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To the braves that died, Dead gang members names

Bastiel Bastille the Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 812 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 So thats what you guys were chanting and singing about at the pub last night. [ooc] nice rhyming ditty  ......................... Custom Lap Records: 1 .. Stock Car Lap Records: 11 .. Pro Car Lap Records: 2 Posted May 5, 2010, 3:28 am

viKKing Skulls And Bones Darkwind Guru Group: Contributors Posts: 3,835 Joined: Oct 12, 2006 Ernie 'Double E' Earnhardt died at 25 during a challenging race on Nothern Desert Racing Circuit. While he already got injured twice on the same track the day before, he bravely offered to bring a prize for the gang. He never ever raced more than half of the track length and died painfully after a car crash with opponents and a barrier. His body and the car have been buried nearby the place he died. Event ID 99023 ......................... Posted May 7, 2010, 6:31 am

PapaSpanky Danse Macabre Pedestrian Group: Subscribers Posts: 19 Joined: May 16, 2010 Died Today: Brenda Wright, took a heavy car rifle round to the head while bravely defending the gates of Somerset. ......................... Posted May 22, 2010, 1:06 am

Bastiel Bastille the Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 812 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 Uploaded with ImageShack.us Felix 'The Cat' walks into the garage. A bemused Robert Price lifts his head from his paper work "Cat! You're back early, and on foot. Wheres the Car, more importantly, wheres Vera?" Felix struggles to make eye contact, scanning around the garage in hope to see Plexipus getting a hose down "Ahh the car, right Chief, ahh..." Takes a moment to try and swallow "it disapeared." The Cat drops himself onto a pile of tires to take a load off, fearful that he may have used up his last life. "What! Disappeared!" Chief is not amused "And Vera!?" "Oh that.. ahh, I ran over her head,... sorry about that Chief" Robert simply sits and stares. 'The Forces'' Vera Lynn, what has become of you? ......................... Custom Lap Records: 1 .. Stock Car Lap Records: 11 .. Pro Car Lap Records: 2 Posted May 22, 2010, 6:55 am

*Burden* Burdens Heavyweights Darkwind Guru Group: Marshals Posts: 717 Joined: Oct 4, 2009 "Where's Edward and James?" Was the thought that every member of the gang was thinking, after the two of them never returned from a rather crazy scout. Hours passed... Days passed... before a scouting team was finally sent to look for the two men. Both of the bodies were found dead in a phoenix, the mighty gang leader, Edward "Cuts down" Figgs, had his head half torn off, and the other, James "JimmyJimmy" Jimmerson, best gang member of the Heavyweights, had a caved in skull. Both wounds had happened at the exact same time. Apparently, Edward hadn't died right away, a note was written in his hands, barely legible and covered in blood: "Stay strong, my brothers." It read. ......................... Posted Jul 5, 2010, 10:59 pm Last edited Jul 5, 2010, 11:01 pm by *Burden*

Groove Champion The Groove Champions Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 2,931 Joined: Sep 16, 2008 [OOC] can we please change the title of this thread to "The Brave WHO died?  ......................... Stock Car Lap Records: 22 .. Pro Car Lap Records: 1 Posted Jul 6, 2010, 12:15 am Last edited Jul 6, 2010, 12:15 am by Groove Champion

*Grograt* Brothers of Metal Darkwind Guru Group: Marshals + Rule Council Posts: 6,127 Joined: Oct 5, 2008 Bonnie 'Total Eclipse' Tyler Kirk 'Metal Head' Hammett Both old time members, recently returned from Badlands for some gunnery practise in Somerset. Taken out in a couple of Phoes, a sad loss. Never take anything for granted. ......................... Stock Car Lap Records: 1 Posted Jul 13, 2010, 3:28 pm

Groove Champion The Groove Champions Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 2,931 Joined: Sep 16, 2008 Troy Balls listens to these words of wisdom, nods thoughtfully before pouring a measure of his whiskey on the curb and gulping the rest. ......................... Stock Car Lap Records: 22 .. Pro Car Lap Records: 1 Posted Jul 13, 2010, 4:28 pm

JS Guidos Hitmen Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 702 Joined: Jan 9, 2010 "Cherry" Sherry Gagnon knocked back the last of her Jack Daniels, wiping her mouth she shook her head. She said what nearly all the Somerset Hitmen contingent were thinking. "Bloody Phoenix, they went out alone in a Bloody Phoenix". She slid the glass down to Dexter who deftly snatched off the bar and started to clean it with the dirty towel he carried. She walked out of the bar, still shaking her head. "What a waste". ......................... Posted Jul 13, 2010, 5:34 pm

*Grograt* Brothers of Metal Darkwind Guru Group: Marshals + Rule Council Posts: 6,127 Joined: Oct 5, 2008 A Brothers ganger sits listening, he decides to set the bar right to how it all went down. ' It was one of our regular dual phoenix scouts, we conduct daily, probably into the hundreds now. They just got complacent, to many easy turn a rounds in the past, one crew limped away safely but Bonnie died in the vehicle, while we found Kirks body half eaten next to a dead creepy. ' He sipped on his ginger beer, shaking his head. ' never under estimate those pirates and never think life is a sure thing round here, for anybody. ' He placed his empty glass on the table, stood and walked out. ......................... Stock Car Lap Records: 1 Posted Jul 13, 2010, 5:51 pm

