Technologies Revenge

The day started out as any other wasteland day in the demolished city of Denver. The human population ran around trying to survive and not be killed, while the robot's of every sort, walked, flew, or ran through the rubble and carnage trying to hunt and kill the human's. A large computer system, (Similar to President Eden), had learned and worked with human's before the bomb's had fallen. Its name was ML-421, the name it had given its self after the bombs had fallen was Phoenix. The computer system had accually thought it was human, and after seeing all the other real humans die or mutate into ghouls and mutants, it had been untouched and began to thing the ghouls and humans were scum and impure to live on the earth. Phoenix had thought that it had risen from the ashes of the war, and was now meant to destroy all humans that lived in the Denver wasteland, and the ghouls that had once controlled Phoenix. After years of gathering robots from the wasteland, with the help of raiders and caravans, Phoenix was ready to unleash its robotic might onto the Denver wasteland from its hidden bunker in the Rocky Mountains.

The people of the Denver wasteland, both human and ghoul lived in peace and held no prejudice towards one another. All the advlts had grow-up with the ghouls, and so had their children. The Denver area was at times very dangerous for humans, during hunting or scavanging trips. They were usually assisted with a friendly ghoul that could enter a highly radiated area, and gather what needed to be found or would be of use. None of the Denver wastelanders knew about the hidden bunker in the mountains, but they did know that something was going on. It had been going on for years, the ghouls of the Denver wasteland knew something was in the mountains, but none of them could remember that far back.

After two years of living in somewhat safe conditions in the Denver wasteland, Phoenix unleashed its robtic army onto the Denver wastelanders. The settlements in the city was already a radiated mess, and the settlements in the city were no better. Dozens of robots and androids attacked the settlements, leaving no one alive, hardly anyone made it out alive. The most hit settlement was the downtown, Denver settlement called Will. Men, Women, Children, the elderly were not spared. It seemed that the robots had shown their true might on Will, but it was far from it. Three more years passed, and the settler's of 'Pine', 'Webster', and 'Three Rivers' finally grouped together and armed themself's with anything they could find. The first six months were not pretty, dozens of settler's died from well armed robots and androids. Sometimes androids would enter a setteler's camp or tunnel system, and learn what the wastelander's plans and tactic's were. The following year was not any better. Wastelander's began to stop trusting each-other and began turing on one another as more and more androids were entering their camps and tunnel system learning their tactics and sometimes names. During that terrible year, the settler's got smart and started checking everyone that came into their perimiter for any sign they might be a robot. It worked, the tide seemed to be turning, as more and more wastelander's joined the Denver settlements in fighting the terrible robot hordes, and their leader "Phoenix".


Here is where you come in. You play as a Denver wasteland settler or you can be someone who just stubbles apon some fighting in the downtown Denver area. The Rp will start when I deem enough people have joined.

Rules

1. I'am the Game Master (GM) what I say goes, no one moves the story or anthing else unless I say.

2. ALL CHARACTER SHEETS ARE TO BE SENT TO ME FIRST. (DO NOT POST YOUR CHARACTER SHEETS UNTIL I SAY)

3. NO UBERING OF ANYKIND ( I dont want to see any Super human and Super hero acts or stunts in the Rp.You will be kicked from the Rp for 24hrs. )

4. Respect each-other (you will be kicked from the Rp for 24hrs if this is not followed)

5. DO NOT BUMP (I dont want to see any posts with just an OCC or something on it. Add something you character is doing)

6. KEEP "OCC'S" TO A MINIMUM.

7. YOU CAN DIE AND MAY DIE(So dont try and do anything heroic unless you want to die)

8. Any questions that you have for or about the Rp are to be sent to me via PM. Anything you have to say out of character, that can not be summed up in a OCC, must be sent via PM.

9. I want decent sized posts. (I dont want to see a sentence or two, but I also dont want a Book)

10. HAVE FUN


Character Sheet SEND THESE TO ME VIA PM. FOLLOW THIS EXACTLY OR I WILL SEND IT BACK
Name:
Age:(Keep it reasonable)
Gender:

General Appearance:(Hair Style, Eye color, height, weight, etc.)

