Aldo O'Malley

Aldo took the map in his hand looking it over, turning it around, and upside down. I don't really know what any of this means, but I don't wanna look anymore stupid than I already do he merely nodded as he handed the map back to the leader.

Suddenly his ears perked up when he heard whispering behind him. It was Corporal Barry Scott, the Infantryman, who was looking into the trees. He noticed that he was looking at a monkey. What's so special, it's just another monkey? Aldo wondered, but then noticed how peculiar the monkey looked. I got a silenced pistol.. I could shoot it.. he grinned.

Jackie looked at the monkey running around in the trees. There was smoke in the distance and from where he was standing it looked like a crashed ariel vehicle. Wondering what the commies had got their dirty hands on know he pulled out his pistol. Back home, he was known as the fastest shooter/drawist in most of America. Jackie didn't trust much of anyone in Vietnam, trust could get you killed and thats something Jackie had seen up close back home. His brother trusted some shady fella and was mugged and killed in New Vegas.

Its funny how Jackie had more intel, documents and other stuff of that sorts and the leader didn't even know. Jackie had gotten his hands on enemy documents too that he would find flying around in wind.

For Example-

Ji Wu Hong-Deceased Soldier

" I am writing today before I am exucuted to say that the bloody commies have turned on me, I have found out that they have a bomb or two in the city Si Ci Yhu"


A man came out of the bushes with his hands up. Jackie stuck his pistol to the temple of the man's head and brought him to the leader. He also told him about the diary he found from the deceased soldier/enclave spy.

OOC: Before I can actually post, I need HomicideHomer to clarify what he's talking about. Do we have our first commie, or was that all apart of some flashback or something?

We have our first Commie buddy!

OOC: PLEASE CHECK THE FIRST PAGE. I HAVE UPDATED THE ORIGINAL POST WITH NEW ENEMIES AND DANGERS, IN ADDITION TO CLASS SPECS.

Oliver Reeves

"Sir, halt the patrol, you might want to take a look at this."

"Christ, these people can't do [censored] for themselves." Oliver murmured under his breath. THey hadn't been walking for more than two minutes and he'd been summoned for some trivial duty or another. Either way though, Reeves was glad no one had been shot yet. As soon as he turned he noticed what Aldo was nodding towards. High up in the trees, and barely recognizable due to its mangled dirty green fur, was a monkey. From what Oliver knew from both his knowledge or animals in addition to his dossiers, it was probably a capuchin. Oliver had been given a special briefing back when he was drafted, in addition to some top secret dossiers entailing everything he'd ned to know about Vietnam, including classified info from the last time America had been there. No one actually knew what was in the dossiers, although most thought they did.

"What is it corporal, you want me to play I spy with the wildlife? I would just tell you to shoot it, but we don't know what that has, or who that's with. For all we know it might belong to some commies."

Just then he heard a muffled cry, and from the back of the squad came one of the Infantry privates. In front of his outstretched arm was a pistol, which rested on the back of some commies head. He was dressed in military uniform, or at least whatever they called uniform in post-apocalyptia. His shirt was shredded and the faint insignia of a red tiger with white eyes interlaced with a Chinese symbol could be made out. As far as pants, he had on fatigues with boots tucked in and the same symbol in his left thigh, the same side. Altogether, he seemed quite dirty and worn, and Oliver could spot red blotches all over the man.

"Squad halt!" He raised his outstretched hand so those in the back could see it and follow suit.

"Jackie, I hope you read up on your operation manual, because your translating."

Oliver looked directly at the commie, who was calm faced, despite his jittery movements. Up in the trees above, his monkey screeched, but remained grounded, sensing danger.

"Jackie, ask him what he's doing here, and what we can call him while he's still alive."

Aldo O'Malley

Aldo heard a noise come from behind and immediately swung his Infiltrator around. Jesus Christ, my first commie Aldo snickered silently, aiming his gun straight at the native, who was already under gunpoint by one of the other soldiers.

Il be damned if we kill 'em right away, we can get some information out of him Aldo thought, adjusting his grip on the Infiltrator, pointed straight at the man's head. Aldo couldn't judge his expression to well, as he was relatively expressionless, the man was quivering though, which showed fear. Aldo deduced that the man must be alone, as a team member would be more confident. Then again, Aldo knew little of other cultures and had not seen many foreigners in his lifetime, perhaps it was simply their way.

