June Catchall [ OTA ]
Jun. 10th, 2025 12:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Vincent Valentine, Various
What: Things in June but not Event-coded.
When: Through June, prior and during event.
Where: Convoy Shop Trailer, Convoy Environs
Warnings: Guns and guntalk. Vampire-coded potential stuff (blood, blood-drinking)
Vincent has taken over a small area in the Convoy's 'shop' trailer in which he's posted strict hours of business for the purpose of trading or requesting guns and ammunition, maintainence, repair or basic lessons. There are some neatly written rules.
-Don't bother me during non-business hours unless it's an emergency.
Ammo and repairs are emergencies.
Securing salvaged firearms and ammo are emergencies.
Wanting a gun or lessons are not.
-No one is entitled to have a firearm.
-Ammo is limited. Don't waste it.
-You're required to prove proficiency and responsibility.
-You may ask to be taught.
-Privilege may be revoked.
Like clockwork, Vincent will be found at the posted hours with a list of current ammunition and a sample selection of available firearms. Pistol, revolver, shotgun, single shot rifles and assault rifles. They are/are loosely based on 20th-21st century Earth and caliber. Most look right at home in a post apoc setting as far as 'wear and tear' but have been clearly repaired and are in perfect working order.
Vincent himself is a dark haired man with pale skin - as much as can be seen given his attire - wearing a red cloak with a high collar over a black leather outfit. His left hand is wearing a bronzen metal gauntlet with pointed clawtips and he has matching armor plates on his boots. He's usually working on a gun that needs repair unless he's dealing with a hopeful customer.
Vincent's physical presence seems sparse outside of his 'shop hours'. Moreso than usual; generally someone could spot his red cloaked self hanging around on some distant cliff edge or on top of the trailers. Or even by his weird rat rod of a car. But once night falls he tends to check in if he's agreed to guard the convoy that particular evening or just vanish until morning out into the riverlands.
That said, during the day, he'll be looking to speak to a few people he's heard of and during those moments anyone might catch him for a moment if he happens to wander by. How long he'll stay on the other hand...
What: Things in June but not Event-coded.
When: Through June, prior and during event.
Where: Convoy Shop Trailer, Convoy Environs
Warnings: Guns and guntalk. Vampire-coded potential stuff (blood, blood-drinking)
Gun Shop
Vincent has taken over a small area in the Convoy's 'shop' trailer in which he's posted strict hours of business for the purpose of trading or requesting guns and ammunition, maintainence, repair or basic lessons. There are some neatly written rules.
-Don't bother me during non-business hours unless it's an emergency.
Ammo and repairs are emergencies.
Securing salvaged firearms and ammo are emergencies.
Wanting a gun or lessons are not.
-No one is entitled to have a firearm.
-Ammo is limited. Don't waste it.
-You're required to prove proficiency and responsibility.
-You may ask to be taught.
-Privilege may be revoked.
Like clockwork, Vincent will be found at the posted hours with a list of current ammunition and a sample selection of available firearms. Pistol, revolver, shotgun, single shot rifles and assault rifles. They are/are loosely based on 20th-21st century Earth and caliber. Most look right at home in a post apoc setting as far as 'wear and tear' but have been clearly repaired and are in perfect working order.
Vincent himself is a dark haired man with pale skin - as much as can be seen given his attire - wearing a red cloak with a high collar over a black leather outfit. His left hand is wearing a bronzen metal gauntlet with pointed clawtips and he has matching armor plates on his boots. He's usually working on a gun that needs repair unless he's dealing with a hopeful customer.
Convoy
Vincent's physical presence seems sparse outside of his 'shop hours'. Moreso than usual; generally someone could spot his red cloaked self hanging around on some distant cliff edge or on top of the trailers. Or even by his weird rat rod of a car. But once night falls he tends to check in if he's agreed to guard the convoy that particular evening or just vanish until morning out into the riverlands.
That said, during the day, he'll be looking to speak to a few people he's heard of and during those moments anyone might catch him for a moment if he happens to wander by. How long he'll stay on the other hand...