Hello, ladies and gentlemen. How are you? I hope you're great! I'm very excited to present you the first chapter of our fanfiction, Tales from the Borderlands: A Telltale Forum Story. I hope you all enjoy it as much as we enjoyed creating it, and from now on, we shall use our official logo to announce our presence! (so you would know which comments to check on).
Another little detail: before every choice, we'll use certain pictures to show who's making the choice. It will be Rhys or Fiona most of the time, or the whole squad. So, here's Rhys' picture:
And here's Fiona's:
So, without further adieu, I leave you with:
Act 1 - "The Deal"
Chapter 1 - "Magazines"
Marcus: work you damn piece of… I won’t give a refund to that guy, oh no, I never give refunds… Oh hello. Didn’t notice you all standing there. What's that? Oh? So you want to hear another story, eh?. You want to follow your favorite rag-tag team’s story, isn’t that right? I thought so.
Well then, make yourselves comfortable, lay back and dive right in the adventure you chose yourselves. Remember, no backsies! Once you start, you will have to remain in your seats and watch the adventure until the very end. I'm a little foggy on some of the details, though, so you'll have to fill me in on those points.
Now go, go, sit, I will join you soon. Want some tea? Haha, want all you want, should’ve brought your own. throws the broken gun away
Settled in nicely? Good, very good. Now, on our hands we have… What are their names again? Ah, yes – Rhys, Fiona, Sasha, Vaughn and Loader-Bot. Two Hyperion drop-outs and two con-artists. My mistake, three Hyperion drop-outs.
It’s a surprise this crew has survived for so long in the harsh, dangerous, terrible Pandoran lands. However, they’ve roamed the land for quite a long time, scavenging and outsmarting... or, eh... shooting their enemies.
But this particular story starts in a very, very… peculiar situation.
“RUN!”
Rhys wasted no time getting up on his feet, dragging Vaughn with him. He pulled his long-time pal behind a huge rock, while Sasha and Fiona opened fire at the bandits in front of them. The deal did not go down as they had planned. Who could’ve guessed that insane, moronic bandits could actually recognize fake gun magazines? Especially when they’re painted so beautifully…
The Hyperion duo sheltered themselves from the ongoing bulletstorm with the huge rock being all that separated them from their inevitable bullet riddled future selves.
Vaughn: “Rhys, Loader-bot! Make him come and help us or we’re done!”
Rhys: “Right, right, okay, I’m on it.”
He charged up his remote Loader-Bot control screen from his arm, and passed his stun baton to Vaughn.
Rhys: “Cover me, please. Just… try not to smack yourself with it, okay?”
Vaughn: “Yeah, yeah. I got it. I got it.” He extended the baton and took a quick look at it, mentally comparing it to the super lethal, deadly guns the bandits surely had. "I think. Uh, Can you please hurry up with Loader bot?"
Rhys: “Come on, big guy. We need your help over here.”
Loader-Bot: From the digital screen “Righteous father, I will save you.”
Rhys closed his little screen, and not even two seconds later he heard a big thump nearby.
“Filthy bandits, scum of earth. Die.” Loader-Bot’s voice reached Rhys’s ears. He sighed with relief, before remembering that bullets were flying everywhere and would surely kill them should either of them even peek around the corner.
On top of that, the girls were nowhere to be seen. He didn’t want to risk sticking his head out from behind the rock to check for fear of becoming the next leading candidate for the swiss cheese costume convention…
Rhys: “Vaughn, maybe we should go… find Sasha and Fiona?”
Vaughn: “What? Are you serious?! There’s no way we can make it through this storm of bullets. We have to run back to the van and meet them there, that was the plan if this went wrong, remember?”
Rhys: “Okayy… I don’t like this. Hey, mind giving me my baton back?”
Vaughn: “Then how am I supposed to protect myself?”
Rhys: “Oh, don’t you worry. I will smack anyone who tries to touch us. Give 'em a taste of the ol’ 10,000 volts”
Vaughn: “Rhys. You suck at fighting. Like, really. You really suck at fighting.”
Rhys: “Alright. Let’s just go, okay. On 3. One, two…”
Meanwhile, behind another rock…
Sasha: “Fiona, do you see our boys? I’m running out of ammo and we NEED to get the hell out of here!”
Fiona: “Just keep shooting, sis’.”
Sasha didn’t respond verbally. Instead, she put another bullet into one of the bandits' heads, while Fiona was running out of options. She could either run with Sasha and meet their friends at the van, just like they planned; Or they could try finding them here and now…
Sasha: “FI! What do we do?!”
Fiona: “…”She grimaced. She wasn't sure what to do.
Suddenly they heard a big thump nearby, followed by“Filthy bandits, scum of earth. Die.”.
Fiona: “Loader bot! It must’ve come for Rhys and Vaughn! Which means that we…”
Sasha: “RUN, the psychos are coming!”
Both girls broke out into a sprint, running headlong into a nearby maze of tents and little shelters, crafted from wood and what seemed to be (and smelled like) skag poop. After a few seconds, both of them were out of harm’s way. However…
“I WANT TO JUMP ON YOUR PARTY BALLS!” Psychos were right on their tail. Without even turning around, Sasha started firing her last remaining shots at the incoming psychopaths. Even in this tricky maze of little tents, it was almost impossible to lose them.
After seemingly hours of running through the never ending turns and twists, the duo suddenly ran into a small square, where it seemed their journey was at an end. Psychos were right around the corner, screaming and waving their weapons around in fits of never ending madness. Sasha turned to her sister and exclaimed:
Sasha: “Over here! Let's go through this house! Run, Fi, run!”