The leader ordered one of the Infantryman to translate for the commie, and Aldo cocked his head, listening intently for a response. By God, If this commie makes one false move, he's going down. Aldo determined. Although Aldo was a relatively dull-witted soldier, he was loyal and dutiful, willing to do whatever it took to get the job done.

Jun Liang

Jun gave a quick glance at the newcomer before turning his eyes back to the surrounding foliage. He scanned the tip of his rifle across the trees. Three soldiers could handle one ragged quivering man. Jun was more concerned about who or what came with him.

It was strange that there would be a lone communist soldier all the way out here in the jungle. Why did he just walk out towards them? What was his objective out here? Why was he alone? Whose blood was that on his uniform? Jun wanted to be prepared for any dangers this situation could present. The last thing he wanted was to be caught in a sudden ambush.

The monkey’s screeching above echoed throughout the canopy. Jun tried to listen for any other noises within the jungle but heard only an eerie silence instead. Not even the thousands of tiny insects which inhabited the underfoot made a sound. Something seemed off.

With his rifle at shoulder level, Jun made a hand signal towards a nearby squad mate motioning towards the surrounding jungle. The least they could do was to patrol and secure the perimeter while the others dealt with the prisoner. Keeping his weapon raised, Jun cautiously stepped forward. A few moments later he disappeared into the jungle.

Oliver saw two figures escaping into the greenery, but decided not to stop them.

We'll see who's top dog out here. I'll let them do their jobs, although I'd preferred it he confirmed his decision to move out., Oliver contemplated silently.

Oliver then turned back to the commie again, who was still shivering despite his nonchalant expressions. As Oliver let his eyes scan the wilderness around him, he noticed that the monkey fled the branch where he once was, retreating deeper into the trees. Oliver's eyes followed the monkey until he could no longer spot it.

"Does anybody here know Vietnamese. If so lease report top-side and ask this man what he's doing here."

OOC: Waiting for someone to translate so I can progress this story where I want it.

"Does anybody here know Vietnamese. If so lease report top-side and ask this man what he's doing here." Barry heard the officer call

Topside? we're out in the frigging jungle

Barry made his way over to the officer and noticed Aldo was putting a little to much pressure for his liking on the trigger of his Infiltrator. "Ease up there solider we don't want him dead before we got the info." Barry spoke calmly because he could see Aldo was twitching and anything to harsh might have caused him to squeeze that trigger.

He saw the Vietnamese soldier was grubby and scrawny Could be a forward scout or someone that got lost from his patrol? Dean looked at the Man quizically then spoke up "Sir i'm topside" Barry said this with a snicker "and i'll give it a go at translating"

Barry squatted down next to the man and said in broken Vietnamese "OKay i'd suggest you co-operate with us or you see that guy over there" he pointed towards Aldo "he's going to blow your head clean off."

A look of absolute fear came from the man, Barry knew he was going to be easier to break now although the Vietnamese had always been fanatics so he didn't expect to much, "what are you doing here and do you have anyothers with you?"

The Vietnamese soldier quickly snapped his head up "Private Ngyuen Lhut, serial number 5559876, Buddhist, sir"

"Now Lhut that's not the answer I was looking for so i'm going to ask you nicely one more time, what are you doing here and do you have anyothers with you?"

"Private Ngyuen Lhut, serial number 5559876, Buddhist, sir"

Barry knew what he was doing and had to think on his feet, he drew his pistol and held it to the soldiers crotch "Okay i said i'd only ask nicely once more, Now what are you doing here and do you have anyothers with you" Barry asked with force.

Nhut broke down, the realisation that he would die is a very could persuasive tool, he began to rattle off locations and what he was doing. Barry turned his back on him and went to the Officer.

"Sir, he says that 10 clicks to the north of here, there is an old outpost that is being reinforced with troops, he says we have a fair walk to the nearest town how far he said I couldn't make out and he says that he was here with four others, they weren't expecting to find armed soldiers but he was stupid to stay here while the others fled. So it's your call sir chase after those that fled or assualt the outpost or just leave it carry on with what you're doing."

Aldo O'Malley

"Ease up there solider we don't want him dead before we got the info." Corporal Barry Scott said.

Aldo merely gritted his teeth and nodded. Come on, make a move, I dare you. Aldo challenged the man, in his mind. It would be common knowledge that having a trigger-happy hillbilly around during such situations wasn't a good idea. Aldo was used to shooting anything that moved back in the day. His accuracy rate was pathetic, but he used to mow down everything in his sight. It was quiet surprising Aldo even decided to join Recon rather than Infantry.

