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Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:25 am
Welcome to the post-apocalyptic world of the Commonwealth, future Boston. You know the drill by now, click on the thumbnails to se the full-size screenshots. Sensitive nude scenes will be posted as a link only, click to see. Have fun and enjoy.
Sanctuary Hills, Boston, October 23 2077
Baby Shaun had just received a change when Codsworth called his masters to the living room. The news reporter on television gave the terrible news - the bombs had fallen...
Nate carried the baby as he ran with his wife, Norma, to Vault 111...
Nate's family had been listed entry to the vault. Many others were not that lucky. They barely made it to the entrance platform before the bombs fell...
Sanctuary Hills, Boston, October 23 2077
Baby Shaun had just received a change when Codsworth called his masters to the living room. The news reporter on television gave the terrible news - the bombs had fallen...
Nate carried the baby as he ran with his wife, Norma, to Vault 111...
Nate's family had been listed entry to the vault. Many others were not that lucky. They barely made it to the entrance platform before the bombs fell...
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:30 am
Norma was barely 16 when she met Nate. The young girl looked older than she was and she easily convinced him she was 18. Nate was 20 at the time he met her. They fell madly in love and as impulsive as youths can be, Norma became pregnant. Nate was very embarrassed that he had knocked a minor up, but he was an honorable man, ready to do the right thing. He proposed to the Young girl. She was elated. Norma's parents weren't too happy though. Norma's father was a decorated officer in the US Navy. Her mother was a doctor. Somehow, though, Norma won her parents over and they agreed to let her marry her lover.
But their happiness was soon broken when Norma miscarried in the fourth month of pregnancy. The couple were devastated. It wasn't better that the doctors told them Norma would probably never have more children. But Norma just wouldn't give up. It was six months later that she met a doctor that offered her an experimental treatment that might help her. The desperate Young woman couldn't pass on this opportunity.
Two years later, Norma conceived again. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy the happy couple named Shaun. This was just three weeks ago.
They had survived the nuclear blast and arrived safely in the vault.
The Vault-Tek personel greeted them and gave them their vault suits. They were then told to follow the doctor...
But their happiness was soon broken when Norma miscarried in the fourth month of pregnancy. The couple were devastated. It wasn't better that the doctors told them Norma would probably never have more children. But Norma just wouldn't give up. It was six months later that she met a doctor that offered her an experimental treatment that might help her. The desperate Young woman couldn't pass on this opportunity.
Two years later, Norma conceived again. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy the happy couple named Shaun. This was just three weeks ago.
They had survived the nuclear blast and arrived safely in the vault.
The Vault-Tek personel greeted them and gave them their vault suits. They were then told to follow the doctor...
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:34 am
They all put on their vault suits before they stepped into the cryo chambers. Nate still carried the baby boy.
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Two unknown persons opened Nate's cryo chamber. The woman in the hazmat suit tried to take Shaun, but Nate resused to let go of the baby. The male pulled the trigger of his gun and shot Nate...
Before the kidnappers left, the killer let Norma get a close look at him...
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:40 am
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Norma was out of the cryo chamber. She quickly learned that Life support had failed on all the other Chambers and she was the only survivor. She grabbed Nate's wedding ring as her only memento of her late husband. Now she had to find her way out of this tomb...
During her escape, Norma found a security baton. That was just well as she soon ran into hostiles - giant cockroaches. Norma pinched her arm - No this was no dream.
Those radroaches were everywhere. She found something intersting on a computer terminal. One of the Vault-Tec guys had experimented and created a thing called the Cryolator...
There it was, the Cryolator, tightly locked behind the display case. Norma would have to come back later when she could crack it open...
Norma was out of the cryo chamber. She quickly learned that Life support had failed on all the other Chambers and she was the only survivor. She grabbed Nate's wedding ring as her only memento of her late husband. Now she had to find her way out of this tomb...
During her escape, Norma found a security baton. That was just well as she soon ran into hostiles - giant cockroaches. Norma pinched her arm - No this was no dream.
Those radroaches were everywhere. She found something intersting on a computer terminal. One of the Vault-Tec guys had experimented and created a thing called the Cryolator...
There it was, the Cryolator, tightly locked behind the display case. Norma would have to come back later when she could crack it open...
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:46 am
Norma was fortunate to find a 10mm pistol. Now she could shoot the radroaches from a distance. She also managed to open the secret passage from the overseerer's terminal...
The skeleton had no need for the Pip-Boy anymore, but for Norma it was the ticket out of the vault...
She pushed the big red button. The Heavy vault door slowly opened...
Norma rode the elevator to freedom.
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:48 am
"What the Hell were those things?"
Norma returned to Sanctuary Hills...
"As I live and Breathe... It's... it's REALLY you!" "Codsworth! You're... still here. So... other people could still be alive, too..." Norma said. "Well of course I'm still here. Surely you don't Think a Little radiation could deter the pride of General Atomics International? But you seem the worse for wear. Best not let the hubby see you in that state. Where is sir, by the way?" the robot said. "He's... in a better Place." "Mum... these things you're saying. These... terrible things... I... I Believe you need a distraction. Yes! A distraction, to calm this dire mood. It's been ages since we've had a proper family activity. Checkers. Or perhaps charades. Shaun does so love that game. Is the lad... with you...?" "He's gone, goddamn it! Someone took him! They stole my baby!" Norma said. "It's worse than I thought. Hmm hmm. You're suffering from... hunger-induced paranoia. Not eating properly for 200 years will do that, I'm afraid." "200 Years? What? Are you...?" "A bit over 210 actually. Give or take a Little for the Earth's rotation and some minor dings to the ole' chronometer. That means you're two centuries late for dinner! Ha ha ha. Prhaps I can whip you up a snack? You must be famished," the robot said. "Codsworth, you're acting... a little bit weird. What's wrong?" "I... I... Oh mum, it's been just horrible! Two centuries with no one to talk to, no one to serve. I spent the first ten years trying to keep the floors vaxed, but nothing gets out nuclear fallout from vinyl Wood. Nothing! And don't get me started about the futility of dusting a collapsed house. And the car! The car! How do you polish rust?" "What do you know, Codsworth?" Norma asked. "I'm afraid I don't know anything, mum. The bombs came, and all of you left in such a hurry. I thought for certain you and your family were... dead. I did find this holotape. I Believe sir was going to present it to you. As a surprise. But then, well... Everything happened." "A holotape? What's on it?" "I Believe it's a private message for you. My etiquette protocols would not permit me to play it for myself. Any standard holotape Reading device should be able to play it back. Oh, like that Pip-boy on your arm. That should work brilliantly. Now. Enough feeling sorry for myself. Shall we search the neighborhood together? Sir and Young Shaun may turn up yet," the robot said. "Have you sen anything dangerous?" "Oh, just the usual, mum. Pesky neighborhood dogs and mosquitos. shall I investigate?" "All right. Lead the way," Norma said. "Proud to serve, mum!" Codsworth said.
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by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 4:55 am
"Nothing here but a few flies. Wait... my sensors are picking up movement in Another house. Follow me!" Codsworth said. "My God! These are the size of a small baby," Norma said, looking at the dead bloatflies.
"Your family isn't here either. They're... they're really gone, aren't they?" Codsworth said. "Shaun's out there, Codsworth. I need to find him," Norma said. "What about Concord, mum?"
It had started to rain. Norma's stomach made itself reminded as she walked past the cooking station. She stopped and cooked the meat she had collected earlier. "Beggars can't be choosers," she thought.
Once she had sated her imediate hunger, she continued on her way...
"Hey, boy. What are you doing out here all by yourself? You lose your owner, buddy? Okay, then. Let's stick together," Norma said.
Suddenly the dog was surrounded by a group of those viscious creatures Norma had encountered just stepping out into the forest. One molerat had even burrowed right through the Red Rocket fuel and service station floor and attacked Norma with it's sharp teeth. She emptied her 10mm clip into the creature. Once she had reloaded, she picked the creatures off from behind the counter. The dog had already killed one of the molerats. The rest went down quickly with a few well-aimed shots.
"Your family isn't here either. They're... they're really gone, aren't they?" Codsworth said. "Shaun's out there, Codsworth. I need to find him," Norma said. "What about Concord, mum?"
It had started to rain. Norma's stomach made itself reminded as she walked past the cooking station. She stopped and cooked the meat she had collected earlier. "Beggars can't be choosers," she thought.
Once she had sated her imediate hunger, she continued on her way...
