fire, the first bullet smashing into the side of the lead Mutants head, dazing him, before a follow-up smashed straight into the temple dropping the hulking beast in a hunch.

The Mutants were aware now and began searching for the source of the two shots, but the grenade had done its job is disorientating them and Aiden ducked low, crawling higher upon the slope to get a better angle. One of the beasts roared, and the rest followed suit, charging up the ridge-edge. He took sight through a gap in two rocks and cursed, the beasts were moving quickly, all to quickly.

One of the mutants tripped. "Ahh, my leg!"

He took advantage of the confusion as one of the Mutants tripped, falling to the ground and knocking into his group of comrades. Aiden hopped up, firing a shot into the chest of one of the Mutants, locking the bolt back into place, he hammered the same spot twice more, finally dropping the Mutant backwards in a pool of its own blood.

He reloaded, adding a fresh clip of five shots into his rifle before firing again at another Mutant, this shot clipping its neck tearing a few tendons on its way through. The beast howled in pain and Aiden grinned again as his second shot ripped through its damaged throat. It continued to bound forward however, choking on its own vile blood and other bodily juices before a third shot in its open mouth sent it sprawling down hill.

The last Mutant, the one who had tripped got up, looking about in confusion. It raised its bat high in the air in defiance as Aiden's well placed rifle shots took him down, blood gushing from its open cranium.

Reloading once more, Aiden stayed low for awhile listening, the sound of frenzied combat erupting inside the ship. Taking a gander over his rocky wall he examined the surroundings, it seemed that all of the mutants had indeed moved on to fight the defenders inside the ship, and Aiden Wallace knew better than to sit around waiting.

He moved down, into the open and slid into the cover of the ship. He examined the emergency door that the Mutants had been whacking at and found that they had actually been planting charges alongside the steel door. Slinging his rifle behind his back he took a look, he wasn't an expert in explosives but if a Mutant could set this thing off so could he.
He went to work, hooking up coloured wires to their counterparts and re-connecting them to the large central charge. It was human design, probably looted off some dead corpse, and Aiden wasn't sure how big the blast would be. Staring down at a small screen it read,

'Bakta Corporation Explosive. Status: Online - Select Time of Detonation: 1s, 5s, 10s, 30s, 1min.'

He selected a 30 second timer and raced back up the slope, hunkering down behind some rocks just as the explosion went off. And what an explosion it was.

It blasted apart the door inwards, the ends of the metal curling in superheated charge as the main frame crashed down inside. Two Mutants came whirrling around to investigate, Aiden's rifle saw to it that they didn't have time to report back.

Checking his ammo he had six more clips before he was dry, his Revolver in his leather holster by his side had about fifteen shots, not enough to fight a Mutant army but maybe enough to find these survivors. He hopped over the dead bodies of the two mutants he had just killed, skull fragments and exposed brains littered the area. He crept into the interior of the Emergency Hatch and found it to be fairly dark, a small flickering light overlooked a chamber. Another door was atop a staircase, the entire chamber made of a dirty iron.

He crept up the stairs, checking the door, it was unlocked. The sound of combat coming directly from the otherside.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open.

The Supermutant jumped up and slammed the knife through the eye of Jacob's helmet.

The dark figure grabbed Ania's arm. "There are more." Ania had her blade through its eyes. Leaving it quite blind.

(so what exactly is going on, is the party fighting inside the ship?)

The sound of frenzied combat was sounding from just about everywhere. Aiden lifted his rifle scanning the area, a few dead crumpled bodies of Mutants lay scattered about, the fighting had obviously passed this way. One of the mutants groaned and tried to standing, Aiden rushed it bringing the butt-end of his rifle down hard on its torn and bleeding neck, the mutant crashed back down to the floor.

He pushed forward, the sound of battle coming ever closer as he traversed the hallways. There was a door, but it was locked and as much as he tried he couldn't open it. Behind him, he heard the roaring of Mutants, the bastards must of found the rear entrance, they were closing fast. Not really understanding what else to do, he started banging on the door, the enemy gaining on him rapidly.

((I'm going to add in an idea me and friend of mine were joking around with about Fallout 3. There's no way to explain how it comes to be, but it's hilariously awesome. Don't like it? Deal with it.))

A strange roar sounded far off in the distance, followed by a sharp rumble. Some of the Supermutants looked off in the direction and grew very afraid. Even as much as the Behemoth looked afraid. Ben's eyes widened when he heard the roar and looked at the others with him. "We have to run!"

