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  • Lachlan Hoffmann was on trading duty at Phoenix Military Base with a bottle of Nuka Cola and his helmet was on the counter he looked worried.

    A Legion caravan that'd recently traded with the Enclave headed east down the road.

    (Warning: Pheonix is in the Utah wasteland which is mostly Legion territory so I advice that if your character is apart of the NCR dont come in waring a uniform it'll most likely get the attention of the Legion as well as the Enclave.)

    (Current posting order: Spocklan116, Kastera1000, CaptainCain, Imthesteve'97, Eden2012, Veteran Legionary)

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    • (Hey Spock I'll join in eventually but I'm with Steve at stars of the Midnight ranger...You know this.)

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    • (Yeah Yeah I know just putting it out there I don't really expect anyone to join in just as it's created)

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    • (I might join, but wouldn't it be odd for anyone not affiliated with the Enclave to be on one of their military bases?)

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    • (Well technicly it isnt in the base and the enclave there are kind of cut off from the main force thats on the east coast so they can do what they want basicly like trying to earn the enclave a "good" reputation and not pissing off the major factions and most of the personnel came from Vault 116 so yeah not as "mutie" hateing as the rest of the enclave. I'll explain it some more soon. I Have a feeling if Eden ever decides to join...Cronos won't be so happy XD)

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    • (Once everything/everyone gets sorted out, I'll join in. Texas' wanderlust would definitely bring him to Utah.)

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    • (Well, I guess anyone can join when they want. No point in waiting for others to voice their intent to join...)

      Theodore "Texas" Calhoun unknowingly sat a few kilometers north of Phoenix MB, at his campfire, noodling a tune on his harmonica. Glancing to the west, he was surprised to see a sandstorm quickly brewing and knew he had to seek some form of shelter to avoid being flayed alive. He smothered his campfire and set off south, tying a bandana around his mustachioed face and buttoning his overcoat.

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    • Lachlan waited for a trader and mumbled to himself.

      "Always hate waiting hours for the next person to come"

      Lachlan drank down a gulp of Nuka Cola then noticed the incoming sandstorm and put his helmet on.

      "Damn sandstorms."

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    • (hey spock I'll join in eventually I'm just trying to keep George's timeline in order)

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    • Texas urgently hiked through the desert sand, confused by how freakishly quickly the sandstorm formed; the western horizon had been completely calm 20 minutes ago. He crested a sand dune and spied a fort a couple hundred meters off.

      "That'll do," he scoffed as he slid down the dune toward the structure.

      Calhoun came into Lachlan's field of vision and was fast approaching.

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    • Lachlan noticed the man running towards the base and pulled out his 5.56mm Pistol

      "Halt Wasteland this is government property if you came here to seek shelter from the storm give your weapons to the guards at the gate and they'll let you in and bring you to our workers barracks."

      Lachlan closed the trading post shutters.

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    • (After your turn might keep it at a halt for Cain or someone else to join)

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    • (Like me? Come on, how's a Mormon wastelander supposed to resist Utah?)

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    • In an internal monologue, Texas debated the offer.

      "Great... Enclave's playing "Federal Government" again. Would have stayed at Dead Horse Point if I knew they were gonna be here! *sigh* Guess I ain't got much of a choice now. Just keep yer wits about ya... and yer fists. The girls ain't energy weapons, so they ain't gonna be strippin' 'em for parts 'r research..."

      "Long as ya keep my guns safe, you got yerself a deal, Mr. Government Agent, sir!", Texas shouted to the now closed trading post, rolling his eyes. He jogged to the PMB gate and awaited instruction from the Enclave personnel.

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    • George had seen the seemingly suprise sandstorm kick up out of no where,

      Damn he thought, I knew Utah was a tough place but not this tough

      As he hoofed his way along the barren desert he spotted a structure in the distance,

      Whats that?

      As he grew closer he saw that it was some sort of military post, Uh Oh better not be Legion Then he spotted the signature shape of Advanced Power Armor, Enclave Damn

      Good thing I'm not in my uniform, hope Lachlans home.

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    • (George is leading an advanced force to the NCR offensive into Utah)

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    • Aaron Scott spotted the sandstorm fast approaching and started picking up his pace, following whichever direction he was prompted to go.

      I don't normally doubt my wife, but why she thought it was a good idea for me to take a delivery request that takes me out here, I'll never know, but this was the worst time for one.

      The Mormon gradually picked up his pace and came to a run as he spotted a military structure ahead and felt prompted to keep going.

      Never question Providence!

      He spotted other figures approaching the apparently Enclave owned base and eventually came upon a face that he recognized.

      "George my friend, how are you?!" he greeted enthusiastically, grabbing his hand to shake it. "Nice to know I have friends out here."

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    • "Ok wastelander hand over your weapons they will be taken to a secure storage room we asure you no harm will be done to them you will be given them when you leave." Said the right gate guard

      "Sergeant Hoffmann will escort you to the workers barracks" Said the left guard

      Lachlan waited at the gate for Texas to give his weapons to the guard.

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    • (whats the order now?)

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    • (Oh and I'm thinking of making it pre-second battle of hoover dam if you guys don'y mind cause I was planning on this RP to have something to do with it...you'll find out more in RP)

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    • (H'ok buddy, but George, lachlan and Aaron all still know one another right, whats the posting order?)

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    • (Updated it look at the top also yes I would say this RP would be after the events of Stars of the midnight rangers)

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    • (cool, seems like fun)

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    • Texas prefaced his actions to assure that he wouldn't get on the bad side of the guys with plasma rifles.

      "OK, I'm openin' my coat to get out my weapons. I ain't pullin' nothin' sketchy," he said deliberately as he unbuttoned his coat.

      He upholstered his Magnums, unloaded and pocketed the ammunition before sliding them to a guard. Flinging his pack onto the table, he retrieved a lever action shotgun inside and, again, unloaded and pocketed the shells. He shimmied the rifle holster off his back and unloaded the rounds inside the tube before sliding it to the guard. He drew the tomahawk from his belt, resisted the urge to embed it into the table, and calmly handed it to the guard by the head.

      "Will a pat down be necessary, fellas, or can I go inside? Storm's comin' in faster than a shakin' Jet junkie."

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    • (Texas would be in Coyote Bluff before the First Battle of Hoover Dam, but I suppose he could be on a expedition looking for his wife. He was born in Utah too, so he could be being nostalgic too.)

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    • (Not the first kas the second battle...)

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    • (Slip of the tongue on my part, but my point still stands; Texas returned to Utah shortly before the Second Battle of Hoover Dam.)

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    • (It's your turn CaptainCain)

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    • George looked to his left at the friendly cry, "Aaron? Well shit man I haven;t seen you since the Mojave, how have you been?"

      George walked up alongside Aaron happy to have run into someone he knew, "Hows the wife?"

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    • "Wonderful, but she had me make a delivery out here at the worst time, it seems," Aaron answered with a chuckle. "How's the service been treating you?"

      The two would eventually come upon the trading post shutters, where someone was bound to be waiting.

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    • "No it wont" said the guard as he opened the gate.

      Lachlan aproached Texas.

      "Ok follow me..."

      Lachlan noticed George and Aaron by the trading post.

      "What the?"

      Lachlan aproached them.

      "Well this is a suprise."

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    • Texas mused to himself as Lachlann walked past him to meet his Mojave friends, "Oh, don't worry about an old buzzard like me. I'm sure I can find my way to barracks by myself..."

      "C'mon!" he barked to Aaron and George. "Storm's rollin' in fast an' I don' wanna be stuck out in it because you fellas were lollygaggin'!"

      Calhoun rested his butt and palms against the table, waiting to the others to collect at the gate.

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    • "Alright lets go everybody!" George sprinted into the post, happy to have met his old friends again. His life since their misadventures had brought him to command a Vanguard for the NCR move to dislodge the Legion from Utah, George had traveled off on his own to see if he couldn't do some recon and of course have the Enclave support the NCR, in exchange for amnesty to all their remaining members within the NCR.

      "Lachlan my freind I have been waiting to speak with you...perhaps now isn't the best time but later I will need a word with you and your Enclave friends"

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    • Aaron sprinted with George and recognized the familiar sound of Lachlan's voice modulated through a power helmet.

      "This keeps getting better and better!" he said, giving a brief, three-fingered Boy Scout salute to Lachlan. "Good to see you!"

      (Aaron needs to be delivering some sort of package out here. Possibly relevant to the plot?)

