This is a log of arguably our best Role Playing we’ve had on Desolation. It takes place in “The Pit” in Junktown.
It was to be a banishment match. Articfox, the highest ranking Desert Ranger, current reigning Heavyweight Boxing Champion, and who as of late has been throwing his authority arround, was challenged by Sorlag of the Badland Orignals, the biggest, baddest, and most feared man in the Wasteland. The loser would be ejected from their guild, disgraced.
The Junktown Pit - Fight Arena
A filthy scum filled room. The stench of rotten flesh and maggots hangs in the air, and the floor is slick with blood. This place looks like it was once a trash storage room, but has been cleaned up slightly to accommodate for the street fights and boxing matches that take place here. There’s a makeshift ring in the center of the room, where the two opponents fight. On the north wall, written in blood, the words “The Pit” A small, rusty fire alarm bell hangs on the wall. A large steel cage has been constructed in the middle of the arena. The steel cage contains:
Sorlag, the Social Outcast Articfox, the Major Argent
Outkast, the Violent Punk Cliff, the Commando For Hire Rangerdagg the Enforcer of the Wastes Devil stands here menacingly, one hand on his shotgun at all times. Valence. Drerick, the Command Corporal Bitterman, the Pit Referee Treis, the -=Evil Goat=-
Bitterman clears his throat, “Say Devil, where’s your boy Sorlag, e’s late”
Devil looks up from polishing his shotgun, “Beats me. Probably out mugging someone.”
Rangerdagg stares of into the distance, his face etched into a grim look.
Devil spits on his menacing “Demon 550” double-barrel shotgun, then starts to tenderly shine it with the sleeve of his shirt.
Outkast smirks, “I seen him at the bar last night, Probably passed out drink in a gutter somewhere”
You hear a muffled scream, and a dull thud, sounds like soemone fell down the well.
Devil perks up at the dull thud in the distance, and raises a pierced eyebrow.
Articfox mumbles “That’ll probably be him” and resumes meditating.
Rangerdagg chuckles, and looks Articfox over.
Devil waves for people to shut up, “I think that’s him… or one stupid ass villager.”
Sorlag staggers in, looking drunk and disorentated.
Sorlag takes a swig of Rotgut and makes a face of disgust.
Outkast shakes his head, “Have to many last night Sorlag?”
Articfox jumps up to his feet with cat-like agility.
Sorlag spits on the ground.
Sorlag smirks.
Rangerdagg stares at Sorlag, wondering how in the hell to sober him up.
Sorlag drops a bottle of Rotgut.
Cliff sighs ,“Oh boy!”
Devil walks up to Sorlag, grinning, and claps him on the back. “Decided you’d make it, huh? You ready to kick some ass?”
Sorlag smirks, “Let’s do this”
Rangerdagg glares in Devil’s direction.
Outkast pats Sorlag on the back, “After you win i’ll get you drunk again”
Sorlag nods at Outkast.
Rangerdagg asks: Articfox, are you ready?
Devil smiles at Dagg, and gives him a smart-ass wink.
Articfox nods.
Rangerdagg says: Good soldier, make the Rangers proud.
Articfox exclaims: Sir, ready as ever, sir!
Sorlag slowly steps inside the massive steel cage.
Articfox enters the steel cage.
Articfox looks at Sorlag.
Sorlag looks at Articfox.
Sorlag smirks.
Rangerdagg says: It’s up to you, Ranger, live up to your name tonight.
Articfox nods.
Rangerdagg salutes Articfox.
Sorlag slams his head against the wall of the cage several times, letting out a primal scream of rage.
Devil calls out to Sorlag, “Yo, you sure you want to do this?”
Cliff eyes lights up in anticipation.
Articfox quietly sits in the corner of the cage.
Rangerdagg smirks at Sorlag.
Sorlag nods at Devil.
Devil shrugs.
Outkast yells, “Beat his fucking face in SORLAG!!!!”
Rangerdagg says: Badlander, you had better get sober before this match starts.
Outkast laughs, “He’s ready enough”
Sorlag smirks at Rangerdagg, spitting at him, “Fuck off, Ranger boy”
Articfox mumbles “Maybe he wants to master the “drunken brawler” technique today”
Devil shoots a retort at Dagg, “Hey, you afraid your toughest Ranger’s gonna get his ass kicked by a drunken ganger?”
