Right now, you are have reached Oahu, an island compromising the impoverished nation state of Ohana.

You are in the half sunken ruins of the Honolulan coastline. The great War destroyed many buildings and two centuries afterwards the moon broke down, altering the tides, sinking entire islands and raising lands that had been underwater for millennia. Only the poor, the unemployed, in debt and the fed up lives here.

A group of urchin orphans has asked you for help to get a treasure located somewhere under the waves and so far, you have been making progress.

Your first step in this quest was to obtain an operable power armor that could work as a deep diving suit. Your team found one half buried in a beach not very far away, sadly, it was being breached by pirates. Combat between your group and the sea scum ensued and despite not being very useful in the fight your team ended winning. And its not like you have been slacking at all, you have been helping in other ways, for example by rebuilding an old Armored Personnel Carrier, fixing some lights and other small electronics and by managing to repair the rusted Power Armor. You were so tired from all that work and combat that after returning you simply went to bed.

You wake up from your dreamless sleep and feel well rested. Next to you await a milk bottle and some slightly rancid cookies. Not bad at all, you have indeed eaten way worse breakfasts. In one occasion you even had to survive an entire week with nothing but rainwater and strawberry flavoured toothpaste, but that's a story for another day.

Slowly you start to munch your food and stay in bed for a little longer, pondering on your past, present and future. You had left everything behind to come to Hawaii and now you were piss poor, there was no way back now, at least not unless you truly managed to find a valuable treasure. After yawning and stretching you finally stand up and see that the grownups of the group are working, the kids are still peacefully snoring.

>>3615500
Asuka the team leader and muscle of the group was carrying bags here and there. It seems that this was all the things that they managed to loot from the pirates. Perhaps you should check it out before the rest get all the good gear. You should also talk to her about the Power Armor. Since she is the team leader she seems to want to be the one who goes underwater, but to do so you will need to recalibrate the power armor to be able to fit her tall and muscular frame and who knows if the armor is in good enough shape to endure such procedure and if having her go down is the best idea. She's the strongest member of the group after all, she might be more useful in dry land.

Jared the pilot is looking at some blueprints, he is screaming profanities under his breath to not awaken any of the kids. Whatever he plans to do it seem to be out of his knowledge. Jared seems to have affinity with machinery, but not the same one that you have. You are an engineer, a blackfinger, one who knows how machines work. He is a pilot, a worker, one who know how to use them.

The Doctor is not here, he must have gone to work to some clinic or hospital. He's only here because he believes one of these parentless kids to be his, albeit he's not sure of which one. Perhaps you can check his stuff, see if there are good chems and medicines. You have some caps on yourself, you are sure you can pay afterwards.

To be honest, you don't know much of the city. Perhaps it would be a good idea to take your rocket surfboard for a spin. To know the people around and learn more about the post apocalyptic Hawaiian culture.

>Go with Asuka and get your part of the raider items.
>Go with Asuka and speak with her about what's the next step and if she should be the one who goes down.
>Go with Jared, see what's bothering him.
>Go and check the doctor's stash and his belongings.
>Go for a ride. You deserve some free time after all.
>Other option, write in.

>>3615505
>Go with Asuka and get your part of the raider items.
then
>Go with Asuka and speak with her about what's the next step and if she should be the one who goes down.

>>3615517
We need to upgrade our gun.

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Well, we are off to a slow start. Writing now. Also, I've made Dillinger in Fo4. Hope you all like it!

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>>3615505
>Go with Asuka and get your part of the raider items.
>Go with Asuka and speak with her about what's the next step and if she should be the one who goes down.

>>3615505
>Go with Asuka and speak with her about what's the next step and if she should be the one who goes down.

You walk towards Asuka. Her name indicated that she had japanese ancestry, and so it showed her almond shaped eyes and obsidian black straight hair. Albeit, any other typical aspect of the japanese people was gone, diluted after generations of mixing. She had tanned caramel brown skin that was dotted with freckles from head to toes and her eyes were emerald colour.

It didn't mattered much thought, racism and genetic purity are incredibly inane things when you are in the wasteland where you have to focus on things like fending off mutant beasts and having enough food to survive. Only the most well equipped factions and groups could worry about racial homogeneity; this is it, the Enclave and the Brotherhood of Steel, which except in very rare cases only accepted humans free of mutations among their members.

She towers over you, her body being about a head taller than you. When she notices you getting closer she smiles, showing her crome teeth. Despite being cute and bubbly she was still a girl that could rip your head off with the swing of her bat, it's true, you have seen it in person.

"Good morning sleepyhead." She says with a bright smile.

"Morning Asuka."

"Ready for the next step of our plan?" She said clearly excited, tapping her feet and toes and doing small hops even if she was carrying a box that could easily weight as much as you did.

"Yeah, sure. Which is?"

"Jared is looking for a way of turning the APC into a amphibious vehicle. Like our boatcar, but better. It would allow us to travel quicker and more safely into the Wilcomm & Herz Chemical factory. That's supposedly were the liquid sealant is located. It's a must if we are to go to such deep profundities. Anyway, we scouted the place about a week ago and saw that the factory is half sunken. Well, depends on the tides. If we go quickly we can reach it before it becomes flooded again. Afterwards we will return and the kids and the Doctor will apply the sealant while we search for the air recycling chip. The power armour will be connected by a chain and have a tube connected to a pump to get fresh air but we just want to get the chip just in case. With the chip we should have around five minutes of air in case the pump breaks. Just enough time to pull the chain up. Jared also believes that we might tweak the chip to build some kind of balloon that will be able to carry the treasure and the power armor up in less than a minute. That would be handy."

>>3615834
"Who do you think that should be the one who descends?"

"Well, I always imagined that it would be me. There was no other viable option before you appeared. But the armor fits you like a glove and you have already proven to know how to use it. I think it would be better if you were the one who goes down. Besides, one has to control the chain and radio comms and other has to control the water pump, perhaps it would be a good idea if I stayed with them and defended them in case anyone attacks us. I could also control the radio or the pump if...well, let's hope not...but if any of them dies."

She seemed sad at the idea of risking their lives. The children would be safe, but Jared and the others were risking their lives.

"Hey..Dillinger. Thank you. I really mean it. We were desperate. I had even considered leaving everyone to their own luck and becoming a merc or a bounty hunter... I would have hated myself for it but I have to look for myself! We barely have enough food for another week. This is our last hope."

You return her a sympathetic smile and nod, not knowing what to say.

>Go with Asuka and get your part of the raider items.

"Need any help with the boxes?" You intervene, trying to break this awkward moment.

"Oh no, don't worry! I'm just separating the things that we can use and the things that are for selling. Most of these raider pirates had chems and hard booze that shouldn't be near children."

"Anything in there that I might use?"

"Well, take a look and tell me, but please, don't take a lot of stuff, we need to sell something to buy fuel and food."

>Take 2 Items:

>A few Whiskey bottles, you can make molotovs with these.
>Some raider armor pieces. Made from junk metal, cloth and whatever was available. +2 Dam Resistance.
>Grappling Hook: The Grappling Hook is an artefact that can shoot a projectile, capable of perforating rock and metal that is linked with a chain. This chain can be then tensed and retracted, allowing people to reach places that are out of their reach. It can also be used to disarm, take objects out of reach or pull people.
>A bunch of low quality metal and mechanical gizmos: +2 to repair dice rolls.
>Moss covered repeater rifle: 1d8 damage.

>>3615836
>Grappling Hook: The Grappling Hook is an artefact that can shoot a projectile, capable of perforating rock and metal that is linked with a chain. This chain can be then tensed and retracted, allowing people to reach places that are out of their reach. It can also be used to disarm, take objects out of reach or pull people.
>A few Whiskey bottles, you can make molotovs with these.
Never know when you need some to get through the day.

>>3615836
>Grappling Hook: The Grappling Hook is an artefact that can shoot a projectile, capable of perforating rock and metal that is linked with a chain. This chain can be then tensed and retracted, allowing people to reach places that are out of their reach. It can also be used to disarm, take objects out of reach or pull people.
>A bunch of low quality metal and mechanical gizmos: +2 to repair dice rolls.

>>3615858
+1

>>3615858
+1

>>3615836
>grappling hook
>armor pieces

>>3615836
>Grappling Hook: The Grappling Hook is an artefact that can shoot a projectile, capable of perforating rock and metal that is linked with a chain. This chain can be then tensed and retracted, allowing people to reach places that are out of their reach. It can also be used to disarm, take objects out of reach or pull people.
>A bunch of low quality metal and mechanical gizmos: +2 to repair dice rolls.

You grab the grappling hook, it is a weird device, not made by pre-War machinery, but neither by some junker out there in the wasteland. The metal is somewhat crude and dented but you can see that whoever built and designed this knew what it was doing. It doesn't takes you look to find a small pressed seal in the metal, a tentacle grabbing an anchor, the symbol of the Sons of Kanaloa. It is a small metallic gauntlet that clasps to your right forearm with some leather straps, around it coils a metallic cable ended on a sharp arrow. On the other end lies a small gas deposit and a small red button. Press it and the arrow will be launched forwards with enough Newtons of pressure to lodge into metal and rock. It could also be used as a weapon in a dire situation but it isn't accurate enough to properly work in combat. You are also sure that you could disarm the mechanism and connect it to your Laser Pistol or some other gun.

"Nice..." You say as you put it. Now you have a makeshift pip-boy on your left arm and the grappling hook in the other. It's a good thing that Hawaii is so hot because otherwise your forearms would always be cold.

Besides that you also take several metallic objects. Gears, bolts and nuts, small plaques. Just junk that would not have managed to gather a great price after all. You take and take until your pockets are full. Now you are noisy as hell, specially when running and sometimes the sharp metallic bits painfully press against your chest and legs, but hey, for someone like you having this metal around will be really handy. In fact, perhaps you could start toying with your laser pistol.

>Try to upgrade your laser pistol.
>Go with Jared, help him making the APC amphibious.
>Offer your services to the other crew members, see if you can upgrade their gear.
>Other option, write in.

>>3615928
>Go with Jared, help him making the APC amphibious.

>>3615928
>>Go with Jared, help him making the APC amphibious.

>>3615928
>Go with Jared, help him making the APC amphibious.

Sorry guys but something came up! I will have to leave It for today. Next update in 13 hours, perhaps in 4 instead if I am lucky enough.

I was thinking of doing a dice roll for the APC option but since Im letting you down It will be an automatic success instad.

We earn 800 exp points. We level up!

Here are the perks to chose from:

>Standard Perks:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/17lByiQu0HWGGJrxEx-L1yL5pFQTAbE_abbrSClSn-Ps/edit?usp=sharing

>Racial Perks:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1bDWe2DsgK5dr-WPCZx9wpKEAu7JyG-8biuiWqaOBrRM/edit?usp=sharing

>>3615984
Fuck. Change of plans. I have time to write. In the meanwhile you can still look at the perks because we are totes going to level up.

