The REALLY Wild Wasteland. (The Fallout RP!)

[FalloutJack]

Well well well...what DO we have here? It seems that Sully was rescued by a man in a medical power-armor, which appears to have been through alot of shit by a sort of gabby Anchorage medic [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSqdeuMIpyI], probably a bit on the aged side. Well, a'no matters, for now. Welcome to the underside of this burnt-out old Deathclaw-infested burgh. The man identified himself as the former Private Yobson, current only resident of Old Onley, a fact which he communicated to the underside of his domicile, which was uhh...wow, lots of Deathclaw parts and decorations, man.

Yobson: Well, I SAY that I'm the only resident, apart from the DCs of course, but that ain't completely true. It weren't me who found you out, but Shifty.

When he pointed, he indicated a man who was actually RIGHT BEHIND Sully all of a sudden, taking measurements of his body. Creepy vibe! Pale fellow dressed in black? Dude, this guy was an undertaker! Yobson waved a hand at him.

Yobson: Shifty, I told you I'd handle 'im, so cut with the measurements. He ain't gonna die! *Sigh* Sorry 'about that, fella. Man came in on a bicycle one day, been waitin' for me to day or somethin'. But with these trophies? It ain't gonna happen. Y'all had better just find your way out of these parts all safe-like and away from the damn DCs.

Shifty seemed like an odd one, and unnerving that he seemed to have been expecting one of them to die. Highly possible in this area. Speaking OF this area, let's look up on David... Ah, he's up on a rubble building - having reached it via grappling hook - and sniping Deathclaws. He has NO idea where Sully went and maybe, just maybe, he's too occupied to think about the underground. Also, there was totally a small-scale Liberty Prime robot thingy leaping at him from above and behind.

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"No my pants suit me quite well to be honest. And you said their were other mutants? How many are there? And why are you able to run that fast? And why were those man chasing you? And do the other mutants also have an special skill?"

"Well, I'll tell you, Judgey-wudgey... I don't KNOW how many there are. There could've been more coming when I left, or on the other hand some could've dropped out while I'm not lookin'. As for me, I went and saw the Doc and he worked me over these new fancy legs here, nyuk nyuk nyuk!"

It was at that point that this mutant's speech patterns suddenly slooowwweeed doooowwwwnnn...

"Thooossee guuuyyysss juuussst caaammmee ooouuut ooofff theee bllluueee..."

While he was talking, he began to get all twitchy. A third eye grew in his forehead, a bloating happened in his torso, and some more limbs started to grow out of his body! At this point, he finished the rest of his answers in Spanish, followed by an unexpected laugh! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joEetIePzA4] At which point, he was now a large Centaur, as in the deformed crawling toxin-spitting creature...looking for a meal and finding REX to be most suitable.

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A dynamic duo [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOc7HayMN94] or a madness in the making? Bob and Barry slammed down on the tendril bastard and made the hits GOOD. Bob was suddenly on fire as the monstrous mutant grabbed for him, causing the freak alot of searing pain. It began to focus most of its aggression on HIM, especially since he was now going around the semi-shapeless mutant mass with his sword, shouting...

Bob: BWAH-BWAH-BWAH-BWAH-BWAAAH!!!

Unfortunately, the thing started launching...yech! Eel-like parasites were falling all over the place! Electrified? No, but they were biting and disgusting! They're like...did you ever see or read Stephen King's Dreamcatcher? The aliens? Kind of like that. Looong story if you didn't get into it, but fortunately not important.

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William and Dudley made their way over to the Citadel, where there were - of course - guards, robots, and a big shut door waiting for him. He attempted to swing favor in his direction by mentioning that he was on an important mission over the Enclave. The guard was about to talk when he got a message from inside and started moving aside as the door opened.

BoS Soldier: Out of the way, you two! We have an emergency!

The soldiers from inside headed out and in a hurry. They appeared to be heading more or less in the Washington Monument area. The guard was now having a further radio conversation in which finally...

