Objective: To create a fan fiction journal of my play through of Fallout: New Vegas. The goal is to mix game play with role playing. By that, I mean I intend to use my skills, traits, and S.P.E.C.I.A.L. attributes as tools to help my role play. My first post will deal with character creation and background information/goals. I shall begin the diary with my second post.

EDIT: After talking with friends and thinking about it, I want to try a "travel light" play through. A minimalist approach. A side arm, a melee weapon, and a long barrel [rifle or shotgun] as my only weapons. I also don't plan on packing much around to sell to vendors. As a result i will be re-starting my character and editing my posts accordingly. I like the level of difficulty this will add to the game. I don't really believe in a weight limit so much as a practicality issue. For example, I plan on using the Armored vault suit for most of the game as it has a lot of utility pockets and such for ammo, currency, and small supplies [possibly drugs like Buffout and Mentatas.] I will see how it goes. I hope you enjoy. The story shouldn't have change much at all. Just how much money I have and how much I carry.

Character Creation Information

Appearance
Race: Caucasian
Face: Preset 9
Hair: Bedraggled
Color: Chestnut
Beard: Rough beard
Age: 22

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.
Strength: 5 - Average Joe.
Perception: 3 - Squinting Trout.
Endurance: 5 - Stainresistant.
Charisma: 7 - Diplomatic.
Intelligence: 7 - Smarty Pants.
Agility: 6 - Cat like.
Luck: 7 - Lucky No. 7.

Traits
Four Eyes
Good Nature

Level 1 Skills
Barter: 25 [20 +5 Good Nature]
Energy Weapons: 9 [5 +4 Four Eyes]
Explosives: 9 [5 +4 Four Eyes]
Guns: 28 [18 -5 Good Nature +15 Tag Skill]
Lockpick: 14 [10 +4 Four Eyes]
Medicine: 25 [20 +5 Good Nature]
Melee Weapons: 11
Repair: 40 [20 +5 Good Nature +15 Tag Skill]
Science: 40 [20 +5 Good Nature +15 Tag Skill]
Sneak:18
Speech: 25 [20 +5 Good Nature]
Survival: 16
Unarmed: 11

Starting Equipment
Eye Glasses
Armored Vault Suit - Purchased in California
Canteen - Purchased with suit
Weathered 10mm Pistol w/ ammo - Purchased with suit
Stim Pack x1 - From Doc Mitchel
18 caps

NOTE: still editing

Entry no. 1
10/19/81

*Ahem*

Where do I start? I've never recorded one of these before.

Well, this morning I woke up dead. That is to say, I didn't expect to wake up at all. The last thing I remember was traveling up the old I15 delivering a package for the Mohave Express. My orders were to deliver a platinum chip to the North entrance of New Vegas by way of Free Side. Everything was going smoothly all things considering. That is, until I was jumped by a man in a checked suit and his thugs. When I regained consciousness I only had time to look up and listen to a small speech from the man in the checked coat as he puller out a pistol and fired. The next thing I am aware of is waking up in a house and being greeted by the man who saved my life. Well, to be fair, a robot saved my life by pulling me out of my grave. The doctor, however, did all the hard work.

After helping set me straight he suggested that I go to the Saloon and speak with a young woman by the name of Sunny Smiles. He gave my this Pip Boy 3000, said it was his and tht he didn't have any use for it anymore. He asked that I do one thing to return the favor and that was to keep a holotape log on my travels. I figured it's the least I could do.

Soooo... After leaving his house I found my way to the saloon and met with this Miss. Smiles who took me out back, gave me a five five six rifle and taught me how to use it. She then asked that I go with her to hunt geckos by the watering hole. It's a good thing too. No sooner did we show up, pack of geckos was attacking a local. Thankfully we were in time to protect her. Afterward Sunny asked me to go find some Brock Flower and some Xander Root, which is what I am doing right now.

:recodring ends:

Entry no. 2
10/19/81

Here I am. At the spot it happened a few days ago. The earth is still fresh from the hole dug for me. I found the Xander root at the abandoned school house and the Brock flower here at the graveyard right were I was told I could find it. On my way up here I caught up with the robot who rescued me, a Robco Securitron that fancies calling itself Victor. I thanked it for what it had done and asked it a few questions. It said it didn't really know about the men who attacked me or where they went. It looks like if I want more answers, I'll have to find them myself. Anyway, I'm off to return to Sunny.

:recording ends:

Entry no. 3
10/19/81

Oh my god that was a close one!

I'm on my way back to Sunny when i was jumped again. This time by a man in a blue coat that read NCRCF on the back. I saw him walking up the path when I saw him pull something out of his pocket. It was a stick of dynamite and I quickly reacted as he lit the stick and threw it at me. I dove for cover behind a rock and heard the explosion off in the distance as he missed me by a wide margin. I reached for my pistol and as I rose to my feet I saw he was pulling a shotgun from over his shoulder. I was able to quickly acquire my target and squeeze a few rounds off before he could do the same, dropping him, his gun going off randomly in the air as he fell.

That was when I noticed the markings on the back of his coat. I took his shotgun, cleared the chamber, slung it over my shoulder and searched his pockets where I found some ammunition, caps, a jar of Buffout, and a pack of Mentats. I pocketed ll of this, as he wouldn't be needing it anymore. Now I'm back on my way to see Sunny.

:recording ends:

Entry no. 4
10/19/81

:An exhausted sigh is heard:

Alright.

:another sigh:

After meeting up with Sunny, she showed me how to clean a gecko, cook it's meat properly, and make healing powder out of the Brock Flower and Xander Root I collected. Once we finished, she said she would meet me back at the saloon, that I should say hi to Trudy.

On my way back I meet a wastelander who asked for my help, saying his girlfriend was trapped by geckos. Of course I agreed to help. After clearing out the geckos though, there was only a pile of sun dried bones laying next to another rotting corpse that died far too long ago to be his girlfriend. I was lied to, and as I realized it, there was the wastelander with his gun in hand, thankfully, so did I. Instinctively I dove for cover and fired off my 10mm pistol. Firing from his hip he missed me wide. I finished him off with a second volley. Needless to say, it been quite a busy day.

:recording ends:

Editing day two

Looks promising! :goodjob: :fallout: