AtomBombBaby
Seeker of all things fun.
- Joined
- Sep 2, 2013
- Location
- Northeast
"You're the one that fucked up! You did the crime and now you're gonna fucking pay!" The voice rang out in the middle of the middle of the might. A man with a sack over his head sat in the passenger seat of a dune buggy as Lucie drove it. "You're just lucky Sheriff Rolin didn't doing this. She's been known to shoot people like you in the leg to guarantee you don't make it out of the desert alive." Lucie had her goggles pulled down as the desert dust was always bad no matter the time of day. The passenger had more to worry about than just dust. He was about to be left out in the middle of the desert, at night with nothing but his bare hands. That's what you got as a second warning when you broke the law in RedRock.
"Yeah it sucks, it can be harsh, but you're told the rules when you enter the town. You knew damn well what you were doing and that woman you backhanded, she's a friend of mine. So you're damn lucky I don't shoot you and let you try a survive with a hole in you." Lucie growled as she came to a stop and made sure nothing was around them. Getting out of the buggy the woman walked around and yanked the male out of his seat.
"You will stand here and I will drive around and cut your hands free before leaving. Can't have you trying to jump back in the buggy now can I?" She said as she got back in the buggy and did as she said, driving around so her drivers side was behind the man where his hands were tied. As Lucie was about to cut his hands free there was a blinding light, one that caused Lucie to throw her hands over her goggles and the male drop to the ground and hide his face in the dirt.
"What the fuck was that!" The males voice rang out as Lucie got out of the buggy. "Shut it you, don't wanna attract anything do ya?" Lucie said as she walked towards the area the light came from. There was a small crater that spanned a few feet with a woman laying in the middle. Shining her flashlight Lucie saw the...clean woman. "Well ya just don't see that too often." She said to herself as she slid into the crater and knelt down beside the woman. "Not an alien, though could be, who am I to judge?" Chuckling the woman poked at the woman. As she began to turn Lucie pulled her up. "Can't have you rotting in the desert, Rolin is gonna want to meet you." Lucie said as she made sure the woman could stand on her own.
"Not a big talker huh? I guess I wouldn't be either if I just appeared out of nowhere." Lucie got the weird woman to the buggy and had her sit down before she got back into the drivers seat. Lucie had to be quick, there was no telling what was spying on them from a distance. It was night after all and that's when the creatures came out to play. So getting back into her buggy she drove off and head back to RedRock.
Once at RedRock she parked her buggy and with most of the town asleep she took the mysterious woman to the Sheriffs office. Sitting behind her desk was Sheriff Rolin. "Did you take care of our problem?" The woman asked as she had a glass of whiskey in her hand. "Ooo, I did. But ya see, something happened. And with what happened, I may or may not have forgotten to cut him free before leaving." Lucie smacked her own forehead as she forgot to cut the mans hands loose. Rolin looked at Lucie before she roared with laughter.
"Can't say I feel for the man." Rolin said before setting eyes on the new face. "Who is this?" She asked as Lucie had the woman sit down in front of Rolins desk. "The something that happened. It was like out of one of them stories from the past. A bright light, followed by this person just laying in a crater." Lucie said as she stood to the side and Rolin sat up to see the woman better. "Well, seems kind of weird, but we've seen weirder around these parts. Though she ain't dressed much, now is she?" Rolins aid as the mysterious woman was only in the basics, a pair of white cotton panties and matching tank top.
"Tell me your name." Rolin said and suddenly the world around the woman froze. A box came up with the words 'Type name here...'...
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The town of RedRock, founded in the year 2320 by a couple of lone travelers. At that time the town was nothing but a few train cars, scrap sheet metal and old vehicles. Over the years the town was transformed into a small, but worthy trading post that gave travelers a break from the never ending desert oasis. For miles the endless dunes span, challenging even the most hardened travelers. Often bodies are found, looted or worse, for those who enjoy the taste of human often scour the desert for that succulent meal. Located in the middle of the barren land most visitors to the town are there to get their vehicle worked on, grab a quick meal, stay in the hotel or visit the small but adequate brothel. The garage was known for fixing all manner of dune buggies, even the robot or two depending on the make and model.
The leader of RedRock, Debra, was one to put the health of RedRock above any single being. Debra was a descendant of one of the original founders of RedRock, their great great great great granddaughter. Her office was located in the sheriffs office, in the back behind closed doors. Nothing happened in RedRock without her permission. She controlled the inventory, who was allowed in the town and who could live there. Visitors had a limited stay, two weeks and they had to start paying a tax to stay within the safety of the walls.
The HomeStay tax could either be paid for by normal means, older world money, trade or by performing jobs for Debra. This way of life was enforced by Sheriff Rolin. Rolin was ruthless with her enforcement of the tax, as well as keeping trouble out of RedRock. IF you were caught causing trouble your first warning came as a verbal threat. You didn't get a second warning, if caught causing trouble a second time you were gagged, a sack put over your head and your stuff was taken as payment for causing trouble. You were then driven out into the middle of the desert and left to die.
