The fucking twilight

Brainers in the Woods

note: this was completely from memory. Other PC’s, please add your own story lines, or any details as you remember them.

Characters Involved: Dino Dylan Trout Vega

Vega Dino Trout

Trout and Dino get together and decide they want Uncle Vega’s help in rolling up a posse and tracking down Chin and the stolen narco stabs down in the forest below. They stroll on over to Vega’s, who’s just trying to get some shuteye after a rough day. “Forget about the damn stabs, they’re gone. I got more important shit to worry about. Come see me in the morning”. Dejected, Lost Trout and Dino hang their heads and retreat to their apartments.

Dylan

Dylan goes back to the junkyard to clean up a bit, where his car lies in a smoldering pile of ash and metal. There he runs into (forgotten NPC name, we’ll call him Joe) who feeds Dylan some bullshit about doing some welding when Look came along and tossed a bunch of fuel at him, causing the huge explosion.

Vega Dylan

Uncle Vega wakes up the next morning, eats his breakfast, and looking to take care of some business, goes searching for his new lieutenant, Dino. Nowhere to be found. Finding him missing, he heads over to find Rourke. Also gone. Fuck.

Uncle rolls on down to the junkyard to find out what happened with the explosion. Dylan explains that Joe was doing some welding when Look sabotaged the joint. Uncle Vega, not being born yesterday, points out that there’s no way Joe would have come away unharmed if his welding sparks accidentally set the place off; he must have been in on it.

Dylan and Vega go on a hunt for Joe to find out what really happened. This takes them to Petra, The Fucking Whore, who says Look did not show up for his “appointment”, and that maybe she saw him heading down towards the market.

At the market, Vega and Dylan find Millions, the local small-potatoes gun dealer. Business is looking up, since he had just sold that semi-functioning SMG that’s been hanging on the wall forever. As it just so happens, he sold it to Joe, he explains to a bemused Uncle Vega. Millions is obviously not being straight with the hard holder, but he won’t give up any more information.

Just then, Dylan notices Look running out from behind one of the stalls towards the junkyard. Dylan and Vega give chase. As Uncle Vega follows him through the main entrance, Dylan tries to cut him off through the back way, as he figures Look is making for his truck, which he is. Dylan and Look arrive at the truck simultaneously. Dylan attempts to shoot Look, but misses badly, adding just one more hole to a bullet ridden truck, and Look makes it to the truck. As he speeds out of the junkyard, Vega tries to slow him down but, not being known for acting under pressure, fumbles with his gun. He is forced to dive out of the way as Look barrels out of town towards the south.

Dylan Vega

Uncle heads back to the compound to grab his best one-handed driver, (forgotten NPC name, call him Hook). Hook revs up his armored car, and in pile Uncle, Dylan, and Mimi, leaving Bar in charge of the hardhold.

They catch up with Look in no time, and Vega deftly shoots the rear tire of the truck, causing Look to skid to a halt while Hook cuts him off. Obviously shaken, Look surrenders and admits he’s been working for Rufe the whole time. He was on his way to rat out Uncle for hoarding the narco stabs. Uncle Vega, in an unbelievable show of mercy, decides not to kill Look on the spot and throw him over the butte. Instead, they tie him up with jumper cables while Dylan replaces the tire on the truck, and the whole party heads back to the hold.

Once back, Uncle Vega, looking to blow off some steam, heads over to Petra, The Fucking Whore. “Want to have a toss?” inquires Vega, to which he receives the reply of 2 barter worth of oddments. 2-fucking barter? Uncle Vega points out that he just traded all of his personal wealth to feed the damn hardhold, and he’s looking for a little gratitude, but that stupid ungrateful cunt is having none of it. Vega storms out, leaving “that frigid bitch” in the dust.

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