Next Mission

[headquarters]

July 21st 1900 hrs DeCorba Castle Temperature :19 C*

The hazy evening sky dimmed out the setting sun .A veil of greyish mist covered it ,leaving only a bleak luminecsent disc where once a fiery orchestra of colours had played out in sunsets past. DeCorba stood peering out from behind the steel shutters that covered the windows.To think that the sunsets from the castle had once been the envy of all the richest people of its heyday.He guessed that it might still be though ,looking down on the land below his castle -already in darkness so early in the day .The soft sound of footsteps approaching made him turn .His wife came up to him .Still looking straight as an arrow -a beautiful figure.Even if she did have the gas mask on .They all did now.The tinyest speck of dust inhaled into the lungs or lodged in the throath could be fatal.The children hated the masks .He didnt dare tell them of the fate of the kids who had no masks or whose filters had been saturated .He saw them strewn along the wayside every day as he went out on patrols.Instead he chided them gently and promised even more fantastic rewards for them every new day if they just would keep the masks on.His candy debt was in the hundreds of pounds range already.Ah well.Soon they would be rid of the masks when inside .In a few weeks the masks could come of for as long as there was no wind when outside.The dust will cool of he told himself over and over .
His wife handed him the gunbelt.He put the belt on not bothering to check the gun or the spare magazines.He knew she would have personally cleaned and loaded the pistol.

Funny how she always grew warmer towards him when times were hard .

Tonight he would begin walking through the coastal ranges.Sometime tomorrow he would be at his objective.Atascadero - deep in NDP country.

wether or not you actually play the rest of this patrol is up to the players to agree on .

[General Pain]

Originally Posted by headquarters

The hazy evening sky dimmed out the setting sun .A veil of greyish mist covered it ,leaving only a bleak luminecsent disc where once a fiery orchestra of colours had played out in sunsets past. DeCorba stood peering out from behind the steel shutters that covered the windows.To think that the sunsets from the castle had once been the envy of all the richest people of its heyday.He guessed that it might still be though ,looking down on the land below his castle -already in darkness so early in the day .The soft sound of footsteps approaching made him turn .His wife came up to him .Still looking straight as an arrow -a beautiful figure.Even if she did have the gas mask on .They all did now.The tinyest speck of dust inhaled into the lungs or lodged in the throath could be fatal.The children hated the masks .He didnt dare tell them of the fate of the kids who had no masks or whose filters had been saturated .He saw them strewn along the wayside every day as he went out on patrols.Instead he chided them gently and promised even more fantastic rewards for them every new day if they just would keep the masks on.His candy debt was in the hundreds of pounds range already.Ah well.Soon they would be rid of the masks when inside .In a few weeks the masks could come of for as long as there was no wind when outside.The dust will cool of he told himself over and over .
His wife handed him the gunbelt.He put the belt on not bothering to check the gun or the spare magazines.He knew she would have personally cleaned and loaded the pistol.

Funny how she always grew warmer towards him when times were hard .

Tonight he would begin walking through the coastal ranges.Sometime tomorrow he would be at his objective.Atascadero - deep in NDP country.

hmmm intersting....how would I get myself a wife like that.....all the women my character meet are; deranged unreliable,insane,evil,psychotic and has tendences towards suicide...ahh women ...the highs get higher and the lows get more frequent.

[headquarters]

Originally Posted by General Pain

hmmm intersting....how would I get myself a wife like that.....all the women my character meet are; deranged unreliable,insane,evil,psychotic and has tendences towards suicide...ahh women ...the highs get higher and the lows get more frequent.

Imagine the type of woman that actually enters into a relationship with the general- the head of a death cult and a man with thousands of lives on his hands.(consider the sudden and inexplicable deaths of his close family members over the years ).

Takes a special sort of woman I guess.

[General Pain]

Originally Posted by headquarters

Imagine the type of woman that actually enters into a relationship with the general- the head of a death cult and a man with thousands of lives on his hands.(consider the sudden and inexplicable deaths of his close family members over the years ).

Takes a special sort of woman I guess.

they were all accident prone - my conscience is clean

[headquarters]

Originally Posted by General Pain

they were all accident prone - my conscience is clean

what conscience?

[General Pain]

he he u got me there