Fallout New Texas: A Post-Apocalyptic Adventure in New Texas

Rampage Entry: They'd all be dead if we could only hit them!

PC’s For Session:
Watson and Crick
Virgil
Citizen Bane

NPC Aid
Howling Moon

The League of Shadows approached the Heartbreaker Motel under the cover of darkness. They developed the strategy of forming a two-pronged assault where Bane and Howling Moon would assault the front door while Virgil and Watson would climb to the roof.

Things did not go as planned

Bane and Howling Moon successfully infiltrated the motel bottom while Virgil and Watson climbed up to the roof. Watson heard enemies behind a door and the two proceeded to knock on the door mysteriously. A man came out to investigate the noise only to be met with a flaming fist to the face. Bane and Howling moon ambushed two men on the first floor where Bane crushed a man into a gorrific fountain with his hammer. The second man surrendered and was forced to strip naked and run off into the night.

Meanwhile on the roof, Virgil and Watson were unsuccessfully attacking one of Darien’s Boys when reinforcements from the second floor arrived.The reinforcements arrived to see a flaming fist come through the doorway and clobber the gang member in the face. Virgil and Watson barricaded the door with an Aimoire. After fleeing to another room and barricading themselves in with a dresser, Darien and the Boys were attempting to break through to attack Virgil and Watson. Watson opened the doors of the dresser and attempted to set up a pack of C-4 but accidently sparked it in his hands delivering the payload prematurely.

Everyone was knocked down in the immediate vicinity when Bane and Howling Moon ran up. Bane viciously drove a wooden splinter into one of the gang members chest that had been imbedded due to the explosion. Howling Moon noticed Darien with his Los Gerreros vest and viciously fought him. Watson and Virgil, having recovered from the shock of the explosion engaged the remaining gang members.

Howling Moon and Watson were able to knock Darien out and thereby end the operations.

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Rampage Entry: Just hit the easy button

Mrsming


“You have done well and I now count you among my friends. I am generous to my friends, but be warned that I’m more than disgenerous towards my enemies.” -Mrs. Ming

Participants:
Watson and Crick
Virgil
The Wicker Man

After returning to Mrs. Ming, she provided reward in the form of 200 caps and the name of the mysterious poker player whom she promised as a reward. Shortly thereafter, The League of Shadows were led to an underground basement where the mysterious poker player was tied to the chair. After some moments of interrogation the League found their next target.

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Rampage Entry: We could go with a well laid out plan, or we could punch them in the dick

Background

PC’s for game
Watson and Crick
Vern

After arriving in El Paso, Maze the trader ran to the protection of The League of Shadows in order to avoid being brutally beaten by the Contadors. Maize? explained that he borrowed money in order in order to make a large trade of old weapons. Maze’s men were hijacked by 4 men in masks who took the weapons.

Maze’s Office

A dingy small office with barely enough room for the desk and 3 people to crowd around it. Maze explains that his henchmen frequent a bar owned by a man named Russo. Russo is also one three card players whom knew of Maze’s and arranges for a rickshaw driver, Julio, to drive us to Russo’s bar.

Russo’s Bar

Vern and Watson entered the bar to find Dick and Jane, the henchmen that worked for Maze, sitting there. Vern and Watson feigned to be looking for work and found out more information about the attack.
They then met with Russo who pointed the way to Madam Ming for more information.

Ming’s Restaurant

Madam Ming, an old stern Chinese woman greeted the two men in her office. Vern asked for information on the 3rd man at the poker table the night that Maze spilled the secret of his big deal. Madam Ming offered an exchange in order to secure the information: Find her daughter at the Dump and Go gas station, then brutally beat Ming’s daughter’s boyfriend to death in front of the daughter.

Dump and Go

Vern and Watson came up with a plan whereby Vern would Gerard (the daughter’s boyfriend) to a race where Watson would be waiting to ambush them. As the two rode up to the gas station, one of the members of Gerard’s gang insulted Vern’s bike. Vern goaded him to a race thereby pulling people away from around Gerard.

