"I heard guns go off. I looked back and saw the gang members standing over the kids. The kids had holes in their skulls." Danny said softly. They killed some innocent kids those pieces of crap Danny clenched his fist around his blade.
The Night Riders (a post apocalyptic rp)(Started)(Accepting new Members by PM)
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Danny, I understand why you're angry, but you need to calm down before your current condition worsens.
"MY CONDITION! THOSE KIDS ARE DEAD, I JUST HAVE A PAIN IN MY LEG AND NOSE. People die every day and I will try to help. I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" Danny screamed in anger. He thought to himself, I will stop these scumbags from killing people like they killed my brother Danny chucked his knife against the right side of the van. Every one needs to pay for the wrongs they commit
Sorry everyone, work was a bit much the past two days.
"Let's all calm down and head back to base. We'll sort everything out with a round of the good stuff. For now, let's pass by where those kids were shot and see if we can still save them."
"Yes these guys killed many people, look at us - we killed some of these to save our lives. If the one's who didn't die are rotting in Jail. I'm okay with that, it'd be immoral to let them die" Danny pleaded, looking for his phone. bollocks... he remembered, he'd left it in his car.
"No. We killed them to prevent them from causing further damage to the innocent. I couldn't care less about morality. I just want to stop people like these from hurting anyone and I want to make shure they get what they deserve, no matter what side of the morality coin it lands on." Danny replied becoming a little more civil and less angry.
Is there a chance the kids are still alive? The ones who were shot, I mean. Could Melody save them?
Paksenarrion said:
You can do what you wish with them (but I want 1 to die.) You can even chose how many kids there actually were.
Jake looked up, "Danny you holding on right? Are you sure about all those dead kids? Like seriously shot in the head? If so screw this we should just go home and get you patched up, then try and hunt these guys down. Dammit I hate bad days..."
"Danny, I shot one of those motherfuckers in the head. Causing more damage to them is not right, if they are in jail, they can't hurt ANYONE, right?"
Never watched Mad Max, are there jails?
Fieldy drove along side the battle wagon, listening to the conversation through the radio. "Morals, morals, morals. That's one thing I don't miss. The moral majority. Out here, you do what has to be done, how you say it should be done, and the only thing telling you not to do it is you." he said to Killer, who continued to ignore him. "I really only joined these guys 'cause they're a local force. And they're more trustworthy than these locals slugs. That incident with the kids, that's not survival, that's plain mad. I liked running things for Mongrel, he knew the limits. To bad Humungus ran him down." He quietly dove for a while, and eventually, he picked up the radio. "So what's the deal, we gonna leave those kids there or we gonna send a team after we drop of Danny? I'm impartial myself".
SextusMaximus said:
Well in the original MaX was a cop and there were jails and I would think there would be A FEW left at the point and time we are at
"Ian; Jail is for robbers. Murderers get to die. That is how it is and that is how it should be." Danny replied while picking up his blade. "People like them don't deserve anything as nice as a jail cell." Danny stroked his hand against the knife while he said that.
Melody drove by the bloody scene slowly, looking for signs of life from the kids...
"There! I see coughing! Guys, watch my back! I'll need two of you to help me carry these kids into the battle wagon!" She jumped out of the driver's seat and rushed to the scene. What she saw broke her heart.
One kid died, alright - a gunshot wound to the head - and he seemed to be the oldest of the three. The two younger ones were crying, and one of them had a wound on their leg. The still warm corpse had his arms protectively over the other two, a boy and a girl. The boy was facing the girl, trying to stem the blood coming out of her leg and singing a lullaby to her at the same time. The little girl was crying her eyes out, hitting the corpse's chest, as if to wake him up.
Melody called out carefully to them, "I'm a medic, my name is Melody. I'm here to help." She kept her eyes on the little boy as she approached them, not wanting to raise his defensive instincts any higher than it already was, and she waited until he nodded at her in confirmation before she started applying gauze on the girl's leg. "You applied pressure, good. I think we can save her leg." She kept talking to the boy, making sure he was still responsive. "I'm going to carry her to my vehicle, okay? I have a medical bay inside. Do you want to walk me there? These two men will help carry your brother - is...is he your brother?" she asked, respectfully inclining her head towards the corpse. The boy nodded. "Okay, these two men with me will help carry him into my vehicle, too, okay? Are you ready? Let's go."
As gently and as quickly as she could, she carried the little girl into the back of the battle wagon, placing her on the other gurney across from Danny. The little girl just cried harder, never taking her eyes off her dead brother.
"There! I see coughing! Guys, watch my back! I'll need two of you to help me carry these kids into the battle wagon!" She jumped out of the driver's seat and rushed to the scene. What she saw broke her heart.
One kid died, alright - a gunshot wound to the head - and he seemed to be the oldest of the three. The two younger ones were crying, and one of them had a wound on their leg. The still warm corpse had his arms protectively over the other two, a boy and a girl. The boy was facing the girl, trying to stem the blood coming out of her leg and singing a lullaby to her at the same time. The little girl was crying her eyes out, hitting the corpse's chest, as if to wake him up.
