[JaNnatul Naimah]

Welcome to the third thread of what is one of the longest running RPs in this section! I just want to thank all the members of this RP for making this happen.


First Tread:
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1118420-new-manhattan-rp/
Second Thread:
http://http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1121538-new-manhattan-rp-thread-2/


(Version 3.3) EDIT: Added new characters, changed several locations.
List of Characters
1 Alexman142- Alexander Scalatti (Me)
2. Antiv3- Evander Johnson
3. Holy Assasin- Frank Vercelotti
4. billybob721- Dean Kant
5. Homicidehomer- Marcus Brown
6. darkzerker- William Snowe
7. adamofmorrowind- Theo Rider
8. Tranquil- Vincent Luke
9. The Enclave- Alan James Sutler
10. Ramendia- Lyn Grave
11. Ewoklord- Steve P Jenkins (New)
12. Chriso123- Jack Adams (New.)

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[Chris Duncan]

Rules:

1. Keep Things Civil: I have seen many threads locked because of uncivility. Keep things clean and don't insult other people.

2. Post Length: I don't really care about the length of a post, but make it longer than just a sentence ok?

3. How Much You Should Post: If you are a main character or want to be one, post at least twice a day (this is not a binding rule.) If you are a side character, post at least once every two days or so. All I really want you to do is to make sure you are on top of whats going on. This RP is quick, and just missing a day can mean that you missed some key plot points.

4. NO UBERING: This is major. Don't play a god character. If you get shot in the arm, don't just pop a stimpack. My health rules are modeled after hard-core mode.

5. Don't Do A Major Plot Change Without Other's Approval: Don't nuke a town to the ground unless you have approval.


Locations:

EMPIRE WASTELAND:

New Manhattan: a walled town located on what was Central Park. The town is a thriving town with about 1500 people within its walls. The town is heavily sought after by several groups and is in the middle of a huge power struggle. Where will you fit in?

New York City is dark and depressing. Manhattan was full of tall buildings and still is. Sunlight rarely penetrates unto the streets below. Mutants are everywhere. The only safe place in Manhattan is the city of New Manhattan.

The city itself: (The year is 2283). The mayor is dead and the mayorship is being contested.

Central Square: The area where people come to talk about the day. Many shops and bars are located here.

North Wall: The area at the North of Town. It is heavily guarded as mutants attempt to break down the walls every day. Beyond the walls is darkness and death. Mostly a resedential area.

Evergreen: The area of town where casinos and bars are. The mafia hangs out here. The casinos are: CAPone (run by me) Yellowlight Poker and Snacks, and RADIATION.

Reuters: The main industrial area. This is where all the manufacturing happens.

Reuters Way: The only road in and out of town. It is heavily walled and leads to the Brookyln Bridge. A small port is located where the bridge once stood.

The Empire Wasteland:


Liberty Lost: A slaver camp located where the Statue of Liberty is. This is a HUGE slaver operation. The slavers are led by Fred Gandoe. They want control of New Manhattan.

New Rabition (Rabithead.): A Lake Federation city. The Lake Federation launches raids on New Manhattan from here.

Autumn's Leaves: A SMALL enclave camp. About 50 soldiers who survived are stationed here. A friend of Augustus Autumn leads this small group. They do not belive in mutant extermination and are hiring anybody in their ranks.

Ghoul High: A small ghoul town located on the ruins of Queens High School in Queens. Home to about 126 Ghouls. They make their money by scauaging and trade. They are seeking to be controlled by New Manhattan.

Vault 109: A deserted vault. Home to many wasteland critters. Said to contain a huge supply of fresh water and food. Some even claim a GECK is located there.

Vault 110: A vault that is still inhabited. The experiment was never enacted due to complications. Home to about 1200 People. Raiders want to attack and take it over.

Popgoestheweasel: A raider camp. Almost everyone wants it destroyed. The raiders launch attacks on almost every settlement. Located North of Manhattan.

Radioville: A medium sized town located in a walled compund in South Manhattan. A pre-war radio tower is located here. This town is where "Empire Radio is broadcasted from. The mayor is Renald Paulson. who is also the DJ for the radio station.

Charlie and Sons Chemicals: Where the mutants from DC make their base. They are looking for the FEV virus. Located in Union City.

Camp Android: A huge camp led by the insitute. They want control of New Manhattan.

BEYOND THE EMPIRE WASTELAND:

The Lake Federation: A large federation of towns that makes it money by fishing and by water caravans. They are located in Michigan and parts of Canada.

