ATTENTION: Yttrium has taken over as GM so that I can post a new RP because I have no patience. So thank you Yttrium! And everyone, treat your new GM nice or you'll get a lump of coal for Christmas.
July 3rd,2274

It has been two and a half weeks since the Enclave hired the Talon Company, the Talon Company and the Company have moved into the Enclaves secret bunker, Fort Zero, which is located between Grayditch and Megaton. Borgia Manus has taken over Paradise Falls which was recently attacked by the Enclave but was framed as the Brotherhood of Steel. The Brotherhood of Steel remain to do the same as they always have.

North Capital Wasteland

A Vertibird landed on the wasteland soil, five soldiers came out of the Vertibird but they were unlike those in D.C. these soldiers were wearing a tan combat armor and had guns that looked brand new, which was a dream in the Capital Wasteland. A few wastelanders walked up to these soldiers, they had guns in there hands, the soldiers lifted there weapons at the sight of the wastelanders.

“You there drop the guns!” Barked one of the soldiers.

“Who are you?”

“None of your business, where is the Brotherhood?”

“There in the citadel good luck getting in.”

“What is the citadel?”

“Are you even from here.”

“No were from out west.”

“How did you get here?”

“Vertibird! [censored] these D.C. people are stupid.”

“Screw you then get your own help!”

The group of wastelanders walked away leaving the soldiers clueless.

Alex Johanson-His and Mary's home-Morning:

Alex awoke gradually with his arms around Mary

What a night.. he yawned

He slipped out of bed, and put his Business suit on and grabbed his hat, and gave Mary a kiss on the forehead. He then walked down and started to make Breakfast

"Yes?" he asked "Oh, Joe, its you."

"Hello Alex, we brokered a deal with Harry Mason, hes going to give us Weapons and Armor if we let him set up a trading post nearby, I accepted." said Joe

"Good! Good!" he replied "Well, im making breakfast, and im sure you have things to do" Alex shut the door and Joe ran back to Megaton.

He heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and he saw Mary at the foot of the stairs

"Why good morning!" he said with glee in his voice.

Mary

Mary awoke with Alex's side of the bed crumpled up, and Alex gone too. She stood up and put on a robe, checking herself out in the mirror first. When she was completely satisfied, she turned the knob to the bedroom door and walked into the hall. She went down to the kitchen where Alex was making breakfast. He heard the footsteps and looked up. "Why good morning!" he said with glee in his voice.

"Hey," Mary responded, her voice oddly raspy. "I see you're making breakfast for a change." She went over to him and briefly hugged him. She sat at the table, where Alex brought two bowls of cereal. "Hey, if you don't mind, I'm going to go hunting with Dillan today, get a little exercise." she told him.

Alex Johanson-His and Mary's house-Morning:

"Oh its fine, I have some loose ends to tie up...." He said, he finished his Breakfast and took a nap, when he awoke, Mary had gone, taken her Hunting rifle.

"Good..." he said to himself, he grabbed his Tommy gun, and walked outside, looking at his new town. He knew law men were looking for him, he got reports that a Regulator squad of 15 men were out looking for his Mafia Family.

"Alex!" said Vito Scello "The Regulators are forming at the North..."

"Good..." Alex replied
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The regulators walked into a clearing of Springvale, it was deathly quiet

"THERE!" a Caporegime screamed as his Piciotto and Sgarrista opened fire with Shotguns, BARs, and Tommy Guns. The Regulator's rattled with bullets. The leader of the Regulator tried to craw away, but Alex walked up to him

"Goodnight [censored]." he fired a shot at his head

"I WANT THESE BODIES GONE!" Alex chanted

OOC: A Caporegime is a Mafia "Lieutenant", he leads about 10 men. A Picotto is a solider who does day to day tasks for the Don and other bosses. A Sgarrista is a low ranking solider.

Deep within the valleys of the northern Capital Wasteland, a small outpost of Talon Company could be seen. It looked like a over-sized Lemonade Stand from the Pre-WAr days. A small shack with no wall on the south side, and many holes in the roof. Four Talon Company soldiers sat together at a table, three with there heads down as they slept. One simply had his head in his hand as he listened to a nearby radio. A new station had come up about half a week ago, and it was... interesting to say the least.