"Hey, boy. What are you doing out here all by yourself? You lose your owner, buddy? Okay, then. Let's stick together," Norma said.
Suddenly the dog was surrounded by a group of those viscious creatures Norma had encountered just stepping out into the forest. One molerat had even burrowed right through the Red Rocket fuel and service station floor and attacked Norma with it's sharp teeth. She emptied her 10mm clip into the creature. Once she had reloaded, she picked the creatures off from behind the counter. The dog had already killed one of the molerats. The rest went down quickly with a few well-aimed shots.
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"We're NOT going in there! The Geiger counter is going crazy. The Red Rocket mechanics must've dumped the burned out fuel in there."
Norma and Dogmeat had walked into a battle...
I've got a group of settlers inside! The Raiders are almost through the door! Grab that laser musket and help us! Please!"
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The place was swarming with raiders...
"Man, I don't know who you are, but your timing's impeccable. Preston Gavey, Commonwealth Minutemen." "Minutemen? So now I'm traveling backward in time?" Norma said. "Protect the people at a minute's notice. That was the idea. So I joined up, wanted to make a difference. And I did, but... things fell apart. Now it looks like I'm the last Minuteman left stnding," Preston said. "Who are these people?" "Just folks lookin' for a new home. A fresh start. I've been with 'em since Quincy. Lexington looked good for a while, but the Ghouls drove us outta there. A month ago, there were 20 of us. Yesterday there were 8. Now, we're 5. It's just me, the Longs - Msarcy and Jun - that's old Mama Murphy on the couch. And this here's Sturges." "Ghouls? What are Ghouls?" Norma wondered. "Wow, you really aren't from around here, are you? Ghouls are... irradiated people. Most are just like you and me. They look pretty messed up, and live for a long time, but they're still just... people. The ones I'm talking about are different. The radiation's rotted their Brains. Made them feral. They'll rip you apart, just as soon as look at you. Anyway, we figured Concord would be a safe Place to settle. Those Raiders proved us wrong. But... well, we do have one idea." "Let's hear it." "Sturges? Tell her," Preston said. "There's a crashed vertibird up on the roof. Old school. Pre-war. You might've sen it. Well, looks like one of its passengers left behind a seriously sweet goody. We're talking a full suit of Cherry T-45 Power Armour. Military issue." "That's some serious protection," Norma said. "Og, it gets better. Get the suit, you can rip the minigun right off the vertibird. Do that, and those raiders get an express ticket to Hell. You dig?" Sturges said. "Huh. Could work." "It'll work. Provided we can reactivate the suit. It's totally out of juice. Probably has been for a hundred years. It can be powered up again, but we're a bit stuck..." Sturges said. "So what's the solution?" Norma asked. "What you'll need is an old pre-war F.C., a standardized Fusion Core. Your high-grade, long-term nuclear battery. Used by the military and some companie, way back when. And we know right where to find one..." Preston said. "But we can't get to the damn thing. It's down in the basement, locked behind a security gate. Look... I fix stuff. I tinker. Bypassing security ain't exactly my forte. You could give it a shot," Sturges said. "I dont know. Well see," Norma said. "Well, it's not a no... Look, if you can get to the Fusion Core, jack it into that Power Armour and grab the minigun. Then those Raiders'll know they picked the wrong fight. Good luck," Preston said.
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"Careful, kid. There somethin' comin'. And it is... arngry. Now look who Dogmeat brought to us," Mama Murphy said. "So he's your dog?" Norma said. "Oh he ain't my dog. No sir. Dogmeat, he's what you call his own man. You can't own a free spirit like that. But he chooses his friends, and sticks with 'em. He'll stay by you now. I saw it." "You saw it?" "It's the chems, kid. They give ole Mama Murphy the Sight. Been that way for as long as I can remember," the old woman said. "What's the Sight?" "I can see a bit of what was, and what will be. And even what is, right now. And right now I can see there's something coming. Drawn by the noise, and the chaos. And it is... angry." "What is it? Mama Murphy, I need more. Please," Norma said. "I see... I see... Oh, it's horrible, kid. Claws and teeth and horns. The very face od Death iyself. That's all I can manage. That's all. I need to rest now. And you have a job to do..." she said.
"There's the Power Armour... and the minigun... But what's this? A holotape?"
"Personal log. United States Army Staff Sergeant Michael Daly. This past Saturday, October 23rd, while en route to West Stockbridge, our vertibird crashed into the roof of this museum. The cause: EMP following nuclear detonation. Several, in fact. From the intel I've gathered, this was a global event. The co'pilot was killed on impact. Pilot died of his injuries a day later. Day after that, Flaherty and Kanawa were shot by some scared, desperate, survivors. Then Proznaski took off running. Haven't seen him since. Now it's my turn to go AWOL, if that concept even applies anymore. My armour's fusion core is burned out, so I guess my soldiering Days are done. I'm heading into Boston, on foot, to see if my sister survived all this. She's got an apartment on Boylston Street. This is Mike Daly, signing out. Good luck. And God bless America. Or what's left of it."
Hacking the security terminal proved no problem to Norma. She got the security gate open and grabbed the fusion core from the generator...
Norma activated the old suit of armour. It had seen better Days, but would still serve well. She couldn't see any remaining raiders down in the steet. But it didn't mean they couldn't be hiding somewhere in the ruins. And there was no sign of anything terrifying with teeth, clws and horns...
There was an eerie silence. Then, suddenly, Dogmeat started Barking. A moment later, something out of a nightmare burst out from a huge hole in the ground. Norma let the minigun do it's business till the barrel was red-hot...
"What is this thing?! Man, this crazy World keeps throwing the weirdest shit at me..."
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 5:11 am
"That was... a pretty Amazing display. I'm just glad you're on our side," Preston said. "You guys going to be okay now?" Norma wondered. "Yeah. For a while, anyway. We can at least move somplace safer," he said. "I'm fine, Preston. Quit fussin'," Mama Murphy said. "Listen... When we first me... You asked about the Minutemen. One thing you should know about us, we help out our friends. So here. For Everything you've done. Thank you," Preston said. "I didn't do it for money," Norma said. "Hey, sorry. I'm used to everyone being in it only for themselves. You know, you remind me of my friends. The other Minutemen, the ones who gave their lives for something bigger than themselves. You should come with us to Sanctuary. We could use the help." "What would I need to do?" "You'd need to stay strong. Like you been. Cause there's more to your Destiny. I've seen it. And I know your pain," Mama Murphy said. "My Destiny? What do you mean?" Norma wondered." "You're a woman out of time. Out of hope. But all's not lost. I can feel... your son's energy. He's alive." "Where is my son? wWhere is Shaun?" "Oh, I wish I knew, kid. I really do. But it's not like I can see your son. I can just... feel his Life force, his energy. He's out there. And even I don't need the Sight to tell you where you should stat lookin'. The great, green jewel of the Commonwealth. Diamond City. The biggest settlement around," Mama Murphy said. "What's in Diamond City? Is Shaun there?" "Look, kid, I'm tired now. Maybe you bring me some chems later, the Sight will paint a clearer picture," the old woman said. "No! Mama Murphy, we talked about this. That junk... it's gonna kill you..." "Oh shush, Preston. We're all gonna die eventually. We're gonna need the Sight. And our new friend here, she's gonna need it too. Now let's get goin'. Sanctuary awaits," Mama Murphy said. "Alright folks. Thanks to our friend here, it's safe to move out. We're heading for that Place Mama Murphy knows about: Sanctuary. It's not far," Preston said. "She knows about it? You mean she had one of her visions while she was stoned out of her gourd. And now you want us to just head out on Another wild goosechase based on no better plan than Mama Murphy saw it?" Marcy Long said. "It can hardly turn out worse than..." "Hold on, hold on. Everybody just take it easy. We're all in this together, right? So, Marcy. You got a better idea of what we should do nest?" Stirges interrupted Preston. Marcy kept silent. "Well, then. Sanctuary it is. Let's just hope it lives up to its name," he said. "Come on, Jun. It's time to go," Marcy said. "Oh, okay." "Let's move out. I'll take Point. Stick Close, everyone," Preston said.
"First time I've sen one of these things up Close. I'm very glad it's already dead," Preston said as the Group walked past the deathclaw.
"Well, look at that. I Think I just found my new vacation home," Sturges said. "Your idea of heaven, eh, Sturges? Could be some good salvage in there. Let's get to Sanctuary first, though. I Think we're Close," Preston said.