Laketon: The capital of the Lake Federation, located on the ruins of Lansing Michigan.

Ronto: A former raider/slaver fortress that was captured by Lake Federation Soldiers.

General Motors Factory: Where the Tesla Lamp is located.

[Sammygirl500]

Alexander Scalatti

"Honey?" Alex opened his eyes and saw a head above him. Alex jumped in fright and sat down.
"Calm down, its me Ann."
"Dont do that, it scares me."

Alex groggily stood up and entered the shower. He came out clean, dressed, and shaven. He opened up the penthouse door and left his condo tower. The square looks good as new.

It was two weeks after he and his squad bombed and sabotaged half the city, and it was repairing. For about a week, chaos was everywhere. Looting was rampant and the GP could hardly keep control. Fires spread unchecked and gangs roamed the streets at will. Alex didn't even leave his penthouse during that week. Trade went to a standstill and raids incresed 600%. Mutants climbed into Reuters and had to be cleared out by mercs.

The GP began to regain control and by this week, the chaos was all but gone. At least they can do something right. Alex walked over into his squad's casino to check it out. When he entered, his worst dreams came true. The entire casino was trashed and looted. "Oh [censored]."

Alex unlocked his office. It was not looted which was good. He plopped into his office chair and began sending out emails like crazy, trying to find out if his friends were alive or not.

[Claire Vaux]

OOC: So it's the two week fast forward? I have my own way of telling a two week fast forward.

William&Sonia

Holotape Entry 001(William)
After the subsequent attacks on the Central Plaza and sabotages all across New Manhattan, I'd think that there would be chaos. And there is. About a week of chaos reigned before my Securitrons were up to fighting condition. All looters were shot, crucified, or used as experiments. Some escaped. The city's finally getting back to normal.
Holotape Entry 002(William)
I wonder how all of my associates are doing. During the lootings, my generals and secretaries FORCED me to stay underground while the Securitrons started to mop up. Don Francis, unharmed. I haven't talked to him in two weeks after my meeting with him in the office however. Alex Scalatti and his wife were under protection for the time being. And Evander, who knows what happened to him. Rumors that a missile barrage tried to kill him but failed.
Holotape Entry 003(Sonia)
Um...is this thing on? Okay! Let's see...the Gauss Project is now the enigmatic Shadow Government of sorts with my William as the "king." And I guess I'm getting used to being the "queen."
Holotape Entry 004(William)
The rocket sites are complete. Both the First Legion and Second Legion are ready to go. And I proposed to Sonia. Well that's just dandy. A war's brewing but I had to do it. The wedding day's probably not going to come until after the war. Now it's just time to weather out the war.

[Georgine Lee]

OOC: Alex, you should mention in the OP that the mayor is diseased, and the position is up for election. Also, that the location of Rabithead is no more.

BIC:

Events from the perspective of the Mafia: Two weeks had passed since him and Director William Snowe had last met. In these two weeks, he had been trained on leading a small army known as "The Second Legion". A backup group for the Gauss Project. In this time, Frank had been so busy that he had not had even the time to shave, and had thus grown a small beard, aside from that, he seemed much more tired than usual. Despite his haggard looks, he still maintained a rugged charm.

The city however had gone to hell and back. His men struggled to keep things in order. It was hard for organized crime to excel when unorganized crime was so abundant. Nearly all extortion business's had been shutdown, and all brothels, bars, and drug warehouses, either destroyed or completely looted. Income was at an all-time low for the Mafia.


Don Frank Vercelotti

The Don rose from his plush bed with silk sheets and stretched. Ugh, and Im still tired. he thought to himself. These past two weeks had been incredibly rough on him, and he had only managed to get a maximum of six hours of sleep a night. On some nights, no sleep at all. He was knee-deep in preparations for the inevitable war, and the maintenance of the entire Mafia.

Frank began to understand why the old Don would have wanted to kill himself. At his age, dealing with such situations would be far too much pressure.

"Bring up my breakfast" Frank buzzed to the maid irritably. He stroked his beard before heading to take a shower. He thought of all the events that passed, and thinking back, he could hardly believe them. What a ride it's been. He thought. What seemed like a standard assassination took me all the way down to Rabithead, after interrogating a seemingly harmless man. Once there, the place was blown halfway to hell, and the target was still alive. By now, there was a casino owner and a shopkeeper after him, along with some sort of hunter. Then came this Gauss Project, and their director. They offered me a form of salvation which I took. Later on, a battle broke out, the Don killed himself, and he named me the new Don! The Gauss Project took over New Manhattan, and I went to kill the mayor. Now, this great big war we have on our hands now. Jesus, what could possibly happen next? Frank reminisced while taking a shower.

