Travling around the Wasteland. (Plot Inside) (Open!!)

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    History: (No Unknowns or Find outs)
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    Name:Conner
    History: Found in the smoldering Ashes of his house, Grew up with Evil people around him.
    Personalty:Evil, if he looks at you soulessly, You'd better run!
    Wepeons:Settler Pistol, Desert Crossbow, Combat shotgun and a Sniper rifle
    Reputation:So far -52
    The number is how evil or Good you wanna be. So -52 is bassiclly really bad.


    Plot

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    Conner was walking around his back sore from His weapons on his back. He was very thirsty. Gotta get to wellsprings to deliver the message. He was giving an Important message to Mayor Clayton, of Wellsprings, A humble and Normal town. He travelled for 3 days, trying to stay out of Bandits Way.

    Name:Kendall Jo Fox
    History:She was found in a makeshift shelter, and was kidnapped by some bandits. She escaped and is alone now.
    Other:Kendall in western clothes though. XD
    Wepeons:
    Reputation:-35 so far

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    Accepted!! Start Rping!!

    Conner quickly sat down of the shade of the dunes, He saw a Bandit, He quickly took out his crossbow, loaded a Bolt and aimed it at the head. The bandit was talking by a radio, He heard Did you see her? He quickly shot the head, and the bolt flew, Going straight into his Brain. "Boom Headshot" He said and smirked evilly

    Name: Meagan
    History: Meagan had been raised by complete idiots, usually always partying. Being tired of them she ended up killing the two before venturing out into the wilderness by herself.
    Personality: After killing her parents her personality took a major twist. The girl who used to be so kind and nice was now a complete killer, getting what she wants when she wants. If someone decides not to listen they'll have some trouble on their hands.
    Weapons: Multiple throwing knives, and a sword.
    Reputation: -44, may get better or worse.

    Accepted!!!
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    Conner quickly ran over to the bandit and Got back his bolt. He reloded his Crossbow, and quickly walked around the body, hoping to find something.

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    Meagan was walking, looking around for any bandits. She was wearing a belt, different knives ready for her picking. Then she had a backpack with extra weapons. Not her sword though. That was swinging from her hand carelessly.

    Conner quickly looked behind him, He saw an Animal, Thank god for Food. He nearly forgot his Assigmnet

    Name: Brooklyn (Brook) Nightling
    History: She grew up in a large-ish town, happy until her parents were killed in a pandemic of disease. She survived, but left the town, and has kind of become a rouge, both stopping bad people, and robbing travelers. She is very fast and keeps to the shadows, so she is rarely seen.
    Other: What she looks like:

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    She usually has on dark clothes, too.
    Weapons: A couple of regular daggers, five throwing knives, and a crossbow.
    Reputation: 0, she doesn't make a name for herself either way.

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    Conner aimed his settler Pistol at it. He shot the Deer. He ran up to it, got out his bowie knife and started cutting it for food.
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    Accepted

    His eyes looked at her. He smirked evilly, "Just get out of my way and you'll get to live."

    Brook was perched in the tree, her face dappled by the sunlight. She frowned at the people below her, and shifted her spot without making a sound. She'd had practice.
    She had let her guard down for one night and picked an easy tree to climb and sleep in. And now she couldn't escape. She fingered one of the daggers in her belt, her crossbow was slung over her back. She breathed evenly and just hoped that she could get down soon.

    "Get out of your way and I'll get to live? Sounds like a pretty nice offer. Only one thing. I'm not in your way." Meagan gave a smile, putting her free hand on her belt where the throwing knives were. Although, she carefully took a couple steps back not wanting to get hurt yet.