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"I'm glad you decided to come with us. I should have listened to Mama Murphy all along. Pretty nice Place she's found for us. I Think we could settle down here, make it a Place to call home. What do you Think?" Preston said. "So do you Believe in these visions she has?" Norma said. "I didn't used to. But... how did she know about this Place? I Think she has some kind of a gift. Best not yo ignore it. I mean, look at this Place. I really Think this could be what we've been looking for." "I don't know. It's strange being back here." "What do you mean? You used to live here or something?" he wondered. "Yes... Before the war... Before Everything was ruined." "What do you mean? Before what war? Are you saying..." "I lived here... over 200 years ago. I was frozen or something for most of it. Just woke up a Little while ago," she said. "Damn. Like one of those old prewar ghouls... You say you were frozen... anybody else make it out with you?" "Just my son. Somebody took him while I was still trapped. Have you run across anybody with a baby boy?" "Damn, I'm sorry. But... no, I haven't run across any kidnapped Babies. I'll definitely keep an Eye out for him. Anyway... I am glad you're here. And I hope you don't mind, but I've got Another favor to ask. I've had Word from a settlement asking for help. They're still hoping there are Minutemen out there somewhere. The only chance to start rebuilding the Minutemen is to show people they can Count on us when they need us. Trouble is, I've got my hands full here. Do you Think you could go help out the settlement?" Preston said. "What kind of help do they need?" "Sounded like the usual - raiders. You'll have to get all the details when you talk to them." "I'd be glad to help," Norma said. "That's fantastic. The Minutemen could use more people like you. By the way, if you want to help out around here at all, talk to Sturges. I'm sure he'd be glad for all the help he can get," he said.
"Sanctuary. I knew you'd join us here, kid. Your energy is tied to this Place," Mama Murphy said. "My energy? What do you mean?" Norma wondered. "Thought I told you Before, kid. I saw you leave that ice box. I know your pain. This World, it's not yours, but here you are. The Sight can help you, kid. It Always has answers. Just gotta bring me some Jet, so I can see what it wants to tell you." "What's Jet?" "It's a little inhaler that packs a big kick. They say it makes you move faster, but at my age, it's more of a Quick rush. The chems fuel the Sight, so it's not Always gonna be Jet I'm askin for. But that's what's on the menu this time," the old woman said. "Maybe. Let me Think it over," Norma said. "Well, aint like I'm going anywhere. The Sight will be here when you need it."
"What kind of help do you need?" Norma wondered. "Well, for starters we could use some real beds. We've been sleeping on the ground for too long," Sturges said. "Why do you need my help to build beds?" "Look, we got a lot on our plate, and we've been on the run for weeks. We need food, water, shelter, you name it. You asked how you could help; I told you. Did you mean it, or not?" "Do I look like a Carpenter to you?" she said. "I don't know what you look like. You said you were willing to help; making beds is what we need help with," he said. Norma sighed deeply. She couldn't refuse the help. "Okay, good deal. Just make sure we can sleep with a roof over our heads. some of these old houses still look solid enough to do the trick. There's a Workbench over there you can use. Give me a holler if you need anything," Sturges said.
"I like it. Having a Place to sleep will improve everyone's spirits. What we need now is a reliable source of Clean water," Sturges said. "I'm on it. Clean water coming right up," Norma said. "Great, thanks again."
Norma set up an industrial water purifier and a generator to power it...
"I feel better already, knowing we have a reliable supply of clean water. I hope you don't mind me asking for some more help... but our food supplies are running low. If we're going to settle here, we'll need some crops established," Sturges said. "What kind of crops are you looking for?" Norma wondered. "It doesn't much matter. Tatos, mutfruit, corn - whatever you can get to grow."
"Welcome back, mim! I do hope you were able to find some assistance in Concord," Codsworth said. "You could say that. I made a few new friends," Norma said. "Can't have enough of those these days. I realize that I'm no Mister Gutsy, but if needed, I'd be honored to accompany you throughout the Commonwealth.Just say the word!" "Would you like to?" "As you wish, mum," Codsworth said. "No. Not now," Norma decided. "Alright then."
"This place is starting to feel like home. Now that we can grow our own food, I think we can really make a go of this. Trouble is, the more we establish ourselves here, the more of a target we become. What we need is to get some defenses up. Then maybe Preston will be able to relax a little bit," Sturges said. "What sort of defenses did you have in mind?" Norma wondered. "Walls, sandbags, turrets - whatever you can put together."
"Thanks for doing that. We'll all sleep better at night knowing we have some defenses set up. It's been a long road, but... yeah, I think this is it. Home. Feels good," Sturges said. "A home for you, maybe," Norma sighed. "Give it some time. It's your home, too, if you want it to be. Of course you know you're welcome anytime. My door's always open to you. Windows, too. Some of the walls, actually, come to think of it. I guess I better get back to it. Take care, now," he said.
"Sanctuary. I knew you'd join us here, kid. Your energy is tied to this Place," Mama Murphy said. "My energy? What do you mean?" Norma wondered. "Thought I told you Before, kid. I saw you leave that ice box. I know your pain. This World, it's not yours, but here you are. The Sight can help you, kid. It Always has answers. Just gotta bring me some Jet, so I can see what it wants to tell you." "What's Jet?" "It's a little inhaler that packs a big kick. They say it makes you move faster, but at my age, it's more of a Quick rush. The chems fuel the Sight, so it's not Always gonna be Jet I'm askin for. But that's what's on the menu this time," the old woman said. "Maybe. Let me Think it over," Norma said. "Well, aint like I'm going anywhere. The Sight will be here when you need it."
"What kind of help do you need?" Norma wondered. "Well, for starters we could use some real beds. We've been sleeping on the ground for too long," Sturges said. "Why do you need my help to build beds?" "Look, we got a lot on our plate, and we've been on the run for weeks. We need food, water, shelter, you name it. You asked how you could help; I told you. Did you mean it, or not?" "Do I look like a Carpenter to you?" she said. "I don't know what you look like. You said you were willing to help; making beds is what we need help with," he said. Norma sighed deeply. She couldn't refuse the help. "Okay, good deal. Just make sure we can sleep with a roof over our heads. some of these old houses still look solid enough to do the trick. There's a Workbench over there you can use. Give me a holler if you need anything," Sturges said.
"I like it. Having a Place to sleep will improve everyone's spirits. What we need now is a reliable source of Clean water," Sturges said. "I'm on it. Clean water coming right up," Norma said. "Great, thanks again."
Norma set up an industrial water purifier and a generator to power it...
"I feel better already, knowing we have a reliable supply of clean water. I hope you don't mind me asking for some more help... but our food supplies are running low. If we're going to settle here, we'll need some crops established," Sturges said. "What kind of crops are you looking for?" Norma wondered. "It doesn't much matter. Tatos, mutfruit, corn - whatever you can get to grow."
"Welcome back, mim! I do hope you were able to find some assistance in Concord," Codsworth said. "You could say that. I made a few new friends," Norma said. "Can't have enough of those these days. I realize that I'm no Mister Gutsy, but if needed, I'd be honored to accompany you throughout the Commonwealth.Just say the word!" "Would you like to?" "As you wish, mum," Codsworth said. "No. Not now," Norma decided. "Alright then."
"This place is starting to feel like home. Now that we can grow our own food, I think we can really make a go of this. Trouble is, the more we establish ourselves here, the more of a target we become. What we need is to get some defenses up. Then maybe Preston will be able to relax a little bit," Sturges said. "What sort of defenses did you have in mind?" Norma wondered. "Walls, sandbags, turrets - whatever you can put together."
"Thanks for doing that. We'll all sleep better at night knowing we have some defenses set up. It's been a long road, but... yeah, I think this is it. Home. Feels good," Sturges said. "A home for you, maybe," Norma sighed. "Give it some time. It's your home, too, if you want it to be. Of course you know you're welcome anytime. My door's always open to you. Windows, too. Some of the walls, actually, come to think of it. I guess I better get back to it. Take care, now," he said.
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Norma and Dogmeat arrive at Tenpines Bluff...
"What do you want? We don't need any more trouble around here," the settler said. "Didn't you ask the Minutemen for help?" Norma said. "You're with the Minutemen? I didn't really think you fellas still existed. We sent word with one of them passing traders, but honestly I never expected anything to come of it. Most people don't put much stock in the Minutemen these days. after Quincy. Bad business, that." "Is there something you need my help with?" "Oh, yeah. I'm glad you're here. There's a raider gang that's been giving us trouble for weeks. Stealing food and supplies, threatening to kill us if we don't pony up. We know where they're coming from, but we can't go up against a gang like that," she said. "Will you bw willing to join the Minutemen once I've dealt with those raiders?" "We'll certainly give it a good long think. People have gotten used to not being able to count on you folks. That's not going to change overnight."