OOC: That served as a short recap of what happened in the last two threads..

[Taylor Thompson]

Evander Jamison

Evander was never so thankful his store was outside the Central Square. The place was toast. He clothed himself in some pre-war shirt and pants with an old duster, but not before strapping himself with a gun. New Manhattan wasn't as safe as it used to be, now that the Mayor had been shot, and GP had risen from their underground anonymity in coalition with the Mafia. Speaking of which, the Don had been killed, which leaves Evander to wonder who took his place. Evander thought whimsically about that mafia guy who tried to kill him being Don.

He didn't have enough experience, he couldn't even execute his last mission . . . no thanks to me. He still has a lot of growing to do before they place him in control of a major organization.

His thoughts were stopped by his friend Gorge, who was walking the streets among the rest of the citizens.

"Hey, Evander. I know you've heard they'te trying to get some new GP [censored] to run for Mayor. Ain't that some [censored]?"

"Yeah, I know. Someone like us should be placed in charge, not some new mysterious legion."

That got Evander thinking. He should talk to his daughter, he knew she loved politics. And he wasn't one for those kinds of things anyway. He had an agenda after all . . .

OOC: I hope you guys like what I did there. Although I'd love to be a major character in the RP, and in the city, I think it might interfere with what I want to do in the long run. I'm still weighing out the pros and cons, you guys have any ideas for me don't hold back.

[Penny Flame]

OOC: The mayor competition would be fun to RP. It could get ugly as assassins try to take each other down. That would be cool.

[Dj Matty P]

OOC: This will be quite cool. So the "third arc" of this story would be revolving around the GP/Mafia counter attack after the battle and election wars within the borders.

[Brandi Norton]

OOC: Hope this makes sense. Couldn't think of much.

Vincent Luke

Vincent Luke was weary, down to the marrow in his bones. He had been traveling up the Eastern seaboard for nearly two months, stopping only to buy and sell with the scavengers and traders that dared inhabit this wasteland now known as the United States of America and to make camp. The skyline of New York and Manhattan had been upon the horizon for days and he deftly made his way towards it, dodging the bandits, animals, and mutants while continuing his course.

---

Vincent sat down at the bar, the city he was in seemed to be holding it's breath.

"Shot of whiskey."

The bartender looked Vincent over. Vincent looked back at the bartender then around the room.

"Shot of whiskey."

More silence.

"Damn it! My money's good."

[MISS KEEP UR]

OOC: Good post, but are you in New Manhattan?

[JUan Martinez]

OOC: Good post, but are you in New Manhattan?

OOC: Central Square: The area where people come to talk about the day. Many shops and bars are located here.

Figured that's where I'd start, that considered NM?

[Kelly James]

OOC: Yep, Central Square is NM.

[kennedy]

OOC: I am wating for others to post.

[Tyrone Haywood]

OOC: So am I. It's Zerkers turn.

[Michelle Serenity Boss]

OOC: My e-mail is being a [censored]

William&Sonia

"Sir, check this out!"
William walked across the newly renovated Gauss Project HQ using all the new resources the GP had on its hands after the war and "cleansing." He looked at the new radar system to see a mass of red dots coming in from the west of New Manhattan. "Who are those guys?"
"Uh...signatures don't match anything we've seen. Seems like the Lake Federation."

"Ah...so the counter attack is beginning. Send in a Securitron Ambassador."
A single Securitron was deployed to go talk to the approaching army near the Lake Federation. William simultaneously called the Don, who had just finished the training sessions. "Don Francis? We've got an army on the move. I've sent a Securitron Ambassador but we'll need to get ready. After all, the Election is starting."

[Catharine Krupinski]

Lake Federation

The army was marching towards New Manhattan at full speed. At least 1000 well armed soldiers were in the army. The general was riding a horse at the front of the collum. Those sons a' [censored]es will get what they deserve!

As the collum neared, the camp was already set with heavy guns already is position. The general jumped off the horse to talk to the camp leader,

"Sir."
"At ease soldier, what is our status?" The general asked.
"The camp is ready and out howitzers are ready to fire at any given moment."
"And our soldiers?"
"Ready to charge and attack at any time."
"Good."

The general entered the tent and noticed several officers talking to a securitron. The offiicers were wearing grey uniforms with Enclave Officer Hats. "Stand aside officers!"