"Good morning, Capital Wasteland," the voice of President Woodrow Wilson said from the speakers, "To old listeners. Welcome back. To newcomers. Welcome. You are listening to Monarch Radio, devoted to the restoration of our society, and the protection of yourself. I am your host, The Programmer. Now, I say it is about time for us to have a little talk regarding factions of our Wasteland."

The one soldier awake shook a nearby friend, the friend grumbling as he slowly raised his head, looking to the radio.

"As I am sure many of you know, there was some sort of battle about two weeks ago at Paradise Fall's. Witnesses, consisting of escaped slaves and traders that were in the wrong place at the wrong time say that it was a four way battle between a mutiny group, those loyal to the ever so kind Euology Jones, a group of wild-folk that simply call themselves The Millitia, and a small regiment of soldiers whom wore power armor on there bodies, not of the Brotherhood Variety. I may, or may not have information on these Power Armor wearing brutes. When the need for that information to be let out arises, i promise you it shall be, but for now we must avoid panic."

"Tell us about the damn Militia already," one of the soldiers said, smacking the radio a little.

"Apparently, the mutiny group one. Euology Jones was killed, and Paradise Falls has some... new management, to say the least. This does not make the Slavers any less dangerous however. If anything, they are a bigger danger then ever before. That however, is nothing compared to a group of people that have been causing havoc all over our Wasteland, known as The Militia. What are the Militia you might ask? From the reports I have aquired through both my sentries and you good citizens, they are a rampant group of people going everywhere, killing everything, thinking themselves heroes when really all they are doing is making themselves enemies. It is possible that this Militia has been split into other groups, a Mafia being amongst them. Rumors that are going out say they were once apart of the Talon Company. More news coming up soon, but for now, here is some music. Skeeter Davis, good people, with http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BweCXILNe28&feature=related

"So... they are... expanding?" The four talon company soldiers looked at eachother, all of there faces bearing confusion. "This doesn't make sense... and what about that mutiny that happened down at Paradise Falls? Are we still there allies, or what?"

"I don't know, but whatever is going on, I don't like it." One of them leaned back in there chairs, lighting a cigarette with a sigh. He was about to speak again, when a noise suddenly began to echo through the valleys. Something that resembled... wheels?

"What the heck is that?" one of the soldiers said as it grew louder and louder, nearer and nearer. "No seriously, what the hell is that noise?" It came closer, then suddenly stopped. The four looked at each other. One slowly stood from his seat, looking out the wall-less side of the shack.

"Hey... is that a Sentry Bo-" he never finished his sentence, for the whir of a Mini-Gun echoed before several blast emitted from a Sentry Bot that stood outside, one hand a mini-gun, the other a five-fingered hand. Blood splattered the entire shack as it fired into the soldiers. They never had the chance to scream.

"Holding position," the Sentry-Bot suddenly said as his eyes turned blue, "Awaiting next orders from The Programmer."

***

Vatris gave off a sigh as he set the microphone down, wiping some sweat from his forehead. Ever since Jack and the people he brought with him managed to get that radio brought back, and Vatris installed, he had been working day and night endlessly trying to get a small following. He had even gone the extra step as to make his own Radio Station, broadcasting right from his room in Tenpenny Tower. Over the past two week, Vatris had put the project for his new servant on hold, deciding instead to scavenge the many robots that were buried all about. So far, he only had found three. Two Mr.Handys, and one Sentry Bot that he nicknamed Reaver.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" his Handy-Bot beeped as it floated about, dusting off the shelves.

"Yeah. I need you to go give Mieux a message. Ask him if I can use the Rob-Co facility to make us some more protection, and myself some more scouts." Vatris took a sip of his water, smirking.

"Right away sir." The Mr.Handy floated out of the room, heading to Mieux's. Vatris leaned back in his chair, listening to Skeeter Davis. Ever since he had gotten the Radio Tower installed above his room, his life had become less stressful. His meltdown two weeks ago was a thing of the past. All he had to think about now was the future.