Fiona shot a quick glimpse towards the so called house, which appeared to be no different from the rest of the poorly put together shacks that scattered the bandit camp, except for the presence of a second floor, that appeared to have been poorly attached to the ceiling of the first one, which already seemed to be collapsing under its own weight. It was a miracle the thing was still standing. However, despite the precarious situation that was to be inside a bandit's place of residence, if it could even be called that, there was no time to waste, and Fiona darted towards the door after Sasha, who already almost inside.
Right when Fiona had entered the house, Sasha slammed the door shut and put her back to it.
Sasha: “Quickly, sis’, find something to barricade the door with!”
The instant Sasha finished her sentence, a Psycho slammed the door with his body, almost knocking her down to the floor. Fiona looked around the small room, which had a ton of useless crap scattered around, but nothing that could be used to block a door.
Sasha: “Faster, Fi!”
The door behind Sasha’s back was almost off its hinges, so Fiona really had to to something. She dashed to the far side of the room, where a huge pile of rubbish was lying on the ground. She started digging into it, throwing things aside – clothes, steel balls, empty magazines, pizza boxes, a somewhat questionable magazine… Finally she found a large, sturdy, metal rod, probably torn off some weapon in the past. Fiona turned around, only to see that Sasha was barely holding the door closed. She rushed forward and hastily jammed the rod up against the door, keeping it shut for the meantime.
“MY TONGUE NEEDS LICKING OF WOMEN, OPEENNN!” One of the Psychos from behind the door screamed.
Sisters slowly backed away from the door, listening to Psychos repeatedly trying to knock it down.
"COME BACK! I WANT TO GIVE YOU A NEW FACIAL ORIFACE!"
Sasha: “That was way too close. I don't know about you Fi, but I like my head where it is. Next time, let's not waltz straight into a camp full of crazy people who want to remove it.”
Fiona: "Noted. This deal really didn't go to plan."
Sasha: "It rarely does, doesn’t it?" While looking around the room “You think they have some full magazines hidden somewhere? I'm running pretty low.”
Fiona: "We don't have a lot of time."
Sasha: "What can I say? I like to keep my guns nice and full."
Fiona: “Well, it doesn’t hurt to look around, but be quick. That big, metal thingy won't hold them forever. It's only a matter of time before they learn that swinging axes at doors tend to break them faster than just running into it.”
Psycho: (Behind the door) "Give me all of your YUMMY VITAMIN FILLED ORGANS!"
The two con-artists stared at the door for a moment before mentally aknowledging what awaited them if they took too long and got back to the matter at hand. While Sasha quickly ravaged whatever valuables there were in the room, Fiona climbed the stairway, leading to the second floor of this miserable bandit house.
Sasha: “Hey, Be careful up there, okay. I’m coming in a second!”
Fiona saw nothing useful on the upper floor. Only some dirty rags, a few mattresses covered in blood and vomit and a huge Rakk head, mounted on the far wall. After peering around the room for a while, Fiona spotted something that wasn't initially obvious. A door, so thickly covered in dust dirt and grime that it was almost impossible to spot. Fiona approached it carefully, then put her ear near it. On the other side, surprisingly, it was quiet.
Sasha: “Whatcha got?”
Fiona jumped from the door, turning around with an angry look on her face.
Fiona: “Sasha, don’t do that to me, please. You almost gave me a heart attack, and now's not the time for... that.”
Sasha: “Right. Got it. Only give you heart attacks when we've escaped.
Fiona gave her a deep frown and a stern look.
Sasha: So... whatcha got?”
Fiona: Relaxes and gives out a slight sigh. “An escape plan. Probably.”
Sasha: "Probably?"
Fiona: puts her ear back to the door again. “It’s quiet out there. I think we can go back this way and find an exit.”
Sasha: “Great! I found another magazine, by the way, so we’re prepared for the wor…”
Before Sasha could finish her confident statement, the door downstairs broke and Psychos came crashing in, howling with excitement.
Psycho: Oh my god! If we smash things with axes... THEY BREAK!!!
Sasha: “Quickly, quickly! Out the door!”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp…
Rhys and Vaughn were running as fast they could on the sandy ground of the bandit camp. Fortunately for them, Loader-Bot’s arrival caused the majority of bandits to turn their attention to him, giving them a chance to escape. However, as they quickly realized, they had taken a wrong turn. They came from the direction the girls had dashed towards, or atleast a spot close to that. Here, well…
It seemed like bandits wanted to have this section of the camp tangled in high fences with spikes on top and to have nothing more, only fences.. as if the guy who planned out this whole area had some kind of sick, fence fetish.
To the duo’s major annoyance, these fences weren’t making any sense. Some were straight and tall, and only holes in them allowed them to pass through. Other fences were lying flat on the ground which seemed great, until they realized they had to jump over huge, sharp spikes to get to the other side. After attempting to navigate this ludicrous obstical course Rhys ended up cutting his leg and Vaughn, his arm.
Rhys: gasping “There’s only a few fences left, then… then to the right, around the corner, and then… gosh… then we keep close to this wall, that big spikey one surrounding the camp, and we finally reach our van…"
Vaughn: "Which big spikey one?"
Rhys: "That big spikey one." He pointed across the field of big spikey fences at a big spikey fence.
Vaughn: "Right. I see... the one THAT'S BIG AND HAS LOTS OF SPIKES?! These all look the same! What are you pointing at?!"
Vaughn: “Okay. Great, uh, great… Can we stop and rest once we pass through all these damn fences?”
Rhys: “No, buddy, we go… and run… until we... Oh my god, I hate this... until we reach the… van.”
Vaughn: “Maybe you should check on… Loader-Bot… we kinda need him to… to… just see how he’s doing, okay?”
Rhys: “Sure thing, buddy.”