Guard: Okay, you can go in, but don't waste her time. Shit's hittin' the fan right now.

To which, they would go in to find another suit escorting them to the control room area, where Sarah Lyons is shouting orders likea Post Apocalyptic Captain Janeway. The crux of the hubbub appeared to be that they were fixed on the problem of the 'Duper Mutants' , an apparent Behemoth located nearby, and also a transmission over GNR, jamming out Three Dog. While that was going on, she turned to Dudley and William.

Sarah: Make it quick. You said Enclave and somehow I think any help with this would be appreciated.

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Oh, you're probably wondering about that transmission. Well, it all started during one of Three Dog's broadcasts.

"Welcome back, children, and hold onto your butts for this one. It seems that a new Super Mutant Behemoth grew up right in the DC area, all on its own, just like THAT! Sounds to me like a connection to those so-called 'Duper Mutants'. Keep an eye out for strange-acting super mutants. They ain't ALL bad, but the ones that're acting weird? They seem like the type. And another thing-"

BZZZZZZZZZZZWWWOOOOYYYYRRRRRRRR...!!! The transmission was suddenly overwhelmed by a stronger signal as somebody else cut in!

"Oh yes! Yes yes YES, you are correct GNR-man! I am afraid the wasteland is in for a bad week, to say nothing of months and years to come! Hello, Enclave! I KNOW YOU'RE LISTENING!! You and everyone else are gonna pay for trying to coop me and my GENIUS up for your own deeds, getting into my head with your ballpoint pens! WELL, NO LONGER!! I have isolated the gene and the FEV trigger that creates Behemoth mutants, and that one in DC is only the beginning! Soon I, Dr. Donald Q. Bastion, will be the ruler of the wastes as humanity becomes HUGE-MANITY! Enjoy your easy carefree days...for they are numbered!"

Now, you see why the Brotherhood is in an uproar. A man has learned to make Behemoths? BAD DAY!

Oh, and everybody heard this near some sort of radio in car, in helmet, on Pip-Boy, regular random radios, etc.

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Meanwhile, back more in the Kentucky area, they have these mutated horses, dangerously-violent things with spikes growing out of 'em called 'Nightmares', after the legendary demon-horse beast. These were irradiated horse mutants, basically. They were also prone to going wild when things got out of hand. Like what? Like that rhythmic pounding as something clomped-clomped-clomped steadily across the ground. It made them a bit keen to stampede, an effect that would eventually reach the Capital Wastelands. Let's just say that things were gonna get interesting around here...

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Spoiler: Note

Soup had been mistaken about where the car stops, as the placement was more south and east than the ruins he was talking about. We had discussed this.

The Behemoth had gotten very unruly after having grown up from an ordinary mutant now. After declaring that it was mighty, it had gotten to stomping around to test out its new body, in which is stubbed its toe on a crumbling building. After growling at it...

"STUPID BUILDING!! I'MMA GONNA CRUSH YOU WITH MAH PELVIC THRUST!!"

And it did just that! Stones flew everywhere and there was some chaos from somewhere nearby as Dr. Crawver's brahmin, Udders, lost its cool in the face of rocks flying everywhere...and now the man, the walrus, and the Brahmin had this big monstrous thing coming in...as well as three humans and a semi-mutant coming in a car. Also, there was a team of BoS coming in as well as the Behemoth notied and he...started tossing bits of building around! The reason Udders' name was shouted? Because a chunk was going right for it when...FSSSSSHHH!!

"Nice...cow-thing..."

The Brahmin had been stopped by a red-glowing ghoul, taking the reigns and...firing a blast of destructive radiation at the rock, melting it before it could touch the animal.

"Once...a maaan..."

 

[Shadowstar38]

With the job finally wrapped up, Cassie was free to get to get rolling back to her contractor with proof of her kill. Now it was just a matter of getting out of D.C. alive and back to the West Virginia colony.

