Posts: 43 Location: Northampton, MA Joined: 05.04.09
Posted on 05-08-2009 02:31
[[Not sure exactly how Rock's going to die, but this is the start of the end. I'll maybe leave it to Chrissy to work Rock into her final bang.]]
[[reposted from some PMs]]
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Molly turns, surprised to see Rock running towards her. When he gets close she says:
"Rock, I know you want to stay with me, but I'll tell you the truth straight out. I'm most likely going to die. There are some really bad people in town. Bad and powerful. But I've got to try to stop them. I know you want to protect me, but you won't be able to, and will probably die yourself. Now, I'm ok with myself dying. I've tried to live a decent life, but I'm made some mistakes here that I need to try to fix. You didn't make these mistakes though. You don't need to stay with me to try to fix them. You can go with the caravan and live your new-found freedom.
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"Yes, ma'am. Of course I understand. I'm not going to make any mistakes here. I'm going to bash anything that tries to hurt you. I'm not okay with yourself dying."
"I know you are going to this fight alone. And I'm coming with you. You just tell me who the bad guys are and I'll make sure they stop being bad forever."
He has the eagerness of Samwise Gamgee in his eyes. He pauses for a second, then looks slightly ashamed as he continues.
"I... I'm not that smart, Miss Molly. I know this. People laugh, and sometimes I don't talk right, and I hear words I don't know, and I listen to pretty words that make me look stupid."
"And I know that freedom is a great thing for smart people and horses and stuff, but I think maybe I'd just run into more bad people who would make me do things for them or trick me into being stupid. Like the ringleaders of those circuses. I don't want that to happen, Miss Molly. I don't like looking dumb."
He gets more resolute as he goes on.
"I know that you're good, though. So if you tell me what to do, I know that I'll be doing the right thing. And I feel smart around you, because I know that smart people would want to help good people like you. And if I help you, then maybe I'm smart, too. So you just tell me who these bad people are, or what things need fixing, and I'll make sure the good thing gets done."
He stands there, single-minded, waiting for her to tell him what to do next.
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Molly smiles a sad smile.
"Well, it would be nice to have the company. Let me explain to you what we're up against."
She begins to tell Rock everything about the Whatleys as they walk towards the Indian encampment.
Joe, formerly...
Will Sawyer, who gambled with fire
Lin Fuqua, who fought for great justice
Father Joe, who saved every soul but his own
Tom 09/08/2010 21:14 hope is also quite comfortable in greenfield these days, in a largely gamer (and thus deadlands) safe place.
Mio 09/08/2010 15:49 I wish the forum were like Facebook. I want to "Like" everything. I would never have to have a genuine thought again.
Jorge Mantoya 09/08/2010 13:33 Hope dangles on a string, like slow-spinning redemption. Winding in and winding out, the shine of it has caught my eye...
Bish 09/08/2010 13:26 No distance is ever safe enough. The only distance that is remotely safe is six feet, and THAT if only chased by two bullets.
The Gentleman Masher 09/08/2010 13:21 I think so. That may almost be a safe enough distance.
Gidim 09/08/2010 12:11 Doesn't she live in Rochester now?
GM Doppelganger 09/07/2010 23:04 Per player request, Hope will be present at the start of Manhattan, how long Hope survives is up to you.
The Gentleman Masher 09/07/2010 17:48 I love tumblebleeds. They're some of the nicest of the things Deadlands can throw at you.
GM Doppelganger 09/07/2010 14:40 If the existence of tumblebleeds in the new town is enough to shatter your hope it wasn't going to last long anyway
Tom 09/07/2010 11:24 ..and it's over. So that's what hope felt like, I always wondered.
