After a shopping spree at Tulip's shop, I had only 37 caps left. So, the only way to get Charon would be the evil way. I couldn't do it. :nope:

I can't do it either. I did it once to see how it went, but that's it. I hate how expensive it is to get ahold of him, Clover and Jericho.

So a long long time ago I had Butch as a follower. Then Colonel Autumn had me immobilized and stripped naked and Butch presumably hightailed it out of there for fear of being scarred for life. Anyway, things happened, I've been places, did stuff, etc. But today was a nice sunny day and I felt like slipping into something more comfortable then power armor... like, say, Reilly's Rangers armor. Only, I realized I didn't have it anymore, along with a couple other unique items. Darn Butch stole my stuff. And this wouldn't be an issue if it wasn't for the fact I've been doing some... morally relative assignments for slightly morally challenged people, and my karma has gone somewhat below Butch's required level of recruitment. And I'll be damned if any bloody church is getting my caps because of that.

I predict a bloody barroom brawl with casualties in the Muddy Rudder in the near future. :gun:

Shlomo Bernstein sat on his bed in his Megaton house drinking whiskey...a lot of whiskey. He did everything correctly. He used reason and diplomacy to get the ghouls into Tenpenny Tower. All looked good. The ghouls were happy, and the humans that mattered were happy. Shlomo then spent a few days exploring to the North and North West of Tenpenny Tower. After getting a bit banged up he decided to go back to the tower, rest, and chat with Herbert "Daring" Dashwood. Shlomo really liked Dashwood. He heard the radio plays and then actually met the man. He thought it was all fiction, but no, Dashwood was real. And he wasn't the buffoon he was portrayed to be. Overconfidant yes, a bit reckless, but not a buffoon. Then everything came crashing down. Nothing but ghouls in the tower. No one seemed to know where the humans were. A few said they never saw humans in the tower. Shlomo then found the bodies, or what was left of them in the basemant. A few ferals eating the remains. After killing the ferals he examined the bodies and found bullet wounds. They had been shot to death. Murdered. Better than being eaten alive by ferals, but not by much. Dashwood, the Chengs, Margaret, and the Doctor all gone. He didn't care much about the others. He didn't like bigots. Poor Margaret...at least she hadn't been eaten alive....

Shlomo asked Bessie what happened. She didn't know, but was sure they did something to deserve it. Michael said he didn't agree with Roy's decision, but didn't do anything to stop it. Shlomo confronted Roy about it. Roy said they got what they deserved, and that Shlomo had better back off. Shlomo thought long and hard. His eyes focussed and burned into Roy's eyes. Roy flinched, and took a step back. The knuckles of Shlomo's right hand cracked as his clentched it into a fist. He opened his hand and wiggled his fingers. "Not now..." he thought. Shlomo turned around and started walking off. He heard the leather of Roy's armor creak. "Please try it." Shlomo said in a cold voice he didn't recognize. A few seconds passed. Roy swallowed loudly. Shlomo walked to the elevator. The ride down was long. The walk to Megaton longer.

The whiskey burned his throat. He needed to do something. Dashwood, Margaret, the Chengs, and the Doctor dead because he did the right thing. Another swig. He could have killed Roy, Michael, and Bessie and none of it would have happened. Another swig. Three dead instead of a tower full of people. The whiskey burned. Poor Margaret. He made her nightmare real. Open another bottle. "Roy is as big a bigot as Tenpenny, as the others, maybe more so. He murdered those people after he was let in." Shlomo said to the air. Roy was right. He was a monster. Shlomo tossed the empty bottle out the door with the others. Wadsworth exclaimed in his false cheery voice "I'll get those Sir!" then quickly in a low voice "even though I don't want to."

Shlomo lay down on his bed. He stared at the ceiling. He needed to sleep. He was annoyed that he wasn't even buzzed. Or was he too angry to know if he was drunk. Didn't feel like it. "Tomorrow Wadsworth gets opened up and reprogrammed." Shlomo thought. "We then collect at least 25 Raider fingers...hopefully some of those Talon Company dumb asses cross my path...if that doesn't quench the fire, Roy dies." He said aloud. Wadsworth dropped a bottle. "Sorry about that Sir!" Wasdsworth proclaimed. No back talk. Too little, too late.

I just encountered my first regulator squad this playthrough. I've been very evil for the last 15 hours, at least. I guess I didn't hit any spawn points. Anyway, I made short work of them.