After exiting the building that she nearly got totaled, she strolled down the street to meet with her best friend. A Yao Guai she effectionately calls Rodrick. She packed the extra ammunition she picked up off the bodies of the dead and hopped up onto Rodrick's back.

She had to grab hold of her hat as the beast began bounding towards the west. A good 15 minutes and Cassie encountered notinh out of the ordinary. She could only hope she would get past Falls Church without any incident. Though if the random super mutant showed her anything, its that things like this rarely ever go as planed.

 

[Souplex]

Spoiler: Frank picked up a radio broadcast

"Oh yes! Yes yes YES, you are correct GNR-man! I am afraid the wasteland is in for a bad week, to say nothing of months and years to come! Hello, Enclave! I KNOW YOU'RE LISTENING!! You and everyone else are gonna pay for trying to coop me and my GENIUS up for your own deeds, getting into my head with your ballpoint pens! WELL, NO LONGER!! I have isolated the gene and the FEV trigger that creates Behemoth mutants, and that one in DC is only the beginning! Soon I, Dr. Donald Q. Bastion, will be the ruler of the wastes as humanity becomes HUGE-MANITY! Enjoy your easy carefree days...for they are numbered!"

[Science 52/40][Success!]Even if he could make them start growing, it would still take time for them to grow. Frank would just have to up his kill-rate.
[Perception]The Behemoth was in view, but there was something else... A red glow? He'd have to burn that bridge after he crossed it.
"Ugh! That is one ugly mother-fucker!"
[Tactics 50/40](It's not a skill in any Fallout game, but it should be!)[Success!]The situation seemed to support Frank's original plan.
"Everybody out! Start providing cover-fire!
"I'm gonna' shove this car up its ass!"

 

[lacktheknack]

The mutant said things to Brandon.

Then it turned into the crawly mutants that spat the acid.

Wat.

Wat. Wat. Wat. Wat. Wat.

To Rex's not-surprise, it turned and charged at him.

Rex yelped and leaped to the side. The mutant turned, right in time to catch Rex's angry claws across its face. It spat angrily, and Rex caught the acid directly in his face.

It missed his eyes, but it still burned like hell. Rex roared furiously and leaped on top of the mutant's head. The mutant's head smashed straight down into the ground, and he rose right in time to see the dog pawing one of the raiders' pistols.

BOOM.

The centaur recoiled as Rex shot behind Brandon's legs, utterly confused as to why the mutant wasn't dead.

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

A radio chimed in from Frank's suit pretty loudly.

She turned to Vikki straight after the broadcast "How crazy was that Doc you mentioned before?" Lucy would've continued the conversation, but the ride was bumpy and she could see what was unmistakably a behemoth up ahead thrashing a building apart.

"Ugh! That is one ugly mother-fucker!"

Lucy didn't comment, her attention was caught by faint crimson glow near the behemoth. Her thoughts were interrupted by Frank.

"Everybody out! Start providing cover-fire!
"I'm gonna' shove this car up its ass!"

Seemed like a good idea to Lucy, the car could be used as a great explosive device and improvised battering ram.

Lucy climbed out the window, pulling her Gauss Rifle off her back and spoke to Frank quickly "I'm going to move from building to building and lend long-range support" She looked around, quickly analyzing the environment for a few good spots to set up a sniping perch and to move from cover to cover.

"This car can be used as an improvised explosive, position is right and I'll take a few shots to set it off...Just give me a signal somehow" Lucy knew this was no time for games, any of them could easily get killed by this thing.

She turned to Vikki "V, I'm going to need a spotter, help me pick out target area's and keep me informed about the combat environment. You should know the anatomy of a behemoth quite well. I'll do what I can from range while Frank gets up close"

She turned to Marlon finally "I'm already sorry about what's going to happen to your car, it's a sweet ride, for what it's worth" she knew Frank had short-term plans for the car "If you need me, don't hesitate. I don't leave friends hanging" she gave him a smile.

