Badass Dragons of the Wasteland - Round 1

Hollywood for me please! Laughable place, probably making better flicks now than ever! Couldn’t be any bloody worse! Same thing over and over!

Reminds me of my first zombie - Zimbabwe op it was, some rubbish to do with that devil Mugabe, happy days, ‘Zanzibar Zombies’ haha! Never mind, Zanzibar had more zing than Zim, made us laugh, sounded like a cocktail in Pattaya, y’know, something you’d pick up with the clap ha! Haha! Shot in the arm and hope it’s not the syp), so quick detour to the Bulawayo Club for an off-mission jolly reunion drink-up, Aubagne '86 eh? (haha! Chaque Légionnaire est ton frère d’armes and all that old rot!)

In rushes this thing, blur of arms and legs, spitting mad and cross-eyed, knocked over Petrov’s drink then stopped and stared - ugly one too - we laughed so hard I’m sure the trousers wanted washing! Old P was a mite cross too, thing lunged at him like a hungry rag doll and he took off its leg with his axe - just like that! Flash thought was ‘bloody odd for P to be so open!’, but then up it got, for all the world a drunken surfer balancing on a beach ball, and off we were again wetting our pants! Ha! The smiles on our faces, couldn’t miss 'em, funniest thing we’d seen in months! ‘Zanzibar Zombie’ please barman!

Goes without saying I s’pose things rapidly changed direction, whole thing a bit of a mess, ended up with me and P, who was wiping his axe on his beard, laughing outside and feeling a bit rotten about Yusuf, Franck and Michael, who’d ended up in floppy bits about the bar with everyone else like they’d been playing with nasty Belfast confetti. Still, get on with things don’t you? eh? Yes. No time for tears and sympathy anyway, hoards of the bloody goons all over the place. Off we popped, gave up on the op, back to base sort of thing.

Quick thinkers us lot, tactics and strategy are just part of our blood, sorted out a few diversion ploys and built them up into gambits for winning at Zombie Bowling (haha!), of course they seemed a bit cleverer than you’d give 'em credit for, showed some counter-zombiemanship, so we got into counter-counter-zombiemanship, made a great gag of the whole thing and had a bloody good laugh and made truckloads of money! Ha!

Trick is, stay small, stay out of the way, pop up and zap off they go, give 'em the good news, and slide back into the bushes like a shadow. Easy when you know how, eh? Just look in the bush before you climb in! Ha! Haha!

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I’ve heard no naysayers. I am convinced.

The word goes out today. The Clan of the BoingBoing will be asked to send us their best and brightest (and meanest and ugliest). Next to those who are already here, that is.

Let us see what they send!

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~Breathes a sigh of relief before getting on the radio with a response~

Now we’re talking’! I’ll be a sight less nervous knowin’ there’s a honest to gods escort rollin’ with me.

Channing (@gwwar) , I’ll see you at the last fuel up point before we make the run in.

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~Lets out a little hoot before replying~

You got yourself a deal, Junior (@funruly). Anyone who takes bullets or bite marks or bumps or bruises coverin’ for me gets their wrench work as near free as I can make it and still keep the pizza hot and ready.

That goes for you too, Channing (@gwwar). If you take any hits for me or Junior, I’ll get ya fixed up as best I can.

For those I’m rollin’ with, I charge just a third of the goin’ rate for my labor, and my cost +10% for parts. If you think that sounds fair, I think we got ourselves a convoy.

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That’s a 10-4, Colonel Clank. Meet you and 4Channing at the interchange of 60 and 91, near the rubble of the old Empowerment Temple Church. That spots been a quiet oasis since…well, there I go, repeating trucker tales again.

At any rate, it’s quiet and it’s where I plan to stash my trailer. After all, I’m not going to be needing a closed trailer if I’m hauling a rocket sled, and we sure as hell don’t need a whole truckload of hitchhikers when we get there.

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Any of you solo lobos headed from LA want to meet up on the way down? I’ll be at the 405 and the 5 until about 8PM and then rolling out. Been storing a few crates of ammo around there and I’d be willing to share if you ask nicely.

Meet up if you want, otherwise I’ll see you on the other side.

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Thanks for the clarification, De’ath.