>>3615984
Computer Whiz will probably help

>>3615984
Racial Perk Comprehension. Since INT is our main stat we should get this to the third level.

>>3616059
Supporting, we must be big brain.

>>3616059
Supporting

>>3616059
BRAIN

>>3615928
>Go with Jared, help him making the APC amphibious.

Calmly you walk towards Jared who know seems to be angry and stressed. His dark skin was now pale, big sweat drops fall from his brown and his otherwise completely blue eyes are now bloodshot, creating a purple-ish ring around the area where his pupils should be.

"What's the problem?" You ask as you see him whisper profanities to the APC's blueprints.

"Remember when I told you that I'm good with cars and planes but shit at boats? Well, then, I'm wondering how the hell I will do with this! What will I be? Good or bad??"

He then grabs the blueprints, makes a paper ball with it and throws it angrily, it didn't fly very far away.

"Look, it will be like the carboat. You are good with it right?" You reply.

"The carboat is a piece of shit. The Sons of Kanaloa make these by grabbing old car wrecks, putting a weak diesel engine on it and a propeller at the end. You can't drive them when it's stormy. They are only useful for the city and when its calm and sunny. Hell, they are even lacking in land, their engines are barely capable of driving off road or uphill. But this...this is going to be a beast. I found this blueprint in one of the boxes lying around about a year ago. The pre-war military were planning on converting several of these big boys into something similar to a Higgins boat from WWII."

You then remembered the lessons that Saltgut gave you. Lessons about how you have to respect the seas and how to handle a ship. You sit him down on a nearby chair and make him pay attention to everything he taught you. Jared listens to you patiently, nodding every now and then, muttering something to himself every time that you explain something that he wondered about, saying things like "That makes sense..." or "I get it...yeah I think I get it."

At the end he feels much better. His eyes return to his "normal" cerulean blue and his face looks healthier.

"Besides, if the military were planning to use these then they must be sturdy as hell. If you crash against anything chances are that the other side will be completely busted and you will barely chip the APC's paint." You say, finishing your lessons with a reassuring thought.

>>3616162


"Yeah, hell yeah!" He screams as he stands up and goes to grab the blueprints.

"So, you don't really have any mechanical problems with turning the APC amphibious?"

"Oh yeah, that too. It's just that I was so worried about driving this thing in water that I didn't even stop to think if we can truly make it run on water."

"So...can we?"

"Kinda... Alright I don't know. Apparently the local police forces were about to do the tunning and then test the APC but then the bombs fell. When we found this place we sold everything that seemed valuable but had no value for us. That surely means that we might have sold important pieces. But I think there might be spares. I've been keeping some stuff in case we needed some emergency money. "

"Well done." You say, trying to make him feel better. "Care to show me where these things are?"

He nods and takes you to a small shelf full of boxes. You start to look around and get to work alongside him, Sakura ends joining too and so do some of the kids that feel useful and love to participate with small chores like handing you tools. Just like Jared thought some of the needed pieces were gone but by scrapping the carboat and by using some of the junk metal that you had grabbed before you all managed to turn the APC into something capable of driving on water. It was a real engineering feat because externally it did not look very different. It now had small hanging buoys on the sides, four propellers on the backside and a more rounded shape.

You feel proud with yourself, you feel stronger and wiser, you feel like you comprehend things better.

>Take it for a test run. Drive it across the city and take it to the sea.
>Drive towards the sealant factory. Doesn't matters if there is high or low tide now.
>Paint a jolly roller on it, take it to the beach with the kids. Play pirates with them and relax for a while.
>Other option, write in.

>>3616165
>>Take it for a test run. Drive it across the city and take it to the sea.

>>3616165
>Other option, write in.
>Try to upgrade your laser pistol.
then
>Drive towards the sealant factory. Doesn't matters if there is high or low tide now.

>>3616165
>Take it for a test run. Drive it across the city and take it to the sea.
just in case something goes wrong
i guess we can just sit in the back and try upgrading our laser pistol if all goes well

Oh hey, don't we have 10 skill points to spend? Put them all on SCIENCE
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>>3616224
Oh shit, you are right son! Everybody choose where to dump our skill points!

10 IN REPAIR, WE MUST FIX THE PAST AND THE BUILD THE FUTURE!

>>3616232
>forgetting about skill points
Todd's magic almost got to you, be careful
i'm voting for 5 in science and 5 in repairs

>>3616232
Energy Weapons (PER): 15+2 =17 + 3=>20
Investigation (PER): 6+2 =8 + 1=>9
Repair (INT): 15 + 3=>18
Science (INT): 15 + 3=>18

>>3616207
>Tell Jared to take it for a test run.
while we
>Try to upgrade your laser pistol.

>>3616245
Support

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>>3616165
>Try to upgrade your laser pistol.

Motivated by your huge success and feeling hyped up and with your neurons excited you grab your crusty pistol and take it towards the hideout's workshop. You walk mechanically, looking only at your gun, thinking in ways of improving it. If your team mates didn't know you better they would have thought that you were a psycho trying to think ways of killing everyone.

You sit down, grab and clean all the salt and find underneath a Van Graff seal. It is interesting that this weapon has made all the way from Vegas. But since this gun was taken from the plane's debris it isn't all that surprising.

Carefully you put all your tools and scrap on the table to think of more ways of working out. Then, you carefully consider all your options, sadly, you only have enough gear for two modifications.

>Chose Two:

>Photon Exciter: Increases the critical chance. We will have to roll a 9 instead of a 10 in the 2d10 roll.
>Beta Wave Tuner: Adds incendiary damage. Enemies will catch fire for three turns. They can roll on the floor or use water to recover. Can also be used to light cigars or start campfires.
>Maximized Capacitor: Turns the damage from a 1d4 to a 1d6.
>Taser-fork: A metallic fork connected to a small battery that electrifies its prods. In close range you can use your ranged weapon as a melee one. It counts as a Switchblade with Tesla Damage.
>Hot-Red Rebar: A small rebar pole that is has been turned red hot thanks to a Fission Battery. In close range you can use your ranged weapon as a melee one. It counts as a Switchblade with Pyro Damage.
>Magnet: An active magnet, with two nails protuding from them. In close range you can use your ranged weapon as a melee one. It counts as a Switchblade with EMP Damage.
>Homemade Scope: It gives +5 to all ranged weapon dice rolls.

>>3616262
Support

We will decide between these two as they are the ones with the most votes.

>>3616245
1
>>3616262
2

>>3616276
>Photon Exciter: Increases the critical chance. We will have to roll a 9 instead of a 10 in the 2d10 roll.
>Maximized Capacitor: Turns the damage from a 1d4 to a 1d6.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3616281
Fug

>>3616276
>Homemade Scope: It gives +5 to all ranged weapon dice rolls.
>Photon Exciter: Increases the critical chance. We will have to roll a 9 instead of a 10 in the 2d10 roll.

I gotta go again. I might be back in around 2 to 3 hours, but I won't be online for long because it will be around 1-2 am for me.

If I don't get back it will be because I was too tired and I went to bed, in that case the next reply will be in around 11 hours.

See you!

>>3616276
>Maximized Capacitor
>Magnet
the magnet will probably be useful against robots

>>3616276
>Beta Wave Tuner: Adds incendiary damage. Enemies will catch fire for three turns. They can roll on the floor or use water to recover. Can also be used to light cigars or start campfires.
Anons...
>Adds incendiary damage
>ADDS INCENDIARY DAMAGE
>ADDS INCENDIARY DAMAGE!!!!!!!
>iNcEnDiArY DaMaGe!!!!!!!
> THREE TURNS. THREE TURNS!
>Maximized Capacitor: Turns the damage from a 1d4 to a 1d6.

>>3616276
>Beta Wave Tuner: Adds incendiary damage. Enemies will catch fire for three turns. They can roll on the floor or use water to recover. Can also be used to light cigars or start campfires.
>Maximized Capacitor: Turns the damage from a 1d4 to a 1d6.
Damage and utility.

>>3616313
>>3616323
You guys seem to know what’s what so I’ll support.

Alright. Beta Wave Tuner and Maximized Capacitor it is.

If we burn someone then it will receive 3d4 damage. The first turn the first d4 and so on. Critical attacks will do 6d4 damage. The first turn the first 2d4 and so on.

>>3616276
>Beta Wave Tuner: Adds incendiary damage. Enemies will catch fire for three turns. They can roll on the floor or use water to recover. Can also be used to light cigars or start campfires.
>Maximized Capacitor: Turns the damage from a 1d4 to a 1d6.

You take a screwdriver and start to open the Laser Pistol to work on its guts. First you take out all the damaged or burned out cables and exchange them for new ones, a few ones are even substituted with fiber optics, you just hope they manage to hold the heat. The circuits of the pistol are also repaired and soldered back, you even decide to add your personal touch and write your name inside an empty space of a circuit board, nobody will ever see it, but you know its there. The pistol's lenses are also misaligned, you painstakingly put them all perfectly aligned and then substitute the gun's thermobaric stabilizer with a gold foiled ring. As a last touch, you carefully oil all the mechanisms and screw everything back together.

After an hour your gun looks good as new. It is now slightly heavier but not by much. You insert a new microfusion cell and load it, then the gun vibrates and starts to buzz, almost eagerly. The gun's barrel starts to get warm, slowly at first but then accelerating until reaching its critical point. It gets so hot that you can even see the end of the barrel shimmering the light and producing schlieren.

>Repair challenge completed!
>No dice needed: Our skill +20 and the -2 from Comprehension and the -2 from the low quality metal made us automatically succeed.
>400 exp gained!

With your new gun in your hip you go back towards the APC and see everybody getting ready to hop in. Only the kids and the Doctor will stay behind. You don't know much of the doctor but you can see that he's the least involved one with the treasure hunt. You won't be surprised if one day he simply ceases to believe that one of these kids is his and he simply disappears.

"Jared told me that you know a thing or two about sailing so you are going to ride shotgun and take the wheel in case anything happens." Asuka says as he gets ready to hop in. "Oh by the way, do you think we should take the power Armour? I'm kinda worried about leaving it here unprotected."

>Teach the Doctor how to use the Power Armor, he's slightly smaller than you so he won't be able to properly use it but at least he and the kids will be safer.
>The armour will be fine. Don't worry.
>Get on the Power Armor and hop on the APC.
>Other option, write in.

>>3616521
>Get on the Power Armor and hop on the APC.

>>3616530
Support.