Then I ate them. :B

I got Dogmeat this playthrough. He is indestructible. Every other time I've taken him as a companion, he dies in about 5 minutes, and then... uh.... I usually eat him. We were in one of the drainage sewers that you find through a radio signal. I told him to wait, then threw a grenade in to clear the trap around these metal bookshelves. I had him follow me in, and we looted the place. We left, but it turns out only I left. Talked to Sierra during the time being then realized I couldn't find the damn dog. Dogmeat couldn't jump back over the shelves, like he jumped to get in. Stuck there, forever. He wouldn't even go back to 101. So I piled up four bottlecap mines, 8 frag mines, three plasma mines and threw a grenade at him. I died, the cinematic death was one of me with no arms and legs with Dogmeat standing nearby. I ran around the corner after I threw the nade, seems the blast was pretty powerful.... Needless to say, had to reload a save. Damn dog.... though the other day he took on a Deathclaw and a Reaver at the same time and won.

Ok, today`s adventure ...


"Be as fearless as you want, just don`t take me with you!"


I spied on the two Raiders with the scope on my scratched-up sniper rifle. It was old, but well maintained and trusty. I had done much killing with this weapon.I fidgeted with the scope as I looked. It would soon be dark. We`d travelled by foot all the way from Rivet City to Megaton and then from there to TenPenny Tower looking for this Harkness guy. It wasn`t until I got to TenPenny Tower that Brisa mentioned that she reckoned Harkness was actually at Rivet city!

I was tired from jogging. My tongue tasted like sand and all we had was crappy dirty water and some box of crap. All probably irradiated. It was also too damn warm. Brisa would say I should take all that heavy clothes off and keep light, like her. Thanks, but no. She jokes that maybe I`m afraid to show off my rippling muscles.

Everyone`s afraid. Anyone who says different is a liar.

It`s one of the first questions I ask any merc I`m about to employ. If he says he ain`t afraid of anything, I don`t hire him. I`ve seen too many `fearless` fighters who`ll dive into a fight never to come out again. Lost one guy I was trying to rescue from a Super Mutant encampment in GermanTown cos he insisted on attacking when I told him to stay back. Now everyone in Big Town hates me. That`s why I fear rescue missions too.

Malcolm. Yea, he was one Merc who was ok. Tough bloke. Didn`t like following orders, but he followed them. He`s off doing a job for someone else who can pay more. Good luck to him. He was afraid too, I could tell in every battle, even as he taunted the enemy, he just never showed it. Fear, but facing your fear, that`s the secret of a good soldier.

And the women- They`re the worse. Braver than brave, or do they have a chip on their shoulder? Or do they just hate being ordered around by a man? Or do I just pick the wrong ones every time? Last one I hired refused to stay back while I prepared to scout out a derelict building.

"Stay back, woman!" I hissed as she started moving towards an oblivious lone Super Mutant.

"Don`t call me woman!" she replied and immediately attacked. She killed him, rather skillfully, just before the six other Super Mutants round the corner caved her skull in and I had to fight my way out of there.

"Be as fearless as you want, just don`t take me with you!" Is my motto.

So why was I here with another woman beside me about to attack a Raider settlement?
Because she was different. She was actually afraid. Like me, like all of us. That meant she followed orders because then we both lived. That and I didn`t have to pay her.

We were a klick away from Fairfax in the Wastes, two clicks from Greyditch on the way to Rivet city approaching a set of buildings with a wide road going through the middle. I`d been here a week ago and it was quiet, but this time I spotted the unmistakable trappings of Raiders who had no doubt decided this was a good waypoint to snare unsuspecting travellers.

"Well what do you think?" Brisa asked in that youthful teenage voice of hers, although she was 22, I think. She`d left Vault 101 a month ago looking for me. Crazy really. Instead of heading to Megaton she`d instead headed the complete wrong way deeper into the Wastes. She`d dodged raiders and creatures, sold almost everything to a wandering merchant except for her pistol. She got rid of the 101 jumpsuit for a somewhat revealing Raider Sadist armour, as I`ve heard them called. She said the jumpsuit made her stand out as new. This way others tended to leave her alone, thinking her a Raider. True and dangerous, as I nearly shot her the first time I saw her. She put on a brave face in that shack surrounded by creatures, but I realised she was close to risking heading back to the Vault out of desperation. I could see she didn`t want to die alone and friendless in this hell. She was glad to see me, and in my own gruff way, I was glad to see her as well. I did not ask about the vault- I was finished with that place, for good. I`d changed a lot since those wide-eyed days.

