Gang: The Ripflow Sharks
Pin symbol: Red hammers
1:water still
2:workshop
3:guilder contact
4:guilder contact
5:spore cave
6:slag heap
7:settlement
Meeting up with his cousin Johab Quint hadn't gone to plan for Brutus and his gang, it seemed some agent orange addicted weirdos had followed the Sharks and had got the drop on them quite literally, dropping tox bombs left right and centre. Brutus grabbed his cousin and got away from the poisonous fumes as quickly as possible, you can't fight when your lungs turn to goo!
Upon arriving in Mankfester the Ripflow Sharks had drilled into a pipe network and set up a water still, the weight of the water they syphoned off into barrels eventually cracked what happened to be only milimetre thick floor plating opening up a vast spore cavern full of valuable fungi.
There was a small tunnel at the back leading into another cavern but some jobsworth binmen had been moonlighting as some sort of farming protection racket and there'd been a shoot out, Brutus and his lads had gunned them down in short order with only a few flesh wounds in return and had been getting ready to claim this new cavern for themselves but it seemed the binmen had been marinating their ammo in the noxious waste in the back of their van, two of the Sharks collapsed minutes after the battle coughing up fountains of blood despite barely getting hurt in the fight.
A few of the lads had learnt a bit about fixing guns while Brutus had the idea of welding guns to other guns to make them shootier and so in the rare moments of downtime Brutus and a couple of others had set up a fortified shack to store their new inventions in, Brutus reckoned he was onto a winner there. Meeting up with his old guilder buddies Lang "the clubber" Pinkman and Mobius Deth, who were working on a new and improved version of the drug Green, Brutus had sounded them out for a stake in the gun making game, they'd been mad for it. They just needed a safe route out of the east of the dome as they knew a guy who'd buy strange guns no questions asked.
The Sharks had smashed a path through the intervening gangs and set up a halfway house in an inconspicuous slag heap whose original owners had been a punier version of goliaths, Brutus had duffed a few of them over and sent them packing.
It seemed word was getting around about the Sharks attempts to get a bit of the gun trade and some extremely strange alien bounty hunters had been sent to take out Brutus. After almost successfully dodging a few sniper shots Brutus had Sloppy Joe and Joe Rombie set up their big guns and blaze away at the would be assassins, Brutus was mad and didn't leave until every alien was a heap on the floor.
Brutus was pissed after being shot at, he didn't mind it in a proper fight but a straight up out of the blue attempt to kill him in cold blood got his blood pumping. He needed a real fight against some body who knew the rules, there weren't any "proper" Goliaths around so he looked for the next best thing, Trash the scummer had mentioned a pitfighter warband had been seen in a scrap canyon nearby and so the Sharks had headed off for a fight, maybe they'd get some spares for their own pitslave?
After a good punch fest the Sharks had emerged triumphant. Maybe he’d had some sense knocked into him but Brutus knew it’d be hard to hold on to his turf here and in Fury’s Rest without some reinforcements and so he figured taking over a settlement would get him some likely lads who could oversee things here. He’d heard about an Escher gang that’d been extorting a settlement near the centre of Mankfester, it’d be an ideal location to run this turf from, it’d give a decent staging post for selling merchandise and it was close to his guilder friends if anybody tried to move in on his territory before he could get himself and his gang back to defend it.
And so Brutus had strolled in to the settlement and told the Escher to leave before they got hurt. Suddenly half his gang were engulfed in a massive plasma blast, it looked like they weren’t going to make it easy. Luckily he’d given out double portions of Green before the fight and the drugs effects had enabled his boys to shrug off the plasma burns like water drops and they charged at the women and hacked them to bits while his heavies rained bullets at them from on high. Despite being girls they didn’t run and scratched and clawed back at his lads but in a close up brawl there was only ever going to be one winner and the Ripflow Sharks claimed the settlement as their own.
Although things were going well Brutus knew it was time to be heading back to Fury's Rest, he’d got his cousin and his poisonous worms and that’s what he’d come for, he wondered what some of the enforcer's heavy guns at Fury’s Rest would do if he welded them together?