Aiden kept banging on the door when he heard the sound of a distant roar, the Supermutants that had been pursuing him strangely stopped dead in their tracks and looked about in fear, and even began to break off and run. Confused, Aiden stopped banging and listened, keeping his wits about him, the roar was unfamiliar, even to him, an experienced Wastelander. Something big was coming this way, something very big.

Slinging his rifle across his back he re-checked the bolted door, he could hear voices shouting from behind it. He banged once more,

"Open up! Hey, you in there! Open the damned door!"
He wasn't exactly sure what was about to happen but he knew better than to go it alone. Besides, if he tried to run back out there would be an abundance of Mutants waiting with open arms.

He could only hope to whatever god was out there that the survivors would hear his banging.

Deckard smacks jacob for leaving and almost letting this die.
"the supermutants are think of it as a good thing, so lets get into that vehicle and go, you can pay for my services later" he told them as he found a way out (not hard as its swiss cheese now)

Cursing his poor luck, Aiden gave up banging on the bolted door, obviously his pleas had gone unheard. He dashed back down the passageway, and carefully snuck outside. It was all clear, the mutants seemed to be running off gathering in some distant point. Aiden Wallace took to the rocky outcroppings he had previously hid in and moved about the bank of it, try to come in for a better view. A lone mutant was transfixed upon something in the distance, he tried to follow the gaze but couldn't. Without warning the mutant turned and roared, bounding for the prone figure of Aiden. He didn't have enough time to react and was smashed a dozen feet backwards, groaning in pain he tried to stand but was lifted and thrown down from the ledge onto the hard ground below.

He coughed loudly, the beast roaring in delight, Wallace moved as swiftly as one man could after being thrown about like a ragdoll, he got to his knee and unslung his rifle as the mutant charged, he fired a shot but missed, swearing loudly, he fired again, this time the bullet skimmed the beasts left arm and merely grazed it.

He rolled as the mutant came on him and fired a shot into the creatures back, it barely even penetrated the skin and it turned around for another go at him. But Aiden was focused now and his shot was true, the bullet smashing through the small fleshy weak eye and it sliced through the beasts brain, destroying it and causing the mutant to collapse into a twitching and dying wreck.

"Well that wasn't so bad..." He said, wiping sweat from his forehead and coughing up a little blood. Just then he heard some more crashing about and looked up, at least a dozen of the Mutants stood facing him, laughing horribly in their guttural nature. In the distance the sound of distant roaring continued and Aiden gracefully slid a fresh clip into his rifle.

He didn't plan on dying today, but if he was going down, dammit he was going down well.

Kal stopped their march towards the Vault, when he heard the roar. He immediately spun on the others. "We have to go back! RUN!!" With that he left them behind.

Rollinger looked at the girl (remind me her name 😛 ) and turned and ran after him, holding out his hand. "Best follow him, need we get lost. ANd that isn't good."

Ania ran close behind.

They ran over the dry and rocky terrain, back towards the plume of smoke that was the crashed ship. "If your friends are smart they'll clear off, butif not, I need to get a look at this thing." Kal called back, pulling off his helmet and revealing his roguish face, and sandy brown hair. "I'm Kal by the way. Now keep up, if you want too see this. I'll explain later, when we're safe, just move!"

Ania smiled. "I vould say zat it is nice to meet you, but ve are busy at ze moment. Lets continue zis ven ve are safe."

The Mutants were encircling him, Aiden could tell this, slowly forming a ring around. He sniggered, realising just how bad the odds were looking right now, but he hadn't lived a life out in the Wasteland and not learned a few tricks along the way. If he could just find a weak point in the line, maybe he could slip out...

The ring was still being formed, the brutes laughing and raising their weapons in the air preparing for the slaughter, Aiden's grip tightened on his trusty bolt-action, it was now or never.

He fired, first shot piercing the skull of one of the mutants in front of him, it stumbled blindly and in rage struck out at the mutant closest to him, slashing one of the arms off. The two fell into the dirt kicking, gnawing, and biting one another. That was the chance he needed, and ran as hard as he could, hopping over the tussling mutants and storming up the hill, the mutants roaring as they realised what had just happened began to give chase.
The ascent was hard, he stumbled many times, making sure to kick down as much stone as he could, but the mutants merely waved them off laughing at the delight of battle. He took a second and shot at the closest mutant, the bullet smashing into its shoulder, shrugging it off it laughed and continued to chase.