Crick, Watson’s alter ego, walked up to Gerard and brutally started beating him. Vern Lassoed the bike of the man that he challenged to a race and toppled the rider, after which he crushed and ripped off the prone man’s arm with his bike. Crick, had managed to knock Gerard out and delivered the killing blow by twisting his head ◦180 as Crick coldly looked into the eyes of Ming’s daughter.

The two rode off, Crick on the bike of the man that he killed, but not before Crick shouted, “You have survived the League of Shadows, pray that we do not return for you.” The league of shadows is now the topic of gossip among certain circles of El Paso.

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A Primer on the Nine Gangs of El Paso

To the west of the Texas Republic, nestled between the threshold of Caesar’s reign and the clutches of the Mexican Empire, lay the city-state of El Paso. Functioning as a center for trade and commerce throughout the region, it acts as a buffer for these three powers. Oddly, it is a fiercely independent city, as any of its citizens would tell you. How then could such a tiny expanse of land remain to fly the flag of its choosing? This independence, most believe, is attributed to nature: mountains and rivers serve as prime defense against any coordinated assault. However, this is only partially true, as most agree that its independence lie on the nine organizations that vie for power within the city itself. Nine gangs with their own set of rules. Gangs that have, whether they intended to or not, These are the nine in El Paso, the City of Gangs.

The Contadors

Money is the universal lubricant, and they provide the means to get it. Bankers and moneylenders, they are more than happy to let you borrow the money, provided of course that you pay them back.

Farmer’s Market

Fiends at El Paso

Hedonists to their very core, these fiends manufacture and distribute the drugs in El Paso. The Fiends at El Paso also run the pleasure houses that dot El Paso’s cityscape where any kink and predilection may be indulged – for a price.

Followers of Steel

Advocates of transhumanism, the belief that humanity may better itself through augmentation and implants, the Followers of Steel are a reclusive lot that provide medical services and technological advancement in the city.

The Lloronas

The Lloronas has two sides to its gang. On one hand, it has the electricians, plumbers, and the workers of El Paso, tasked with the maintenance of the city’s facilities. These members are the lifeblood of El Paso, battling the decay of the wasteland. The other hand of the Lloronas provide the entertainment of the city. Actors and musicians, and the like, the Lloronas is also the soul of the city of gangs.

Los Guerreros

Odin Sons

Powder Rangers

Militant preservationists of El Paso’s parks.

Unified Trader’s Union

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Rampage Entry, Dick Chopping and Whoring

Background

After much deliberation, the members of Apocalypse Now decided that they would whore their way through their difficulties.

Scout Report

We went into the fiends hideout today. Its not many a day one can say that. And then left, almost non can say that. I don’t think I’ll go back.

The last time we meet the fiends, fargo had carnal relations with their leader. Today he banged their queen in a three-way. I’m sensing a disturbing pattern.

We have picked up the mute Senator’s Son. and instead of taking him back to Austin , we are taking him to Lubbock. My home. To the infamous burger miester.

The BM had already poisoned them. If only they had let me explain. but no one listens to me.Still plenty of grenades handy, that’s a plus. Ever since I had to help a buddy out to Dallas, I had been making my way back

Trapped in the Wastes, I find himself leaping from deed to deed, putting things right, that once went wrong and hoping each time, that my next deed will be the deed home.

After all this time I’m finally going home.

Odin den utspekulerte 1st year Heyannir Day 12

We have retrieved Son the Senator and are on our way to Lubbock. The price I paid was merely chopping off my God-manhood and growing it back. I felt considerably lighter without the mighty hammer to swing as I took my strides.

The Fiends were numerous and rarely had body parts from less than three different Midgardians. I had thought that Niflheim was the worse fate that could befell a warrior.