Mary

"Oh its fine, I have some loose ends to tie up...." Alex said, responding Mary's question. She smiled while Alex went upstairs to take a nap. She finished her breakfast and went to the bedroom very quietly, as careful as possible not to wake up Alex. She put on a duster with Mark's old food pack strapped around her waist. She took her hunting rifle from her closet and ran off to hunt with Dillan.

When they got to the hunting fields, Dillan took out his sniper rifle and shot a Deathclaw in the head. They walked over to the bleeding corpse and Dillan examined the body carefully. Then, he blurted out, "Get me a buzzsaw." Mary turned and dropped Dillan's bock bag on the floor to get the buzzsaw, and when she turned back, she saw a dead Dillan laying on the floor and a Talon Company merc in front of her. The merc grabbed her, she tried to push away, but the tall, muscular man was too strong.

"Calm down, my pretty. Everything with be just fine."

Unknown Squad. Northern Capital Wasteland.

The squad of soldiers that had recently landed where moving south, but they got distracted by the sound of what seemed to be a mini-gun. The soldiers ran to the source of the noise to see dead Talon Company mercenaries on the ground. One of the squad members knelt down by one of the mercenaries dead bodies.

"Must be one of the local groups, but who killed them?" asked Ryan, Ryan was second in command of the squad.

"Don't know maybe they are at war with another faction. [censored] outpost to be staying in though." replied John, he was the leader of the squad.

"Yeah but this wasteland ain't like home. We got our [censored] all nice and organized there." said Tera, she was just a squad member no real rank.

"Damn straight we do, this place is a [censored] hole." joked Dominic, like Tera Dominic was just a squad member.

"Well considering we don't know who these bastards are lets just keep going." said Lucien, who was also just a squad member.

"Lucien's right lets keep moving south towards that tall building." said John.

The squad left the Talon Company outpost and kept moving south, they had there eyes set on the Washington monument.

Mieux sat in the wall idly, now that his systems were automated, he had little he needed to do, instead, he spent his time at the moment reading a Protectron and Mister Handy repair manual. he looked up when he heard the jet of the Mister Handy owned by Vatris. "Er, hello there, a message from Mr. Vatris?" The Mister Handy handed over a sheet of paper, "Here you are sir, I must make haste back to my room" As the Handy turned around, he heard him saying something about keeping ugly dogs out of his sight, "Shut Up you bucket of rusted junk!" A look of satisfaction when he heard it scream "Well I never!" and grump into Vatris's room. Mieux read the note, shrug, and said aloud to himself, "I don't care."

He got up and knocked on Vatris's door, "Nice place, Nice Radio Station." he then responded seriously, "Got your memo, and I don't really care, but the problem is, the factory is largely unrestored as of yet, the entire second floor was easy to repair, but those assembly lines, their replacements are hard to find, we sent some guys to the Nuka Cola plant, so lets hope there are some there. But, if you can jury rig it into functioning, by all means, use it, you ARE effectively my Vice President of my business, so I dont see why not.

Able Squad (Harry Mason's military unit)-Northern Wasteland-Morning:

"Yall hear that?" asked Justin as the squad crept along

"What?" said Ronald as they walked closer to the sound of the noise, they spotted a group of men walking toward the Washington Monument

"Damn, looks like another group from up north..." said Ronald as he led his squad to the squad of men

"You!" Ronald shouted to the man seemingly leading the group. The group stopped dead in their tracks "You don't wanna head down to D.C., place is filled with Raiders, Ghouls, Talon Company, and slavers. I suggest you follow us to a safe place for now, its over there." Ronald pointed in the direction of Kallaran HQ. "It's just about the safest place in the Wasteland."

Unknown Squad. Capital Wasteland.

John turned his attention to a group of people who stopped the squad, one of the men said "You! You don't wanna head down to D.C., place is filled with Raiders, Ghouls, Talon Company, and slavers. I suggest you follow us to a safe place for now, its over there. It's just about the safest place in the Wasteland."

