Fallout: 2295

[Christopher P.]

SUDENDLY I HOLDT UP MY WEPON AND SHOT IT INTO UR HEAD LAUL

I grab a bottle of beer out of my bag. "Glad to meet some good in these wastes" I say "I've been told that it was much more dangerous than it was around fifty years ago." I drink up the beer. "Yeah, I wonder how it was back then... You need anything to help yourself out there in the big wastes? I'm about to head for Super Duper Mart to see if the Regulators need some help spicing things up in there."

Name: Mike Lawson
Age: 21

- Cran x2
- Pork n' Beans x3
- Nuka-Cola x2
- Beer x4
- Empty Beer Bottle x2
- Stimpak
- Scrap Metal x2
- Bobby Pin x27
- Raider Armor x3
- Broken 9mm Pistol
- 10mm Pistol
- Damaged 10mm Pistol
- 9mm Rounds x17
- 10mm Rounds x193
- 12 ga. Rounds x184

- Eyeglasses
- Dirty Pre-War Spring Outfit
- Bullet-Proof Vest

Faction: None
Current weapon: Combat Shotgun
Caps: 37
Best skill: Lockpick
Location: Near Megaton
Karma: 60

[Ad Bot]

[blazerblock2]

Will sign up when I return home.

[Swat 3]

"Sure. There is nothing to do around here, so it really is boring." I smirk, "Guess what I found today in a bunker? No really guess."

[Jokey365]

I'm probably going to regret this later.

Name: Max Nappy
Age: 17
Inventory: Mop.
Clothes: An outfit similar to this one, shock collar.
Caps: 3
Best skill: Speech.
Location: Mopping a floor in the Super-Duper Mart bathroom.
Karma: -50
"Backstory": A slave, captured when his parents tried to get somewhere that raising a kid wouldn't be impossible. 'Paradise Falls' seemed like a nice place, until we were all given explosive collars and separated. My parents were sold early on, but I was ridiculed by bigger and stronger slaves for years. I snapped once and killed one of them. Messy. I was finally sold to some dirtballs who traded me around, each getting more caps than the last. I ended up in the Super-Duper Mart somehow, was tossed a map and ordered to mop floors. I liked it better when those Brotherhood members were shooting cans off of my head...
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I lazily mop the floor, taking breaks to breath when nobody is looking.

[Nonnel]

Name: James Barber
Age: 16
Inventory: Pack of Cigarettes, Nuka Cola (2),
Clothes: Pre-War Combat Armor w/ Helmet
Faction (If any): Brotherhood of Steel (Initiate)
Current weapon: Hunting Rifle (87 .32 caliber rounds)
Caps: 350
Best skill: Repair
Location: The Citadel
Karma: 0

We walked Northeast. Along the way, we put some raiders in their place, not too bad. I didn't get a shot on any, though. Soon, we got to the Super Duper Mart. We decided to check inside to make sure everything was alright. The lighting inside was much brighter than I remembered last time I was here, before the regulators moved in. I separated from the rest of the group, who were chatting up some foxy regulator woman. I walked down to the bathrooms, and, to my surprise, saw someone in a collar.

[Jokey365]

I continue mopping when the door opens. I really have to stop taking breaks, but what's the worst that can happen? I get zapped?

[blazerblock2]

Why do the Regulators have slaves.

[Nonnel]

Why do the Regulators have slaves.

This.

[Jokey365]

This.

It was pretty cheap and my parents weren't the nicest people around.
They're punishing me.

[Nonnel]

It was pretty cheap and my parents weren't the nicest people around.
They're punishing me.

But the Regulators are the law of the Wasteland. They don't want slaves.

[Jokey365]

They're doing their job. They managed to find a few slavers and they got a jerk that needed to be punished. I'm being punished.

[Nonnel]

Okay, fine. I'll roll with that.

[Christopher P.]

"Lots of tiny metal stuff? I herd clacking from your pack."

Name: Mike Lawson
Age: 21

- Cran x2
- Pork n' Beans x3
- Nuka-Cola x2
- Beer x4
- Empty Beer Bottle x2
- Stimpak
- Scrap Metal x2
- Bobby Pin x27
- Raider Armor x3
- Broken 9mm Pistol
- 10mm Pistol
- Damaged 10mm Pistol
- 9mm Rounds x17
- 10mm Rounds x193
- 12 ga. Rounds x184

- Eyeglasses
- Dirty Pre-War Spring Outfit
- Bullet-Proof Vest

Faction: None
Current weapon: Combat Shotgun
Caps: 37
Best skill: Lockpick
Location: Near Megaton
Karma: 60

[blazerblock2]

Name: Hunter Allara
Age: 27

156 .223 bullets
9mm pistol
23 9mm bullets
3 Brahman Steaks (Cooked, well done.)
2 Nuka Cola(s)
1 Beer

Pre-War Business wear (Dirty)
Sunglasses
Rebreather
Kevlar Vest
Fedora

Faction: Wanderer
Current Weapon: Chinese Assault Rifle
Caps: 1,562
Best Skill: Stealth
Location: Near Rivet City
Karma: -15

[Jokey365]

"So are you going to take a piss or what?" I ask, slowing the speed of my mopping.