Recon is where the real stuff is at Aldo always thought to himself. They're the ones who risk their neck to save the day. I want to be one of them. Shooting is easy, knowing where to shoot is the challenge. he would often justify to himself.

The communist soldier whimpered out some gibberish that made no sense to Aldo, after the Corporal began interrogating him. He kept repeating it several times, however, that much Aldo could gather.

Finally, Aldo could see that the enemy soldier broke, and spilled the beans over to his fellow soldier. The Corporal moved over to the the squad leader to tell him the communists story, and how there was an outpost not too far away.

If I had a say in it, I would say screw the others, and head for the outpost. We might get more recent intel from there. Aldo contemplated, turning towards their leader and awaiting his response.

Karina: With Jun

Jun made the motion and Karina followed. The commie had surprised her, but there wouldn't just be one, there was more than enough men to take care of him. Jun obviously noted this, Karina thought about telling the commander but she decided to give him a hand motion to indicate what was going on. She didn't know if he saw or not, but she didn't care, she disappeared into the jungle.

It was know that she was glad that she didn't have the heavy infantry armor, the jungle was hard getting through as it was. She made sure to keep within viewing distance of Jun as they slowly advanced through the jungle. She had to keep watch of the ground, sky and everything else around her. Snipers in trees, landmines in the mud, commies behind the next fern...Had to be careful.

As they advanced, she saw something laying in the ground. A landmine, the top of it glowed orange, ready for action. It was hastily thrown on the ground not bothered in being covered, she knew they must be getting close to somebody. She took a knife and in a quick motion slipped the blade underneath the detonator and popped it off, rendering it harmless.

She motioned to Jun, to show her find. Pocketing the landmine in case of later use, they continued on their way. As they made through the vegetation, they began to hear voices. They moved slower, more cautiously. As they pushed through the voices got louder, they were able to see them, no less than thirty feet away. Four men, out of breath, two were laying against a tree while two were suppose to be keeping watch. They talked in hurried, hushed tones. By their excitement she guessed that had been with the commie they had captured.

She backed away slowly, until she disappeared from their view. She motioned to Jun, she talked in the voice of a master whisperer, keeping it low and clear.

"Take them out now, or go inform Oliver?"

She believed the right thing to do was tell Oliver, but that wasn't the best option. The best thing to do was take them out now, they might have seen them and if they go inform Oliver the men would likely move out in that time. They could ambush them and easily take them out and then go report to Oliver, but she wanted to hear what Jun said about the matter.

OOC: Hope it's okay, what I did there. And Horizon, if you do take a plan of action, you have permission to control my character. It would be pretty annoying to wait for each others post before making a move.

OOC: I am thoroughly impressed with what you guys have done. I have gotten two interesting and compelling conflicts and a hard decision.

Oliver noticed as the trooper approached Aldo and spoke. Although Oliver did hear the direct, brittle demand, he didn't object. At least not yet. Once one pulled a gun on another, then he would intervene. Besides that he allowed the rivalry to ensue. He could feel the tension between the two as Aldo gritted his teeth and loosened his pressure. Then the infantryman approached the communist, asking him questions. After a second try, he pulled his own laser pistol and placed it at the man's crotch.

A little rash, but acceptable. Not how I would have behaved however, Oliver made a mental note to himself. Nonetheless though, the infantry man approached the him with good news. From his dialect Oliver deduced the man as Barry, one of the more blue-belly squad members.

"Sir, he says that 10 clicks to the north of here, there is an old outpost that is being reinforced with troops, he says we have a fair walk to the nearest town how far he said I couldn't make out and he says that he was here with four others, they weren't expecting to find armed soldiers but he was stupid to stay here while the others fled. So it's your call sir chase after those that fled or assualt the outpost or just leave it carry on with what you're doing."

Oliver was faced with a decision, and a pretty tough one at the start of a mission.

Out of the insulated vault and into the jungle. I do remember Jun going off west with the girl as well, the same direction the man came from. And the same direction the tamed monkey ran off to.

Oliver wasn't the kind of man to stray from the main path, or objective in this matter (which was north). He did figure that he should go back and summon Jun and Karina, who probably found the remaining four runners if they were worth their salt. Oliver just had one more question to ask before he made his final decision to move out west in pursuit of his members and the four commies.

"Private Barry, ask him if that was his monkey. The rest of you, begin to move out west, we might have our first gun fight!"

Oliver wasn;t one to stray from the path, but then again he wasn't one to spare lives.

