Spaghetti Western
Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2003 11:37 am
Prologue
Nearly 100 miles north from the rapidly growing city of Arroyo, near the ruins of an ancient city once known as "Springfield", lies a group of buildings. Three two-story houses made of pale stone were the homes of the people who lived there. Average sized log wood building was the combined hunting cabin and slaughterhouse. The last one was a small shed made of planks and sheet iron and it worked as a storage. The buildings formed a rectangle and in middle of them was a perfectly working well. Purification machinery had been scavenged from the nearby ruins.
Further away were the fields, growing mutated corn and wheat. The ground would've not grown crops that well if the owners hadn't scavenged (again) fertilizers from the nearby ruins. Huge herd of brahmins were pasturing on the fenced grass field nearby.
What about the people who lived there? Well, that was the most interesting part. Three farmer families had united their strength in order to survive in the Wasteland. The Elwoods had been living peacefully near Vault City until they had been caught in cross-fire in a fight between city patrol and marauders. Grissom Elwood's only son was killed in that fight and blinded by his anger, old Grissom decided to move his family somewhere far away from the darker sides of mankind. The Smiths used to be a homeless bunch, drifting from town to town, doing miscalleanous and even a bit bizarre work. One day Mary Smith, the mother, got a tip from a pub owner in The Den. The pub owner adviced them to go north. He told her, that there were lots of forgotten treasures in that direction, propably just to get rid of her. The Fernandez were running a family business in New Reno. They had been dealing guns, liquor and general merchandise with the exception of drugs. It had been their strongest principle and their weakest point - the Mordinos didn't like opposition in their own backyard and burned their store. Fortunately Antonio, the youngest son, had woken up in the smell of smoke and warned the others in time. The Fernandez knew that they could not return to New Reno ever again. Mordinos would hunt them down. Driven by that fear they escaped to north.
These three families bumped into each other at the ruins of Springfield. They took all what they needed from there and built their houses, they captured wild brahmin and bartered with merchants down south. Ten years later, in the present day, this spot of empty Wasteland had turned into a prospering little community. But gloomier days were to come...
Antonio was returning from his hunting trip. His brown trenchcoat and stetson were covered in blood and dust, because the geckos had been a bit more aggressive than usual. He was dragging five average ones behind him. His mother was waving from the window. She really hated all kind of violence, including hunting. The time they spent on New Reno was really rending her nerves. That's why she always freaked out when Antonio went out in his "battle outfit" but was more than pleased when he came back in one piece.
Antonio opened the cabin door, slammed the geckos on a wooden table, put his .223 hunting rifle in a weapons locker and started undressing. Skinning the lizards with the equipment on would be a living hell, mainly because his trenchcoat had a steel plate lining. He put most of his clothes hanging on the rack and sat on a chair in front of the gecko-covered table. He took a long, wide and sharp bladed, but blunt tipped knife from the scaffold and began skinning.
Meanwhile Jeff Smith, nicknamed "Stonewall" because of his incredible strength, was plowing the field. It would've been weird to do so this time of year if they weren't rotating crops. He was pulling the plough with one of their many bull brahmins. He was totally unaware that Janice, one of Grissom Elwood's many daughters, was watching him. She followed carefully how the sun glimmered on the sweat flowing down Jeff's muscular, and most imporantly, naked torso. But just before her lips would've begun to shake she hears her father's wretched voice calling for her: "Jaaaaaanice! I'm thuuuurstyyyy!" She sighs and goes back inside to mix her pops another NucaCola-Rotgut.
Lisa, Jeff's sister, is in the corn field, checking out the quality of the growing crops. She walks around barefoot, the wind waving her light blue dress. She takes a deep breath of fresh air and closes her eyes. It feels like a Heaven on Earth. Then she smells something strange. A nasty odor stings her nose and as she opens her eyes she sees a bunch of dirty raiders in front of her. She gasps as the raiders draw their knives. They force her to the ground and one of them starts unzipping his trousers. Lisa screams as loud as she can, but another raider smacks her and closes her mouth with his hand.
Jeff startles as he hears the scream. He drops the plough and runs towards the direction where he heard the noise, shouting at the same time: "Lisa! Lisa! Where are you?!" Antonio understand that there's something wrong and dashes through the door in his underwear, wielding the hunting rifle. Judith, the most realist of Elwood girls, leaves her laundry and grabs the .44 revolver she's been hiding from her dad. They all run to the corn field from different directions, but the corn is so tall that they can't find Lisa. Then, after a while of running back and forth, Jeff sees Lisa and dozen raidres in front of him. "You bastards! You fucking fucking fucking..." he screams and charges towards them. Jeff punches the first raider in the face, breaking his nose. Then takes a grasp from the raider raping his sister. Jeff pulls the raider away and kicks him in the head several times until he stops moving. But when he turns back to the other raiders, he sees one of them holding a knife on Lisa's throat. "Ye move an inch 'n we'll cut 'er throat!"