"Unless that is the headquarters of the Brotherhood of Steel then no." said John.

Ronald Cohen-Wasteland-Morning:

"Its your ass man, the Brotherhood are too preoccupied fighting a civil war than to care about a squad, let alone a wasteland. But you might wanna stop at New Springvale on your way to D.C., i hear its a smash ever since Alex Johanson took over." Ronald continued on, he spotted a Sentry Bot

"He He, lets take pot shots!" Ronald shot at the Bot's leg, blowing it off. He then hit its weapons array, disabling it of fighting back

"Look!" shouted Justin as he saw a camera "Lets say hi!"

"[censored], im going back to HQ with, or without you five."

The squad said hi to the camera and left.

"Civil war hey? We can use that to our advantage. Thank you for the information nonetheless but we do not need distractions. We will continue on to D.C. and confront the Brotherhood of Steel." said John. John walked to the Sentry Bots corpse and looked at the camera also
"It appears someone in this place is using robots as scouts, probably the Brotherhood." said John, he knelt down to the camera smiled and said "Were taking your secret weapon ya bastards!" John stood up and continued to journey to D.C. with the rest of the squad.

Alex Johanson-New Springvale-Late Afternoon:

Alex started to get worried when the sun started.

"Where the hell is she?" he paced around his living room, then he went to Joe, Vito, and Frankie.

"Joe, keep your men on constant guard duty around the town. Vito, keep constant checks on the residents, and Frankie, send a team out to look for Mary." he said with his men in a unison "Yes Sir!"

Alex pulled out a Cigar and started smoking it "Jesus, Mary come home.."
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Carlo Fraser-Wasteland-Night:

"Where is she?" he said to his squad mates as they looked for Mary

"Dunno Carlo, maybe the Talon Company took her..." said Tony

"Damn it, if they did-No they couldn't of...but maybe they did..." he said with a sigh

"Don't worry mate." said another man "We will find her."

They walked over a dead body and a deathclaw.

Mary

The blood stains on the cloth that was used to cover Mary's mouth were so thick, they almost went inside her mouth. The man who had captured her and another larger man were talking about her, what they would do with her. Mary struggled to get out of the ropes that had her hands tied, but that stopped with a groan from the capturer.

"I want you to contact her little friend." the larger man told the capturer. The man looked confused and asked a question.

"What do I say?"

"JUST GET HIM ON THE LINE!"

The capturer ran off, scared, while the large man strode towards Mary.

"We're going to have a little big of fun, sweetheart."

Alex Johanson-Communications house-Night:

"Sir, theres a call from....a Fort Bannister." said Vito

"Bastards, give me the phone" Alex grabbed it and talked on it

"Yes?" Alex said

"Talk to my commander." said the man as he ran.

"GET ON THE LINE WITH CARLO! I WANT ALL OF THE TALON COMPANY DEAD!" Alex said, and Vito ran to the other comm set.
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Carlo Fraser-Somewhere outside Fort Bannister-Night:

"Your crazy Vito, we can slip in with Talon Company armor, but we can only get in, get her out, and get going." Carlo said

"Got that Vito, Godspeed." Carlo hung up the comm, he found the old armor dump, and him and his squad slipped into Talon Company armor, they walked into Fort Bannister

"Has anyone been captured recently?" Carlo asked a merc

"Yea, some sixy woman a few hours ago, shes in that building." The Merc pointed to a building

"Thank you..." Carlo and his squad walked to the building.

Mary

Mary was laid out on the bed, still tied up. The commander walked up to her, smiling. He crouched down to her and breathed down her neck. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." he told her. She knew what was coming, but she also knew that it wasn't. Suddenly, a squad of men came into the building. The commander looked at them.

"Wait here a minute, cupcake. This will only take a minute." the commander walked over to the men. All of them were muscular and strong. But compared to the commander, they looked like ants compared to the Eiffel Tower.

"What do you gentlemen need?"

