No Mutants Allowed

[Pipboy2000]

Great entrance, Gus!
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[Dead Guy]

Asked around about a water chip in the hub, got directions to the general store, but the guy in there didn't know anything about one. Sold some of the stuff from Junktown.



Went into the house next to the store, a library of sorts. Librarian had a holodisk that fit my pipboy, with vault locations on it. Bought it from her for 500 bottlecaps after haggling. Vault 13 and 15 are mentioned, and another vault, vault 12, south east of vault 13. The only place I've been told about that matches the description is necropolis, so looks like I'm going there now. Since the weather's bad there rain or shine, I better get some better guns first though.



Traded pretty much all of my remaining possessions for a metal armor, a combat shotgun, and a sniper rifle for Tycho the desert ranger. He's like a child on christmas right now. Heading to Necropolis to search for vault 12.



Got attacked by horrible mutants on the way to necropolis! Gunned the slimy creatures down. Luckily there were only two of them, I won't let my guard down again around here.

Arrived in Necropolis, monsters everywhere. We've killed at least twenty of them before heading down into the sewers in search of the vault entrance. It's terrible. We've taken to shooting anything that moves on sight.

Found a ladder and had to get out of the sewers for a while, killed even more monsters down there. But there were monsters when we got to the surface as well! They're dead now... We'll go back down in a bit. This dog from Junktown is still following me, he seems unfazed by the creatures and have killed several of them. It's reassuring to have him around.


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Mice killed: 5

[.Pixote.]

So anyone can play the iron-man challenge eh.

[Dead Guy]

What does it matter how many saves you make, as long as you don't load except when you start your game for a session or after a crash?
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Mice killed: 5

[clercqer]

I'd say using the NPC mod might take a lot of the potential funny death-by-Ian accidents out of the game, but whatever, it's not a contest man.
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Yamu: "There's a gentle-but-implacable authority that stems from over-hyphenation which is too-often under-appreciated.

[Yamu]

[Izual]

A Fallout run without the risk of being bursted by Ian is not a Fallout run.
Nah, anyway, I think should go with as many mods as it takes for you to play comfortably. Just maybe say so in your aar?
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[Farmerk]

Run #2: And now for something completely different

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To make things interesting I decided on a lucky jinxed dumbass who likes to sneak up on people and hit them with sticks as fast as she can. Her horrible visage is a terror to behold but years of being beaten for her ugliness and stupidity have toughened her to the point where she can shrug off all but the most dismembering of damage. The gods of luck are on her side and she's caused the vault slot machine to choke on her winnings every time she got the notion of pulling it's tempting sidepenis. She keeps her inventory in her vagina.



To start, I kill every rat in the cave and travel to shady sands where my fragile and delicate self-esteem is shattered by Tandi...



...but my hope returns when I speak to Ian



There's nothing much to do here so I snag the rope and hammer and head over to v15. I clear it out and pick up all the loot lying around. I head back to shady sands, running into some mantis on the way



Being a moron doesn't leave much for quests or npc-based xp



but I learn that the smell of food inspires empathy and language and social skills



I get the gate guy to take me to the radscorpion caves and clear it out, taking tails with me and blowing the entrance for the extra xp. It's at this location that I realize how awesome jinxed can be



I head back to v13 to fuck around and steal some supplies from storage


lolno fuck you

Nothing much to do so I head back to shady sands and omgomgomg Tandi's been kidnapped!




and, um, that's it. More tomorrow or whenever. Here's my character thus far

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[Izual]

Well, already level 4, sounds like it pays after all! Even if idiotic characters seem to be less viable than in Fallout 2.

But CH1 INT1 is pro-combo. You got some balls trying that
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[clercqer]

Haha nice one Formerk. Potential for hilarity.
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Yamu: "There's a gentle-but-implacable authority that stems from over-hyphenation which is too-often under-appreciated.

[Farmerk]

Fun fun fun

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I got all my tails turned into poison antidote and headed south to rescue tandi. I sneaked into her room and let her out like a secret agent



We donned fake mustaches and headed out the back door, whistling nonchalantly. The guards pulled out their spears and stabed us. I made like Sir Robin and blazed a trail north to the exit grid while Tandi had her revenge with the two dimwits and stabbed them repeatedly.

We made it back to shady sands and she thanked me with her vagina (in my mind)



I'm too weak to take on the raiders at this point so I headed south to necropolis. On the way I ran into some scorpions



some junk (with a bag with money inside, neato!)




and a mysterious payphone




I finally made it to necropolis and unwound with some ghoul bashing



I bludgeoned my way through the sewers to the old church and crashed Set's orgy. He decided the mumbling moron in front of him could be useful and manipulated me into killing stuff. The way he said it is very amusing, the voice actor did an awesome job.



