Mojave Meanderings and Wasteland Wanderings, The Fallout "Where are you now" thread Options

[Lopov]

This man had defected, and had also had stolen a very valuable technical manual;

At first I read that the man had defecAted and I was already rolling.

Janet is far from a typical Talon Merc and she definitely brings some "life" to usually boring routines of Talons.

Pip-Brother.

Do you use CSR for handling companions? IIRC you can set their aggression or at least change some valuables which determine if and when your companions attack.

[mirocu]

Big Man in Big Town

If he weren’t a ghoul, girls from Big Town would gladly kiss PP Barlow on his cheek for saving the town from Super Mutants. Not only he rescued Red and Shorty from the mutant-infested police station, he also taught Big Townies how to aim, shoot & reload and in the final act he helped them repel a horde of attacking Super Mutants.

I really wish I hadn't botched this quest, but I was so new at the time and didn't dare to openly attack the Mutants in the police station when they decided to kill the hostages


Glad that someone managed to save the day

[Lopov]

Yep, I guess that's the trickiest part of the quest when the Super Mutant in the kitchen decides to attack because you have to act fast.

The attack on Big Town isn't so difficult as long as you train townies to help you or wield enough powerful weapon to fend off the attack on your own.

[TheCheshireKhajiit]

Khajiit usually mines the road the mutants take to get to Big Town. Between the mines, the newly trained Big Town militia, and the PC, the mutants really don't stand a chance.

[Acadian]

Lopov – Aww, PP is a noble ghoul in blue. And an old one!

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Renee – Though ignored in TES 3,4,5, I’m ever so glad that TES fully embraced the ‘real’ meaning of the title Dame in ESO.

Stupid Girl! What a transformation indeed. The only thing that could have made it more complete would have been if her hair color suddenly changed to brunette.

[Lopov]

@Acadian - he's old, he's bad and he's ugly. Bad against bad guys, that is.


Lessons to teach

Whenever police officer Peter Paul Barlow, the only son of Amy Barlow (nee Mason), a chemist, and Peter Joseph Barlow, an architect, would pass a school, children would greet him with great respect and make room for him. PP Barlow would nod in return, satisfied to see that he Represented and that children recognized the Law.

However, that 200 years ago.

When PP Barlow passed the Springvale Elementary School in the year 2277, he was being shot at! "Pupils degenerated and became raiders," was the only possible explanation in PP Barlow's ghoulified brain and in the following hours he taught "naughty pupils" many lessons either with his police pistol either with his police baton.

On that day none of the aggressive pupils returned back home.

This post has been edited by Lopov: Aug 13 2017, 02:37 PM

[Acadian]

Spare the bullets and batons, spoil the child.

[SubRosa]

There's a new principal in town!

[Lopov]

@Acadian - !

@SubRosa - ...and he won't tolerate improper behavior, carrying weapons to classes, excessive swearing, abusing drugs, tattoos, skimpy armor, etc etc etc

Bad Colin, bad Colin, what'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when Police comes for you?

Colin Moriarty, the untouchable alpha criminal of Megaton, couldn’t complain about his life. He had a few hookers hired that were attracting lots of passing wastelanders, he had that filthy ghoul Gob hired as a bartender and even if he would pay him [censored], Gob wouldn’t dare to leave him, and the town’s sheriff Lucas Simms didn’t dare to act against him. Because he was afraid of him. Everyone in Megaton was afraid of Colin Moriarty. Lately one of his hookers, a blonde punk named Silver, dared to escape from him with his money but sooner or later Colin’s cronies would sniff her out and teach her a lesson. There was no reason to be concerned, Colin Moriarty was still the self-proclaimed King of Megaton.

In October 2277, when police officer PP Barlow met Silver in Springvale, on the outskirts of Megaton, and she told him her story, Colin’s kingdom was about to be ruined.

Later, in the evening of the same day, PP Barlow stormed Moriarty’s Saloon, named the Moriarty’s, approached the bar and slammed his hands on it.

“YOU are Colin Moriarty!” hoarsely said the ghoulified officer and Moriarty knew that wasn’t the question. The ghoul already knew him and by the look in his eyes, he didn’t come for a drink. Who the hell is that? What the hell is going on here, thought Colin, but decided to play it cool.

“Hey, hey, my friend! Welcome! Welcome to Moriarty’s Saloon! How about we step over to my office and discuss what…ermm…what needs to be discussed.” Moriarty opened the door of his office and hurried inside before the officer followed him, promptly taking his 10mm pistol from the wardrobe. He had a bad feeling about what was to follow. And besides, since when did ghouls wear police uniforms?

“So, my friend, what I can do…” he started as Barlow entered the office.