Cliff smirks.
Articfox looks up.
Articfox stands up.
Rangerdagg says: Bloodshead which is useless and in vain is not what I am here for. Articfox can hold his own. It’s Sorlag that I’m worried about.
Devil shrugs “I’m not one to disagree with a guy who once through a refridgerator at me.”
Sorlag mumbles: I’s could kick yous asses any day of the week, let’s do this shit.
Outkast smirks at Articfox, “Get in there and get what you deserve ranger”
Cliff leans up against the wall, amused by the situation.
Articfox takes a one cent coin out of his pants and flicks it in Outkast’s general direction.
Articfox says: here, take that and go buy yourself a life.
Rangerdagg says: Settle that additute, Badlander, that may be the last time you smart off to me.
Articfox sits down again and meditates.
Sorlag spits on the ground.
Bitterman says: alright, then.
Bitterman says: ladies, genlemen, may I have your attention please.
Outkast glances over at Bitterman.
Cliff looks at Bitterman.
Valence looks at Bitterman disinterestedly.
Bitterman exclaims: this fight today is brought to you by Rogut!
Devil smirks, and scratches his nose-ring.
Sorlag cheers for Rotgut.
Outkast lets out a resounding cheer!
Bitterman exclaims: when you don’t care what you drink, DRINK ROTGUT!
Devil raises a bottle of Rotgut.
Valence says: Three cheers for Rotgut.
Devil unsatisfied by the promo, he tosses the bottle into the air and blasts the empty bottle into a large cloud of broken glass.
Devil points his Demon 550 double-barrel shotgun at the bottle of Rotgut and lets loose a blast of white-hot double-barrel fury.
Cliff nods.
Bitterman asks: Are you ready?
Devil cheers Sorlag on! “Go Sorlag go!”
Rangerdagg looks at Articfox.
Rangerdagg asks: Soldier, are you ready to go on?
Articfox mumbles “Damn right I’m ready” and resumes his meditation.
Bitterman exclaims: I said, ARE YOU READY?!
Sorlag smirks.
Rangerdagg nods.
Sorlag spits on the ground.
Rangerdagg says: Make us proud, Fox.
Devil sings mockingly in front of Articfox: “Sorlag, Sorlag, he’s our man! If he can’t do it, we’re FUCKED!”
Articfox jumps up on his feet with cat-like agility.
Bitterman says: then… Bitterman yells: LET’S GET REEEEEAAADDY TO BEAT SOME ASS!!
Cliff cracks his knuckles.
Sorlag nods.
Articfox nods.
Bitterman exclaims: in this corner, of the steel cage, representing the Badland Originals, believed to be one of the biggest baddest mother fuckers this side of the Colorado, Sorlag!
Outkast cheers Sorlag on! “Go Sorlag go!”
Articfox assumes a aggressive stance.
Devil screams.
Rangerdagg nods at Articfox.
Outkast yells: Get him you mother fucker!
Devil puts his hands behind his back, and lowers his head as he watches the fight begin.
Bitterman exclaims: and, in this corner, the current Heavyweight Boxing champion, representing the Desert Rangers, a giant in his own right, respected by many, and the embodiment of everything that is a Ranger, Articfox!
Rangerdagg lets out a resounding cheer!
Sorlag smirks.
Sorlag spits at Articfox.
Articfox patiently wipes off Sorlag’s spit.
Devil spits on the ground.
Outkast yells: BOO!
Rangerdagg glares at Sorlag.
Sorlag gives Rangerdagg the middle finger salute.
Rangerdagg says: You’ll get yours soon enough, Badlanders.
Treis cheers Sorlag on! “Go Sorlag go!”
Rangerdagg smirks.
Treis pats Sorlag on the back.
Treis says: get him man.
Bitterman says: this fight is for the Heavyweight Boxing championship, a sanctioned tournament bout, and a banishment match.
Bitterman says: the loser will leave their guild, dishonored.
Devil exclaims: Pack yer bags, Fox!
Devil snickers.