>>3616530
Supporting

>>3616521

>Get on the Power Armor and hop on the APC.
might as well take this test to the extreme

>>3616521
>Get on the Power Armor and hop on the APC.

"Think about it this way. If we leave the armor here then raiders, pirates or whatever might be tempted to enter and steal it, and they won't care about killing doc or the children. We better take it out, I still need some time to get used to it anyway."

She looks at you, then at the children and nods.

"Alright, I will tell them to wait for a couple of minutes more to give you enough time to go and return with the armor." She says as she looks back at the APC.

You walk towards the small power armor station that they have built. It's not really a station, its more like a couple of hanging chains and metallic supports to rest the armor on. It just works.

Moving behind the T-45 you put the Fusion Core inside and move the handle to open it. Soon several servos and mechanisms start to whistle and awaken as the armor opens like a reverse iron maiden. Before getting inside you connect your Pip-Boy with the suit and drill a small hole on the right forearm to allow your Grappling Hook to function. With everything ready you finally step inside and see it close behind you. It is kind of claustrophobic but you know that these suits are like new shoes, they might be uncomfortable at first but ultimately you always get used to them.

You might need some extra time thought to feel comfortable, your captain's hat is pressing against the helmet's interior and so do your stylish glasses. All the rivets and metallic pieces of your pockets are now also pressing against your skin and flesh. God it hurts.

>T-45 Power armor:
• +2 Strength
• -2 Agility
• +1 Charisma
• -20 HP received from all damage sources
• -5 Radiation points received

>>3616749
You try to forget the pain, its not really hurtful, just annoying. It's a small price to pay for being a walking tank. You test the servomotors and piezoelectric mechanisms and return to the garage. Once next to the APC you attempt to get inside in the copilot's seat but it's simply impossible, you are too big and bulky.

"I have an idea!" Says Sally, the always cheerful ghoulette sniper teen with nervous tics. She went towards her room and returned with a big blanket with a Hawaiian floral pattern. White flowers over a mostly faded red background.

"Lie on your stomach while we drive and cover yourself with the blanket, once we are outside the city and away from privy eyes you can stand up and uncover yourself!"

"Worth taking a shot." You say as you hop on top of the vehicle's cannon and cover yourself.

You all await until it is dark enough and then drive out with the lights out and the radio turned off. Slowly the APC starts moving across the Honolulan canals, going across smaller streets and half sunken tunnels to avoid the most populated areas. The good thing is that even if someone witnesses you the amphibian nature of the APC allows it to drive on top of collapsed buildings and whoever might dare to follow you won't be able to keep up with going both on sea and on land.

Finally, and with the skyline of the city far away you all reach the beach, just in time to see the sun descend and the night stars appear. Today we had an Awash moon. Since it broke down people stopped calling it a Full moon, as it wasn't truly full after all.

The APC has managed to run on water pretty well, but that had been on the clear and peaceful street canals, the rowdy and savage sea is going to be a completely different challenge.

Jared hits the vehicle's side twice to indicate you that it is safe to go out and with a swift movement you grab the blanket and tie it around your neck like a cape before standing up. It's a shame that nobody can see you now as they are all inside the vehicle because honestly, you feel like you look epic, or perhaps like a dork. After a while you feel somewhat embarrassed and simply untie the cape and let it flow with the wind as your amphibious transport goes further and further into the sea.

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>>3616753
The more you all advanced the more rowdy the waves got but this, this was nothing compared with your hypercharged rocket surfboard so you can handle it pretty well. Damn, now would have been a good time to test if it is strong enough to hold a power armor. You shrug that thought of your head, if it failed you would sink to the bottom of the ocean, you would die and the rest would miss their only opportunity of improving their lives.

While you are distracted thinking about awesome Power Armoured Rocket Powered Surfboarding a whistling bullet impacts on your shoulder. It isn't strong enough to penetrate your armor but since it caught you off guard it almost makes you lose your balance and fall to your doom.

"Those are the fuckers I told you about!" Says a roughed voice before sending a stream of creative insults.

You look at the source of the profanities and see a boat covered in rusty plaques, spikes and turrets. After a quick glance you recognise some faces of the people on deck, they are the pirates that ran away in the beach. Perhaps attacking some pirates and then going into the sea wasn't the brightest of the ideas.

>Charge! Make Jared ram the ship, hopefully this will create a hole in their hull and sink them.
>Retreat! Retreat! We did not came here to fight today!
>Ask them to attack with the main cannon.
>Get me closer! I want to board them! It's time to test this armor and my new gun!
>Other option, write in.

>>3616756
>Ask then to attack with the main cannon.
>Write in
Can we try and fix the other guns?

>>3616756
i have an idea
>aim for the lowest plate with your grappling hook and try to yank it off

>>3616768
Oh shit this is also a good idea
But there might be good loot on board if we avoid sinking it

>>3616756
>>Ask them to attack with the main cannon.

>>3616756
>>Get me closer! I want to board them! It's time to test this armor and my new gun!

>>3616756
>Write in
"Can we try and fix the other guns?" You scream to them, your voice slightly distorted due to the helmet's speakers.

"Dude!" Screams Jared as he frantically attempts to avoid crashing against the pirate ship. "We have no tools, no spare parts, no time and no way of fixing the machineguns! And we sold all their ammo months ago! The only reason we still have some cannon munitions is because we couldn't find anyone crazy enough to need howitzer shells!"

>Ask them to attack with the main cannon.

"Then whoever is manning the main cannon! Shoot at will!" You scream back.

You don't know who is going to shoot, surely Sally as she is small enough to comfortably enter in such tight space and is a better shot than Sakura. You see the turret slowly turning around and aiming at the boat as the APC sails away. You are on top of the cannon right now, observing everything. You think you will be able to handle the vibration and noise, but you are a fool. When the cannon shots the shockwave sends a tsunami of pain across your legs and all the way up to your head, you see the power armor's pistons whirring in pain after having absorbed most of the explosion. It was worth it thought.

The artillery shell flew directly onto the boat's lower hull, to an unprotected weakpoint. First it penetrated the thick metal and then once it was inside exploded violently, sending fire, smoke and shrapnel everywhere.

The pirate ship screams in pain as its metallic structure is painfully bending and being filled with water. The lights go off and a noisy raid siren starts to blare all across the ship. Everybody starts to panic, some even start to infight to get the only working life boat.

>Let the pirates drown. They have attacked you twice. They deserve it.
>There's still some space in the APC. Search across the survivors, take the youngest ones with you, the ones that can still change their ways and lead a good life.
>Sooner or later the sea will claim their lives. Shoot them again, send all the ship to hell. It's mercy.
>Other option, write in.

>>3616845
>>There's still some space in the APC. Search across the survivors, take the youngest ones with you, the ones that can still change their ways and lead a good life.

>>3616845
>Let the pirates drown. They have attacked you twice. They deserve it.
and if they never learned how to swim or can't grab something that floats, they REALLY deserve it

also
>ask your crew if they can mark down the location of their ship to check the wreck later

>>3616850
Agreed.

>>3616850
This
And
>ask your crew if they can mark down the location of their ship to check the wreck later

>>3616860
+1
If we take any of them either they will steal from them or kill other kids so big no there

>>3616875
You have a point. Why the fucking isn’t Asuka giving the orders, why are we deciding this shit?

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Alright guys, I want to continue but it's 3 am for me. Next update will be in around 9 hours, perhaps more. I won't be very active tomorrow and I won't be active at all on Tuesday.

>And as always I might have some time to answer questions or whatever so feel free to ask whatever you want!

>>3616886
It's explained in the previous thread. Asuka allows it because despite being stronger than us she is still shy and trusts us to give the best orders. Excerpts from the previous thread:

>Asuka then froze, she is strong and powerful, but she is still green and a novice in these aspects. She grabs your hand and looks at you with a worried sick expression that it desperately asking you for instruction or guidance.
>We cannot delay this, we have no reason to do so. What do you think we should do, fight in the arena or attempt to steal the raider's power armor?" She asks you, it seems that the rest are too green and young to be asked for advice. Despite being kind of weak too she seemed to respect you for managing to travel all the way from the mainland, if only she knew what truly happened...

>>3616891
Yeah, hey, I got a question: how do you deal with jerks on here?
I know this isn’t qst related but I’m a thin skinned new fag and have no idea how to deal with internet hive mind.

Also, this is an amazing quest. I only wish more people were active on it.

>>3616907
Okay sweet. Thanks for the answers.

>>3616875
Also they already short on resources and we giving them extra mouths to feed.

>>3616886
She has self confidence issues, and when we showed up aas a another "adult", she pushed responsibilities upon us

Leaving them probably won't be the healthiest thing for our state of mind. But its better than getting shanked by 11 year old.

Remember lesson with exploding collar. Wasteland its shitty dangerous place.

>>3616919
Yeah I getcha. She does seem pretty meek. It’s kinda cute actually.

>>3616912
>Yeah, hey, I got a question: how do you deal with jerks on here?
Ignore them. Most of the times the players are nice and will attack anyone who is being a jackass so that's cool. In case they are really annoying you can hide their comments or even report them by clicking on the small right pointing triangle to the right of the post number.

>>3616927
Thanks mate. Sorry for asking about that. :) You’re a cool guy
Have a good night QM and I hope there’s a good thread tomorrow

>>3616912
>Yeah, hey, I got a question: how do you deal with jerks on here?
There are only nice people here you fag! Got any problem with us?!
sarcasm
Do you know how to roll dice?
Or that if you press ctrl + s its creates spoiler?

>>3616935
No I’m a big boy I can handle it :’(

I knew how to roll dice I didn’t know you could create spoilers like that
Thanks :)

Quick question QM, didn't you describe the captain's hat as one of them old skool tricone hats but used a modern one in the fallout 4 pics?

I know it's such a petty thing and Im sorry if I upset you, absolutely love the quest!

>>3617026
Oh fuck I think he did

So I've read this thread so far, but I didn't read what happened in the first thread after we cooked the mirelurks. Could someone fill me in?

>>3617026
You are right!

Its just that between the pirate hat and the submariner hat It wears in the picture I preferred how the submariner one looked.

I will take a pic of him with a tricorn as soon as I can.