I took the sewers to the shed and killed all the mutants except harold using the hit and run strategy.



I walked into the watershed and harold was pissed



He made good on his promise, delivering a single shot which leaves me with 3hp. If it had been critical I would be dead right now. I open up my inventory to heal and...



Shit

I took the two stims and ran like hell. I seriously thought this was the end of Ms Farmerk. Half melted by a mutant who was going to fuck my corpse when he's through shitting on it. It almost was too, if it weren't for two miracles.

First, jinxed kicked in and he critically failed, losing a turn and all his ammo



Second, thanks to the lost turn I was able to run far enough away from him to end combat and sneak around him into the watershed.



Fuck yeah jinxed. Jinxed like a fox

My duder so far:


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[.Pixote.]

Great read Formerk.

My character...heavy on endurance and heavy on intelligence (you need every skill point you can get). Because I took Gifted, I'm playing on the hardest difficulty with both the game, and combat.

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I didn't even bother fighting the RATS, just run pass them and out into the world. I hope it's a fun place!



Off to Shady Sands, grabbed Ian and a rope, and headed straight to V15. With a combination of hit and run tactics Ian and I cleaned out the place, and happily I found a tight fitting black gimp outfit. Such things were banned in Vault 13.

Back to Shady Sands to get the radscorpion quest. Again Ian proved to be a fine friend and we easily cleared the caves without a single hit. Just to ensure the radscorpions never returned we blew the cave entrance.



Curious as to Tandi's sexual needs, I inquired...but she suggested I ask her father about such things...no thanks.



Sensing that the people of Shady Sands might turn against us, Ian and I left quietly. After a day or so traveling we stumbled upon a group of hooligans that went by the name of The Khans. Thinking these guys might be fun, I tried an old practical joke we loved to do back at the Vault 13, and attempted to lock the front door so they couldn't get out . They didn't see the humor in that, and decided to kill us.



Realizing we were out numbered Ian and I decided to pick them off one at a time, when all the sudden their leader, dressed in metal armor, came running out from the front door shooting at me. After one or two hits I decided to make a quick retreat to the out skirts of their camp to rest. In the morning we walked back into The Khans camp to explain that what had happened yesterday was just a silly prank and we meant no harm. Unfortunately they still didn't like us, so we murdered every single one of them, including the metal monkey. Who was foolish enough to follow me into a tent and took a burst of my SMG at point blank, and proceeded to disintegrate into small chunks of bloody meat.

To be continued...
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Fallout 2 Blue Cave Mod . New Fallout 2 World Map . Fallout 2 Official Guide PDF . The Complete Fallout 1 & 2 Artwork . Fallout Tactics Artwork for Fallout Mods . New Fallout 1 + 2 Hi-Res Main Menu Screens . The Extended Flamer Attack Mod .

[Farmerk]

What mods are you using, Mr .Pix?
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[.Pixote.]

The latest resolution patch 3.06, Fallout Patch 1.3.5, and Fallout NPC Mod v3.4 (which doesn't seem to work properly, but Dogmeat will stay when asked).
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Fallout 2 Blue Cave Mod . New Fallout 2 World Map . Fallout 2 Official Guide PDF . The Complete Fallout 1 & 2 Artwork . Fallout Tactics Artwork for Fallout Mods . New Fallout 1 + 2 Hi-Res Main Menu Screens . The Extended Flamer Attack Mod .

[Farmerk]

Do you happen to know If my save would break if I installed the resolution patch now?
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[Dead Guy]

Went down the sewers again, shot more horrors, climbed up and emerged in a building, found a secret door and encountered what looked like some bizarre sort of church full of the creatures. They had spears and knives, and some had rifles. Killed them all. Some were glowing, I've probably been irradiated.



Waded through more sewers, no sign of the vault door. Climbed up another manhole and saw an even bigger mutant in the distance, this one was green and muscular but not so slimey. Didn't seem to care that much about me, I managed to walk past it, into another building, but there I was stopped by another huge mutant. Managed to trick it I was what it referred to as a ghoul...



Snuck past, found a ladder down and finally discovered the vault door! It was guarded by more of those glowing ones. Shot my way down to the overseer's chair, and there I found the water chip! I'm on my way back now through the desert to vault 13!





Made it back, waterchip is installed and working, but the overseer's sent me back out to investigate this mutant threat. Fuck.

(Leveled up to 9, was tempted to take another level of toughness for 30% DR, but I'm not sure this works against criticals and I really want to be able to fire my gun twice a turn.)