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    • A newly-created Vertibird with a fresh coat of black paint and Enclave emblems sported on it's sides and stern approaches the base, coming from the direction of the Falls Edge/Colusa complex. Slowly but surely, it releases it's landing gear and plops itself down in a designated landing zone in the Phoenix Military Base.

      Inside, Special Agent CRONOS and two Enclave Onyx Troopers prepare to make contact with a Caesar's Legion centurion to insure continuing cooperation between the Enclave and the Legion...

      (This would take some time, so I'll get out and walk/interact with my next turn.)

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    • (Maybe CRONOS and George can duke it out? opposing ideals?)

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    • "Yeah good to meet you again."

      Lachlan heard the vertibird and turned around.

      "Oh no" Lachlan turned to George and Aaron and whispered to them "I Wouldn't talk about the NCR around the person who comes out of that Vertibird if i were you."

      Lachlan then started walking into the base.

      "Ok come on we will take your weapons once were inside."

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    • Texas spoke up, "What? They don't hafta disarm themselves outside? I see how it is..."

      He got up from the table and stood until Lachlan could lead him and rest of the sandstorm refugee into the barracks. In the couple of seconds he had, Texas eyed the rare occurrence of a Vertibird up close, and sneered.

      When Lachlan was in earshot of Calhoun, he questioned, "Who are these guys? Friends o' yers?"

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    • The hatch of the Vertibird opens with a loud clank, and the two Onyx Troopers take point, casually brandishing Laser RCW's and breathing oddly mechanical. The man himself, CRONOS takes his time in getting out, looking intently at his Pip-Boy 2000 Model E handheld device.

      Eventually, he stands in front of the two Onyx's, lowering his armored arms Pip-Boy still in hand, and looks forward to Lachlan.

      "Sergeant, status report. These civilians aren't giving you any stress, I trust..."

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    • (Oh Eden uhh there is a first come first serve policy for this it's at the top should of told you about that)

      (Current posting order: Spocklan116, Kastera1000, CaptainCain, Imthesteve'97, Eden2012)

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    • (Consider that my next IC response then. Apologies, I'm not used to this method of RP, heh.)

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    • "Hey I recognize that guy" George said to Aaron, "Bastard killed a whole supply caravan all on his own...you just wait till he gets that armor off he ain't so tough without it"

      noticing Texas, "Hello friend names George, George Taylor...friend you look vaguley familiar hevae we met before?"

      George looked at the vertibird, "Huh last time I saw one of those it was buried in the side of a moutain..."

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    • (welcome to the game Eden)

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    • "Like I said: Better and better," Aaron said with a disliked tone. "Not sure if I should be frightened or just laugh at the theatrics."

      He began disarming himself, relinquishing all of his weapons and holding them all in one arm, including the plasma pistol Lachlan gave him.

      "Where should I drop these?"

      (I need a delivery idea from somebody. Some sort of important package that takes Aaron into Utah)

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    • (firearms from the NCR to the Dead Horses?)

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    • (that'd be a lotta guns for one courier to carry. Joshua Graham has .45 autos. Maybe ammo? Easier to carry around)

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    • (Information doesn't weight anything. Maybe forwarding intel from back home in CA to isolated NCR bases in UT?)

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    • (he's a freelance courier. I doubt the NCR would trust him to do that)

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    • (Still, if you're looking for a lightweight package, information in your preferred method. How about Aaron carrying a GPS tracker for a caravan company so they can map out potential markets?)

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    • (Ooh! Mapping data for the entire region meant to go to a caravan company that just so happens to have military potential?)

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    • "Just leave them on a table in the barracks I'll call over someone to pick them up"

      Lachlan turned to CRONOS.

      "No sir they arn't causing any trouble and Lieutenaut Henderson has a status report ready just go down to the third floor command room."

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    • Texas took George firmly by the hand and shook it, introducing himself.

      "Naw pardner, I don't believe we have met... at least not formally. I'd remember a man with a six gun like that," he said pointing at George's Magnum, impressed with its size. "Name's Texas, pardner. You wouldn't happen to be a pistoleer, would ya?" Texas questioned as Lachlan escorted the three into the base.

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    • "Nope, No I'm what you might call a Federal...how about that power armored guy over there huh? I'm here to try and talk with these guys but he looks like he'd rather kill me that talk to me"

      George noticed Texas' lack pf weapons, "Wait they disarmed you? Oh thats never a good"

      George looked to Lachlan, "Hey Lachlan can you come over here a minute"

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    • Aaron left his weapons where he was advised to and took a seat, removing his stetson.

      "It seems we all have a love for the .44 magnum," he said. "I carry both a revolver and a rifle that takes them. Oh!"

      The Mormon offered his hand to Texas to shake.

      "Aaron Scott," he introduced himself.

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    • CRONOS nods to Lachlan.

      "Alright then, that's where I'll be."

      The two Onyx Troopers take point and escort CRONOS to the command room on the lower levels of the base. The old man can't help but not like the look of George for some reason, leering at him through the bright-yellow goggles of his helmet.

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    • "Well uh i'll be inside just uhh put your guns on a table and someone will come and put them in safe storage."

      Lachlan opened the door and entered the building. Lachlan  sighed and said to himself

      "He just had to come today didn't he....probably going to "asure cooperation" between us and the legion like thats going to help with our already soiled reputation with the wastes."

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    • Texas, Aaron and George continued walking to the barracks with Lachlan leading the way. Calhoun picked up on the concern in Lachlan's voice and nudged his power armored shoulder. He spoke in a hushed tone, "Hey, you guys [Lachlan and CRONOS] got a history? We gonna be safe from him in the barracks?" He tacked on, "This is why I didn't wanna give up my guns."

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    • "That guy scares me and I haven't been able to say that about someone I've faced since Centurion Scipio"

      George set his revolver, battle rifle and grenades down in front of the guards.

      "You think we'll be used for FEV tests?" George whispered to Texas and Aaron, "I mean Lachlan is the only Enclaver that isn't some genocidal nut...at least I've ever met"

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    • "We'll be fine," Aaron chimed in. "Lachlan wouldn't let anything happen to us. He's a good sort.

      "After all, beneath the Power Armor, he's still a human. Same as all of us. He just has the better gear, is all."

      Aaron leaned back and took out a holodisk from his pocket, making sure it was not damaged.

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    • CRONOS reaches the command room and takes a seat, grunting audibly in the process and then sighing with a hint of relief. Nodding to his two Onyx Troopers, he gives them a command.

      "Inform Kaesar's representative that I am ready and waiting, as is his tribute."

      The Onyx's nod in unison, activating their cloaking devices, and disappear into the shadows, hurrying along to bring the Centurion Pilate to the command room.

      CRONOS eyes the barely functioning security feed of the complex, keeping a paranoid eye on the civilians admitted into the base as part of an experimental operating procedure he condones, but is nevertheless fearful of...

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    • "Uh George you talked about something to do with negations or something, Also yes we do i've served with him a few times he was born back on the oil rig and those old members hate wastelanders especialy the NCR can't blame them."

      Lachlan coughed and put his hand on his chest.

      "Damn my chest still hurts from what happened in mojave have to take a load of Med-x everyday."

      Lachlan pulled out a Med-x syringe and injected it.

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    • Texas continued being escorted without wanting to get into wasteland politics too much. He muttered a noncommittal affirmation about CRONOS but was more concerned by Lachlan's injuries. "How long have you been taking Med-X daily? May seem crazy but I am a doctor and I'd be willing to examine you," he said feeling he should make himself useful to ensure his storm shelter.

      (Unless characters want to continue talking, I think it would be best to skip to the barracks so we can advance the plot and get to the patriots quest.)

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    • "well that was a .50 that hit ya and yes at some point I'd like to talk with this CRONOS thug, or maybe someone higher up and not likely to try and rip me in two"

      George walked continued to walk to the barracks, suddenly tired from his walk here.

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    • (It was .308 not .50)

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    • (woops)

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    • Aaron pocketed the holodisk and followed into the barracks.

      "Just don't cause any problems, George, we need to play this smart or we could all be in trouble. I still have a delivery to make and a wife to go home to."

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    • CRONOS activates the intercom system of the base and drones into it:

      "Testing, one two three. This is Agent CRONOS speaking, greetings to you all. For those of you that don't know why I am here, the Secret Service has an obligation outlined by High Command to insure just relations with our friends in the Legion. I understand... some of you have reservations about all of this, and you aren't alone. I myself have the occasional doubt. But I promise you, this is for the good of America, and our very survival.

      Without allies, and without trading partners, we'd may as well just roll over and die for the NCR. I trust you understand my intent, now. I will not take up anymore of your time, soldiers. God bless America."

