From the anals of Shady Sands, found in the History of the New California Republic......
.....And so for many years Shady Sands struggled against plagues of raider which attacked their harms and the rad scorpions which poisoned the herd. Until one day, after many years had passed since the decendents of Vault 15 had come, two strangers came from the West wearing suits of blue marked with the letter 13. One was a tall man, stronger than a Brahmin bull and more fierce than the dire wolves that lived in wicked mountains. The other a man whose skin was like clouds that brought blessed rain to the valley.....
Seth swatted away flies from his face. As normal, he kept post at the main gate, not trusting others to take the position. His one the only rifle owned by those of Shady Sands, and their primative knives and spears had failed to deter either Raiders or Rad Scorpions. He had looked to Ian for support, but the old caravan guard had taken wound, supposedly by a woman he had been seeing in Junktown. Now the woman had shown up and Ian had disappeared.
If the raiders came, they would strike for the gate. His shot would be the first warning the townspeople would have, and then would come the desperation of trying to fortify the walls of Shady Sands from the raiders.
At least Katrina was with him. Katrina, beautiful blond Katrina. She was with him always. Like the few others that had come from Vault 15, they had helped Shady Sands prosper from more than a mere tribal village. She still helped newcomers arrive, helping them get aquainted with the town and life in Shady Sands. But he suspected there was more to her reason for being with him. Perhaps it was the way she often looked at him.
But his heart lay with Tandi. In his private heart Seth though, When that little one gets a little older and the chief says we are to marry, she and I are goin make lots of babies. He thought about her tanned skin, but more, her youth. Seth liked girls young and Tandi, still a teenager, had reached an age of ripeness that, well, stirred feelings inside.
Sleepy in the sunlight, he didn't see the shapes of two men walking towards camp until they had come within rifle range.
Katrina saw them first. "Seth, look strangers!"
Seth woke with a start and brought his rifle to shoulder.
.....
Out in the field Dwemer (aka Brute) and Melvin walked on. "Perhaps they have food and water. Perhaps they can help us with the water chip." Said Dwemer. In his mind echoed the urgency of the Overseer's voice when he spoke of the importance of waterchip.
"Perhaps they got woman." Said Melvin. Dried and near spent, Melvin's mind turned to the thing he loved best.
"But what makes you think they will let you have their women." Asked Dwemer.
"You think they'll all white. I have had white, and white's alright."
"No." corrected Dwemer, " THey might be protective of their women as kin folk and not be keen on a stranger stirring up the gene pool."
"What's wrong with my gene pool?" Asked Melvin. Dwemer gave him a sharp look. Melvin thought about it for a second. Was Dwemer thinking in terms of the Vault, where blacks and whites were segregated? Or was he thinking something else.
"You mean they might be Klan?" Said Melvin suddenly.
"Klan?" Asked Dwemer unfamiliar.
But Melvin knew. Quickest way for a black man to get hung up a tree was to mess with the white women. White men were jealous protectors of white pussy.
"Yeah, the KKK, they kill black men for getting some white pussy."
Said Melvin, now suddenly nervous.
"White people kill blacks because of the white women?" Asked Dwemer.
"Das right. Well, they don't like black people at all, but a nigga in white piece of heaven is off to see the maker, get my meanin'?" Informed Melvin. His grandmother had always told him bed stories about the Klan, about how they dressed in white, with white hoods and burnt crosses. How they were all white and were everywhere.
"Well they look white to me." Said Dwemer,looking at the two people at the gate of the community. "Why do you think he's pointing the gun."
A shot cracked over the plain.
"Fuck it's the Klan. Sheeit, I live my whole life in a vault and first time I come out to meet folks, first folks I meet it's the fucking Klan." Said Melvin.
Dwemer grabbed him and pulled him down.
"Come no further." Called out a male voice from the town.
"But if all they want to do is kill you because you're black, perhaps they won't kill me because I'm white." Said Dwemer, now standing up.
Another shot fired.
Melvin pulled Dwemer to the ground. "No fool. They probably think you one of them Civil Rights people, that or you my gay white lover."
"What?"
Melvin nodded. "Yeah, and they all closet homo-sexuals too. That's what my grandmother says."
"Well they're not going to get me without a fight." Said Dwemer.
Both men removed weapons.
THen a woman's voice. "Stop shooting. There are only two of them and they are wearing vault suits."
A man's voice. "Katrina, come back here. It' ain't safe."
Another woman's voice. "Well fuck that. It might be that som bitch Ian comin to get what's comin."
Both men looked up from behind the pile of dirt they had ducked behind.
A beautiful blond woman was running out followed quickly by another woman who seemed to be carrying a weapon.
"Should we shoot 'em." Asked Dwemer.
"What, that's pussy runnin from the white man into the arms of the black man. That's the best kind of pussy. THat pussy you don't got to work for." Said Melvin.
Neither men fired as the women came to view. The first one, the blond, looked sweet and kind, the other looked angry and well armed. That one ran past the first and was quickly standing above them pointing her weapon at first Dwemer than Melvin than back at Dwemer.
"You ain't fuckin Ian. You don't look like fucking Ian though you got his build and skin color. And you, fuck, you look burnt or somethin. Shit. Neither of you is Ian. Mother Fucker. I swear I'm gonna kill that motherfucker when I find him and you tell him that." Said the woman.
"My name's Dwemer. Could you stop pointing that weapon at me. And who is Ian?"
The woman paused to think about that, then spat. "Shit. I'm sorry for scaring you all to hell." She pointed the weapon elsewhere. "Nice to meet ya, I'm Inna. I used to be with Ian but that motherfucker left me for a woman, sayin as I am too rough and ill mannered. But what does he want from me, I'm a Fuckin mercenary for God's sake. Shit. Broke my fuckin heart he did and now I aim to kill him for it."
The woman offered him a hand and Dwemer took it.
Melvin was still down when the other woman came up, and when she looked down at his face she just smiled and it grew, her cheeks getting red and her eyes lighting up. "Well look at you.... you're the color of the clouds that bring the rain. Blessed is the rain that fertilizes the seeds. But you look like you need someone to care for you. My name is Katrina, who are you."
Melvin looked at that smiling face and knew his troubles were over. "My name is Melvin, and I'm a Kama Sutra masta."
"Kama Sutra, I never heard of that."
"Well don't worry, I am sure I will show you tonight. I've come to help fertlize your garden with my seed."
"Lovely." Said the girl, taking him by the hand.
Back at the gate the other guards had come up. Seth called out. "Are they safe? Are they raiders? Hub merchants?"
"Seth" called back Inne, "Stop being such a fuckin asshole. You got to know better to be shootin at everybody and stirrin it all up, you dip shit. These two are alright."
.... an so it came to pass that the man Dwemer, who others know as Brute, came to Shady Sands bringing with him the black man Melvin, who would teach Katrina the ways of the Kama Sutra and sow marvelous seeds amoung us, making Shady Sands a happier place.
occ- New players welcomed. ok, Zoe, I have introduced Inna, the woman looking for Ian. Naturally Inne will leave on the adventure with Dwemer and Melvin and Ian will come out of hiding. This might be a good time for other players to join. There will be an episode with the Vipers, the crops, Tandi, and the Rad scorpions before going on to Vault 15."
I hope