Prayer Two: The Burned Man

[baptizedinflame]

[Joshua ignored his orders to prank people and thanks to that, died. Mayfield managing to do what even Caesar could not. However this being Mayfield, he's soon back.

He does receive an envelope in the mail. Opening it up he finds himself looking at a picture of a very familiar flag. He barely has time to say anything before he's hit with intense burning pain.

A. Hello Mayfield. There is a man sitting on his front steps, looking like he's getting his breath back. He's covered in horrific burns and has a piece of paper clenched in his hands.

B. Walking around town. Argh...it's the Mummy...no wait. Just a man wrapped in bandages from head to foot. Stop and stare? If you look at him for long he'll ask if he can help you with something.

C. The Church. The Burned Man in the church, reading a bible off to the side. Yes, there is a man wrapped in bandages sitting in the spot Joshua Graham usually spent his time reading.]

[Phone]

How kind of the town to return some of our things after that. I had almost gotten used  to things too. Thank you for the reminder of reality Mayfield.

On an unrelated note, would anyone be able to tell me if the town has a source of bandages aside from the hospital?

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[executed]

I didn't have the heart to ruin his dream in such a manner.

... Which makes more literal sense than I would have liked since I actually didn't have a heart at the time.

[baptizedinflame]

Now you have me interested. If you're not doing anything now. Why don't you come over and tell me this story involving missing hearts and genocidal toasters.

[executed]

Sounds good! I'll be right over than, I'll even tell you how much of an ass my brain was to me.

[baptizedinflame]

I'm at 771 Bunker Street.

[executed]

Great, see you soon!

( And sure enough, some time later there is some knocking from one courier and her miniature robot. )

Are... there more mugs here?

Yeah, probably. Probably more mugs in this town than you've ever seen.

[baptizedinflame]

[Opens the door. Yup, same old Burned Man again.]

Hello Courier.

[Glances down.]

And this would be Muggy I take it?

[executed]

( Ah! Familiarity, such a plus really. )

Hi there, you seem to be doing pretty good.

And yeah, this is Muggy. Got any coffee mugs he can wash, he already washed all the ones at my place.

[baptizedinflame]

There's some in the kitchen.

And yes, I seem to be back to what passes for normal.

[Moves aside to let them in.]

[executed]

You heard the man, go enjoy yourself.

( Corey stands, quiet as she watches the little guy roll off before sighing and itching at her neck. )

So, story time. Guess I should start at the Sierra Madre and go from there.

[baptizedinflame]

[Walking into the living room to sit down then.]

The Sierra Madre. Now this is interesting.

[executed]

( And here she is, just... lounging everywhere! )

Right, so. Here I am, just walking around the Wastes one day when my Pip-Boy picks up this weird radio signal. Never seen it before then. Anyway, it's about this grand opening about some casino called the Sierra Madre. I thought, well it can't hurt to check out where the signal was coming from.

Let it be known here that I'm usually wrong about these things.

So I find where the signal is coming from, some old bunker and promptly get knocked out and wake up in this shitty place covered in some toxic blood-red cloud, stripped of all my things with a bomb collar strapped to my neck.

Oh, that Brotherhood of Steel and their ugly love of bomb collars. Anyway, this guy -- Father Elijah is basically like: "You're going gather these other guys I've kidnapped, break into the casino and perform the heist of the century! Or I'm going to blow your head off."

You can guess the choice I picked.

[baptizedinflame]

[Listening to that.]

I'm guessing the first but you threw in your own twist somewhere along the way.

[executed]

This and that, you know how I work. It was a bit more... strict here, considering.

Anyway, me and this motley crew: a psychologically disturbed nightkin with an alternate personality, a mute woman who had been tracking Elijah down from one end of the known world to the next and a former singer now ghoul manage to open the Sierra Madre up. Fireworks, song, the whole thing.

Oh and by the way! ( She sits back up because this part is important and freaky. ) Whole time I'm there I'm deal with two annoyances, holograms shooting lasers at my backside and ghost people. Ghost people which won't die unless you dismember them or turn 'em into a pile of ash. Really freaky shit those guys...

[baptizedinflame]

Ghost people?

What were they?