Rainbow's Black Market

[Rainbow Plague]

*I sit, pondering the name of what used to be my place. My home. Until those pigs took it from me. They just stomped in and took it. They didn't even have the common fucking courtesy to ask if I would surrender, they just kick in the door and kicked in my skull. After that I woke up in their disgustingly white hospital and vomited all over the bed. I just wished everything would go back to normal, before the helium, before the wasteland, and before Better Living Industries. Now they've surrounded what used to be a place called Bandit's Black Market. It's still his, but I am him. I'm inside. I know it's a trap, trying to make me get friends to come and rescue me. My partner is missing and I don't know anyone else here. Hopefully someone will see their convoy here. Instead of waiting I take off my backpack and search inside for my box of smoke bombs I've had since I was a kid. I take out a black Sharpie and write "Bang" on it. I put it in my pocket and load my ray gun to my shoulder holster. I left knives with Kid Kameleon before he left. I really miss them. I walk towards the front window to see how many of them are surrounding the building. All Dracs. I hate the way they stare at you they just look right into you like a madman. I hate them all so much. I go to the radio and record a message to put on loop for my channel. Anyone with a police scanner can hear it.*

Anyone in Zone 4, this is Rainbow Plague requesting assistance. On the main road is a large BL/i convoy just outside of my shop. It's a trap, but the fun kind of trap. The kind where you get to knock some vamp heads into the dirt. Repeat, assistance needed in Zone 4.