Jenn The Great Khan

Don't worry we all get busy with life. You are okay.

Wed, 15 May 2013 16:13:25 -0400

((Bleh i just feel bad for being inactive from classes ;-; i have a bit o free time now of course. I have this issue where i think people are waiting impatiently for replies or something and i end up freaking out. ))

siefl: So securtiy-chief-harkness held a giveaway and I...

Wed, 15 May 2013 16:09:05 -0400

siefl:

So securtiy-chief-harkness held a giveaway and I won

This is how i celebrate

((Reblogging because thats angry mod being a total loser with the package. Thank you Harkness Mod!!))

((okay i am drained right now but Ihave the following to reply: -Outcast Last Day Of The...

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:51:00 -0400

((okay i am drained right now but Ihave the following to reply:

-Outcast

Last Day Of The Year

-Layla

Lovely Ladies

-Isfet

Lack Of A Better Day

i have links so i wont forget ._. i feel uber bad that its been a onth since i replied to these rps i am so sorry omg))

comrade-krukov: jennthekhan: “Well if you are going, go see Jessup. He’s a guy with a mohawk and a...

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:45:12 -0400

comrade-krukov:

jennthekhan:

“Well if you are going, go see Jessup. He’s a guy with a mohawk and a bandana on his head. He has a present for him or so I heard. As long as Benny is dead the Khans won’t care what happens after. He’s a backstabber to us so feel free to do whatever,”

“Zhen again,” he said to the Khan. His fingers tapping on his chin whilst looking down to the other. “Zhat doesn’t mean you can get rid of zhe Legion. Vhen I get zhe chance, I vill repay you. Hopefully ve can have amnesty in our peace.”

Jenn stared at Vladimir not sure what to say. What the hell did the Legion have to do with this?

“Right. Good to know that. I guess I will bid you farewell then,”

jennthekhan started following you

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:36:52 -0400

fugazrestino:

jennthekhan:

fugazrestino:

Damn, his lighter was busted. And it was all custom engraved too, the guy he picked this off must have put a lot of money into it. Looking up, he gave his customary grin. “Hey little lady, got a light?”

Jenn glanced by the man and stared down at him. A frown grew on her face as she replied back,

“Sorry, you’re out of luck,”

This girl was already suspicious, that or irritated. He needed to identify now, make himself appear more friendly. Putting the lighter back in his pocket, he smiled softly as he could. The cigarette in his mouth probably didn’t help him look so helpless. “Could ya help a man down on his luck then? Government took me away from my kids, almost killed me by shooting, and my lighter went and broke. If you could maybe spare the caps, it would be a real change of luck.”

Is this guy giving a sad story to Jenn? A Khan of all people? Really?

“Sucks to be you I guess. Get a job with a caravan or something. Sell drugs,” Jenn told the man without wincing. She gave a small shrug efore she turned and started to walk away,

“Good luck though,” she said as she waved a hand goodbye.

jennthekhan started following you

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:31:35 -0400

duchess-of-waste:

jennthekhan:

“I see,” Jenn had heard of House’s radio but never had the patience to stand their music. It all seemed to loop. She personally preferred that eddie von roch fellow,

“Well whenever you feel like it, hop on by. Anything else you need?”

“Hmm.” She might just have to do it, too. Damn. “Not really, unless you’d like to give me a quick interview. My readers are always interested in hearing about raiders and sit like that. Especially ones with a history like the Khans.”

“Oh, umm,” No one ever asked about the Khan’s history. They were just known for being a drug happy tribe. The tale of their origins is almost like dust in the wind at this point,

“Sure I guess? Shoot me any questions, I can try to answer them,”

jennthekhan started following you

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:29:24 -0400

the-king-of-freeside:

jennthekhan:

the-king-of-freeside:

“I guess you could say that, I help out some of the locals here.” The King shook it before letting her hand go. He looked her up and down before smiling. “Where are my manners, what should I call you, my little friend?”

The locals? Clearly there was more work to be done around Freeside. Every time the khan came to the town she would always get mugged by another low life. That was not a problem for her, it was a problem for the strangers she knocked out that were sent to the followers. It was why she stopped coming to Freeside in the first place. Jenn snapped back to attention when the King asked for her name,

“Me? Oh uh,” Think fast Jenn,”Blackice. Not the best name in the world but a name’s a name,” With such name, Jenn hoped that there wouldn’t be any nick names or any sort of pet talk now. She did not lie to him, that was her name. It was her khan name and she should be proud of it more.

Blackice? Well, The King’s head weirder names from weirder people. He nodded at the girl’s suggestion about names. Hell, he’s been called ‘The King’ for so long he can’t really remember the more tribal name his momma gave him. But it suited him just fine being ‘The King.’ The King looked at Blackice.

