There i was sitting at my desk trying to decide whether i should stare out the hole in the wall or the one in the ceiling or maybe even the one in the floor in front of my desk.Bored,and without a case since i decided to quite following the main quest,i reached for my bottle of scotch and took a swig.You just can't beat a 250 year old aged scotch when it comes to forgetting the fact that you forgot all your unmarked quests,when Moxie walked into the room.Now Moxie is my secratery..110 pounds of pure blonde frag mine,she took a drag off her ever present cigarette while i could only stare ruefully at the unopened pack on my desk."you know" she said "drinking may make you more fun to be around but you get kinda stupid".What i wouldn't do to her if i wasn't afraid of the ERSB rating..maybe someday i'll just blow her brains all over the wall,i thought,as i gripped my scoped magnum in frustration and took another hit of jet.

"you got a [moderator censored] client" she deadpanned without any hint of emotion,sometimes i could swear it was almost as if she was reading off a script when she swore" he says he'll pay big".I wanted to tell her to send him in but no sound came out of my throat,but i would swear that good old Moxie could always read what i was never able to vocalize as she shouted"The boss said he will see you" out she went and in he walked.He was a big galoute all face and no brains,that was my first impression."I need you to go on a quest, you are the only one i could fire..er..i mean hire" in his deep baritone then when he spoke again it was almost as though someone else was saying his line"what was that you just said"i asked when i snapped out of it like a teenage girl having her bra pulled"I need you to prove that war..War never changes"...

Stay tuned next week,boys and girls,as our intrepid detective tries to prove that,indeed,war does change as he shoots the mysterious client in the leg and then tries to find a rock to hit him with and then searches in vain for a spear but next a word from our sponsor Abraxo..The all in one cleaner.

Hehehe

You have a few spelling and grammar problems there, but the tone of this was brilliant. The ESRB stuff, the lack of a voice and the rest. I think this captures the spirit of fallout better than anything I've read here.

I really laughed at this a couple of weeks back but didnt comment.

*I really wanted to tell him to [censored] off, but I just didnt have the option.*
*I shot the man in the left toe, yet all his limbs blew off.*
*Another man suddenly appeared infront of me at my desk. He gave me such a shock, I must remember to get Moxie to move the Fast Travel point outside of my office.*

Thanks.

Writing is not one of my strong points(bottom 48 percentile here.Which i believes means 52% of the population can puncuate better than I's can).

I want to continue the satire..but i need to be careful..as it is very easy for a parody to become a parody of itself.I do have a few more ideas though to continue this,but i need to structure them first.

Dandy Boys..Dandy Boys the candied apple treat.
Dandy Boys..Dandy Boys the sugary snack thats fun to eat.
Announcer:Remember kids look for all of your favorite Dandy snacks at your local grocer.Also try new and improved Dandy Boy Apples the only apple snack with ten times the caramalization of regular apples.Mmm..mmm good.Just the cost of a weeks allowance so get your nickel off your mom now..and now back to our program.

The sweat poured fiercely off my brow,if i could describe it i would say it soaked me like rain but i wasn't one to compare real life to childrens stories.Luckily nothing in the wastes needs water to survive..After speaking with the mysterious stranger,and being paid 100 caps in advance(good thing solving this case would only cost me ten times that amount or else i would have had to written it off as a net loss)I set out to solve his dilemma.The one downside was that i had no clue where to begin.Some said it was the Physco ..but i knew things almost as though there was a giant arrow pointing me to the conclusion..but not this time..or the one before that..or maybe even the time before that one.So i set off in a general direction and tried my hardest not to peak at my map and failed miserablys.As i followed my hunch it felt as though i had hit an invisible wall,literally,there was no way around it..I would have to go through the red stripes that i could only percieve in the distance that stood between me and my goal.

I was only five feet away from them and the tension oozed out of me like a melted malted and it was almost as though i went into slow motion,like when i would surf the broadnet,with the office door open,looking for schadenfurst babes and knowing that Moxie was at her desk only a few feet from me.Yeah it was that intense.I aimed down the barrel of my gun at the first one...

We know take you to the Nuka Cola action hour..brought to you by the American Dental Association.Stay tuned for next tuesdays exciting conclusion.