Weapons:(I dont want to see wastelander's with any Fat Man or any other Heavy Weapon. Keep it to Small Weapons and Melee Weapons for the time. Also NO Plasma weapons, Laser weapons are acceptable)

Clothes/Armor:(I DO NOT WANT ANY POWER ARMOR OR ANTHING TO DO WITH POWER ARMOR. Keep it to Combat Armor and the like.)

Equipment: (Stuff your character carries with him/her)

Bio:(Short little story of what your character)

Intro:(Can be posted when Character Sheet is ACCPETED and posted)

Character Sheet
Name: Jon Stilman
Age: 28
Gender: Male

General Appearance: Black Buzz Cut, Goatee, Muscular build, Brown eyes, Dirty Face

Weapons: Assault Rifle, Glock 17, Ripper, Pulse Grenades x6

Clothes/Armor: Regulator Over coat, White T-shirt, Brown cargo pants, Black Boots

Equipment: x4 Brahmin Steaks, x3 Dirty Water, x3 insta mash, x400 5.56 cal, x596 9mm

Bio: Jon has lived in the Denver settlement of Pine for his whole life. He worked in the settlement as a scavanger and hunter, but after the settlements were attacked by Phoenix's robots and androids, Jon fled into the newly made Denver tunnels, that were made to just travel undeground to go under obstructions and other things that were in the way. He lost his wife Annie in the first wave of attacks, after a group of Sentry Bot's and Mr. Gutsy's attacked the settlement killing annie instanly. He vowed to take revenge on Phoenix and his army of robots and androids.

---Denver Tunnel System 7---

The tunnels were hardly lit as Jon made his way down to a small camp that was inside the tunnel. He could'nt believe the day he had. Some how the "Tin Can's" had captured some Vertibirds and were using them to patrol a larger area of the city. Jon was worn-out after being on the top, he was drenched in sweat and almost seemed like he was going to passout. Jon walked over to a wall near a step on a platform. He closed his eye's as he relaxed and reflected on what had happened.

"Damn Jen! she should have stayed where she was. That damn Protectotron would'nt have had a clear shot, if she would have stayed in her postion!" Jon opened his eye's and went to find something to eat. The food was nothing but Radroach and Mole Rat, the food was never really good, but this was just terrible. Jon walked over to a broken table that was held up with three legs and a broken gun stalk was used as the fourth leg. He sat down and started eating, he would need his energy for the next hour or day...

Name: Dan Otremsky
Age:28
Gender: Male
Apperence: dirty face with a few scars, 6'0 about 150, brown rugged hair, and thick brown goatee.
Weapons: Draganov, 44. magmm, Molotov Cocktails (x5)
Armour: Black Flak Jacket with a few armour plates, Blue Jeans with Magmum holister, and Black combat boots.
Equipment: Lighter, x3 bottles of dirty water, x4 old miltary rations, plenty of ammmo, and duffle bag.
Bio: Dan was on the run from a packof raiders when he stumbled upon fighting in a small town. It turns out the town was being attacked by robots.
When the towns people saw that raiders were coming they hid and hoped the raiders and robots would kill each other.Thats what happend the raiders eventually
were slaughtered. But the robots were to bad in shape and they had to retreat. Dan then was thanked for bringing the raiders to ther town to defeat the robots.
Then a few months later a hudge fight between the robots and the townspeople. The blood lost was hudge and in a retreat they were forced into the tunnels.


In the tunnel Dan was sitting in an old subway car. It was Dan's turn to watch the front gate. He was positioned there with a few other people. Down the tunnels he heard the scream of all sots a things. He had heard them so many times he dimised them as nothing...