Both of them stopped to catch their breath, and Rhys charged up his arm holo-screen once again. This time, though, the screen was reluctant to give a clear view of loader bot's situation.
Rhys: “Loader-bot, you all right? Huh?”
Loader-Bot: With interferences “I am lying on the ground. Skags of doom have brought me down.”
Rhys: “You gonna be okay?”
Loader-Bot: “I’m afraid one of these creatures have bitten off my leg-motors. I am currently simulating pain... excruciating pain.”
Rhys: “Loader-Bot, hey, just, evacuate, okay? Stop fighting them and just fly away, meet us near the van, right? Buddy?”
Loader-Bot: “I fear I…”
Psycho: “LOOK, IT'S A PRETTY, YELLOW JUNK-BOX OF GUNS!”
A sudden BOOM, and the video feed disappeared.
Vaughn: “Is that, uhh, is that… bad?”
Rhys: “They got Loader-Bot, my… MY Loader-Bot! Come on, Vaughn, we have to go! To the van, now!”
Both guys started rushing through the last fences, eager to reach the van as soon as possible and craft a new plan there. Rhys was a bit faster though. While Vaughn was struggling to get through the hole in the final fence, Rhys was already making his way around the corner.
After reaching the wall they were safe.
Vaughn: Oooooh! This big spikey wall! You should've said.
All that was left was to keep to the wall and reach the van on the other side…
POW!
The sudden gunshot startled Rhys so much he fell on his butt. Luckily, the bullet only hit the ground near his feet. As he got up, he couldn’t believe what he saw. It was a bandit, most likely a marauder – spinning like crazy with a sniper rifle gripped tightly in his hands.
Rhys: “What, umm… What are you doing... sir?”
Marauder: “Silence, kid! I will do this, I will…”
Rhys: “Uh... Do what exactly?”
Marauder: “I WILL 360-NOSCOPE YOU, YOU LITTLE PUNK!”
Rhys smiled and unexpectedly stood his ground, whilst a gasping Vaughn approached him from behind.
Vaughn: “Rhys, what are you… HE’S GOT A GUN! AND HE’S SPINNING! RUN, RHYS!”
Rhys: “No, no. Wait Vaughn. Mr. Sniper bandit here wants to show us a little trick, don’t you?”
Marauder: Still spinning “Shut up and stay still!"
Rhys: “See, our friend here seems to be trying to achieve a… what did he say? A 360-noscope kill? So let’s see how he does it.”
Vaughn: “Rhys, what are… what are you doing?”
Rhys: “Trust me, Vaughn, look at him!"
Marauder: "I AM LEET!"
Rhys: "Please... this pathetic little bandit couldn’t even hit a Rakk Hive if it was…"
BOOM!
Rhys: “… See?”
Unfortunately, Vaughn couldn’t answer in a clear and coherent sentence, because he was lying on the ground... screaming... and his ankle had a big hole in it the size of a huge bullet.
Rhys: Kneeling down next to Vaughn “Oh, shit! Buddy, don’t leave me! Breathe, breathe, I’ll get us out of here!”
Rhys turned around, pulling his stun baton… and he was met with a blow to the face from the butt of the marauder's gun. The last thing he saw before hitting the ground was Vaughn’s bleeding leg, and the last thing he heard was “I did it, I FINALLY DID IT, HAHAHAHAHA! Get rekt, you stupid scrubs!”
At the same time, in the southern outskirts of the camp, where the deal originally went awry…
The two sisters were lying on the ground with aching all over, arms tied up in some weird kind of material. Fiona’s nose was bleeding, while Sasha had a split eyebrow. There were skags all around them, growling and occasionally snapping at them with their huge mouths. Only the bandits that surrounded them them kept the skags from tearing their flesh from their bones.
Sasha: “Great escape plan, sis’. Worked like a charm.”
Fiona: “Oh, shut up. How was I supposed to know that behind that door was a mute-nomad? At least you didn’t get punched by him… I think my poor nose is broken… ahhh, my mouth tastes wierd.”
Sasha: “Yeah? I ONLY got kicked by his leg, right? What’re we going to do, sis’? Loader-Bot hasn't moved in a while, and I don’t like how his leg looks. Do you think the boys made it…”
Right as she spoke, a proud bandit wielding a sniper rifle entered the square. Turns out he was leading some kind of procession, which consisted of two bandits, pushing wheelcarts containing… their Hyperion pals. Rhys was knocked out, and Vaughn seemed to have also lost his consciousness. Plus, his leg had a pretty big hole in it, poorly bandaged up with a dirty rag.
Bandits pushed the carts towards the girls and dumped both of their friends on the ground without any kind of ceremony. Both of them had their arms tied up with the same kind of rugged cloth as the girls.
Sasha: “… Nevermind.”
While Vaughn was still deep in dream land, Rhys began to slowly wake up.
Rhys: “Uhhh, my head… What happened? Are we... in our van?..”
He quickly realized they surely weren’t in their 'good old' van.
Sasha: “Hey, Rhys. Sleep well?”
Rhys: “Huh? Oh, not particularly. I had a really bad dream where… Wait, are you bleeding? Are you injured, what happened? Where’s Loader-Bot?!”
Fiona: “We got caught by surprise. Loader-Bot is over there, lying on the ground.” She gestured in the direction of a seemingly derelict loader."Rhys, it doesn’t look too good. I dunno if he's gonna make it…”
Rhys: “These goddamn bandits! I’ll kill them all! You hear me, I’ll… I’ll…”
A bandit broke from the crowd and approached Rhys, pointing a gun at him.
Bandit: “Oh, ok then. I'll just be on my way. But I’m not going alone. Stand up, sunshines. All of you.”
The sisters rose slowly, but surely. So did Rhys. However, Vaughn was still unconscious. The bandit walked over to him, kicked him in the side.
