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Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 33/?

(Anonymous) 2011-12-11 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
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‎"That shit changed me." Jericho looked down as a trail of ash fell to the ground, "It would any one, you'd get blood from a god damn rock after seeing that shit. No things changed, that asshole fucking brahmin was the fucking leader of our gang, I head the charge, I planned the attack, then I became their god damn leader. We stuck to Enclave after that, killed any team walking within miles of the hang out. Best part was the woman, not very many Enclave chicks, we would kill off any man, but the woman, pasted around like a fucking peace pipe."

Trying to keep his mind on something less than screaming children, " We had this guy, big as mother fucker, first and only guy I met with a bigger cock than mine. Almost ripped a girl in fucking two, funny how her screams of pain turned into moans of pleasure." Yeah, sex, that seemed to ease his mind, at least it was something that kept him up all night in a good fucking way. "Never liked the fucking Enclave, killed many good men and woman, leaving nothing but fucking goo, can't even put them to fucking rest. Found a small bunker full of them, used every grenade and locked the door."

"Things changed when I became leader, we only attacked soldiers, people that fought back, never innocent..... never kids, my first fucking order might have been my last. It wasn't though the group moved from a raging orgy to a small house fucking party. Then can you fucking believe it, oldest fucking raider and his first fucking offspring, now that is hell." He left it at that before popping a few mentats into his mouth, never thought he would talk that...
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‎"Gotta kid and shit out there, huh? I never had any. Sometimes think I'm unable to. Dunno if I could settle down and have any right now as is. Maybe later." Phoenix shrugged, feeling like he didn't really want to talk about it but just mentioned it in passing. She learned over time that people talked if they wanted to and didn't if they didn't want to. Every man had their prerogative, after all.

"As for the Enclave, I can't stand them either. Them and their holier than thou attitude. Kinda makes me sick. In a way they seem far worse than anyone else out here!"

Yeah she definitely held no respect or love for that group of idiots.
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‎"He'd be a fucking teenager now, fuck, don't even know where he would be." His voice softened as he spoked as his mood quickly changed, "Not like I'd be a good parent any fucking way, not like I have any good role models." Snorting as he said the last words, "Heard I got more kids out there, been through so many whores, who fucking knows how many little ones are mine."

"Hadn't killed any outcasts in some time, that fucking wanderer would bat her fucking eyes and suddenly was loved by anyone within miles away. Bitch had some fucking issues though, always trying to please people, trying to be a good damn hero. I was too much of a fucking bad ass for her, left me in the fucking ass crack of the wasteland for some super mutant."
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Phoenix had to laugh. "I never did get do-gooders. I mean look around!" She motioned in a half circle. "What is the fucking point? Sure some may need help getting this or that done but I'd never make it a life mission to help everyone I came around. I mean, they better be making it DAMNED worth my time, yanno?"

Fucking people. This was a kill or be killed world. A take what you could grab while you could grab it world. "Besides." She went on after a few moments of silence. "No one ever really does anything back for ya. Most just take, take, take. And that's bs. So fuck it anyway. Every man for himself. See something ya want, take it. Someone else wants it too? Kill em and take it anyway. Right?"

They were nearing their destined 'look out' point which worked well in the past to let them keep a good eye on the Bunker without being seen. "About 20 more minutes." She called to the guys ahead.

Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 34/?

(Anonymous) 2011-12-11 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
‎"Don't think it would be a good idea to make too much noise, don't want to give away our position." He smirked while pulling out his assult rifle, checking to make sure it was loaded and ready, keeping a few extra clips, just incased. "Got a few stims and aid shit, ain't the best shit but once your travel as long as I have you'd know it's better than fucking nothing."

That reminded him, he slipped his pack from his back down his arm and he opened it, looking around the pack for a moment before taking out a bottle of Buffout, he dropped 5 pills into his palm. He tossed the pills into his mouth and downed it with the a half emty bottle of scotch. "You want some?" Offering Phoenix a swig of the brown drink, while slipping his pack back.

Realizing that he had just took his father's cocktail, it had run in his blood to abuse chems, at a young age he would watch as his father beat his mother in front of him and his siblings. Of course he was just like his father, Buffout did it too him, his blood would boil and just one more then he should would almost make him numb to pain. That is until the chems wore off.
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Phoenix and the guys were quiet as they made their way up the barely visible foot path which led to a nice overlook which gave them a good view of the bunker. It was far enough away to be able to spy on the goings-on without being seen by the guards. And as usual, the guards were there doing their usual shit; talking, drinking, laughing about nothing, bitching how bored they were, no doubt.

"Should be about forty five minutes before the guards change." Phoenix said, glancing at the moons placement in the sky. "They like to change up around 10pm or so and judging the moon, it's about 9:15 or so. Give or take five minutes." Looking at the guys gathered, she ensured they all knew the plans.

"So what we're gonna do is what we planned before." Phoenix said. "I want you two to get down there and take out the guards then put their armor on, okay? We'll be behind ya and hide the bodies. Simple shit. Then we ....fuck we need a fucking molerat... Slick, aint there that den of em up the way? Why don't you and Slade head up that way and grab one. Watch the teeth, okay? Here." She pulled out some rope after digging through a few bags. "Get that on the thing so it cant wiggle free and come back. Me and Jericho will then make sure the bunker is safe and head in. Provided we can get in. None of us have been that close to it to see if it's open or not." She sheepishly looked up at Jericho. "It's gotta be though."

No worries if it was closed. Bunkers weren't that hard to get into if one knew how to hack their way in. Slade was good at that kinda shit; most bunkers had a keypad of sorts, anyway. No worries. None at all.

Everyone went their own ways then to prepare and Phoenix watched Jericho take his Buffout. Of course she took the bottle from him when offered and took down a nice healthy gulp of the stuff before handing it back. "Now all we do is wait for Slick and Slade to get back with a molerat. And hopefully all their fingers."
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Jericho crouched for a while until he gave into his body and sat down on his knees, he looked back to the woman who didn't seem to even notice him after the other left. Nothing like awkward silence before a raid, the only sound coming from him was the sound of him breathing in poofs of smokes and coughing out clouds of the bitter smoke.

"What cha thinks in there?" He finally broke the silence after making himself more comfortable on the dry dirt, "I'd guess some ass holes in lab coats, circle jecking around for the out casts or some shit." Flicking off a line of ash before sucking the last bits of tobacco as he leaned back against a rock, when a sudden squealing sound came back behind him. It was a die give away the other raiders were coming back with a mole rat, but from the sound that rat was making, it might have given away their spot.