Sorlag says: well then, nice knowing you Ranger boy.. wait, what am I saying, no it wasn’t.
Sorlag smirks.
Treis snickers.
Articfox says: the disgust is all mine, i assure you.
Bitterman asks: Sorlag, are you ready?
Sorlag says: just fucking get on with it, god you suck as an announcer.
Bitterman says: right.. I’ll take that as a “yes sir, I am ready.”
Sorlag spits on the ground.
Sorlag says: whatever.
Rangerdagg leans against a section of the Pit wall, and readies himself for the match.
Outkast sits across the room away from all the Rangers.
Devil stands in the midsts of the Desert Rangers, mockingly.
Outkast smugly smirks at Devil.
Bitterman asks: Articfox, are you ready?
Articfox nods in the general direction of Bitterman.
Bitterman nods.
Bitterman says: alright then.
Bitterman rings the small, rusty fire alarm bell. The small, rusty fire alarm bell emits a loud, clear ring.
Sorlag smirks.
Sorlag suddenly hits Articfox with a sucker-punch to the kidney.
Outkast yells: kick his fucking ass mang!
Sorlag yells: BRING IT RANGER BITCH!
Articfox staggers back in pain.
Rangerdagg exclaims: SHOW HIM WHAT YOU CAN DO RANGER!
Treis exclaims: LET’S SEE SOME BLOOD! GO SORLAG!!!!!
Articfox drop kicks Sorlag !
Outkast smirks.
Outkast exclaims: What are you doing Ranger?..Love tapping him!
Sorlag falls back to the floor, wincing in pain, quickly jumping up and charging at Articfox, slamming him hard into the cage wall.
Treis cheers Sorlag on! “Go Sorlag go!”
Articfox pushes at Sorlag with all his might, raising him by the neck and flinging him to the other side of the cage wall.
Devil sneers.
Outkast arches his eyebrow.
Articfox says: punk.
Treis yells drunken curses at Articfox.
Sorlag rolls back on the floor, standing up on one knee, and wiping the blood from his mouth.
Outkast exclaims: You fucked up now ranger!
Treis yells: beat his FUCKING ASS!
Articfox charges Sorlag and attempts to kick him in the jaw.
Devil growls “Kick his fucking skull in!”
Valence says: Sorlag looks a bit upset.
Rangerdagg exclaims: That’s it Ranger!
Sorlag sidesteps Articfox, grabbing him and throwing him hard into the cage wall.
Paco says: impressive.
Rangerdagg flinches.
Valence says: Ouch, that looked like that had to hurt.
Treis yells: HELLMOTHERFUCKINYEAH!
Articfox mumbles “mmmf!” was he hits the cage wall with a crash.
Sorlag proceeds to grind Articfox’s face into the barb-wire cage, “YOU THINK YOU TOUGH RANGER! YOU AIN SHIT!”
Devil cringes, “Damn, that looked painful. Your boy keeps this up, Dagg, and he’ll be counting his teeth on one hand.”
Valence says: Woah, look at all that blood.
Articfox mumbles “i’m tougher thatn you, bitch!”
Outkast tries to spit on Articfox through the cage.
Articfox whirls around and throws Sorlag to the floor.
Rangerdagg holds back his emotions, and watches the fight.
Treis throws a broken beer bottle at the cage.
Rangerdagg exclaims: There! Rangerdagg exclaims: Bring the fight to him, Ranger! Don’t back down!
Sorlag falls back, knocking his head hard against the floor, screaming in pain.
Treis yells: GET UP MAN!
Outkast yells: you fight like a bitch ranger!
Treis yells: GET THE FUCK UP!
Rangerdagg asks: Where’s your talk now Sorlag?
Rangerdagg smirks.
Treis yells: RANGER BITCH!
Valence says: Sorlag took a stiff kick to the stomach, but looked like the blow to the head he suffered right afterwards was much worse.
Sorlag gets up, shaking his head, and regaining his sences.
Articfox kicks Sorlag down to the floor agian, kicking him in the guts while he’s down.
Treis cheers Sorlag on! “Go Sorlag go!”
Outkast chants: Sorlag… Sorlag… Sorlag!
Rangerdagg exclaims: Fox! Fox! Fox!