But Vaughn didn’t move a muscle. The bandit lifted him up and dumped him back into one of the wheelcart, then went behind it and started pushing it himself.
Slowly, but surely, the procession moved. The psychos were running in front, doing flips and screaming their typical nonsense. After them, a close circle of bandits and marauders, carrying rifles, guarding our heroes, which were walking slowly in the center of said circle. Around the circle, skags were darting back and forth, anxious to sink their teeth into meat of whatever kind.
They made their way deeper and deeper into the camp, with more marauders and psychos joining them the further in they went. Finally, after good five minutes of walking, they stopped. The three conscious captives strained to see what had they had been braught before. In front of the large group was a huge pedestal and a large throne resting on top of it, which was completely vacant at that moment. Everyone stopped what they were doing and silence more or less settled in throughout the camp.
Rhys: “Umm, what… What are we waiting for, exactly?”
Sasha: “Shut up, idiot, you’re gonna get hit agai…”
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! Okay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noises of joy. Soon the figure was covered in Skags – little ones climbing on his shoulders, while the bigger ones were running around his feet.
Bandit Lord: “Aww, look at you, cute… deadly biters! I love… loathe you so much! But let me deal with this first, my Skaggies. Daddy… Ahem... your boss has work to do.”
All the skags started to slowly back away from “daddy”, finally giving Rhys, Fiona and Sasha a chance to look at him through the commotion. And boy, he was like nothing they ever seen before. He faced his captives and began to approach them. Some of the bandits moved out of the way, allowing them finally see him without any obstructions in the way.
The trio exchanged confused looks, because they’ve never seen a bandit like this before, especially someone who held the position of 'bandit lord'. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Rhys looked like he could break out giggling any second. He quickly snapped back to attention when Sasha gave him one hell of a “death stare”.
Death TeAmo: “Oh, what do we have here? Cuddly huggly… I mean dumb, stupid, arrogant tricksters, who thought they could get away without hugging… being punished?”
The trio remained silent, because clearly the bandit lord wanted to monologue for a bit.
Death TeAmo: “You see, I’m merely a business man. One who loves… oh, yes, LOVES to KILL. And you, my sweet… cruel tricksters, are trying to rob me! An honest business man! So, idiots, which one of you leads this loveable… pathetic group?”
The trio exchanged looks again. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Fiona stepped forward, causing Sasha to give her a worried look.
Fiona: “I do.”
Death TeAmo: Stares at Fiona for a moment before leaning in towards her. “Okay, darling… rakkhead, then why don't you tell me... why were you trying to con me out of my money? And did you SERIOUSLY think that my besties… my servants wouldn't notice your con? Well? Tell me, my little biscuit... er... you dirty scum!"
[Suck it]
[Forgive us]
[This is a misunderstanding]
[...]
So this is it! I'm sorry, but the original post didn't fit everything, so I had to reply to my own comment! Leave your opinions and choices in the comments - what should Fiona say to the very threatening, but not very, bandit lord?
Also, to clarify it up - bold text is for descriptions/narration, italics is for actions while speaking, and simple text is for dialogues.
Hello, ladies and gentlemen. How are you? I hope you're great! I'm very excited to present you the first chapter of our fanfiction, Tales fr… moreom the Borderlands: A Telltale Forum Story. I hope you all enjoy it as much as we enjoyed creating it, and from now on, we shall use our official logo to announce our presence! (so you would know which comments to check on).
Another little detail: before every choice, we'll use certain pictures to show who's making the choice. It will be Rhys or Fiona most of the time, or the whole squad. So, here's Rhys' picture:
And here's Fiona's:
So, without further adieu, I leave you with:
Act 1 - "The Deal"
Chapter 1 - "Magazines"
Marcus: work you damn piece of… I won’t give a refund to that guy, oh no, I never give refunds… Oh hello. Didn’t notice you all standing there. What's that? Oh? So you want to hear another story, eh?. You want to follow your favorite rag-tag team’s story, isn’… [view original content]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
I rarely read FanFics, I dont know why, but this is amazing work, I was soo exited and hyped, and it lived up to the hype and even surpassed it! Truly an Amazing work!
But my choice is: [Suck it]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
I rarely read FanFics, I dont know why, but this is amazing work, I was soo exited and hyped, and it lived up to the hype and even surpassed it! Truly an Amazing work!
But my choice is: [Suck it]
I have literally no words. I know you guys worked really hard at this and it really shows. Maybe I'll write some more meaningful comment tomorrow, but right now I have so many feelings that I need to calm down.
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
Omg, this was
I have literally no words. I know you guys worked really hard at this and it really shows. Maybe I'll write some more m… moreeaningful comment tomorrow, but right now I have so many feelings that I need to calm down.
Also
A sudden BOOM, and the video feed disappeared.
Gotta say, you love torturing the characters.
Now for the choice:
[This is a misunderstanding]
I believe Fiona will talk her way out of this. :P
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
That was amazing, that 360-no scope scene alone. Waiting for chapter 2 like ... ugh, you know the drill.
Let's see, what would be the wise thing to do here ... oh I know!
[Suck it]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! O… morekay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noise… [view original content]
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Okay guys that's enough now i think ...
Oof... That's a sight to behold :P
Or is it?
Comes back to 20 new comments excited. Leaves entertained
C'mon... We're just having
For a second I thought there were only letters F and U.
Wanna have fun Pipas?
Fun!
yup
I'm going to redo the map... Same design but it will be bigger and i have to do something about britain and germany !
Hello, ladies and gentlemen. How are you? I hope you're great! I'm very excited to present you the first chapter of our fanfiction, Tales from the Borderlands: A Telltale Forum Story. I hope you all enjoy it as much as we enjoyed creating it, and from now on, we shall use our official logo to announce our presence! (so you would know which comments to check on).