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I looked down from my scope, " Two raiders, one`s got a sniper rifle; other looks like a heavy mg. Guarantee there are more, but we can set a trap. You wait here, I`ll go to the other side of the road and snipe the first two, when the rest come running up, you know what to do."

"Ok, but be careful" She said, simply.

By the time she had responded, I was already halfway across the wide road in a running crouch ,my camouflage fatigues and kit jingling to my movements. Brisa`s a lot quieter, in fact her sneak abilities are like that of a mouse! You don`t hear her until she wants you to. But I wasn`t going that near the Raiders, just close enough. I set up at the corner and gave a quick glance at Brisa to make sure she was still in position. Even from over here it was difficult not to be drawn to her fetching curves in that leather Raider armour she insisted on wearing. It was sixy in a kinky kind of way... She looked back at me.

I turned back to my sniper scope- Concentrate, dammit, or she`ll be the death of you.

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The first Raider showed up clearly in my scope, I could see the wide-brimmed hat he wore and the strange eagle-face mask. This was the part of battle I hated- The bit before the crap hit the fan... I could avoid all this death, especially the potential death of me by just walking away.

I breathed in slowly, then out... and gently pulled the trigger.

The report from the gun reverberated about the buildings as the Raider dropped to the ground like a ragdoll. I let the rifle buck against me and realigned my sights, I quickly rechambered. The other Raider in a bronzed armoured vest looked about puzzled. Then he saw his dead mate just as I fired the second shot spurting a spray of blood from the base of the back of his skull. He collapsed like a sack of potatoes. I immediately dropped the old sniper rifle and swapped to my smg. A nice weapon recently bought from Rivet city, quite rare apparently. It`s designation had worn off long ago and it had been repaired many times. It acted sometimes like a short range sniper rifle and often like sub machine gun. There were also rumours that it was a British weapon. Considering my great, great, granddad was English, that was a bonus. It cost a ton of caps.

Immediately, there were shouts from ahead of more Raiders- LOTS more. I waited calmly.

I saw three through my scope making their way up the road. Already one of them was shooting. It seemed randomly. I coolly aimed through the scope and fired at the first, the second, the third, on semi auto. I saw two go down, but the third ran behind a corner of the building. Alerting others to where I was.

"There is he!" A child-like voice came from my left and slightly behind. [censored]! I didn`t realise there might be Raiders up that way. I swiftly turned left to see what looked like a very short Raider followed by two others on the top of the road there, "He`s over here!" The tiny female voice shouted.

A Raider child? I thought, a Raider child in pigtails? As I stared, she threw a ball towards me. I watched it arc over gracefully and thought I should catch it. But then reality kicked in- GRENADE!

I jumped up and ran as fast as I could. I wasn`t going to get away fast enough. The grenade exploded- the ground shook like an earthquake had hit it! I felt myself hit the ground and my head hit that. Everything went momentarily black. Then light and a screeching sound in my head accompanied by the slow bak-bak-bak dull sounds which suddenly sped up into the staccato sounds of various types of gunfire. I heard a crack sound by my ears through the high pitched tone- Not good. I stumbled about, grappling automatically for my weapon, petrified of that final hit that would be blackness forever. I surprised myself by hoping that Brisa would get away if I went down.

I looked back where I had been and just around the corner appeared a Raider, an advlt, with a shotgun "HahahAAA!" He laughed wickedly. His heard jerked back as his temple spouted blood and bone from a gunshot. He stumbled back into an oncoming second brigand who also went down to rapid fire from an M1 carbine- Brisa!

"I`m not enjoying this!" she shouted still shooting rapidly, she stopped to reload, she shouted something else, but I couldn`t hear her any more. It was clear behind me.

I turned my attention back to the road where two more Raiders were running at me, armed with a baseball bat and some kind of sword. Even through my dazed semi-conscous state I put them down easily. I hurt all over. I knew I`d taken shrapnel to various parts of me and my old world war 2 helmet had probably saved me from instant death even as blood trickled down my face. I grabbed the morphine and stimpack off my helmet and quickly stabbed both into my leg.

"Brisa!" I shouted, "With me, but keep your distance!"

She quickly looked at me and replied something, but I couldn`t hear that either. My attention was drawn to the Raider taking potshots at me from down the road and behind a corner. He stopped to reload and that`s when Brisa hit him, he tried to move out but my many shots in his direction put him down. Now it seemed the Raiders that were left were retreating, I picked two of them off as they fled. I sat back against the wall in relief, my sweaty, bloody hands trembling. Brisa crouched over to me, she started applying bandages to my head, "Just look at you," She mumbled.