Lucy started to run on ahead, entering a nearby building. Most of the buildings here were damaged and had clear chunks removed from them...Most people would see a bunch of ruins, Lucy saw an intricately connected pathway between each derelict structure and building. Perfect hiding spots, many positions, temporary cover and she could move from structure to structure with ease.

After making a little distance between Frank and a new angle on the behemoth, she set up shop on a second story window. She trained her sights on the behemoth's ugly head and prepared to synchronize her high-powered shot with the impact of the car. "Vikki, where's the best area on the head to hit? temple, eyes, forehead? I need an answer before the car hits it"

She tried to keep her breathing and aim steady, keeping note of the car's position

 

[The Harkinator]

This really was not the time to be slow with words. Pretty as she was, Sarah Lyons gave some real 'Waste my time and get lasered' vibes when she was in a hurry.

William spoke, "Greetings ma'am, my friend and I require help in a mission involving the Enclave. We need the location of the Enclave base, if you know where it is and some broken energy weapons so my friend can pose as a salesman they might let in." William had spoken incredibly quickly but Sarah Lyons seemed to understand every word.

William hoped they could get what they needed and go, he really didn't have time for side quests ...... *ahem* to be side tracked right now. But he worried that the Brotherhood would demand some sort of payment for what was essentially useless junk, whatever form this payment took, William hoped it would be quick and involve a minimum of impossible death defying missions involving mutants, robots or really big mutants.

 

[wilcoblackflame]

Oh. The car heist wasn't just for speed. The apparent plan was to ram the car, containing practically everything he owned, including his stock, which was still in the truck due to Frank jacking the car before it oculd be unloaded as agreed, into the giant monstrosity to use it as some manner of improvised bomb.

Realising that stopping Frank from doing so was nigh impossible at this point, he reached under the back seat to grab a pack stashed for emergencies. It contained some basic supplies and ammo, but more importantly, the notes and blueprints in his possession relating to both his car and its related parts and the weapons he usually repaired or constructed as part of the business. "You owe me big." he growled at Frank before he jumped out, slinging the pack over his shoulder and drawing his laser rifle.

What a lovely fucking day.

He managed to give Lucy a dry smile in return before heading off to find a good vantage point himself.

 

[Souplex]

"You owe me big."
"Don't worry, I pay my debts."
"This car can be used as an improvised explosive, position is right and I'll take a few shots to set it off...Just give me a signal somehow"
"Don't worry, you'll know what to do when. I trust you."

Spoiler: Frank fiddled around with the controls on his suit hoping to find the perfect song for this fight.

That would be better for slaughtering a group of mooks between him and his destination, not a boss-battle.
That would be better for a leading a large group in an assault.
Perfect for rushing a single powerful target.
Frank cranked that shit up to 11 on his suit's speakers, so everyone could hear.

Frank looked in the glove-compartment to find a copy of "Modern Motorist" (I'm treating it as the skill magazine for piloting) and thumbed through it before setting off.
Temporary +10 to piloting.
Frank thought back to his training. His grandfather would say that you strike hard, and strike fast, and your opponent will go down. His master would say to break the opponent's stance or guard, then strike at their vulnerable points while you have an opening.
He planned to combine these approaches as he often did.
[Unarmed 100/40][Success!] Frank punched off the roof of the vehicle. He needed it out of the way for his plans.
[Perception] It looked like there was some rubble near the mutant that could be used as a ramp.
"Open wide, ugly!"
Frank fired the car's lasers while closing in on his target.
[Piloting 31/30][Success!] Frank launched the car off the ramp at top speed towards the mutants torso.
In mid-flight, Frank jumped out of the roof, and turned on his boosters.
"This is for Ivan Rose you over-sized pile of shit!"
Frank struck at the beasts head with all his might, then grabbed on so he could continue to do so.