Another little detail: before every choice, we'll use certain pictures to show who's making the choice. It will be Rhys or Fiona most of the time, or the whole squad. So, here's Rhys' picture:
And here's Fiona's:
So, without further adieu, I leave you with:
Act 1 - "The Deal"
Chapter 1 - "Magazines"
Marcus: work you damn piece of… I won’t give a refund to that guy, oh no, I never give refunds… Oh hello. Didn’t notice you all standing there. What's that? Oh? So you want to hear another story, eh?. You want to follow your favorite rag-tag team’s story, isn’t that right? I thought so.
Well then, make yourselves comfortable, lay back and dive right in the adventure you chose yourselves. Remember, no backsies! Once you start, you will have to remain in your seats and watch the adventure until the very end. I'm a little foggy on some of the details, though, so you'll have to fill me in on those points.
Now go, go, sit, I will join you soon. Want some tea? Haha, want all you want, should’ve brought your own. throws the broken gun away
Settled in nicely? Good, very good. Now, on our hands we have… What are their names again? Ah, yes – Rhys, Fiona, Sasha, Vaughn and Loader-Bot. Two Hyperion drop-outs and two con-artists. My mistake, three Hyperion drop-outs.
It’s a surprise this crew has survived for so long in the harsh, dangerous, terrible Pandoran lands. However, they’ve roamed the land for quite a long time, scavenging and outsmarting... or, eh... shooting their enemies.
But this particular story starts in a very, very… peculiar situation.
“RUN!”
Rhys wasted no time getting up on his feet, dragging Vaughn with him. He pulled his long-time pal behind a huge rock, while Sasha and Fiona opened fire at the bandits in front of them. The deal did not go down as they had planned. Who could’ve guessed that insane, moronic bandits could actually recognize fake gun magazines? Especially when they’re painted so beautifully…
The Hyperion duo sheltered themselves from the ongoing bulletstorm with the huge rock being all that separated them from their inevitable bullet riddled future selves.
Vaughn: “Rhys, Loader-bot! Make him come and help us or we’re done!”
Rhys: “Right, right, okay, I’m on it.”
He charged up his remote Loader-Bot control screen from his arm, and passed his stun baton to Vaughn.
Rhys: “Cover me, please. Just… try not to smack yourself with it, okay?”
Vaughn: “Yeah, yeah. I got it. I got it.” He extended the baton and took a quick look at it, mentally comparing it to the super lethal, deadly guns the bandits surely had. "I think. Uh, Can you please hurry up with Loader bot?"
Rhys: “Come on, big guy. We need your help over here.”
Loader-Bot: From the digital screen “Righteous father, I will save you.”
Rhys closed his little screen, and not even two seconds later he heard a big thump nearby.
“Filthy bandits, scum of earth. Die.” Loader-Bot’s voice reached Rhys’s ears. He sighed with relief, before remembering that bullets were flying everywhere and would surely kill them should either of them even peek around the corner.
On top of that, the girls were nowhere to be seen. He didn’t want to risk sticking his head out from behind the rock to check for fear of becoming the next leading candidate for the swiss cheese costume convention…
Rhys: “Vaughn, maybe we should go… find Sasha and Fiona?”
Vaughn: “What? Are you serious?! There’s no way we can make it through this storm of bullets. We have to run back to the van and meet them there, that was the plan if this went wrong, remember?”
Rhys: “Okayy… I don’t like this. Hey, mind giving me my baton back?”
Vaughn: “Then how am I supposed to protect myself?”
Rhys: “Oh, don’t you worry. I will smack anyone who tries to touch us. Give 'em a taste of the ol’ 10,000 volts”
Vaughn: “Rhys. You suck at fighting. Like, really. You really suck at fighting.”
Rhys: “Alright. Let’s just go, okay. On 3. One, two…”
Meanwhile, behind another rock…
Sasha: “Fiona, do you see our boys? I’m running out of ammo and we NEED to get the hell out of here!”
Fiona: “Just keep shooting, sis’.”
Sasha didn’t respond verbally. Instead, she put another bullet into one of the bandits' heads, while Fiona was running out of options. She could either run with Sasha and meet their friends at the van, just like they planned; Or they could try finding them here and now…
Sasha: “FI! What do we do?!”
Fiona: “…”She grimaced. She wasn't sure what to do.
Suddenly they heard a big thump nearby, followed by“Filthy bandits, scum of earth. Die.”.
Fiona: “Loader bot! It must’ve come for Rhys and Vaughn! Which means that we…”
Sasha: “RUN, the psychos are coming!”
Both girls broke out into a sprint, running headlong into a nearby maze of tents and little shelters, crafted from wood and what seemed to be (and smelled like) skag poop. After a few seconds, both of them were out of harm’s way. However…
“I WANT TO JUMP ON YOUR PARTY BALLS!” Psychos were right on their tail. Without even turning around, Sasha started firing her last remaining shots at the incoming psychopaths. Even in this tricky maze of little tents, it was almost impossible to lose them.
After seemingly hours of running through the never ending turns and twists, the duo suddenly ran into a small square, where it seemed their journey was at an end. Psychos were right around the corner, screaming and waving their weapons around in fits of never ending madness. Sasha turned to her sister and exclaimed:
Sasha: “Over here! Let's go through this house! Run, Fi, run!”
Fiona shot a quick glimpse towards the so called house, which appeared to be no different from the rest of the poorly put together shacks that scattered the bandit camp, except for the presence of a second floor, that appeared to have been poorly attached to the ceiling of the first one, which already seemed to be collapsing under its own weight. It was a miracle the thing was still standing. However, despite the precarious situation that was to be inside a bandit's place of residence, if it could even be called that, there was no time to waste, and Fiona darted towards the door after Sasha, who already almost inside.