“Shut your filthy mouth, “ordered PP Barlow with his hoarse voice. “You’re under arrest for being a pimp, a money-grubber and a pain-in-the-ass. So says police officer Peter Paul Barlow and so it shall be! You have a right to remain silent…”

Colin Moriarty HAD NO IDEA from where the hell came that ghoul, and how he dared to “arrest” him but Colin knew that he was serious so he had to act before it was too late. There was no way he’d surrender. He pulled out his 10mm pistol, fired in PP’s direction and ran from the office.

“Last chance, Colin Moriarty!” he heard the hoarse voice behind him. “Surrender now and you still have a right to remain silent…”

“Go [censored] yourself!” yelled Moriarty and shot at Barlow.

“In that case…all civilians leave the building immediately! Move it, move it, move it!” PP was shouting as confused Megatonians were running back and forth in the saloon, still not fully aware of what was going on. Was the man they feared the most about to get his ass kicked by some ghoul in the police uniform?

The showdown was short but intense – Moriarty made a few more holes in PP’s uniform but his ammo couldn’t do any serious damage to his thick ghoulish skin. The same couldn’t be said for Moriarty – three well placed shots were enough to end the life of the King of Megaton.

[TheCheshireKhajiit]

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Colin Moriarty
Was no match for the just.

[Renee]

"This is Barlow. We got a 10-78, location Megaton, Moriarty's Sal-- 10-32....SHOTS FIRED .. REPEAT ... SHOTS FIRED. ... Suspect, Moriarty, middle-aged, grey hai-- Suspect has been wounded. No scratch that. Suspect down! Repeat, suspect down! .... 10-52, we need an ambulance! Ambulance needed, suspect down!"

This post has been edited by Renee: Aug 15 2017, 03:24 PM

[Acadian]

Yay, another baddie bites the dust at the hands of the Ghoul in Blue!

[SubRosa]

Moriarity has the right to remain silent... in Hell!

[Renee]

They wanted me to go to rehab, and I said no... uh... okay.

Out in the streets
that's where we'll meet
We'll make some noise
and cause trouble and...

Music blared suddenly in the dark tunnel, as a darkened shape crawled down its ladder. Though Ben did not see exactly who this dark shape was, it could only be one person.

"Dover here. Floozy has returned. Repeat. Floozy has returned. Over."

Ben Dover heard lots of static as his message was returned through his communication device, but he'd gotten used to such static. Jonny had gotten the message, somewhere below.

"Howya doin' stranger?" said the floozy, smelling of beer, cigarettes, and some cheap, rosey smell Ben assumed was perfume.

Ben did not reply. How could anybody carry on a conversation with all that noise? 'Heavy metal' is what that sort of music was called. Some of the guys had gotten to like this strange music, but not Ben. Heavy metal sounded about as appealing as rotted gecko meat to him.

Janet "floozy" Telia floated by Ben Dover as though he wasn't there. And Ben noted that Janet had returned alone. Again. He made sure to radio this detail down to Sargent Telia as well.

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Sargent Jonny Telia told the men to clear out of Bannister's barracks, Janet could hear him give this order just before she stepped into the room. Uh oh. Though Jonny was proud of Janet's progress, and Commander Jabsco kept giving Jonny and Janet the 'green light,' there were still some matters of contention.

Jonny thought back to their childhood. His sister had always been a winner. Not just spiritually, but literally. She had won the 'Miss Teen Rad Roach Beauty Competition' four years in a row, for instance, until she'd turned 20 and was therefore too old to qualify. But more importantly, Janet had also won almost all of Vault 420's shooting competitions, hands-down, since the age of 10. Sure there were others in the vault (veterans and such) who were a better shot at say, 1000 yards, but anything closer than this was Janet's territory.

Those days were long gone though. As his sister entered the room, she stumbled, nearly fell. Regained her step and composure. "Oopsie!"

Jonny Telia was one of those guys who often seemed to be pissed off to some degree. Most of this was just bluster, Janet knew her brother well. But from the moment she entered the room, she could see something in his face. Seemed as though he were actually angry! ... Janet had just finished her first really tough mission. This mission involved going into the bandit camp located just outside of the Friendship Heights Metro exit, decimating its population to zero, and then retrieving a schematic for a particular type of bomb, new in the Capitol Wasteland. This new bomb was the size of a grenade, but more powerful than one. Somehow, the raiders had it, while Talon Company did not.

"Hey, you got it," Jonny said, not really surprised. "You got the schematic. Here is your reward," her brother then handed her a sack containing 400 caps. "Now sit."

"SIT? Pfft, yeah. Well that's some welcome."

"Shut up. How's that for a welcome?"

Janet said nothing. Merely had a seat, then lit a cigarette. "Well???" she finally iterated, thrusting her arms forward.