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

"...Nevermind"

Lucy muttered out loud as she watched the car rocket off towards the behemoth using the mounted lasers as a distraction.

This gave her a brief idea. What do you do when something is attacking you? You generally pay attention to the source and try to stop the assault. Lucy was banking on this caveat of behavioural insight because she had a plan.

Frank busted out of the recently torn-off roof and rocketed towards the behemoth's head.

Jackpot! The behemoth responded to the car's impact to the torso by instinctively folding its arm in on the car, towards its chest, effectively holding the car in place. It was basically holding a very large bomb to it's chest...

"Hold on tight, Frank..." She readjusted her aim to the engine of the car. Firing a shot resulted in a familiar pop in the engine as it reacted to the propelled bolt. The kind of pop that says "I'm going to go boom very soon". Frank would react appropriately...she assumed.

She couldn't wait for the natural reaction. "I'm real sorry about the car, Marlon! Drinks are on me later!" she fired off another round into the engine and was met with a highly concentrated explosion to the behemoth's chest and devastating damage to the arm holding it in place.

Lucy was feeling a rush of many emotions, to calm herself down, she sang...a smile growing in a more joyfully sadistic manner with her cheery tune.

"It's time to face the daaaay!"

She reloaded and sent a shot ringing into the shoulder.

"Time to make it snappy!"

Not much fun she reckoned, adjusted her aim and shot for the wounded chest, digging into the wound even deeper.

"But you know, first you gotta make it outta bed."

Reloading, she decided to aim for it's knees and fired a bolt into one knee, effectively crushing it.

"Hello Mr. Sunshine, today you're gonna be mine!"

Watching the behemoth stagger at the last shot, she decided to fire into the other knee.

"Make him pinky swear; there's only sunny skies aheeeeaaaad!"

Watching the monstrosity literally fall to it's knees for a moment, she took advantage of it's exposed neck and buried a round deep into its throat.

"Taaaake on the day with the ONE-TWO punch!"

With the last line she decided to punch another round into the behemoth's throat, this time penetrating with a messy and punishing exit wound.

"Woo!"

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

Vikki's jaw dropped as she watched the combination of Frank flying a car into the behemoths chest and Lucy easily fire so many rounds at it.

Attempting to help out in someway, she levelled out her SMG, firing a burst at the head of the behemoth as it staggered.

Despite the slight distance between the two, she heard the thwacking noise the bullets made as they bounced off its skin, leaving, as she had seen before, only small dents in the skin without any permanent damage.

"It should be basically dead by now!" she shouts out, watching the behemoths eyes glaze over as it staggered, trying to regain its footing as it lashed out violently with the club it held, "Lucy! Shoot it in the head, its eyes would be best!" she screamed, dodging a lumbering swing from the beast.

On the return, the edge of the hydrant caught Vikki's leg, sending her tumbling across the landscape. Upon her collision with a pile of rubble, she clutched her leg, screaming blue murder as she tried to move the bones back into place, the end of her tibia quite clearly visible as a lump against her armour. "Kill that thing!" she screams, pulling her SMG back up and firing wildly in agony and anger.

 

[wilcoblackflame]

If there was one upside to the current string of misfortune it was that it was an EXCELLENT opportunity to channel anger. So much anger.

Watching the behemoth's eyes glaze over would quite possibly be the last Vikki saw of them. As for Lucy shooting it in the eyes though, she'd have to take a number, as a flurry of laser beams shot out from elsewhere amid the ruins and burned their way across the beast's face.

"Let's see you fight blind, you lumbering son of a *****!"

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

"It should be basically dead by now!" Vikki's voice rang out to her over the commotion

"Good! I could really use a dri-..." her sentence was cut short as the behemoth grew rabid and clumsily swung the club at them. While this attack didn't hit them, it certainly hit the front of the building.

"Lucy! Shoot it in the head, its eyes would be best!" Vikki screamed at her

Lucy scrambled backwards in an attempt to not fall when the club came swinging with a backwards stroke, narrowly missing them again...or so she thought.

