» Fri Jul 22, 2011 2:21 am INTRODUCTION
October 19th, 2281
The Mojave Wasteland
“Finally were here, the Mojave, this is where the Red Raven Squad will finally make it!” cheered John who was the founder and leader of the RRS. “Chill out John it’s been three days.” said Scarlet a member of the RRS. “Really, only three days? Damn I never knew I was that bored.” joked John. “Well now that were here where do we go?” asked Silas who was the co-founder of the RRS. “New [censored] Vegas!” screamed Dominic, the brute of the RRS. “Dominic’s got the right idea, [censored]s, alcohol and gambling is just what I need after a three days walk.” said John ecstatically. “I agree with John, some booze is just what I need.” said Scarlet. “Don’t you think we should look for some work first, I mean that’s why we came here? You know what, [censored] it, were getting [censored] up!” said Silas enthusiastically.
The RRS had finished their journey to the Mojave and had started their journey to New Vegas. Business would have to wait, but the RRS didn’t care, they knew they deserved a break. The journey to Vegas was easier than expected, a single road lead straight to it. It was a long road though and took a few hours to arrive but when the RRS showed up they knew it was worth it, they were greeted to a sight ten times more glorious than the streets of New Reno. Unfortunately the RRS realized they would have to go through an area called Freeside, which was a piece of [censored]. The streets were filled with bums, drunks and thugs, there were a few areas that looked better but the whole place was in a bad state, thankfully this wasn’t where the RRS was staying, the grand streets of the Strip was there destination.
When they finally got to the Strips gate they had a short moment of cheer, the Robots that guarded the entrance where unlike any robot the RRS had seen before, they knew they were called Securitrons from friends back in California who had told them about their visits to the Strip. One of the Securitrons asked to see a passport or for a credit check, each of the RRS members submitted to a credit check and each passed, it was a hassle to get into the place but it would be worth it. As the gate to the Strip opened the RRS was greeted to the wondrous sight of the Strip, the most amazing things the RRS saw in California were nothing compared to the Strip, this was the place to be and the RRS were extremely glad they realized this.