>>3617044
Lots of things:

>We go to meet the Sons of Kanaloa higher ups and witness the island's forges and factores. Its all robot and slave driven.
>We discover that the explosive collar wasnt even active. Then a second later It gets activated by the Sons.
>We are forced to participate in a religious sacrifice ritual for the Sons and end throwing some people to a volcano. This ends scarring us mentally.
>We end deactivating the collar. We still have It on ourselves thought.
>The Captain confort us. Teaches us how to cope with loss and how to endure the dark side of the wasteland.
>We also speak with Saltgut about becoming a Sea Captain. Someone who can lead the team and the Rustbucket. He teaches you how to sail the seas.
>We get better psychologically speaking and start heading to the island of Oahu
>We help Saltgut sell all the fish in the market and then tell the group that you want to be on your own for a while.
>The group promises to always have a bed ready for you in case you wanna go back and say that they will return to the island in two weeks
>We say our goodbyes and return to the marketplace to see some crazy Ghoul selling broken Pip-Boys.
>He mentions that a box full of them appeared in the sea in front of his house one day. He believes that there is a sunken cargo ship not very far away and that It is full of valuable stuff.
>You fix one of the pip-boys and the technologically inadapted Ghoul believes you have broken It and kicks you out.
>Your acts have gathered the attention of a small group composed of a few young adults and some kids.
>They are all orphans that have to live and survive on their own. Ohana is a nation that aspires to be like pre-War America but It is poor and thus cannot take care of its orphans.
>They tell you that there is truly a treasure down there and that they have been planning how to recover It for weeks. They ask for your help as they lack a techie.
>You accept and go towards their hideout. A small half sunken police warehouse with a few rooms in the second floor.
>You help them repair a military APC and use It to ride towards a beach far away from the city where a suit of power armor lies under the sand.
>Some pirates have also found the armor and are trying to open It.
>Your group starts shooting them and end killing a few and driving the others away.
>You fix the power armor and take It back to the hideout.

And that's pretty much It!

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>>3617026
Here is a more correct version.

>>3616845
>>There's still some space in the APC. Search across the survivors, take the youngest ones with you, the ones that can still change their ways and lead a good life.
Make sure they don't try to kill you or your friends, if the try something trow them to the sea, they lose their second chance.

>>3616845
>Sooner or later the sea will claim their lives. Shoot them again, send all the ship to hell. It's mercy.
This attack was literally a direct consequence of letting pirate scum get away, why the FUCK would we do it again?

>>3617875
When are you thinking of running today?

>>3617953
I will be free in 2 hours and a half. I usually need around 20 minutes to write so expect the next reply in aproximately 3 hours.

>>3617958
Coolio

>>3617925
You have a point. I’m usually such a moralityfag that I instinctually pick it regardless of whether or not it makes things worse :(

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>>3616845
>Sooner or later the sea will claim their lives. Shoot them again, send all the ship to hell. It's mercy.
>Let the pirates drown. They have attacked you twice. They deserve it.

"Let's go back home, we are done here!" You say to Jared, the APC soon starts to drive faster and faster, leaving a trail of bubbles and waves behind.

You had almost drowned not long ago, you know its a horrible way of dying but you also know that these people deserve it.

With your Laser pistol ready you aim and shoot at the closest pirates, your attacks are dexterous and clean, your laser bolts opening holes in their heads and sending them to an immediate and painless death.

The people inside the APC turn on the radio and turn up the volume as much as they can. They want to drown the pirate's desperate screams and your mercy shots.

As the pirate vessel continues to sink you start to notice an oil puddle in the waters, the ship's fuel deposits are leaking.You lack skill to snipe down the few ones that are far away. You think of another way of ending them all.

With your incendiary laser pistol you aim at the oil leak and with a single cracking beam turn it alight. The fire soon extends into the boat. You barely have enough time to cover your face before the entire thing becomes engulfed in a fiery mushroom cloud.

Regardless of how loud the radio was inside of the APC they must have heard the explosion. When the ringing in your ears is gone you notice that someone is sobbing inside.

You remove your helmet and notice that you can't avoid crying. The wind carries the smell of smoke, fuel, saltwater, blood and charred meat. During the next weeks the waves will carry their corpses and gory remnants to the coasts of Oahu, some might even reach all the way to Honolulu.

I guess that you cannot avoid it, death follows your every step, even all the way to Hawaii. Frustrated with how the events developed but happy because none of your team ended wounded or dead you punch your chest and look at the broken moon before putting your helmet back again.

>Ask your crew if they can mark down the location of their ship to check the wreck later

When you look back at the ship there's nothing left but smoke and a few floating debris. You think of asking them to mark this location to later search it but to be honest, perhaps its for the better to leave them all alone. You instead use your Pip-Boy instead and mark the coordinates, when you have your armor and everything ready to go underwater you will be able to return here and loot whatever valuable these pirates might have been carrying.

>Sleep for today. Let the group rest and head into the sealant factory tomorrow, they need time to recover both physically and mentally.
>Our team barely has enough food to last for a week. Time is not on our side, order Jared to head into the sealant factory now.
>These people are a lost cause, wait until they are all asleep and steal the power armor and the APC.
>Other option. Write in.

>>3618151
>>Sleep for today. Let the group rest and head into the sealant factory tomorrow, they need time to recover both physically and mentally.

>>3618151
>Our team barely has enough food to last for a week. Time is not on our side, order Jared to head into the sealant factory now.

>>3618151
I will switch from this >>3618160
to
>Our team barely has enough food to last for a week. Time is not on our side, order Jared to head into the sealant factory now.

>>3618151
>>Our team barely has enough food to last for a week. Time is not on our side, order Jared to head into the sealant factory now.

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>>3618151
>Our team barely has enough food to last for a week. Time is not on our side, order Jared to head into the sealant factory now.

"Jared, let's go to the factory, we have no time to lose!" You order him, he doesn't gives you verbal answer but you know he heard you because as soon as you reach the beach he starts to drive around the outskirts of the city, the factory is not very far away.

The place is now half covered in moss and vines, there are even some trees growing on some roofs, the only areas untouched by nature are the chimneys which continue to spout toxic smoke from its rust filled columns.

"High tide!" Screams Jared. He was right, even if it was night you could see some lights and structures under the water, you were around the third floor of the place. Above a parking lot and a small office building.

Jared circled the building a couple of times but there was no clear entrance, it was a tall factory and due to the tide you were too high to reach the lower entrance but also too low to park on the roof.

"Dillinger, I think you should go ahead with the grappling hook, perhaps you can find of a way for us to enter." Asuka screams from below.

>Get out of the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.
Normal Athletics Test (My 1d12+5 vs your 1d12+3)
>Continue on the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.
Hard Athletics Test (My 1d12+10 vs your 1d12+3)
>Power armors can get underwater for some time, and the pressure shouldn't be too big. Hop down from the APC and access from underwater.
>Other option, write in.

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d12 + 3)

>>3618268
>Get out of the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.
if that doesn't work, we can probably just wait a few hours

Rolled 4 + 3 (1d12 + 3)

>>3618268
>>Get out of the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.

Rolled 3 + 3 (1d12 + 3)

>>3618268
>Get out of the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.

Rolled 4 + 5 (1d12 + 5)

Alright, I will roll too.

>>3618268
>Get out of the power armor and use the grappling hook to get into the roof and access the interior.
>Easy athletics challenge: My 1d12+5 vs their 1d12+3
>QM Rolled 9
>Players rolled 11
Success
>300 exp earned
>6300/10000 exp in total

The waters are still, the factory acts like a barrier of some kind. You order Jared to drive close to the walls where the waters are even calmer. You get out of the Power Armor and reassure that it wont fall down, luckily there's enough space for the armor to stand up comfortably and stay stable enough to not fall from the waves or the tide changes.

Once outside you aim your new grappling hook up and shoot. The pressure air used to shoot the arrowhead projectile whistles as the metallic cable untangles from your forearm with a slithering movement and leaves behind a trail of sparks. You hear a solid 'clink' sound and pull the cable a couple of times to be sure that it is well attached.

You once more push the mechanism's button and see how it starts to ascend you up and up towards the ceiling, it is the first time you do this and you are piss scared. You look down and see the APC getting smaller and smaller the higher you go. The hook is surprisingly powerful and it has been able to ascend you in a vertiginous speed. With a final jump and a somewhat clumsy somersault you reach the ceiling and see several interesting things.

There is a dead Protectron lying in there next to a skeleton and what seem to be a makeshift radio tower.

There's also a rusty door covered in vines and leaves, it surely leads down.

A hole in the roof also connects with the interior, perhaps you can use the grappling hook and descend from it.

>Check the broken robot and the corpse.
>Check the stair door.
>Check the hole in the ground.

>>3618316
>>Check the broken robot and the corpse.

>>3618316
>Check the broken robot and the corpse.
>Check if you can repair and reprogram it, or loot it for parts and equipment.

>>3618316
>Check the broken robot and the corpse.

>>3618316
>check the radio, mark the current station and see if you can use it short range to stay in contact with the rest of your group
>Check the broken robot and the corpse.

>>3618316
>Check the broken robot and the corpse.

>>3618316
>Check the broken robot and the corpse.
>Check if you can repair and reprogram it, or loot it for parts and equipment.

The corpse is nothing but bones and dust, its lab coat weathered to nothing. It looks like it died during the great War or shortly afterwards. By its position and the laser holes in its ribcage it seems that it was the robot the one who killed it.

You move towards the robot and see a strange dark and bubbly substance covering most of its chassis. It's black and oily, cold to the touch and leaves a squirming sensation on your fingers when you touch it. You pop one of the black bubbles and see some foul smelling cloud of toxic fumes bursting from it.

Inhaling whatever that was made you cough hard and your eyes water, you ended belching and discovering that your spit was now black. Whatever that thing was it was better to stay away from it.

Carefully you opened the robot's panels and saw that the black substance was also inside, it was apparently an electricity conductor as it had apparently short circuited its combat inhibitor and other vital AI circuits. There wasn't anything salvageable from it.

As you went to move away the robot suddenly jolted back to life, grabbing your ankle with its three fingered clawed hand.


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It then pulled your leg, tackling you down.

>>3618387

"Oh fuck!"

In a split second you take your Laser Pistol and shoot it straight in the robot's egg shaped dome. With your free leg you kick its hand and liberate yourself as the laser blast starts to ignite it. Soon the entire robot is nothing but a ball of fire, it is not because of your gun's Beta Wave Tuner, the black substance it is caked in extremely flammable.

The liquid bubbles violently on its body, the bubbles bursting nonstop, releasing streams of gases that also catch on fire and creates small and violent fire columns. RobCo industries surely knew how to make sturdy robots because even after being melting alive the robot continued to drag itself with its arms until it ends falling from the ledge onto the water below.

You breathe for a while trying to catch your breath and understand what the hell happened.

>Check the radio, mark the current station and see if you can use it short range to stay in contact with the rest of your group.

You look outside to be sure that the robot is truly dead and see nothing but bubbling seawater below. You sigh exasperated and walk towards the radio tower to meddle with it. Your makeshift Pip-Boy doesn't has a radio installed on itself but it originally had one back when it was a real Pip-Boy. Luckily for you it doesn't takes you long to be able to connect your device to the radio tower to act as a transmitter and receiver, the firmware and the software were already inside of it after all

"Dillinger here. Can anyone receive me? Over."