      A few clicks outside of the base, a small band of Caesar's Legion approaches. Two Legionaries and a tall, but reserved looking Centurion named Pilate. They seem to be growing impatient, but the two Onyx Troopers deactivate their cloaking systems and announce their presence to them.

      "Ah, the old man's messengers. Is it time for us to meet?"

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    • "That son of a bitch this isnt about "The good of America and our very survival" it's all about revenge against the NCR" Lachlan said angrily in response to the announcement

      Lachlan sighed

      "Seems like it's to late for negotiations between the Enclave and the NCR."

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    • (Assuming we reached the barracks by now...)

      Texas took a load of his feet and plopped down onto a bunk. Listening to the intercom, he muttered, "What a crock o' shit..."

      He took off his overcoat, shook out the dust and rolled his eyes at Lachlan's comment. He wrestled the bandana off his face and rested it around his neck. Cocking his head to the side and, with mild sarcasm spun into his voice, he asked Lachlan, "When the hell were negotiations between the NCR and Enclave ever valid options? They've been at each others throats since they found out about each other!"

      Draping his overcoat over the bedside, more to himself than anyone in particular, Calhoun remarked, "Hell, I thought they were both bad on their own, but an alliance between the two... whoo-wee! That's askin' fer trouble."

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    • "If you think the time has passed for peace Lachlan than I'm sorry but I serve another flag now and if the Enclave won't work with the NCR, she will be buried by it" George replied,

      George looked around than to Lachlan again, "You know how much of an idiot that CRONOS is? We were going to offer to return a massive gold reserve we found in one of their bunkers out west, we got all the gold and silver we need coming in from Redding and Silverton but this is a woping pile, at least three billion in gold bricks...ah well guess the NCR treasury is going to get a real big gift"

      "Perhaps we could make you leader Lachlan?" George thought aloud, "A little old school revolt to get the bourbons outta power"

      (not trying to be a dick to Eden, just playing George's agressive, patriotic character)

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    • Aaron shook his head at everything happening around him. He read the history books and loved America, but an America done right. As he spoke, he took off his stetson, gloves and his duster, folding it so that the fleur-de-lis was showing on top, and simply sat down on a chair.

      "I'm not one for politics. But though I'm not a fan of what some of the NCR does, I'll still consider myself a citizen of it. The Enclave simply has the better technology, but they don't even use it to even try to help others. Or rebuild this nation for the good of the people in it.

      "My wife and I went to the Capital for a big, expensive delivery. We talked with the Brotherhood of Steel based there, when we were done, and let me tell you: they did not do good things during the 'Project Purity' incident."

      He sighed.

      "Lachlan, is there any Nuka or Sunset in this place?"

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    • (where is Eden?)

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    • (He is probably offline just wait a few hours)

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    • CRONOS patiently waits for his Onyx's to escort the Legion inside of the Phoenix Military Base. He fiddles with his Pip Boy 2000 Model E in the process, to help pass the time.

      Meanwhile, the Onyx's and the Legion reach the entrance of the base and head on inside. Centurion Pilate bears a neutral look on his face, having seen the place and it's inhabitants before.

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    • Amadeus walks into the base just behind Centurion Pilate.

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    • (welcome to the RP)

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    • "The Capitol....I was there you know and at first we didn't do anything bad really it would of gone well for everyone if that moron who ran project purity didn't try to kill Colonel Autumn we were going to use it as some kind of bargaining chip I heard nothing about poison or anything."

      "I Don't mean anything like a fully fleadged alliance just a one time thing at Hoover Dam we will be doing for the citizens of the Mojave and the ones within the NCR if we get the peoples love...and we know the NCR can't be trusted they won't be able to put a finger on us, Oh and the reason we don't want to give tech to everyone is well...most of the major factions out there would rather use it for war....except for the followers of the apocalypse if we help the followers by giving them lost medical technology it'll make a lot of people see us as good people who want to help the wasteland......and not destroy it....we were still planing this but seems like we have to put it into effect now but first...we need to stop the alliance between the Enclave and Caesars Legion, Oh theres a fridge over there we got mostly water but there is some Nuka and Sass and there might be some brahmin meat that you can cook up at the hot plate in the kitchen."

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    • "How in the hell are we supposed to stop this alliance?" Texas barked. He began point at people as he went to retrieve a bottle of water from the fridge, "We've got an old man, a courier, a wastelander, and a techno-grunt in here. Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, not a revolution..."

      He returned to the bunk and sat back against the adjacent wall. "Much obliged for the water though," he said calmly before taking a sip and rooting around in his pack. "Mind if I smoke?" he asked Lachlan, before lighting up.

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    • (I'm only 31 Kas geez)

      "Hell you wanna know how the NCR took the Baja? We didn't go in there an step on 'em, No we trained a bunch of tribals, promised them all their favorite chems and told them they could have all the drugs they wanted once the NCR controlled the Baja" George said, "Yeah I know that sounds dispicable, no need to tell me i was on that op and even I was disgusted by what we did, hooking people on Jet for a strip of land...horrible, but still it got the job done"

      George walked over to the fridge grabbed two nukas, two waters and looked around, "Hey you guys got whiskey? I need ir for a cocktail I like to make"

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    • (Pt. 2 post sorry)

      "What I mean is that we took a group of drugged up tribals and we turned them into an army of effective mercs to take down a force technically better than they were"

      George continued to look through the fridge, "If we need to I can call in a favor with a local ranger commander and get some spec ops guys in here to support us"

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    • (Clarification: Texas is the old man, Aaron is the courier, George is the wastelander, Lachlan is the techno-grunt. Texas knows nothing about George; he's in disguise/not wearing his uniform, so he looks like a regular guy.)

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    • (Also, you can edit your post by hovering over it, clicking the "More" that shows up and then clicking edit. You'll never have to double post again!)

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    • (Thank you)

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    • Aaron went to fetch himself a Nuka and a Sunset before rejoining the group with a clean coffee mug. He sat and listened as he made himself a soda cocktail.

      "Personally, I don't see how an alliance with the Legion and the Enclave would work. The Enclave has the most advanced tech in the Wastes and Caesar has banned technology. Then... the slavery issue goes without saying; if the Enclave has any sort of leeway in being considered the US government..."

      He let out a long sharp breath before taking a sip.

      "What we need to determine is what both parties are willing to give up."

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    • The few stationed NPC Enclave troopers and Enclave Specialists in the base sharply nod in respect toward the Legion and say nothing to them, it is unknown how many of them are truly unbothered by the meshing that is to take place however...

      As the two Onyx's, Centurion Pilate, two Veteran Legionaries and Amadeus the Legionary enter the command room, CRONOS finishes reading through the base commander's status report.

      "Ave, amicus. The stench of the old world overwhelms this place as always, I see. How you stand it is... beyond me."

      "Pilate... my trusted ally. I have something for you and your men... in a storage compartment over there."

      CRONOS points to an Enclave storage crate containing 3 P94 Plasma Rifles and an assortment of microfusion cells. It becomes abundantly clear that old CRONOS intends staving off the wrath and suspicion of the Legion by throwing gifts and small amounts of resources at them.

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    • (Latin isn't my strong suit. Does one pronounce Pilate like the fitness practice, Pilates?)

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    • (Literally like pronouncing 'pilot', I'm pretty sure.)

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    • (Ah, like Pontius Pilate. Hopefully that isn't some foreshadowing allusion.)

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    • Amadeus walks over to the enclaves storage crate. He picks up a plasma rifle and inspects it "a fine weapon" he declares.

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    • "Yeah sure i'm wearing a helmet and we have ventilation so smoke away I guess, Hmmmm I've got some ideas on how to stop this but they are risky as hell."

      An Enclave soldier opened the barracks door and said "General wants you Sergeant he said bring the wastelanders down as well."

      "Ok we will head down now"

      Lachlan started walking towards the door.

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    • Texas knocked the pack against his palm and drew a cigarette from it. Lighting it, he took a drag and exhaled toward the nearest vent. At the Enclave soldier's request, he reluctantly stood up to follow Lachlan to the General.

      "Guess there'll be no rest from the storm today..." he frustratingly muttered under his breath.

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    • George walked over to Texas, "Mind if I bum one off ya?"

      "Why d'ya they want to see us? You don't think these bastards will try ad hand us over as slaves to the Legion do ya?"

      George clenshed his fists at the ideaof becoming some Centurion's bitch.

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    • Aaron finished his Nuka, Sunset cocktail and followers Lachlan to the General. He took his stetson and held it over his mouth and nose to keep out the smell of smoke.