Right after raider says those words a loud bang is heard. Raider's forehead explodes into little bits from the power of forty-four magnum. Lisa, still shocked from the rape, panics and runs to the house. Judith stands still and fires again, this time hitting another raider in the chest. A big raider, wearing lots of leather and chains, takes his cattle prod and thrusts Jeff with it. Jeff shakes as the electricity is being pumped to him and falls to his knees. But the battery has been nearly used up. Suddenly the shaking ends and when realizing this, Jeff punches the raider in the groin as hard as he can. The raider falls to his knees as well and then Jeff smashes the raider's nose through the back of his skull with his elbow.
A raider trying to escape suddenly bumps into Antonio. They're both surprised, but being faster Antonio hits the raider with the butt of the gun. He smacks the raider a few more times with it and then runs to the others. The five of them still alive try to run away, but Judith and Antonio are not going to let them get away with it that easy, so they shoot them in the back.
The rest of the occupants arrive to the spot, where the raping took place, quickly after this. Elliot Smith, Lisa's father, is swinging his baseball bat wildly. "Those punkasssonsofbitchesgoodfornothings GOD DAMN!" His wife tries to calm him down: "Elliot, watch your tongue." "But Mary, these punks hurt my daughter... They took away her innocence... Fuck sake, I'm too old for this." "So are you finally going to listen to my advice about arming ourselves?" says an old man with a slight latino accent. Miguel taps nervously his double-barrelled shotgun. Old Grissom stays quiet. The wounds left from his son's death were torn open when he saw the dead raiders on the field. He drops a few tears. "No... No..." "But, dad" Judith objects "Those raiders were trying to rape Lisa! If we hadn't been there in time, they might've killed her!"
The old man turns grim and shouts to his daughter: "You aren't bringing any guns into my house as long as I'm alive and kicking! You hear me, girl?" "By the way, where IS Lisa?" Judith asks. "Wanda, Carmen and Isabel are taking care of her", Sheila, Miguel's wife, answers. Jeff and Antonio stay behind to drag away the bodies and strip them off from anything useful as others return to the farm. "You know, Antonio..." "Yeah?" "This kind of stuff didn't happen so often few years ago." "Yup, tell me about it." "Something's ruining up the neighborhood..." "Nah, it's just called 'rebuilding civilization'."
Nearly 100 miles north from the rapidly growing city of Arroyo, near the ruins of an ancient city once known as "Springfield", lies a group of buildings. Three two-story houses made of pale stone were the homes of the people who lived there. Average sized log wood building was the combined hunting cabin and slaughterhouse. The last one was a small shed made of planks and sheet iron and it worked as a storage. The buildings formed a rectangle and in middle of them was a perfectly working well. Purification machinery had been scavenged from the nearby ruins.
Further away were the fields, growing mutated corn and wheat. The ground would've not grown crops that well if the owners hadn't scavenged (again) fertilizers from the nearby ruins. Huge herd of brahmins were pasturing on the fenced grass field nearby.
What about the people who lived there? Well, that was the most interesting part. Three farmer families had united their strength in order to survive in the Wasteland. The Elwoods had been living peacefully near Vault City until they had been caught in cross-fire in a fight between city patrol and marauders. Grissom Elwood's only son was killed in that fight and blinded by his anger, old Grissom decided to move his family somewhere far away from the darker sides of mankind. The Smiths used to be a homeless bunch, drifting from town to town, doing miscalleanous and even a bit bizarre work. One day Mary Smith, the mother, got a tip from a pub owner in The Den. The pub owner adviced them to go north. He told her, that there were lots of forgotten treasures in that direction, propably just to get rid of her. The Fernandez were running a family business in New Reno. They had been dealing guns, liquor and general merchandise with the exception of drugs. It had been their strongest principle and their weakest point - the Mordinos didn't like opposition in their own backyard and burned their store. Fortunately Antonio, the youngest son, had woken up in the smell of smoke and warned the others in time. The Fernandez knew that they could not return to New Reno ever again. Mordinos would hunt them down. Driven by that fear they escaped to north.
These three families bumped into each other at the ruins of Springfield. They took all what they needed from there and built their houses, they captured wild brahmin and bartered with merchants down south. Ten years later, in the present day, this spot of empty Wasteland had turned into a prospering little community. But gloomier days were to come...
Chapter IELWOOD
the genepool offers impulsive emotions, artistic talent, love for the nature, empathy and skills in the art of diplomacy
Grissom + Wanda
- Jane (married a man from Klamath)
- Jenna (healer in the dying town of Broken Hills)
- Judy (Hub's new librarian)
- Janice
- Judith
- Josie
SMITH
the genepool offers physical strength, endurance, honesty and skills in many kinds of work
Elliot + Mary
- Susan (lives in New Reno)
- Michael (married a woman from Arroyo)
- Tony (married a woman from Arroyo)
- Lisa
- Jeff
FERNANDEZ
the genepool offers ambition, hunger for adventure and skills in trade and art of war
Miguel + Sheila
- Gabriel (lieutenant in the NCR Rangers)
- Rafael (travelling merchant)
- Trinidad (married a man from Redding)
- Alfonso (married a woman from Modoc)
- Carmen
- Isabel
- Antonio
Antonio was returning from his hunting trip. His brown trenchcoat and stetson were covered in blood and dust, because the geckos had been a bit more aggressive than usual. He was dragging five average ones behind him. His mother was waving from the window. She really hated all kind of violence, including hunting. The time they spent on New Reno was really rending her nerves. That's why she always freaked out when Antonio went out in his "battle outfit" but was more than pleased when he came back in one piece.