>>3618389

Nothing but static came back, you were about to leave the tower when the answer finally came.

"̀Y̟és̻,͋ ̇A̜s̋u̻k̂a̱ ̰h̳e̻r̻e̩ ̑m͕a̾nͩn̈i͋n̖g͍ ͋t̓h̗e͊ ͤrͬaͪd̝ỉȍ. ̀Wͅe̽ ̪h͌e̪a̟rͧd̞ ̏ȃ ̋s̍pͅl̩aͧs̿h̬ȋnͨgͫ ̘ṣo̿uͨn̑dͭ ̋aͯn͌dͦ ̪s̻a͛w̚ ̪a̟ ͍l͈iͨg͐h̜tͣ ͭo̼n͖ ̞t̄h͑e̬ ͯr͎o̫o̝fͪ,̫ ̠a͗r̆e̩ ̍y̼o͈u̍ ͨa̩l͓r̗i̽ǧh̑t̮?̞"͛

You explain to them what happened and then Jared intervenes.

"̍Tͬhͪeͬ ͊s̖e͗a̾l̯ä́n̟t͎ ͆w̿a̍s̋ ̬ȇx͛p̣ḛr͒i͌m̎eͣn͈t̓aͩl̾ ̠a̫n͊d̻ ̃d̺e͙s͗i͗g̀n̫e̊d̽ ͛tͫő ̆b͓ẻ ̤u̒s͑eͤd̫ ͮi̻n̤ ̻r͇o̖c͆k̗e͋t̪s̿ ̿aͩn̗d ̄IͅC͛B̒M͙s̮.ͣ ̫I͓t̙ ͑iͣs̰ ͅe̻x̺t̬ŕe̼mͩe̿l͗y ̩vͬo̮l̈́a͑tiͤlͧe͋ ͆ȧn̉d̐ ̂h̒ä́ṛd̿e͌n̰s̩ ̩a̗f͌t͕ērͧ ̆g̓e̎t͍t̉i͕n͍g̈́ ̈i̾ṋ ̽cͮo͕nt͛aͅcͬt͇ w͗ít̏ḫ ̺a͐i̳r͉ ͧf͓oͪrͤ ͐f̯i̯v̜eͬ ̹ḧ́o͆u̽r̫s͍.ͩ ̺Dͅi̥dͯn̾'̉tͭ ̰ǩńe̓w̻ th͈a̤tͪ ͨīt͙ ̄mͦës̊s̚e̼d̫ ̬wͣi̝t̖h̚ ̏tͤh̆e̦ ̐r̤öb̀o̭t̖'͈s̱ ͭA̗I̩.͋ S̆o͋rͬr̩y̽.̏"̬

You get angry at Jared not disclosing such details, but leave it be as arguing will lead to nowhere.

Seems like what could have been a simple task has suddenly become really dangerous. Down there there must be countless of deposits full of flammable sealant and perhaps even more crazed robots, and you are armed with a weapon that can send everything to hell with a single shot. Great!

>Use the grappling hook to descend from the hole. Perhaps you will be able to do this quickly and grab a sealed container of the stuff before any robot catches you.
>Who knows how secure that hole is and where does it lead, go down the stairs. This is risky too thought, if you find resistance and attack using your laser gun then you might find yourself trapped in some narrow and half collapsed staircase.
>You need to be connected to the radio tower to use it so its not like it is of much use now. Break it down and arm yourself with one of its lead pipes that it uses as a base. It won't be a great weapon but at least it won't ignite everything in its path.
>Return to the APC, wait until the tide goes down.

Damn it, I wrote the reply kind of in a hurry and I once again mixed past and present tense. Sorry guys.

>>3618391
>>Use the grappling hook to descend from the hole. Perhaps you will be able to do this quickly and grab a sealed container of the stuff before any robot catches you.

>>3618391
>Use the grappling hook to descend from the hole. Perhaps you will be able to do this quickly and grab a sealed container of the stuff before any robot catches you.

>>3618391
>Use the grappling hook to descend from the hole. Perhaps you will be able to do this quickly and grab a sealed container of the stuff before any robot catches you.

You tie the grappling hook's cable to an air conditioning unit and slowly start to descend, it is not easy as the device's mechanism is designed to launch the harpoon or retract it almost instantaneously, not to slowly release part of the cable.

Darkness surrounds you, but you are not alone. The foul smell of the liquid sealant floods you and makes you gag. You can also detect some movement from time to time and hear the whirring sounds of robots patrolling around you.

Slowly your eyes get more used to darkness and allow you to detect your surroundings a little bit better.

The lower floor was were they made the sealant. Around the machines there are several conveyor belts, gigantic deposits of chemicals and catwalks that the workers used to check on the deposit's pipes and other parameters.

Most of the floor is covered on the sealant, there are almost no places untouched, the doors and the windows are also caked with it and apparently sealed shut. This place is several feet under the sea level and by all accounts should be filled with water, but its dry. If you had went down with the power armor and opened the doors you would have flooded everything.

>Swing and try to reach a catwalk.
>Descend completely to the lowest floor. See if the machines are still in a working condition and if you can make some fresh sealant.
>Return up and talk with the rest of the team, ask what they think we should do.
>Other option. Write in.

>>3618458
>>Swing and try to reach a catwalk.

>>3618458
>Descend completely to the lowest floor. See if the machines are still in a working condition and if you can make some fresh sealant.

>>3618458
>>Swing and try to reach a catwalk.

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Sorry guys but I have no more free time today!

Next update will be on Wednesday at around 14 pm GMT.

>And as always I might have some time to answer questions or whatever so feel free to ask whatever you want!

>>3618498
Thanks for running my dude

Highly hypothetical question.
What would have happened if we "try to get frisky with Aurore"?

>>3618498
>>3618677
And what will happen if we try to get frisky with Asuka?

No real sex scenes because this is a blue board. Fading to black like in the Fallout games.

>>3618916
>>3618677
>What would have happened if we "try to get frisky with Aurore"?
Fade to black. +250 exp. You wake up regreting what you have done. Aurore will be extra happy and cheerful the following days. Seabreeze admits having done It too. Your legs will feel numb for weeks.

>And what will happen if we try to get frisky with Asuka?
Fade to black. +250 exp. She might fall for you and ask for more.

>>3619000
>inb4 Yandere Asuka

>>3619000
Aurore gives us numb legs for weeks and not genetic freak Asuka who dual wields super sledges? Curious.

>>3619026
with her character she'd probably act like an innocent virgin despite being built like a truck

>>3619026
She's tall and strong. But our MC is also small and weak, so to him she even feels bigger and taller. She's not inhumanly big, she's not a genetic freak.

She's a woman that likes to act thought but feels insecure and powerless agaisnt the crudity of the wasteland.

She could fall for any man that makes her feel secure and treats her well enough. Looks and being smart or rich are just optional for her.

>>3619185
New waifu located

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>>3619274
Fuck no, don't waifu someone as easy as a hooker.

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>>3619287
>year of our lord todd 2018+1
>still believing girls like Asuka are whores
>mfw

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>>3619287
I’m sorry what

>>3619274
took you long enough to realize

>>3619447
I didn't say she was a whore. Is just that hooking up with someone that vulnerable rubs me the wrong way.

>>3619463
Wait what? Why are you referring to

>>3619491
Fair point

>>3619505
it took you a long time to realize that she's waifu material

>>3619491
>I didn't say she was a whore. Is just that hooking up with someone that vulnerable rubs me the wrong way.
>>3619287
>Fuck no, don't waifu someone as easy as a hooker.
...You have a way with words, that's for sure

>>3619535
Nigga wtf are you talking about
I was on that shit like Christ was on the cross

>>3619538
It drives the point home. When it comes to romance my mentality is if it's easy it's not worth doing.

>>3619564
>if it’s easy it’s not worth doing
I could understand and even agree if it was about taking advantage of her self esteem
But this is either some inane faggotry
Or you need to give yourself some time to make a good concise post

>>3619574
Alright here's the point. I don't want to stay with the bunch of orphans any more time than we have to so I'd rather not possibly hurt a desperate girl's feelings for a quick fuck, even if she's just a shitty cardboard cutout waifu, because I like taking
good quests seriously.

Enough with the waifuposting. There will be plenty of dateable options in the future. Guys, girls and even robots.

We can have a dear heart in every port. And in Hawaii there are many ports.

>>3619629
Okay OP. Thanks for playing

>>3619628
Also fair points. It is a tense situation.

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>>3619629
What if I want to waifu a goddess?

>>3620398
Gods dead. Why do you think the bombs were dropped?

>>3619629
"Oh well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down,
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I'm around,
I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they're all the same,
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name,

They call me the wanderer
Yeah, the wanderer
I roam around, around, around..."

>>3618458
>Swing and try to reach a catwalk.

There's a pretty big fall under you, hopefully if the cable snaps it won't kill you. You slowly start to swing back and fort trying to reach a nearby catwalk, at first you look awkward as you thrust your hips without any real sense of rhythm but when you get the hold of it you start to look quite graceful and majestic.

The catwalk you aim to is pretty dark, you can barely see the safety railing and whatever lies ahead its a total mystery for you. Slow yet steadily you end gaining enough momentum to grab the rust filled railing and push yourself into solid ground. In that same instant you also release the grappling hook's cable and let it return to your forearm with a slithering movement and a soft grinding noise.

Now that you are down there you can study your surroundings with more ease. The floor you are in must be more or less on sea level, you touch the wall and feel it humid and cold, feel the throbbing of the walls hitting on the other side. From some small cracks all around you the smell of salt and small streams of sea water leak. If it weren't for all the sealant that apparently spilled during the great War this place would have flooded with water centuries ago.

The floors you are in height wise are more or less in the middle. These catwalk lead to the valves and other gauges of the big chemicals tanks used to create the sealant. Below you are the machinery and the conveyor belts and above you are the catwalks that lead to the tops of the tanks and a series of tubes that they used to fill these.

You can still see and sense a few robots patrolling over you. You better be careful with what you do.

>Go down and shoot at the sealed doors. The sealant is flammable so it should burn quickly. Once destroyed a flood of water will extinguish the fire and fill everything, allowing for the rest of the team to enter in and help you.
>Try to find a terminal that has an online connection with the robots, see if you can turn them off remotely.
>Continue wandering and study the different gauges and indicators of the chemical tanks, see if you can make any sense of what they contain.
>Other option, write in.

>>3623082
>Continue wandering and study the different gauges and indicators of the chemical tanks, see if you can make any sense of what they contain.

>>3623082
>>Try to find a terminal that has an online connection with the robots, see if you can turn them off remotely.

