Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160416055425/@comment-26178112-20160416072725


 * may 15, it would have been his birthday today.. but in such a hard-working organization like the wrights, there are no days off.. no breaks, intead.. the boss called specifically for him he went all the way up the skyscraper through what is said to be the last working elevator in the world to meet orville himself..*

"boss, you called?"

"call me orville, sonny... and yeah, just for you. i understand you have been very eager to climb up the social ladder that is this city.. so i arranged a special mission for you."


 * alex sat diligently.*

"now... we sent some of our best made-men to a small backwater out in the southern barrens. the bad news, is that they were on a very important mission and havent called in in a month. now... i'm sure we know what this means, kid?"

"go and find the last survivors, and return them home?"

"no, find the last survivors and help them finish the job. pull this off and you're set for life, and of course i know how much you wanna pay off our little debt..."


 * alex was slightly angry, but hid that from his face* "i understand sir... head south to..."

"carbon, the town is called carbon... i suppose its because of the old carbon mill. watch out, thats where a lot of those little gray walk pygmies and meanwigs hang out... and odd reports of mutants..."

"mutants? no way..."

"yes way, just big ass scorpions from what i've heard, nothing a classic tommygun cant perforate... now be off."


 * that was a week ago, alex was sitting in the night, he set up a tire fire and watched the stars above.*