Fallout: The Savage Wasteland

Game Master thegreenteagamer

Fighting vs AB25: 1d4 - 3 ⇒ (1) - 3 = -2
Wild Fighting: 1d6 - 3 ⇒ (2) - 3 = -1

"G-get *cough* get us out of h-here!" Aeryicka managed to get out, blood leaking from the corners of her mouth. Trying to get rid of one of the ghouls trying to kill her and the others, she was unfortunately unable to do more than weakly attack the side of the bus.

Out of the corner of his eye Thomas sees Aeryicka caught in a pile of undead flesh. She's doing okay for a while, until it looks like a zombie is about to bite her neck!

"Aeryicka! Look out!" Thomas yells, putting all the force of Will he has into the shout.

Common Bond. Spending 1 bennie for soak roll vs. the 13.

Aeryicka soak: 1d6 ⇒ 2
WiiiLD Aeryicka soak: 1d6 ⇒ 6
w00t! WiiiLD Aeryicka soak ACE!: 1d6 ⇒ 6
w00t! WiiiLD Aeryicka soak ACE! ACE!!: 1d6 ⇒ 5

EH-RK emits Authoritative Voice:Stand back citizen. The communist threat will soon be eliminated. to Aeryicka.

He then lashes out at the Ghoul attacking her AD24

Pwer Fist: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 Wild: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 Wild Attack, Multi Action, Gangup
Damage: 1d12 + 1d4 ⇒ (11) + (1) = 12 The creature's head explodes.

EH-RK then attacks to his right AF24
Metal Fist: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6 Wild: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1 Wild Attack, multi action, gangup and no ambidextrous
Damage: 1d8 + 1d4 ⇒ (2) + (3) = 5 this attack does little to harm the Ghoul

Sorry, I'm rusty- one beat my toughness but without a raise, so I assume I'm shaken but no wound?

Unshake: 1d6 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 6
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Mickey dives for the van, hoping he can dodge the ghoul still on his heels.

Moving to (AD,29). Provoking an AOO from the ghoul still on me. But at this point probably worth the risk.

"Fitz, get in!"

Fitz puts a finger in his ear and wiggles it around.

"No need to yell Mickey, I'm right here." he says, standing in the middle of the van.

Thomas takes a shot at the lone ghoul threatening Mickey.

NRG, cover: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
WILD RG, cover: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
WILD NRG, cover ACE!: 1d6 ⇒ 1 awww. Still = 6, hit

NRG, DAMage, AP3: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (4, 1) + 2 = 7

Am I able to leave the van and end up not next to a ghoul?

If you go out the west front doors and not the rear of the van or the east front door, yes.

If Marcus is going to drive you off in the van, I need a drive roll from him to peel the hell out, and I need an agility roll from everyone in the back to not fly out the open back doors while he does.

Thomas hops out of the van, zaps the ghoul on Mickey, giving him the chance to get back in the van...only now Thomas is outside...

Chip waves him over, and then hops on the radio, Come on, if you're coming, let's go, if not, start that scrap heap up, and let's move out! More coming out of the ruins! This ride is officially underway.

...and indeed he was right, you could see more ghouls coming out of the ruins to the north.

The bus starts to readjust itself to face south and get ready to roll. You can hear it revving up it's engine.

New Initiative:
Marcus, Spencer, Mickey,
Badguys
Aeryicka, Badger, EH-RK, Fitz, and Thomas
The NPCs

Since half of us just moved and nothing else, can we just spend an action to close the doors instead?

Since half of us just moved and nothing else, can we just spend an action to close the doors instead?

Those in the back can...the three of them are kind of blocking the rest of you, if you look at the map - also, there's ghouls there trying to actively claw at people, so you'd kind of have to push them back, cause it's an outward opening door. But yeah they could

I think my turn last round got skipped, I was waiting to see what Badger and the ghouls did. I'll go ahead and post two actions, I guess.

