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.:Just rolling on my spurs:. (Pm to join/ Possible M)

Postby HunnyBun » 04/14/2012 8:47 PM

(A bit of a warning to you, this will heavily contain Fallout material)




The cool desert night felt good against his metal frame. The moon lit the world just bright enough for him to see his path. There wasn't and exact direction or destination he was headed for, he was just rolling along. Nothing held him back, and nothing controlled him. So along he went on.
The rhythm of his large tire cutting into the sandy ground was steady and constant. The way his arms swayed, and his body frame bounced on it's axis almost was musical. Everything flowed together as he went on his way. He didn't stop, nothing seemed to bother him. He just rolled on and on.

In his robotic brain, he almost, almost, wished he could pick up a radio signal. Then at least, he wouldn't be so lonely out here. But then that feeling was trumped by the normal day to day programs that ran through his head.
Still though, company wouldn't be to bad. Not to bad at all.


We're waiting every night
To finally roam and invite
Newcomers to play with us
For many years we've been all alone

.: ~Pen~ :.
.: ~Sales~ :.
.: ~Breeder~ :.
.: ~Imp. Doc~ :.
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Re: .:Just rolling on my spurs:. (Pm to join/ Possible M)

Postby HunnyBun » 04/15/2012 9:11 PM



She was alone, separated, and frightened.

Never before had she ever been by herself. Ever since the day she could remember she always had someone to care for her. Even before she joined with her caravan, there was always someone to hold her hand when she was scared. But now, now there was no one to be seen.
She didn't quite know how she got separated from her caravan, or even where they had been headed. So instead of just walking around in circles, or getting her self even more lost, she decided to just stay put. Her knees curled under her chin, she hoped someone she knew would find her.
"Their just over the next dune..." She told herself. "They'll come walking down and see me. Yep."
The blistering day turned into a chilly night, still no sign of anyone. She was loosing hope.
For most people, the desert would have been a hell hole. But for someone who grew up in these sort of conditions, it was the normal. This new place wasn't anyway different to her home back in the Mojave. 'Cept maybe it was just a tad cooler, something she didn't mind.
And surviving wasn't a thing to worry about, she had to learn that the second she could walk. Had been taught to hunt, use what items you had, even to shoot a gun. So she was okay on keeping herself well fed and healthy.
No, it was the loneliness that she hated. Being out in the large open world without someone to talk to. Without someones leg to rest her head on. Without someone to kiss her boo boos. And most importantly, no one to help protect her if a group of Fiends attacked.
She shivered, the thought of an ambush right now shook her to the core. She didn't want that to happen. The last think she would wish for.
Then suddenly, she heard something. It was light, barely audible, but it was there. The sound of the sand just lightly being grazed as something walked over it.
Fiends.
She jumped up on her knees and crawled behind a small rock, peering over it, she prepared to see a group of them. Prepared to see their chemed faces. To see them spot her and begin firing god knows what at her. Literally shaking in her boots, she prepared for the worse.


We're waiting every night
To finally roam and invite
Newcomers to play with us
For many years we've been all alone

.: ~Pen~ :.
.: ~Sales~ :.
.: ~Breeder~ :.
.: ~Imp. Doc~ :.
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Re: .:Just rolling on my spurs:. (Pm to join/ Possible M)

Postby HunnyBun » 04/15/2012 11:08 PM

A Securitron? Out here? What was it doing out here?

Her head ducked down beyond the cover of the rock. If there was one thing she knew about Securitrons, it was that they were lethal, on a good day. Given that it was in the middle of nowhere, and probably most likely damaged, it would go on a rampage. The thought of what just it's 10mm automatic it had in it's arm could do made her shake violently.
Worse then Fiends, much worse.
"It'll just pass. That's all. Don't let it see you, that's all you have to do. Just stay hidden." She told herself. Reassured herself.
She was going to be fine... Right?

Movement, did he see movement? He thought he had.
Just beyond that rock coming up to his right, he saw something duck down behind it. Khan? Legionaries?
He'd rather not deal with either, just keep on his way. Just roll on and not deal with it. But if there was one thing he knew, no matter how much you don't want trouble, trouble will always find you. So even if he went on with his business, not to say the Khan or Legion behind that rock won't. Easier to just head over there and wipe them out and be done with it.
He changed course, aimed for the rock. His right hand changed shape, readied to use the gun hidden inside. He'd make it quick and painless. Just get in and get out.


We're waiting every night
To finally roam and invite
Newcomers to play with us
For many years we've been all alone

.: ~Pen~ :.
.: ~Sales~ :.
.: ~Breeder~ :.
.: ~Imp. Doc~ :.
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Re: .:Just rolling on my spurs:. (Pm to join/ Possible M)

Postby HunnyBun » 04/25/2012 9:42 PM

What was that? Was it coming over? She began to freak out, her whole body shivered. He must have noticed her, now there was nothing in the world that could save her. Unless... unless she could run? But there was no way she could run fast enough. Not against the speed of a Securitron, or a bullet.
Tears built up in her eyes, there was no way she could out run it. Her fate was sealed. In this strange new place. All alone, her caravan gone, never to know what happened to her. All alone.

As he crept closer, he thought he could hear whimpering. Why were they crying?
His metal body leaned in a curious and confused way as he slowly got closer. It wasn't normal to hear someone cry. Especially if whoever this was were a Khan or Legion.
He wasn't sure what to make of the sounds he heard from the other side of the rock. And didn't quite know what he would expect to find.


We're waiting every night
To finally roam and invite
Newcomers to play with us
For many years we've been all alone

.: ~Pen~ :.
.: ~Sales~ :.
.: ~Breeder~ :.
.: ~Imp. Doc~ :.
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