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Pish Posh... My Evil Leona avatar baring my old name Caribella rules...

You answered my prayers, Haris... FInally a Wasteland where I can horde too my hearts desire.

Roadrunner removed a third card from the deck, seeing a shadow of a man adorned all in black, with a dark fedora hat casting a sinister shadow over his visage. He held a rolled cigar to his shadowy face and a pistol was held behind his back in the other hand. She smiled. "I will go with you...

Roadrunner reached in her sachel, feeling for the soft touch of her Tragic Card deck. She could feel a few .44 Jacketed hollow points and a lighter and then the smooth surface of the card deck. Even before she peeled back the lid, she felt a disturbance, as if something had stole her breath...

I am a sale clerk at a place called Bon Marche on my isle. Its a real mom and pop's general store. I also run the Lottery machine we have their.

Its illegal in Dominica to bare anything higher then a .38 caliber, as out police force is limited and only has so many assault weapons or 9mm and .45s... Then again, we only have a population of 65,000. Go figure.

They're cute... And this is coming from a gril. You look sweet jebus. Don't go to prison ever :twisted:

"We must hurry, Carib hungers for blood." She said from the rare. The supple gypsy girl checked the .44 Magnum revolver in her belt. It was a sturdy pistol, a six shooter that carried six little brothers of death. She had maybe tweny five or thirty rounds left. She noted her name etched in the...

I don't think Carib would be pissed with Zeke. He could let it go, after all, Zeke did save Melvin and Carib isn't so short sighted that he wouldn't see that. He and Zeke may not become the best of buds, but he'd keep in mind that Melvin's horny ass was saved. So, you are correct, Pyro, Carib...

She smiled before moving her lips, "Come, your ally awaits you. We must go see Melvin and Ved. Your return will bring comfort to her." She guided him, the way a child would guide a parent. "But we must make haste. Peace must be made before we aid Brute... The future is very uncertain and not...

Roadrunner peered down at Zeke. She just smiled, much like a child in rag tag clothing and bangles with some stuffed animal attached to her waist along with an adaged .44 Revolver Remington. "I didn't come to read your future... or fortune. I just came to extend a hand." She strecthed out her...

Note, from what I learned Carib isn't one who would stand by seeing his comrades being threatened. While Roadrunner is easy going, and annoying because she tends to read people better then they actually understand themselves. What would you expect Carib to do? He is violent, he grew up in the...

Wll, Prue is playing along... I am waiting to see how this turns out. Oh, and idea of Gluttonville numbers. Are we looking at twenty five or fifty personnel?

Roadrunner came to the edge of the camp, simply thinking of the man called Brute, her protector and guardian... and perhaps love. Pressing her finger into the sand, sheneatly drew the a '1' and a '3'. "Home of the 13. The unlucky number that would be our salvation." She muttered. In the...

Roadrunner sat at the wooden table, deck of cards in hand, and a faint pre-war tune humming in her lips. She sat next to Carib, she gave a simple smile and began to flick the cards, "You worry about your brother," she said her face down in her cards, "I sense the care you have. Great...

Roadrunner crouched near Dwemer and put her hand on his shoulder. In a flash, she could sense his paranoia, his doubts, his anxiety. She reached for her revolver and whispered in his ear, "They will not harm us... we must here demands. He tells no lie, this Alex. We are watched by many...

Yeah... weekend... Working the hotel is a pain in the rear. Pass me a booze...

Roadrunner checked one card in her pack and flipped it over. A group of four heading down a deserted road, surrounded by ruin. "The ancestor, Daniel, well be of great use. Since he knew the before-times." Roadrunner said, she looked to Sam, Roadrunner could detect some disturbence in her...

I wanna see a picture of Lady Zoe... That is if she would be so kind to grace us.

As Roadrunner walked ahead, a smile on her face, her long dark hair free and some trinkets and bangles bedecked her body. She danced and twirled like a little girl ahead of the group. She looked back and saw Dwemer nearly stop in his tracks as her pearl black eyes met his. In him, she sensed...