>>3623082
>Try to find a terminal that has an online connection with the robots, see if you can turn them off remotely.

>>3623082
>>Try to find a terminal that has an online connection with the robots, see if you can turn them off remotely.

>>3623108
Ditto

>>3623082
>Try to find a terminal that has an online connection with the robots, see if you can turn them off remotely.

As you advance you see more skeletons, most of them dead from laser wounds or apparently choked to death by the oily sealant.

You carefully walk across the catwalks and end finding a small hanging office bolted onto the walls.

The door leading to it it's busted open. The place is meek and barely has furniture, just enough space for a supervisor to work on and keep the timetables and other important papers in check. It was surely built in there and not on the ground so the supervisor could both check the upper and lower floors as quickly as possible in case any incident happened.

There isn't anything of any real value on the office. It has some small windows that lead to the exterior, you look outside and see the outline of several oversized shark fins swimming close to your location. Just what you needed.

You move away from the window, sit on the supervisor's chair and boot the terminal and see that it is locked:

ROBCO INDUSTRIES (TM) TERMLINK PROTOCOL
ENTER PASSWORD NOW
4 ATTEMPT(S) LEFT: ▮▮▮▮

0xF845 ^`"``)@['@! 0xF569 *|"$}|.-/'+
0xF821 %{(^*.+#=|? 0xF539 "(~%)){{*
0xF292 +//-)[,=!=: 0xF777 .%="!{':%
0xF913 )~^)($*!>@" 0xF938 ,@ ++'|}=
0xF593 ~[;@#~((((?. 0xF930 , ~+>={==
0xF977 +@^,-?_),# 0xF404 *,$/.^$>+ -
0xF301 ?:^]%:)!+`% 0xF145 @ _~{}|"+
0xF510 <]|!{/+_/|!../? 0xF129 $=[}?$^).$
0xF339 /([/}'<}?;< ,'* 0xF786 */#$>}_^>)
0xF287 @$@}]]#%+ 0xF926 !`^==# #+[
0xF103 ;/[>@`.!/_ ?. 0xF197 .**~;{ (}"'/_
0xF291 %.]<)`$( ]*# 0xF985 ==# #+
0xF251 $'^,-!$ /$|(~* 0xF105 [,+#@~$>
0xF779 :<', [>(@/<@ 0xF349 }_^#;*_*@
0xF964 [@| +:/,}(><!+ 0xF104 *=_ ,0w0
0xF306 + ^!{%;`@;~}} 0xF105 w0tsd1s?
0xF965 @|}"?%/#;?'| 0xF336 ?`-{>$"-';+
0xF791 $~%)){+-{>#; 0xF802 ]){ )]?,).!`+

>Hack your way into it!
Normal Athletics Test (My 1d12+5-2 vs your 1d12+20)

Rolled 9 + 3 (1d12 + 3)

>>3623305
Whoops. It is a normal science test, not an athletics one. That's why we I get a -2 in my dice roll

Rolled 10 + 20 (1d12 + 20)

>>3623305

Rolled 10 + 20 (1d12 + 20)

>>3623305

>>3623322
>>3623497
Nice.

>>3623522
We have one more roll maybe you hit 12

Rolled 12 + 20 (1d12 + 20)

>>3623305

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>>3623530
>>3623533
Nice!

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Sorry guys. I have been kind of busy. Next reply in about an hour. We will hack the shit out of that computer!

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>>3623645
Can't wait

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>>3623305
>Easy Science challenge: My 1d12+5-2 vs their 1d12+20
>QM Rolled 12
>Players rolled 22
Success
>300 exp earned
>6600/10000 exp in total

You crack your neck and prepare your hands on top of the terminal's mechanical keys, the dust in them softly tickling your fingertips.

Smarts is something that has always defined you, knowing your way around a computer is nothing new for you but still, in this occasion you even outdone yourself! You guessed the correct password in your first try! What a pity nobody is here to see what you did.

After logging in a cascade of options, data nodules and industrial reports appeared in front of you along with several journal entries.

>Turn off the robots.
>Turn on the lights.
>Read the journal entries, see what the hell happened here.
>Unlock a nearby safe.
>Search for the formula of the sealant.
>Other option, write in.

>>3623834
>Turn off the robots.

DO NOT! "Turn on the lights."

>>3623834
>Read the journal entries, see what the hell happened here.
>Search for the formula of the sealant.
>Unlock a nearby safe.
>Turn off the robots.
In that order.

>>3623834
Can we download data on the terminal into our pip-boy?

>>3623834
>Read the journal entries, see what the hell happened here.

Morbidly curious about the history of this place you skim over the journal entries of the local supervisor, a man named Simeon Shawn. Most of the entries are pretty dull and uninteresting, it seemed that he wrote simply because he feel bored, unable to become friends with the rest of the workers due to his position and simply wanted a hobby that kept him in his office and looking as if he was focused on work.

You learned a lot about him, his tastes, his dreams and life. He not only kept a journal, but an autobiography of his past. Despite being shy and introvert he didn't hate the rest of the workers, he simply felt jealous of not having the social life that they had. He was never invited to local luau parties or barbecues. Poor guy.

The only interesting entries are the last ones. Written the day the bombs fell:

ROBCO INDUSTRIES UNIFIED OPERATING SYSTEM
COPYRIGHT 2075-2077 ROBCO INDUSTRIES
Server 1

10-23-2077
Something has happened today. At 6:47PM just when we were getting ready to finish our shift and head home several air raid sirens started to blare all across the city. Many tried to run, others like me believed it to be just another training drill and stayed behind. It is funny in a way, I stood here to clock fifteen minutes more, not a lot of time really, but believing it to be a drill these fifteen minutes looked like a lot of time that I would have to recover another day if I were to leave sooner. I saw the bombs fall and destroy the coastline. Even if I couldn't witness it with my own eyes I knew that my house was now gone, engulfed in invisible radiation and devoured by the waves. We did not suffer much damage but the electromagnetic pulse of the nukes fried the local security measures and for some reason all the chemical filled tanks suddenly opened and released the stored X-46 sealant onto the ground. Many have drowned on it, others have become stuck to the walls or the floor. I tried to save one that got stuck to a wall but I simply couldn't. I was not strong enough... Then the local robots went berserk and started shooting the few workers that survived. I think that their circuits became damaged because of the X-46.. It is a good thing that the sealant is not flammable during its liquid state, its only when it oxidises and becomes solid, otherwise we would have been gone just like most of the coastline. I tried to lock myself in my office, this was my safe space, but now it feels as vulnerable as anywhere else.

>>3623960
10-28-2077
To whoever reads this, I tried to turn the robots off but could not, I think that the liquid sealant acts like a electromagnetic shield, perhaps when the sealant hardens it will lose this quality and the damn "Shut down robots" order might finally work. I also have a few things in the safe below, feel free to take them, they will be useless to me. I was weak even when I was at my prime, now hunger has turned me into I'm a husk of my former shelf. I know that the instant I leave this place they will find and end me, but still, I'm terrified of dying of hunger, so I will still try it. May God have mercy on my soul.

>Search for the formula of the sealant.

You search around the terminal for the X-46 sealant formula and find it. It is CH7N4O8P. This is it, it's molecule is formed by one atom of Carbon, seven atoms of Hydrogen, four atoms of Nitrogen, eight atoms of Oxygen and a single atom of Phosphorous. You download all the information onto your Pip-Boy just in case. It was indeed a pretty complex formula, but you were sure that you would be able to synthesise it with the necessary equipment and tools.

>Unlock a nearby safe.
Simeon mentioned something about a safe. You chose the option to unlock it and hear a magnetic lock slide under your feet. You raise the small rug that was under your feet and discover the safe, clever bastard. Inside there was some pre-War paper money, his unfinished manuscript about a robot in his epic search for a soul and several documents and a identification card to access Vault 207, it seemed that Simeon was on the list to enter, but never made its way into it. You take it all, specially the access card, who know how valuable it might be in the future.

>Turn off the robots
According to the journal the robots did not respond to his attempt at shutting them down. And now that the sealant around and inside their bodies has hardened you cannot shoot them down because you risk burning everything to the ground. Let's just hope that you are luckier than he was. You press the enter key and...then nothing, the terminal moved to another screen showing a loading bar that loaded extremely fast only to get stuck on the 97%.

You press the enter button again and again and finally decide to slap that old dusty terminal with all your might.

>>3623962
The screen goes black for a while and just as you were about to scream your first curse it went back to life and ended the process. Then, one by one all of the robots started falling down, some even from the catwalks and onto the floor, making a very loud ruckus in the process.

"Sealant bots are falling down, falling down, falling down, sealant bots are falling down, my fair terminal." You happily sing in your terrible singing voice as you pat the little machine and stand up.

You then leave the office and see a skeleton on the ground, just a few steps away from the door. If it was Simeon's corpse then he indeed didn't made very far, but at least he died as he wanted, fighting and not surrendering to hunger. You give him a short military salute and continue on your way.

>Loot the robots, take all the valuable scrap from their bodies.
>Take some of the sealant, spread it across one of the cleanest walls and then set it alight, open a hole for the rest of the group to enter in.
>Go down, search for some sealant container that hasn't been opened and thus has non-oxidised sealant in liquid state within
>Go down, see if there's a robot that can be repaired and rebooted, clean as much sealant as you can from its circuits and mechanical guts. Use it to aid you in synthesising the sealant.
>Other option, write in.

>>3623964
>Loot the robots, take all the valuable scrap from their bodies.
>Take some of the sealant, spread it across one of the cleanest walls and then set it alight, open a hole for the rest of the group to enter in.
>Go down, search for some sealant container that hasn't been opened and thus has non-oxidised sealant in liquid state within
>Go down, see if there's a robot that can be repaired and rebooted, clean as much sealant as you can from its circuits and mechanical guts. Use it to aid you in synthesising the sealant.

>>3623964
>Take some of the sealant, spread it across one of the cleanest walls and then set it alight, open a hole for the rest of the group to enter in.

I assume we will do that in a way that won't flood the factory, right? Either now or in the future.

>>3623964
Also I want to say. Amazing job on Simeon story. I love it.

>>3623964
>Loot the robots, take all the valuable scrap from their bodies.
Happy with your nearly instantaneous robocide you get to explore the different areas in the search of anything valuable in their metallic bodies. You loot high quality bolts, steel, enhanced targeting cards, biometric scanners, vacuum tubes and gears. These pieces are higher quality than your rusty bolts and nuts, so you substitute them.

Item earned:
>Industrial quality metal and mechanisms: +4 to repair dice rolls.

>Take some of the sealant, spread it across one of the cleanest walls and then set it alight, open a hole for the rest of the group to enter in.