All around the town was a well oiled machine. Well managed and their home defense was enough to stave off the giant ants, flies, hornets and the occasional wandering mutant.
"Yeah it sucks, it can be harsh, but you're told the rules when you enter the town. You knew damn well what you were doing and that woman you backhanded, she's a friend of mine. So you're damn lucky I don't shoot you and let you try a survive with a hole in you." Lucie growled as she came to a stop and made sure nothing was around them. Getting out of the buggy the woman walked around and yanked the male out of his seat.
"You will stand here and I will drive around and cut your hands free before leaving. Can't have you trying to jump back in the buggy now can I?" She said as she got back in the buggy and did as she said, driving around so her drivers side was behind the man where his hands were tied. As Lucie was about to cut his hands free there was a blinding light, one that caused Lucie to throw her hands over her goggles and the male drop to the ground and hide his face in the dirt.
"What the fuck was that!" The males voice rang out as Lucie got out of the buggy. "Shut it you, don't wanna attract anything do ya?" Lucie said as she walked towards the area the light came from. There was a small crater that spanned a few feet with a woman laying in the middle. Shining her flashlight Lucie saw the...clean woman. "Well ya just don't see that too often." She said to herself as she slid into the crater and knelt down beside the woman. "Not an alien, though could be, who am I to judge?" Chuckling the woman poked at the woman. As she began to turn Lucie pulled her up. "Can't have you rotting in the desert, Rolin is gonna want to meet you." Lucie said as she made sure the woman could stand on her own.
"Not a big talker huh? I guess I wouldn't be either if I just appeared out of nowhere." Lucie got the weird woman to the buggy and had her sit down before she got back into the drivers seat. Lucie had to be quick, there was no telling what was spying on them from a distance. It was night after all and that's when the creatures came out to play. So getting back into her buggy she drove off and head back to RedRock.
Once at RedRock she parked her buggy and with most of the town asleep she took the mysterious woman to the Sheriffs office. Sitting behind her desk was Sheriff Rolin. "Did you take care of our problem?" The woman asked as she had a glass of whiskey in her hand. "Ooo, I did. But ya see, something happened. And with what happened, I may or may not have forgotten to cut him free before leaving." Lucie smacked her own forehead as she forgot to cut the mans hands loose. Rolin looked at Lucie before she roared with laughter.
"Can't say I feel for the man." Rolin said before setting eyes on the new face. "Who is this?" She asked as Lucie had the woman sit down in front of Rolins desk. "The something that happened. It was like out of one of them stories from the past. A bright light, followed by this person just laying in a crater." Lucie said as she stood to the side and Rolin sat up to see the woman better. "Well, seems kind of weird, but we've seen weirder around these parts. Though she ain't dressed much, now is she?" Rolins aid as the mysterious woman was only in the basics, a pair of white cotton panties and matching tank top.
"Tell me your name." Rolin said and suddenly the world around the woman froze. A box came up with the words 'Type name here...'...
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The town of RedRock, founded in the year 2320 by a couple of lone travelers. At that time the town was nothing but a few train cars, scrap sheet metal and old vehicles. Over the years the town was transformed into a small, but worthy trading post that gave travelers a break from the never ending desert oasis. For miles the endless dunes span, challenging even the most hardened travelers. Often bodies are found, looted or worse, for those who enjoy the taste of human often scour the desert for that succulent meal. Located in the middle of the barren land most visitors to the town are there to get their vehicle worked on, grab a quick meal, stay in the hotel or visit the small but adequate brothel. The garage was known for fixing all manner of dune buggies, even the robot or two depending on the make and model.
The leader of RedRock, Debra, was one to put the health of RedRock above any single being. Debra was a descendant of one of the original founders of RedRock, their great great great great granddaughter. Her office was located in the sheriffs office, in the back behind closed doors. Nothing happened in RedRock without her permission. She controlled the inventory, who was allowed in the town and who could live there. Visitors had a limited stay, two weeks and they had to start paying a tax to stay within the safety of the walls.
The HomeStay tax could either be paid for by normal means, older world money, trade or by performing jobs for Debra. This way of life was enforced by Sheriff Rolin. Rolin was ruthless with her enforcement of the tax, as well as keeping trouble out of RedRock. IF you were caught causing trouble your first warning came as a verbal threat. You didn't get a second warning, if caught causing trouble a second time you were gagged, a sack put over your head and your stuff was taken as payment for causing trouble. You were then driven out into the middle of the desert and left to die.
All around the town was a well oiled machine. Well managed and their home defense was enough to stave off the giant ants, flies, hornets and the occasional wandering mutant.