Carlo Fraser-Fort Bannister-Night

"Your head on a sliver platter." Carlo replied coldly, he ran up to the man, and jabbed a knife into his throat, blood gushed out of his neck, but it was too late, the other Merc was killed by a FN FAL bullet to the head.

"You must be Mary, Alex has been sending teams out looking for you." they untied her, and gave her Talon Company Armor

"We cannot risk getting spotted, help me hide the bodies." Carlo, Tony, and the rest of the squad hid the bodies. They looked out the window, and saw a mass of Talon Company held up around the front of the building

"Mary, get out through the back door, take this rope, tell Alex we went down fighting." Carlo threw her a rope and a rifle, and showed her the back door

"For the Mafia."

Borgia Manus

Borgia sat at his desk in Eulogy's old room, now his room, and read the slave sheet set to be sold to Ashur. Paradise's slave pens were becoming cramped, and Borgia wanted to sell. He had already issued an order that random wastelanders were not to be shot on sight should they be un-hostile, in an attempt to encourage visits to Paradise Falls. Borgia's slavers were no longer to be seen as raiders. They were soldiers.

Borgia also had faction armour produced for his slavers. Only about fifty had been made so far. They were either a merc veteran suit or a merc charmer suit, depending on preference. The outfits were light blue, with Paradise Falls on the back in pink http://attractivewall.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/rage_italic.jpg Borgia found a book in one of Eulogy's dressers about the 1980's, and the types of colours mesmerised him. So attractive. So bright. So... optimistic. The irony made him chuckle.

Borgia found the person who designed Eulogy's suit, and asked him to make the new faction apparel. The designer lived far away, in California, but Borgia wanted the armour, and paid good caps for the faction outfits and the delivery costs through caravans. They had still not all arrived yet.


Borgia light up a cigar and focused back on the sheet. He added more slaves to the sheet. Ashur certainly wouldn't be able to take all of them, so Borgia had to pick the more useless ones. Most did nothing but sit around dreaming of escape, however some actually contributed in the hopes of being released.

Borgia entered a knock from the door. "Come in," he shouted absent-mindedly. Forty entered.

"Borgia, there is another arrival of clothes."

Borgia nodded and stood from his desk. He walked to one of his cabinets and opened it, retrieving a sack of caps. Borgia closed the cabinet and chucked the sack to Forty.

"What variation?"

"Um, charmer I think," Forty replied dumbly. Borgia nodded and sat back in his chair. He realised he had forgotten to turn on the radio, and quickly shifted it to his new favourite channel.


---does not make the Slavers any less dangerous however. If anything, they are a bigger danger then ever before. That however, is nothing compared to a group of people that have been causing havoc all over our Wasteland, known as The Militia. What are the Militia you might ask? From the reports I have aquired through both my sentries and you good citizens, they are a rampant group of people going everywhere, killing everything, thinking themselves heroes when really all they are doing is making themselves enemies. It is possible that this Militia has been split into other groups, a Mafia being amongst them. Rumors that are going out say they were once apart of the Talon Company. More news coming up soon, but for now, here is some music. Skeeter Davis, good people, with "The End of the World"


Borgia chuckled. The raspy "Programmer" sure knew his stuff, perhaps a little later than GNR however.

Forty returned at the door.

"Borgia, Ymir returns from his patrol of Big Town,"

"Sent him in, Forty. Ymir entered, followed by his son.

"Borgia, we have told you our suspicion about the so-called Brotherhood attacking Paradise Falls," Ymir began. Borgia silently motioned for Ymir to continue.

"The power armoured cretins who attacked here three weeks ago have a small outpost at Big Town."

"What? Big Town?" Borgia closed his eyes for a moment. He had seen his father killed at the hands of the Brotherhood, and thus knew it was not them who attacked Paradise Falls. He believed the slavers needed someone to blame, and until Borgia found out who, he blamed them.

"This is most interesting. Send a scout out, scale the town from afar. We will then determine if we shall attack."

"Yes friend," Ymir replied respectfully and left. Borgia waited a moment and followed him out the door to the exterior of Falls.