The train yard was infested with feral ghouls...
Upon leaving, they encountered a man and his dog going the opposite way...
"Nice dog! But he looks lonely. Don't you think he could use a playmate?" Gene said. "Why are you selling her?" Norma wondered. "Oh, I don't want to. But I love dogs, and I gotta make a living somehow, so I raise 'em and sell 'em. I'm always blue for weeks after I sell one, but then I get myself a new puppy and start all over again." "You've got a deal." "Oh, yeah? You sure? I mean, she's a great dog, don't get me wrong. I just don't want to sell her to anyone who isn't going to take good care of her," he said. "I'll take good care of her, don't worry." "Yeah, okay, you look like you won't eat her or anything... So you really want to buy her? Okay... you have someplace for her to live, right?" "Sanctuary could use a guard dog. she'll fit right in, she said. "I guess that will have to be okay. Okay, girl. This is your new owner. She's going to give you a new home. Go on now. You be a good girl. Bye-bye. I, uh... I gotta go. You take care of her, alright?" Gene said.
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They arrive at their destination - the old Corvega factory...
After clearing the outer perimeter, Norma sneaks inside the factory with Dogmeat in tow...
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It takes the whole day, but utilising the many hiding places in the factory, Norma can bring the raider gang down.
"I took care of those raiders for you..." Norma says. "Uuhhm... I Think we should leave them alone..." she whispers to Dogmeat.
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"You know that settlement you sent me to help? They've decided to join the Minutemen," Norma said. "That's great news! I knew you were the right person for the job. By the way, you should have one of these flare guns. You can use it to signal for help from any nearby Minutemen. Not much use yet, but once we have more allied settlements, you'll have help whenever you need it. I guess you know I'm one of the last Minutemen, but I never told you what happened to us," Preston said. "Are you really the last Minuteman?" "Maybe not literally. There must be a lot of former Minutemen out there who gave it up in disgust after the Quincy Massacre. But we were the last Active Group of Minutemen. And now, well... it's just me." "What was the Quincy Massacre?" she wondered. "I thought everyone in the Commonwealth knew about that by now. I was with Colonel Holli's group. A mercenary Group called the Gunners was attacking Quincy; the people there called for the Minutemen to help. We were the only ones that came. The other Groups... they just turned their backs. On us, and the folks in Quincy. Only a few of us got out alive. Colonel Hollis was dead. So I ended up in charge of the survivors. We never found a safe Place to settle. One disaster after Another... you saw how it ended, in Concord." "I know how it feels to be the last survivor." "Yeah. I guess you do. That's why I'm talking to you. I can't rebuild the Minutemen... but I Think you can," he said. "Why can't you lead the Minutemen?" "That's not who I am. I can get my men through a firefight. I can defend a perimeter against all odds. But that's not going to be enough to bring the Minutemen back from the brink. We need someone who can bring the whole Commonwealth together in a common cause. And I Think you've got it in you to be that leader." "What makes you Think I can do this?" Norma said. "You saved us in Concord. There wasn't anything in it for you. You had your own problems to deal with. But you did it anyway. That kind of selflessness has been in Mighty short supply around here for quite a while. We're Citizen Soldiers. The people of the Commonwealth banding together to protect ourselves and decide our own future. That was the original idea, and it was a good one. The Minutemen fell apart because our leaders forgot what we were supposed to stand for. I Think you're the one who can bring the Minutemen back, and bring the whole Commonwealth together." "Okay. I'll do it." "Good. Good! Welcome aboard. I feel like this is a whole new start for the Minutemen, and the Commonwealth, too. Don't worry, I'll be right beside you all the way... General," Preston said. "That's quite a promotion you just gave me." "The leader of the Minutemen has Always held the rank of General. Our last leader was General Becker. After he died back in '82, nobody could agree on who should take his Place. The one good thing about being the last Minuteman is there's no one to argue with me when I say you're the new General. Now it's your job to make it more than an empty title."
The settlers of Sanctuary hd brought up a new house. An architect would definetely have cried seeing the result - the roof was off, the floor planning was just horrible. But there were good news...
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The plumbing was flawless. Running water and a working sewer was a luxury. Norma was happy with the result. And she soon discovered something more...
In the beginning she had dismissed the signs as symptoms of being frozen for so long. But there was no dismissing them any longer - Norma was pregnant. "It's Nate's. Has to be, can only be. But how is that even possible?"
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Norma made her way to Oberland Station...
"Hi," Norma said. "Did the Minutemen send you," the settler asked. "Yes, I'm here to help. What's going on?" "There's a Group of raiders that won't leave us alone. Stealing our food and supplies. Threatening us if we can't give them what they want. We know where they're coming from, but we van't stand up to them ourselves." "Any idea how many raiders we're talking about?" Norma asked. "No tellin' I'm afraid. This time there were Three, but who knows how many are back at their base."
Norma and Dogmeat made their way to Backstreet Apparel...
"Hi," Norma said. "Did the Minutemen send you," the settler asked. "Yes, I'm here to help. What's going on?" "There's a Group of raiders that won't leave us alone. Stealing our food and supplies. Threatening us if we can't give them what they want. We know where they're coming from, but we van't stand up to them ourselves." "Any idea how many raiders we're talking about?" Norma asked. "No tellin' I'm afraid. This time there were Three, but who knows how many are back at their base."
Norma and Dogmeat made their way to Backstreet Apparel...
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Back at Sanctuary, the people had erected Another house. This one was a vast improvement compared to the first. Norma could really see herself making this house her home...
Going for a walk, Norma came across Barb the Wastelander in Concord...
Both women felt a sudden need to satisfy their carnal urges...
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Barb tagged along when Norma took Codsworth and Dogmeat on Another adventure. Fortunate for a Group of settlers, they arrived just in time to save them from a gang of raiders on the Tucker Memorial Bridge.
Their destination, though, was the settlement of County Crossing...
"A pack of feral ghouls has holed up nearby, and some of them have started wandering out lately. If more of them start wandering out this way we may be over run. We need someone to clear them out," the settler explained. "Are ghouls a common problem?" Norma wondered. "Yeah, there never seems to be an end to them. Guess there must have been a lot more people Before the mombs dropped." "I'm on it. It's as good as done," she said. "I'll be glad to have them gone," he said.
Going for a walk, Norma came across Barb the Wastelander in Concord...
Both women felt a sudden need to satisfy their carnal urges...
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Barb tagged along when Norma took Codsworth and Dogmeat on Another adventure. Fortunate for a Group of settlers, they arrived just in time to save them from a gang of raiders on the Tucker Memorial Bridge.
Their destination, though, was the settlement of County Crossing...
"A pack of feral ghouls has holed up nearby, and some of them have started wandering out lately. If more of them start wandering out this way we may be over run. We need someone to clear them out," the settler explained. "Are ghouls a common problem?" Norma wondered. "Yeah, there never seems to be an end to them. Guess there must have been a lot more people Before the mombs dropped." "I'm on it. It's as good as done," she said. "I'll be glad to have them gone," he said.
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The National Defence Center was certainly overrun by feral ghouls...
"Knight Tara Astlin. Brotherhood of Steel Recon Team 429-Alpha. Serial number 3431. It's been three hours since I set my distress pulser. There's been no word from the Paladin of Faris. Their objective was the satelite array on the coast. They may be out of range. My orders were to hold this position at all costs. The entire site has been overrun. The door won't last much longer. Paladin Brandi, sir. It's been an honor, sir."
"They say that do die for one's country is the greatest sacrifice. It's the ones left behind that bear the biggest burden, I should think," Codsworth said.
Bit by bit they cleared the place...
Norma could return to County Crossing...
"Took care of those ghouls that were giving you trouble," she said. "You did? That's great news! Lady, you and the Minutemen have our gratitude. And our support," the settler said.
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"We've gotten big enough that we're having trouble communicating with all our settlements. It's a good problem to have. And I have a solution. I Think it's time to retake the Castle. It used to be the Minutemen HQ, way Before my time. Well-fortified, centrally-located, and most important - it has a powerful radio transmitter we can use to broadcast to the whole Commonwealth," Preston said. "So what happened to this Castl if it was so well-fortified?" Norma wondered. "This was long Before I joined up, but the story I Heard was that some kind of monster came out of the se and destroyed the fort. A lot of the leaders were killed in that battle, and I guess nobody ever felt it Worth the risk to try to retake it. I've Always wondered if losing the radio station was the beginning of all our later problems. So, should I have an assualt force assemble near the Castle?" "I'll Think about it and get back to you," she said. "Your call. Just let me know when you're ready to pull the trigger," he said.