The way being clear for a moment, Spencer slides his bat away and grabs his carbine back up on its sling, bringing it up to fire at the nearest ghoul. On the map now that'd be AC25.
Guns: 1d10 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2 Wild: 1d6 - 2 ⇒ (5) - 2 = 3
Unfortunately, that shot misses. As developments progress, though, it looks like the group is trying to get out of here--preferably in the van, since there's lots of good gear in there, and they'd spent lots of caps getting it fixed up. He steps back inside and carefully aims over Aeryicka, firing a short burst at the ghoul by her.
Guns 2: 1d10 ⇒ 8 Wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Damage: 2d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (8, 1) + 3 + (4) = 16 Ace for Fun: 1d8 ⇒ 3 Total 19.

The ghoul's upper body is pounded with a series of bullets and it falls back, dead. "Close the doors! We're outta here!"

Oh, I know...and getting it towed from here wouldn't have been cheap - Kingdom will bleed you for whatever they can, just like Disney - but C&D don't know that you wanna save the van or have gear. Anyway, there's still a ghoul by Badger, so you can only close 1 of the doors right now.

Mickey draws his pistol and takes a shot at the Ghoul that had tried to take a chunk out of him.

Agility: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
Wild: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2; Success

Wound (-1), Unstable platform (-2), Marksman (+2).

Guns: 1d10 - 1 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) - 1 - 2 + 2 = 2
Wild: 1d6 - 1 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) - 1 - 2 + 2 = 0; Total = 3, Miss

But the van jostles at the last moment and his shot goes wide.

Unstable platform kind of cancels out marksman. Not that it matters here, but for the future...you can't be considered standing still if the vehicle is moving.

I understand that it cancels out mathematically, it turned a total (-3) penalty into a (-1). But do you mean I couldn't apply it all?

But do you mean I couldn't apply it all? [/ooc]

Correct - Spencer already asked about it earlier.

Agility: 1d8 ⇒ 4
Wild: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Fitz barely manages to keep his footing as Marcus accelerates.

So, I've been looking at the wrong end of the van as the back this whole time. My bad. Is there any reason to waste ammo on these Ghouls now that we've started rolling? Do they still pose an immediate threat?

Agility: 1d10 ⇒ 101d6 ⇒ 3
Ace: 1d10 ⇒ 10
Ace again: 1d10 ⇒ 4
I'm pretty sure I stayed in the van.

After succesfully punching the ghoul, Marcus sits tight and yells "Everybody get ready, hope aboard!"

Driving: 1d6 ⇒ 51d6 ⇒ 1

Groovy.

A Agility: 1d6 ⇒ 4
A Wild Agility: 1d6 ⇒ 5
As I'm over Cray, would I need to roll Agility for him since I made it?

As the van gave a lurching start, Aeryicka was able to maintain her balance, if just barely.

For the sake of expediting things...

EH-RK agility: 1d8 ⇒ 6
Wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Thomas run: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Everyone in the back grips tight and manages to keep their balance as Papa burns rubber and starts peeling out to the south, away from the ghouls...and Thomas, who, again, was outside of the van when Marcus decided to burn rubber.

Thomas, for his part, manages to run and hop in the back of the bus, and the two start hauling southbound towards Kingdom.

This route seems to have much more of the debris cleared away, and in fact every now and then you see a ghoul or two pop out, but Dale cackles above his bus and practices drive-by-ing on them.

Chip smirks, enters a few keys on the bus's onboard computer, and stands up as it engages autopilot. He's a slim, dapper looking man, with black hair and a well coiffed moustache. He's wearing a -very- nice looking set of combat armor, with a Mouse-Ear logo (the old Disney Mickey ears) on the chest, and on his head he has a metallic helmet with Mouse-Ears serving as miniature satellite dishes.