A sniper tower lay at the entrance of Falls. Small nests made from sandbags lay atop the buildings, looking out to the Wasteland. A barricades along Falls had been reinforced and surrounded with mines. Borgia had learned from the assault, if anything else. Paradise Falls would no longer become susceptible to unsuspected attacks.

Lucas "Reaper Caine - Fort Independence - Outside Interrogation Chamber

Lucas stood outside looking through the interrogation chamber glass pane hoping that the raider prisoner would spill her guts. Though even after two weeks of torture the woman still wouldn't spill the beans and Lucas was beginning to lose patience. The sound of power armored boots came clanking down the hallway which broke the androids gaze. Colonel Riktor walked up to the viewing window and d watched the interrogation for several minutes before addressing Lucas.

"Caine, why would you pick Moffet as your interrogator? I would have cracked that [censored] in an hour tops.", the Colonel said harshly.

Lucas scoffed at the Colonel's comment. "I think not! Moffet is a sadist and has tried every trick in the book to no avail."

Lucas growing impatient skulked off to The Hanged Man for a drink.

Omega Squad. North D.C. "The House" July 3rd. 8:23 PM

Omega Squad had was now in the northern part of D.C. they found an intact townhouse and turned it into there base and dubbed it "The House". They knew they would be in D.C. for at least three months so they needed a place to operate out of. The House had three levels, the basemant, ground floor, and upstairs. Upstairs was for sleeping, ground floor was the living area, and the basemant was the briefing room and armory.

John and Tera Adams

John was lying in bed with his wife Tera, they were talking about back home but quickly stopped once they heard gunshots coming from outside. They both jumped out of bed and got there clothes on and began to run down to the basemant, Lucien and Ryan followed while Dominic was already out the door. Once the other four soldiers got there weapons from the basemants they followed Dominic outside, Dominic had taken cover behind a dumpster, it was just raiders. The squad quickly obliterated the raiders, they were nothing compared to the raiders back home, they were crazy weak drug fiends who happened to have high powered weapons, but the squads guns were better.

"[censored] ruined a perfectly good moment to go and kill some crazy [censored] drugged up pieces of low life [censored]!" yelled John.

"Calm down honey we can continue now lets just go back inside." said Tera.

"I can't wait to go back home."

"Once we get whatever the Brotherhood has we can John."

Mary

"Your head on a sliver platter." the leader of the gang replied to the commander's question. The man jabbed his throat with a knife and the other merc was killed with a bullet to the head. The squad looked proud of themselves and they ran over to rescue Mary.

"You must be Mary, Alex has been sending teams out looking for you." they untied her, and gave her Talon Company Armor. Mary put on the armor with her clothes on the bottom. The squad looked at the bodies of the commander and the merc and told her, "We cannot risk getting spotted, help me hide the bodies," Mary lifted the merc's body with ease, but the commander's was way more heavier. They hid them and the squad looked outside the window to see a bunch of Tlaon Company merc gathered round the main building. "Mary, get out through the back door, take this rope, tell Alex we went down fighting," the man threw her a rope and showed her the back door. "For the Mafia."

Mary ran outside to see a huge cliff blocking her path. It would take longer to take the way around, but it was her only choice. Suddenly, a large, muscular figure larger than commander came out of the building. It's eyes were red, dark red, and its muscles were almost as big as a car.

"DID YOU THINK IT WOULD BE THAT EASY, LITTLE GIRL?" the creature yelled at her. "NO ONE ESCAPES ME!!!!" The creature slammed its body where Mary was, but she dodged just in time. "FOOL!"

OOC: The commander had taken drugs that make him huge. He's going be like a boss in a video game.

Carlo Frazer-Fort Bannister-Night

The commander stood up, Carlo and the squad looked amazed, they shot at him, more like it, but it wouldn't go down, the commander picked them up, and threw them through the wall, killing them instantly. Carlos last, frantic words were

"MARY! JUMP FOR IT!"

Mary

Mary saw as the commander killed the squad and turned back to her. She looked down the cliff, then at the commander. The commander smiled, and walked towards her. "GO, LITTLE GIRL, JUMP! AT LEAST THE PAIN WILL BE LESS THAN ME RIPPING YOU IN HALF!!!"

