Excuse me while I double-post...

Wandering in the south-east corner of the map with Star Paladin Cross, I watched a vertibird descend from the sky and deposit a sentry bot just as a giant radscorpion and two albinos hove into view. The Sentry Bot was the first to die, then the giant radscorpion. Star Paladin Cross battled bravely against the albinos for some time but inevetably collapsed under their relentless blows, and I was left desperately unloading my shotgun until eventually they fell.

In mourning for my companion as I returned to Tenpenny Tower, I was jumped by albinos twice again, a pair each time. Defeated the first pair, wound up jumping off a cliff to escape the second lot. I really, really hate albinos.

Tomorrow, I shall bring Elder Lyons the bad news, and then head to Underworld to see about hiring Charon.

He was having fun yesterday with a sniper rifle and a gang of riders.

Ley Vari the female neutrel unarmed specialist.

Helped Bryan Wilkes.

Took the Ant Might perk from Dr Lesko.

Found Bryan a home with Vera.

The good karma forced my evil rank into neutrel.

Killing creeps like Dave and Dukov for Mr Crowley is bad.

They are too creepy to live whatever your karma.

Cherry and Fantasia ran out when I shot Dukov in the head, got chased by mirelurks, ran back to the door and got killed by mirelurks.

Paid Ted Strayer for his key.

Gave them to Crowley.

Considered shooting Crowley in the head and taking the keys.

Stalked him into the subway.

Decided against it.

I already have the awesome indestructable Winterized T-15b power armour suit and helmet.

Got 3 Dogs reciever for him and put it in the Lincoln Memorial.

Watched him talk and entertained thoughts about killing him.

Yak, yak, yak, yak.

Sneaked into Evan Kings house and took the bobblehead and sneaked out again.

Got to level 14 neutral karma and got the trophy.

She can now kill up to super mutant masters with martial arts and unarmed weapons.

Not tried a Overlord. It would not go well I suspect.

Unarmed is fun.

But deathclaws are best not taken with a powerfist or spiked knuckles.

Evil Roy Slade had hired Jericho from Megaton as muscle. After traveling together for about a week, Roy was starting to regret it. Jericho did not think. He liked to run in with guns blazing. Roy did not like that. There are times when that is the way to go, but not everytime. Even when Roy could get Jericho to sneak he'd give away their location with his constant hacking. Between the hacking and his running out of breath and needing to rest Jericho had convinced Roy to not smoke. Roy would sell the smokes to saps. Good money in it. Roy hoped all the regulators smoked, that way he would either hear them coming or smell them. And if he had to run, they'd give up the chase quick. Might be able to use packs of cigs as lures too. Anyway, Roy would do one more job with Jericho then send him back into retirement. First he had an "errand" to run. Roy had Jericho wait in the school. It was about 10 p.m. when he entered Megaton. Roy scattered a few mines and then started shooting. He lead the idiots into his traps and reveled in their flying limbs. "That'll teach you jackasses to insult me!" He yelled. Lucas triggered a mine and it broke his leg. Roy gunned him down before he could stand back up. Roy then went house to house killing anyone who tried to hide instead of having the intelligence to run. Roy made a lot of caps off the loot he gathered. He also saved some teddy bears from the destruction that was coming. Always save the teddy bears!

Later, after a nap, he and Jericho went to Tenpenny Tower. Roy met up with Mr. Tenpenny and Mr. Burke. Mr. Burke showed Roy the "button" and let Roy press it. It was beautiful! Roy agreed with Mr. Tenpenny about having more nukes to set off. Roy will look for them. "I will be the salvation Cromwell dreamed about!" Roy exclaimed. Tenpenny, Burke, and Jericho looked at him in puzzlement. Jericho was also a bit put out about his home being destroyed, but said nothing. Besides, he thought he would now live in the tower.

That evening Roy and Jericho made their way into a metro yard. Roy took a job to kill off some ghouls who had been harassing the tower. Roy had seen their leader when he first reached the tower. Roy did not like ghouls. Disgusting things. Anything that looked and smelled like that should not be moving around. Roy's dislike had been solidified when he heard from the ghouls of Underworld how some of them went feral over time. If a dog is rabid you shoot it, you don't wait for it to bite you. Besides, the leader of these ghouls had the affront to have the same name. Not acceptable at all.