Name: Wesley Gaston, known simply as 'Wes'
Age: Sixty-Eight
Gender: Male

General Appearance: Fairly small build, around six foot tall, ghoul-esque skin, no hair, large scar down the left side of his face

Weapons: Combat Shotgun, 32. Caliber Pistol, Four Frag Grenades

Clothes/Armor: Merc. Veteran Outfit (Blue overcoat, white short sleeved shirt, blue jeans and knee-high dark blue boots), welding mask

Equipment: Twenty Shotgun rounds, Eighteen 32. Caliber Rounds, Fresh Mole Rat Meat

Bio: Wes used to live up on the surface, but when the murder and carnage began, he decided it'd be safer to move into the Denver tunnel systems would be a far safer place. In truth, Wes had always hated technology and would rant about it to whoever would listen in most occasions...

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Intro:

The sound of teeth ripping through flesh echoed through the narrow Denver Tunnels as a Mole Rat sank it's teeth into fresh prey. A wastelander from the surface whom had tried taking shelter in the tunnels, only to be taken down by a Mole Rat and killed. This, for Wes, was brilliant. A Mole Rat, distracted by food would be easy enough to sneak up on and kill. Holding his 32. Caliber Pistol, he carefully and quitely loaded in six rounds, before slapping the barrel back in place. He rounded the corner, looking down on the creature which gorged itself on the dead Human...Raising his pistol to take aim at the Mole Rat, Wes moved his finger onto the trigger and...BANG. Unluckily for Wes, much like he'd be doing, was being stalked...By a Radroach. The bite on his ankle was enough for him to lose concentration and miss the Mole Rat by inches. "Argh! [censored] over-sized bug!" Wes yelled, before stomping on the mutated monstrosity a few times.

Wes once more raised his pistol, looking to the Mole Rat that was now standing him off. With a slight smirk, he took the shot, not wanting to mess up his shot a second time. Bull's eye, right between the eyes. The Mole Rat fell to the floor as Wes blew the smoke from the barrel of his '32.' before removing the remaining four rounds and popping them in his satchel, along with his pistol. Gripping the Mole Rat by the tail, he began to drag it along the dark, narrow tunnels, before hearing the sound of eating ahead and catching a glimpse of what appeared to be a Human...

Thanks for the spoiler..... Havent finished main quest yet... jerk

Name: Vincent "VoltBoy" Bowel
Age: 26
Gender: Male

General Appearance:
Vincent had long dark thick with greese giving it a shine, it fell down to the bottom of his shoulder blades. His face was pale with sharpe features and several small scars from shrapnel were on his face.
Standing at about 5,6 with a fairly wide shoulders and a muscular build; Vince does not lack physical power.

Weapons:
Vincent is equipped with a Custom Power Fist, a Desert Eagle .50 and a Jericho .40.
His Power Fist has been customised adding two insulated 3inch spikes to the hydrolic ram, the spikes are hooked up to two cables from a Fission battery on his belt, when the spikes pierce a robot the metal body completes the circuit sending a voltage through the robot.
This causes the Circutary of the Robot to be fried and on the odd occasion it can cause robots to explode, explaining the shrapnel scars on his face.

Clothes/Armor:
Vincent wears an old Vault suit, it is black and brown from the mud and dirt of the Wasteland, on his utility belt sits the fission battery used to power the Custom Power Fist.
Over his Vault Suit he wears a ragged suit of combat armour; It is clear by the dirt, damage and blood stains that it has seen combat.
Vincent has a side holster and a chest holster, his Desert Eagle is in the side holster and his Jericho is in the chest holster.
He wears a pair black plastic skiing goggles with an orange lense.

Equipment:
Vincent carries 3x12 .40 bullet magazines and 6x7 .50 bullet magazines.
He carries 2 spare Fission batteries.

Bio:
Vincents father origanolly came from a Vault in the Denver region, he was born when he father got a poor young girl pregnant and did not have the decency to stay to help her raise him.
The only item Vincent have of his father is the Vault suit, he was teased by children in Denver about his deserter father and the name VaultBoy stuck with him till his teens, however when he made his shocker fist the nick name was brought back for a whole different reason.

Intro:
Vincent lay in bed, unlike most of the people holed up in the base, his house was actualy inside the perimiter of thier camp.
However because of the limited it had been converted into a wash house for the soldiers and he was living in a small underground make shift bunker.
He didnt say or do much he just thought about whether he had any brothers or sisters.