"You'd be crazy to think I would jump that." Mary said, and took out her sword. The commander had an even wider grin this time.

"YOU'RE GOING TO FIGHT BACK? WELL BRING IT ON!" the commander ran towards her and smashed his fist into the ground. Mary dodged the attack and sliced the commander's wrist in half. The commander pulled it back, screaming. He brought his head down to head smash her, but she dodged that too and sliced a part of his head. He lifted his head back up and stomped his foot. Mary stabbed his foot and she flew into the air when the commander fell. She put her sword in front of her and pushed it into his heart. She pulled it out and the commander stood back up. She got her sword and stabbed it through his leg and climbed it and stabbed it it again until she was at his head. She stabbed it through his eye and the commander fell once a gain. She pounded it through his heart again. Now, the commander punched his arm into the ground...and Mary didn't dodge.

He brought her up to his face and said, "ANY LAST WORDS?" Mary looked dead, but she was actually quite well, the punch didn't hurt as much as she thought it would. She responded to the commander.

"Yes."

"WHAT ARE THEY?"

"For the Mafia!" she stabbed his hand and then jabbed it through his heart once more. Mary fell to the ground unhurt as the commander's stomach began to get bigger. It was going to blow. She turned to the cliff and had no doubts: she jumped.

OOC: The commander grew as big as a slightly large house. Not that he was as tall as a skyscraqer or anything. His head was far from the ground and his chest were 12 feet from the ground.

"A declaration of war, is it? I accept your challenge, scumbags!" VAtris slammed his fist against the desk before beginning to frantically type command after command. He had just witnessed Reaver be used as a target dummy. Thankfully, his attacks were not the smartest folks, and thankfully Vatris's play dead command worked just perfectly. The fools were stupid enough to show there very faces in the camera, revealing those bastard Mafia... Militia.. who cares, they were both a burden to a growing society, and they were both going to get there retribution soon.

//C:Reaver: Reboot.RunDamageScan
Running...........ScanComplete.
MinorLimbDamage.Mayrequiremaintenance.

Vatris gave off a sigh. Hopefully, he could find a decent merchant out in the north area that could fix Reaver's leg up. If not, he could try to fix the robot himself using the hand he built for it. Even then though, it wasn't exactly easy operating the damn thing using only a keyboard.

"I really need to make some sort of... trigger maybe. Remote control... a controller! Yes, a controller!" Vatris gave off a chuckle, shaking his head as he typed in a few more commands.

//C:Reaver: MeetUpWithEye1.SwitchOutHolo-Records.

He then pressed the tab key, the camera going from the view of the Sentry Bot to that of a Eyebot flying across a street. The same one he had hacked two weeks ago. His fingers went to work once more.

//C:Eye1:SwitchOutHolo-RecordsWithReaver.DeliverAllDataSixHoursPointA

"I otta spruce up the command a bit when I expand, but that will do for now." He pressed the enter key as Tim bumped against a shelf. "Tim, judging from what I saw while looking through the eyes of Reaver, it would appear that the Wasteland has another group involved."

"Shall I inform Mieux?" The Mr.HAndy floated toward the door, ready to leave.

"No... not yet. I need to observe the recording once it get's delivered. Make yourself useful Ball-Of-Steel. Go down to the RobCo facility, record it out for me so I can anolyze what machines I will need to send down there to repair it."

"Yes, your Royal Highness."

"And if you give me a tone one more time, Ill use you to make Legion I swear by the flesh on my face!"

Random Trader-Foot of the Cliff at Fort Bannister-Night:

The trader set up a fire, and went to sleep, he was awoken by a man yelling, he looked up, and saw a woman repelling down on a rope

"What the hell have I been smoking...." he said to himself, the woman looked confused

"Damn, That bastard Harry musta slipped drugs in these smokes..." mumbled the Trader "Wait, you look like a Mafia lady, a bunch of people were looking for a woman named Mary, they said if I saw you, to tell you Alex is looking for you."