"Mama Murphy..." "Got that Jet we talked about, kid?" "Here. One hit of Jet," Norma said. "You did good. Now let me ride the high to where the Sight wants to take me. Diamond City holds answers, but they're locked tight. You ask them what they know, but people's hearts are chained up with fear and suspicion. But you find it. You find that heart that's gonna lead you to your boy. Oh, it's... it's Bright. So Bright against the dark Alleys it walks. That's... that's what you need to do, kid. Follow the signs to the Bright heart. Whew... wow... that... took more out of me than usual. I'm gonna need to rest now, kid," Mama Murphy said.
"Do you Think we're ready to retake the Castle?" Preston said. "Yeah, lett's do this," Norma said. "We'll do some recon and meet you outside the Castle. See you there," he said.
"We'll have to clear this Place out another time," Norma said.
They continued their journey towards the coast...
"Mama Murphy..." "Got that Jet we talked about, kid?" "Here. One hit of Jet," Norma said. "You did good. Now let me ride the high to where the Sight wants to take me. Diamond City holds answers, but they're locked tight. You ask them what they know, but people's hearts are chained up with fear and suspicion. But you find it. You find that heart that's gonna lead you to your boy. Oh, it's... it's Bright. So Bright against the dark Alleys it walks. That's... that's what you need to do, kid. Follow the signs to the Bright heart. Whew... wow... that... took more out of me than usual. I'm gonna need to rest now, kid," Mama Murphy said.
"Do you Think we're ready to retake the Castle?" Preston said. "Yeah, lett's do this," Norma said. "We'll do some recon and meet you outside the Castle. See you there," he said.
"We'll have to clear this Place out another time," Norma said.
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"There it is. Pretty impressive, huh? Its real name is Fort Independence, but the Minutemen Always just called it the Castle. Now you can see why I wanted to take it back," Preston said. "Maybe. Those walls could definitely use some work," Norma said. "I'll admit, it's seen better Days. But the Minutemen have never been afraid of hard work. Everyone's here, General." "For 600 years old, its in pretty good shape." "That's right. They don't make 'em like they used to. We take this Place back? People'll know we mean busines. Our primary objective is to clear the courtyard. That's where we should see the most opposition. The wall on this side is the most exposed, but if we circle around South, we could also reach the main gate," he said. "What are we waiting for? Let's just get in there and shoot those lobsters!" one impatient Minuteman said. "No. If we split up, we can flank them from both sides. It'll be like shooting fish in a barrel," another said. "Why not let them come to us? We set up a firing line on this side, and you can draw them out," the third suggested. "Well, General, what do you Think?" Preston asked. "Let's hit them from both sides," Norma said, favoring the pincer movement plan. "Right-o, mum. I'll Watch your back," Codsworth said. "We'll split up and you can join which ever side you Think needs the extra support. Alright, people, you Heard the General. Let's move out. Try not to draw their attention until we're in position," Preston said.
"I do Believe this is the old Fort Independence. Brings a nostalgic tear to the Eye, does it not?" Codsworth said.
"The General and I are going to have a look at the radio to see what shape it's in. The rest of you... clear out any remaining Mirelurks or eggs you find. Let's go see if there's anything left of the old transmitter. I can't Believe we actually managed to take that thing down! Well. I guess it could be worse. See what you can do with it. I'm going to see what else is left around this old Place," Preston said.
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"Wow! We really did it! I've been watching the Minutemen fall to pieces for so long, I just... this is really something. Now we've got to pay off on what we've started. Bring the whole Commonwealth together, and make it last this time. So, you know... back to business. But with Radio Freedom up and running, we can broadcast alerts to you anywhere, anytime. I'll let you know if I hear of any settlements that need our help. In the meanwhile, make sure to offer help to anyone that needs it. That can only hep our cause," Preston said.
Norma visits Greentop Nursery...
"You've got to help! They've kidnapped my wife!" "Just tell me what happened," Norma said. "They said they'd be back for the ransom in a few Days. If I don't pay up, they'll kill her. But, I don't have that kind of Money," the desperate settler said. "Do you know where they took her?" "I'm pretty sure. I'll mark it on your map. We asked the Minutemen for help but I didn't really Think anyone would come. Just bring her back safe, okay?" he said.
The route to Monsignor Plaza was wrought with danger, and Norma was a heavily pregnant woman. Fortunately, Barb and Codsworth were great help. And Dogmeat was ever vigilant and protective of the mother to be...
Monsignor Plaza was crawling with raiders. They had set up a series of defences. Norma's rescue party took the enemy by complete surprise. Several raiders and turrets were taken out before thay even knew what hit them...
The hostage was found safe and sound. Before they left, Norma activated the security protectron...
"I don't know how to thank you for that rescue you pulled off," the grateful settler said. "Are you willing to support the Minutemen now?" Norma asked. "Sure thing. I'm glad that someone's trying to do some good around here for once. You can count on our help if you need it," he said.
Norma visits Greentop Nursery...
"You've got to help! They've kidnapped my wife!" "Just tell me what happened," Norma said. "They said they'd be back for the ransom in a few Days. If I don't pay up, they'll kill her. But, I don't have that kind of Money," the desperate settler said. "Do you know where they took her?" "I'm pretty sure. I'll mark it on your map. We asked the Minutemen for help but I didn't really Think anyone would come. Just bring her back safe, okay?" he said.
The route to Monsignor Plaza was wrought with danger, and Norma was a heavily pregnant woman. Fortunately, Barb and Codsworth were great help. And Dogmeat was ever vigilant and protective of the mother to be...
Monsignor Plaza was crawling with raiders. They had set up a series of defences. Norma's rescue party took the enemy by complete surprise. Several raiders and turrets were taken out before thay even knew what hit them...
The hostage was found safe and sound. Before they left, Norma activated the security protectron...
"I don't know how to thank you for that rescue you pulled off," the grateful settler said. "Are you willing to support the Minutemen now?" Norma asked. "Sure thing. I'm glad that someone's trying to do some good around here for once. You can count on our help if you need it," he said.
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A trader came passing through Greetop Nursery...
Norma's journey finally led her to the largest settlement around...
"What do you mean you can't open the gate? Stop playing around, Danny! I'm standing out in the open, for Crying out loud!" "I got orders not to let you in, Ms.Piper. I'm sorry. I'm just doing my job." "Just doing your job? Protecting Diamond City means keeping me out, is that it? Oh look, it's the scary reporter! Boo!" "I'm sorry, but Mayor McDonough's really steamed, Piper. Sayin' that article you wrote was all lies. The whole city's in a tizzy." "Agh... You open this gate right now, Danny Sullivan! I live here. You can't just lock me out!"
Piper gives a big sigh and turns around.
"You. You want into Diamond City, right?" she said. "What? Who are you?" Norma said. "Shh. Play along. What was that? You said you're a trader up from Quincy? You have enough supplies to keep the general store stocked for a whole month? Huh. You hear that, Danny? You gonna open the gate and let us in? Or are you going to be the one talking to crazy Myrna about losing out on all this supply?" she said. "Geez, all right. No need to make it personal, Piper. Give me a minute," Danny said. "Better head inside Quick Before ole' Danny catches on the bluff," Piper said. "This Place. Diamond City. What is it?" Norma said. "Oh, the green jewel? She's a sight. Everyone who's anyone in the Commonwealth is from here, settled here, or got kicked out of here. A big wall, some Power, working plumbing, schools, and some security goons are what make Diamond City the big monster it is. Love it or hate it. You'll see for yourself, soon enough. Let's go," Piper said.