Jun Liang; out in the Jungle

Jun peered from behind a tree trunk and sized the four enemy soldiers up quickly. Judging by their ragged uniforms and faces caked in dirt and sweat, they were heavily fatigued. It was possible they had been out here in the jungle for days without fresh water or food. The fallout radiation from China might’ve also hit the local populace harder than was previously anticipated. Still, they were armed with standard issued assault rifles; AK-47s used by the People’s Republic of China, and were remaining vigilant. Curiously enough though, they were covered in splotches of blood like the one from before.

There was something else, not with the soldiers ahead, but past them. Something had moved in the underbrush on the other side of them. It was subtle and silent, Jun could only spot some sort shifting in the brush before it was gone. It could’ve been a trick of the eye. It was possible his vision had not quite adjusted to the sunlight yet. Or it could’ve been some sort of rodent. Jun pushed back any distractions and focused back on the soldiers; they were the primary concern here.

They were out of breath because they had been running, and they had left a man behind. They were in a hurry. If they had seen the squad and were going to report it or find reinforcements; the element of surprise would be lost. This early on in the mission there had to be no witnesses. Oliver would want to know, but there was not enough time. Jun looked over to Karina who had whispered asking his judgment on the situation. He nudged his head towards the soldiers and made a swift cutting motion with his hand.

The two checked to make sure their silencers were secured and then quietly crept apart to positions with a clear firing line. Jun aimed his rifle carefully towards one of the soldiers on watch. It had been several years since he had last killed someone, it was time to begin again.

Suddenly his target became alert and raised his assault rifle around. His previously dull tired eyes now were open wide with awareness. Jun thought that he and Karina had been spotted. But an instant later a hulking creature leapt from the growth and tackled the soldier from the side. He let out a shout as he fell, firing his rifle wildly into the air. The cracks of gunfire filled the jungle as the other soldiers stood in a state of panic.

The creature, from what Jun could see under layers of mud, was some sort of predatory cat. It was enormous in its own right and mercilessly ripped its claws into its helpless prey. Blood and flesh were thrashed into the air in a brutally horrifying manner. The other soldier on watch raised his weapon and fired at the creature, shouting curse words loudly in his native tongue. The remaining two however had stood up and began to sprint off into the forest in a panic. Jun and Karina could not allow them to get away.

Jun redirected his rifle and quickly shot a burst of gunfire into one of the runner’s backs. The communist soldier fell, flailing his arms, face first to the ground. The other one however was too quick and managed to escape into the wild.

“Karina! Go after that one!” Jun glared and aimed his weapon towards the savage scene unfolding in front of him and fired once again.

OOC: Weird, When I was thinking of the scenario to type last post, a tiger was the first thing to come to mind.

Karina: Jungle and Jun.

"Karina! Go after that one!"

She didn't need to be told twice, in fact she was already running before he said anything. The tiger was something fearsome, if it was just her and Jun, she might have been frightened, but with the commies as fodder, she believed Jun could handle it. The man that had escaped was sprinting through the forest, there was no time to aim a shot.

She sprinted after him, the vegetation clawing at her face. She was in better condition, even after five years in the vault, and he was tired already. The distance closed, she tackled him to the ground, he lay stunned. For a quick second she thought about sparing him for questioning, but they already had a solider. She slit his neck, leaving him to choke and bleed on the ground.

As she looked back, just as the vegetation began to block the bodies view, a huge figure crawled over it. The tiger was scary, but this was horrifying, it was some kind of giant, mutant insect. It had hundreds of legs and larger than a man, it was quick too. In the glimpse she had gotten, it was already dragging the body into the jungle.

She shook her head, trying to grasp what she saw. She returned to the area, where Jun was. A dead tiger and three commies next to him,

"Nice. Why don't you skin and keep as a trophy," she joked.

She wiped some sweat from her brow, running through a jungle at breakneck speeds was something she hadn't done in a while.

"This is place is [censored] up. Let's head back to Oliver, I'm thinking commies aren't the worst danger."

OOC: Slight CC I did there Horizon, saying you killed the Tiger. It's small, but some people don't like that.

OOC: No problem, it’s good to keep the pace moving.

Jun Liang; out in the Jungle

“Agreed.” Jun said curtly as he loaded a fresh clip into his rifle. He inspected it momentarily before holstering it over his shoulder. He observed the mixture of mud and corpses at his feet. He had dragged the soldiers’ bodies together and searched them for supplies though found little of use. The one who had tried to flee and was shot in the back was very young, barely nineteen judging by his face. Jun turned away and took another look around before leaning over and pulling his combat knife out of the tiger’s neck. As he removed it another fresh squirt of blood shot from the body’s wound and splattered the ground.