Miles Anus Asunder (FoHN) took the Demon Queen to bed. Coincidentally Skadi means “loss” in my tongue, which is what happened to Miles’ pride… He made noises that will haunt my dreams until my namesleep occurs.

Ziggy’s Log: Stardate…Still ticking somehow

Nothing makes sense anymore. Not to suggest that it ever really did, but the little amount of sense that the world appeared to make was also a lie. Science is my only sanctuary, except for probability. Probability be damned.

I’m not entirely sure how, but our murderhappy band of insane and moronic vagrants managed to enter the central stronghold of one of the few groups that is even more insane and moronic, Thanks to my excellent planning, thank you very much, and actually left without getting into a single altercation or unplanned dismemberment. Having run the numbers, the likelyhood of relatively simple diplomacy with the daughter of Vargo the Goat working was absurdly slim at best. So much for all that planning. Well, now the Ethereal Burgerfiend has left us a murdervan and burgers. I decided to stash mine (and the buddy scout’s) for later. Oh, and we got an aptly named ‘Doom Buggy’ and a chest full of caps.

But poisonous death still looms near, not to mention the potential for whatever other horrible beef-fatality the Burgermeister might also have planned for us.

There’s no way someone can be that stealthy…He must have a cloaking device of some kind. I’ll be researching the topic on our way to Lubbock. There must be a means of countering such a technology. Perhaps a sack of flour…or napalm…or both. If we manage to defeat the Burgermeister and obtain his cloaking device, I may be able to apply the technology to Waco, making it the safest of havens. Such a device will still need the massive amount of energy only made possible by a nuclear plant. People are wary of such power, but perhaps if it were underground, where the risk of nuclear meltdown could be subverted by the ability to bury the damned place at a moment’s notice. Though giant ants could still pose a problem. Perhaps a force field? I’m pretty sure I heard the enclave have them, but those guys are assholes, and I don’t think they’d appreciate a mutated individual such as myself asking for such a high tech device.
A personal version would allow me to be an amazing boon to my continued survival.

Miles’s Journal Entry III

The mercenary group, Apocalypse Now: The Seven Magnificent Friends, has secured target, Marcus Antonius from captor, Skadi the Cannibal Queen (see appendix) in exchange of a sexual encounter with me and target, along with items: a.) one (1) Burgermeister burger, and b.) Thor’s genitals. Negotiations went according to plan with no shots fired or casualties.

Target is in a state of catatonia, believed to be caused by prolonged physical, emotional, and mental duress suffered in extended captivity. However, health of target is within acceptable objective parameters. Damage of target therefore negligible.

Apocalypse Now: The Seven Magnificent Friends has been supplied with a vehicle. The vehicle is a white ice cream van. After a routine check, the group has not found explosives or tracking devices within the vehicle. Due to the discovery of seven (7) burgers, seven (7) boxes of french fries, and eighty-four (84) caps in total within the vehicle, there is evidence of the Burgermeister’s involvement, whose m.o. is similar.

The Burgermeister is an enigmatic and eccentric individual whose motivations and allegiances are still unknown. The extent of the Burgermeister’s political reach is unknown. Favors stealth and subtlety, utilizing poisoned burgers. Hires mercenaries. Extent and source of wealth undetermined. Extremely dangerous. Recommended course of action: to be decided.

Currently en route to Lubbock, Texas.

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Rampage Energy: Experience?
Experience?

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Waiting for Experience

EXPERIENCE?

EXPERIENCE!?

YEAH, I THINK EXPERIENCE

Hmmmm…Experience

I second the motion for experience

HEAR HEAR EXPERIENCE

Give me experience! or give me death!

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Rampage Entry: Cool Headed Planning?
Wait...what?

The party has discussed in detail plans on how to acquire the Senator’s Son from the Fiends, Specifically Skat-eye, daughter to Vargo the Goat. Our plan and backup plans are numerous.