Treis exclaims: fuck cheap ass bitch, FOX, YOU’RE GOIN DOWN!
Sorlag falls down again, then swiftly takes out Articfox’s knee, sending him to the floor.
Articfox shrieks as he falls to the floor, suprised at Sorlag’s move.
Valence says: Desperation move there. Sorlag couldn’t hold his balance, but he got Fox down to eye level.
Sorlag jumps up to his feet, dropping an elbow on Articfox’s rib cage.
Treis screams ‘WOOFREAKINGHOOO!!!!"
Outkast exclaims: Break his damn ribs!
Treis exclaims: STOMP HIS HEAD!
Articfox rolls out of Sorlag’s reach.
Articfox jumps to his feet.
Rangerdagg lets out a resounding cheer!
Sorlag gasps in pain as his elbow kisses the hard concrete, breaking his left arm.
Outkast gasps.
Valence exclaims: Son of a bitch!
Devil frown.
Cliff exclaims: eewww!
Outkast steps back as he is sprawed with blood.
Rangerdagg asks: NOW WHAT? BADLANDERS?
Valence says: Sorlag has a bit of bone showing through there, that’s not pretty.
Paco punches his fists hard into the nearest wall.
Rangerdagg grins.
Sorlag shrugs off the pain, catching Articfox off guard in the jaw with a hard right cross.
Paco exclaims: what a fight!
Valence says: Teeth and blood, nasty shot there.
Outkast crowds up against the cage curseign at Articfox.
Articfox mumbles “mmmf” as he goes down!
Treis screams at Articfox.
Sorlag yells: IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?! PUSSY!
Rangerdagg frowns.
Outkast yells: yeah give it to him Sorlag
Valence says: Sorlag, shaking off that broken arm, throws some taunts down on the fallen Fox.
Sorlag yells: YOU’RE JUST A WEAK ASS POSER! THAT’S ALL YOU’RE EVER GONNA FUCKING BE!
Treis yells: KICK HIS ASS SORLAG!
Articfox mumbles “No …”
Articfox jumps up and suddely swings a haymaker at Sorlag’s jaw.
Sorlag staggers back, stunned from the attack.
Valence says: Wow, Sorlag shuts up temporarily.
Rangerdagg grins.
Articfox follows up with a roundhouse kick to Sorlag’s midsection.
Rangerdagg exclaims: YES! BRING THE FIGHT TO HIM!
Rangerdagg exclaims: GET HIM FOX! GET HIM!
Valence says: Another shot to Sorlag’s stomach and the tide turns again.
Sorlag coughs, having the wind knocked out of him, left defenceless.
Devil scratches his stubbled chin, pondering the current situation. “This isn’t looking too hot.”
Articfox swings his fist at Sorlag’s cranium.
Valence says: This isn’t a good spot for Sorlag to be in.
Rangerdagg asks: WHERE’S YOUR TAUNTS NOW???
Treis mumbles something under his breath.
Rangerdagg shakes his head.
Sorlag takes the blow hard, getting knocked unconsicous, hitting floor with a dull thud, cracking his head wide open on the cold concrete.
Rangerdagg flinches.
Rangerdagg exclaims: My God!
Treis says: oh shit.
Bitterman checks on Sorlag, “Are you OK man? Can you continue?”
Treis bangs his fists together.
Outkast yells: Get the fuck up Sorlag!!
Sorlag lays there, motionless, his eyes rolling slowly back into his head.
Valence says: Jesus, Sorlag in some bad shape there.
Treis says: fuck.
Articfox says: pretty empty for such a loudmouth.
Articfox elbow-drops Sorlag.
Bitterman pulls Articfox back off of Sorlag, “Dude, lay off, I think he’s seriously hurt”
Articfox nods.
Devil stands there, mouth slightly open. You can see him mouth the words: “What… the… fuck…”
Outkast shakes the fence.
Rangerdagg looks back at Devil and smirks.
Cliff looks almost pale.
Treis watches as his face turns blood red.
Outkast says: Your gonna fuckign die for that one Fox.
Bitterman shakes Sorlag, “Dude, can you continue?”
Articfox stands in the corner and shakes his head.
Treis says: holy fucking shit.
