Ticker, pulled open the hatch doors between the back and the cabin...
"Say lad, where you get this Truck from..." Tickers voice fell hallow
"Certain members of the US Army might not be too happy if you raided it from one of our bunker..."

Jacob smirked at the question, "I found it under an old over pass, up north...", jacob looked back in the rear-view-mirror, he realized it was ticker, "I had to kill some Enclave soldiers who were trying to use it as a supply truck again... I quickly put an end to that though!", jacob looked back forward, seeing a figure heading towards them, "Who or What the hell is that?"...

OCC: Its a possible opening for someone who wants to join, there wont be any fighting...Yet. And I say whats going on in the Rp, remember Rule 1- I'am boss, what I say goes

"If you keep going, it will be roadkill..." Ticker giggled again...
"Since seeing this truck, cant stop giggling... brings back old memouries"

Ticker shut the hatch and stood up to look over the top of the truck...

OOC: Do me a favour, one of you too (Keen eyed snipers) spot that the man has a missle launcher, there are actualy 20 of them with guns or something... We dont need a driver to have a fire fight....

The man on the road is tall and athletic. His otherwise pale skin has been tanned from the harsh, unrelenting post-nuclear sun. His six-inch, ragged brown hair hangs down over his face and could probably use a wash, but is not overtly disgusting. His dark brown eyes have a wily look to them, the kind that suggests unpredictability.

His armor consists of various pieces of scrap metal, welded together over a leather suit to form crude plate armor. Long, jagged spikes of glass have been attached to his shoulders and the backs of his arms. A flamer and a tank of fuel are strapped to his back. There is a chinese pistol and a jagged sword attached to his belt.

He looks over at the coming truck and shouts, "Hey! Who are you guys?"

Cage could not yet tell if these people were hostile, but he mentally readied himself to draw his flamer if things turned ugly. A lot can happen when you're alone in the Wastes.

Jacob grabbed his Enfield from off the truck bench, as they stopped near the man. Jacob jumped out of the truck, as well as his group who were all cautious of the man, jacob was holding his enfield close, "Where the hell did you come from... There isnt anything out here except a small town and some caverns... Whats your name?", jacob held the rifle even closer as the man stepped forward a bit...

Sandra kept upholstered her Magnum in one hand, and rested her sniper rifle on her left shoulder, she aimed right at his head, she looked back, ticker, blide and kyle all had their different weapons trained on the guy with the flamer.

all waiting for a response of some sort...

be careful Jacob thought Sandra as he got out of the truck and walked over to the guy in the middle of the road

Ticker whispered to the rest of the group...
"Get the hell out, if this turns nasty we dont wanna be in this truck if he tourches it..."

Ticker jumped off the side of the truck... Raising the M16 and shouted in a husky voice...
"Look here, we aint gonna shoot you but you need to drop that flamer, If you accidentaly hit our truck with that thing... You will kill us all."

as everyone got out of the car, Sandra stretched her right leg over and pushed down on the pedal, driving off, when she was at a safe distance, she hopped out of the truck, jumped on the roof, of the cab, lied down, and aimed her sniper right between his eyes.

Jacob looked back at the his group of misfits, "Dont any of you get trigger happy", jacob quickly looked back at the man, waiting for a respose from the mysterious wastelander, "I dont want to have to kill you pal, but I will!"...

OCC: Ummm... Evilgenius93 its your turn to say something.

"Hey, hey, calm down. I'm Cage," he said, carefully studying the guy with the rifle. "Now, like I said: who are you people?"

Cage didn't like this. The last time he met a bunch of strangers, they shot him on sight. Something wasn't right here.

((Guess I'd better not spend so much time on my posts.))

"Where travellers, all from different walks off life..." Ticker pointed at Jacob...
"Where doing a job for him."

"Ahhh, a job... I get it." said Cage. "Any chance you guys could cut me in? I've done a few jobs before."