      "Whatever it is, be ready for anything and keep cool."

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    • Centurion Pilate picks up one of the industrial-grade Winchester P94's with relative ease, inspecting the weapon carefully and skillfully.

      "They're rather large for more conventional situations, but they'll do. I think they will be ideal for Legionaries guarding certain slave pens, some of our more prized ones, perhaps."

      CRONOS nods slowly, clearing his throat slightly but audibly.

      "Not a bad idea for deploying them, Pilate. You don't want to charge into too many offensives with these babies, they're just too bulky unless you're big too. The firepower is substantial though, you won't be disappointed with that I can assure you."

      Pilate looks at and observes CRONOS carefully as he spoke, despite his full attention remaining on the plasma rifle he's inspecting.

      CRONOS eyes the barely-functioning security monitor of the base again, possibly out of a bit of paranoia about the Wastelanders...

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    • Lachlan walked up to the main buildings door and pulled out a red keycard and incerted it into a slot a small light flashed green and the door opened and Lachlan pulled the keycard out stepped inside and walked into the elevator.

      "Just letting you know nothing bad will happen General Henderson is a good man he is actually against this alliance a lot of us know it can only end badly for everyone."

      Lachlan waited for Aaron George and Texas to enter the elevator.

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    • As they walked down the hall, Texas dug a cigarette out of the pack and passed it off to George. Not one to waste time, Texas followed Sgt. Hoffmann into the elevator. He took another drag and grumbled, "We'll see if he's a good man 'r not. I ain't trustin' any gover'ment man before I talk to them."

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    • "Agreed" George said, sticking the cigarette in his mouth, he passed the pack back to Texas.

      "We might as well as expect the worse from this guy, sorry Lachlan but I just can't trust a guy who is willing to work with the Legion, bunch of butchers straight outta Arizona they are"

      "Hope I meet this CRONOS and tell how bad of a move he's making"

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    • Aaron kept his cool and wits about him as he entered the elevator.

      "You're generalizing again, George. Lachlan, I'm going to put you to your word on this. If he is as good as you say he is, then I'm sure we'll be fine."

      He stretched his back into an arc, yawning and holding his lower back before coughing from the cigarette smoke.

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    • "Damn it, they went up in the elevator."

      CRONOS no longer hides his anxiety of the situation to the Legion, deciding that letting them in on his real thoughts would be more trustworthy than not. Centurion Pilate and the two Legionaries eye him with growing uncertainty until then.

      "Those Wasters the men in charge of this place let in... I don't trust the look of them. Especially with Hoffmann."

      Pilate narrows his eyes in recognition of CRONOS' concerns, and nods his head slowly, stroking his chin in perplexment.

      "And you believe these Dissolutes will constitute a threat to us and your friends, with the weapons you've provided us on top of the weapons your people possess...?"

      CRONOS turns his helmeted head in disagreement.

      "No, it's not that I'm worried about. It's their tongues..."

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    • Amadeus stares with renewed intensity at CRONOS.

      "Are they coming up here?"

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    • Lachlan pressed the second level button and the elevator started moving

      "George...it's not a good idea to tell someone who is in the secret service they are doing things wrong espicialy when you not even apart of the Enclave."

      The elevator reached the second level and it's doors opened General Henderson and his two guards stood waiting for them

      "Good your here I am General Henderson the commanding officer of this base" He looked at George and Aaron and extended his arm out to give them a handshake "I Would like to thank both of you in assisting Sergeant Hoffmann with capturing Eric Jones and saving his life after he was shot at the Legion camp" He then looked over at Texas "Hmm we don't have any records on you....if you don't want to be apart of this a guard can escort you back up to the barrack and you can leave whenever you are ready."

      (He is talking about the events of Stars of the Midnight rangers for any of you who don't know what he is talking about)

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    • "I should hope you don't have any records on me, sir. I've worked very hard to stay off your grid. An abundance of other grids, come to think of it... but that's not germane, sir," Calhoun ambiguously said, scratching the back of his neck.

      Looking over his shoulder at the guard beside the elevator, he continued his case, "That said General... my pa didn't raise a fool, and only fools rush in. I need to know what I'm gettin' into before I consider working with you. So sir, if I may ask, what exactly are we doing?"

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    • George accepted the handshake, Guy wasn't that bad 

      "Always a pleasure to help out some family friends" George responded, "And I can say general the pay was well worth it"

      "May I ask general what ever happened to that guy...Lachlan was a little vague when he refered to his fate"

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    • (I thought Pilate was still with CRONOS, and nowhere near the Gen. Henderson.)

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    • (Yeah, isn't it a different room?)

      Aaron shook General Henderson's hand after George. Nodding at him.

      "Just trying to help where I can."

      He rolled his shoulders back casually, reminded of what was beneath his duster and shirt.

      "So, what are we here for, sir?"

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    • (If that's the case, I think Cain needs to redo his turn when he sees this.)

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    • (They're on the command room level yes, but not in General Henderson's area. They're in the Armory.)

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    • CRONOS motions for his Onyx Troopers to sneak into the command room and eavesdrop.

      "They already are. They were coming up right behind you..."

      CRONOS steps a little toward the exit to the Armory, drawing his YK-32 pulse pistol in the process.

      "I've got a feeling at least one of them is an NCR spy, or maybe one of their caravaneers is, although I'm not certain."

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    • "You let a profligate spy on this base?"

      Amadeus draws his hunting rifle.

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    • "Private Eric Jones was trialed for the murder of three Enclave personnel and was found guilty he was punished with death by firing squad" Henderson looked at Texas "We are descussing a possibly short term alliance with the New California Republic, We have be watching the events unfolding in the Mojave as the second battle of Hoover dam approaches especially this...Courier we know who he has sided with and the outcome will damage the Legion greatly, If we were allied with the Legion we would be targeted as well but if we fight along the NCR's side at Hoover Dam we would have a chance we have a massive techological advantage over Caears Legion since Ceasar has banned all forms of advanced technology."

      General Henderson looked over at the door to the command room

      "Well shall we go in the command room and talk about this futher?"

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    • "Well, I usually don't participate in wasteland politics, especially when they involve the Enclave, but the NCR's doin' good things for California... not great, but good... so I could give this alliance a chance. I'm not exactly well-versed in diplomacy, but, maybe... give me my guns back and I can be an... enforcer, if you need it," Texas offered the general.

      "Now, I know this courier. He's a good man and I trust him to make the right decision. When I talked to him, he seemed like he'd go for a Mr. House ruled or an NCR-annexed Vegas. Of any alliance, this is one I can support. What're ya thinkin'?" Texas asked Henderson.

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    • "General I figure if you need it I can be a sort of diplomat, you see me and Aaron we have some sway back in California" George said, "Oh and General my named is Captain George Taylor, NCR Army"

      "I can tell you right now general that an alliance with the NCR would be very beneficial and finally bring one less enemy off the long list the NCR has gained over the years, might I ask are you speaking for the whole Enclave or for this cell in particular?"

      George felt oddly happy that he wouldn't have to take part in another battle against the Enclave,

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    • Aaron smiled and nodded in full agreement.

      "The Legion must not be allowed to take Hoover Dam and New Vegas. They just can't. Even moreso, I'd want them driven out of Utah.

      "I'd gladly help in being a median in any NCR-Enclave negotiations. I can speak for the good people of the Mojave, I've served them enough.

      "But first, we need to do something to stop those negotiations that that CRONOS is undergoing without making the Legion immediately attack the Enclave afterwards."

      (New Canaan was already destroyed by the White Legs at this point, right? Canonically, did that play out? Were they led out of Zion?)

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    • CRONOS shakes his head in disbelief after overhearing the conversation from the Armory.

      "Do these goddamned Wasters not realize the hard work they're undoing...? For over a year the Secret Service has worked like dogs to secure the temporary favor of Kaesar... and they think they can just waltz in here and take it away from us at the encouragement of traitors...!?" CRONOS angrily thought to himself.

      The Onyx's deactivate their cloaking systems right behind General Henderson, tightly gripping their Laser RCW's and leering back at the Wastelanders.

      Centurion Pilate assumes they are about to test their new weapons, smiling slightly at that thought as his one of his two Legionaries grips his and the other draws his machete.

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    • (General Anderson? Did you mean Henderson?)

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    • (Yes, apologies.)

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    • (Well... that changes things. Let's get ready to RUUUMMMMBBBLLLEEE!)

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    • Amadeus aims his hunting rifle at the wastelanders.