They snuck into the yard as Roy had been told the quarry used ferals as guard dogs. Roy spotted a few in the distance. "No problem" he thought. They were far enough away that they could slip in without the ferals knowing, and they'd save a few bullets too. Unfortunately these pleasant thoughts were disturbed by the sound of a minigun spinning up. "NO! You idiot! You'll bring them all!" And the minigun began spitting lead, and the ghouls came running. The ghouls were dead in under a minute. Neither Roy or Jericho had a scratch. Jericho was pleased with himself. "What were you worried about? These [censored] are nothing." Jericho said. Roy retorted "The problem is you used over 300 rounds, and you've probably given us away to the real threat. When I say be quiet, I mean BE QUIET!" Roy then slipped into the metro. Jericho was silent. He had learned that this "kid" was the most dangerous being he had come across. Quiet, fast, deadly, and he held a grudge without you knowing he held a grudge. Also the "kid" wasn't all there. The worst part was you didn't know that unless you'd been around him for about a week. Jericho decided he would go back into retirement after this job, maybe give up smoking too. The coughing was getting worse, and it was getting harder to find smokes. The "kid" kept selling most of them. Yeah, he gave cartons to Jericho, but it wasn't enough. Roy offered to give him part of his cut in cigs, but he'd wind up smoking away all his profit. Jericho follwed behind as quietly as he could.

They made their way deeper into the metro. Roy was pleased. This far in the quarry would not have heard the fight outside. He had offed a few ferals to this point. No problem. Now there was a problem. He spotted a Reaver squatting in the middle of the tunnel about 50 yards up. He motioned for Jericho to stay back and be silent. He looked back at Jericho and whispered "Reaver". Jericho nodded. Roy thought "Good he's listening. Now how do we get around this thing." He had a couple bottlecap mines. He could set a trap and lure the thing into it as there was no way to get around it, and they had to pass through a door it was near. No other way to go. It had only been a minute when he heard Jericho. "I'm bored...time to kill something! F@^K YEAH!" Then the minigun spun up. "NO! NO! NO! NO! YOU STUPID MOTHER ....." The mingun drowned out the rest. Bullets impacted the reaver. Green crap erupted from the thing. It got up, yelled, and charged. The whole time minigun rounds slamming into it. The thing didn't seem to notice them. It pulled some green crud from its body as he charged and threw it. The whole time Jericho was yelling some stupid battle cry. The crud hit the minigun and knocked it from Jericho's hands. Roy's pipboy began sounding the geiger counter ticks and fast. Roy fired his dartgun at the thing, the dart hit. Roy hoped it would do something. Roy couldn't tell if it was staggering because of the venom or if that is how the thing moved normally. It was fast. It ignored Roy and closed with Jericho. Jericho had pulled his Chinese Assault Rifle and fired. Roy didn't know if he hit the Reaver, and he didn't care. Roy only hoped Jericho would last long enough for Roy to kill it, because Roy knew he wouldn't be able to outrun it. Roy dropped the dartgun and pulled his combat shotgun. Roy fired into the things legs. He didn't care if any of the pellets hit Jericho. The reaver swung a claw at Jericho. Jericho's head went flying and bounced off of a metro car. It then turned toward Roy. Roy had just swapped drums and wished he had time to drink some whiskey. He would go down fighting and not running like some little [censored]. He fired as he backed up. Round after round struck the legs of the reaver. The reaver's right leg blew off. It fell dead.

Roy sat back against the tunnel wall. He drank a bottle of whiskey. After a few minutes he got up and stretched. Walked up to Jericho's body and stripped it. Roy then spat on Jericho's face. "You're Fired! Idiot! I told you to stay back and be quiet. STUPID!...stupid, stupid, stupid!" Roy then slipped back down the tunnel and through the door. After a few more ferals he entered the station. Some ghoul named Michael challenged him. Ghoul has good eyes Roy thought. So Roy walked up to him and told him he was here to see Roy. Roy chuckled to himself at this. Michael looked at him a little funny and then told him to get going as Roy doesn't like to be kept waiting and Roy has a bad temper. Roy laughed at this and said "You are so right!" Roy followed Michael down the stairs and into another tunnel. As they walked, Roy pulled out his dartgun and shot MIchael in the back. MIchael staggered, turned, tried to pull his smg, but collapsed with a cry of pain. Roy then snuck into where Roy and his "ghoulfriend" slept. Both got a dart. Both died, both were stripped of anything valuable as was the room they lived in. On the way out Roy took Michael's smg and ammo.

