There isn't much for MacCready to do but try and get a lay of the land. There's no time to scream or cry about his weird displacement. He's got his rifle at least, which is now slung over his shoulder and probably looks so out of place with his size, but no more than his clothes — military garb fit for an adult, but fixed in some places that while he swims in it it's wearable. Weirdly enough while he has some spare ammo on him a lot of the things that were in his over-sized pockets before are now gone. Great, not only was he nabbed but someone took his shit too?
He slides his rifle off his shoulder and opts for holding it just in case, and the next time he sees someone he's approaching with a confidence and demand that only a twelve year old with a gun could muster.]
You! [He won't point his gun...not yet, but he carries with a demeanor that says he's not afraid to use it. Because you know, he's just so intimidating, this child.] Tell me what's going on.
spinning wheels
Fuck!
[What was he thinking? He just happened upon a stupid wheel and for some godforsaken reason he decided, "hey, I'm gonna be a fucking idiot and touch it!" and now here he is with blood running down his finger. A lot of blood. In fact, it's too much blood.
Having found some cloth he can be seen wrapping it around his finger while grumbling obscenities to himself. This place fucking sucks.]
network
[He keeps it fairly simple and to the point.]
where do i find guns and ammo here
wildcard
[or just come up with something! feel free to reach me at Nicknacked. also i am ok with either prose or brackets so pick whichever c:]
MacCready | Fallout [3]
[Well shit!
There isn't much for MacCready to do but try and get a lay of the land. There's no time to scream or cry about his weird displacement. He's got his rifle at least, which is now slung over his shoulder and probably looks so out of place with his size, but no more than his clothes — military garb fit for an adult, but fixed in some places that while he swims in it it's wearable. Weirdly enough while he has some spare ammo on him a lot of the things that were in his over-sized pockets before are now gone. Great, not only was he nabbed but someone took his shit too?
He slides his rifle off his shoulder and opts for holding it just in case, and the next time he sees someone he's approaching with a confidence and demand that only a twelve year old with a gun could muster.]
You! [He won't point his gun...not yet, but he carries with a demeanor that says he's not afraid to use it. Because you know, he's just so intimidating, this child.] Tell me what's going on.
spinning wheels
Fuck!
[What was he thinking? He just happened upon a stupid wheel and for some godforsaken reason he decided, "hey, I'm gonna be a fucking idiot and touch it!" and now here he is with blood running down his finger. A lot of blood. In fact, it's too much blood.
Having found some cloth he can be seen wrapping it around his finger while grumbling obscenities to himself. This place fucking sucks.]
network
[He keeps it fairly simple and to the point.]
where do i find guns and ammo here
wildcard
[or just come up with something! feel free to reach me at