She caught a glimpse of Vikki being propelled through the air, with a bloodcurdling scream of pain. "VIK-...!" By this point, the second story floor had grown unstable and Lucy plummeted to the floor below. She narrowly missed the attack, but she couldn't miss the falling debris.

Lucy hit the floor painfully, her back arching in pain for a moment. She tried to get up but more of the smaller rocks pelted her body. She threw her Gauss Rifle across the room as far as she could from the falling debris. She tried to claw her way across the floor before a large piece of rock made direct impact with her ribs and slamming her forcefully to the ground.

Lucy screamed out in agony before coughing up blood. Turning on her back, she managed to avoid the main debris, but half her body was covered as the smaller debris managed to slide over her body. She couldn't move her legs under the sheer weight or shift her waist.

"Kill that thing!" she heard Vikki's voice ring out to her, or at least she thought it was towards her...

Coughing up even more blood in her attempt to speak, she could only whisper "I...I c-can't get t-to you...". Her vision blurred, her head spinning and blood ran down the side of her mouth.

She could only outstretch her hand towards Vikki, her friend, before her vision grew darker...

 

[Souplex]

The situation was getting bad for the people who weren't Frank, who Frank liked.
Marlon "Brando" Van Graff was fine though, so there was that disappointment.
Frank knew he had to end this. Now.
"I am Franklin Danger Rose!" (Yes, F.D.R. make your jokes. And yes; Danger is his actual middle name. His parents were weird.)
Frank beat the mutant's face some while still holding on because that fall would really hurt.
"I am the grandson of Ivan Tobias Rose, the first member of the Brotherhood to slay a Behemoth!"
Frank made the mutant's right eye explode in a gooey spray of unpleasantness.
"I am the pupil of Argyle, the greatest martial artist ever to un-live!"
Frank climbed into the freshly opened eye-socket and towards the beast's brain.
"I am the best of the Brotherhood, and I will kill you!"
[Medicine 26/15][Success!] Striking the brain is pretty much always one of the most lethal options.
Frank just went nuts on the Behemoth's brain. It was super dead, now Frank had to survive the fall. Inside its head seemed like the safest place for the time being.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

Seeing the Behemoth hit the floor brought Vikki back to her senses, just in time to hear Lucy calling out for help, the sudden sense of panic filling her mind as she realised her friend was dying.

"NO! You're not allowed to die!" she screams, pulling herself along, broken leg and all, digging through her pack to pull out some stimpaks, "you will not die Lucy! Me and Frank and even Marlon won't let you!" she yells, having just reached the prone form of Lucy, she reaches up, slamming two separate stimpaks into her arm, hoping they would be enough before turning to rummage her pack to find the others.

"I'm saving you with the things you gave me to save myself, you're more important to me than me or anyone else is," she whispers, her eyes filling up dark red.

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

Lucy was told by Doc Church that she had an abnormal reaction to stimpack injections, whether this was a simple biological side-effect or a more complex psychological reaction was up to much debate. So while, physically, this was just a few seconds, mentally, time seemed to dilate and her mind wondered.

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"I'll KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY DADDY!"

She nearly passed out had she not been painfully injected with two stimpacks and med-x. This process was repeated till she was limp and unable to keep consciousness.

Time was a stranger to her crumpled form when she woke up, surrounded by empty stimpacks and med-x, she probably looked like she put most junkies to shame at that point. Her body was numb due to the drugs coursing through her system, she could barely feel the person who was cradling her body, making their way to Megaton with urgency.

She was awake, but her mind wasn't registering much. She just remembered that her saviour seemed to be very well-dressed, the green eyes would have been kind, if not cut with a glare.