The General moved steadily toward the robot, "What are you doing here?"


Alexander Scalatti

Emails came rushing back. "Good, everyone is alive."

KNOCK KNOCK

"Who is it?"
"Is this Alex Scalatti?"
"Yes?"

The person kicked open the door. He was wearing a detective style trechcoat with a fedora. The shadows covered his face.

"I am with the Lake Federation. You are quite the soldier as I have heard. As you know, elections are coming here soon. Do EVERYTHING in your power to prevent a GP person from becoming mayor. We have spies all over the city."

"So, I need to protect Evander?"
"Yes." The spy said with a slight hiss.

Alex nodded his head. As soon as the spy came, he was gone.

[luke trodden]

Securitron Ambassador

With a monotone voice and the Gauss Project logo flashing on their screen, the Securitron spoke. "This is a real-time message from Gauss Project Director William Snowe. Control turned over to the Director."

A single flash changed and a single sword was shown on the screen with William's voice. "Hello Lake Federation. I was on a merry stroll through my base when I saw a magnificent cluster of red dots in my war room. Tell me...what are you planning to do with that army?"

Gauss Project HQ

"DEFCON ONE! I REPEAT DEFCON ONE!!"

The whole HQ sector was placed on high alert as the new rocket silo managers rushed to arm their rockets. "High explosive warheads armed! MIRV rockets armed! All silos are in place. Prepare for launch."

"Just wait...we got Securitron video feed. The plan here is to kill the General...just wait. Put that video feed on the main monitor! We gotta get this right." The HQ Director turned to his Rocket Silo manager. "The MOMENT the feed goes out, hit the button."

[sarah]

Lake Federation

A single flash changed and a single sword was shown on the screen with William's voice. "Hello Lake Federation. I was on a merry stroll through my base when I saw a magnificent cluster of red dots in my war room. Tell me...what are you planning to do with that army?"

The general took of his cap, wiped his forehead, and put the cap back on his head. "Ha ha, what do you think we are doing? We are here to keep the peace in and around New Manhattan!"

An officer spoke up,
"And, we have howitzers aimed right at your city!"

The General looked right at the officer, took out a gun, and shot the officer in the head.
"You idiot! Die like the moron you are!"

The general turned around and looked right at the scientist,
"Goodbye!"

"Take that body and dispose of it, and by the way, fire EVERY hotitzer we got!"

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"FIRE!!!!!!" About thirty howitzers let loose their guns. The soldiers marched in platoons with battle music playing.

[Nina Mccormick]

William Snowe

The feed was still going strong. "You fire howitzers mere days from my wedding day?! Then die!"

William flipped a switch and the Securitron exploded in a small fiery explosion as if the Securitron had napalm in them. It caught the General and many of the officers on fire. At that point, the video feed cut off. The cue to fire the MIRV rockets.

Gauss Project HQ

The video feed went off line after the fire erupted from the Securitron. "Fire MIRV Rockets double time let's go!"

With a couple button presses, the howitzer shells and MIRV rockets launched from the Rocket Silos zoomed past each other. The howitzers were quite inaccurate but did a lot of damage. The MIRV rockets however were quite strong and met their mark every time.

"Damage report!"
"Uh...not much damage to the main city but considerable damage to our outposts. Outpost Tram's gone dark."

[Peetay]

OOC: I'm not sure who's who Alex. So Lake Federation has 1000 troops coming in to NM? And we have our thousand fighting them back? Also, I think one of them zeroes need to be erased from those numbers, this is post apololyptia, and this ain't D.C. Actually, D.C couldn't have had more than 500 BoS troops themselves, so 1000 might be a tad much.

Evander Jamsion

Evander was power walking his way to central square, int the direction of the Gaptooth Saloon, where Hayley his daughter worked as a waitress. He wondered, although he hated thinking about it, how many tips from too friendly customers she gotten. He also wondered amusingly how many men had walked out that bar with swollen cheeks instead of her personal information. He'd taught her how to fend for herself, and some of it she learned on her own, and that was why he was so proud of her. He found her sitting in a corner table eating squirrel bits and drinking wine from the bottle. He grabbed a spare shot from off the table and poured himself a glass before sitting down.

"I'm thinking about running for mayor." He just spat it out, before he could even hesitate. He was glad she was under the influence of alcohol at that moment."

"And how do you suppose you would maintain your position, or even want to run for mayor in the first place?"

"You're the answer to both my questions. I don't think those GP people should be placed in a position of power. That would be detrimental to our city, and I wouldn't want you to be a hostage to what used to be a save haven."