OCC: Sorry for my absence, I've been busy in the real world and other things.

IC:

The sudden sound of alarms erupts throughout the tunnel system as exsplosions and gun fire, followed by screams, can be heard above ground. The dim lighting in the tunnel system flickers on and off, as everyone gather's their weapons and armor rushing top-side to meet the attacking forces.

Jon grabbed his assault rifle, and latched his ripper to his side as he rushed top-side. Everyone was in a frenzy, the women and children that could'nt fight, tried making their way to the safety shelter's that were deeper into the tunnel system, but some were trampled by the men and women trying to get top-side. Jon helped a women off the ground as she was almost trampled by a man's boot.

"Thanks Mister," the women said in a frightened shallow voice.

"Just get to the safety shelter's and let the rest of us try and defend this attack!" Jon said as he continued to make his way towards the west entrance...

"Welcome to Denver!
Population: WHO CARES?"

Well, Denver (and subsequently it's signmakers) sure was friendly. And loud. VERY loud. I mean, usually, you'd hear the occasional explosion and a shot or two pop off, maybe a scream in other cities... but this was different. It was like a rumble. And there were these weird DOOOOOOOO noises. It's hard for me to describe.

Littered on Denver's main road were the carcasses of irradiated animals and robots. Lots of robots, all the violent defective kind you'd find anywhere else. I had a bad feeling this place had a surplus of them. By the time I managed to get to downtown, the source of the noise, I learned my assumption was correct. More than just s**t was hitting the fan. Dozens of people in groups, hiding behind boxes, buildings, whatever, were running around and shooting at the largest robot arsenal I ever saw in my life. The tin cans outnumbered the flesh sacks 2, maybe 3 to 1. I got caught up in the middle of it and ran as fast as I could out of the combat zone, choosing to run into a nearby trench with one of the humans.

"OH MY GOD, WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" I yelled to the other guy in the trench.

"Calm down, man! Just get out of here while you can, you hardly look like you're fit to fight! Go down the subway!" he yelled back, pointing to the entrance of the tunnel. I sprinted across and scraqed both my knees hurdling away from an exploding car and rolled down the stairs to the tunnels after tripping on a dead rat or something. I stood up uneasily and walked, with some difficulty, through the tunnels to whatever safety there was, all while trying to administer some first aid to myself.

Welcome to Denver, folks!

Character Sheet
Name:Andres "Bishop" Ramirez
Age:20
Gender:male

General Appearance: Messy hair much like the Bedraggled hair style, Brown eyes,height 5,9 , 140 pounds, toned build , London accent, short beard (like if you dont shave for like three to four days)

Weapons: Main weapon: G36C assault rifle with sling. Secondary weapons: Glock 17, Combat knife

Clothes/Armor: Black Combat armor with a spade painted in white (were the talon company has their sign) and another one painted on the shoulder. White tank top underneath. holster for the pistol at his side and a sheath on his leg and four pockets to put clips,a balaclava(check google if you dont know what it is) and black tinted tactical goggles

Equipment: A back pack that has clips he cant put in his pockets, it also has a fission battery powered flash light, 2 bottles of dirty water, his portable computer, five packs of cigarettes, a lighter and a picture of him with his girlfriend

Bio:Born in three rivers Bishop was the smartest around. He loved messing with peoples terminals and found ways to access them remotely with his own portable computer he made it was the size of a PDA. He was also the best mechanic they went to him when something got broken. One day he woke up to screams outside his house he went to see what was wrong and saw a group of robots killing his friends. he saw his parents running before getting shot and disintegrated with a laser. he then ran to his girlfriends hut to see where she was only to find her gone and a note saying she was going to the tunnels on the back of the note their was a picture of them together. on his way to the tunnels he got his weapons and armor and when he got there he got the news that she never made it hes been fighting the robots ever since.


intro: Bishop started following Jon when a car exploded next to him throwing him through a window and into a building. He looked at his arm and saw blood gushing out of his cut he still had a shard of glass in it. Bishop grabbed the remains of a curtain and wrapped it around the wound while taking the shard out he then kicked the door down and grabbed his G36C and shot a mister gusty robot with half the round. He slowly made his Way back to the trench and picked off more robots."you guys okay" he shouted as he jumped back in the trench .

