Well I am writing some fan fiction I am welcome to hear feed back whether it's good or bad, just be honest. Note this is just chapter one so I will write more if well...any of you want more.
Borderlands: The Other Vault Hunters
Marcus, "Want to hear a story about the vault hunters who helped took down Handsome Jack?"
"Wait didn't you already tell that story?"
Marcus, "Ye-no, let me rephrase that. Want to hear the story about the other vault hunters who took down Handsome Jack's Hyperon strategist and accountant Buster Pockets. Sure Jack might of ran the planet, but Buster he was the one who systematically ran the revive u stations the greatest evil you could think of, life insurance agent!"
"But don't you sell guns to everyone?"
Marcus, "Ah shut up, you stupid orphan! Where was I, oh yes, Buster nearly pulled the plug on the revive u accounts of the vault hunters stopping Handsome Jack. Thankfully there was another set of vault hunters who landed on Pandora and these ones seek another type of vault. A vault that wasn't ancient or alien rather digital vault containing money and accounts collected from all the u stations in the universe. Our story starts with the other vault hunters crashing a cargo ship on to the Highlands."
"Sound's too cliché."
Marcus, "quiet stupid orphan, no one loves nitpicking orphans!"
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The water under the bridge of opportunity flow the wreckage of the cargo ship. However there were four oddball survivors from the crash. One of them stood up on sandy shore equipped with a exploding Torgue bow and digi-struct arrows on his back. He was a brown skin tribe's man with a red tattoo of a cockroach face under his left eye. He shook his head in disbelief, "Did a letter of the alphabet shot the ship down?"
His name was Scatter Roach; his goal was to make (or loot) money to save his tribe's reservation on planet Coyote 1 from a nasty planetary government.
Suddenly a giant worm creature popped up from the sand underneath. The creature sprung spikes and manipulated gravity to pull tribesman into them. However the worm got killed by a storm of bullets by a fancy dressed trench coat and fur hat young man. This buffed sixteen year old went goes by the name of Gregory aka exiled CEO son of Vladof INC.
He talked in a deep Russian accent, "Well that what happens when a fascist has complete control, they accessorizes with logos." He held a Hyperion SMG while using Vladof technology to apply a temporary set of hologram mini-gun barrels in front of the weapon. In other words Gergory can fire bullets as fast as light.
A spike projectile hurled straight at Gregory, but voice shouted, "I just blocked your ass!"
This from a women with black skin and an afro, she wore heavy military graded purple armor. Wielding a Maliwan plasma shield she blocked the worm's projectiles. Her name was Trixy Bliss; a merc from a female dominate order of knights, the task to eliminate Buster.
She charged forward burning and corroding the creature with her Maliwan shield like butter.
Another incredibly large worm appeared spouting flames at these vault hunters, but so did the fourth member of the group. He sprung from the sand with rocket power flight dive bombing straight into the worm yelling, "Geronimo! Ruffian!"
It turns that the fourth member was not even living, but a robot manufactured by Jacobs. This robot was a rogue AI that developed a gentlemen complex as well as a hobby to wear bowler hats. Worm guts flew everywhere because it was designed to be a missile robot and so its name was M1.
M1 stated, "It looks like we killed all the unjolly creatures-"
Roach quickly replied, "Hold that thought," shooting his Torgue bow below the feet of M1.
In an instant the last wormed bellied a scream popping from the ground. When the worm pulled its head back it died with a large timed delay explosion by the arrow. "Correction," spoke Roach, "Now they are all dead with the buried sprites."
Gregory laughed enjoying what he had experience, "You people, are all so crazy! let's be comrades and find some drinks! Wait a sec robot comrade can you drink?"
M1 undusted his bowler's hat, "Well chap in terms of substance I can only refuel on pure alcohol."
"In that case you better share whatever you're having with me in the first bar we get too!"
M1 scratch his steel head at Gregory and place his hat back on.
Trixy who was more the more informed about Pandora told the group, "I doubt opportunity behind us has those types of things, I mean from my reports Handsome Jack is an uptight a-hole with civilian leisure."
Gregory moaned, "Ah damn uptight fascist!"
"I see signs in the sand, there is a place to drink eight miles from here," Roach explained to the group.
Trixy asked Roach, "You know this, because of some spiritual connection with nature?"
"What-no! I am not a lunatic, "He pulled down to reach one of the posters lying in the sand, "It's an advertisement to a bar called Lucky's Last Chance Watering Hole."
"Well that's quiet convenient," M1 nudge his square shoulders.
Little did the four knew they would indirectly encounter the vault hunters that toppled Handsome Jack at Lucky's and providing some assistance without them realizing it.