Melody called out carefully to them, "I'm a medic, my name is Melody. I'm here to help." She kept her eyes on the little boy as she approached them, not wanting to raise his defensive instincts any higher than it already was, and she waited until he nodded at her in confirmation before she started applying gauze on the girl's leg. "You applied pressure, good. I think we can save her leg." She kept talking to the boy, making sure he was still responsive. "I'm going to carry her to my vehicle, okay? I have a medical bay inside. Do you want to walk me there? These two men will help carry your brother - is...is he your brother?" she asked, respectfully inclining her head towards the corpse. The boy nodded. "Okay, these two men with me will help carry him into my vehicle, too, okay? Are you ready? Let's go."
As gently and as quickly as she could, she carried the little girl into the back of the battle wagon, placing her on the other gurney across from Danny. The little girl just cried harder, never taking her eyes off her dead brother.
Fieldy watched Melody get out of the car and run to the kids. Fieldy pulled out his wheelchair, and pulled himself out of the car. "Jeez, Jeez, Jeez..." He said, rolling towards the kids, Killer following behind. He looked at the little girl, wailing her eyes out. He looked down at Killer, and gave him a pleading look. The dog glared at him "No. No no no. I'm not going to play teddy bear for some snot-nosed..." Then Killer looked at the girls, and back at the boy who lay motionless on the asphalt. "Fine, but you owe me" Killer trotted up to the girl who was now in the truck, and began to lick her face. She began to stop crying for a moment, and then began to pet Killer. "Blegh. This kid tastes like dirt- oh goodness, you found my weak spot. well don't stop, keep scratching-" Field smirked as Melody shut the truck door. he rolled over to her. "Is she gonna be alright?" He asked, looking at the truck.
"From what I saw and felt of her wound, her leg isn't broken, but mentally, she might not walk at all." She shook her head sadly at Fieldy. "I hope Killer doesn't mind acting as babysitter for her for a while, at least until we can break through her mental block. As for the boy...we'll each take turns training him. I get the feeling he wants the chance to avenge his brother."
Jake looked down at the crying pair. The girl didn't look up to much but the boy had the spark in him the angry spark, Jake smiled, to himself, great another revenge driven soon to be trained killer with something to prove, we totally need more of those...
"hey so you guys just adopted a tiny ball of rage and revenge driven aggression between you? You're both crazy, we don't need to start an orphanage in the middle of all this, Danny's hurt, Ian's hurt we've got car wrecks all over the place and in the middle of this your going to fix a young girls half broken mind and train up yet another homicidal maniac we can hire? As for vengeance that gang, is nearly all dead, we got vengeance, vengeance solved, he has no one to avenge himself on! We're making a mistake here, I don't trust anyone who's had massive psychological trauma at a young impressionable age, just call me crazy. Dan tell them!"
"hey so you guys just adopted a tiny ball of rage and revenge driven aggression between you? You're both crazy, we don't need to start an orphanage in the middle of all this, Danny's hurt, Ian's hurt we've got car wrecks all over the place and in the middle of this your going to fix a young girls half broken mind and train up yet another homicidal maniac we can hire? As for vengeance that gang, is nearly all dead, we got vengeance, vengeance solved, he has no one to avenge himself on! We're making a mistake here, I don't trust anyone who's had massive psychological trauma at a young impressionable age, just call me crazy. Dan tell them!"
Fieldy quirked his eyebrow. "Adopted? I didn't say anything about that. I don't know what we're gonna do with them, but gas, guns, or gear. Nobody rides for free." Fieldy continued. "And besides. They don't look like psychos. It looks like they've gotten pretty far on there own as a group. I think it's safe to assume the dead one was their leader, and so there just lost. If they had to, the boy would step up and fill in the shoes. and besides, there's no point in arguing this here. Let's head back to town."
Danny looked at the expression on the boys face. It matched the expression Danny had when his brother went down in the line of duty infront of him. "I would normally agree with you Jake. I really would but if we didn't let in people who have experienced the Trauma of losing a brother, I wouldn't be here." Danny replied in a calm voice to Jake.
"oh... ermmm, sorry then I guess Dan, well you turned out ok, I'm willing to give them a try... I guess. Still keep 'Mr Something to prove' the hell away from me, I don't have time to look after kids, let the dog do it, it'll be better then they had out there at least. And christ when are we gonna get back already?"
Jake turned away, slightly embarrassed by his outburst, still he had no one on the street, in the gangs the weak were culled, you looked out for you and you alone. Bah things changed now since he joined The Night Riders. All the same, recruiting children seems crazy.
Jake turned away, slightly embarrassed by his outburst, still he had no one on the street, in the gangs the weak were culled, you looked out for you and you alone. Bah things changed now since he joined The Night Riders. All the same, recruiting children seems crazy.
"No need to be sorry Jake. You had a point and you made it. Nothing wrong with that." Danny replied. Danny cracked his knuckles and laid down to sleep in the Van.