"You really need to straighten yourself out, sis."

"Huh?"

"Don't be like that. You know what I'm talking about. It's your drug use. All the chems. You doing well as a Talon Company agent, in fact you going exceptionally well. Better than any of the others for sure."

"So? .... So what if I enjoy some chems? Like you said, I'm kickin' some ass out there. Wanna take a few guesses why?"

Her brother laughed darkly. "If all you want to do is be a [censored] waste, you can do that. But you can't be running all these tasks while [censored] up all the time. You not in West Virginia anymore ya know, this is serious business."

Janet spat on the floor. Stood up, and turned a neat circle around him. Spat again.

"Your next assignment is going to be a real whopper, but you not going to get it until you have straightened up. Commander Jabsco's orders."

She sat down again. "Straighten up?"

"Yes. No chems for one week. You are to go to Megaton. Don't wear your Talon armor, obviously. But go there. When you get there, speak to the doctor guy. He can cure you, purify your blood with just one shot. After this, I want you back here, in Fort Bannister, as soon as you can get back."

"This is bull[censored], brother. I thrive on chems!"

"Yea, well... But it's not just the chems, sis, it's the men. They been out-of-line and misbehaving lately. Goofing off. And also getting into the chems more themselves, which is a direct violation of TCR 5a0, if they do it while on patrol, and not just Jet or Buffout, I'm talkin' 'bout the hard stuff. And you are to blame. Commander Jabsco is making an example of you here."

Janet pouted. "One week???"

"You stay clean for a week, and I got something for you which you'll like. It's your own little place to call home. A place to live, just for you."

"What? What you talkin' 'bout?"

"It's a newly-dug room in the second quadrant, here at Bannister. We was going to use it as an experimental torture room. But the truth is we can't find any sort of use for it."

"You kidding, right?"

"It's yours if ... and that's a very BIG if, you can stay clean for one week."

"Get outta here. You serious?"

"I'll have the guys decorate it up for you, make it real nice in there. We got all sorts of stolen goods in storage."

"Well ... well. I can't just give up all the chems! What about cigarettes!"

Jonny's face finally softened. He *burst* with laughter. Took out his own pack, and lit one up. "Okay, you can still smoke cigarettes. But no psycho. No Jet. No Thorazine or cocaine or whatever else you got inside ya."

"Well, that's a relief. This is bull[censored] though. It is! It just is! If the others ain't as good as me, can't shoot, can't do all this while sober, and can't control themselves because of me, that's their prob!"

"Uh-huh," her brother blew a smoke ring. "It is what it is though. You can't progress until you show up in here clean."

Janet sighed. "Fiiiine," she said. "I'll go." But she didn't go at that moment. She continued to sit there, pouting, as though her sad face might convince her brother, somehow.

"Well, you got your orders, sis. Now GIT!"

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Here's Jonny

Janet's chem use has become a real problem

Doc Church knows what to do though

Janet gets it done, (note...I installed MMM into her game, which requires 4 days of waiting so cells can reset all over the Wasteland, so at least I had an excuse to press the WAIT button several times!)

Janet gets finds her door

And *bursts* inside (oops... floor is not aligned!)

Has a seat, then ends her sobriety and has a beer.

Janet lives in a J now. lolz.

This post has been edited by Renee: Aug 22 2017, 09:59 PM

[TheCheshireKhajiit]

Wait, is it coincidence that Jonny and Janet Telia/Talia sound a lot like "genitalia"?

This post has been edited by TheCheshireKhajiit: Aug 22 2017, 04:19 AM

[mirocu]

Wait, is it coincidence that Jonny and Janet Telia/Talia sound a lot like "genitalia"?

Khajiit apparently doesn't know Renee very well

[TheCheshireKhajiit]

Wait, is it coincidence that Jonny and Janet Telia/Talia sound a lot like "genitalia"?

Khajiit apparently doesn't know Renee very well

Well, Khajiit is mostly just embarrassed he just now caught on to this!

[Acadian]

’She had won the 'Miss Teen Rad Roach Beauty Competition' four years in a row,’


Uh, oh. Janet gets orders to straighten up. . .
’Janet sighed. "Fiiiine," she said. "I'll go."
Like most women, I see Janet knows exactly when and how to use the 'F' word - even though in this case it didn't help.

[SubRosa]

Janet goes sober! Say it ain't so! Looks like all's well that ends well though...

[Renee]

Well, Khajiit is mostly just embarrassed he just now caught on to this!

Hee hee sorry! Yes, all my characters have silly names which are also word-games, from the very first Renee Gade to my most-recent guy who showed up in Morrowind: Yor Azzizmyyn. I cannot even progress past character creation if I don't have a name which also makes me chuckle.

Thanks for comments, y'all.