Borderlands: The Other Vault Hunters
Marcus, "Want to hear a story about the vault hunters who helped took down Handsome Jack?"
"Wait didn't you already tell that story?"
Marcus, "Ye-no, let me rephrase that. Want to hear the story about the other vault hunters who took down Handsome Jack's Hyperon strategist and accountant Buster Pockets. Sure Jack might of ran the planet, but Buster he was the one who systematically ran the revive u stations the greatest evil you could think of, life insurance agent!"
"But don't you sell guns to everyone?"
Marcus, "Ah shut up, you stupid orphan! Where was I, oh yes, Buster nearly pulled the plug on the revive u accounts of the vault hunters stopping Handsome Jack. Thankfully there was another set of vault hunters who landed on Pandora and these ones seek another type of vault. A vault that wasn't ancient or alien rather digital vault containing money and accounts collected from all the u stations in the universe. Our story starts with the other vault hunters crashing a cargo ship on to the Highlands."
"Sound's too cliché."
Marcus, "quiet stupid orphan, no one loves nitpicking orphans!"
Chapter 1
[IMG]The water under the bridge of opportunity flow the wreckage of the cargo ship. However there were four oddball survivors from the crash. One of them stood up on sandy shore equipped with a exploding Torgue bow and digi-struct arrows on his back. He was a brown skin tribe's man with a red tattoo of a cockroach face under his left eye. He shook his head in disbelief, "Did a letter of the alphabet shot the ship down?"
His name was Scatter Roach; his goal was to make (or loot) money to save his tribe's reservation on planet Coyote 1 from a nasty planetary government.
Suddenly a giant worm creature popped up from the sand underneath. The creature sprung spikes and manipulated gravity to pull tribesman into them. However the worm got killed by a storm of bullets by a fancy dressed trench coat and fur hat young man. This buffed sixteen year old went goes by the name of Gregory aka exiled CEO son of Vladof INC.
He talked in a deep Russian accent, "Well that what happens when a fascist has complete control, they accessorizes with logos." He held a Hyperion SMG while using Vladof technology to apply a temporary set of hologram mini-gun barrels in front of the weapon. In other words Gergory can fire bullets as fast as light.
A spike projectile hurled straight at Gregory, but voice shouted, "I just blocked your ass!"
This from a women with black skin and an afro, she wore heavy military graded purple armor. Wielding a Maliwan plasma shield she blocked the worm's projectiles. Her name was Trixy Bliss; a merc from a female dominate order of knights, the task to eliminate Buster.
She charged forward burning and corroding the creature with her Maliwan shield like butter.
Another incredibly large worm appeared spouting flames at these vault hunters, but so did the fourth member of the group. He sprung from the sand with rocket power flight dive bombing straight into the worm yelling, "Geronimo! Ruffian!"
It turns that the fourth member was not even living, but a robot manufactured by Jacobs. This robot was a rogue AI that developed a gentlemen complex as well as a hobby to wear bowler hats. Worm guts flew everywhere because it was designed to be a missile robot and so its name was M1.
M1 stated, "It looks like we killed all the unjolly creatures-"
Roach quickly replied, "Hold that thought," shooting his Torgue bow below the feet of M1.
In an instant the last wormed bellied a scream popping from the ground. When the worm pulled its head back it died with a large timed delay explosion by the arrow. "Correction," spoke Roach, "Now they are all dead with the buried sprites."
Gregory laughed enjoying what he had experience, "You people, are all so crazy! let's be comrades and find some drinks! Wait a sec robot comrade can you drink?"
M1 undusted his bowler's hat, "Well chap in terms of substance I can only refuel on pure alcohol."
"In that case you better share whatever you're having with me in the first bar we get too!"
M1 scratch his steel head at Gregory and place his hat back on.
Trixy who was more the more informed about Pandora told the group, "I doubt opportunity behind us has those types of things, I mean from my reports Handsome Jack is an uptight a-hole with civilian leisure."
Gregory moaned, "Ah damn uptight fascist!"
"I see signs in the sand, there is a place to drink eight miles from here," Roach explained to the group.
Trixy asked Roach, "You know this, because of some spiritual connection with nature?"
"What-no! I am not a lunatic, "He pulled down to reach one of the posters lying in the sand, "It's an advertisement to a bar called Lucky's Last Chance Watering Hole."
"Well that's quiet convenient," M1 nudge his square shoulders.
Little did the four knew they would indirectly encounter the vault hunters that toppled Handsome Jack at Lucky's and providing some assistance without them realizing it.