I'm back in the hub. The gun guy lowered the price on this fancy armor he had to 21000 caps, and I managed to gather all our loot and about 6000 caps to pay for it. I feel a lot safer in this thing, it's pretty tough.



Figured I'd gather some more resources and maybe try to find out more about the mutant threat. Took a job to find out what happened to some caravans that went missing, met a big lizard that just wouldn't die! It was tearing holes in Ian when I finally managed to blow it's brains out all over the cave wall. Man, that was a close call.



(Seriously, it was seriously wounded before I landed this critical, I'm so seriously you guys!)

I found one of those huge muscular mutants dying, said he came from the northwest and babbled about his master. Guess that's where these monsters are coming from. I'm gonna need help to stop these things.
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Mice killed: 5

[Yoshi525]

Oh bugger.

Got killed by a mutant patrol (minigun crit) on my way to Mariposa

Will post an update with pics later, and start a new character at some stage.
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"A German Field Marshal does not commit suicide with a pair of scissors!"

[Dead Guy]

Too bad Yoshi, you were real close!
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Mice killed: 5

[Dirk Magirk]

And so I, Dirk, set out upon my post apocalyptic adventure of mass proportions - gallantry was the red letter word of the day:

A man that can precisely lay a projectile upon a gentleman's face after a healthy verbal sortie, and then after all is said and done, build a small computer from the fellows bones and internal workings - that is the Dirk we all know and love - for this adventure I, Dirk, will be working alone:

It would seem that the contemptuous beings that I share the vault with are stooping so low as to lock me out for the time being, if I could have my way with them I would bleed their life away:

But alas the door before me is thick, so I shall take my growing rage out on the fauna about me - these subterranean rats shall taste the pain of my knife. Enough introspective gaiety, PERISH YON RAT!:

I am slowly coming out of a squeak induced fury, due mostly to this horribly distasteful burning sensation present currently in my retinal region:

Though Carol Anne I am not, into the light I shall go:

A rather girthy couple has just pointed me in the direction of a local town, though only after I kicked the husband looking one in the groin several times - extracting this information cost me a bite on the leg, monstrous people these surface dwellers. I took their fruit on my way out of the area, the beastly couple is fat enough already:

Well....I say, this town is rather shite. It would seem that the couple I saw earlier were rather ugly by the surface societal standard, still, this bunch don't seem to be pristine specimens themselves. I think I shall stand here overnight, flipping my knife threateningly:

I may be tired, but I have naught a daught in my mind that this guard looking fellow across from me has spent his night in utter fear of my knife flipping. Content that the guard is now better knowing of his place, I slip the knife into my pants for safe keeping. Talking to yon surface wench I collect a better understanding of the locale. Hi doggy *pats*:

Damn it all to hell! Just now, while mesmerized by the local leaders cavernous cleft chin, I absent mindedly agreed to single handedly do away with the local scorpion problem - these surface types and their valley-like chins have no tact:

Were I not a benevolent force in this world I would convince this fellow to pour motor oils about his yard, he would believe me surely, for these folk are but simple sand dwellers. My intellect is a burden at times, but I must do what I can for these child like adults:

I think I am starting to get a better grasp on this whole above surface way of life, aside from the shite smell:

These people do not appreciate the liberties I take with my body for them:

Though through these scorpiany trials, and the subsequent discovery of a cure for their whorish poison (which was attributed to the local doctor, though I was the prime gear in the entire matter), has come much learning:

Apparently this garbage hole of a human populous is being plagued by bandits - however there is only so much one man can do at one time, and so I am vacating this land of shady sand people. The common whore by the entry way mentioned a vault of yore in an Easterly direction:

And once again I am underground - this time below a shack in the middle of no where. The gentle gurgle of rasping cave rat squeaks is nearly lulling me off to sleep, but I must strive onwards, for in the distance I can see the vault entry, though it does look a bit turned out. A man really can get a lot of thinking done, killing rats in the dark:

I have just found a one armed leather jacket - no one will be walking away from any gas on my watch:

They crowded my makeshift rope elevator, so I crowded their makeshift lungs... with bullets...and stab wounds:

If it wasn't for this Pip Fellow on my wrist I may very well have forgotten why I was in this dingy hole, and all those people would have perished a terrible perishing - though they did lock me out, so I may still let that happen:

Well, at very least, I got a one armed leather jacket out of this days spelunking efforts..... yes I think I will let them all die of thirst.

*Sigh*

Off to the next desert wasteland:

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Bridgekeepers robes and a .223 Pistol, an unstoppable combination.
Warlocks killed: 7

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Ayn Rand can fuck right off.


Unrelated:
Awesome Tuesday Triumvirate Member.

[Mikey]

I enjoyed that, Dirk. Well done.
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