"Piper! Who let you back inside? I told Sulivan to keep that gate shut! You devious, rabble-rousing slanderer! The... the level of dishonesty in that paper of yours! I'll have that printer scrappe for parts," the mayor said. "Oooh, that's a statement, Mr. McDonough?Tyrant Mayor shuts down the press?" Piper said. "What newspaper are you tlking about?" Norma wondered. "Mine. Publick Occurrences, and we're the hard look at the truth. So are you with us or not?" Piper said. "Always believed in freedom of press," Norma said. "Rightly so. A true medium for the people," Codsworth said. "Oh, I didn't mean to bring you into this argument, miss. No no no... You look like Diamond City material. Welcome to the great green jewel of the Commonwealth. Safe. Happy. A fine Place to come, spend your Money, settle down. Don't let this muckraker here tell you otherwise, all right?" McDonough said. "What're you two arguing about anyway," Norma wondered. "What d'you think? Print lies and everybody's happy, but if you print the truth..." Piper said. "Who would I talk to about finding a missing person?" Norma asked. "Well, whatever you do, don't bother going to Diamond City Security for help," Piper said. "Don't listen to her. While I'm afraid that our security team can't follow every case that comes through, I'm Confident you can find help here. Diamond City has every conceivable service known to man. One of our great Citizens can surely find the time to help you," McDonough said. "A Mayor of a great city mut know everyone. Who can help me?" Norma said. "Well, there is one private Citizen. Nick Valentine. A... detective of sorts, who speacializes in tracking people down. Usually for debts and whatnot. Now, I have to get going. I'm sorry Diamond City Security doesn't have time to help, but I'm sure Mister Valentine charges a reasonable fee," he said. "This is ridiculous! I want the truth, McDonough! What's the real reson security Always shrivels away when talk of missing persons comes up?" Piper said. "I've had enough of this, Piper. From now on, consider you and that Little sister of yours on notice," he said. "Yeah, keep talkin' McDonough. That's all you're good for. I'm impressed, not everyone can claw information out of McDonough's tigh-fisted hands. Hmm, why don't you stop by my office after you see Valentine? I Think I just found my next story," Piper said.
Norma's journey finally led her to the largest settlement around...
"What do you mean you can't open the gate? Stop playing around, Danny! I'm standing out in the open, for Crying out loud!" "I got orders not to let you in, Ms.Piper. I'm sorry. I'm just doing my job." "Just doing your job? Protecting Diamond City means keeping me out, is that it? Oh look, it's the scary reporter! Boo!" "I'm sorry, but Mayor McDonough's really steamed, Piper. Sayin' that article you wrote was all lies. The whole city's in a tizzy." "Agh... You open this gate right now, Danny Sullivan! I live here. You can't just lock me out!"
Piper gives a big sigh and turns around.
"You. You want into Diamond City, right?" she said. "What? Who are you?" Norma said. "Shh. Play along. What was that? You said you're a trader up from Quincy? You have enough supplies to keep the general store stocked for a whole month? Huh. You hear that, Danny? You gonna open the gate and let us in? Or are you going to be the one talking to crazy Myrna about losing out on all this supply?" she said. "Geez, all right. No need to make it personal, Piper. Give me a minute," Danny said. "Better head inside Quick Before ole' Danny catches on the bluff," Piper said. "This Place. Diamond City. What is it?" Norma said. "Oh, the green jewel? She's a sight. Everyone who's anyone in the Commonwealth is from here, settled here, or got kicked out of here. A big wall, some Power, working plumbing, schools, and some security goons are what make Diamond City the big monster it is. Love it or hate it. You'll see for yourself, soon enough. Let's go," Piper said.
"Piper! Who let you back inside? I told Sulivan to keep that gate shut! You devious, rabble-rousing slanderer! The... the level of dishonesty in that paper of yours! I'll have that printer scrappe for parts," the mayor said. "Oooh, that's a statement, Mr. McDonough?Tyrant Mayor shuts down the press?" Piper said. "What newspaper are you tlking about?" Norma wondered. "Mine. Publick Occurrences, and we're the hard look at the truth. So are you with us or not?" Piper said. "Always believed in freedom of press," Norma said. "Rightly so. A true medium for the people," Codsworth said. "Oh, I didn't mean to bring you into this argument, miss. No no no... You look like Diamond City material. Welcome to the great green jewel of the Commonwealth. Safe. Happy. A fine Place to come, spend your Money, settle down. Don't let this muckraker here tell you otherwise, all right?" McDonough said. "What're you two arguing about anyway," Norma wondered. "What d'you think? Print lies and everybody's happy, but if you print the truth..." Piper said. "Who would I talk to about finding a missing person?" Norma asked. "Well, whatever you do, don't bother going to Diamond City Security for help," Piper said. "Don't listen to her. While I'm afraid that our security team can't follow every case that comes through, I'm Confident you can find help here. Diamond City has every conceivable service known to man. One of our great Citizens can surely find the time to help you," McDonough said. "A Mayor of a great city mut know everyone. Who can help me?" Norma said. "Well, there is one private Citizen. Nick Valentine. A... detective of sorts, who speacializes in tracking people down. Usually for debts and whatnot. Now, I have to get going. I'm sorry Diamond City Security doesn't have time to help, but I'm sure Mister Valentine charges a reasonable fee," he said. "This is ridiculous! I want the truth, McDonough! What's the real reson security Always shrivels away when talk of missing persons comes up?" Piper said. "I've had enough of this, Piper. From now on, consider you and that Little sister of yours on notice," he said. "Yeah, keep talkin' McDonough. That's all you're good for. I'm impressed, not everyone can claw information out of McDonough's tigh-fisted hands. Hmm, why don't you stop by my office after you see Valentine? I Think I just found my next story," Piper said.
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by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 6:32 am
"So this is the famous Diamond City. I suppose I hoped to find more of a gem than a dusty home base. Civilization in the rough if you will," Codsworth said.
"Piper! You're back," Nat said. "Hey, kiddo, how are the paper sales?" Piper said. "Well, the presses are getting overloaded. That motor is going to go soon if we don't replace it." "Ah, you've been saying that for weeks, and the old girl still keeps cranking. Stop worrying so much. I otta head into the office. You start whistling if you see any angry politicians coming our way." "Why? Is something wrong? Piper?" Nat said. Piper disappeared into the schack without answering her little sister's questions.
Nat turned to the sole survivor...
"Free paper to newcomers. If the Institute grabs you in the night, at least we warned you," she said. "The Institute?" Norma said. "You ain't Heard of the Institute, lady? They snatch people up in the night and no one hears from them again. It's all in the paper! Better read up Before they grab you, too." "Who's gone missing?" "Drifters, residents, stadium seat snobs. Seems every year or so, someone's gone, and we all know why. So you better be careful, newcomer. Institute's out there, and they'll grab you too. Like I said, it's all in the paper," Nat said. "I Believe you. Thanks," Norma said. "You're a real lamb in the wolf's den, lady," Nat chuckles. "Get a copy of the Publick! We expose the truth behind the Institute!" she calls out...
Norma takes a look at the paper the Young girl gave her...
October, 2287
The Synthetic Truth By Piper Wright
Noodles. We all eat them. We all love them. And Diamond City's Power Noodles has supplied this sustenance for the past fifteen years. From the stilted mechanical cadence of Takahashi's programmed Japanese, to the fragrant steam that wafts from each bowl, to the scalding tang of each delicious mouthful - the ordering and eating of noodles is but one of many shared human experiences. Or is it?
I was struck by this very question as I sat at the counter of Power Noodles last Wednesday night, just after 5:00 pm, enjoying a dinner I had so many times before. That's when I noticed our very own Mayor McDonough sidle up to a stool, and engage in the very same ritual. Right hand extending. Mouth opening. Teeth chewing. Yes, eating noodles. The shared experience of almost every Diamond City resident.
So it must have also seemed to the residents of Diamond City nearly sixty years ago, on an uncharacteristically warm May evening in 2229, as they sat around this very same counter. But that was before the days of Takahashi and his noodles, when the bar served not noodles, but ice cold Nuka-Colas, frothy beers and stiff shots of whiskey. The barman's name was Henry, and that night, he facilitated the shared human experiences of drinking, smoking, talking and laughing. That is, until tragedy struck.
There aren't many among us who are even old enough to remember that evening - although some of the city's Ghoul residents certainly could have, had they not been forcibly removed, thanks to Mayor McDonough's anti-Ghoul decree of 2282. But there is one person among us who does remember, distinctly, the events of that evening: respected matriarch Eustace Hawthorne, who recounted her story in a Publick Occurrences exclusive interview.
"Oh, I was there all right. Sitting right at the bar, sure as you're sitting in front of me know. Twenty-two years old or so, and just looking to have a good time. I was safe behind the Wall - we all were - so what was the harm? And let me tell you, that Mr. Carter made it easy. He came into town earlier that day, said he was from out west somewhere. It didn't really matter. What did matter was his smile, and his laugh, and the way he'd make everyone feel at ease. That night, at the bar, we all just sort of crowded around him. Everyone wanted to exchange a word, or hear about the state of the Commonwealth. And Mr. Carter, he was all too happy to oblige. It was just so wonderful. Until it wasn't."