Jacob looked at the cage, for a moment realizing he was'nt sure of them, but jacob knew that him and his band of misfits, were'nt sure of him, "My names Jacob Lee, this is Sandra, Ticker, Blide, and Kyle we're on our way to find some renegades... Where you headed?", jacob looked at the rest of the misfits who had some what calmed down...

OCC: I have to take an Important phone call, so once everyone has talked. Lets just say we all got back in the truck and contiued on. I'll be back.

"How do we know you aint just trying to steal the truck?" He looked at the rest of the group...
"None of us knew before signing up Jacob had a truck..."

The doctor looked at Cage, then at everyone else as he began to load his scooped magnum, he muddered and said quietly "Hes seems to stupid to be a threat... Besides.." he stops as a rotten, yellow tooth fell from his gums "Son of a [Censored]" Being more concerned about his teeth rather than the situation, the doctor picked up his dropped teeth, rubbed it against his jacket to dust it off, then he puts it back into his gums. He looked at the man again, muddered, and said "Anyways.. If he was a threat, he would not be standing in the damn road alone.. Not much room for a ambush, plus he gave the scare on everone's gun trigger."

(( Sorry its always taking me too long, differnt time periods and also RL stuff to do. The doctor did agree to go >.> ))

"Meh, I've been lookin' for work. Not much need for someone like me 'round here, apparently." Cage studied the travelers, sizing them up like so many before them.

"If you leave the damn flamer in the cabin while where on the truck and lead the way when we get where where going...Ill accept you joining us.." Ticker put some reasoning into his voice..
"To be fair you are equipped with a flamer... asking you to lead the way isnt exactly asking much..."

As the mood seemed to simmer down, Sandra took her gun off his head, hopped in the car and started driving back towards her stalwart compatriots

"names Sandra, all you need to know" she said as she moved over to the passenger side seat.

The truck started to get fuller, she looked over around this is bulls**t if we stop to pick up every harry hardwalk and sally sobstory we wont be getting anywhere fast

Kyle eyed the man. Why the hell was he on the road with a flamer, did he have a death wish.

"What the hell would we need a flamer for?" Kyle said.

He wouldn't trust anyone, and this man didn't seem to bright, using a flamer with the chance of his family being burned by some "Rambo"

He looked at Sandra and Ticker then motioned to the dropped flamer...

After several moments of hesitation, Cage spoke. "Oh, alright." He reluctantly took off the backpack, setting it down gently, then mournfully patting it for good measure. He sat down within reach, should he need it out on the road.

"And if anyone tries to take it, well..." He gave a quick glance down at the pistol on his belt, which read "v418" in printed white letters on the side.

Ticker reached into his kit bag...

"How long you been on the road boy?" Ticker pulled out a can of beans.
"Hungry, hah... Might even be a use for your flamer...."

He threw the can to Cage and picked up the kit bag again...

as Jacob was still thinking of what to do, Sandra jumped over to the drivers seat, started the engine up, and slowly started to chug off, when Jacob realized that his truck was slowly rolling away he started swearing and cursing, Sandra kicked open the passenger seat door, and told Jacob "JUMP IN!" as the speed of the truck started to increase Jacob latched on to the door.

"You are so... different" said jacob with a smirk

"Thanks"

"Nah, I'm not really hungry, I just had some... nothing. Nothing at all. Sure, of course I'm hungry." He reached onto his belt and pulled off a ragged metal sword made from scrap metal. He held the can of beans over the blade. He flipped a switch on the back of the handle, and the blade caught on fire.

"This might take a while..."

OCC: I'm back, sometimes I hate being a buisness man. Oh and I thought that the Ghoul Doctor was with us on the truck?

Jacob reached over smashing his foot on the break, the truck came to a sudden halt the two shot forward a bit. Jacob reached over sandra opening the drivers door, he looked at her with a sturn face, sandra hopped out as the rest of the group rushed over including cane, "Hurry up, we've got some guys to find"...

The truck squeled off, and Kyle heard the roar of flames and turn to see cage, he quickly brought his gun to his face.

Soon the truck stopped and Sandra hopped out



Kyle quickly hopped onto the truck, wondering what the hell just happened....