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Published: 2015-12-01 19:15:59 +0000 UTC; Views: 1394; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 0
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And yes, I made this because I've been watching videos of people playing Fallout 4 XP I just kinda felt a need to make an RP that is closely based on the idea of an actual fallout going on XBRules Applied
1. Anything really goes
2. Mature in notes ONLY
3. OCs and/or Canon characters are allowed
4. Any kind of creatures are allowed
5. Have Fun
PS~ I might actually start putting these kind of rules in my RPs from now on
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Davis: *sighs* We have all killed to protect.. I had fought to protect our country and home.. You had done the same..
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Quinn: but this..."man" *he begrudgingly says* ....didn't see it coming. I killed him....because he'd jeopardise the safety of those I cared about. A good man or no....h-he was still a danger. And I....I put him down.
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Davis: I was talking about you being the one protecting who you loved..
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Quinn: ...it doesn't mean what I did was right. But.....it was necessary in my eyes.
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Davis: You were fighting to protect those you love
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Quinn: yeah.... But right or wrong...still wasn't enough. That's why I'm not going to fail with them. *he looks over at the group as they settle into bed*
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Davis: *is quiet for a bit*
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Quinn: *going back to finishing with the washing* listen uh, Davis....I'd appreciate you not telling the others what I just told you. I-I don't think they're ready for that just yet.
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*Davis nodded in understanding*
Davis: I will not tell anyone about what you have told me
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Quinn: Thanks, Davis. You get on and get some rest. I can finish up here. And....thanks again for letting us stay the night.
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*He nodded and soon did so*
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*Quinn had soon finished cleaning up and stowing the gear away, but he not soon enough before the fire in the cooking station had died out and put the cellar in mostly darkness. Carefully trying to find his way in the dark, he barely stops himself from kicking over a pot with a gentle clatter. Thankfully not waking anyone, he proceeds towards to the bunks, but....just as he was about to reach his, he trips on the leg of the one next to him, catching a glimpse of blue hair falling out of the bunk after him*
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(Meaning what? 
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(Meaning he's tripped in the dark on a bunk, specifically Hannah's bunk, and....causing her to fall out of it? You can change that if you want.)
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(Well, it just sounded like something horrible had happened to Hannah
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(Really? U-uh....like what? Head falling off or something?)
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(Yes.. XP Like something attacked them in the night XS)
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(Oh....well we can have that happen if you want. And....Hannah is already wounded and unconscious something?)
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(No.. XC I just thought that was what you meant.. XP)
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(Nah. Though something high tension like that would be good for a bit later on. Okay, continue as planned then.)
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(It was uh...your turn.)
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*Hannah hit the floor with a 'UGH!', wincing at a pain in her shoulder*
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*Quinn let out a groan of pain as he rolled over onto his back* Ooow....shit.... *He mutters as he sits up* H-hannah? Sh-shit....s-sorry...
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Hannah: *groans and sits up*
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Quinn: A-are you okay? I-I'm sorry....I couldn't really see much of where I was going. *He scrambles a little to help her up, sitting her back in her bed to make sure she's okay*
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*She had a bruise on her shoulder and has a couple smudges of grease and dirt on her arms and clothes from the floor*
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Quinn: *noticing the bruise most of all* Shit.....sorry. *Reaching into his jacket, he takes out a cold compress he had left over from their old medkit* Here....this'll help a little. *Cracking the capsule in the packet, he then gets up onto the bed to get a better look, giving the compress a moment to cool before he carefully presses it to her shoulder, just above the distinctive tattoo* H-how's that?Β
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*Hannah jumped a little at the freezing cold but then relaxed*
Hannah: It's cold as sh*t..........
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Quinn: I know I know....sorry. But it'll help get the swelling down before a worse bruise even begins to show. *He presses around her shoulder, using his other hand to gently rub her shoulder to put her at ease and hopefully counteract some of the cold*
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*She slightly winced but fought to show the reaction*
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Quinn: *knowing that face, he pushes on her shoulder a little more* You know you don't have to put on a brave face all the time, Han.Β
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Hannah: tch.. You seem to do it........ *grunts a little at the now hard pressure on her shoulder*
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Quinn: No.....you saw it yourself tonight, after that boar...thing. I break and bend....just the same as anyone else. And I know it can be necessary to keep face, but you're among friends here. We don't care of you're tough or not. Just that you're with us in the here and now, Han.
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Hannah: *sighs* Yeah..... I guess..... I've been a real sh*thead lately....... Too bad my sis isn't here...... The stupid blast would've killed us both.. But she made sure I'd make it.... Too bad she had to suffer for it......
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Quinn: *Listening on, he eases up the pressure on her shoulder now* .....your sister.....she wasn't back at Freshfield, was she?Β
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*She looked away*
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Hannah? *Quinn tentatively asks, gently touching a finger under her chin to try and turn her to look at him* ....Is she....?
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Hannah: She wanted to stay behind.. Since there were only a few people able to go at a time.. She wanted me to go... She said I'd see her soon.......... Now...... I would've rather stayed..Β
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Quinn: Hannah... *he gently cups her cheek, stroking his thumb against her warm skin as his gaze meets hers in the darkness* ...we gonna go back there...one day. We're going to make that place a place worth living again. And I promise....we'll get your sister out of there ASAP.Β
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*Hannah nodded*
Hannah: Just hope we aren't mutated by then.. Who knows how much time we have 'til the chemicals in the air makes our bodies change.......Β
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Quinn: Well let's make sure we get Freshfield back soon then, ey? *He cracks a smile* And who knows....might be lucky and get a helpful mutation.
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*She shrugged*Β *There was a noise outside*
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Quinn: Hey, we will make- *He hears the noise and he springs to his feet* Stay here. *He grabs his 10mm from on top of his pack, pulling the slide back* Get one of Davis' rifles from the cabinet.....I'll go check what that was. Got it?
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*Hannah nodded* *Outside, there was something caught in the wires and twines of Hannah's traps* *It almost looked like a young foal, yet much of it did not look right* *There were glossy insectoid wings at either side of her spine that made small buzzing as they fluttered rapidly in fear* *Though she had black fur it had mixed withΒ shiny black carapace that seemed to gleam in the light from outside* *HerΒ bright emerald eyes stared up at you*Β
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What in the... *Quinn started as he stared in both wonder and wariness at the strange creature tangled in the wire and rattling the cans. His hand shaking as it holds the pistol, those green eyes making him feel incredibly uneasy as he raises the gun level with the creatures head* I-I'm.....I'm sorry....whatever you are....
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*She made a little squeak like a newborn filly as would to call for her mother as she tried to flee but was too tangled and the wire had wrapped up her small hooves*
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*He grips the pistol so hard that it shakes. But...ultimately, he grunts in frustration as he lets his arm fall at his side* Just.......stay still, okay? *Holstering his gun, he takes his knife out of his boot and kneels before the bizarre creature. Holding its legs firm, he carefully starts to cut the wires, trying to keep her as still as possible. After a grueling ten minutes, he had cut her free, letting her scamper away a short distance in triumph. Quinn can't help but look on with a bit of a smile as he watches the innocent little thing*
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*She returned to nuzzle him affectionately*
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*He can't help but laugh a little from the affection* O-okay okay! Easy girl! You're welcome. *He gently pushes her off of him and gives her a bit of a pet* Ya know.....in todays world, you're not the worst looking thing. Almost....kinda cute really.
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