oh god whatThis is not the kind of bondage I am into
You must be the one who-
oh daisies that is a nice suit
Oh hey that's the thing I was supposed to deliver
He talks about how I "made my last delivery" or something but I just can't stop staring at his awesome suit
Wait
whatI was just trying to do my goddamn job and you pull a gun out on me? I really don't see how this is fair at all.
This is some bullshi-
Ughhnnff what
(There's gonna be a bunch of stuff in the upper left corner because I got the some packs that gives me items and shit so just ignore it)
This guy here named Doc Mitchell apparently patched up the horrible damage done to my brain
Considering I'm alive from a
direct shot to the head I would say he's a very good doctor
He asks for my name
What
How would you even get
Courier out of my real name
CHESTY LA RUEBabe of the Wasteland
He hands me a Reflectron and asks me to make sure he got everything right
OH GOD WHAT
YOU MADE ME A MAN
Even when Ii, well, FIX THAT I still look nothing like what I actually look like
how does that even happen
Well, besides getting my nose, cheeks, chin, jaw, skin tone, age, and
gender completely wrong, I'd say he did a pretty good job
He helps me up and takes me over to a Vit-o-matic Vigortester to make sure my attributes are still a-okay
High endurance and charisma are a must if I am to go about the wasteland getting excessive dickings
I guess luck, too, but that's to rob the casinos of everything they own, heh
I follow him into his living room so he can give me some tests to make sure I'm not psychotic
He tells me to sit down, and I obli-
wait
where are my clothesDid brain surgery really require taking off all of my clothes?!
Regardless, he seems to ignore my outward paranoia and asks me some questions to make sure my brain still works
After he's done I end up with these skills
Well I guess speech is good for getting guys into my bed, but I think the explosives part might be a little off-putting
Because we're both going to be doing a
different kind of exploding
heh
I adjust them accordingly
I can choose two traits that I have
Those seem pretty adequate
We finally get done and I am still basically naked
I wouldn't mind as much if I was going to be sleeping with somebody, but he's a little...old. Having to stop mid-dickings for him to take his Metamucil would ruin the mood.
I follow him out.
He looked through my stuff, apparently, to see if he could find a next of kin. Just found my delivery order.
He tells me to meet up with some chick named Sunny Smiles, and gives me an old Vault uniform his wife had.
It smells like mothballs and death.
Well, I guess it's time to find the bastard who tried to kill me and sleep with him, kill him, and steal his suit.
LET'S DO THIS.
OH CHRIST MY EYES(suggestions for how i should LP are welcome because this is my first one and i am bound to be extremely inept)
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