When Lucy regained full use of her body again by the hands of Doc Church's medical expertise days later. She had asked how she got here, the reply: "Your very own British Prince Charming"

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Her body went numb when the stimpacks hit her arm, then the pain returned with a vengeance before she could feel the minor wounds and bruises knitting together and healing. Waking up screaming, she looked for the source with rage and instinctively wrapped her hand around the throat of the black armoured murderer. "GIVE. ISAAC. BACK!"...

Except, there was no armour, just the shocked and pained eyes of her friend, Vikki. She released her grip immediately and fell back "I'm sorry! I didn't mean -.."

She was barely holding it together "The dual stimpacks...my past." she hoped Vikki would understand what she meant. She spotted Vikki's much larger wound. This managed to clear her mind for a moment and she tried to wiggle out from under the debris, pushing off the major pieces, the stimpacks acting as a temporary anaesthetic.

Struggling free, she managed to pull a stimpack from one of her pouches and jab it into the thigh of Vikki's broken leg. "You should be taking care of yourself now"

She tried to smile, but she coughed up a lot of blood. She knew she had a broken a few ribs, luckily her armour managed to stop most of the damage. She clawed her way next to Vikki "I can't have you dying on me"

Her leather armour was made with multiple leather strips, pulling her combat knife from the pouch, she was mindful to cut several thick stips across her left leg. "I don't have anything we can use to splint your leg with. But we can get it wrapped up before we can get to a doctor."

She proceeded to keep the bone in place, while wrapping her leg tightly, forming a makeshift cast of tough leather wrap. She injected her once more with a stimpack for extra healing and hopefully some pain relief before collapsing next to her. It was rough, but better than nothing.

She had exerted herself too much in her desperate attempt to help. She coughed up more blood and groaned, her body's way of saying "stop moving jackass". Looking up at her friend with tears in her eyes "Thank y-you for s-saving me" and took Vikki's hand in hers.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

Despite Lucy's hands shooting around Vikki's throat and malice in her voice, there was no strength or hatred in her hands when she seen Vikki's eyes looking down into hers.

The dual stimpaks...my past was all she could say as her hands dropped, "You don't need to explain anything to me, Lucy," she smiled, watching as Lucy pulled herself free and set about helping heal Vikki.

"I should be fine, I'm tougher than most," she grins, poking at Lucy's rib without touching them, just to be safe, "I won't die on you, as long as you don't die on me!" she beams just before Lucy coughed up yet more blood.

"Frank!" she yells, "help!" hoping the ex-knight would have some medical knowledge to help Lucy fix herself a bit better.

Thank y-you for s-saving me, she heard Lucy mutter, looking up at the half mutant, "I'm just returning the favour you keep giving me," she mumbles, her own eyes filling up once more, "I'll always save you as long as I live!" the mutant tries to smile bravely despite her face quivering.

 

[Souplex]

Frank was trapped inside the skull of the defeated Behemoth.
It smelled in there, and he would probably run out of air if he didn't do something.
This was not the best place to be, and escape would require all of his cunning.
Frank began punching at a wall of his prison. Hopefully his Displacer Glove wouldn't give out any time soon.
[Unarmed 100/75][Success!] Frank had made a hole in the side of the mutant's head, and saw some daylight.
Frank made his way out.
Vikki and Lucy weren't looking so great. Neither was the Van Graff, but he didn't have the excuse of being injured.
Frank ran over to them.
[Medicine 26/50][Failure.]Frank needed to get them to a competent doctor.

 

[Floris2123]

"Thooossee guuuyyysss juuussst caaammmee ooouuut ooofff theee bllluueee..."

The mutant started to mutate at an incredible speed. Brandon looked confused at the transformation. The mutant started to grow more limbs, and started to talk in a language Brandon didn't know. It turned into a large centaur, Brandon placed one hand on his hunting revolver. The centaur charged at Rex and before Brandon could do anything Rex charged back. Rex jumped to the side clawing the centaur who spat on Rex. Rex continued to fight with the centaur, he even fired one of the raiders guns. Brandon was wondering where he had learned that when the centaur rose again. Rex ran behind Brandon, Brandon grabbed his hunting revolver and aimed. He fired 5 shots, all of them hit the centaur's head but it still seemed to be alive. Brandon Ran as the centaur charged again, he has drawn it's attention it was no longer chasing after Rex.