Wes lets off a grunt as the sound of guns, both energy and non, filled his ears once again. Dust from the roof above began to fall down onto the tunnels as a result of the explosion. Throwing his dinner on the table near the tunnels entrance, the Ghoul picked up a knife and proceeded to skin and gut the animal. "Stupid...[censored]...Robots." Wes fired a few shots upwards before yelling, "Cut the f***ing racket, ya` bloody tin cans." Then he ripped some of the meat from the dead Mole Rat and stuffed it in his mouth.

Wes then caught sight of Dimm running down into the tunnels, raising his pistol he aimed it towards the entrance and fired a warning shot of to the left of him. "Hwmuahn or anwdrqoid?!" He yelled with a mouthful of rat meat...

The ground shook as Vince began his way to the surface, he did not take the stairs like the rest of the group...
Instead climbing a service ladder down into the sewers, there he knew there was another service ladder up through a manhole that led to a nearby basemant.

The walls of the sewer crawled with the fuzzy growth of mold, spores floated in the air and Vince covererd his mouth with his sleeve, the ladder to the manhole clearly stood out, its rusted brown colour against the horrid green walls of the tunnel.
A explosion shook the ground above his head, as he began to assend the ladder, the rusted flakes crumbling off under his hands.

The world above the man hole was dark and dusty, a pile of rubble indicated the building had suffered damage and shattered glass covered the floor. Picking himself up and standing he saw an advancing skirmish of robots pushing against the trenchline of the refugee camp.
Suddenly a large Mr Gusty floated past the door, his plasma pistol firing shot after shot towards the trenchline, Vince scuttled into the dark to avoid beign seen and the robot moved on.

He switched on his Power Fist. pulling a small clip the telescopic spikes extended from the fist, another robot rolled past the door.
The strange combined monstrosity of man and machine talked in a child like voice as it passed the door.
"Do we have to fight" The robot sickened Vince, everythign about it made him cringe...

The childlike voice,
The brain suspended in fluid,
The strange tank tracks,
Its powerfull claw like hands
and Its concussing pulse weapon.

He raised his power fist, aiming for the top of its back...
With insane reflexes the machine devil turned to face Vince, as the hydrolic plate with the two spikes smashed through the toughened transparant dome holding his brain...
The Robots arms fell and hydrolics ceased up as the huge voltage ran through the suspending fluid, frying the brain and reducing it to a strange brain soup like liquid.

A Hail of fire now came towards Vince from the other robots, being absorbed by the RoboBrains hull as it blocked the shots hitting Vince...

When the alarms sounded Dan was one of the first people out of the tunnel. Upon reaching the surface he scouted the area. He then fired a few suppressing shots and ran into a nearby building. Upon reaching the second floor he haerd a voice say "ALERT". Dan then quickly ducked and saw the laser beam go right past him. He then drew his 44. and shot 4 rounds into the head of the Protectron. He saw the smoking metal heap sparking. He quickly realoaded and set up a sniper spot. He took aim at a Robobrain and fired a round with his Draganov into the brain of the robot. The artificial brain material and glass flew everywhere and the robot fell. He then took a shot at a Protectron dropping it instaly.

Bishop shot a few more rounds into a car next to a group of robots making it explode killing the two robo-brains and three protectrons. He saw Vince getting attacked by robots so he fired the rest of his clip into the robots making them target him instead. Bishop ducked and reloaded his gun when a hail of laser and plasma went over the trench shooting one of the survivors in the neck. Bishop comforted him as he died he thought to himself "So many young people dying, what kind of world is this"...


OOC: Dont forget my guy has a london accent

"Hwmuahn or anwdrqoid?!"