Thomas notes the bus is -extremely- clean looking. He hasn't seen anything this clean since the Vault itself. There's not a piece of duct tape holding anything together, and there's so little dirt that Warhammer would weep tears of oil if he could see it. Chip grins and extends a hand. "Welcome aboard, friend. Tourist, citizen, or season pass holding merchant? Going to need the caps up front for you and your friends if it's tourist."

EH-RK seems downright displeased that he was taken away from the fight.

Displeased grumble: There were more Communists to destroy.

Spencer keeps the gun trained out the trunk until the doors are both securely shut and it's clear the group is free for now. "Yeah, but think of how many more you can kill when you're not a junk heap."

With the van now underway into the strange, animal-based Kingdom (and wouldn't see love a place like that?), Aeryicka quickly moved over to one of the seats and gently laid Cray down before digging for her med kit. Taking out the supplies she'd need, she quickly got to work on trying to help Cray with his wounds.

Healing: 1d8 + 2 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 2 - 1 = 10 +2 Healer edge, +2 med kit, -1 wound penalty
Wild Healing: 1d6 + 2 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 2 - 1 = 8

You can only perform first aid once for any set of injuries - after that it has to be either stimpaks, healing powders/poultices, etc, or natural healing over time. Healing is a b@*~@ in Savage Worlds.

Try as hard as she can, Aeryicka can't seem to patch up her pet any better than she initially did.

It gets awkward in the bus as Chip narrows his eyes at Tom, hand extended and stares at him.

"Sir, you aren't going to have a problem paying, are you? Because that would be a serious issue right about now." He taps the helmet he's wearing, right around the two mouse-ear radar and satellite dishes.

The others in the van meanwhile follow the bus's brisk pace as it hauls down the highway and eventually clears the ruins of the city, now moving to a great clearing towards a lake. A huge ferry sits in the water, easily large enough to hold five buses, and the bus and van pull up into it.

Dale pulls the minigun off of its turret, mounts it to his shoulder harness, and hops off the roof of the bus to the ground with a huge THUD. The massive wall of a man seems much less jovial when he's not killing ghouls, and walks over to the van and its inhabitants, kindly knocking on the remains of one of the walls...which is pretty funny considering the windows are all broken and there are holes from the claws all over.

"Ticket fee collections," is all he says to the group, and with his right hand still holding the minigun, he uses his left to stuff another cigar in his mouth and strike a match.

I haven't done a healing check on Cray yet.

Oh that's right that was a soak. You're good then!

Fitz rolls his eyes as nobody steps up to pay.

"Here you are then, ehm, Dale was it?" he says, and hands over the caps.

With the van doors shut, Badger reloads his new pistol.
"Hell of a scam they got going here. Why clear out the ghouls when you can make bank off anyone coming through?"

While I'm on the subject of healing, anybody else want some aid or do you want to wait until we hit Kingdom?

Dale takes the caps from Fitz and nods. "We like to think of it as free fodder for the occasional raiders."

He puffs his cigar and moves over to deposit them in the box and then comes back and hands bracelets with temporary IDs to those without PiPBoys.

Chip steps up, clearly the face of the two, and beams. "This is a single day pass to the Island of Nations, the gateway to Kingdom. The island itself is of course free to stay, but our escort out is only good until tomorrow for this cost. Still, you can see the island up ahead."

And indeed, the ferry was approaching a massive shanty town of tents, lean tos, and temporary constructions bigger than Dome and with twice as many guards running around. Men like Chip and Dale in combat armor with heavy weaponry and the mouse ear helmets patrolled everywhere with bright uniforms.

"The island is our marketplace. People come from all over the waste to trade here. Chems and slaves are not allowed to be traded nor kept, so we have to pat you down. Anything declared in advance will be returned upon departure. You see that huge castle in the distance? That's the entrance to the Kingdom itself, which is mostly underground, but it's great...King Mickey had his own vault style city before war even began, and as a result life as a citizen is just perfect. Day passes are available for humans and robots, though we don't allow ghouls and mutants without an escort. No offense if you have friends, it's just a safety issue. We pride ourself on our safety! We only have the best here, and if there's anything you need to know, let me or Dale know and we'll make sure to find out."