"We must make sure ... area clear," I stuttered.


"It`s clear. This is going to hurt. Bite down on this..." She shoved some stick in my mouth.


"The-the kid?"

"I got her."

And then it started raining.





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Semi conscous.

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The kid.

today me and dogmeat left our megaton house early in the morning to watch the sunrise :blush:

After going on a psychotic killing spree on her way out of the vault with the gun Amata gave her, my newest char then travelled to Megaton.

She didn't like the way that crazy cowboy looking guy was talking towards her, so she ducked behind some houses to the far end of town. She talked to a few people, then noticed him again, still making that same slow creepy walk towards her. She quickly ducked into the ladies' room to get away, and the pervert follwed her in! Of course at the point, she had to shoot him in the head, and take his gun and cowboy gear.

She was amazed at how well the town took her killing the Sheriff and in fact started calling her Sheriff immediately. What a bunch of rubes.

If only there were a way to blow them all into the afterlife in one fell swoop...

I, a nineteen year old kid, just hit on Agatha, calling her "my little honeybee." :yucky:

So far today Charon, Dogmeat, and I met up with that dirtbag that's been spreading lies about me on the radio and umm...corrected him; A truly painful lesson but well worth learning not to talk trash about people.

After school let out Floyd had some business to take care of with Mr. Clown Shoes. He didn't take too kindly to my presence, so it became necessary to change his mind...or just remove it Now it's off to Rivet City to do some business, and take care of some.

My most recent encounter today....


Nice to be Passed over.





"What is it?" asked Amy, slightly annoyed, while packing her haversack with the assortment of junk I`d passed to her.

"I`ve got a couple of belts, " I poked them at her.

"Oh good, time to risk my life for the 50th time!" She poked the belts roughly into her pack.

"I thought you said you liked doing this kind of thing? I mean, you are the best trader I`ve ever seen," I replied, somewhat perturbed.

"Sure, I`ll just bob around the Wastes risking my super-trader ass alone... again..." She replied, staring at me with those stern oriental eyes of hers.

"Ok, ok," I sighed, take 2000 caps, go get yourself a Merc, no ghouls. Oh and 500 extra for your trouble." I grabbed a bag of caps out of my backpack and stuffed it into her haversack.

"That`ll help, I guess. Why no ghouls?" she queried.

"Because they`re ugly,"

"Are you a racist?" She looked at me in that slightly accusing manner. I sensed Brisa`s eyes on me too.

"It`s a long story. Are you doing this or not?" I gruffly responded.

I helped her heft the back-pack on and secured it.

"I`ll be back in a couple of days," she said formally, pulling on her biker goggles and jogging off. Strong girl for such a wee thing...


"Just us then?" asked Brisa, seeming positively jolly, "Let`s go to the library already." At least Brisa didn`t ask about the Ghoul thing. But I could tell she wanted to.


We started on our way to that library that the quirky Moira wanted me to visit. It was only a couple of klicks away. What was the betting it was safe. Nothing I did for Moira was safe. I could see the distant hazy image of it already.

It was about 10 minutes later when we heard the kak-kak-kak of high firepower up ahead and then a scream. We both crouched immediately...
A man barely 10 metres away appeared among the ruins running fast. I pulled out my shotgun, but he was running parallel to me, away from something.
Brisa swore behind me as a beast leapt out into view and instantly struck down the running man. It was huge, at least 5 metres tall with gold hued greenish skin. It`s scales glistened in the sun and it swiftly swished its horned tail as it turned to us.

"A YAO GUAI!" Brisa shouted opening fire with the old M4 she`d found. It looked bigger than a Yao Guai to me and different- But I put those thoughts quickly aside.

The creature pulled back its huge arms and with a great roar ran forward at great speed. It`s feet pounding the shattered ground.
Fear gripped me, I had one shot, one shot - I carefully aimed with the shotgun and fired.

Click.

Misfire. I struggled with the weapon.

It was on top of me!

But I felt nothing- No sharp claws digging into my face, no teeth of death in my cranium. It had passed right over me - attacking Brisa, , she screamed. Her shrill voice piercing the morning air. Even as she screamed she was shooting.
I swiftly turned about and pulled the trigger.

Click! Click!

Dammit! She was on the ground, kicking, screaming. The thing was killing her!

