Is that the one where Reilly's bunch are holed up?... ...

Letter #1

Dear Belle,

Guess what? I was on a job as usual and I ended up getting shot in the head! It doesn’t sound as dramatic as it was… it did happen a week ago. I don’t think the guy who did it had a grudge against me… I think he just wanted what I was delivering.

I don’t have to tell you that it was pretty terrifying… but in a way I was subtly hopeful. A part of me, a part that I thought I had gotten over, wanted him to kill me… but a bigger part was fighting to survive.

Luckily I did. Survive, I mean. A doctor in the town of Goodsprings patched me up… he seemed like a good guy.

He led me in the direction of a woman named Sunny, who gave me a rifle to use for protection as I prepared to go back out into the wasteland.

But before I left Goodsprings I realised something; I almost died. I should have been dead. It kinda scared me into an epiphany… I really need to learn to start living.

Ever since you died I’ve been in the same routine; wake up, go on a job, go home. Over and over again.

Nothing exciting ever happened. I’ll admit, I’d always been too scared to let anything exciting happen.

I wanted a sheltered life…. But I don’t think I want that anymore. I don’t want to live in fear… I want to be brave. I want to fight for something.

So I’ve decided to jack in the Courier business. I’m still in Goodsprings at the moment, but I’m going to return to Primm and explain to Johnson about my plan to leave on an adventure (if that’s the right word?)

It’ll be scary… but I know I should do it. No more terrified Lori living in her bubble. It’s time I lived my life.

It’s time I made you’re death cause something positive.

Lori x

Microu - That the flamethrower?...Or the chainsaw?.

Oh, Fawkes is now stood in the Megaton house talking Wadsworth do death... ...

Letter #2

Dear Belle,

I stayed in Goodsprings for a couple of days before headed out back to Primm. I thought I’d help out around the local bar and help with some farming of the locals. To be honest, I think I needed to give myself an excuse to stay… to gear myself up for venturing out alone.

I said goodbye to everyone in town and ventured toward Primm; which luckily for me wasn’t too far from

Goodsprings. The guy at the general store sold me some enhancements for my rifle; a scope and silencer, which are perfect for sneaking.

During my walk I found a small shack called ‘Jean’s’. I found a pretty cool wasteland wandering outfit inside (thought you’d like to know with your fashionista attitude haha). Now I don’t have to wear this Vault 21 outfit the doctor gave me.

Anyway I made it to Primm with little hassle, only to find that it had been taken over by some convicts that had escaped from the prison! The NCR were stationed to deal with the problem but they don’t seem to be doing anything.

I thought I’d try to do something, so I stood at one of the NCR watchtowers to observe the town; and yes, there were convicts everywhere.

I had them in my sights, rifle in hand and could have executed a couple of them… but I couldn’t. I don’t know why but I froze. Not only did I freeze, but I had a total breakdown.

I’d been forced to kill people before; but only in self-defence.

Something about it just felt wrong.

I felt guilty for taking the life of someone who for all I knew could have been innocent. Just because they were prison escapees didn’t mean they were bad people? Does it?

I’m still outside Primm now, sitting with a couple of NCR guys… I just needed to write to you. Haha.

Lori x

Letter #3

Dear Belle,

I decided to wait until the evening before rethinking about Primm. I decided that I would sneak under the cover of darkness and try to get to the casino… that’s where I’d been told the residents of Primm were held up.

It was almost completely successful in me sneak, remaining fully undetected from the Convicts dotted around the place…. Until I was spotted by a Convict keeping guard at the casino door.

I ran as fast as I could back to the NCR base, chased by Convicts who were opening fire.

Luckily for me a few NCR soldiers saw the trouble and waged a gun fight against the convicts. Why they didn’t do that in the first place is a mystery.

Do I feel bad that I didn’t assist them in their fight> Kinda. I didn’t feel brave. I felt pathetic.

But what was done was done.

After the Convicts were defeated I headed to the now safe casino.

Relief overcame me as I saw Johnson inside. HE told me all about what happened in Primm. Apparently some guys called the Powder Gangers overtook the town; albeit slowly.

Johnson told me Deputy Beagle was being held captive in the Bison Steve hotel… but I couldn’t do anything.

There were too many of them I imagine.

So I told Johnson I’d try to persuade the NCR guys to take the Hotel… but that was a complete flop.

The NCR refused to even try.

So now it seems that, for now, Primm is helpless… but one day I will return to save my town.

I don’t know when (or how…) but I will.

Lori x

Microu...Should'a gone into D.C. and played with some raider/Super Mutant types... ...

I guess you killed everything in the game!

Letter #4

Dear Belle,

I left Primm the next day. As much as I hated to do that, I had no choice. I will come back eventually and help save my friends… I don’t know when, but I will. I can’t help but feel like an extreme coward though. I feel sick just Leaving Johnson, Ruby and the others there… but there’s nothing I can do alone.

So I decided to just follow the path and see where the wind takes me. I have no real destination now; no mission to accomplish. I’m just going to see what the wasteland has in store for me.

However, as I followed the path toward the Mojave Outpost I saw a small building nestled on the side of the road; it was surrounded by a bunch of guys I did not like the look of. I wasn’t ready to fight, so I decided it would be best to avoid them.

I doubled back, heading toward Primm and taking the scenic route toward the Outpost. I travelled up past the old drive in theatre, encountering a pack of coyotes as I travelled further. Animals have never bothered me, so I exterminated them with ease. Strangely I saw a blockage of cars with weird words graffiti’s onto them saying things like “Go home, Courier”. It was strange. Was it aimed at me? I doubted it.

I turned back and continued toward the Outpost, eventually stopping to find a Coyote den with a dead NCR soldier inside. Although I felt bad I took his service rifle; much more powerful than my Varmint.

This is where my day takes a turn for the worst.

I continued to walk and I came across a group of feral ghouls. I was frozen for a moment as I’d obviously seen what they could do before. But I used it to my advantage. I imagined that each ghoul I saw was one that was involved in your death. It gave me the strength to shoot the suckers dead.

Near where they were I found a huge lake full of radioactive waste. Beyond the lake was a small house. I’m not sure why but I decided to explore.

I took my pistol and edged past the waste, sneaking past some extremely dangerous looking ghouls that I wasn’t stupid enough to mess with.

When I made it to the house the only thing of interest I could see was a dead Ghoul, this time a normal, non-
feral. To say I was disappointed in the risk I’d taken for a practical dead end is an understatement.

Never the less I found a few supplies and a medicine book which could be handy. Once I’d taken what I wanted I left.

Nothing too exciting happened after that as I made it to the outpost. I’m sat at a NCR bar now as I write you this letter. I’ll be heading to bed soon I think… if this cowboy chick across the room stops giving me dirty looks, that is!

Love you.

Lori x

Mirocu - Ahh, you're making me almost want to crack open my Fallout 3 and explore all these places. ALMOST not quite done with NV yet.

Must start that at some point... ...

That and Lonesome Road are just sitting there on the HD...*Sigh*...

Sounds epic!!...