I had assumed a Sea Monster on the California coast was one of these.

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Likewise, any of you coming from the south are welcome to join up at 311 Dunmere Drive in La Jolla. Technically, Sir Goneville De’Ath will be hosting, as he jacked this place from some guy stuck in Park City, but you really should check out the garage.

“We’re here to meet a friend”

–Bubba Zanetti

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Yes, yes, all pals together of course! Gunpowder, treason and plot - super stuff! Allez les gas!

Got a few old mates here, and there, and … I s’pose everywhere - sort of ladies and gents who can’t help but keep lots of the bang stuff handy! Could do with a few Claymores, was ready to go up to 2412 West Magnolia in Burbank but wonder if you’d be able to help save a bit of the bitumen??

I’ve one or two little extras for those hapless Zoms - hilarious contraptions - buzz saws on the bumper, that kind of thing!

Be sure to know, come what may, once I’m in, I’m in, and we make it together, or not at all! Ha! That’s the stuff.

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Does anyone else find it hilarious that Gun World is one block from the Martial Arts museum and across the street from the Jewish Center? If you run out bullets, there’s always nun chucks and Kabbalah.

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Don’t let the scale fool you. That’s not a tooth; it’s a surfboard.

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Oh yes, yes, that chap Asaf is based out of the Centre these days, has one of these:

Quite handy when you’re in a fix y’know!

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Jack “Knife” Boyer here. So this is what you kids call an apocalypse eh? Let me tell you boys and girls, where I’m from this is called Sunday afternoon. Hell the way I figure it Detroit slipped into the apocalypse some time around 1988.

My people built these machines. Both grandfathers worked on one assembly line or another, as did all their kids, and all of their kids including me. Three generations building genuine Detroit muscle. Those were tough days but good days.

See well before any missiles flew our city collapsed in on us. Some fled. Some couldn’t or wouldn’t. I was in the last group. I know cars. I can tear them apart and put them back together again with little more than duct tape, paperclips, and chewing gum. There was no life for me outside of the motor city. Those of us who stayed were buried in the rubble of the city our grandfathers had built. We were forced to leave the factories and make our livings smuggling, gambling, killing, robbing and whatever else we could to make a buck.

Turns out our misfortune was just a little earlier than the rest of yours. By the time the end came to the rest of civilization us Detroiters were well versed in apocalypse survival. We were veterans in a world of rookies. Many of us finally saw our chance to strike out into the world and make something of ourselves.

I went and converted the old 68 Chrysler Imperial that grandad built with his own two hands into a grade A shitgo machine and struck out West. Weapons? I have a nice big switch blade on one hip and a .45 on the other, don’t need much more when I have 5500 lbs of solid Detroit steel barreling down the road with a 440 cu. in. Wedgehead V8 kicking out just North of 400hp and a big ass cow catcher bolted onto the front. That is weapon enough. You wanna go toe to toe with me and Baby, you’re gonna regret it friend. Just get in line behind us and we will clear a path through whatever this pathetic excuse for an apocalypse has to throw at us.

Sign me up for Riverside boys and girls. Me and Baby are more than willing to help clear a path through some rednecks. If one of those good ole’ boys sidelines you I should be able to get you jimmied up and running again before they can regroup and strip your ride bare.

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Groovy. Things are picking up, and some Motown experience can only be an asset.

@penguinchris and @JonasEggeater, I don’t see Knife Boyer’s stats in the spreadsheet yet. Knife, did you send in the registration form?

Sent it in just before introducing myself to the crew. Probably just haven’t gotten around to rolling them yet.

Would love to play escort and Baby is certainly suited for it, but a motorhead like me has to be a mechanic, just no two ways about it.

Call me Jack, Jack Knife, or just Knife is fine. Really just call me whatever you want.

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Oops, forgot to make him a stat sheet. Doing it now.

Just made @drman321 and @beanbreath each a stat sheet. They’ve been added to the summary rank sheet, here.

@beanbreath, glad to see an AMC in the car roster.

Don’t mind if I do, Jack Knife III. Welcome to our seven nation army.

ps- When we get to Mars, I’ll be happy to work the counter in your vinyl record store.

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Gremlin? Pacer?

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EAGLE, EAGLE, EAGLE!

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