OCC: Don't take any of my IC banter/insults/threats seriously, I am roleplaying as a heartless mercenary after all. Also, imagine me inserting tonnes of swear words that are banned on CFC in this post. Yeah. /OCC
IC:
Alright, listen up mates. This is probably going to be one of the biggest decisions that we make in our lifetime. And we will all make this decision for different reasons. Some of you, like our bleeding heart archaeologist dcmort93, will make this decision for "moral" reasons. Others will do it for a scene of honour, even though that's worth less than the end of a frog's nose. But me, I don't have a moral compass. I don't have a sense of honour. If I had those, I probably would have joined the Australian army and helped little children in the Afghanistan or some other hell-hole of a country. But I don't. I, as I suspect many other mercenaries are in this group, am completely self centred. I only care about two things:
My safety and well being and cold, hard cash.
If I only believed in my safety, the choice would be easy. I would give those relics to Dreadnought out of spite. And then I would take immense pleasure in killing Zack myself. I don't like it when people tell me that I'm going to be baby sitting some archaeology expedition, when in fact we're going to be fighting some messed up monsters in an underground cavern in the fight for the fate of the world, while our contractor sends friggin' ANGELS of all things to blow our bloody brains out. I don't like that one bit, mate. I am so tempted to empty this gun into Zack right now, which would be ironic considering I stole them from one of your goons, one of the ones that you sent to kill me. Thanks for the weapon by the way, she's a good gun.
I won't do that, however, for two reasons. One, I don't think that would do much, considering you are some sort of omnipotent dingbat who would be able to survive that. And, I would be forfeiting lots of cold hard cash. If I only cared about my safety and revenge, then I probably wouldn't be in this line of work. If I were to stick it to the man and give those relics to Dreadnought, I would be forfeiting what I came here for in the first place, money.
This puts me in an...uncomfortable position. I could either give valuable goods to my most hated enemy or I could get my revenge and lose one tonne of money. My solution, do the most cliche thing imaginable, take a third option.
Listen up mates, that means you Dreadnought and Zack. If you fell asleep during my epic speech, then just read this bolded bit. I don't like playing by the rules, so I demand the following from Zack:
1) I want $1 million right now. I don't care how much you promised me beforehand, that was before you tried to kill me.
2) With that money I am going to have my own private little island with it's own nuclear shelter to protect against whatever the world can throw against me. I am going to spend my days sipping Pina Colatas and making love to beautiful women. I don't want any of your goons coming near me again. If I see you or one of your "Angels" on my island then I will hunt you down myself.
If Zack then get me those things, then I will give those relics to him. However, if he cannot, or if Dreadnought offers a similar/better deal, the I will give them those relics. And you better think about that fast, because I don't have all day. As soon as I get my cash, I'm going to get the hell out of here, but I can just tell that there is going to be the biggest fight and I'm going to be caught right in the middle of it. Think about that, mates.