Eustace continued her account of that evening, and the moment when things turned sinister, and the truth about Mr. Carter was revealed.
"We'd been drinking, and carrying on, must have been three hours. Mr. Carter had four or five drinks in that time. He seemed a bit drunk, I guess, like the rest of us. Then something just sort of happened. He was smiling, but the smile sort of went from his face, all in an instant. And then his cheek started twitching, kind of funny. And I remember watching him, clear as if it happened just yesterday. He reached inside his coat, took out a revolver, and then 'Blam!'- He shot Henry, the barman, right in the head. Didn't hesitate, didn't show any emotion- Mr. Carter killed Henry as casually as if he were paying him for a drink. But his cheek never did stop twitching. Let me tell you, all Hell broke loose after that."
What Eustace is describing is, of course, is the infamous event known as the "Broken Mask," when the people of the Commonwealth learned for the first time that the Institute, the shadowy scientific organization responsible for the creation of combat androids, had actually succeeded in creating a model so advanced, it could effortlessly infiltrate human society. Unbeknownst to the people of Diamond City, the Institute had somehow evolved their androids into true synthetic humans. Synths.
"After he shot Henry, that Mr. Carter shot three or four other people, too. Like I said, all Hell broke loose. The guards came running, they opened fire, and Mr. Carter he kept shooting, and throwing people around left and right. Finally, those guards put him down. Seemed like they had killed a man who had flipped his lid. Gone crazy. And he lay there like a dead crazy man, sure enough. God, it was horrible. But then we saw the plastic, and the metal- this was one of them early synths, you see - and we realized it wasn't a man at all. It was then we all knew. The Institute wasn't just 'out there'. The Institute was everywhere now. Among us."
It was never determined precisely why the synth known as Mr. Carter went on his killing spree. Some suggested he had somehow been remotely controlled by the Institute, who wanted to test his combat effectiveness. Still others felt he had simply malfunctioned (a hypothesis supported by the twitching cheek), and was never meant to kill anyone. But at that time, the "why" hardly seemed important. What mattered was that the humans of the Commonwealth had been truly infiltrated by an organization whose intentions were, and still are, a complete mystery - using a model of synth even less advanced than the ones the Institute has in service today.
Which brings us to noodles. Specifically, the noodles consumed by Mayor McDonough last Wednesday night, in the same spot that Mr. Carter the synth went haywire, and mercilessly killed several people - after spending hours sharing an experience the people of Diamond City assumed was reserved for members of the human race. They were wrong.
Are we?
"Wait... that sign... Follow the Bright heart. That was what Mama Murphy told me. This must be what she meant..."
"Piper! You're back," Nat said. "Hey, kiddo, how are the paper sales?" Piper said. "Well, the presses are getting overloaded. That motor is going to go soon if we don't replace it." "Ah, you've been saying that for weeks, and the old girl still keeps cranking. Stop worrying so much. I otta head into the office. You start whistling if you see any angry politicians coming our way." "Why? Is something wrong? Piper?" Nat said. Piper disappeared into the schack without answering her little sister's questions.
Nat turned to the sole survivor...
"Free paper to newcomers. If the Institute grabs you in the night, at least we warned you," she said. "The Institute?" Norma said. "You ain't Heard of the Institute, lady? They snatch people up in the night and no one hears from them again. It's all in the paper! Better read up Before they grab you, too." "Who's gone missing?" "Drifters, residents, stadium seat snobs. Seems every year or so, someone's gone, and we all know why. So you better be careful, newcomer. Institute's out there, and they'll grab you too. Like I said, it's all in the paper," Nat said. "I Believe you. Thanks," Norma said. "You're a real lamb in the wolf's den, lady," Nat chuckles. "Get a copy of the Publick! We expose the truth behind the Institute!" she calls out...
Norma takes a look at the paper the Young girl gave her...
October, 2287
The Synthetic Truth By Piper Wright
Noodles. We all eat them. We all love them. And Diamond City's Power Noodles has supplied this sustenance for the past fifteen years. From the stilted mechanical cadence of Takahashi's programmed Japanese, to the fragrant steam that wafts from each bowl, to the scalding tang of each delicious mouthful - the ordering and eating of noodles is but one of many shared human experiences. Or is it?
I was struck by this very question as I sat at the counter of Power Noodles last Wednesday night, just after 5:00 pm, enjoying a dinner I had so many times before. That's when I noticed our very own Mayor McDonough sidle up to a stool, and engage in the very same ritual. Right hand extending. Mouth opening. Teeth chewing. Yes, eating noodles. The shared experience of almost every Diamond City resident.
So it must have also seemed to the residents of Diamond City nearly sixty years ago, on an uncharacteristically warm May evening in 2229, as they sat around this very same counter. But that was before the days of Takahashi and his noodles, when the bar served not noodles, but ice cold Nuka-Colas, frothy beers and stiff shots of whiskey. The barman's name was Henry, and that night, he facilitated the shared human experiences of drinking, smoking, talking and laughing. That is, until tragedy struck.
There aren't many among us who are even old enough to remember that evening - although some of the city's Ghoul residents certainly could have, had they not been forcibly removed, thanks to Mayor McDonough's anti-Ghoul decree of 2282. But there is one person among us who does remember, distinctly, the events of that evening: respected matriarch Eustace Hawthorne, who recounted her story in a Publick Occurrences exclusive interview.
"Oh, I was there all right. Sitting right at the bar, sure as you're sitting in front of me know. Twenty-two years old or so, and just looking to have a good time. I was safe behind the Wall - we all were - so what was the harm? And let me tell you, that Mr. Carter made it easy. He came into town earlier that day, said he was from out west somewhere. It didn't really matter. What did matter was his smile, and his laugh, and the way he'd make everyone feel at ease. That night, at the bar, we all just sort of crowded around him. Everyone wanted to exchange a word, or hear about the state of the Commonwealth. And Mr. Carter, he was all too happy to oblige. It was just so wonderful. Until it wasn't."
Eustace continued her account of that evening, and the moment when things turned sinister, and the truth about Mr. Carter was revealed.
"We'd been drinking, and carrying on, must have been three hours. Mr. Carter had four or five drinks in that time. He seemed a bit drunk, I guess, like the rest of us. Then something just sort of happened. He was smiling, but the smile sort of went from his face, all in an instant. And then his cheek started twitching, kind of funny. And I remember watching him, clear as if it happened just yesterday. He reached inside his coat, took out a revolver, and then 'Blam!'- He shot Henry, the barman, right in the head. Didn't hesitate, didn't show any emotion- Mr. Carter killed Henry as casually as if he were paying him for a drink. But his cheek never did stop twitching. Let me tell you, all Hell broke loose after that."
What Eustace is describing is, of course, is the infamous event known as the "Broken Mask," when the people of the Commonwealth learned for the first time that the Institute, the shadowy scientific organization responsible for the creation of combat androids, had actually succeeded in creating a model so advanced, it could effortlessly infiltrate human society. Unbeknownst to the people of Diamond City, the Institute had somehow evolved their androids into true synthetic humans. Synths.
"After he shot Henry, that Mr. Carter shot three or four other people, too. Like I said, all Hell broke loose. The guards came running, they opened fire, and Mr. Carter he kept shooting, and throwing people around left and right. Finally, those guards put him down. Seemed like they had killed a man who had flipped his lid. Gone crazy. And he lay there like a dead crazy man, sure enough. God, it was horrible. But then we saw the plastic, and the metal- this was one of them early synths, you see - and we realized it wasn't a man at all. It was then we all knew. The Institute wasn't just 'out there'. The Institute was everywhere now. Among us."
It was never determined precisely why the synth known as Mr. Carter went on his killing spree. Some suggested he had somehow been remotely controlled by the Institute, who wanted to test his combat effectiveness. Still others felt he had simply malfunctioned (a hypothesis supported by the twitching cheek), and was never meant to kill anyone. But at that time, the "why" hardly seemed important. What mattered was that the humans of the Commonwealth had been truly infiltrated by an organization whose intentions were, and still are, a complete mystery - using a model of synth even less advanced than the ones the Institute has in service today.
Which brings us to noodles. Specifically, the noodles consumed by Mayor McDonough last Wednesday night, in the same spot that Mr. Carter the synth went haywire, and mercilessly killed several people - after spending hours sharing an experience the people of Diamond City assumed was reserved for members of the human race. They were wrong.