You then grab a bucket and fill it with the sealant, despite being solid it has a clay like texture and you are able to easily collect it with your bare hands, sadly the thing stains your fingers and gets under your nails, you gotta be careful now. Once full you ascend to one of the highest catwalks and move towards one of the walls, then press your ear against it and focus.

It is cold, but dry. You pay attention to the sounds, the sea is calm, but still you can perceive waves crashing below. You are above sea water, it is safe.

You spread the oily stuff on the wall creating a circle big enough for them to pass in. You don't even use all of the bucket.

After moving several feet away you ready your laser gun and use one of your crusty sockets as a makeshift glove in case any spark or anything lands on your hands. You don't want to end with a couple of hooks for hand, at least not so early in your life.

You shoot and see the laser bolt fly straight onto the centre of the circle. Still, the bricks and concrete used to build this place seem to be extremely resistant to fire damage, you truly are jinxed. Soon it is all burning and generating extremely high amounts of toxic smoke. A smoke that isn't coming out and its instead collecting and flooding the inside of the factory. The hole you came from its also being filled with smoke, you are trapped in there.

Feeling a sense of fight or flight you simply act and throw the still half full bucket onto the fire. Creating an exothermic explosion that sends you flying backwards several feet.

It works thought.

You stand up pained and with your eyes hurting and your hears ringing. Your nose is profusely bleeding and you think you have lost a tooth.
Crippled head: PERCEPTION -4

>>3624083

Shit, you think you really need to see a doctor, hopefully after you return Doctor Geller will be around to check you out.

You see the hole you made, well, you see it double, so you see two holes. Slowly you move out of it and see the APC wondering what the hell happened.

"Holy hell are you ok?" Screams Asuka as she sees you with your face looking like roadkill.

"Mmmmghg!" You gurgle back, giving them a thumbs up before leaning down and puking your dinner.

The group will soon come, but they will still need some time to get close enough and ascend. At least you didn't flood all the factory and fill it with mutant sharks. Hooray to you!

>You are so fucked up that these two options will now require a dice roll!

>Go down, search for some sealant container that hasn't been opened and thus has non-oxidised sealant in liquid state within.
Very Hard Investigation Challenge: My 1d12+15 vs your 1d12+8-4

>Go down, see if there's a robot that can be repaired and rebooted, clean as much sealant as you can from its circuits and mechanical guts. Use it to aid you in synthesising the sealant.
Very Hard Repair Challenge: My 1d12+15 vs your 1d12+20+5

>>3624085
>1d12+20+5
+5?

Rolled 7 + 20 (1d12 + 20)

>>3624085
Rolling for repair

Wait...our four eyes should have protected us from the crippled head. Shit, I think I need to rewrite it all.

Well, I'll give you two options.
>Crippled head: -4 PER but we still keep the Stylish sunglasses. (+1 CHA +2 PER)
>Broken glasses but no crippled head

>>3624098
>+5?
I meant to write +4, its the bonus that the Industrial quality stuff that we got from the robots gives us when it comes to repair rolls.

>>3624107
>Let’s keep the sunglasses.
They could come in handy
Also I forgot we were playing Hardcore
We should be more careful in the future

>>3624107
>>Crippled head: -4 PER but we still keep the Stylish sunglasses. (+1 CHA +2 PER)

Rolled 12 + 15 (1d12 + 15)

>>3624121
>>3624124
Alright, thanks for not making me retcon everything, you guys are cool. Also rolling for repairing the robot.

Rolled 10 + 24 (1d12 + 24)

>>3624128

>>3624085
>Go down, see if there's a robot that can be repaired and rebooted, clean as much sealant as you can from its circuits and mechanical guts. Use it to aid you in synthesising the sealant.
>Very Hard repair challenge: My 1d12+15 vs their 1d12+20+5
>QM Rolled 27
>Players rolled 32
Huge Success!
>400 exp X2 earned
>8000/10000 exp in total

While the rest are climbing into the hole and the last traces of smoke dissipate you start to move to your next objective. Still feeling somewhat groggy you go down, carefully grabbing all the railings for your dear life, until you reach the lower levels.

Despite seeing double your glasses help you a little bit and after a little while you end finding a robot that looks functioning enough. Thanks too the many spare pieces o other robots lying around you manage to repair it to completion and turn it on.

Luckily for you its internal databanks don't seem to have been damaged or corrupted and as soon as you boot it up it starts to work. All you need to do is help it stand up every time it slips on an oily sealant puddle and move away all the trash that it is lying on the floor and it can't swerve around. The robot quickly interacts with the local machinery and turns it on, it is really slow as it was designed to work in conjunction with other robots and human workers but still it can do it all on its own. You prefer to stay back and let it do its thing and instead try to rest and not stress yourself, your head splitting headache is stressing enough already. You instead simply act as a supervisor and see that the formula and the dosage of chemicals is correct.

After around thirty minutes, just as they all manage to catch with you the first unit of sealant manages to get out of the synthesizer. It is a cylindrical deposit about a foot tall, with its exterior case in polished metal and its name printed on the outside.

>You have found the sealant without any help!
>1200 exp earned
>9200/10000 exp in total

The rest of the group manage to take the thing and aid you into coming back onto the APC. Sadly, since someone had to be in the Power Armor to not risk it falling onto the floor you had to return home on top of the vehicle's roof, feeling the waves crash against your head every now and then, each drop of saltwater feeling like a hammer falling onto your brain. Ain't that a kick in the head?

As you get closer and closer you start to see the sun rising. You are almost done. Tired, Hungry, Hurt, Thirsty.

Shit.

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Alright guys, I want to continue but something came up and I gotta attend it asap.

Next update will be in around 18 hours, perhaps more.

>And as always I might have some time to answer questions or whatever so feel free to ask whatever you want!

>>3624195
Thanks for running.

>>3624195
How exactly are crippled limbs handled in this quest

>>3624358
>There are no fixed penalties. Today we lost 4 PER for having our face assblasted, the next time we might instead lose 2 PER and 3 CHA.

To heal them we gotta visit a doctor and pay for It or use a Stimpak and become severely dehidrated.

>>3624639
Sweet
Thanks for answering

This may be a dumb question to you QM but how familiar are you with the source material? I've been on and off on /qst/ ever since it's conception (am not that much of a fa/tg/uy) and every now and then a fallout themed quest pops up. However nearly all of them show signs that the QM is only familiar with a game or two at best while your writing has been top notch since the beginning.

</autism>

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>>3624984
Im a Fallout turbo autist. In fact, pic related is my phone screen.

I've played all the games except the lame ones like 76 and Brotherhood of Steel.

And thanks! I try to keep myself as close to the real lore as possible. Its true that I have added original stuff but most of It would fit in a Fallout setting. And the most wild things like the Moon being broken will be explained and will even reference past games.

Here is why the moon is fractured:

There are helium-3 deposits under the Moon. China and America fought for them on the sea of tranquility as seen in Fallout 4. The Bright Brotherhood of New Vegas reached the Moon after taking off of Repconn. But since their rockets were shit they crash landed instead and took with them several underground deposits of the highly flammable helium-3. That does not mean that the place is barren thought. I have enough lore written to make my own Fallout lunar quest. We might go to the Moon at some point perhaps.

>>3625674
>fighting moon-ghouls
In all seriousness, that sounds fucking awesome and I want to punch a lunar communist
>inb4 Moon nazis exist too

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>>3624185
Just when the morning sun is about to bathe everybody with its warm light several dark clouds covers the horizon with its ethereal mantle.

A storm starts to brew behind you as you start to get closer and closer to the sunken Honolulan coastline. You turn back and with your wounded eyes you witness a spiralling cloud growing in size, it's tumorous arms thickening and boiling with radioactivity and acidic particles.

With your head still pounding hard and your nose gushing blood you held onto the transport's roof for your dear life. There was still some hope inside of you.

The first time you got the power armor you had been able to return inside the APC, but now that it had been adapted to be amphibious its newly added flotation devices occupied a little bit of space, just enough to not let you enter in while wearing it.

Around you the waves start to get higher and more violent, the waters muddier and agitated. If the storm catches you it will take you down. If you stay inside of the armor you will sink to the bottom and die of asphyxia or hunger, if you get out of it then the radiation or underwater abominations will do the trick.

The storm grows in size, becoming a fully fledged radnado. Multicolor thunderclouds raining death randomly. Impossible to predict, impossible to dodge, impossible to survive.

You feel Jared straining the engines to push the APC further and accelerate as much as he can. This vehicle was not designed with speed in mind. Praying is all you can do.

On your sides several fisher tugboats are also trying to return to port. Looking at your left you witness one of the ships being thunderstruck, immediately catching fire and exploding shortly after. Its nuclear engines simply giving out and surrendering to the forces of nature in a mushroom shaped ball of fire.

Somehow, you manage to endure all the journey back and continue awake, only if barely. Quickly Jared drives across the canals, crashing several times against walls or minor boats due to the winds. After he parks the rest help him close the garage door and barricade all the entrances from where the water might flood. Asuka in the meanwhile takes you out of the armor and grabs your limp and almost unconscious body to the Doctor's private room, but finds nobody there.

"He must continue in the hospital!" She screams in desperation. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I don't want any more senseless deaths!"

>Ask her to take you to the hospital.
>Ask her to give you a stimpak.
>Assure her that you will be able to power through it, that you have survived even worse things.
>Other option, write in.

>>3625674
Holy shit

>>3626219
Tough call

>>3626219
>Assure her that we can power through it.
But we need medical attention ASAP. What we’ve got going for us is that we’re lucid and mobile.

>>3626219
Also
>Tell her to give us a stimpak then toughit out

>>3625818
Space nazis suck.

But by god if there are any communists up there, I’ll make everyone forget there even WAS a moon

>>3626219
>Ask her to give you a stimpak.

Things sound like internal bleeding and severe head trauma. Take fucking stimpak Anons I beg of you.

Just a reminder we pick hardest difficulty so postponing treatment may have grave consequences.

Oh yeah, and

>stimpack and tough it out

>>3626252
And it doesn't really sound like going outside is safe

>>3626252
Yeah agreed
Stimpak and be fucking careful
No more blowing up shit with strange military compounds

I'm proud of you guys.

If you had chosen to thought it up or go outside I would have penalised you with permanent brain damage (-3 INT) and amnesia, meaning that Dillinger would have forgotten why he came to Hawaii and also the time he spent with Salgut and his crew.

>-3 intelligence

Yeah we would’ve been super fucked. That’s literally our build

>>3626264
We did good!

>>3626264
We did good? :D
HES PROUD OF US AAA

>>3626219
>Ask her to give you a stimpak.

You weakly point at the doctor's medical cabinet and attempt to gurgle the word stimpak.