While limping towards the path to the outpost I came across a ghoul, uhm, enjoyng his evening meal.

"Oh GOD...Oh! Uh, human. Flesh and bone," I said, pointing at the cuts on my knees. "Man, you're not seriously eating it RAW, are you?" I turned away from him slightly and looked ahead to the dark tunnels. "uh, sorry. Rare meat isn't my thing and all. D'you happen to know the way to some camp? I've got medical supplies and I might be able to help a bit. It's my 'job'."

Vince took his opertunity of the lul in the hail of fire comming at him to get out of a side window.
Smashing what was left of the glass he quickly hopped through the window and quickly snook through a hole in a old garden fence.
As he stealthily ventured further into the advancing line of robots he saw a large bulky sentry bot roll around a courner, its gattling laser was a prominent threat to any of the refugees.

Gripping his power fist tightly he continues to creep through the derelict houses, as he felt heavy foot steps on the floor behind him.
A large man entered the room, a plasma pistol in his hand however instantly gave away what side of the war he was on.
The green goo cut through the wooden wall as Vincent dived into very disty study.
Vince drew his Desert Eagle and shot the brute three times in the chest, his cloths and skin were ripped away to reveal circuitory and wires contrilling a thick cyborg skelleton.
The Brute stumbled backwards dropping the plasma pistol as a forth shot hit his right hand.

Without letting out even a cry of pain from his injuries, the artificial man charged at Vince. Vince fell back from parrying the artificial mans punch, he lifted his Desert Eagle and shot his last three bullets into the the legs of it and it collapsed to the floor.
Summoning all his strength Vince dived on the man and punched him repeatedly with his power fist, sparks began to fly from the mans wounds and large cracks could be heard before his body finally caught fire.

Picking himself up Vince, ran out of the room back where he had come as the sound of approaching robots headed towards the battle sounds.

Jon ran out of the tunnel's running towards some cover, as two plasma bolts flew right in front of his face, just barely missing the tip of his nose. He could feel the heat and tension of the moment, as he ducked behind a dirt mound, that shielded him fairly well. It was the middle of the day, and Jon hated fighting during the day. The "Phoenix" had some how converted all four hundred Vertibird's into efective killing machines. Even the Enclave Vertibird's would'nt have stood a chance.

Jon fired several shots at a on coming RoboBrain, knocking the large hunk of metal backwards onto the ground. Its clamp's twitched for a moment, and then fell to the ground motionless. More and more Robots and Android's charged the small defence force, as Jon and the rest of the surviving human's in that area fought on, trying to hold their ground. It was'nt easy for anyside to make much ground. Jon threw a pulse grenade at a small squad of Mr. Gutsy's as the robot's fell to the ground, spark's still sparking in some spots.

Jon spotted a woman, who he had known for a few month's charge an android, that was missing half of its synthetic skin. The small charge did'nt last more than a minute, before the android quickly choked the women and broke her neck. It was unbearable for Jon, as he quickly pulled his Glock from its holster and fired several round's into the android's head.

"Take this Mother F***er. I'll kill every last one of you wired freaks!", Jon said yelling and taking cover as the android looked his way. Its right half of its face, was burned clean off, as it made its way towards Jon. It had more athletic ability than any human, and it quickly made its way to Jon, as he fired another 9mm round, into the robots uncovered eye. The android fell to the ground lifeless, as Jon grabbed the android and pulled it into a small trench. All its electronic, that held memory and other valuable stuff, was partially intact as the sudden sound of Vertibird's could be heard coming from the west...

Name: Adam "Hell Slinger" MacTesh
Age: 33
Gender: Male

General Appearance: Long black hair, blue eyes, about 6'4", average build more for speed than strength.

Weapons: Two 10 mm SMG's, two .44 Magnums and a Shishkabob.

Clothes: Trench coat hiding his weapons (it has pockets for ammo and food), jeans, a fedora and sunglasses.

Equipment: x20 SMG clips, x20 quick loaders, various foods.