Are we?
"Wait... that sign... Follow the Bright heart. That was what Mama Murphy told me. This must be what she meant..."
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Re: Boston Tales, a Fallout 4 story
by Wotan Tue May 05, 2020 6:35 am
Ellie Perkins mumbles to herself...
"Something wrong?" Norma wonders. "Another stray coming in from the rain. 'Fraid you're too late. Office is closed," Ellie says. "Wait. Who are you? You the detective?" "Me? No, I'm Nick's secretary. Handle his appointments, his papers, that sort of thing. Well, that's what I used to do anyway, but now Nick's disappeared, and I can't keep a detective Agency open without a detective." "Picture on milk carton time?" Norma said. "If only it was that simple, right?" Ellie sighed. "Nick disappeared working a case. Skinny Malone's gang had kidnapped a Young woman, and he tracked them down to their hideout in Park Steet Station. There's an old Vault down there they use as a base. I told Nick he was Walking into a trap, but he just smiled and walked out the door like he Always does," she explained. "Who's this Skinny Malone character?" "I don't know much about him, but he's from Goodneighbor, and that means he's in the well-pressed suits and machine guns school of thuggery." "You said Malone's from Goodneighbor?" Norma said. "Yeah, it's a tough neighborhood. Northeat a ways. People with Power there care about two things: style and body count." "I'll find him. You have my word." "Thank you. Nick should be easy to spot. He's Always wearing that old hat and trench coat getup. Please, hurry!" Ellie said.
"Glad you dropped by. You holdin' up Blue?" Piper said. "Why are you Calling me that?" Norma wondered. "'Cause of the blue jumpsuit you're wearing? You're a Vault dweller. So here's the deal. I want an interview. Your Life story in print. I Think it's time Diamond City had a Little outside perspective on the Commonwealth. You do that, and... I'll tell you what. I'll come with you. Watch your back while you get used to the World above ground." "What kind of interview is this going to be?" "I ask you who you are, get your opinion on Life out there, and maybe load up a few tough questions to keep it interesting. What do you say?" Piper said. "Here's your headline: Local woman says no." "Gonna be like that, huh? Smart ass. Fine. We'll do this later, but I want that interview, got me?" "All right, Piper. Don't get your knickers in a twist. I was just kidding. I'm in," Norma said. "Good. Let's get down to business. So, I know you're from a Vault. How would you describe your time on the inside?" "My family and I were frozen. I didn't spend much time in the Vault." "Wait. They boxed you up in a fridge? The whole time? Are you saying you were alive Before the War?" Piper said. "Yes. I'm over 200 years old." "Oh my god. The Woman Out of Time. So. You've seen the Commonwealth. Diamond City. How does it compare to your old life?" "Can you even compare the two? The World out there? It's not even Close to the one I left," Norma said. "Feeling a Little homesick, are we? Can't say I blame you. Now, the big question. You came all this way looking for someone. Who is it?" "I lost family, okay? I'm trying to get one of them back." "What's their name, Blue? Who are they?" Piper asked. "My baby, Shaun, was kidnapped. He's not even a year old." "The parent after the missing child," Piper sighed. "As heartbreaking today as it ever was. Tell me, do you suspect the Institute is involved?" she said. "Sounds like they could be," Norma said. "Not even a baby is safe from them. And people wonder why I can't just look the other way... For the last part of our interview, I'd like to do something different. I want you to make a statement to Diamond city directly. The threat of kidnapping is all but ignored in the Commonwealth. Everyone wants to pretend it doesn't happen. What would you say to someone out there who's lost a loved one, but might be too scared, or too numb to the World, to look for them?" "Wait. People just ignore kidnappings out here?" "Yeah, Blue, you haven't noticed. You grow up in the Commonwealth, and eventually someone is going to get taken. Maybe not someone you know, but someone. And people just say, well, could've been worse. Could've been killed by Raider atacks or Super Mutants, or Feral Ghouls. They just give up. So I want my readers to hear what keeps you going. Maybe they'll find a Little inspiration. Now, what would you like to say?" Piper said. "You can only take it one day at a time. Just keep going. That's all anyone can do," Norma said. "We're all just doing what we have to, huh? I Think my readers can relate to that. That's Everything. It's gonna take some time to put this all together, but I Think your story is going to give Diamond City plenty to talk about. Anyway, I agreed to come with you, right? Watch your back? Just say the Word when you're ready. I can't ait to see where this story goes next," Piper said.
"Something wrong?" Norma wonders. "Another stray coming in from the rain. 'Fraid you're too late. Office is closed," Ellie says. "Wait. Who are you? You the detective?" "Me? No, I'm Nick's secretary. Handle his appointments, his papers, that sort of thing. Well, that's what I used to do anyway, but now Nick's disappeared, and I can't keep a detective Agency open without a detective." "Picture on milk carton time?" Norma said. "If only it was that simple, right?" Ellie sighed. "Nick disappeared working a case. Skinny Malone's gang had kidnapped a Young woman, and he tracked them down to their hideout in Park Steet Station. There's an old Vault down there they use as a base. I told Nick he was Walking into a trap, but he just smiled and walked out the door like he Always does," she explained. "Who's this Skinny Malone character?" "I don't know much about him, but he's from Goodneighbor, and that means he's in the well-pressed suits and machine guns school of thuggery." "You said Malone's from Goodneighbor?" Norma said. "Yeah, it's a tough neighborhood. Northeat a ways. People with Power there care about two things: style and body count." "I'll find him. You have my word." "Thank you. Nick should be easy to spot. He's Always wearing that old hat and trench coat getup. Please, hurry!" Ellie said.
"Glad you dropped by. You holdin' up Blue?" Piper said. "Why are you Calling me that?" Norma wondered. "'Cause of the blue jumpsuit you're wearing? You're a Vault dweller. So here's the deal. I want an interview. Your Life story in print. I Think it's time Diamond City had a Little outside perspective on the Commonwealth. You do that, and... I'll tell you what. I'll come with you. Watch your back while you get used to the World above ground." "What kind of interview is this going to be?" "I ask you who you are, get your opinion on Life out there, and maybe load up a few tough questions to keep it interesting. What do you say?" Piper said. "Here's your headline: Local woman says no." "Gonna be like that, huh? Smart ass. Fine. We'll do this later, but I want that interview, got me?" "All right, Piper. Don't get your knickers in a twist. I was just kidding. I'm in," Norma said. "Good. Let's get down to business. So, I know you're from a Vault. How would you describe your time on the inside?" "My family and I were frozen. I didn't spend much time in the Vault." "Wait. They boxed you up in a fridge? The whole time? Are you saying you were alive Before the War?" Piper said. "Yes. I'm over 200 years old." "Oh my god. The Woman Out of Time. So. You've seen the Commonwealth. Diamond City. How does it compare to your old life?" "Can you even compare the two? The World out there? It's not even Close to the one I left," Norma said. "Feeling a Little homesick, are we? Can't say I blame you. Now, the big question. You came all this way looking for someone. Who is it?" "I lost family, okay? I'm trying to get one of them back." "What's their name, Blue? Who are they?" Piper asked. "My baby, Shaun, was kidnapped. He's not even a year old." "The parent after the missing child," Piper sighed. "As heartbreaking today as it ever was. Tell me, do you suspect the Institute is involved?" she said. "Sounds like they could be," Norma said. "Not even a baby is safe from them. And people wonder why I can't just look the other way... For the last part of our interview, I'd like to do something different. I want you to make a statement to Diamond city directly. The threat of kidnapping is all but ignored in the Commonwealth. Everyone wants to pretend it doesn't happen. What would you say to someone out there who's lost a loved one, but might be too scared, or too numb to the World, to look for them?" "Wait. People just ignore kidnappings out here?" "Yeah, Blue, you haven't noticed. You grow up in the Commonwealth, and eventually someone is going to get taken. Maybe not someone you know, but someone. And people just say, well, could've been worse. Could've been killed by Raider atacks or Super Mutants, or Feral Ghouls. They just give up. So I want my readers to hear what keeps you going. Maybe they'll find a Little inspiration. Now, what would you like to say?" Piper said. "You can only take it one day at a time. Just keep going. That's all anyone can do," Norma said. "We're all just doing what we have to, huh? I Think my readers can relate to that. That's Everything. It's gonna take some time to put this all together, but I Think your story is going to give Diamond City plenty to talk about. Anyway, I agreed to come with you, right? Watch your back? Just say the Word when you're ready. I can't ait to see where this story goes next," Piper said.
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