The PLAN

PART A
The Gourmet and Thor(Disguised in Fiend Armor) go to the Hospital to invite Skat-eye and the Senator’s son to a delicious picnic at the outskirts of Carthage, offering her an opportunity to taste meat she has most definitely not had before (Remaining Antidote Burger, if necessary)

If she accepts, then Great, we offer to trade her the burger for the Senator’s Son, or Thor’s Leg as a sample of Asgardian Meat (That we regenerate with a stim).
If she’s attached to the Senator’s Son for some reason or has the inclination to travel to further her meat-eating mission, we can offer to take her in as a party member, gaining an alliance with the Fiends, and possibly scoring a vehicle and supplies.

If she accepts but doesn’t want to bring the Senator’s Son, or flat out refuses, then the Gourmet will do what he can to distract her while the rest of the party moves on to the subsequent plans. As long as he does not make any references to having ties with us, he(and his driver) shouldn’t be in danger.

PART B:
Thor(Hyped up on Super Soldier Serum) uses Ziggy’s grapple gun to reach the top of the hospital, grab the Senator’s son, jump off the building to the nearest manhole, and retreats, meeting with the party at a previously discussed location, most likely the drainage ditch where the sewers end. By travelling in the sewers, we will eliminate the usefulness of the fiend’s overwhelming superiority in both vehicles and weaponry.

PART C:
Create Diversion in the fiends by planting explosives(and smoke grenades to make the effects more visible) on the opposite end of town to draw fiend forces away from Thor’s escape route.

PART D:
Create a false report of a vulnerable regulator supply shipment to draw more forces from Carthage, as well as report in on their frequency to give misinformation on Thor’s whereabouts if and when they realize he took the Senator’s Son.
-ex: “I just saw him on the north side of town, the bastard stole one of our bikes!”

Alternatively, we can seek to create interference on the Fiends frequency using either a local transmitter or getting Yo-Yo to broadcast on their frequency, though sewing disinformation is more likely to be an effective strategy.

PART F:
The Buddy scout infiltrates the compound and sabotages as many fiend vehicles as possible, preferably the helicopters and most well armed vehicles, possibly stealing one himself to escape/appear like a fiend patrol, if deemed necessary.

Honorable Mentions:
Finding an untapped oil well near the town and drilling a path between the Carthage and it in order to fill the sewers with natural gas and blow up/collapse the entire town in on itself.
As it turns out, there are multiple Natural Gas facilities in Carthage, so filling the sewers with gas and blowing them up is looking more and more doable.

Here is Jeffrey’s Breakdown

Operation Oceans Apocalyptic Magnificent Bastards
Alpha Team: Kirk Mask feeds disinformation regarding to the Fiends regarding a fake regulator convoy with enticing loot. We’ll get Dead-Eye Darien to write up the fake report on the convoy. This will be used to draw off some of the Fiend fighting force.

Bravo Team: Mundy Sweet will come in and offer a picnic for Skadii including the antidote burger.

Objective Papa: If she brings out the Senator’s son, then Thor will grab him while riding off in a Ducati with Road Warrior.

Objective Quebec: If she doesn’t bring out the Senator’s son, then we’ll go ahead and feed the fiends a bunch of sleeping pill laced food.

Charlie Team: While Bravo distracts the fiends.

Objective Romeo: Buddy Scout will be disguised as a Fiend and sabotaging the Fiend vehicles. Buddy Scout will leave a vehicle undamaged so that we may arrange for an escape if needed.

Objective Sierra Thor will join Charlie disguised as a fiend if the conditions for Objective Victor are not met. Miles will join Thor as a fiend in entering the encampment. Thor and Miles will either talk or grapple-hook to the top of the tower to retrieve Senator’s Son.

Delta Team: Ziggy will be preparing explosives on the side of the city opposite of Charlie Team’s planned escape vector.

