THE GANTA GUN wrote:This game was far to depressing when i played and so i gave up on it
... You're a twat.
Anyway, it's time for another...
Tale From The Vault!Well, I'd just loaded up my newest character at the furthest point I'd gotten with them, and it turns out I was eying up a few Raiders who had positioned themselves up on an old radio tower, with the satellite dishes and that. Seemed like a good choice for a battle, so I picked my shots carefully, and did my best to stay out of sight and sound, despite my Power Armour clinking all the way...
A few shots, from my trusty Hunting Rifle Ol' Painless, later and the place was devoid of life, aside from myself of course. Then I saw it, a great monstrosity meandering its way across the sky in a very jerky and unsettling way.
Bricks.
Were.
Shat.
Then I realised it was just one of the Raider's corpses doing that odd glitch that the corpses in Fallout tend to do, so I decided to follow it since last time I followed one, an Enclave Soldier that time, some really wacky shit happened, but that's another tale for another day...
The path was oddly empty as I followed the great beast... Perhaps the wildlife and ruffians that roam the wastes were as terrified of it as I had been initially. Whatever the reason, I soon found myself next to a little power station. You know, the ones that the huge pylons with the power cables strung between them originate from, stretching out every which way into the wasteland? Yeah. One of those. I checked inside, and as it turned out, there was very little notable loot. A little saddened by this, I stepped back out into the wastes, and much to my horror, it was gone. The great stretching, colossal beast was gone altogether!
I sat for a moment a little lost and confused at this loss, and more than a little unsure of what to do in light of this. In the end, I decided it best to follow a chain of pylons I could see, reaching far into the distance toward the sun, low in the wasteland sky. I moved from one to the next, with very little in the way of encounters along the way, aside from two Giant Soldier Ants and a Radscorpion. However, now I was met with a decision to make. The pylons continued on, but the path I'd take to follow them must be chosen. Would I go to the right, up a slightly mountainous path, or along a dusty, sunken one to the left?
I looked down on that dusty piece of shit from high above, the setting sun of the wasteland on my back as I watched two Yao Guai tearing into a Wastelander, quite content with both my decision to take the high ground, Obi Wan's superiority ringing in my ears, and my decision not to help this little chode. Seemed like he could handle himself anyway. He
was wearing a pretty mean sack after all. And then a beautiful sight met my gaze. Cars. Buses. Vans. Tens of them. Stretched out across this thin little cliffside road. It was a fantastic sight, and it was about to become even more spectacular...
I feverishly applied a Stimpack attempting to survive the next explosion, which was imminent, as I let loose a fresh volley of insults at the TV screen.
FUCKING CARS!As the final explosion rang out, which I'm pretty sure was three cars simultaneously exploding, my guy haphazardly stumbled to her feet again and I was met by another little sight to pique my interest. Paradise Falls. Turns out this little mountain path was just a short drop away from the place. I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, just heard ol' Three Dog talking about it on the radio. Sounded like a place I ought to avoid, but sometimes I just can't help myself.
"Piss off!"
I was informed by the gatekeeper, Grouse. I wasn't best pleased with this welcome, and decided to inform him so via the use of my Combat Shotgun.
As his head burst open like a melon, and the nearby Slaver guard sprung to his feet, I felt my message had been received. And so began my righteous slaughter of the Slavers of Paradise Falls...
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