Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160902215054/@comment-25828117-20170810140210

Hours... Martha and Randall had been walking through the thick jungle for hours. The dry blades of grass and leaves cut them slightly, the bugs, the ones that hadn't mutated into giant monsters, ate them alive and unbeknownst to them a company of mercs called The Preachers was after them.

But then out in the bush in front of them the sound of twigs snapping became apparent. Someone or something was approaching them.

The man with the clip board looked at Ward and then back at the people on board the ferry.

"I suppose there's room for five more..." He muttered in defeat. He was just a working stiff a few weeks away from retirement, he didn't need this drama right now.

Jack and the Apocalyptians were allowed onto the ferry. This one looked like an old Staten island ferry from all the way out in New York City, back in the day. Several levels, but really no outer-decks. They'd be packed together inside with a lot of horny men and women ready for some vice on Lady Leisure.

Not long after the ship left its port of call and Pearl Island behind. They had gotten away from the law it appeared...

Stick placed the last box of goods on the pier, stretched his back and shielded his eyes from hot high noon sun as he looked on as Struthers, his rusty bucket, Talulah and Steven wandered towards Dirty City.

"Well, we got rid of them. And this cargo." He groaned to Keiki.

"Seems your contract's done. I assume you've been paid in advance, cuz I don't have shit on me."

"In any case, where do you want me to drop you off?" The old sea dog pointed at the map of the Aloha Islands in the back of the cabin.

Dirt City didn't look too inviting. You'd think it was deserted were it not for the old woman in an old straw sunhat coming out of the lawman's office to see who the new people were.

She appeared to be native hawaiian. Her tan skin looked wrinkled and worn from hard labor, never the less she looked in good health for someone her age. Not a lot of people grew up to be this ripe in the wastes after all.

"What're ya doing here?" She asked, keeping her arms behind her back as she wandered towards Struthers, Gerald, Steven and Talulah.