“I guess this is the effect of nuclear fallout.” He muttered nodding towards the dead monstrosity sprawled on the ground. Now that it was still, one could see the many disfigurements and sickly flesh that appeared to pulsate at random intervals. Its claws were hooked and jagged while its fangs were uneven and soaked with blood. The tiger’s eyes which stared lifelessly into the jungle were a putrid yellow color and its pupils were widely dilated. The war had not treated it well.

“I wonder what else is out here…” Jun began to walk in the direction from where they came. “…I’m assuming you got the runner?”

OOC: Cool.

Karina: With Jun

"I guess this the effect of nuclear fallout," Jun said.

Karina nodded in agreement. Doesn't matter if the bombs didn't fall here, it still [censored] up the world. This "tiger" was just on example, the freakish insect was another, more terrifying example. The mud stuck to her boots, previously polished, but now her whole body was covered in dirt. She shrugged, it was jungle and it would probably help with camouflage, though being clean was nice too.

“I wonder what else is out here…” Jun began to walk in the direction from where they came. “…I’m assuming you got the runner?”

She continue to walk next to him, and nodded.

"Yeah, didn't make that far. Probably tired from what he had already done."

The giant insect flashed through her mind. She stopped walking, so did Jun a puzzled expression. She was trying to find the words to describe what she saw.

"Listen, as long as you promise not to laugh or tell anyone this," she breathed in.

He looked at her for a moment then nodded,

"When, I killed that man, something...Something took his body. It was like a giant insect."

She stumbled for the words to described what she saw growing frustrated

"It was huge, I mean [censored] taller than some of these trees. And if it had seen, I know it would've killed me...It...It was. Look this jungle is [censored] up, alright? There's a lot more out than there tigers and commies and if were not careful, we'll be ripped to shreds."

She stared at him, trying to get him to sense that this was serious, that she wasn't joking. A rustling in the bushes, she heard Oliver's voice, the rest of the squad were looking for them or just heading the same direction. She turned back to Jun,

"You promised not to tell. Remember that."

OOC: A little more that time. Remember, if I go beyond my boundaries, just tell me. Had to stretch that so it wasn't a little tiny piece.

"Private Barry, ask him if that was his monkey. The rest of you, begin to move out west, we might have our first gun fight!"

Private? Barry didn't bother correcting him and just asked the question

"Lhut was that your monkey?"

"Yes sir that was the monkey the patrol used to scout ahead of us"

Barry turned to Oliver "Sir it's his patrols monkey"

Aldo O'Malley

Aldo was getting rather restless after so much talk. Who gives a damn about all this crap? Let's just keep going to our destination! Aldo thought, scrunching his face, and turning to survey the group, he then noticed how two members were missing.

"For [censored] sake" Aldo swore under his breath, slapping his forehead. Now we're gonna have to go and get those two wannabe-heroes. contemplated bitterly. Tapping his foot in agitation, he turned back to the squad leader.

"Orders, Sir?" he asked, in his thick southern accent.

Oliver Reeves

"Sir it's his patrols' monkey." Said Barry.

"Thank you trooper. I ask that you detain this man until we find Jun and Karina." Oliver replied. That was all the confirmation he needed. He knew now the asian man was one of five who came out in seek of refuge, but only was met by him and his quad. Not the kind of refuge anyone on this country would want. Now all he had to do was find the other two. Even though they could probably handle four misshapen exhausted patrolmen there were more danger than humans out in the jungle.

"Orders, Sir?" Said Aldo in his unmistakeable accent.

"We're moving west-northwest for Jun and Karina. They likely found something by now." Oliver said without ever breaking pace to look back. The density of the vegetation made it almost impossible to see further than a short distance.

Oliver tried to track his teammates through the shrubbery, no fully aware of what was upon them. An enemy squadron, escaped outpost patrol members, who likely fled out of good sense. Eventually, and to his dismay, he heard gunshots faint and far away. He knew they were coming from in front of him though, and let his gun lead the way.