He reached the top, the roaring beginning to sound closer and closer the mutants close behind, he turned again and fired downwards, this time the bullet struck the cranium of the already wounded Mutant and it angrily rolled back a few feet downhill, stumbling up and slowly and dizzily trying to continue its climb.

"Damned things never die!" He yelled in frustration, firing his last shot which struck a mutant across the chest. He ran and reloaded, not really sure where he planned on going, as soon as those mutants reached the top ground they'd catch him. He was out of idea's, there was really nothing that could be done, the mutants were beginning to reach the top, he crouched again and fired, the bullet slamming into a weak fleshy bit on the throat and the round exploded in the mutants throat, who fell over gurgling and convulsing.

The other mutants were enraged, and roared as one as they charged forward, Aiden remainded crouched and fired steadily, picking off another of the mutants before reloading. They were almost upon him now and he roared out a battle cry in defiance to the certainty of death.

X surveyed the scene and laughed quietly to himself about how the survivors were just stomping around, running, and hiding from the Mutants. Letting out an exasperated sigh, he cracked his neck and placed his helmet back onto his head, snapping it into locked position. His optics slowly powered up and illuminated the area even further so he could have another advantage over the enemies. The only negative of the brightened view would be that any bright lights were unbearable and possibly blinding. Disregarding the suits automated warning, he lifted the scope up and fired, killing a mutant in one shot, and by the time the other had fired on his last position, he was gone, already lining up another shot.

The roar sounded again, and this time all the Supermutants began to flee, even the Behemoth. X pushed a button on the temple of the suit and spoke calmly. "Something big is coming your way, and if you don't hide, it'll do anything to get to you. You're not going to be able to kill it, so if anyone's listening, run."

"This way." Kal said to himself. He slid down the rock cover and came up with his weapon out and his eyes on a group of Raiders, probably attracted by all the commotion. "It's you!"

Kal looked at the woman who spoke, his eyes narrowing. "Have you come to return to us, Kal? And I see you have 'friends', do they wish to join us?"

Kal held up his hand. "Don't listen to her, just stay back." He steadied his aim on the hunting rifle as another roar vibrated the ground. Clearly the raiders were as frightened as the Super Mutants that were running away. "You should leave, a fight with me wold be costly to you, we can easily settle our differences at another time, provided the Wasteland doesn't eat you up." The contempt for this woman was exceedingly obvious in his voice.

"Perhaps, but perhaps not. In any case, your friends can come with us if they wish, we will treat them..." she paused for just the right amount of time to send a chill up Rollinger's spine "...well." Her voice held a threat, and a chilling one at that.

Kal stepped in front of Ania. "These people are not like you, they will not bow to you or you ways. Ania stay behind me." He added quietly.

Thats when the Mutants stopped, they turned around, Aiden not daring to fire a shot should they become alert to his presence again. They began speaking to one another in a strange language, and then just ran, ran straight back down to the ship, hopping over their slowly dying comrade. Aiden didn't need a second thought, he ran as well in the opposite direction, trying to find a higher ground to survey the scene.

Something big was coming, and he wasn't so sure he wanted to stick around to find out, but human curiousity has a way of doing just that.

The air was musty, thick, and futid, stumbling over countless stones and other manner of debris, his trusty rifle slung over his back. He kept up his brisk pace until he heard voices coming from the distance, someone seemed to be shouting.

He crept now, unslinging his rifle and loading a few bullets back into it to replenish what he had fired. Creeping up behind the cover of some bramble and a few stones, he took a gander at the scene unfolding ahea of him. It seemed a raider gang had confronted a ragtag band of wastelanders, at least one of them seemed to be a wastelander, and were in the midst of some heated arguement.

He checked his rifle, keeping his distance, he wasn't sure what exactly was going on right now and he wasn't about to throw himself blindly into any situation out here in the wasteland. He had learned this many a times the hard way.

The distant roaring growing nearer every second.

She pulled the rifle(I think thats what she has. I can't remember.) off of her shoulder. For some reason everyone thought she couldn't take care of herself. Oh well. Nothing wrong with using him as a meat shield. "Alright, Kal."

He nodded towards the roaring. "You had better run along, I'm sure daddy doesn't want his daughter eaten by that." He moved to the side a little.

The woman nodded meekly and turned away and marched off a disappointed scowl on her face. The Raiders followed, not wanting to stay long.

Kal turned and started in the opposite direction heading for a ridge near-by. "Stay close."