Back at the tower Chief Gustavo was pleased and paid Roy. The chief added "This doesn't mean we're friends now" or something to that affect. Roy just laughed and said "No it doesn't." The chief felt a cold chill run down his spine. "I better not turn my back on that one." he thought. Roy returned to his suite, got cleaned up, had a nice late dinner or early breakfast, and then went to sleep snuggled up to his teddy bear Mr. Biggles. He had lovely dreams. Mainly about collecting ears and getting paid for them.


Roy was 15th level, so I was more than suprised to see a reaver. Stupid Jericho got what he deserved. There was no way to go to an earlier save as I had saved 10 seconds before seeing the reaver. I tried three times with that earlier save, but it was always the same. Jericho yelling and attacking the reaver. The only other save was in another save slot and that was like 22 hours ealier.

Ley Vari

She considerd how she was going to approach the slavers at Paradise Falls.

Pay 500 caps? Or carve a way in.

She chose massacre the slavers!

She started by fatmanniing Grouse and random slaver. Slaver died, Grouse did'nt.
So she fatmanned him again, he still lived. So she put on Fisto! and punched him to death.


She punched her way through the camp, occasionally using the Fatman and Terrible Shotgun.

Took Eulogy Jones suit and hat. Smart. Her new favourite outfit.

Crimson was not there or she died in a mushroom cloud.

Freed the annoying children from Little Lamplight.

Going to spend as little time as possible in that hellhole called Little Lamplight.

Sided with the abolishionists in The replicated Man.

Harkness should not ahve erased his memory. What if he needs help with his mechanical parts?

Oh well.

Going to help the ex slaves next.

You learn something new every time, is what I've found. I've played FO3 so many times and yet....

In one of the factories, I found one of the trap toilets. The first time I drank from one of these, yow, what a surprise. So I've avoided them for many plays. This time, I hopped up on the toilet seat, and discovered that you can disarm that trap, and net 35 MF ammo each time. :foodndrink:

I spawned a Feral Ghoul Reaver on top of a scaffolding where he would be trapped up there, then I got about 20 yards away with my Baseball Bat, to attempt a Home Run Derby where his radioactive globs he throws were the baseballs, just for lulz :rofl:

Evil Roy Slade took a side trip to deliver some Sugar Bombs to a ghoul making a new form of Jet. As he approached where the ghoul hid he spotted about six men standing about. He snuck up to get a better look. Roy could not believe what he saw. Three Talon Company Mercs and three Regulators talking to one another. "I thought these guys hated each other." he thought. Roy edged closer to hear what they were talking about. Surprise, surprise! They were talking about him! They actually had made a truce to kill Roy and split the reward. "How did Talon Company know that I wiped out their guys in the capital building? Better yet, how did they and the regulators know I was coming here?" Roy had to make a plan. He moved about their perimeter and waited. He crouched near a clump of bushes and readied his deathclaw gauntlet. About an hour later one of the talons approached the bushes and unzipped. "I'll be nice and let you finish..." A minute later the talons head rolled into the bushes and the body dropped to the ground. Roy moved off near the entrance to an old store. On the way he dropped a couple of frag mines he had. He then tossed a grenade at three of them. The men yelled in shock and pain. Roy slipped into the store and behind some shelves. A few seconds later he heard the mines explode. A talon and a regulator stumbled through the door. The regulator limped back toward where Roy hid. The claws of the gauntlet severed what was left of his right leg with hardly any resistance. Roy sprang upon the talon and ripped him apart. The man could only look on in abject terror mouth agape. Roy could tell the man had wanted to scream. Silent screams were the best. Roy quickly went through the door and came face to face with two regulators. Roy started swinging and they fumbled with their weapons. A head flew, a shotgun roared, and an arm went the opposite direction of the body it belonged to. "Dying Time!" Roy roared as he tore at the air. Red eyed and foaming Roy looked for any others. No one left. His grenade had killed the last talon. After looting the bodies he found the usual bounty notice on the regulators, and a contract for his head on one of the talons. Roy laughed, "White knight?! Who the hell is a white knight?!" Roy delivered the sugar bombs to a very nervous ghoul, then he left juggling the ears he had collected. Another profitable day.