Devil walks up to the fence, lifting his shotgun one-handed and blowing off the lock. He kicks the door open and steps in, striding over to the fallen ganger and kneeling down.
Sorlag breathes one last breath, “Fuck you, Fox..” And with that, the life drains from Sorlag.
Rangerdagg yells, “Dammit! Get some help, Outkast!” and runs after Devil.
Bitterman yells: MEDIC!
Treis runs behind Devil into the cage.
Devil growls: “Shit…”
Valence says: Oh shit, oh fuck. Folks, this is a sad moment for “The Pit.” Sorlag has passed on…
Articfox stands in the corner and shakes his head.
Valence says: I…I…I just don’t know what to say here.
Rangerdagg checks over Sorlag’s lifeless body.
Rangerdagg hangs his head.
Bitterman sighs, “Shit..”
Outkast drops to the floor and starts muttering to himself rocking back and forth.
Articfox strides over to Sorlag and inspects it.
Articfox checks Sorlag’s pulse.
Treis looks over at Articfox, then at Sorlag’s broken body, his face distraught, and eye’s bloodshot.
Articfox shakes his head.
Devil looks up at Articfox, and promptly backfists him in the jaw. “Get the fuck out of here!”
Outkast yells: YOU FUCKING RANGERS GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM!
Articfox says: oh, shit, i killed him …
Treis yells: you FUCKING piece of SHIT!
Devil stands up sharply, grabbing Fox by the back of the neck, and forces his face 2 inches from the cracked-open skull of Sorlag. Devil screams “You see this?! You see this shit!? That’s YOURS.”!
Articfox screams I DIDN’T MEAN IT !!
Articfox exclaims: i didn’t want to kill him in the first place !
Devil growls, releasing his firm grip, and shoves Fox backwards onto his ass.
Articfox hangs his head …
Bitterman reluctantly raises Articfox’s hand, “The winner.. Articfox.. now someone help me get this corpse out of here”
Rangerdagg helps Bitterman with Sorlag.
Bitterman nods at Rangerdagg.
Paco says: my god.
Outkast helps Bitterman carry Sorlag too.
Outkast yells: Treis get the fuck over here and help me with Sorlag
Treis runs over to Sorlag’s corpse.
Bitterman opens the door of the cage, slowly dragging Sorlag’s lifeless corpse out of the arena.
Devil stands, and follows Bitterman.
Rangerdagg motions to Bitterman to proceed.
Treis says: back of Dagg, this isn’t your fucking place.
Outkast gets up in Rangerdagg’s face, “Man, damn fucking Ranger, get away from my fucking brother! "
Devil walks behind Outkast, grabbing him by the arm and keeps him from mauling Dagg. “Let’s go, Outkast…”
Bitterman with the help of Dagg, and others, drags the corpse down the hall.
Articfox mumbles “Didn’t mean it”
Articfox says: killed a man … killed man …
Part Two
Later that day outside Ground Zero, the home of the Badland Originals…
Outside a dreary night-club You stumble upon an old brick building with loud 80’s punk-rock music blasting out of it. There’s lots of grafitti all over the walls. This building would have been taller, if it weren’t for the top floor being gone. A few piles of rubble are next to it, and a burnt-out shell of a Mack truck is on its side,forever parked, near the door. A neon sign flickers above the doorway. The all-too-familiar sound of an Uzi being fired in burst-mode, and what looks to be a dead body laying in front of the door makes you think twice about entering this gang hangout. The sun is high in the sky. It is quite bright. A small mound of dirt and a black cross rest several yards away from the nightclub.
Devil stands here menacingly, one hand on his shotgun at all times. Valence. Outkast, the Violent Punk Paco, the Wandering Desert Vagrant Rangerdagg the Enforcer of the Wastes Treis, the -=Evil Goat=- Articfox, the Major Argent The motionless body of Sorlag is crumpled here.
Treis walks into the room, carrying Sorlag’s bloody battered body over his shoulder.
Bitterman grunts, collpsing from exhaustion.
Bitterman says: god damn he’s heavy.
Rangerdagg helps Bitterman with the rest of Sorlag’s body, and enters sweating and panting.