Right when Fiona had entered the house, Sasha slammed the door shut and put her back to it.
Sasha: “Quickly, sis’, find something to barricade the door with!”
The instant Sasha finished her sentence, a Psycho slammed the door with his body, almost knocking her down to the floor. Fiona looked around the small room, which had a ton of useless crap scattered around, but nothing that could be used to block a door.
Sasha: “Faster, Fi!”
The door behind Sasha’s back was almost off its hinges, so Fiona really had to to something. She dashed to the far side of the room, where a huge pile of rubbish was lying on the ground. She started digging into it, throwing things aside – clothes, steel balls, empty magazines, pizza boxes, a somewhat questionable magazine… Finally she found a large, sturdy, metal rod, probably torn off some weapon in the past. Fiona turned around, only to see that Sasha was barely holding the door closed. She rushed forward and hastily jammed the rod up against the door, keeping it shut for the meantime.
“MY TONGUE NEEDS LICKING OF WOMEN, OPEENNN!” One of the Psychos from behind the door screamed.
Sisters slowly backed away from the door, listening to Psychos repeatedly trying to knock it down.
"COME BACK! I WANT TO GIVE YOU A NEW FACIAL ORIFACE!"
Sasha: “That was way too close. I don't know about you Fi, but I like my head where it is. Next time, let's not waltz straight into a camp full of crazy people who want to remove it.”
Fiona: "Noted. This deal really didn't go to plan."
Sasha: "It rarely does, doesn’t it?" While looking around the room “You think they have some full magazines hidden somewhere? I'm running pretty low.”
Fiona: "We don't have a lot of time."
Sasha: "What can I say? I like to keep my guns nice and full."
Fiona: “Well, it doesn’t hurt to look around, but be quick. That big, metal thingy won't hold them forever. It's only a matter of time before they learn that swinging axes at doors tend to break them faster than just running into it.”
Psycho: (Behind the door) "Give me all of your YUMMY VITAMIN FILLED ORGANS!"
The two con-artists stared at the door for a moment before mentally aknowledging what awaited them if they took too long and got back to the matter at hand. While Sasha quickly ravaged whatever valuables there were in the room, Fiona climbed the stairway, leading to the second floor of this miserable bandit house.
Sasha: “Hey, Be careful up there, okay. I’m coming in a second!”
Fiona saw nothing useful on the upper floor. Only some dirty rags, a few mattresses covered in blood and vomit and a huge Rakk head, mounted on the far wall. After peering around the room for a while, Fiona spotted something that wasn't initially obvious. A door, so thickly covered in dust dirt and grime that it was almost impossible to spot. Fiona approached it carefully, then put her ear near it. On the other side, surprisingly, it was quiet.
Sasha: “Whatcha got?”
Fiona jumped from the door, turning around with an angry look on her face.
Fiona: “Sasha, don’t do that to me, please. You almost gave me a heart attack, and now's not the time for... that.”
Sasha: “Right. Got it. Only give you heart attacks when we've escaped.
Fiona gave her a deep frown and a stern look.
Sasha: So... whatcha got?”
Fiona: Relaxes and gives out a slight sigh. “An escape plan. Probably.”
Sasha: "Probably?"
Fiona: puts her ear back to the door again. “It’s quiet out there. I think we can go back this way and find an exit.”
Sasha: “Great! I found another magazine, by the way, so we’re prepared for the wor…”
Before Sasha could finish her confident statement, the door downstairs broke and Psychos came crashing in, howling with excitement.
Psycho: Oh my god! If we smash things with axes... THEY BREAK!!!
Sasha: “Quickly, quickly! Out the door!”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp…
Rhys and Vaughn were running as fast they could on the sandy ground of the bandit camp. Fortunately for them, Loader-Bot’s arrival caused the majority of bandits to turn their attention to him, giving them a chance to escape. However, as they quickly realized, they had taken a wrong turn. They came from the direction the girls had dashed towards, or atleast a spot close to that. Here, well…
It seemed like bandits wanted to have this section of the camp tangled in high fences with spikes on top and to have nothing more, only fences.. as if the guy who planned out this whole area had some kind of sick, fence fetish.
To the duo’s major annoyance, these fences weren’t making any sense. Some were straight and tall, and only holes in them allowed them to pass through. Other fences were lying flat on the ground which seemed great, until they realized they had to jump over huge, sharp spikes to get to the other side. After attempting to navigate this ludicrous obstical course Rhys ended up cutting his leg and Vaughn, his arm.
Rhys: gasping “There’s only a few fences left, then… then to the right, around the corner, and then… gosh… then we keep close to this wall, that big spikey one surrounding the camp, and we finally reach our van…"
Vaughn: "Which big spikey one?"
Rhys: "That big spikey one." He pointed across the field of big spikey fences at a big spikey fence.
Vaughn: "Right. I see... the one THAT'S BIG AND HAS LOTS OF SPIKES?! These all look the same! What are you pointing at?!"
Rhys: "Nevermind. It's fine. Just follow me. I've got this, okay?"
Vaughn: “Okay. Great, uh, great… Can we stop and rest once we pass through all these damn fences?”
Rhys: “No, buddy, we go… and run… until we... Oh my god, I hate this... until we reach the… van.”
Vaughn: “Maybe you should check on… Loader-Bot… we kinda need him to… to… just see how he’s doing, okay?”
Rhys: “Sure thing, buddy.”
Both of them stopped to catch their breath, and Rhys charged up his arm holo-screen once again. This time, though, the screen was reluctant to give a clear view of loader bot's situation.
Rhys: “Loader-bot, you all right? Huh?”