Epsilon Team: Sniper will take a position along the escape vector to cover a retreat. He will also serve as Rally point Foxtrot where everyone will reconvene to either cripple pursuing Fiends or make a hasty retreat.

Operation Django
We trade Asgardian meat and Burger Meister burger for Senator’s Son.

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Rampage Entry, The Truth Will Set You on Fire

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I…I don’t know why I feel like you guys are telling the truth. I trust my gut but this just has to be the most retarded fiend setup ever devised. I know I’m going to regret doing this but… Lets go.
-Dead-Eye Darien

After arriving at Lufkin with members of the Fiends in pursuit, the members of Apocalypse Now! The 7 Magnificent Friends were met by Dead-Eye Darien. Buddy Scout managed to flag him down so that he didn’t shoot our party on sight. Fiend battle wagon depicted in the above picture on the right.

After convincing Dead-Eye Darien that the members of AN were not Fiends, he agreed to help the group in return for eradicating the Fiend attack force. AN devised a plan where they would attempt to use the harpoon guns on the battle wagon in order to chain the fiends together with barbed wire.

Upon seeing AN, Dead-Eye Darien and his posse, the Fiends opened up fire with several volleys of rockets causing the Battle Wagon to spin out of control. Kirk Mask managed to regain control and proceeded to the southern flank of the fiend formation while the Regulators moved to the northern flank. After Frank “Ziggy” Murdock and Thor Vingþórr(Hallower) Von Asgard shot off the harpoon guns Thor jumped onto the enemy dune buggy to neutralize the mini-gun. Rockets punched into the side of the Battle Wagon thereby destroying the armored carrier.

After killing the mini-gun wielder, Thor ripped it off of its mount and pointed it inside the Dune Buggy to kill Tri-Boob and the Driver. At this point, the others near the southern flank started to chainsaw (Kirk Mask), shoot and smoke bomb (Ziggy) their way through the Fiends.

After thoroughly routing the Fiends, the members of AN picked up salvaged as detailed on the lefts side of the above picture.

Ziggy’s Log: Stardate…We might be fucked.

We’re poisoned, so very poisoned. I can feel myself growing less competent in every way as the days pass. On the bright side, I’ve had two very delicious burgers as of late. So our goal is to extract the Senator’s Son from the Fiends so that a deranged, invisible burgerman will give us the antidote to the poison that is quickly making us increasingly dead.

Our plan utilize a cunningly-crafted picnic basket ruse. Everyone’s favorite ant-suplexing (and possibly man-eating?) gourmand will be joining us with a delicious meal for the daughter of someone who might actually be as smart as I am, as hard as that is to believe. Goat-Stomping Jim the Typhoon, I believe his name was. Strange ones, these fiends, even by my standards.

Oh, and we also nearly died fighting the fiends twice in a 24 hour period. On the bright side, I was able to perform surgery on many people, including Dead-Eye Dan(Darian?).

I removed a paper mache hat from the talker. He’s into some stuff so kinky that even I feel somewhat uncomfortable being around him now.

I’ll be making a grapple gun in my spare time before the final mission, since we’ll actually be in an area with some buildings for our next mission. Once we have the Political Tool Child, we can high-tail it to Lubbock, and hopefully not be burgered to death, or whatever it is invisible sandwich men do.

Oh, and the backup plan is to have Thor challenge people to some sort of gladiatorial sex match, or whatever fiends do when they’re feeling both horny and adversarial, which is always.

Odin den utspekulerte 1st year Heyannir Day 11

I have consumed a poisoned meal that they call a bergar. If the poison should take me to the namesleep, then the bergar shall be known as Thorsbane. Der Meister Von Bergars First of His Name has called upon me to save a male damsel from fiends.

Miles first of his name has been deflowered thoroughly in ways that would be illegal in Asgard. Thus I, as Thor von Asgard have bestowed him the name Miles Anus Asunder (FoHN).