Fifth Fifth Legion Sunday Driver Group: Subscribers Posts: 66 Joined: Jan 3, 2010 The ganger wearing the silver badges of the Fifth Legion threw back his whiskey. "'Long' Henry Goodfellow, killed by Boss returning from battle," he said. "The bastards got Naginata too! Best damned Landrunner we ever had! Vee-Eight, Heavy Gat, we'll miss that one!" ......................... Posted Jul 15, 2010, 7:51 pm

PapaSpanky Danse Macabre Pedestrian Group: Subscribers Posts: 19 Joined: May 16, 2010 OK Hollars held her glass high. "To the braves that died on Broken Ground" she said in a elevated throaty voice. "Benjamin Rice, Shelia Urbina, Octavio Taliaferro, and Veola Watts. Killed when they were jumped by NDM. Out numbered two to one, they made quite a show for themselves, crushing four and driving the remaining bastards off so the others in the scout could live. Thier efforts were almost wasted as those devious c**cksuckers returned at the gates.  Vi Bye was killed when she gave her life to let the last car escape into town." Ok drained her glass and slammed it on the table so hard it shattered, cutting her palm. She dipped two fingers of her other hand in the blood on her palm and then drew two crimson lines down her cheeks. "North Desert Marauders, there will be blood. Yes, there will be blood." ......................... Posted Jul 27, 2010, 8:09 pm

PapaSpanky Danse Macabre Pedestrian Group: Subscribers Posts: 19 Joined: May 16, 2010 Tina "Blackeye" Turner sobbed and raised her glass. "To my love, Ike "backhand" Turner. Im gonna miss you, you abusive son-of-a bitch!" Ike had his legs shot out from under him after he turtled his ride outside of GW doing an "easy" mail run. ......................... Posted Jul 27, 2010, 10:47 pm

Fifth Fifth Legion Sunday Driver Group: Subscribers Posts: 66 Joined: Jan 3, 2010 A women with spiked hair dyed blue under the coating of soot, oil, and blood stumbles into Dexter's. She stumbles up to the bar and slams onto a stool, blood from her arms staining the already-stained wood of the countertop. "Gimme a beer, you lucky son of a bitch," she told the bartender. Tear tracks cut through the grime and soot on her face. The barman set a tankard of beer on the counter next to her. "Why am I a lucky son of a bitch?" He asked softly. "Cuz you're still alive." She gulped back half of the tankard in a single swallow. "And who isn't?" the barman asked, even more softly. "The Boss. Wheels Hoffman." The ganger buried her head in her arms, her voice muffled. "Damn Ninjas. Damn Badlanders. Damn... world." RIP Kathleen 'Wheels' Hoffman, dead at Northern Farmland of shrapnel in the brain. ......................... Posted Aug 29, 2010, 9:42 pm

Bastiel Bastille the Raging Scavengers Darkwind Guru Group: Subscribers Posts: 812 Joined: Mar 31, 2009 {OOC Just wrote this cool story about a recent loss.. and then the page refreshed and I lost it I'll try to remember it, but its just not the same} Chester Mason, long time head mechanic for Bastille receives a transmission from Elmsfield. No word had come from the northern town for over a month. From the first line of the transmission, Chester knew something had gone horribly wrong. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Louis Holzman - Elmsfield head operative ----------------------------------------------------------------------- I regret to inform you that our beloved leader, Robert Price has passed on. A heavy rocket blast shattered the undercarriage of White Heat, throwing The Legendary Apache onto its roof. Robert copped the full force of the blast in the chest, instantly killing him {ooc - exploding his heart, or something similar, quite graphic}. Dan of course, never stopped shooting, screaming with rage as he pumped another 2 mags from his HMG into the Razors' chassis. He didn't stop until the blood was dripping from the door seals. He's pretty torn up and won't leave the Apache, won't eat, sleep, all he does is get mashed on y's. He won't even let anyone near Heat for repairs. I fear he won't last long as he often overheard mumbling about killing all the Deathrace mafia and moving to Firelight to take on the Slaver Scumbags with his bare hands. Everyone here is pretty shaken up. Robert was a beacon of light in this harsh land, with his work for the Mutants despite their early hostilities, his fight for equal rights and countless donations to new, upcoming gangs which counts in the millions. We will all miss him dearly, and hope you can take over his legacy. Messages have been sent out to all other stations with the dire news. Elms operations have been halted until further instruction. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chester looked around the Bastille Somerset lockup. People were working hard on repairs, and busy organising an attack against the raiders later that day. He didn't have the heart to tell them, to shatter their spirits, it was his job now to keep them high and give hope, as price had done, not to push their heads in the dirt. He disappeared out the garage door and headed to Dexters and a tall bottle of rum. ......................... Custom Lap Records: 1 .. Stock Car Lap Records: 11 .. Pro Car Lap Records: 2 Posted Aug 30, 2010, 4:22 am

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