Brandon quickly searched his bag while running, he found a grenade which had belonged to one of the raiders. He looked back as he grabbed his machete. He suddenly turned around and charged at the centaur. The centaur spew acid at Brandon who protected his face with his right arm, the acid began to bite through his armor. Brandon chopped with his machete making a deep cut into the centaurs 'head'. He shoved the grenade into it with his other hand, he couldn't get the machete out so he just left it stuck in there. He pulled the pin of the grenade and ran. A few seconds later a large explosion could be heard.

Brandon turned around to see that not much was left of the centaur. He sighed relived to be was saddened about the loss of his machete. He quickly used water to get the remaining acid of his arm, his armor was ruined. He remembered that Rex had been hit too, he quickly ran over to him. Once he had arrived near Rex he looked at the wound, He grabbed some water and began to wash of the acid as fast as he could. The wound didn't look good though it hadn't hit his nose, eyes or ears. Brandon looked very worried, he didn't think that an stimpack would heal an dog. He was unsure of what to do next, he figured that the best thing to do would be to find a doctor. He looked at Rex again as he scratched him behind his ear "I will get you to a doctor Rex."

 

[lacktheknack]

Rex had cowered in his spot until the centaur was liquidated.

The spit on his face burned badly. He cowered in place until Brandon came back and rinsed it off. He looked upset.

"I... get you... doctor, Rex."

Rex thought about it. A doctor was one of the "crazy con artists" that Old Master had chased off. Rex wasn't sure why, or what they did. All Rex knew is that they never stuck around after Old Master yelled at them.

So, Brandon was going to bring him to one of the crazy con artists. Whatever those were. Rex assumed that they would do something related to the itchy burning on his face.

He whimpered and licked Brandon's hand.

Brandon paused for a while to change his armors. He got out of his old set, which had been splattered by centaur acid, and stepped into the new stuff he had found earlier. Then, they headed off.

They trekked off in some direction for a couple hours, Rex's face itching all the way, until Brandon suddenly stopped, clearly seeing something. Rex sat and waited, pawing at his face.

 

[Pink Gregory]

-EDITOR'S REPORT-

My dearest readers.

This may in all possibility be my final entry.

I have been exposed to a fatal dose of radiation; we have no medicine, and the Walrus tells me that nothing can be done without it. We are taking a last chance haul to DC, pounding the cracked earth day and night, we haven't eaten or slept for two days, and have had to make what water we had last for twice that.

There is no hope.

I recount the following events as a cautionary tale, while my sanity holds. Sanity is a weakness out here, there's nothing to be sane about.

We had crossed paths with myth. A walking, moaning monolith. It's size remains incalculable, it could have swept us to the wind with a breath; but somehow, we remained hidden, as lone mites to a stalking crow.

But for the Brahmin. That fucking cow. That fucking two-fucking-headed-fucking-idiot-fucking-cow. It wouldn't stop braying. Should've killed, skinned and chopped up the damn thing without a second thought; the walrus too, least we could have eaten.

It wouldn't stop braying.

And then it's gaze. Oh god. It fell upon us. Those eyes. There was nothing in those eyes. Whitness, the absence of darkness in there. It was blind. But our stares met. It's all I see now.

And it glowed. Not a soft glow, not like the sun. A harsh, oh so harsh razor thin glare that cut out the sky and slid it through the cracks in the air.

I looked away. I couldn't do anything else. If I had stared any longer, it would have killed me, it would have overwhelmed my brain; it stared into my blood and my brain.

I looked away, I crawled to the bottom of the ditch, and waited to be crushed.

-Part two in next issue-

Spoiler

Sorry I had to split it up, not feeling too good in the brain today.