"C'mon troop, ammo up!" He said, running now full speed in the direction of the shots. Then he heard something even more gut-wrenching, a roar. This froze Reeves in his tracks, and almost caused him to collide with the man behind him, which would have caused a chain effect of toppling bodies. Soon, he was greeted by another body, this one flying towards their direction. He could barely asses the wounds on the moving man, but did note the line of intestines that was unwinding from his torso area. It was enough to make any grown man vomit, but he kept his mouth shut so as not to sully his armor, and so at not to seem weak in front of his disciplines. Soon, though, the commotion stopped and from the greenery emerged Jun and Karina, both now slightly dirtier than before. Behind the two figures he could barely make out the grotesque silhouette of what seemed to be a tiger, except it was too bedraggled and timeworn to actually mirror that of the origional.

War affects more than just humans, it affects everything.

"I . . .good job." Oliver wan't really sure what he should say. After all, he was probably younger than them and for someone of his wisdom he felt out of place to commend them for taking the initiative, which he didn't think he would have done.

"Okay, we have to make camp by nightfall, and its approximately 1400 hours as of now, so hopefully we can make it to that outpost and use it as our base for the night. As for the commie...he's no longer of use."

Then he raised his pistol to the commies head region, which was being withheld by a soldier, and fired two bullets, incapacitating the survivor. As he fell to the ground, Oliver registered the life he had just taken without remorse or mercy.

Welcome to Vietnam, he thought bitterly.

Aldo O'Malley

"We're moving west-northwest for Jun and Karina. They likely found something by now." the squad leader responded to Aldos inquiry.

Aldo merely sighed heavily, and began moving behind the sergeant as he led the way. Knowing that the leader was a Recon member himself, he would be able to handle the tracking, so Aldo began surveying the area to their sides, soaking in the sights and sounds of the dense jungle, albeit remaining sharp, and alert. Suddenly, Aldo's ears perked up.

Gunfire he thought. It's coming from up ahead.

Aldo opened his mouth to inform the leader but he apparently heard the same, as he yelled out an order;

"C'mon troop, ammo up!" he barked, dashing into the distance with great speed. Damn, sarge is runnin' faster than a bullet! he noticed, and picked up his own speed, almost matching that of the young squad leader.

After a short burst, Sgt. Reeves halted abruptly, almost making Aldo crash into him, but nearly avoiding collision. Aldo adjusting his helmet upon arrival, and looked up, noticing a flying body of some sort. He couldn't see it clearly through the density of the jungle. A short way ahead was the body of what seemed like a bear.

Is that a.. no wait! It's a tiger! Aldo realized, gasping. Is it dead? he wondered from a distance. He was completely occupied by the sight of this beast. So occupied in-fact that he barely heard of any words being exchanged behind him, he was utterly engaged by the sight. Risin' up, back on the street, did my time, took my chances... Aldo sang in his head..

That's when Aldos snapped out of his little concert by a single gunshot. Twirling around with his Infiltrator trained on the source of the noise he noticed it was the Staff Sergeant, who had just dispatched their prisoner. Aldo walked over to the dead body. "I wanted to kill the commie" he complained, more to himself than to anyone else, and crouched down, searching his body for supplies.

Oliver Reeves

"Alright crew, we have recovered Karina and Jun, and we are now heading North in pursuit of our main objective. No doubt we will encounter more enemies throughout our journey. In addition, if we come across an outpost on the way, we will attack it." As an after thought he added. "The more the merrier. Move out!"

Aldo O'Malley

Crouching down, Aldo began checking the pockets of the deceased communist soldier as the Staff Sergeant began speaking once more, but paying no attention, as was his habit.

Hope this commie's got something good. he thought, grabbing something in one of the pockets and pulling it out to examine it. He pulled an object up to his eye level to see what it was.

"Hmm, a comb, useful" Aldo mumbled, thrusting it into one of the storage compartments of his armor, before continuing his search. Shuffling through the mans pockets he also found a crumpled piece of paper which looked like a map marked with various locations, but written in foreign language.

It's probably Vietnamese he deduced, and stood up straight to call out; Wait up, sir! Any translators here? I gots me a map with some gibberish written on it!"

Aldo took a few steps forward, waiting for an Infantryman to take the map and check what it said.

OOC: I am indeed back on these forums, and intend on reviving this thread as well as many others. I will also begin to work on my Wes story, and after that's done I'll be working on my Wastelander Named Marcus Part 2 story. As far as this goes, after I check on New Manhattan I'll be editing this post. I hope to be reading from all of you guys in the next week or so.

Anyone who is still interested in this? I realized it never did close. If I don't get a reply by next week, I'll have it closed.

New people who might be interested let me know and we'll see what we can do.

Wow, what a revival. Damn, are you like a doctor, if not, you should try.

Yea, what the hell, ill join.