I have waged war upon Fiends and have found them equal to frost giants in their difficulty to strike into namesleep. We were lucky to have Darien of the Dead-Eyes (FoHN) to aide us in the battle. I grieved for the lack of a victory feast.

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Need some more delicious XP?
Then start posting on this site!

I have decided that starting from the beginning of december to the unforeseeable future that I will reward extra experience points for contributing to adventure logs or threads on campaign boards of this site. So for example, MercSet (the Buddy Scout) will get an XP boost for posting about what happened on the adventure log. Starting threads on the forums asking quesitons or providing background counts as contributing. Remember, you have to CONTRIBUTE to some kind of discussion for this bonus to apply, you can’t just talk about the shit your cat did today (unless you character has a cat ingame and even then IT BETTER BE INTERESTING!). So, for example, Cameron asking about skill synergies would count. Posting your backstory counts. Posting what your character is thinking about the whole situation and the rest of the party on the drive to Lufkin counts. Suggesting ideas for places for various factions to be counts too. Yes, you could even get a whole new level by doing so!

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With 7 Magnificent Friends like these, who needs enemies like the Fiends?
Made friends with a supermutant, and nearly died from fiends.

Where to begin? Well you were on your way to Lufkin to find Dead-Eye Darrien whom would lead you to the Fiends base of operation in New Texas: the old city of Carthage. On the way you encountered a radioactive storm, which you out ran, and then slew a supermutant to take his hiding spot to get out of the rain (a shallow cave). During the storm you heard a strangely pleasing voice singing a song entitled “Starr.” As it turns out, it was Starr, the musical and peaceful (but by no means pacifistic) Supermutant activist for peaceful mutant-human relations. You shared a meal with him, and then sent him off to Waco to assist Yo-Yo on the radio. He went off on the road again, as always does, singing his song.

In the morning you all awoke with plastic bags on your chests (even those of you that decided to sleep naked, or rightside up in the van). Inside was a strange paper cartoon filled with caps (a dozen) and something delicious smelling wrapped in paper. All of you except the Buddy Scout decided to eat the hamburger, and then noticed the writing on the inside of the wrapper, in all magazine cuttings. It informed you that you all were now under the employ of the Burger-Meister, whom was going to pay you to save the senator’s son, and then meet him at the top of the Lubbock Tower (Buddy Scout territory). Your pay was to be a large sum of caps or goods of your choosing, as well as the antidote to the incurable poison you all ingested (Ziggy determined that it was a synthetic Wanamingo poison, for which he could make no cure himself). Ziggy further determined that you all had approximately one week before the poison killed you all (excepting the buddy scout whom did not eat the offered burger, which was instead destroyed in the failed attempt to create a cure).

That same day you raced out towards Lufkin at break-neck speed until you discovered, from some distance, a band of fiends whom you would learn were planning on attacking the ruins of Lufkin and the Regulators positioned there. All of you except Miles (the face man) disguised yourself as Faceless doing one of the regular drug runs for the fiends. You sold Miles’ body to the captain of this raiding group of Fiends, a woman known as Manaed that had an extra breast and about 100 pounds of muscle on all of you. A fiend decided to cut the Mighty Thor (dressed as a faceless) whom then proceeded to beat the shit out of said fiend. At this juncture all hell broke loose with bombs and bullets flying between gouts of flame-thrower fire. Miles is near dead, and there were several other injuries. Luckily the Buddy Scout was able to sabotage the Fiends vehicles and you all were able to commandeer the Fiends Armored Car Battle-Wagon and escape with most of your equipment, some of your hit points, and a dozen doses of super-soldier serum. Night is falling, and soon the effects of the Wanamingo poison will be felt (minus 1 to all stats). Remember that when ANY stat reaches zero, you die. More unfortunate, some of you are now addicted to the SuperSoldier Serum. Now you are all racing to Lufkin, at night, in a stolen Fiend BattleWagon, and full of poison, in the hopes that the Regulators MIGHT be able to help you.

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