I thought Talons and Regulators hated each other? I was surprised they weren't fighting each other. They just walked around and spoke to one another...until they aggroed on me. I had to fight as they were blocking the entrance to the metro.

Heard the rescue message from riley's rangers, well i had to go help them out.

Today Charon and I ventured in Vault 87 via Little Lamplight. I was level 28, it's the first time I've doen it with BS installed, and wouldn't you know, practically every single mutie in there was an Overlord. The fighting was intense. Even doing the shoot-the-weapons trick only worked so well, as they'd charge off deeper into the vault to find another weapon, thereby alerting the next group of Overlords. I all-but-broke both my Terrible Shotgun and Ultra SMG as we slayed at least twenty of the bastards, but my ghoul chaperone and I eventually emerged victorious alongside our new friend Fawkes.

Then, of course, I was captured and taken to Raven Rock, but after Vault 87 my Lincoln's Repeater-led escape from the Enclave's clutches was child's play.

Now, Fawkes and I have somehow wound up agreeing to escort Sticky to Big Town. I don't know if he'll make it.

Today Charon, Jericho, Dogmeat, and I went on vacation to beautiful Point Lookout. After disembarking from the ship we wandered northward till we happened upon this wonderful cathedral and a cemetery filled with ghouls. Great!!! Just what we needed on our vacation, more of the same that we're trying to get away from in D.C.

After a short walk from the cathedral we stumble upon the Coastal Grotto, only to find guess what... yup you guessed it, more ghouls. Oh well, might as well run with it. I plop down my thousand caps and head off with my crew in tow, and slaughter all those filthy ferals. After the dust settles and all ferals have been dispatched I find the other contenders standing proudly, thumping their chests, saying how they saved my skin. I dispatched them too...That'll teach 'em a lesson.

Now it's off to check out this great mansion I've spotted off in the distance. Hope all goes well, but my Ghoul radar is already going off...and I've not even made it through the front door yet. Some vacation this turned out to be. :rolleyes:

Yesterday, was a rough day...

Brisa, my faithful companion, also from the vault and I had been yomping across the wastland in search of a travelling merchant. This guy never stayed still and I`d now been chasing his tracks for nigh on two days- and all this just to get a message for another trader in Megaton in exchange of a rare advanced rifle!

"My feet are sore!" Brisa whined, hefting her backback in a more comfortable position. I briefly looked at her smudged up face, her tussled auburn hair poking just over her eyes, pushed down by the head band-type hat thing she`d found. Her leathers had been supplemented by a metal hub cap type bra she`d ripped off a dead Raider. A well-kept M1 garand rifle poked up behind her with her backpack. She`d also taken to this rifle and seemed quite a whizz at shooting things further away. Her gunnery skills were improving somewhat. A double barrelled shotgun also hung by her right hip.

A dusty wind was kicking up again... Didn`t it ever rain in this place? I think it did once, maybe a year ago. Brisa insisted it was only a month ago... I dunno. I forget.

"We should be close..." I began, then put my hand up, stopped and crouched, pulling out my sniper rifle. Brisa immediately followed. I used the scope to see the figures ahead more clearly...

"What is it?" she whispered.

"Raiders, 5, no 6. They attacking something in that... hut."

I could`ve left it, attacking a group of armed men is dangerous, but they were attacking something, I wanted to see what, and I had the advantage.

I calmly positioned myself as Brisa kept watch and stared through the red-tinted crosshair at the body of the first standing Raider. I caressed the trigger, breathed out calmly and gently pulled the lever... The FN FAL scoped jerked back but I was ready for it. The figure dropped silently. One round, I mentally counted. Rounds are precious... very precious...

"Better him than me!" Brisa just had to quip.

I could see there was some confusion among the Raiders ; some were not sure what was happening. A couple turned in my direction while the rest still focused on shooting towards the Hut at whatever was in there. Then I saw a small silhouette- A dog. Attack one of the Raiders. Was I wasting my time? Was this just a bunch of Raiders versus a rabid dog situation? Oh well, best to finish what I started.

I methodically picked off the rest of the Raiders one by one until it was quiet. I couldn`t see the dog any more.