She gave him a stern look, the kind a mother usually gives to her son, not vice versa.

"Let's take a walk." She said.

[Jonathan Egan]

OOC: The NCR has nearly 10,000 troopers all across California, Oregon, and parts of the Mojave Desert. The Legion also has about 10,000 troopers across Arizona, Colorado, and the Eastern Half of the Mojave. If a medium sized organization with aspects from the NCR, Legion, and Brotherhood has about 400 combat ready troops, 600 ready Securitrons, and the Mafia backing them up, it would equal about 1,000. Lake Federation is MASSIVE, about as big as the Legion so yeah...

[michael danso]

OOC: Wait a second, oh so this is more than just one type or faction, but all banding together for a greater cause? If so I have more of a grasp on the large number. But I do want you to take in to account just how many 1000 is (Imagine 1000 on one city block). Thats all. In the future, send replies to OOC's via PM unless its general or important to the whole RP. I should have done that also, but I just want the thread to be not as clogged.

[Jacob Phillips]

Vincent Luke

The whiskey had been good, it had been awhile since he'd drank. After all, you can't get drunk when you're alone out in the wastes, anything could sneak up on you to keep you in that little dirt nap you thought would only take a few hours. He'd been sitting at the bar trying to make casual conversation but the few people seemed wary of the stranger. So it was with a new demeanor and gait that Vincent rose from the bar and made his way to the restroom.

"I'll be damned if this isn't a friendly town," he muttered to himself upon exiting.

There had been an attractive young woman sitting alone and drinking wine before Vincent had left. Now, there was an older man and the two seemed intimate as well as informed.

"Let's take a walk," he heard the young woman say as he walked by.

Interesting. Vincent decided to follow and waited until they were out the door to begin.

[Charlie Sarson]

Alexander Scalatti

"Oh [censored]!" Several of the howitzer bombs struck just mere yards from the casino exit. People were running for their lives. Alex hid under his desk, hoping that Ann would be ok.

Lake Federation

The main attack battalian marched toward New Manhattan. "HALT!!!" The army halted in its tracks. A sharply dressed officer rode on a horse to the fron of the collum.

"Soldiers of the Lake Federation, our howtizers had inflicted heavy damage upon their defenses! As you can see, the city is in flames." Bombs exploded close to the army, but not close enough to do much damage. The howitzers fired back, even though they lost 15 already. "Don't be afraid of robots and scientists! WE ARE THE LAKE FEDERATION! We conquered the Pitt and Ronto! Nobody can stop us! Now, for our country..CHARGE!!!"

The army let out a loud scream and charged.

[Kim Kay]

OOC: It is canon that NCR is the largest faction in post-apocalyptic USA, so I guess you can't have a number higher than that. But anything under, goes. It may be tweaking the lore slightly, with the addition of a horses, and such advanced tech. that even the Enclave don't have, but I guess everything can fit somehow. GP could be an organization that had tech. since before the war, and managed to stay under the radar.. Don't know about horses though.

BIC:

Don Frank Vercelotti

Frank stood outside his bathroom in his luxurious suite completely naked, and dripping wet when he got a call from the Director of the Gauss Project, William Snowe. He said; "Don Francis? We've got an army on the move. I've sent a Securitron Ambassador but we'll need to get ready. After all, the Election is starting."

"Don't worry about it, I'll get the Second Legion in position. Will send you a message in due time." he responded, disconnecting the call immediately and called a head officer of the Second Legion.

"Welcome to the show, boys. Have you brought your guns?" Frank asked.

"Affirmative, sir. We are ready, is there a-" the officer tried to reply.

"Shutup! They got an army on the move, set up defenses, I want things tight, like we planned from the beginning. Anyone blows a fart in this city, I want to know about it! Im serious hear, even if someone is being as quiet as an ant pissing on cotton, I want to hear about it." He barked.

"O-okay, sir" the officer said, disconnecting the call.

Within minutes, the streets were flooded with mafiosi and GP soldiers alike, armed to the teeth in high powered weaponry. Thousands of men, at every corner, in every building, at every street, it was a sea of black suits and Gauss Project uniforms. Frank watched the scene unfold from the window of his office, which he had only just reached after quickly gobbling his breakfast, and throwing on a fine suit.

He then wired a call in to the Director of the Gauss Project. "Second Legion is up and running, what news have ya got for me?" he asked, when suddenly he saw a large explosion in the distance. Looks like somewhere around Central.. he thought bitterly.