      "Finally a fight i'm gonna teach these profligate dogs a lesson"

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    • (Did I forget to mention that Aaron keeps an Colt .45 Auto on him at all times? :P )

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    • Lachlan pulled out his 5.56mm pistol and aimed it at the Onyx trooper to his left.

      "What the hell is going on here!"

      General Henderson turned around to face Lachlan Aaron George and Texas

      "Looks like Agent CRONOS is taking action it seems....guards ready your weapons and prepare to fire at the Onyx Troopers." Said Henderson

      Hendersons guards aimed their plasma rifles at the onxy troopers.

      "Now tell Agent CRONOS to get out here now!" Henderson yelled

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    • (Well...seems like the Enclave Outcasts might be reformed XD)

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    • Seeing the calamity unfold before him, Texas let out a distressed groan and rushed behind Hoffmann's power armored frame. He eyed around the room for any potential weapon he could find, finally deciding on an eagle-molded paperweight from a filing cabinet, which he snatched up into his grip. He remained behind Hoffmann because of the abundance of firearms pointing in his direction.

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    • George made fists, "You know I figured you fucks weren't up to any good, a mutiny huh? why don't you step out of that power armor iron giant and fight me like a real man!"

      George turned to Pilate and Amadeus, "And after I'm through with him I'm gonna cave your fucking skulls in you low down fucks, BRING IT!"

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    • Aaron folded his arms in contempt.

      "Well... I had hoped that it wouldn't come to this, but so be it."

      He drew the .45 Auto pistol he had hidden in under his duster in a shoulder draw holster, in one swift move from the folded arm position, aiming down the sights to find Amadeus at the end of them.

      "You won't take the Mojave, Hoover Dam, Shanetown, California, or anywhere else! And if the Enclave is going to try and side with you, then they are nowhere near the United States government they claim to be!"

      Aaron mentally slapped himself for blurting out the name of the settlement he called home. Where he and his wife called home, but it would not matter at this point.

      "Things are pretty standoffish, aren't they?"

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    • (Reminds me of this: http://youtu.be/xCUD9_nelPQ?t=40s [0:40 - 1:01])

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    • (best damn game ever)

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    • CRONOS yells out from the Armory as he carefully steps out, aiming his YK-32 pulse pistol down the corridor.

      "Take those NCR filth down, or they'll undo everything we've worked to achieve."

      The two Legionaries with Pilate charge forward into the room, with Pilate and one of the Legionaries discharging their P94 plasma rifles wildly. The two Onyx Troopers behind the General fire their Laser RCW's into him, attempting to kill him.

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    • Amadeus notices one of the wastelanders has his gun aimed at him, Amadeus quickly changes aim and fires a shot at Aaron.

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    • "General!" Yelled Lachlan

      Henderson guards fired at Onyx troopers with their plasma rifles.

      "I Didn't want to do this...but since I am the one who pretty much keeps the robots in check I control them, George Aaron and uh Texas I think stay behind me and get into that room."

      Lachlan started running to one of the command room doors while he activated the robbotic security with his Pip-boy

      General Henderson's armor under his overcoat giving him protecting from the laser fire he fell to the ground 

      "So this is how it's going to go you have made the most foolish decision this is my base and these are my men they follow my command." Said Henderson

      General Henderson pressed a button in his overcoat activating the security alarm the soldiers on the level above started getting prepared.

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    • (To be honest I think you have made a grave mistake Eden)

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    • (I think someone's going to die and there's going to be tears.)

      Enclave's bad enough; now I'm in the middle of a goddamned coup?!, Texas thought as he scrambled into the room in which Lachlan advised him to take shelter, still gripping the paperweight.

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    • George looked to the centurion and his two men, hatred filled george as he leapt into the air and tackled Pilate in a bone breaking hit. The two crumpled to the floor with George throwing blow after blow into the Centurion's face, Pilate was soon a bloody mess lying on the floor. The shocked Legionnaires were shocked by what they saw that they hadly reacted to the laser bolts that cut through their chest, George looked to Amadeus,

      "You don't know who your fucking with kid!" George begins to circle Amadeus like a hungry wolf, he holds up his two bloody fists "Ready to get wrecked FUCK HEAD?!"

      George lunged at Amadeus hitting him in the wrist slapping the rifle from his hands,

      (Your move tough guy)

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    • Aaron barely dodged Amadeus' bullet as it grazed his side. With Amadeus' rifle out of his hands, he dove for it before taking cover in it himself while the chaos outside took place.

      "Here, hold onto this," he gasped, handing the hunting rifle to Texas before poking his head out to look at George practically berserking on the Legion. "He'll get himself killed at that rate!"

      Aaron noticed the fallen Legionnaires' weapons in close proximity to the both of George and Amadeus. He went back into the room and looked at the schematics of the building that his PIP-Boy drew up.

      "We gotta get to our weapons. There might be more of the Legion waiting to attack."

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    • (george has officially reached Brock Samson status! Goofgle if your a tool and don't wantch venture bros)

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    • (Depending on how this ends I might put it in my fanon)

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    • (What Spock said, although it's looking pretty dire for my fanon :P)

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    • One of the Onyx's drops and clanks to the floor, groaning mechanically in the process. The second seems to panic at this on top of the sheer amount of firepower being focused on him, turning back and attempting to retreat back to CRONOS.

      "Taking casualties!! Man down!"

      With only Amadeus and CRONOS still alive, the Secret Service's attempted coup to help preserve it's alliance with the Legion seems to have failed utterly. CRONOS takes a few steps back, both taking cover and hiding in the corridor leading to the armory after catching a brief wince of how the scene was taking place...

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    • (It's ok Eden If Henderson lives CRONOS and Amadeus will probably be fine he might even show CRONOS the error of his decision and show him the potential of his vision.)

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    • (uhhhh Eden George beat Pilate to death, just saying)

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    • Amadeus lauches a savage kick into George's stomach staggering him, when George is staggered Amadeus draws his machete.

      "On the contrary you don't know who youre fucking with kid"

      He lunges towards George swinging his Machete towards his neck.

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    • (OHHHHHH SHHHHHHHHHIT!!!!!)

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    • (*grumble* This never would have happened if we just continued the chat RPs where all we did was talk in character. Y'know, the good ol' days.)

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    • (you don't like the RP?)

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    • (Sarcastic dramatics really don't care through, I guess. The RP is good, but different.)

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    • (true)

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    • (I don't really care all that much for combat-oriented or centered RP's myself. But, it's still been a pretty good RP despite the way it's turned. This has been a pretty catastrophic setback for my character and his agenda as of now though. No worries, that's the beauty of RP I suppose, anything can happen.)

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    • (This was basically my first form of RP online that I actually had fun with. But usually, I'd talk with whoever I RPed with on the chat about plot points, possible results, and other stuff. But since chat is mostly where the RPs take place, it doesn't have too much use other than that, does it? :P )

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    • Lachlan finished activating the security and two sentry bots armed with miniguns entered the hallway and headed towards Amadeus.

      "Drop your weapon or you will be terminated." Said one of the Sentry bots as they spun up their miniguns.

      "I'll go get Henderon, there are some assault rifles in that footlocker you'll need my keycard." Said Lachlan

      Lachlan threw his keycard over to Texas and then started running over to General Henderson.

      four soldiers upstairs finished arming themselfs and entered the elevator it started heading down to the command level.

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    • Texas caught the keycard and ran to the footlocker Hoffmann indicated, dropping the rifle Aaron handed him to the ground. Not being a person that uses fancy keycard technology everyday, plus the stress of the situation at hand, Texas fumbled momentarily before fiddling the card through the slot. With a pneumatic hiss, the footlocker popped open revealing four paratrooper assault carbines resting neatly inside and dozens of magazines of ammunition orderly lining the box's interior.

      "These'll work," he blurted as he unpacked the hardware: two for Aaron and George, one for him. Loading in a magazine, he chambered a round, took a knee and focused his aim on the doorway to cover Hoffmann as he delivered Henderson.

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    • The machete slashed George's arm, he rotated around Amadeus and gave him to savage punches to the face than grabbing a assault rifle from Texas he leveled it at the Legionnaire.

      "Sorry kiddo but it looks like your waaaay outta your league"

      George flicked off the saftey, "I'm gonna enjoy seeing you die boy"

      George squeezed the trigger sending a burst into the Legionnaire's leg, "next one's going into your head!"

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    • Aaron took one of the assault carbines and looked out to see George's savagery and felt his hands shaking lightly.

      Shouldering both carbines, he went to George and pointed his muzzle away from Amadeus, pointing his .45 at him to keep him down.