Bio/Intro: Adam had always enjoyed helping people. But he never understood why other people didn't help out. So he spent most of his time and skill with weapons helping people and teaching other to help. When the robots attacked he was enraged that they would do such a thing and killed every robot he could while covering the civilians retreat. After everyone that could was in the tunnels he ran in himself...

Wes kept the aim of his pistol on the Human, still chewing his dinner whilst doing so. After finishing, he fixed him with a solid glare. "How do I know you're speaking the truth?" Wes continued to align the gun with the man's head, before aiming between the eyes. "...Boom." Wes pulled the trigger, only for a 'click', indicating he was out of ammo, to leave the gun. Wes chuckled slightly, the effect was obviously intentional. "The camp? For starters, you're in the wrong section of the tunnels, for a quicker...Safer access to the underground camp, you're best of entering through the cellar door of the...Building thing." Wes scratched the top of his head with the barrel of his pistol, trying to remember what building it was. "Ah, bugger. What's the situation like up there? I'll take you if you want."

He ran past everyone lightly pushing them out of his way. After he was in front of them he took a couple of side passages and saw a man blow an Androids 'brains' out and drag it into cover. He ran to the man touched him on the shoulder and held out one of his SMG's, "Here, this might come in handy." He pulled out a .44 and blew the head off an Android missing an arm.

OCC: Sorry if it seemed like I had abandoned this, I was just hoping more people would post so I could move it along a bit more. But I'll get it moving more.

IC

Jon pushed the SMG back to the man, as he turned back his attension onto the lifeless android. The sound of Vertibirds grew louder and louder, when suddenly at the crest of a old building, a silver Vertibird fired several rockets into the crowd, destroying human and robot alike. Jon grabbed the man, pulling him into the trench, so he would'nt get torn-up by the shrapnel of the robots and other flying debrie.

"Here hold this for a second," Jon said as he handed the man his Glock and carefully pulled the memory chip that all the wires and other electronic junk contected to, out and placed it in his pocket and dumped the android to the side. Jon took his Glock back, and looked at the man with a solem dirty looking face.

"Whats your name. I dont think we've ever met in the tunnels?" Jon looked up over the small trench, and fired three rounds at the oncoming robots, as the silver vertibirds continued to fire rockets and laser's at the crowd...

Name: David Kane
Nickname: Shade
Reason for Nickname: His abilities at sneaking and his constant silence earned him this nickname.
Age: 28
six: Male
Physical Appearance: 6' , muscular and agile. Black hair, rough beard, blue eyes. Medium Length Black hair.
Weapons: Unique Combat knife "Wolfs Fang" that he has in a sheath attatched to his belt, Sniper rifle that he carries on his back with 20 bullets, 10mm in a holster with 50 bullets. All ammo is stored in 2 different puches on his belt.
Armor: Black combat armor (uniform from former merc squad.)
Equipment: Two dirrty waters, a box of sugar bombs, 2 stimpacks, 1 rad away.
Bio: Used to be part of a group of mercenaries that traveled from settlement to settlement around the Denver area. The uniform for this group was black combat armor. The group favored stealth above fighting and was often hired as hitmen. He quit the group when the new leader, Grenth Winston was promoted. Under the leadership of Grenth the group had started to steer away from the stealthy approach and started going into full fledged battles. Now David works hunts and scavenges for a living and lives in a house not far from downtown Denver.

Shade was on the top of a tall building, below him a battle was raging. He saw humans and ghouls shooting at hordes of robots. Shade held his sniper rifle close, looking through the scope at the battle below. His he was aimed right at a robo brains head and pulled the trigger.
Bam!
The robot's head exploded as the .308 bullet pierced it's brain. The robot fell to the ground, making a loud crash as it fell. Suddenly the hatch Shade had ckimbed up to get on the roof opened. A human head poked up through the hatch. It's back was to Shade as it climbed out onto the roof top. Shade didn't know whether it was a human or just a robot disguised as one, so he kept his distance and remained behind it's back. Then the thing spoke, still unaware of Shades presence.