“Well, welcome to Freeside. We got booze, girls, and an abundance of thugs we need gone.” He chuckled at his own words, realizing how true they were, and how sadly he wished they weren’t. He tried his best to get Freeside into a better place, but it always seemed like something else just got in his way.

Jenn nearly scoffed when the King made the point about the thugs,

“Yeah, that’d be nice if they were gone,” She did not like how the king brought up the girl part though. Sure Freeside was not the best place for entertainment, but to resort to just girls in the introduction? Shame,

“I think booze wold suit me just fine out of the three to be honest. I’m not too big for girls,”

the-king-of-freeside said:I need to reply to YOU » ((HOP TO IT MAN I GOT A LONG NIGHT OF...

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:14:44 -0400

the-king-of-freeside said:I need to reply to YOU »

((HOP TO IT MAN I GOT A LONG NIGHT OF REPLIES AHEAD OF ME AHAHAH SOBSOB))

((I owe replies to: -fugazrestino -duchess-of-waste -layla -isfet -outcast -vlad if i owe anyone...

Tue, 14 May 2013 22:09:04 -0400

((I owe replies to:

-fugazrestino

-duchess-of-waste

-layla

-isfet

-outcast

-vlad

if i owe anyone else PLEASE tell me right now before i start and finish replies tonight))

My feels!

Mon, 13 May 2013 01:50:19 -0400

((WHAT ABOUT THEM? ANGRY MOD DON’T CARE BOUT YO BITCH FEELS.

No jk I do care VwV ))

She's Gone (solo drabble)

Mon, 13 May 2013 00:51:38 -0400

(AU where Jenn dies by her own hand and passes on)

The needle pulls away from Jenn’s skin as she relaxed back onto her bed roll. It’s been long over due this day. The day where she stopped the pain she faced and when all of her troubles melt away in mere seconds while drugs in her body take control. Was there any regret to this? Perhaps. Jenn nervously blinked as she waited for the drugs to kick in. Why couldn’t they go any faster? Why did they take so long? She wanted this to be over right here and now.

She would have expected some sort of flashback to her past now. It was the cliche she heard about from others about how life flashed before your eyes. It did not occur to her that maybe she did not have many memories to haunt her to this moment. She was not worthy of her own memories she had.

That moment never came for the khan as the drugs started to affect her. Her heart began to slow down along with her delayed breaths. Strange enough, a small curve of a smile sprouted on her face. This feeling…it was like she was going to fall asleep. Her chest beat with such low pressure and her eyes batted heavily as time flew faster. Somewhere in her throat, her trachea squeezed shut as Jenn held her very last piece of air.

Out of all of this was no pain, only pressure. There was pressure in her mouth, throat, chest, stomach, hands, legs, and her head. Jenn wanted to shift around but her now heavy body would not move. It was funny to see everything around her turn into a mix of colors. There was no darkness or light, only colors.

All of a sudden, the Khan found herself back at Bitter Springs. She turned around in confusion and saw the sight of two older people before her. One wore a familiar patched up hood while the other held a pair of cazadore wings in their hands. Jenn’s eyes had begun to bubble in extreme nostalgia before she ran towards the figures. Their arms embraced the khan tightly while tears streamed down the girl’s face. Her chest felt heavier than before as she held the two people closer to her with little chokes of cries in between them.

A hand brushed against her head and pushed her hair to the side,

“L-let’s go back home,” Jenn spoke with a sob. The two figures smiled back to the khan as they held onto her hands. With each step out of Bitter Springs, what once was known as Blackice soon turned into a little girl with long black hair and cuffs for anklets. Her cries transformed into playful laughter that echoed through the mountains. Who could have asked for a better hallucination?

What followed shortly after that was nothing. There was no more emotions, life or memories. All that was left was a deeper sleep that Jenn couldn’t be awaken from. No amount of magic, hope, medicine or prayer could bring her back.

She was another dead khan in a bed with a empty syringe in her hand and a blank stare at the ceiling of a tent.

In a land that reeked of death and suffering, she was never one to be mourned about since the beginning.

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:37:59 -0400

the-king-of-freeside:

jennthekhan:

the-king-of-freeside:

jennthekhan:

the-king-of-freeside:

Some things are meant to be, and I think meeting you was one of them.

“E-excuse me?” Jenn spoke in a confused tone. What did this chump mean by that?

The King smiled and extended his hand. “I’ve never a gal like you, the name’s the King.” He upped his usual charm, feeling luck on his side.

Jenn stared down at the man’s hand and gave a very puzzled look,

“Riiighht. I’m guessing you’re a big shot of a sort then?” She asked while her name was avoided. Her hand slowly reached out to shake his hand till not sure whether to trust him or not.