He smiles, and you can kinda tell this man is clearly pushing for tips.

Well normal healing only works within the first hour of injuries, so you may want to patch up whoever you can right away. Also, how much is it for the lot of us to get in again? I think we have the caps, but from a collective pile.

I think I said 400.

As she finished working on Cray, Aeryicka glanced up at the armored escort. "Have medical supplies. Stimpaks and med-x. Those allowed inside?" she asked Chip. "Also have other supplies not chemical."

"Hm. Yes, I have Stimpaks, Rad-X, and Rad-Away. Those are technically chems, but I'm not sure if those are the ones you mean."

"Out of curiosity, what does it take to become a permanent citizen of Kingdom?"

Spencer offers himself and his bag for search. "Yeah, I have medical supplies, too. Not sure what counts as chems."

"No, stims are fine, I meant like psycho, slasher, jet and the like. Med-X is allowed to registered doctors only, and will be returned to you when you leave. As for being a citizen...usually it's a buy in of about 40,000 caps, but sometimes there's a test in rare cases to win your way in." (Live group Kingmaker GMing with 7 players today. I need a break. May be 24 hours before I give a full post. Burned out hard.)

Eventually the ferry pulls up to the island, and you get to see it in person. The place is practically a giant outdoor flea market, with the very few permanent buildings simple junk-assembled inns. Outdoor bar tents are everywhere, but you notice very quickly there's no liquor being drunk - everyone seems to have, at worst, a bottle of Nuka Cola in their hands (though some of them actually seem to be iced cold!)

Merchants walk up to you and start bugging you like it's out of a cheesy vaguely foreign propaganda film, trying to get you to purchase various items of all shapes and sizes. Humans mostly, but at least 20% are ghouls, and even one or two particularly persistent mutants seem to be trying to pawn off scraps.

There seems to be a large tent for almost every major faction in the waste, including, sure enough, one where the Brotherhood is taking "reimbursed donations" for technology, and offering "fee-based recycling" of weapons they wouldn't keep for themselves. You see Palatka has a representation here, and is already pawning off some of the machinery they have put together since Fitz and company took out the ant's nest. Sure enough, there even is a small tent with the NeoSems selling fresh fruits and vegetables, and Dome has a trader looking to buy anything remotely useful for vehicles...and there's an auto body shop, as well.

There also is a huge tent simply labeled "Work" - and when you go to check it out, you find there are caravans leaving from here to every part of Florida, and they're looking for guards. The travel is almost exclusively on foot, to keep pace with the Brahmin pulling the wagon trains, as functioning vehicles are rare, expensive, and not worth the profit margin they would acquire in these trade caravans.

To the north you can see a remake of a Pre-War castle, looking exactly like the one out of the old Disney vids, but much, much smaller, maybe a few hundred square feet. A sign that says "Kingdom Entrance" is hanging outside of the castle walls in bright tasteful lights.

Everywhere you look in the island are guards outfitted similarly to Chip and Dale in combat armor with the "mouse ear" helmets. Occasionally you'll also see Secruitron model robots similar to those in the town with the deathclaw, but with various Disney characters' faces on them. One that looks like a picture of Goofy seems to be rolling around giving orders to various guards.

Eager Chortle: Oooh, I want to go inside.

Once they make the crossing, Badger hands over three vials of liquid (the poisons he bought from the NeoSem) to Chip or Dale.
"I'm gettin' these back later, yeah?"

Back at the ferry as they close to the island..

Papa exits the van and removes his helmet before walking around their ride, assessing the status of his poor old lady "We may want to invest on one of those, boys." he tells the rest as he points to the bus and lights a cigar.