"Glad that`s over! Let`s get the loot!" my partner commented.

WE jogged over to the bodies. Yep, raiders, while Brisa started grabbing stuff, I went over to the open make-shift hut, this time my schmiesser sub-machine gun at the ready.

There was a body in the hut. It was the body of an oldish man, in his `50s with the typical scavenger coat and hat, ragged grey beard matted with blood from several gun shot wounds. His pistol was still in his hand and it was obvious he had only just left this earth. Many rounds littered the wood plank floor. There was a shelf with plenty of items and obviously this guy was a trader trying his luck out in the wastes. A luck which had run out.

Next to him sat an alsation dog. The dog i`d seen before. It was alive. I stroked it, it licked my gloved fingers and got up and walked about a little, then went back to where its master`s body was, "You want to come with us, boy?"

But the dog instead sat down by its master`s body, licking his face and whimpering a little.

"Is that his dog?" Brisa asked, "Maybe we can take him."

"No. He`s not coming. Looks like he wants to stay."

"Oh."

"Let`s go."


So, we left, leaving the Alsation to guard its dead master....

Ley Vari.

Went to the hellhole that is The Pitt, In the entireity of dc I have never seen such worthless and unlikeable people.

And I have been to Evergreen Mills.

Diced the fraghead Ashur with the deathclaw guantlet, took his gear, killed Sandra, took Marie, killed everyone in the palace and ran away. Let the trogs in. Bon appetit trogs.
Deplored that I could not just take the kid and kill everyone instead of having to talk to the hypocrite Ashur.
I really don't care.

Paradise Falls is a straightforward place. They're bad people, they know that, get on their right side by your evilness or money, they're fine with you. If you asked them they would'nt make excuses for their behaviour and actions, say it was for the greater good or anything.

Got to agree with Werhner, annoying that he is.
They really should just get the cure sorted out. Stop cooing over the kid.

For some stupid reason would not let me say 'heres the kid, weres my reward' straight away.
Honestly, I don't give a damn.

Quite frankly the kids better off with Midea than two hypocrites who pretend their good.

Going to find all the stupid ingots for the trophy. Once that is done I am going kill Werhner on sight in the future.

Being able to punch out everything but a behemoth helped while being in that hellhole.

Threw out all the stuff I got in the dump. I don't want it.
Sold Ashurs Power Armour and the Painspike Armour.

Shame the stuff made for unarmed combat is from such a depressing and stupid place.

I may keep the Steel Knuckles if I get them.

Today Dana become a slaver.

Got the sniper. Have to shoot the weapon from his hand and mezzed him. After that went to sleep where he used to stand.

Got another collar and got Red. That is what you get from trusting too much.

Went back to Megaton to unload, sleep and drink.

Got another collar and went for Suzanne. Before Dana went into the tower, she got dressed for success from the raider armour to the dirty business suit (What are you looking at old man? Well! Turn around so I get dressed) and tracked her moves in the tower. The hunter hunting her prey. Cannot mezz her in front of the guards. Wait six hours (without using wait) for her to get into her room. Then I mezzed her in her room. Lucky for her Dana did not strip her naked.

After the deed, Dana left the tower and headed back to Megaton with a side kick in the damn dark. Dana got tired (FWE 6.04) damn her should of striped naked for getting Dana tried of that waiting. Suzanne had a nice pink dress. What a relief when she and other is in the walls of Megaton and Dana went to sleep.

Woke up, left Megaton with companion in tow and got another collar. Dana got something else to do. Looking for Dave. After dispatching monsters, Robots and raiders (five reloads later. Those raider are crack shots) went into vault 92 before it got dark . She hate fighting in the dark (using Fellout). Least Dana is wearing Red Bandanna but it dose not help against sharp crawls of the Mirelurks.

At this moment Dana with companion heard notes about experiments in 92 and eating Mirelurks. The white juicy meat.

So today I arrived in Point Lookout. Went up to see Desmond, fought off the tribal horde, everything was gravy. Unfortunately, after the battle Desmond proceeded to stroll into an unexploded mine, wherupon I was forced to exit the angry, sniper rifle-wileding maniac's mansion at some speed. Hopefully in a few days' time he'll have calmed down and be able to see the funny side.

