Salutations to the nation of the Bethesda people! I'm back again with another story. Had about two or three story ideas and decided this one would be the better to write on. I hope my decision was correct. Do enjoy and please comment. I'm still learning the game of writing so any criticism is helpful.
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Part I


Two men stood by a lone raider, crumpled on the ground. One of them aimed their pistol playfully at the man. The whole situation was rather nonchalant. It seemed both parties weren't too scared of the predicament before them (oddly enough for you I'd assume).

"We got you now you bastard!" One of the men teased.

"What should we do with him?" It took only a couple of seconds until they both had an idea of what they should do. I mean they did have guns in their hands for Christ's sake.

"Let's give a little punishment." The two said in sync. The one with the pistol gently eased on the trigger and in the blink of an eye pulled on it.

BAM!

The raider's head exploded in a gruesome pi?ata of brain, flesh, and blood. The men were horrified, screaming their asses off?the little pansies. Something was peculiarly wrong.

"Oh my god! What the hell did you do Andy?!"

"Aw [censored]! I don't know Mori! I thought there were only air soft pellets in here. Oh [censored]! Did someone set me up or something?!"

"Jesus Andy. You think mobsters would waste their time with LARPers? What are we going to do man? We're stranded out in the middle of nowhere with blood on our hands! What if the authorities find the body?"

"Authorities? I thought we were trying to be as authentic to the Fallout world as possible Andy. I guess I didn't take that into affect. It isn't like Oblivion you know."

"News flash, this is real life Andy! Welcome to the 21st century! Great! Just [censored] great! Tell me that Pip-Boy has a radio so we can contact someone." Andy asked Mori, pointing to his home made device. Mori could only shake his head.

"About that?"

"What do you mean?!" Mori yelped, grabbing the device and pressing the radio button. A voice came out of the speakers. It had to be their chance for escape (allegedly)!

Hello kiddies

"Hi. Look whoever you are, we need your?"

?it's Three Dog!

Mori clenched his fists in sheer frustration. Andy quickly turned off the radio in reaction to his friend's unpleasant behavior.

"You mean to tell me that all you have on that thing is the prerecorded bull [censored] that is GNR?!" Mori yelled, Andy trembling in fear of his friend's psychotic rage.

"Basically?uh? I do have Enclave Radio as well."

"You think they could get us out of this mess and rid the body?"

"Well I'll be honest; I'm not to sure about that. I'm just keeping to the LARP man! Just like they do it in the game. I didn't know we'd be murdering people!"

"Jeez man, neither did I. We got to survive somehow. If it means by playing to Fallout's standards then so be it. At least we have materials. How in God's green earth did you get me to come LARP with you anyway?"

Ladies and gentlemen, this is live action role playing at its worst. One man accidentally murdered and two guys stuck in the middle of the Virginian Mountains without any safety parameters. The only things they stupidly have are Fallout related materials scrounged up for the role play. What a bunch of idiots.

Wow, my mind was going, "What the hell" In the best way possible when reading this. I love your Fan-Fics.

:rofl:

I like this one even more than Confessions of Companions.

If you want a quick technical tip, read your sentence aloud as you type it. That can help you put commas (short pause) and semicolons (longer pause) into your writing as necessary.

Also, I dislike the last sentence of the story. Seems unnecessary to me.

Thanks for the support and tips Mere and Attentater. I've taken out the last sentence of the first part as it did in fact seem gratuitous and unecessary. I'm going to be gone on vacation for the coming days. I'll think of more ideas for the next part and let people have their say about this story.

Wow. I always wondered what went through the minds of LARPers, and now I know. Apparently, its a 9mm FMJ.

:lol:

I actually meant to say the last paragraph, but reading it again it's not too bad :shrug:

Yeah, I stopped caring about what people think of my twisted sense of Humor. 3 Years in combat does strange things to it. I laughed my but off though.

I'm back from vacation and bear the gifts of another part of the story! Do enjoy and please let me know what you think!
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Part II


Andy could only stare at the putrid and lifeless corpse that slouched before them. What could they do with the body?

"What could we do with the body Mori? What the hell do we do?" Andy questioned, prodding at it with a scavenged twig. Mori only let out an oddly timed chuckle.

"Well Andy, what do they do in Fallout?"

"Don't they?uh?search the body for useful materials?"

"I'm pretty sure they do Andy. Let's get it over with then. This dude could have something that could help us. He wouldn't have died in vain if he could technically help us get out of here." Mori muttered under his breath.

"Well let's face it Mori, he died in a freaking LARP!"

"Alright, alright, calm down there. So he died in vain, might as well take all of his stuff."

"Agreed my friend."

Both men could only examine the corpse, not sure of what to do. I mean it was a dead body for goodness sake. They knew they weren't blood thirsty criminals. They were LARPers! Minutes passed and something really had to be done.

"Something really has to be done Mori." Andy proclaimed.

"Alright then Andy, proceed with it then."

"Me? Aw hell Mori, you sure there isn't some way we don't have to touch the body like in the games? You have some telepathic telekinesis magic on you?"

"Screw it." Mori went right after the body. He went through all of his pockets, grabbing anything and squealing every second of it. After about ten seconds he fell back and crawled away from the body with the scrounged goods.

"I'm not doing that again. Oh my god man! I'm not doing that again!" Mori shrieked.

"Well, what did you find?" Andy questioned as Mori placed down three rather small items in response.

"A bottle cap and two bobby pins." An uneasy pause commenced after the statement.

"That's all you found? In what took us about ten minutes, all we found was a bottle cap and two bobby pins? You got to be kidding me!" Mori stood up to confront his friend.

"You try patting down a dead body mister! How the hell do people in the game survive with just a bottle cap and bobby pins anyway?"