      "George! You're better than this! Now point that thing at the real problem!"

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    • (um hello?)

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    • (I know, right? Eden?)

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    • (It's ok i sent him a message)

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    • (I don't really have anything to add for my next turn currently, I'm waiting for someone to make a move toward the armory as CRONOS is hiding in that vicinity, and it makes zero sense for him to not be hiding atm. :P)

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    • (So you are skipping your turn?)

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    • (Yes.)

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    • Amadeus fell to the ground cursing, He looked around for a weapon and noticed a plasma rifle lying on the ground nearby he started to crawl towards it.

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    • Lachlan arrived to Hendersons aid picked him up and put Hendersons arm on his shoulders.

      "You ok General?"

      "I'm fine Sergeant" Henderson looked over at Amadeus "Surrender Legionary...unless you want to be swiss cheese." Said Henderson

      "Final warning put your hands in the air or you will be terminated." Said the sentry bot

      The elevator stopped and it's doors opened four soldiers slowly walked out with their weapons aimed at Amadeus.

      "Yeah I would take his advice don't throw your life away kid." 

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    • (I Think i'm the only one who is still trying to resolve this "peacefully")

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    • (I'm trying to resolve this in a way that doesn't get Texas killed :P)

      Calhoun maintained his knelt position, focusing on the door for Hoffmann to deliver the "goods".

      "Stop negotiating with the padded prick and get the general's butt in here!" he barked, training his carbine through the doorway. "And where the hell is CHROMO!?" he tacked on.

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    • (I'm trying to resolve this in a way that doesn't get CRONOS and/or his men/allies killed. Thus far I have failed royally.)

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    • (sorry for killing Pilate eden)

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    • (Well... "bloody mess" could just mean that his nose and jaw are super broken and bloody, not necessarily dead and stuff, just unconscious)

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    • (nah I killed his ass)

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    • (I Would say he's living..but just in a critical condition cause his death was never confirmed in rp only that he's a "bloody mess" but thats my opinion.)

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    • (fine)

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    • George stood against the wall, remember George relax...Breath in count to four...exhale count to four...inhale and repeat

      George lowered his rifle and pushed pass Aaron, "Your not worth it..." he said looking at the Legionnaire, turning to Aaron

      "Lets go get that tin covered fuck"

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    • Aaron figured that Enclave security would come to deal with Amadeus, so he abandoned him to go towards where CRONOS was last seen.

      "CRONOS? I don't want trouble. Not sure about my apparently violent NCR buddy, but I don't want this whole... debacle... to kill anybody else, alright?"

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    • CRONOS' wounded Onyx Trooper, whom has made it back to him and is right beside of CRONOS, aims his Laser RCW at Aaron out of paranoia, but CRONOS places his gloved hand over the barrel of it, notifying the soldier to lower his weapon.

      Whilst gripping his pulse pistol tightly out of caution, CRONOS keeps it lowered and drones to Aaron mechanically.

      "Give me a reason to believe a single fucking word you're saying to me. Who's lost people here and who hasn't? Enlighten me?"

      CRONOS seems highly agitated, and even more nervous. In the back of CRONOS' mind, he already knows the vengeance that the Phoenix base has wrought upon itself, not only from Enclave High Command, but the Legion as well...

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    • (If CRONOS has a shed of a pure American at heart, then I've got the best response to this)

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    • Amadeus glanced at the plasma rifle which was still out of his reach. He realized he would have a hundred new holes in him before he would be able to reach it.

      Amadeus reluctantly raised his hands into the air and sayed in an angry voice "i surrender".

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    • The sentry bots miniguns stopped spinning and two enclave soldiers lowered their guns and one pulled out a pair of handcuffs and put them on Amadeus.

      "Good bring him to a cell get more men down to bring the centurion to the medical room and check if that Onyx trooper is still alive if he is bring him to medical." Said Henderson

      Henderson pulled out a stimpak injected it into his arm and started walking over to CRONOS Lachlan followed.

      "Agent what on earth were you thinking trying to kill me Sergeant Hoffmann and these wastelanders."

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    • After the commotion died down, Texas poised his carbine into the other room and poked his head out from behind the door frame. He held the carbine at the ready as a precaution and caught up with Henderson and Hoffmann. He addressed Hoffman through clenched teeth, "This is why I shouldn't've given up my goddamn guns! Carbines count for shit in CQC..."

      Looking over Hoffmann's power armored frame, Texas made a proposition. "I say we boot this CHROMO feller out into the storm; let the Utah sand take care of him!" he suggested to Hoffmann, and by proxy, General Henderson.

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    • "Agreed! General this man is a traitor, if this ever happened in the NCR Army we'd shoot him regardless if he surrendered or not"

      George watched Amadeus and Pilate get carried off, "Damn...thought I killed that fuck"

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    • Aaron had enough of this talk of unjustly, brutally killing a man when he knew that more problems could be on the way, sandstorm or not. Thus, he had to break his temper. Though he did not agree with the decision to attempt to ally the Enclave with the Legion, he did not believe in such a brutal punishment.

      "Yakamashii! Sorede juubun desu! If the Legion catches wind of what happened here today, they'll be very ticked off, and well need all the manpower we have!"

      Aaron took a moment to recompose himself, taking a few deep breaths. He turned back to CRONOS, holding up three fingers.

      "CRONOS, you can trust me. On my honor. A Scout is trustworthy."

      He turned back to the general, showing the Fleur-de-lis on his back to CRONOS as he spoke.

      "Wounded go to Medical. CRONOS gets disarmed. NObody touches him until whatever crap with the Legion gets resolved. And we get our weapons back too."

      Aaron retained a kind demeanor, but also one of command and strength.

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    • Listening to what Aaron was saying particularly until George spoke up, and nearly swayed into cooperating by his tone, CRONOS' body language changes entirely when George finishes speaking, even in his armored figure, the speed at which it changes would be noticed only by a highly perceptive individual.

      "NCR..." the old soldier growled. "My instincts never lie."

      CRONOS slowly moves forward, getting a closer look at George, and to engage him face to face...

      "You think you can just waltz into yet another one of our home's, doing as you please, and RUINING years of undercover work personally sanctioned by High Command...? Like hell, your fucking NCR's forked tongue doesn't work on people who've seen you for what you really are."

      CRONOS then leers back at the General.

      "You have your answer, General. You let NCR spies into your base, and if you honestly believe for one second they're going to keep their mouth shut... well, remember Navarro, is all I have to say. That's what I'll do, and I can guarantee you that's what High Command and Colonel Autumn will vote on and agree too. They lost their families to these butchers just like I did, and if you're really thinking I'm the one that's in a bad way here for just coming here to make sure you kept your trading partners and had some backup when the NCR starts moving in like locusts..."

      CRONOS turns his head and pauses for a moment, lowering his helmeted head slightly and looking at no one in particular, his wounded Onyx Trooper beside him grunts and begins aiming his Laser RCW at George and visibly places his gloved finger very near to the trigger as he does this.

      "Well, that distress beacon my soldier played possum to cloak up and go send in our 'Bird to the likes of our bosses was destined to happen, anyway. And unless you help me execute this NCR trespasser General, I'm not going to tell who's probably already on the way here now as we speak that this was all just a big misunderstanding, and that you're not the real traitor here..."

      Slowly aiming his pulse pistol at George, he drones to him in a completely uncompromising tone...

      "You'd just undo all the work we've put in, all this time, to save your own sorry ass from the wrath of Kaesar... and pin it on us. And I'm not letting you leave alive..."

      (They don't fire their weapons yet so that you guys can respond in character and potentially change my mind from probably ending my role in this particular RP, before they do. :P)

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    • (Welp. So much for appealing to CRONOS' American-Enclaveness. :P )

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    • (I don't know what it is, but for whatever reason, CRONOS reminds me of General Grievous from Star Wars Episode III. I really wish I could put my finger on it.)

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    • (war killed both their families and something close to them)

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    • (Amicus said he won't be able to reply for at least another two days, and he said I could play his character for this turn if I wanted. But I feel that would be rather arrogant of me to do, quite frankly, and instead I would opt to skip his current turn so we can keep this going. We're fixing to have an ending to things, I believe, but hopefully I'm wrong. And as for CRONOS reminding you of Episode III Kas, well, I'll have to work on that so he doesn't come across so horribly. :P )

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    • Eden2012 wrote: The man himself, CRONOS takes his time in getting out, looking intently at his Pip-Boy 2000 Model E handheld device.