Well, today I was taking a break at My House in Megaton (cool name for a house), when I started talking to my Mr. Handy. He told me a joke about atoms in a bar, which, sadly, made me laugh. He then told me about Moira and the Craterside Supply, where I could by things for my house. So, I decided to take a hike over there.
Now, I myself am a huge, I mean HUGE Nuka-Cola fanatic, so on my way, I stop to open a random fridge on a balcony to see if there was any Nuka. There wasn't. But, apparently the fridge belonged to some old guy, who, after shouting at me, tried to kill me. In the confusion, he somehow died. I'm still not sure who shot him first, me or Jericho. Jericho turned to me and said "Get out of here, murderer!" and started shooting.
This, in turn, started a huge mob of people that wanted to kill me, even without knowing why. I didn't kill anyone, afraid of starting more trouble, so I made a mad dash for my house, hoping good old Mr. Handy would be willing to massacre these people, leaving me blameless. That didn't work.
Even though most of the rioters had only melee weapons, there were so many that Mr. Handy lasted about 30 seconds, but, in the last moments of his life, managed to kill Moriorty and another guy, leaving th rest for me. It didn't go to well. For them.
After quickly rigging my house with 15 landmines, the riot had dropped to about 10 people. I then relied heavily on my handy-dandy laser rifle to take them out. Finally, some peace and quiet. My HP was about 20, so I took a quick nap.
Waking up, I realized I had quite a mess on my hands. After about 10 minutes and a little manuevering, I managed to fit all the bodies in the bathroom. Nice and clean. I then decided to place what was left of Mr. Handy on my Nuka-Cola ridden desk in my room, setting him nicely on a stack of Nuka-Cola Trucks, as a reminder of the price some wastelanders must pay to get ungodly amounts of Nuka-Cola. ;(

Ley Vari.
Completed the Wasteland Survival Guide for Moira.

Found Sergeant RL 3. Awesome.
He tends to make his own way round stuff and looks like he has disapeared though.

Fought the Ant Agoniser with the Mechanist.
Then persuaded The Mechanist to stop being a superhero and destroying the town.
Felt a bit bad about that.
But the town will be happier. They paid me more.
For some reason did not get the Protectrons Eye. Maybe it is in his base somewhere.
I did not want to give up the AntAgoniser armour.

Had to go help the scientists in Project Purity. But knowing how things can go wrong there, I had to leave Sergeant RL 3 behind in Canterberry Commons.
I did not want him disapearing or dying in Taft Tunnel.
He looked sad when I told him.
I will get him back soon.
Got through Taft Tunnel with Dr Li and Alex Dargon alive.
Gave Garza stimpacks but he died from gunfire. Shame. He was a decent guy.
Being able to punch out a Overlord does not mean you can get people on balconies with no way up. Which is annoying.
And they dodged my shooting a lot.

Now in Point Lookout.
Cool place. A holiday, lol.
Tracking down a spy for the Velvet Curtain.

And a mansion is burning on the horizan.
I will investigate.

Adventuring round Point Lookout.

Scary natives. Went in a bit too low at lvl 19 at the start. Now level 21.
Concluded martial arts was not always a good idea when dealing with some enemies. So used the flamer and Eugene to kill swampfolk and mirelurks.
Made some moonshine. Good stuff.

Killed Calvert. Killed Tobar. I can ride free on the ferry now.

Completed The Velvet Curtain. China did not treat their agents well.

Looking for sites in Aincient Ground now. Going to explore all of Point Lookout.

Realised I don't have to be neutral the entire time. Just when I am near lvl 30 now. Good and bad deeds here I come. :mohawk:

I started my day as usual, I was in rivet city talking to a few of the guards. As I left Rivet City, Dogmeat spotted some men from Talon Company. We had a rough firefight, I lost an ally I have had since I was in underworld, I lost Charon, may he rest in peace. After I salvaged the men's loot, I made my way to the outside of underworld to give Charon a proper burial, I put his body next to the door where I laid down a Combat Shotgun, and a Combat knife (his preferred weapons when in the heat of battle). Afterwards I spotted Fawkes in underworld, and asked him to join me. Fawkes happily complied, and Fawkes, Dogmeat, and I made our way to Megaton to give a toast to the late Charon.

Rest In Peace, Charon
You will be missed.