Loader-Bot: With interferences “I am lying on the ground. Skags of doom have brought me down.”
Rhys: “You gonna be okay?”
Loader-Bot: “I’m afraid one of these creatures have bitten off my leg-motors. I am currently simulating pain... excruciating pain.”
Rhys: “Loader-Bot, hey, just, evacuate, okay? Stop fighting them and just fly away, meet us near the van, right? Buddy?”
Loader-Bot: “I fear I…”
Psycho: “LOOK, IT'S A PRETTY, YELLOW JUNK-BOX OF GUNS!”
A sudden BOOM, and the video feed disappeared.
Vaughn: “Is that, uhh, is that… bad?”
Rhys: “They got Loader-Bot, my… MY Loader-Bot! Come on, Vaughn, we have to go! To the van, now!”
Both guys started rushing through the last fences, eager to reach the van as soon as possible and craft a new plan there. Rhys was a bit faster though. While Vaughn was struggling to get through the hole in the final fence, Rhys was already making his way around the corner.
After reaching the wall they were safe.
Vaughn: Oooooh! This big spikey wall! You should've said.
All that was left was to keep to the wall and reach the van on the other side…
POW!
The sudden gunshot startled Rhys so much he fell on his butt. Luckily, the bullet only hit the ground near his feet. As he got up, he couldn’t believe what he saw. It was a bandit, most likely a marauder – spinning like crazy with a sniper rifle gripped tightly in his hands.
Rhys: “What, umm… What are you doing... sir?”
Marauder: “Silence, kid! I will do this, I will…”
Rhys: “Uh... Do what exactly?”
Marauder: “I WILL 360-NOSCOPE YOU, YOU LITTLE PUNK!”
Rhys smiled and unexpectedly stood his ground, whilst a gasping Vaughn approached him from behind.
Vaughn: “Rhys, what are you… HE’S GOT A GUN! AND HE’S SPINNING! RUN, RHYS!”
Rhys: “No, no. Wait Vaughn. Mr. Sniper bandit here wants to show us a little trick, don’t you?”
Marauder: Still spinning “Shut up and stay still!"
Rhys: “See, our friend here seems to be trying to achieve a… what did he say? A 360-noscope kill? So let’s see how he does it.”
Vaughn: “Rhys, what are… what are you doing?”
Rhys: “Trust me, Vaughn, look at him!"
Marauder: "I AM LEET!"
Rhys: "Please... this pathetic little bandit couldn’t even hit a Rakk Hive if it was…"
BOOM!
Rhys: “… See?”
Unfortunately, Vaughn couldn’t answer in a clear and coherent sentence, because he was lying on the ground... screaming... and his ankle had a big hole in it the size of a huge bullet.
Rhys: Kneeling down next to Vaughn “Oh, shit! Buddy, don’t leave me! Breathe, breathe, I’ll get us out of here!”
Rhys turned around, pulling his stun baton… and he was met with a blow to the face from the butt of the marauder's gun. The last thing he saw before hitting the ground was Vaughn’s bleeding leg, and the last thing he heard was “I did it, I FINALLY DID IT, HAHAHAHAHA! Get rekt, you stupid scrubs!”
At the same time, in the southern outskirts of the camp, where the deal originally went awry…
The two sisters were lying on the ground with aching all over, arms tied up in some weird kind of material. Fiona’s nose was bleeding, while Sasha had a split eyebrow. There were skags all around them, growling and occasionally snapping at them with their huge mouths. Only the bandits that surrounded them them kept the skags from tearing their flesh from their bones.
Sasha: “Great escape plan, sis’. Worked like a charm.”
Fiona: “Oh, shut up. How was I supposed to know that behind that door was a mute-nomad? At least you didn’t get punched by him… I think my poor nose is broken… ahhh, my mouth tastes wierd.”
Sasha: “Yeah? I ONLY got kicked by his leg, right? What’re we going to do, sis’? Loader-Bot hasn't moved in a while, and I don’t like how his leg looks. Do you think the boys made it…”
Right as she spoke, a proud bandit wielding a sniper rifle entered the square. Turns out he was leading some kind of procession, which consisted of two bandits, pushing wheelcarts containing… their Hyperion pals. Rhys was knocked out, and Vaughn seemed to have also lost his consciousness. Plus, his leg had a pretty big hole in it, poorly bandaged up with a dirty rag.
Bandits pushed the carts towards the girls and dumped both of their friends on the ground without any kind of ceremony. Both of them had their arms tied up with the same kind of rugged cloth as the girls.
Sasha: “… Nevermind.”
While Vaughn was still deep in dream land, Rhys began to slowly wake up.
Rhys: “Uhhh, my head… What happened? Are we... in our van?..”
He quickly realized they surely weren’t in their 'good old' van.
Sasha: “Hey, Rhys. Sleep well?”
Rhys: “Huh? Oh, not particularly. I had a really bad dream where… Wait, are you bleeding? Are you injured, what happened? Where’s Loader-Bot?!”
Fiona: “We got caught by surprise. Loader-Bot is over there, lying on the ground.” She gestured in the direction of a seemingly derelict loader."Rhys, it doesn’t look too good. I dunno if he's gonna make it…”
Rhys: “These goddamn bandits! I’ll kill them all! You hear me, I’ll… I’ll…”
A bandit broke from the crowd and approached Rhys, pointing a gun at him.
Bandit: “You’re gonna do what, hero?”
Rhys: “N-nothing, j-just… nothing. Carry on… sir.”
Bandit: “Oh, ok then. I'll just be on my way. But I’m not going alone. Stand up, sunshines. All of you.”
The sisters rose slowly, but surely. So did Rhys. However, Vaughn was still unconscious. The bandit walked over to him, kicked him in the side.