Antonio opened the cabin door, slammed the geckos on a wooden table, put his .223 hunting rifle in a weapons locker and started undressing. Skinning the lizards with the equipment on would be a living hell, mainly because his trenchcoat had a steel plate lining. He put most of his clothes hanging on the rack and sat on a chair in front of the gecko-covered table. He took a long, wide and sharp bladed, but blunt tipped knife from the scaffold and began skinning.
Meanwhile Jeff Smith, nicknamed "Stonewall" because of his incredible strength, was plowing the field. It would've been weird to do so this time of year if they weren't rotating crops. He was pulling the plough with one of their many bull brahmins. He was totally unaware that Janice, one of Grissom Elwood's many daughters, was watching him. She followed carefully how the sun glimmered on the sweat flowing down Jeff's muscular, and most imporantly, naked torso. But just before her lips would've begun to shake she hears her father's wretched voice calling for her: "Jaaaaaanice! I'm thuuuurstyyyy!" She sighs and goes back inside to mix her pops another NucaCola-Rotgut.
Lisa, Jeff's sister, is in the corn field, checking out the quality of the growing crops. She walks around barefoot, the wind waving her light blue dress. She takes a deep breath of fresh air and closes her eyes. It feels like a Heaven on Earth. Then she smells something strange. A nasty odor stings her nose and as she opens her eyes she sees a bunch of dirty raiders in front of her. She gasps as the raiders draw their knives. They force her to the ground and one of them starts unzipping his trousers. Lisa screams as loud as she can, but another raider smacks her and closes her mouth with his hand.
Jeff startles as he hears the scream. He drops the plough and runs towards the direction where he heard the noise, shouting at the same time: "Lisa! Lisa! Where are you?!" Antonio understand that there's something wrong and dashes through the door in his underwear, wielding the hunting rifle. Judith, the most realist of Elwood girls, leaves her laundry and grabs the .44 revolver she's been hiding from her dad. They all run to the corn field from different directions, but the corn is so tall that they can't find Lisa. Then, after a while of running back and forth, Jeff sees Lisa and dozen raidres in front of him. "You bastards! You fucking fucking fucking..." he screams and charges towards them. Jeff punches the first raider in the face, breaking his nose. Then takes a grasp from the raider raping his sister. Jeff pulls the raider away and kicks him in the head several times until he stops moving. But when he turns back to the other raiders, he sees one of them holding a knife on Lisa's throat. "Ye move an inch 'n we'll cut 'er throat!"
Right after raider says those words a loud bang is heard. Raider's forehead explodes into little bits from the power of forty-four magnum. Lisa, still shocked from the rape, panics and runs to the house. Judith stands still and fires again, this time hitting another raider in the chest. A big raider, wearing lots of leather and chains, takes his cattle prod and thrusts Jeff with it. Jeff shakes as the electricity is being pumped to him and falls to his knees. But the battery has been nearly used up. Suddenly the shaking ends and when realizing this, Jeff punches the raider in the groin as hard as he can. The raider falls to his knees as well and then Jeff smashes the raider's nose through the back of his skull with his elbow.
A raider trying to escape suddenly bumps into Antonio. They're both surprised, but being faster Antonio hits the raider with the butt of the gun. He smacks the raider a few more times with it and then runs to the others. The five of them still alive try to run away, but Judith and Antonio are not going to let them get away with it that easy, so they shoot them in the back.
The rest of the occupants arrive to the spot, where the raping took place, quickly after this. Elliot Smith, Lisa's father, is swinging his baseball bat wildly. "Those punkasssonsofbitchesgoodfornothings GOD DAMN!" His wife tries to calm him down: "Elliot, watch your tongue." "But Mary, these punks hurt my daughter... They took away her innocence... Fuck sake, I'm too old for this." "So are you finally going to listen to my advice about arming ourselves?" says an old man with a slight latino accent. Miguel taps nervously his double-barrelled shotgun. Old Grissom stays quiet. The wounds left from his son's death were torn open when he saw the dead raiders on the field. He drops a few tears. "No... No..." "But, dad" Judith objects "Those raiders were trying to rape Lisa! If we hadn't been there in time, they might've killed her!"
The old man turns grim and shouts to his daughter: "You aren't bringing any guns into my house as long as I'm alive and kicking! You hear me, girl?" "By the way, where IS Lisa?" Judith asks. "Wanda, Carmen and Isabel are taking care of her", Sheila, Miguel's wife, answers. Jeff and Antonio stay behind to drag away the bodies and strip them off from anything useful as others return to the farm. "You know, Antonio..." "Yeah?" "This kind of stuff didn't happen so often few years ago." "Yup, tell me about it." "Something's ruining up the neighborhood..." "Nah, it's just called 'rebuilding civilization'."