Bitterman removes his tattered black Metallica shirt.
Bitterman wipes his face off with his tattered shirt.
Devil sneers, the shovel resting on his shoulder.
Treis removes his tattered blue bandana.
Devil removes his tattered black bandanda.
Treis follows Devil, and ties his bandana around the neck of the cross.
Articfox sits down in the corner.
Articfox says: i didn’t mean to kill him.
Devil ties the bandana around the cross.
Articfox says: i didn’t mean to kill anyone.
Articfox says: didn’t mean …
Outkast says: The fuck you didn’t.
BItterman says: hey, it’s alright man, what’s done is done.
Bitterman consoles Articfox.
Valence says: How nice, the murderer came to the funeral…
Rangerdagg glares at Valence.
Valence sneers.
Bitterman says: everyone just lay off man, he’s been though enough already.
Bitterman pats Articfox on the back.
Rangerdagg stands in front of Articfox, calming him down.
Treis says: would you rangers……..please…….leave here…….now.
Rangerdagg says: You have you wishes, and I’ll agree with them. But I have one thing to say, and that is that I hope that I’ve made ammends for all that I’ve done. Lord knows I certainly tried, and we did not want this to happen.
Rangerdagg says: I shall leave you know Sorlag. May God have mercy on your soul.
Articfox raises a Little Silver Cross on Silver Chain
Rangerdagg drops a small red rose.
Rangerdagg says: Goodbye, Sorlag…
Rangerdagg takes one last look at Sorlag, and places the small desert rose he dropped, over Sorlag’s chest.
Outkast glance over at Devil.
Bitterman says: you know, I think we all learned something today.
Bitterman says: this war, this bullshit little war between the Rangers and the Gangers.
Bitterman says: what good is it, what did it prove, many men gave their blood for this “war” and now an innocent Badlander lays dead… fucking dead.
Bitterman shakes his head.
Treis tips his head and kneels to one knee over the corpse.
Outkast asks: You gonna say a few words Devil?
Devil stands there, looking solemnly at the grave. “Who would’ve thought… Sorlag was viewed as invincible…”
Outkast says: He had his flaws. But i didn’t think he’d go out like that.
Treis says: i never thought if would come to this.
Articfox sits in front of the mound and mutters “sorry”
Articfox says: sorry man. didn’t mean it …
Articfox says: didn’t mean for you to go out like that.
Valence says: I never had a problem with Sorlag. He was a ganger par excellence. A hell of a fighter. I never saw this coming, that was for sure.
Outkast looks at Devil and Treis, “Guys you know Sorlag as well as i do. You know he wouldn’t want us to be sitting here all pouty and shit. So lets drink one for him. It’s what he’d want”
Outkast gives a bottle of Rotgut to Devil.
Outkast gives a bottle of Rotgut to Treis.
Outkast opens a bottle of Rotgut.
Bitterman nods.
Devil sighs, and looks up at the gangers around him before he raises the metal shovel, looking as though he’s about to bash Articfox’s head in…
Articfox flinches.
Devil stops, sighs, and lowers the weapon.
Rangerdagg steps in between Devil and Articfox, shaking his head.
Devil drops a metal shovel.
Treis opens a bottle of Rotgut.
Treis pours his Rotgut on the grave.
Treis raises his glass in the air and chugs the small remainder of the Rotgut.
Treis takes a swig of Rotgut and makes a face of disgust.
Devil sighs, and walks into the Ground Zero.
Devil leaves ground zero.
Rangerdagg leaves ground zero.
Treis leaves ground zero.
Paco leaves ground zero.
Outkast gives a bottle of Rotgut to Articfox.
Articfox nods.
Outkast says: Man…don’t take it all to heart.
Articfox raises a bottle of Rotgut.
Outkast says: I’ll have problems forgiveing you…but it realy wasn’t your fault.
Outkast leaves ground zero.
Articfox is sitting there in front of the mound.
Articfox takes a swig of Rotgut and makes a face of disgust.
Articfox says: her’s t’ya , man ..
Articfox takes a swig of Rotgut and makes a face of disgust.
Articfox drains the last of the Rotgut and grimaces.
Articfox leaves south.
Bitterman says: Goodbye Sorlag…