"The humans will be easy to spot with these cameras placed on the roof tops of the buildings," It said in a robotic voice as it leaned over the edge of the building and started installing a camera.
Shade started walking slowly towards it, pulling out his combat knife "Wolf's Fang". He looked down the hatch to make sure there were no other robots down there. When he saw that there weren't he came closer to the robot and then quickly grabbed it, putting his knife to it's throat.

"How many cameras have you installed in this area already?" Shade asked, sweeping the robots leg to throw it off balance.
The robot struggled to get away but couldn't. "Theres a camera on every roof top in down town Denver. We're watching you humans all the time. But you humans need to learn something, we aren't afraid of death!" It said and jumped off the building, trying to pull Shade with it.
Shade acted quickly and cut off the robots arm and watched as the robot fell to its death. Then he sheathed his knife and pulled out his sniper and returned to looking at the robots on the street.

"Damn robots, whats the point of stealth if they're always watching you!" He checked his gun. "19 shots left, I better make them count."
Shade raised his gun so it was pointing to the building directly across from him. He looked through the scope and saw a camera was already planted on that building.
Bam!
The camera exploded into tiny bits.

"I think the fact that I'm kind of bleeding profusely all over my damned clothes is a good indication I'm human." I restated quickly, but I was still pretty freaked out by the empty pistol. "As for that camp, that sounds like a good idea, thanks. You wouldn't happen to know why there are robots running around on the surface and all?"

After finishing the sentence, an appropriate DOOOOOooo noise went through the tunnels and the ground shook a little.

Vertibirds continued to strafe the battle field, as they spotted along with the rest of the remaining fighters on the ground, someone shooting from atop a building. The Vertibirds turned their attension to the sniper, and began firing laser rounds at the area of the figure.Jon below continued to fight but was running out of ammo fast, along with everyone else.

"Pull back!" Jon yelled to his fellow fighters, "Pull back, or we'll all die!"

Jon fired several round into a Protectron's "head" and ran into the tunnels, as the robots pulled back and started returning to their mountain base...

Vincent found it harder and harder to slip past the Robots as he attempted to make his way back to the tunnels.
The robots were closing in much tighter around the tunnels as less and less were being destroyed by the refugees.
As the VertiBird strafed the battlefied from abover Vince has become even more weary of being spotted.

He approached an alley way, either side of the buildings of the alley way was open space packed with robots and VertiBird strafing above.
As he neared the entrace to the alley way he saw two protectons walking down the in singlefile, unable to turn around in the space less than two feet wide he dispached them both quickly with his custom power fist.
However as he neared the end of the alleyway he noticed that they had not been the first protectrons to walk up the alley way.

The end opened up into a small courtyard, in it a protectron stood, his headlaser gleamed and a beam struck the wall near Vinces head, he dived to the floor his Desert Eagle falling from his hands, he grabbed it with his left hand (powerclaw hand) and drew his Jericho with his right.
Vince then sped up running towards the Protectron, with his Jericho he put bullet after bullet into the Protectrons head in a bid to keep him off balencer and unable to return fire.
He was successful, each and every bullet caused the Protectron to fall back and have to regain its ballence.
Eventualy he was up close about ten or twenty feet away, he raised his left hand holding the Desert Eagle with great dificulty whilst holding the enclumbersome Power Fist.
He was not a left hand shooter, he was running and he was holding a very bulky Power Fist yet by some amazing streak of luck he managed to hit the Protectron in the head.
The large head laser exploded and the protectron was left stood, his upper torso melting into liquid metal from the heat of the explosion.

OOC: sorry i had computer probs

Bishop was lucky he wasn't far from the tunnels. "damn vertibirds we were doing so good" thought bishop. He fired one more clip into the vertibirds before retreating back into the tunnel. He then got a cigarette out of his pack, lit it, took a deep breath and sat down on a rickety chair. Looking at the tunnels taking note of the surroundings the bleak corridors the pipes he was tired of living there. More people came running in including Jon. "Sigh, Jon we have to do something about the robots cant they just keep making them at any robco. Factory and they also have no fear eventually they will out number us. Wont they?"