Borderlands RP

[muttz]

"how else are we going to find out more information then a hyperion base? We can try and poke around at the kid but if he can't fully recall then what? We have chance at this base. The defenences aren't up yet. We have a better chance this to solve this.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had, incidentally, fallen asleep. He snored himself awake, and looked around. "W-What'd I miss?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

I guess... We'll see what Zai thinks of this. Is she's up we'll head out. If she's down, we won't.

[Farewell]

Zaida was up already having no sleep like always having bags under her eyes. She then heard mumbles inside before hearing her name or well nickname and stood entering. "Better not be talking shot about me" she huffed walking to the others.

[muttz]

(so I've been playing this character a bit differently then I thought. So I've aged him to early 40s, more of a father character who has seen some shit. If you guys are ok with this.) No one talking shit 'bout you Zaida, I have a job $1000 to get a shipment back from hyperion.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray moved about the gas station, looking around frantically. Every so often, he'd stop, crouch, and rub at his head, as if it were on fire.

[Zireous]

((Hey may I join? And if I can may I play a psycho?))

[Farewell]

 (Yes I guess)

[Zireous]

((Wonderful!))

Name: Danger

Race: Scalie

Sex: Male

Weapons: Jakobs Shotgun and a buzz saw sword

Clothes: A basic exo-suit made from hyperion robots, and biker gear. With a gas mask.

Background: His disorder makes him see whats not thier. He tries to be a good guy but doesn't know how. So he wanders all over the world to become a superhero!

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stopped at a nearby shelf, and pulled at the door. "Hey! Does anyone got the key for this thing? I'm tryin' to find my stuff!"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

*Alka called* The code is 2212

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded, and punched in the numbers. The lock clicked open, and he grabbed his pack. Ray immediately fell into a crouch, and hugged his pack, checking everything in it.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

*Alka checked his weaponry, polishing them and making sure he had ammunition*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray pulled his cloak on, avoiding the irritated patches of skin (when he was frost-bitten), and smiled. He checked his own rifle, and sighed, before he looked at Alka. "D-Do you...maybe...have any bullets? I'm out again."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

*Alka groaned, before handing him 2 magazines for each bullet type and 1 grenade* Please, don't run out so fast. I've got to salvage what I can find.