I dropped the shotgun and grabbed the sniper rifle swinging on my shoulder. I never bothered aiming justed pulled the trigger. The weapon jerked back as the shot impacted the creature square in the back. The noise of the shot was earsplitting.
The beast stopped momentarily, it`s great head turned around and for an eery moment, it stared at me. I couldn`t breath. Then it turned fully with its wickedly jagged claws to strike me :

I aimed and fired straight for its scaly forehead.

The bullet went clean through its skull, piercing scale, shattering bone and ejected out the back.
It stumbled, looking almost puzzled, collapsing onto its knees, and then onto its face in front of me... I moved aside.

I ran over to Brisa struggling up- She looked ok....


I think..

Well, Crystal had just finished slaughtering her way through the Grayditch sewers, killing every ant she saw, including the queen. Dr. Lesko didn;t like that, so he refused to give her Ant Might or his lab coat. Since Crystal is mostly nice, she merely shot him in the leg with her laser pistol. For having a crippled leg, ol' Lesko ran off really fast. Must've hurt a lot to do that, she thought.

Upon leaving, she ran into a bunch of Talon Mercs, who were angry because she was (usually) being nice to people. Could have avoided them, of course, But she was wearing a cheesy merc outfit, and liked the idea odf having some nice combat armor. She after snuffing the mercs and taking their stuff, she went to try and find Bryan Wilks a new home. But in Rivet City, her kleptomania got the best of her and she tried to pickpocket a guard, and he opened fire on her. She didn't like the idea of taking on all of Rivet City's guards, so she fled the city and had to tell the poor kid he was going to have to fend for himself in Grayditch.

She then remembered that she had promised Three-doggie that she would fix his radio transmitter, so she took care of that, killing several raiders and over a diozen freaky east coast super mutants in the process. Three-dog, alas, sent her on to Rivet City, where she was persona non grata. However, the guards only looked at her suspiciously and gripped their SMG's tighter as she approached the ship. That was good news, but that bad news was that Vera Weatherly had no interest in taking in an orphaned relative... poor little Bryan was still on his own.

(OK, stupid-[censored] game mechanic there. Once you tell Bryan you can't find him a new home, it's permanant, and you have to put up with Three-dog castigating you for the rest of the game. Geez, at least I didn't sell the twerp as a slave)

After a somewhat snotty Dr. Madison Li explained that James had come and gone, Crystal slaugtered her way into the Jefferson memorial. Rather enjoyed killing those centairs, freaky things. After the last mutant expired, she headed into the control room, seeking information on her father's location...

Well, I was setting up every mine I had, and when I went to take out the final mines I had, pulse mines, apparently I toke out pulse grenades. I press RT to put a mine down, he chucks a grenade. I yell in my head "OH SHI-" and get back. Charon didn't walk away >.<. Let's just say, I saw his body go flying into a random direction and never found him again. All I wanted to do was kill myself so I could hit the height limit D:

I was somewhere in DC with Fawkes when I saw a mutant firing at us from behind some cars. So, in my infinite wisdom(NOT) I fired a missile at the cars next to him. He got blown up and after that EVERY car in the area blew up and all I could see on the screen was fire! After the dust and smoke cleared Fawkes got up off the ground and said "We must tread softly".

I laughed a good long time. :rofl:

Tonight at 9 PM tune in to Fallout 3: The Adventures of Evil Roy Slade. See Roy continue his quest to become evil. See Roy find his long lost teddy bear after beating an Enclave trooper to death with spiked knuckles. See Roy try to be evil, but only reach neutral because the hunters he killed for their leather armor and hunting rifles turn out to be cannibals hunting humans. See Roy got to the market on a quest for Megaton's Moira Brown, and witness his amazing Giant Radscorpion friend take out all the raiders in the parking lot! Will Roy ever become evil? Will he be able to do it without becoming a cannibal? Tune in and find out!


The giant radscorpion charged into the parking lot (Roy was 3rd level at the time) and lay waste to all the raiders. It then settled down in front of one set of doors. It remained blue even when it detected Roy. Roy went into the market, cleared it, then came back out. The scorpion still there. It then followed Roy under the bridge, then into the outskirts of DC. Killed many raiders and a couple of supermutants. When Roy turned 5th it turned hostile and Roy had to kill it. Sad really. It was fun having it as a "companion".

I've taken to stealing everything, but still can't make evil. I always wind up killing something giving good karma, or complete a quest that gives good karma. svcks. Contract Killer will be taken, maybe cannibal too.