“I guess you could say that, I help out some of the locals here.” The King shook it before letting her hand go. He looked her up and down before smiling. “Where are my manners, what should I call you, my little friend?”

The locals? Clearly there was more work to be done around Freeside. Every time the khan came to the town she would always get mugged by another low life. That was not a problem for her, it was a problem for the strangers she knocked out that were sent to the followers. It was why she stopped coming to Freeside in the first place. Jenn snapped back to attention when the King asked for her name,

“Me? Oh uh,” Think fast Jenn,”Blackice. Not the best name in the world but a name’s a name,” With such name, Jenn hoped that there wouldn’t be any nick names or any sort of pet talk now. She did not lie to him, that was her name. It was her khan name and she should be proud of it more.

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:19:17 -0400

the-king-of-freeside:

jennthekhan:

the-king-of-freeside:

Some things are meant to be, and I think meeting you was one of them.

“E-excuse me?” Jenn spoke in a confused tone. What did this chump mean by that?

The King smiled and extended his hand. “I’ve never a gal like you, the name’s the King.” He upped his usual charm, feeling luck on his side.

Jenn stared down at the man’s hand and gave a very puzzled look,

“Riiighht. I’m guessing you’re a big shot of a sort then?” She asked while her name was avoided. Her hand slowly reached out to shake his hand till not sure whether to trust him or not.

Harkness: A3-21's Plasma Rifle Giveaway

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:15:54 -0400

Harkness: A3-21's Plasma Rifle Giveaway:

security-chief-harkness:

Who likes to shoot people ~~in the face~~ ? To make up for the fact that I won’t be able to do replies or asks for a week and to celebrate 150 followers I’ve decided to do a giveaway. A3-21’s ~~plasma rifle~~ air blaster. It won’t quite disintegrate your enemies…

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:10:31 -0400

the-king-of-freeside:

Some things are meant to be, and I think meeting you was one of them.

“E-excuse me?” Jenn spoke in a confused tone. What did this chump mean by that?

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 19:09:51 -0400

duchess-of-waste:

jennthekhan:

duchess-of-waste:

She gives a one shouldered shrug. “Force of habit. I’m a reporter. So, what kinda chems you got?”

“Reporter…?” The khan questioned. Was that some kind of new mercenary title? Jenn crossed her arms as she continued to talk to the woman,

“Well uhm…Not much?I have some med-x on me but that’s for emergencies I’m not a drug runner. If you need chems just go stop by Red Rock. The Khans are always friendly towards outsiders, just not the NCR,”

“…it’s like what Mr. New Vegas does, but on paper. And better.” The woman frowns and gives a slight huff of annoyance. “Damn. Gotta haul my ass all the way to Red Rock just to get some decent jet.”

“I see,” Jenn had heard of House’s radio but never had the patience to stand their music. It all seemed to loop. She personally preferred that eddie von roch fello,

“Well whenever you feel like it, hop on by. Anything else you need?”

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:46:29 -0400

fugazrestino:

Damn, his lighter was busted. And it was all custom engraved too, the guy he picked this off must have put a lot of money into it. Looking up, he gave his customary grin. “Hey little lady, got a light?”

Jenn glanced by the man and stared down at him. A frown grew on her face as she replied back,

“Sorry, you’re out of luck,”

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:43:01 -0400

duchess-of-waste:

jennthekhan:

duchess-of-waste:

jennthekhan:

duchess-of-waste:

…you look like you know where to get chems.

“Why yes, yes I do. You need something like that?”

“Might be that I do.” She tips her sunglasses down her nose. “You a Khan, kid?”

“Don’t call me kid,” Jenn told the stranger before her. She pointed her thumb to the back of her vest,

“And yeah. I am. Why all the questions?”

She gives a one shouldered shrug. “Force of habit. I’m a reporter. So, what kinda chems you got?”

“Reporter…?” The khan questioned. Was that some kind of new mercenary title? Jenn crossed her arms as she continued to talk to the woman,

“Well uhm…Not much?I have some med-x on me but that’s for emergencies I’m not a drug runner. If you need chems just go stop by Red Rock. The Khans are always friendly towards outsiders, just not the NCR,”

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:29:02 -0400

duchess-of-waste:

jennthekhan:

duchess-of-waste:

…you look like you know where to get chems.

“Why yes, yes I do. You need something like that?”

“Might be that I do.” She tips her sunglasses down her nose. “You a Khan, kid?”

“Don’t call me kid,” Jenn told the stranger before her. She pointed her thumb to the back of her vest,

“And yeah. I am. Why all the questions?”

jennthekhan started following you

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:03:06 -0400

duchess-of-waste:

…you look like you know where to get chems.

“Why yes, yes I do. You need something like that?”