Addiction: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 61d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Ace: 1d6 ⇒ 2
As always it is demonstrated that Papa only smokes because he looks even cooler while he's at it

The big knight greets Dale and eyes the minigun, clearly proud of meeting another heavy "Nice mower, how many revs? I betcha I could double 'em if you let me a couple private hours with her."

Dale takes Badger's vials and nods. He seems less than pleased to not have his characteristic cigar here on the island, but it appears the rules apply to everyone. "Yeah, sure, no problem. We'll keep it on the ferry for when you leave, unless you decide to take the monorail out." He motions to a set of raised light rails where you can see trains that head across the lake west. Likely you won't use them due to needing the ferry to take the van out, but it's good to know.

Those of you who decide to approach the ticket booth to Kingdom itself find it's entrance fee a steep 500 caps per day, per person, and that you're required to surrender any and all weaponry to be returned upon your exit. "We've more than enough security where you won't have to worry," the woman at the counter replies to your inquiries as to why.

If you're wondering what's in the Kingdom itself, they have a brochure indicating the crime statistics in the last decade within, (remarkably low for the wasteland) medical amenities (full auto-doc access as part of your day pass), food and drinks availability (clean, fresh-grown from on-site hydroponic gardens and underground animal ranching), and entertainment (vids, vids, and more vids).

Essentially, it's like paying to live in the vault again, if only for a day, but so much less crowded. Still, it's a hefty cost at 500 caps per day per person. Month passes exist for 8,000 caps per person, and the year-long citizenship pass is a whopping 40,000 caps, renewable at 25,000 caps per additional year.

As you flip through the pamphlet you learn that crime in both the Island of Nations (which if you haven't figured out by now is Downtown Disney) and (the Magic) Kingdom itself are punished in only one way - you're stripped of weapons and dropped into "The Petting Zoo" - the former Disney Animal Kingdom that has been walled off with electrified fencing and a wire mesh electrified dome and now contains some of the most deadly animals the waste has to offer, including deathclaws, leatherbacks, cazadores, lurks, and more. They say if you last a week you receive a pardon, but so far, nobody has been lucky enough to do so.

"What's the plan, compadres? We fixing up your truck, we lookin' for work? Just stayin' for the day?"

"Which way's the petting zoo at? Is that open to riff-raff or we gotta go in the Vault?"

Aeryicka looked around the area in wonder. Even with the overcrowding of the Vault, she had never seen so many people in one place. Feeling a bit nervous and shy, she kept Cray close by and partially hid behind Tom after handing over her pack of med-x syringes. "So where we go now, Tom?"

Tom mumbles to the girl behind him. "Hellz if I know. I've just been following the guy with the big armor."

Mickey gingerly steps out of their beat up van. "Man, we just got this puppy fixed up, too."

"Hey, Aeryicka, you seemed pretty handy with that medkit. You mind patching me up. I got a stimpak, but I'd rather not use it, if I don't gotta."

One wound. Don't spend a benny, if you fail. I'll just use a stimpak. And I believe it's 25 caps per player for the rescue. That leaves me with 445 caps.

Later...

Mickey raises an amused eyebrow at hearing about "King Mickey", but doesn't give it much thought beyond that. It was just a name after all.

"Yeah, all's I got are some stims, rad-x and radaway," he declares to the Rangers. "Don't know if we got a need to be heading to the Kingdom proper though. Well, except to fix my face, but that can keep a while until we get our next big job. Anyways, thanks for the rescue. We appreciate it."

"Let's hit up the watering hole. Ain't had a proper Nuka-kola in years. Besides maybe we can find a local job to help us fix our van."

Healing: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6
Wild Healing: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5

Nodding her head at Mickey --Was he related to the mysterious King of Kingdom?-- she pulled out her medkit and quickly got to work.

"Yo Mickey, that's the first good idea I heard in weeks. That's it, if we don't count mines Hahahahaha!" jokes Papa as he claps the other biggie of the team "We could hit the 'Hood stand too, maybe there's some work for badass Class A lil helpers."