But Vaughn didn’t move a muscle. The bandit lifted him up and dumped him back into one of the wheelcart, then went behind it and started pushing it himself.
Slowly, but surely, the procession moved. The psychos were running in front, doing flips and screaming their typical nonsense. After them, a close circle of bandits and marauders, carrying rifles, guarding our heroes, which were walking slowly in the center of said circle. Around the circle, skags were darting back and forth, anxious to sink their teeth into meat of whatever kind.
They made their way deeper and deeper into the camp, with more marauders and psychos joining them the further in they went. Finally, after good five minutes of walking, they stopped. The three conscious captives strained to see what had they had been braught before. In front of the large group was a huge pedestal and a large throne resting on top of it, which was completely vacant at that moment. Everyone stopped what they were doing and silence more or less settled in throughout the camp.
Rhys: “Umm, what… What are we waiting for, exactly?”
Sasha: “Shut up, idiot, you’re gonna get hit agai…”
She couldn’t even finish her words before one of the bandit's turned and thrust the butt of his gun into Rhys' face.
Rhys: “Ow! Ow, ow! Okay, okay. I’m silent. Like a grave in the night…”
Rhys head jolted back from another strike to the face.
Rhys: “Okay!”
Fiona: “Just shut up, you…”
Fiona didn’t get to vocalize the insulting words she had intended to say. Without any warning, skags started to bark and growl joyfully and with excitement. The heroes started to look around, trying to locate the source of the Skags’ sudden burst of joy. There wasn’t much they could see, what with all the bandits surrounding them, but of what they could see, nothing out of ordinary was occurring. Until...
Bandit Lord: “My little snuggle-puppies, my love bringers… I mean my Skags, my death makers! Come to me and I shall… give you food!”
From behind the pedestal, a huge figure emerged. All the Skags around them rushed to him, still making noises of joy. Soon the figure was covered in Skags – little ones climbing on his shoulders, while the bigger ones were running around his feet.
Bandit Lord: “Aww, look at you, cute… deadly biters! I love… loathe you so much! But let me deal with this first, my Skaggies. Daddy… Ahem... your boss has work to do.”
All the skags started to slowly back away from “daddy”, finally giving Rhys, Fiona and Sasha a chance to look at him through the commotion. And boy, he was like nothing they ever seen before. He faced his captives and began to approach them. Some of the bandits moved out of the way, allowing them finally see him without any obstructions in the way.
The trio exchanged confused looks, because they’ve never seen a bandit like this before, especially someone who held the position of 'bandit lord'. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Rhys looked like he could break out giggling any second. He quickly snapped back to attention when Sasha gave him one hell of a “death stare”.
Death TeAmo: “Oh, what do we have here? Cuddly huggly… I mean dumb, stupid, arrogant tricksters, who thought they could get away without hugging… being punished?”
The trio remained silent, because clearly the bandit lord wanted to monologue for a bit.
Death TeAmo: “You see, I’m merely a business man. One who loves… oh, yes, LOVES to KILL. And you, my sweet… cruel tricksters, are trying to rob me! An honest business man! So, idiots, which one of you leads this loveable… pathetic group?”
The trio exchanged looks again. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Fiona stepped forward, causing Sasha to give her a worried look.
Fiona: “I do.”
Death TeAmo: Stares at Fiona for a moment before leaning in towards her. “Okay, darling… rakkhead, then why don't you tell me... why were you trying to con me out of my money? And did you SERIOUSLY think that my besties… my servants wouldn't notice your con? Well? Tell me, my little biscuit... er... you dirty scum!"
[Suck it]
[Forgive us]
[This is a misunderstanding]
[...]
So this is it! I'm sorry, but the original post didn't fit everything, so I had to reply to my own comment! Leave your opinions and choices in the comments - what should Fiona say to the very threatening, but not very, bandit lord?
Also, to clarify it up - bold text is for descriptions/narration, italics is for actions while speaking, and simple text is for dialogues.
I didn't read for now (i'm doing multiple things at once) but just to inform you : i can do the illustrations if you want
Thanks Grumpy, we'll come to you if we need help
I dunno about you guys, but when I read a fic, I listen to the relative music...
Also... HYPEHYPEHYPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HYPE!!!!!
MORE HYPE!!!!!
I so want her to say suck it, but I don't think that's a smart decision, so I'll go with Forgive us.
Also, this was fantastic, great work.
Your vote has been noted.
Also, thanks
Thanks.
I rarely read FanFics, I dont know why, but this is amazing work, I was soo exited and hyped, and it lived up to the hype and even surpassed it! Truly an Amazing work!
But my choice is: [Suck it]
Thanks man, means a lot!
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Omg, this was
I have literally no words. I know you guys worked really hard at this and it really shows. Maybe I'll write some more meaningful comment tomorrow, but right now I have so many feelings that I need to calm down.
Also
Gotta say, you love torturing the characters.
Now for the choice:
[This is a misunderstanding]
I believe Fiona will talk her way out of this. :P
HYPE
Thanks man, it really means a lot
Me and Ctarl surely have been working on it as hard as we could 
We learnt torturing characters from TT
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That was amazing, that 360-no scope scene alone. Waiting for chapter 2 like ... ugh, you know the drill.
Let's see, what would be the wise thing to do here ... oh I know!
[Suck it]
It's coming soon.
It surely seems like the absolute wisest choice of all
[Suck it]
My Fiona don't give a frick!
Also. Good job. I've been waiting for a great fanfic like this for quite a while.
Your choice has been noted
Your Fiona seems to be bad-ass.
Thanks man
I love so much borderlands 1 soundtrack
ME TOO!
I don't suppose you also love reading fanfics and voting? ;D
I vote Misunderstanding!