I ressurected an old character who'd finished broken steel from her Vault-themed Megaton home and went to pay 3 Dog a visit. The way I'd played the game I hadn't even met 3 Dog yet. And he starts going on about "fighting the good fight" and "I can help you find daddy". I mean, get with the program, fool! We already fixed the purifier. My dad is dead. So is President Eden and Col Autumn (I would know, I'm wearing his unform).

3 Dog goes to lie down, probably to sleep off all the med-X and Jet he's been taking. Soon as he's asleep I shoot him in the head with my near perfect condition 10mm pistol with brains spattering all over the GNR studio. I've always wanted to do that. Then a bunch of BoS paladins outside die in an unprovoked attack, a Jet and Nuka-cola Quantum enhanced super-hail of 10mm bullets penetrating their power armour.

By now I'm spoiling for a real fight so I fast travel to Old Oney. Yeah maan, deathclaw central. There are loads of them, and I have to pull out the Gauss Rifle, then the Xaulong when they get closer. It's a big fight with those beasts ripping at me and them falling one after the other. When they are dead I have a good look around the whole outside of the place and kill off any others. One at a time it's easy enough. It's funny because the last one I kill is on the verge of dying already, health way down there. Did I do that when I visited Old Oney all those years ago? I'll never know. But anyway I celebrate my victory by shooting a bottle cap mine from like 2 foot away and go flying off into the air minus 2 limbs. Yeeeeah!!

He had his heead blowed away for a few riders coming back to Megaton. :violin:

Today Lilith Morgan rescued Red and Shorty from the Germantown Police HQ. Sadly Shorty died on the bridge. So near and yet so far. Thats one less person Lilith can turn in to the slavers

I went up to the nortwest end of the map...delivered a slave, had to kill a crazed robot, found my way back to Megaton, bought a Cookamatic 3000, but don't know how to operate it. Own the house also, but don't know where to put the cookamatic.

Ley Vari the unarmed combat specialist tried her best to be neutral. But always turned out good.

So she stole a lot from Luckys and when that failed she killed the ghouls who wanted to get into Tenpenny Tower.

Oh, well , she was glad Herbert Daring Dashwood will live. He is cool.

Then she was neutrel.

Then she sent Dogmeat to safety and went to investigate the weird signal coming from the wastes.

Now she is on a alien spaceship looking for extra and hidden areas.

Today I went back through Vault 87 to take another look at the Failed FEV subjects. I read through the medical terminals there as well. I then went into Falls Church/Mason District Metro and went through the Franklin Utility tunnels to obtain the Burnmaster. On my way, I was able to successfully sneak past 3-4 Reavers, a handful of Roamers and a few regular feral ghouls.

Did some trading in Underworld, found a dead Talon Company Merc with a white face and a tan body, and went back to the suite.

Waded through Mothership Zeta. Hopefully I got the recordings in places I cannot get to now.

The rooms full of Giddyup Buttercups are creepy, lol.

She wished she could ride them.
The none deadly ones.

The Giddyup Buttercup and abomination invasion plan would have been interesting to see, lol.

She missed General Chases Overcoat.

Concluded being neutrel is not as much fun as being evil.

A adventure with the very evil white male Kai Ling Jai.

Big gun specialist.

He found out what happens when you fire the Mirv into a wall by accident.

You see the inside of 8 nuclear bombs, lots of white light and there is lots of blood.

He finally recruited Clover at level 30. He did not like her. She creeped him out. She looked at him in a creepy way.

On todays adventure, Evil Roy Slade makes a quick trip to his hideout in Springvale school. He arrives at the door and is accosted by some woman named Veronica or Victoria. She started yelling at him about some missing android and Roy being some kind of detective and how Roy needed to leave the android alone. Roy had no clue what she was talking about much less who she was, and why she was yelling at him. So Roy did the only thing he could do. He blew her head off with a minigun. It was funny as she started to run away when the minigun began spinning. Her head "blew up real good!" Somehow he managed to blow her leg off too. So after putting the things he "scavenged" away, he took a nice long nap, and then began his trek to investigate some outcasts radio transmission. Hopefully it will lead to some good stuff.

I found it interesting that Roy did not lose any karma for killing her. No karma gained either. That would have been real good.

Today, I visited the Citadel, where to my amusemant I saw that little rascal Squire Maxson swiping a bottle of whiskey from his dad's bedroom. The tearaway.