Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20170404202952

two well armed soldiers of the NCR were patrolling, this was the farthest the two had been out to the west, they were just on the edge of Texas.

"sheckly."

*Sheckly, seemed preoccupied with something, his pal Griggs had noticed.*

"SHECKLY."

*Griggs staggers a little as the "Ghomorrah" magazine falls out of his hand.*

"God damn it Sheckly, keep it in your pants, especially since we're in damn legion territory."

"Cmon, I havent been back in town for 2 weeks, what do you exp-" Within moments, Sheckly's head was blown open, the blast of a 50 caliber sniper rifle rang out from the mountains to their right.

''"SHIT!" Griggs ran behind a rock, his heart pounding. He checked on his service rifle, he pulled back the bolt to load it, then a white blur leaps over the rock, Griggs last sight was this white blur slamming a machete into his head.''

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