      (I think I subconsciously superimposed the scene when Grevious flees to Utapau and staggers off the ship over the scene quoted above and continued to run with it. I'm the problem, not you Eden.)

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    • (Ahahaha, no problem at all. I was actually going for trying to make his behavior realistic with CRONOS' old age and slowly deteoriating physical health, outlining his imperfect nature and identity. It's an important part of his character for me to convey appropriately, you understand.)

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    • "You know what" Lachlan walked up to CRONOS "Screw you and high command they have brought us nothing but death i've lost plenty of friends in the war at the capitol wasteland because of that maniac Authumn oh and Eden I know what he really was, hacked into some of the terminals at Raven Rock didn't take me long to find out that he was an artificial intellegence, And because of high command I don't have a family because of that raid on my vault hell I like being apart of this but I slowly found out were just a bunch of assholes who take anything and do anything they want not expecting someone like the Lone Wanderer or the Courier to show up and take us down."

      Lachlan pulled his power fist out of his backpack off and put it on his hand.

      "I Am not going to let you kill one of the few people I consider a friend i've lost to many...and i'm not going to loose anymore so if you want to kill George you'll have to go through me."

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    • ImtheSteve wrote: "Wounded go to Medical. CRONOS gets disarmed. NObody touches him until whatever crap with the Legion gets resolved. And we get our weapons back too."

      Texas leaned over to Aaron and said in a hushed tone, "Now you're speaking my language... you, I like you." After expressing his contentedness, he remained silent and listened to the events around him unfold. He kept the carbine at the ready if shit suddenly hit the fan.

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    • (Fixing to get killed then I guess. Might be for the best though, this RP went from interesting, tense... and then to totally underwhelming. What a pity.)

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    • "Hey asshole! If were gonna be talking about innocent people being killed,wasn't it your group of nutjobs who shot up a vault? Or maybe you forgot how you kidnapped a whole village just so you could have some lab rats...Yeah you fucks are so damn innocent, You know my old man was a verti-assault trooper, so I got the inside scoop on everything you nuts did!"

      "So if you think your gonna try and line me up for a firing squad why don't you take off that power armor and fight me like a real man! Or is it true your nothing but a soft old man?"

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    • "Shimata, George, you had to provoke him, all of you," Aaron grumbled. This had to be a lapse in judgment on my part...

      He stepped between CRONOS and George, aiming his .45 down at CRONOS' eye.

      "George, back up. CRONOS, listen: What you were trying to do here, with the Legion, it's wrong. Just wrong. If the Legion takes Hoover Dam, what'll happen to my friends out there? What'll happen to my wife and family? What'll happen to the Enclave by the end of it? I may not like everything that the NCR does, but I won't hesitate to pull the trigger for my family."

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    • (wait how'd you get the posting number?)

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    • (Hover over a post and in the lower right hand corner are two buttons: 'Quote' and 'More'. If you press Quote, it will put that quote in your reply field. Then you can remove everything that got quoted, but will still say 'reply to #XXX'.)

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    • CRONOS turns his helmeted head to face Aaron, but still aiming his pulse pistol at George. His soldier beside him's hands start to tremble visibly whilst aiming his Laser RCW, indicating that he's realizing they're about to bite the dust. CRONOS however, doesn't even flinch, and rather embraces the concept.

      "I wouldn't expect anything less Wastelander, it's what I would do, if I had one left. You might even say, that's what I'm still doing. By temporarily alligning ourselves with Kaesar, and while he picks the NCR apart, we can kill them from the inside... and rid ourselves of both."

      CRONOS leers at Hoffmann and Henderson.

      "And I never expected washout rookies like you, who are absolutely not cut out for what you claim to 'like being apart of' whatso-fucking-ever, to even slightly comprehend what we've been attempting. But by all means, keep up what you're doing with your new 'friends'. I'm sure the 'war crimes' they will execute you for was so much more worthwhile, huh? I'm sure you'll sleep better after they've killed and forgotten about you."

      Leering back at George, and scoffing at him carelessly.

      "Time for talking's over."

      Firing his YK-32 at pointblank range into George, going for fatally wounding or outright killing him, CRONOS refuses to back down. His soldier strafes toward the left of him and fires his Laser RCW at George as well...

      The second Onyx Trooper that made it back to the Vertibird they came in, bleeds to death from lack of wound treatment, but did indeed successfully send out a distress beacon. Whether or not any other Enclave personnel east actually receive it however, remains a mystery to be sure.

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    • (Do we have permission to kill CRONOS? It sucks to have characters die.)

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    • (I personally won't be fanonizing any of this, so by all means.)

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    • (There you go. xD)

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    • (Sigh. Why can't this end without bloodshed? Oh well. CRONOS IS a real ass. *shrugs*)

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    • (When it comes to the NCR? Oh yes, one of (if not THE) the biggest assholes you'll meet. You've only seen him combating that element alone though. :P)

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    • (Well Eden it was nice playing with you, I guess with one man firing a pistol at point blank range and another spraying him with Laser, George can't survive this...but he died a patriot and a son of the Enclave, sorry it didn't work out. It was good playing with you again and I hope there isn't any hard feelings on account of this encounter)

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    • (Over a RP meant for fun? Of course not. No hard feelings at all sir. Just because it didn't go in the direction I'd hoped, never means I'm necessarily upset. :P)

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    • Lachlan lunged at CRONOS with his power fist punching him in the gut

      "Been wanting to do that for a long time!"

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    • (Hey spock check back with the stars RP)

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    • (Sorry for the initially submitted not-even-a-full-sentence. Computer issues submitted it before it was complete.)

      Prior to the violent altercation, Calhoun's eyes were darting every which way, but his hands were cool and steady. "Do it. Give me a reason." repeated through his mind at least a dozen times.

      After Agent CRONOS let loose a pulse round, Calhoun's pupils dilated and he was taken aback. He didn't actually think he would do it. The adrenaline that coursed through his body after hearing the sharp *ffffsh-shPEW* from the YK-32's discharge slowed down his perception of time; it felt like minutes had gone by and it had not even yet been a second.

      Seeing Hoffmann lunge for the Secret Service agent, Texas switched his focus to an Onyx soldier. Completely out of instinct, he let loose four rounds into the Onyx soldier's laser RCW. It was freed from the soldier's grip from the impact of the rounds coupled with the loose anchor of unsteady hands and slid down the hallway behind the Onyx soldier.

      The soldier stared at Texas, shocked and visibly shaking now; had it not been for the power helmet, one would liken it to a deer caught in the headlights. Texas took no time to dwell upon firing on an unarmed adversary and let off four more rounds at head level. Never having fought a power armored foe, he was not sure what would happen, but firing was better than gawking and doing nothing. One bullet whizzed by the soldiers head, lacerating the filtration tube of his helmet. Pressurized gas hissed from the tube as the other three bullet chipped at, but did not quite penetrate, the beryl green eyepieces of the helmet.

      The soldier was thrown against the wall from the impacts and Texas continuing his focus on the eyepieces. After a dozen more rounds, a bullet tumbled through the eyepiece, destroying the orbital socket and nervous tissue behind it; blackened blood leaked from the eyepiece down the helmet as the Onyx soldier slowly slid down the wall. Victory was barely celebrated when Texas took the full brunt of three laser beam to his left side from the other Onyx soldier. He fell against the nearby wall, bringing in a sharp breath through clamped jaws. Being the eloquent and well spoken man Calhoun is, he uttered the explication, "God fuckin' dammit!"

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    • (We hitting the rewind button Kas? I'd actually be in favor of that too.)

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    • (cool, I'd rather that George doesn't die)

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    • (Shit. I was just having computer issues that submitted my post before I was ready. We could do a split timeline where shit hits the fan and people die in one, and another where we talk things out and people live in. I've kind of already committed to killing an Onyx soldier. :/)

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    • (Yeah... This could have gone way better if CRONOS actually listened the the Eagle Scout and not try to take a last stand against an NCR soldier, with a Mormon courier who happens to be in between the pulse pistol and soldier.

      "Let me do the talking," Aaron should have said to his companions. :P )

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    • (I'm down for the split timeline thing after we finish everything with the violent one, if everyone else is of course. Oh and Kas, it's the very definition of minor but, the eyepieces of Onyx Troopers are olive green and not amber like regular troops'. :P)

      Darkerthanthenightdeadlierthanthedawn
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    • (I suggested it, so obviously I'm down for the split timeline. As for you Eden... I've revised accordingly. :P )

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    • (I'm down for the split timeline as well.)

