Official RBOB Epilogue thread

[arthurtuxedo]

There's probably not much to say with such a short campaign, but the three survivors were Marshall, Autumn, and Nemien. Dead characters could have an obituary or something from the perspective of a family member or something. Living characters might have something about where they go next or how they end up.

[Pollux]

Fyodor Nikolaievich Maranyev

November 17, 2012 - 2030

Sergeant Matthew Bowman sighed as he looked down at the body. "Damn shame, he was a good man. Damn shame."

"Sergeant! Two squads of gangsters, up on Thirty-Third Street, near the old church!"

"Right. Let's move it out!"

Matthew threw a sheet over Fyodor's body, along with those of the other dead Corporates they had found - a surgeon and a helicopter pilot.

He jumped up on the trucks they had come in and left, showering the sheets with dust. In the distance, there was the chatter of gunfire and the booming of explosions.

The battle raged on.

[Nikoda]

...

[arthurtuxedo]

Autumn was slapped awake, her leg throbbing as she opened her eyes. A Commando sat backwards on a chair in front of her smoking a cigarette. He blew smoke into her eyes, slapping her again when she tried to close them against it. Slowly, she met his dark gaze.

“Why haven’t you killed me?”

“They say you shot one of our men in the back, but you never raised your weapon during the fight. I wanted to hear your side. Keep in mind it may not matter, but a little entertainment never hurt anyone.”

“They’re right. I did.”

“You don’t seem very proud.”

“Why should I? One minute I’m part of a team trying to get wounded to safety. The next, our chopper is crashing and I get knocked out. When I wake up, I hear a fire fight, assume the worst because we’re in a war, and shoot at the nearest target. I never realized we were the ones that shot first. The last I knew, we were the good guys, the diplomats. I didn’t count on the cyborg dictating and sealing our fates without asking us. I foolishly assumed we were a team.” She stopped. “Did any make it? Do you know?”

He nodded, but didn’t elaborate. Autumn thought of John so needlessly splattered over her and felt sick to her stomach. She swallowed back her bile and turned to the Commando.

“I still killed an innocent man. Justice should be served.” She closed her eyes and lowered her head. “I will accept what you deem fair.”

Autumn heard a gun cock behind her and relief swept over her as the bullet burned through the back of her skull.

Good post, but it requires a bit of explanation. Marshall managed to hack into a rocket artillery battery and destroy the garbage truck and two gun trucks, saving the remainder of the group's bacon at the 11th hour (CorSec's characters always do that, somehow). Not knowing how their vehicles were being destroyed, the rest of the gang fled, so it's not obvious how Autumn ended up in their clutches.

[Gerard_Paloma]

2016, Parris Island

"Private Holliday! Private John Henry Holliday! What the fuck do you think you are, some kind of gunslinger?"

"Sir, no, sir!"

"You want me to call you Doc, boy?"

"Sir, no, sir!"

"Good! Because you are not a gunslinger! You are nothing but a worthless, sub-human, maggot! Why on God's green earth did you join my beloved Corps?"

"Sir, to make a difference, sir!"

"Well ain't that too fucking sweet! Private Holliday wants to make a fucking difference! Go make a difference in the goddamn latrines, maggot!"


2024, Manhattan

"Hey, Doc, how the hell are ya?"

"Could be better, Joey. I lost one today."

"Aww, shit, sorry to hear that, man. The usual, then?"

John rolled up his sleeve. "Yeah, the usual. Here's the details."

The needle buzzed, and John sighed.


2030, New York

So this is how it ends. Damn.

"Aaaahhhhhhh!"

Lord I never drew first,
But I drew first blood,
I'm no one's son,
Call me young gun.
I'm a young gun.

[Nikoda]

Good post, but it requires a bit of explanation. Marshall managed to hack into a rocket artillery battery and destroy the garbage truck and two gun trucks, saving the remainder of the group's bacon at the 11th hour (CorSec's characters always do that, somehow). Not knowing how their vehicles were being destroyed, the rest of the gang fled, so it's not obvious how Autumn ended up in their clutches.

She was a little unconscious at the time. ;o) I suppose while everyone was busy, someone could have grabbed her for some revenge before the shit hit the fan.