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Change of Plans, Lost in the Shuffle

ninjamonkey73 Bullet Boys Autodueller Civs Faction Group: Subscribers Posts: 270 Joined: Jun 20, 2010 Douglas Rojas sat in the corner of the bar sipping his Jack Daniels and Lemonade, staring at the clock on the wall, watching the second-hand make lap after lap in its endless race against time. He sighed. Suddenly his ears picked up the familiar sound of a 4-liter Phoenix idling outside. He gulped down the last of his drink, slapped some bills on the counter, and ran outside. There was Donald 'Cherry' Garcia, climbing out of the Cherry Bomb and heading for the trunk. "Donald!" yelled Douglas. "Glad to see you made the trip! When do we leave for Gateway?" Donald raised an eyebrow at Douglas as he popped the boot lid. "Yeah, uh... about that. Uh, gimme a hand with these boxes, will ya?" Douglas helped him remove the large boxes marked "FOOD" and "WATER" from the trunk, stacking them neatly on the curb. "What's all this for?" "For you, buddy!" Donald said with a laugh. "There's been a change of plans. You, uh... might be here for a while." Douglas blanched. "You're kidding, right?" "Sorry, bro. Glenn's orders. First priority is weapons, second priority is fuel... third priority is you." Douglas couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I had my car blown out from under me, I got dragged back to Firelight by Slavers, I killed giant mutated creatures with a friggin' CROSSBOW... and now you tell me I gotta hang out here in Badlands while you drive away free and happy?" Donald gave that some thought. "Yeah," he said with a nod. "That's the form of it." Douglas screamed the harshest obscenity he could come up with on short notice, and kicked over one of the "FOOD" boxes. "Easy pal," said Donald with a smile. "That's your food supply for the week right there. Look, it won't be long. Glenn just wants me to pick up a few things and get 'em back to him in Gateway. Two, three trips tops." Douglas' shoulders sagged. "Well then... I'll be drunk if you need me." ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Aug 27, 2010, 5:10 pm

*Bastille* Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Evan Reds Faction Group: Marshals + Contributors Posts: 7,513 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 Jeanetta 'Aurora' Auer had been sitting on the Uaile's steps. Noticing Douglas despair as the Cherry Bomb drove away, she offered her assistance. "Couldn't help but over hear. Stuck in this hell hole huh? I was planning on heading north soon, buy me a drink and I'm sure I could squeeze you in somewhere." Douglas seemed preoccupied with kicking his food box and simply shrugged. "Anyway, have a think about it, I'll be in the bar if change your mind." ......................... marshal vet wv pvp4 zom cont pvp32,12,1 Posted Aug 28, 2010, 5:05 am

ninjamonkey73 Bullet Boys Autodueller Civs Faction Group: Subscribers Posts: 270 Joined: Jun 20, 2010 When the Cherry Bomb rolled through the town gates, Douglas Rojas was standing outside the town lockup waiting for him. Donald 'Cherry' Garcia climbed out of the cherry-red Phoenix and saw the huge grin on Douglas' face. "What's with the happy face, man?  Last time I saw you you looked pretty bummed out." "Wait til you see what I got the other day," Douglas beamed.  "A shiny new Anti-Tank Gun!  I heard about Chewbucca, and figured we could use a spare." Donald scratched his head.  "Uh... I hate to tell you this, bro... but I can't take that thing out of here." Douglas' face looked as if someone had let the air out of it.  "What?" "It'll fit on board, that's not the problem.  The problem is, it's too heavy.  It'll eff up my mileage." "Can't you bring some Fuel Cans?  Or put in a bigger Tank?" "No can do," Donald replied.  "I'm maxed out on space.  There's just enough room for the ATG, and no room for anything else.  You're gonna have to sell it and buy something smaller." Douglas was gutted.  He had thought he had done something good, but once again he had bungled the job.  Glenn was going to kill him. -- A few hours later, Donald and Douglas were loading the Cherry Bomb with fresh cargo for Gateway.  Donald shut the trunk when they were finished, and shook his head at Douglas. "You better hope that ATG sells before Glenn sees our monthly numbers.  You just spent a LOT of the gang's money, and Glenn's been telling us to cut down on expenses." "Yeah," grumbled Douglas, "but hopefully this shipment will cheer him up.  He's been hounding me to find this stuff for him." Donald laughed.  "He just brokered a deal to have 20 of those Mounted Rams delivered here for me to pick up.  You really think he's gonna perk up just because you found ONE of them?" "What about the Heavy Gat?  He needs a spare, right?" "He may have wanted one last week, but he's getting sick of the inaccuracy of those things, and switching back to good old Heavy Machine Guns." Douglas sighed heavily.  "Great." Donald laughed again.  "Don't sweat it, bro.  If we don't end up using it, we can always sell it in Somerset at an inflated price.  Make back some of that scratch you wasted." "Fine," Douglas mumbled.  "Have a nice trip." The Cherry Bomb screeched away, two thick black stripes of burnt rubber in its wake.  Donald's laughter was still echoing in Douglas' ears as he trudged up the front steps of the tavern. "Let's see if I can get drunk.  Hopefully I won't screw THAT up." ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Sep 9, 2010, 8:39 pm

theHumungous Worldeaters Darkwind Guru Renegade Group: Members Posts: 686 Joined: Jan 12, 2010 "HAHAHA--!" Maurice quickly stifled his laugh with a drink. "Sorry there, fella. Did you say TWENTY F***ing mounted rams?" Maurice shakes his head snickering. "Man, who the HELL is going to transport those things? Heavy as HELL, boss. Hah hah." A scrawny man walks in and after a moment of nervous glancing around the bar, his eyes find Maurice. "Ah, this just came for you Maurice." He quickly hands Maurice a folded note and scurries off. Struggling, Maurice begins to read the notice out loud, having trouble forming most of the words. "Moor ease, find repre- repre... zent uh tif... representative of Ninjuh mankeys... ma... monkeys." Maurice glances around the room quickly. "Estab... esstablish contact for devilry... de-livery of heavy shipmant of... F***." Maurice looks up at Douglas, his face beginning to redden with embarrassment before continuing "... heavy shipmant of mounted rams." "Tender! Order my new friend here, Douglas a round." Maurice turns toward Douglas, "I suppose I'll finish up this contract here with you." ......................... vet wv Posted Sep 9, 2010, 10:21 pm

ninjamonkey73 Bullet Boys Autodueller Civs Faction Group: Subscribers Posts: 270 Joined: Jun 20, 2010 Douglas gave the stranger a half-hearted smile. "It's funny... they hired me to man a Grenade Launcher... now I get paid to sit here and drink. Nice work if you can get it, eh?" He raised his glass to Maurice. "Cheers, bro." ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Sep 10, 2010, 2:42 am

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