Refugee?s visions thru?

Post » Sat Jan 16, 2010 8:54 am

UPDATE: CHAPTER 1 IS DONE!
Just scrolls down the page.




Ok first of all, this is my only fanfic that I've ever written, so be easy on me. :P My english is far from perfect, eventhough I'm one of the best in my class...

About the fanfic itself, I had this idea for like two months in my head, and I just had to write something about Fallout and its interesting world. I created the main character and the prologue in two hours. (I'm really dedicated to this, haha.)

I really hope that there will be enough readers to keep me inspired to write more. I have too many ideas, and most of them doesn't fit this character. You can and MUST give constructive criticism. :D
Any ideas are welcome, as long as they make even a little sense. I'm trying to keep the world fresh and old at the same time, you know?
The 1st real chapter will be written between monday and wednesday, if I have enough time from my homework.
So, yeah. I didn't tell much about him, but he is introduced better in the 1st chapter. Criticism, ideas, expressions, typos? You can go straing to the point, I can take that.


Ok enough, here is the prologue.

Refugee's visions thru'

Prologue

It is year 2312, and the Vault Dweller is just a mere memory. The world has changed in those 35 years. The towns have grown, religions have lived and died... Humanity's hope for the new world has altered. Maybe the world we once knew can be rebuilt...
But this is different story. This is my story… story of fighting with addiction and trying to live in this wicked and cruel ground, what we call Wasteland. I came here for a drug named Ultrajet, which is my biggest addiction ever. I can't even think without it. I even left my brother and sister to that godforsaken, isolated town what I sometimes though as my personal heaven.
I heard about a town named Megaton, the jewel of the wastes. I'm headed there, to get some more of this stuff, but my lil' box of drugs is dying...
I am Nathan Valence, and this is audio log zero-one.

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Post » Sat Jan 16, 2010 4:39 pm

:goodjob:
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Post » Sat Jan 16, 2010 10:32 am

:goodjob:
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Post » Sat Jan 16, 2010 10:57 am

interesting looking forward to it
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Post » Sat Jan 16, 2010 1:07 pm

Ok, atleast I got few readers. :P
I just started first chapter, will be up in few hours, I think.

EDIT: Done!

Chapter 1
"Damn, my head hurts!
Where the hell am I??"

Suddenly, a big wave of pain stroked through my body. Everything blacked out again?

I heard a small voice.
"How are you feeling??"
"Curses!" I screamed. "My head hurts so much that I'd be rather dead than here!"
"That can be arranged!"
My eyes blasted open and saw a silhouette of a skinny man through the pain. He had something in his hand? a lead pipe. My brains told me to let him beat my brains out for nothing? But my hands though otherwise.
Next thing I realized the blood in my fingers and knuckles, and the man? no, the ghoul was lying on the ground. Not dead, but in serious pain. I had hit him in the groin, and his skin was very thin in that part.
He screamed, and I tried to think what just happened. If I'd let him live, he would bring his ghoulish friends and kill me or something worse?
"What the heck I'm going to do with this?! I can't just leave him there!"
I took the lead pipe and smashed the ghouls face into little bits and pieces of brain and skull. They were all over the room which looked like some kind of a morgue. But the bodies were alive? Ghouls. Why was I in a room with bunch of ghouls?
"I... I have to flee. I don't think that they will tolerate mindless killers. But where are my drugs?!"
I had forgotten all about withdrawal... Luckily, my box of secrets was right next to my bed. I grabbed it and sighed. The box snapped open, but all I could see was my Med-X backups. My mouth cursed. I wanted to kill someone. I lifted the tool of murder and drew power to smash the cold, dead body. But something familiar shined from the pocket of the corpse. My Ultrajets! I took a nice dose. All the pain and fear escaped from my body. I was calm and alive. But the doctor at the door wasn't. Calm was the least thing he was. And the 10mm pistol wasn't so happy to meet me.
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