"Don't ask me. There are greater questions that need to be answered my friend. How are we going to get food and water?" Mori could only laugh as he held up the bottle cap.

"Can't this buy us some food or something? It is money right? We can just keep finding some bottle caps and maybe we can take them to McDonalds or something. Sound good to you?"

Here's another section. This is going to be a rather quick story with one part left. I'd like some criticism and comments before the moment arrives. Please and thank you!
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Part III


Things were looking dire for Andy and Mori. Without any food these two would sooner or later be eating each other. Surely they could transcend these otherwise unsanitary activities.

"I'm starving Andy! Where's that McDonalds?" Mori moaned as the two treaded through the forest.

"Relax there little Mori. I think we can find some wild berries or animals out here. At least we don't have to worry about the radiation." Mori could only shake his head.

"Radiation is the least of our worries. I mean you truly think we can kill some sort of deer with a puny pistol? Can we even find deer around here?"

"Holy?Mori?in front of you!"

A small buck was grazing a couple feet from Mori, totally unaware of their presence. If there was any chance to take action, it was right here and right now. Mori used some hand puppetry, implying that Andy should take the shot with his pistol. Without further adieu, Andy took his pistol and aimed through the sight. Was he about to kill this poor defenseless creature? I mean it wasn't coming to attack him like in the game. At least then there'd be a good reason to?

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!

Four, I mean five; shots rang out as Mori hit the dirt in sheer terror. The squeals of the buck were evident; it had to have been pierced by some lead. Andy opened his eyes to a buck that was deader than Elvis. The innocent and seemingly infallible grace of the deer's eyes gazed into Andy's. Karma had definitely been lost.

"Oh [censored] Andy! You just killed that baby deer! You sick son of a [censored]! Why did you shoot it?!"

"Who was the one that was making hand motions to shoot it you hypocrite?! We needed the food! Now let's relax. We at least have dinner."

"Goody. Venison with some lead as a side dish. Now who's going to butcher it?"

That was the million dollar question that neither men wanted to answer. They could only sit by the carcass, wondering what to do to the poor buck. Both were hesitant, urging each other on to no avail. Andy threw down his pistol in frustration.

"I'm seriously wondering how the guys in Fallout get meat. They all have some magic powers or something. I mean it only takes them a second for them to get venison."

"Who gives a [censored] about the game anyway? We just killed a baby deer for no reason now. For no reason! None of us are even going to try gutting it. I mean come on Andy; at least it doesn't have radiation."

Andy had enough. He picked up his pistol and urged Mori to come with him. They had to find some sort of road way at this point. Surviving a night out in the wilderness wasn't an option for the dud heads. [censored] just got real.

Once again, I liked it, but it was a little short on jokes I found the first chapter funnier.

Here's the last part of this story. I'll admit it was rather hastily finished but I hope it was a solid short read. I have more ideas in the mix so you can expect some better things. Every story is a learning experience so please tell me what you think of it!
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Part IV


Mori was annoyed by the armor he was trudging along in. He was surprised, shocked even, that he didn't take the goofy thing off in the first place.

"This armor is getting pretty heavy man. It's pretty worthless at this point. What is it for anyway?"

"Defending ourselves."

"Defending ourselves from what? Twigs? Baby deer even?"

"Have a little bit of an imagination will you? There are supposed to be raiders and super mutants out here."

"You think that baby deer was one of them? It did look rather mutant. You did a good job at killing that thing. How many experience points did you get for that? How many would you get in the game for whacking that thing?"

"No way man. You know the reason!"

"Ok then. So the only thing we had to defend ourselves from was a lowly 'raider' with a bottle cap and two bobby pins. What locks are needed to be picked out in the forest anyway? One that could get you into Winnie the Pooh's tree?"

"Anything else?"

"Not much man. I don't know. It just seems like we're screwed now. I mean we just left some meat back there man! That was the bane of our existence!"

"Do you know how to cut up some baby deer?"

"Apparently not. Maybe we should've been born in a vault. We would've been able to cut up meat in a second, use any weapon with speed and precision, have all clothes and armor tailor fit, get shot like a hundred times before we died, and all that crazy [censored]!"

"[censored] you Mori." The whole conversation took a one eighty as Mori squinted his eyes at his 'buddy', surprised that this geek had the balls to talk to him like that.

"Excuse me? Did you just curse at your friend? Was that one of the options in the dialogue choices?"

"You know what I said Mori. If it wasn't for you we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"And you call me the hypocrite? I think we're near the road Lone Wanderer. Let's hitch hike and forget about this mess."

The two walked towards what seemed like a standard roadway. Perhaps everything could be better?or not. An aura of red and blue came blasting towards their direction; no doubt it was the cops.

"Oh fantastic. Rid that damn gun Andy!"

"I can't! It wouldn't seem right."

"No need to worry about your damn karma Andy! Give me the gun!"

Mori struggled to get the gun away from Andy. In the fight a shot rang off, blaring off into the sky. They were indeed 'screwed' now as the police had their full attention. Mori could only let go of the gun and fall to his knees weeping.

"Arrested for a LARP! Are you kidding me!?"


FIN

I liked that chapter much more than the preceding two. Well done, once again. I look forwards to seeing what you do next.

Please do a long story

That's an understandable request Zalphon. I just have trouble trying to judge the length of my stories. If I have a good idea I don't want it to wear out its welcome lest I lose interest and merely feel reluctant to finish a story. Sometimes the shorter the better I'd asumme. I'll take consideration to doing a long story though. Maybe someday in someway!

*I'm going to be starting another story thread soon. I don't know if this has to be locked but do try and comment before that time comes. Much obliged!

One story at a time please.



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