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    • (ditto)

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    • George felt the impact of the pulse round, right over his heart the burning of his skin as the round chewed into him his ribs shattering and than suddenly his heart stopped. At the same time the burst of laser fire peppered him.

      George fell to the ground in a growing pool of blood, he watched as the other fought, finally everyhting went black. George Taylor was dead.

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    • Aaron dove out of the way of the pulse and laser fire into a roll to a crouch before swapping his .45 to his left hand, where his PIP-Boy was on his left wrist. He then keyed in his VATS, having a 95% chance to hit both CRONOS and his trooper in the head, which he queued and executed, letting the VATS system control his aim and trigger finger, letting loose the entire clip loose on both of their heads.

      (Yeah, this ending is not canon for Aaron)

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    • CRONOS yelps out mechanically as Lachlan nails him in the armored gut, discharging his YK-32 another two times panickingly and subsequently, rather inaccurately despite being in point-blank-range.

      Slowly backing up from the trio he's severely underestimated... CRONOS is then nailed by the bullets of Texas in his helmeted head, most of which don't pierce his duraframed advanced power helmet Mk I, with the key word being 'most'. The last two do indeed make impact and pierces through, but do not prove instantly fatal.

      Reaching up to feel of his helmeted head for a moment, he is terrified to notice the blood starting to pour from it and drops to his knees as his brain and body begins to shut down, wheezing for air through the now-damaged filtration system of his helmet.

      "N-n-not like... this, *wheezing* nooo...!"

      Desperately attempting to raise his pulse pistol to let out the last two shots in the energy cell loaded inside of it toward Texas... the effort ultimately proves futile as Aaron's .45 goes off wildly. CRONOS' helmeted head, now completely wrecked from the inside, stops functioning completely.

      Falling from his previously kneeled stature and clanking backwards violently fast, the life in CRONOS fades away without even so much as a last gasp of air...

      With all of his Onyx Troopers terminated, one from the now-ended firefight, the other inside of the Vertibird the feared Secret Service had arrived in from severe blood loss, CRONOS and the Enclave leadership's plot collapses entirely.

      With CRONOS' sudden and unexpected death, the reorganized Secret Service inside of the already-fractured Enclave, is effectively doomed with the death of it's resurrector and High Command leader. The rest of his Onyx Troopers and Secret Service agents located in Falls Edge, whom he trained and treated as sons, rebel from the last organized Enclave remnant and disappear, never to be seen again...

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    • (Hello?)

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    • (It's either Spock's or Legionary's turn)

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    • Amadeus looks on as CRONOS falls to the ground dead. With his leg wounded and his hands cuffed he isn't able to help . "Well at least he managed to take that profligate with him" he thinks to himself.

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    • (So should we consider this done and do the spit timeline?)

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    • (this isn't canon for george either)

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    • (It isn't done to me until the consequences of the actions of this one sink in.)

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    • Lachlan sighed as he deactiveated his Power Fist and put his helmet back on.

      "Why did it have to end like this."

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    • Coughing from his injuries, Texas groaned, "I need some medical attention if you're done feeling sorry for yourself. What happened happened and you ain't change it. Now get me to a medical bay 'fore I pass out."

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    • (Skipping Cain, cause he's on vacation and George is dead)

      Aaron looked upon the scene with a heavy heart.

      "If only he'd listened... If only George kept his cool..."

      He went over to Texas and gave him a stimpack to stabilize.

      "Is there a medic in this base? I'm low on supplies..." He said with a broken voice.

      Heavenly Father, inspire me to do thy will... And if it be thy will... help me save my friend... he prayed silently.

      (The pulse pistol only stopped George's heart, right? Not melted its cellular structure into goo? If it could be restarted...)

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    • (Guess Eden and Veteran are being skipped but next turn eden you could be high command.)

      Henderson pulled out a hand radio and spoke into it. "I Need a medical team down here know!"

      Henderson then walked into the command room and went up to one of the EnclaveNet consoles and contacted High Commands.

      "High Command this is General Henderson please responed it's of the utmost urgency."

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    • Texas patiently waits for the medical team to arrive, breathing deeply through his nose with a grimace stretched across his face. Melodramatically, he calls out, "I'm comin' home, Charlie! I'm comin' home!"

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    • Aaron continued to silently pray, but realized that it was not meant to be. Perhaps Aaron thought that if George were alive, he could tell him off for being such a brutal patriot at the worst possible moments.

      So instead, he simply had to accept that his friend's spirit was departed from the mortal coil in this brutal world, after doing what he knew was right for the good of the people of the Wasteland, and that he was off to a better place. His only regret was that it was too soon, but he still took it well.

      He removed his hat as he stood over George's body, not quite morning, but hoping that George himself would be willing to accept what was going to transpire for his spiritual life.

      "Lachlan... I don't want to take any more chances while we're in this base... Tex and I need our weapons and ammo back... now."

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    • (Yeah, the YK-line of pulse weaponry isn't EMP based at all. It shoots straight up electrical pulses that are lethal against all targets, not just robots. :P)

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    • (Oh... well I thought this was like fron New Vegas. I didn't play any of the classic Fallouts. But when a guy has a 2000 model PIP-Boy, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. But it begs the question, how much damage does it take to kill George? Sure, it's a 32-46 damaging weapon, powerful my New Vegas standards, but would that have killed George in a single shot? Was it a critical hit? An electric shock could have just crippled his chest or just stopped his heart, but couldn't another shock restart it? I know we're doing a split timeline that's more fanonacle to our OCs, but just saying.)

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    • (But actually... the User who's character receives the damage, usually determines the amount of damage his character takes. So if Cain says George is shockingly dead DEAD, then bye bye Captain Taylor.)

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    • (Realistically, at point blank range, and on top of the Onyx Trooper unloading on him as well, he's beyond dead. That's an overkill-level amount of firepower to be concentrated on just one target. You saw what a few well-aimed shots did to CRONOS and his troops, after all. It is indeed up to him, of course, but I thought he already said he was dead...?)

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    • (Taylor is dead for the time being)

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    • (Mmkay. Changed my post.)

      Say, could we remove the posts with only parentheses between text? At least the unimportant ones, cause these usually take up space and causes lag)

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    • (hello?)

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    • (Eden it's your turn if you want to be high command)

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    • (EDEN POST GODDAMNIT!)

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    • (RP=Dead)

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    • (Yep)

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    • (let's just skip Eden for this round. Amadeus?)

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    • (sounds good but who will play the opposites)

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    • (I dunno... We're doing the consequences of these events before doing the split timeline. *shrugs*)

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    • (well if it gets this thing moving again I'm all for it)

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    • Amadeus looks at the nearby enclave soldier.

      "Hey you, what are you gonna do with us huh will you execute us straight away or torture us a bit first?"

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    • (hello?)

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    • (I think I'm just gonna unfollow this thread since it appears to be dead)

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    • (I'll post in a few hours maybe....i'm kinda just tired right now.)

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    • Enclave Soldier: "Thats for the General to decide Legionary."

      Henderson: "I Repeat this is General Henderson to High Command please responed."

      Two personnel in medical unifroms rush into the room towards George.

      Enclave Doctor: "What did he get hit by."

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    • Texas piped up from the corner, "'lectricity straight to the ticker. Don't think a defib'll help, that's how he ended up like that... He's dead, Jim."

      "But! *cough* I'm still alive, I think. Three or four laser burns to the obliquus externus. Don't think I'll need a graft; antibio ointment, some dressing and a 'lectrolyte drip would be 'preciated..."

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    • (Uh... I changed my post, so Aaron didn't ask for a defibrillator. :P)

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    • (I actually didn't remember Aaron saying anything about a defibrillator; Texas was just doing his doctor thing and thought they were going to try to revive him with one.)

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    • George's absence from the NCR Military post on the border of the unclaimed territory would be soon noticed, assuming his diplomatic mission had failed the NCR forces made up to invade the region were given orders to wipe out any Enclave presence they found in the region.

      George's personal company would be one of the first units to storm the military base, with vengeance on their minds for their fallen leader.

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    • (I Might make a part two since this page is getting to long thats if everyone who is apart of it still active, or maybe we could do that alteritive timeline thing where it doesn't go to complete shit.)

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    • (I'd prefer the alternate timeline in the part two, cause reasons.)

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    • (I'm pretty sure everyone would but I'll wait for everyone else to say what they think.)

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    • (I agree will Steve, because raisins.)

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    • (I agree with all the above albeit Eden's absence may cause this RP to be a tad slow)

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    • (alright, I'm sorry but this is DAED)

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    • (Yeah :L)

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    • A FANDOM user
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