"Fffghzingpag!" You say as best as you can, your head pounding even harder now that you are attempting to fire your neurons and do something intelligent.

The lights go out, the entire city loses power. The situation gets even more grimm looking.

Asuka somehow seems to understand your intentions, carefully leaves you in the doctor's hospital bed and then starts to searching for stimpaks in the dark. Most of them are either empty or diluted beyond usefulness, but then, she finally finds one. Being afraid of her damaging you even further due to how nervous and how strong she is you end taking it of her sweaty hands and stab your neck with it.

As the syringe's prick enters inside of your body it starts to release a stream of healing components, coagulants, anti-inflammatories and a cocktail of other chems directly onto your bloodstream. You immediately start to feel better, it doesn't takes long for the nose bleeding to stop and shortly after comes the head pounding. Just in case Asuka also bandages your head. This process is straining for your body thought and you soon start to sweat profusely, feeling even more thirsty. Luckily for you the group had enough bottled water to sate you and keep you hydrated during the entire recovery.

>You could use some real rest, wait while the others apply the sealant onto the armor and tomorrow head and get the air recycling chip.
>With the lights out all the freezers and refrigerators of the place will also be powerless, the food stored in them won't last long. There's no time to lose, head out to get the air recycling chip as soon as the storm ends.
>Wait until you are a little bit better and then see how the building is holding against the storm... help anywhere you can.
>Other option, write in.

>>3626310
Do we have enough energy? If so,
>Wait until you are a little bit better and then see how the building is holding against the storm... help anywhere you can.

>>3626310
>You could use some real rest, wait while the others apply the sealant onto the armor and tomorrow head and get the air recycling chip.

We pushed both on mission to get T-45 and sealant. We can rest on this one

Also we need to contact Saltgut ASAP. So maybe we should check if he is still around.
I think he said that they would stick around for couple of days or until they sell fish.
Not sure on that one but we should contact them anyway.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Alright, 45 minutes have passed and there's a tie. So I will break it with a dice roll.

>>3626322
1
>>3626344
2

>>3625674
i thought the moon exploded because of that "ghoul space program" in FNV

>>3626366
Which is pretty much the same that I said??

>>3626367
oh right, my bad

>>3626367
I think that
>brain damage (-3 INT) and amnesia
scared people and now they are afraid of voting

>>3626378
crippled limbs are no joke, it seems
reminds me of that small mod that makes
all the fo3 clean water beggars crippled in some way

>>3626310
>You could use some real rest, wait while the others apply the sealant onto the armor and tomorrow head and get the air recycling chip.

You spend the entire next day lying on bed, resting, reading books and magaines and chatting with the rest of the group and the kids when they visit you, getting to know them better.

"So, what's the deal with Ohana." You ask Asuka as she sits on a chair next to your bed.

"What do you mean?" She says, raising her eyes from her magazine.

"Well, why are they so poor? On my journey to Hawaii I came across the NCR, the closest thing that I a have seen to pre-War american society and even they had some sort of aid programs for the slow minded, the orphans and the crippled."

She sighed and blew air from her nose as she closed her eyes and leaned back.

"Ohana used to be like that too. But then they became too expansionist, they had control over all of the island of Oahu and hoped to dominate the rest. They started expanding towards the big island of Hawaii and then discovered the kingdom of Kunuiakea and its army of High Evolutionary."

"High evolutionary?" You ask, slowly shifting from position to lie your back against the wall.

"It's how he calls his super-mutants. He believes that they are the next step in human evolution. Everybody on the big island adores him like a god and fight to become worthy of "ascending" as they call it. The island is nothing but a radioactive hellhole filled with tribals constantly warring each other to win the right of entering into the Fortress and becoming a mutie."

"Muties are stupid thought, they are easy to beat if you can plan ahead. Most of the battles done in the mainland against the mutants have ended with clear human victories."

She smiled at you and weakly laughed.

"Perhaps that's how your mutants are, these are a different breed, made from a different strain of the FEV."

>>3626475

You pondered about it for a moment and then nodded. You had seen your fair share of mutants and it was true, some were different. The ones from the east were yellowish, incredibly stupid and never stopped growing, the ones from the west were green or blue instead, were more intelligent and suffered from mental illnesses.

"So...how are they?"

"Gigantic, about seven or eight feet tall, completely muscular and lacking breast in the case of females. Reddish skin, white hair... unlike the mutants you knew these are as smart as they were when they were human but their minds and DNA become completely unstable, and they are prone to wildly mutate unless..."

"Unless?" You inquire, scared but wishing to know.

"Unless they consume flesh, they need fresh DNA to repair their own degrading one. For some reason cannibalising and devouring super mutant DNA won't do them much good. The closest it is to human meat the better. So, if they have to choose they will always go for a human, then a psyker or a ghoul, then a non mutated animal, then a mutated critter, then other super-mutants."

"Wow, that's wild. I mean, I know mutants eat people, but jeez."

"Yeah...you can see mutants that perhaps have gills if they have eaten too much fish, that grow a second head if they feed on brahmin or that might develop rotting and glowing skin if they feed on ghouls. It's crazy really."

"My god. It really is... and what happened in this war?"

"Well, it went good at first, I mean, trained and well equipped soldiers against tribals. Ancient history has proven over and over again that it always ends with the most developed army winning. And it seemed that Ohana would be another proof of this, that is, until they found their equaliser. The High Evolutionary is be very few in number, the FEV conversion rate is really really low, I mean, they alter their DNA and make it flawed, so if the FEV has to work with already mutated and flawed DNA then the process has more probability of going awry. The more mutated someone is the lower are the chances of getting a Super-mutant and not a writhing mass of half melted flesh and bones. But when they succeed they get a warrior that is worth a thousand Ohanan soldiers..."

"Who won the war?"

She looked down, then back to you.

>>3626480

"Nobody really. The Ohanan army was butchered, they had never encountered super-mutants before and didn't know how to counter them. The High Evolutionary noticed that they were healthier and their DNAs had less mutations than the one of the local tribals and started capturing them for conversion and feeding. It all went to hell when they found a soldier from Port Kalewa... It's a city up in the north. Vault 207 was built near Kalewa Bay. Around a hundred and fifty years after the bombs fell they emerged from it with a GECK, then used it to turn the beach into a lush rainforest and started to build. Ohana, a young country by then discovered that a forest had grown overnight and went to investigate, and in less than a month the city got added to the nation. Anyway, the soldier was a Vault Dweller, its DNA was pristine. Kunuiakea was astonished by this and planned to attack Port Kalewa to turn all of its citizens into Super-Mutants. They sent several of its zealous tribals onto Honolulu to unleash suicide attacks and distract their already weakened military forces in the south while they approached by the north and stormed the Vault."

A single tear fell then from her face, perhaps she had got family in there.

"The ruse worked and almost overnight over 90% of the Kalewan population was gone. Desperate Ohana reached to the Enclave, who were newcomers in Hawaii at that time.. They agreed to help in exchange for a great sum of money, much more than the entire island possessed at the time. Unable to say no, they ended accepting. The Enclave flew with their Vertibirds and rained death over the island, their soldiers jumped with their power armors and indiscriminately "unleashed barrages of plasma fire, they also contaminated the island it with its genetically engineered mutant abominations to keep the locals contained. It has worked so far."

"Wow wow...what genetic abominations, I want to know what I might find if I ever go there."

"Nobody goes to that island, it's even against the Ohanan law and even the ever greedy Sons of Kanaloa prefer to do business in ships or other territory rather than setting a foot on the big island."

There was a small awkward silence then.

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>>3626482

"And well, regarding your question...Cazaclaws. A beast made from the two most dangerous monsters from the american wasteland. That's how their propaganda sold it at least. Never seen one in real life, never plan to do it either."

"You got to be shitting me, a mixture of Cazadors and Deathclaws?" You say feeling anxious and even getting a little bit dizzy.

"I don't know. I guess? None of these monsters are native to Hawaii."

"Anyway, they managed to recover most of the population, sadly some of them had already endured the process and became Super-Mutants. These are the only ones that can be found in Hawaii. I've heard that the Sons of Kanaloa consider this particular strain so dangerous that they even prefer to bring mutie slaves from the mainland."

It was true, there was a mutant in the plane that brought you here.

"And what happened thereafter? Did the High Evolutionary ever counter attack?"

"Both nations are on a stalemate now, way too weakened due to the war and the moon falling on us. The Enclave paid its debt not in money or resources, but in power. They got in the Ohanan government and started changing the laws. Mutants, Psykers and Ghouls are now second class citizens who cannot enter the city downtown and can only live in the sunken or damaged parts of the city and cannot hold any public profession like doctor, teacher, politician or police officer. If humans also have more than 5% of standard human genetic deviation they are also considered "mutates" and placed with the rest. And of course, genetically pure humans can only marry and breed with other genetically pure humans. If a pure human and, for example, a ghoul, are caught having sex the ghoul will automatically be accused of rape and be sentenced guilty. We all are second class citizens here, none of us made the cut. Nobody will help us..."

>>3626485

You painfully stand up and hug her as she breaks into a crying fit.

"I will help you. I promise."

After that she excused herself and went to take a shower. You simply looked at the ceiling as you hear the heavy rain on the outside. And then, you fall asleep.

The next morning the sun shines and there isn't a single cloud in the sky. The group clean the barricades and the kids quickly get out and head to search whatever the storm might have brought.

"And remember kids! If you find a gun unload it first! Do not take anything radioactive and if you find a corpse do not loot it, I have taught you to be better than that!" Asuka screams before they leave.

You stretch your body feeling good as new and then smile at her. She will some day make an excellent mother.

>The armor is covered in sealant and ready. Take it with you for this mission.
>Since the armor cannot enter in the APC you better keep it here for now.
>Try to contact with Saltgut, see if he's still around the marketplace. Tell him about the situation and if he could take all of the kids and the other from the island after you find the treasure. You would pay him dearly.
>Other option, write in.

>>3626485
Nigger did you just fucking put Cazaclaws in this

We are all going to fucking die

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>>3626492
>Nigger did you just fucking put Cazaclaws in this
YES

Pic related.

>cazaclaws

Idk what they are. Should I be shitting my pants or nah?

>>3626487
So I was thinking. How about making sealant factory our base of operation?

Make Asuka group and Saltgut crew work together. Factory is capable of producing explosives. We can find buyer for that kind of stuff easy.

Asukas group would maintain and defend the place while Saltgut crew would provide food and resources necessary to continue production.

What do you guys think?

>>3626514
Ah fuck
I can’t believe you’ve done this

>>3626540
Sounds pretty good actually
Our current group could also get money to feed themselves
And we’d all be fucking rich

>>3626485
>Cazaclaws
JESUS CHRIST
i wonder what would happen if the enclave tried the whole "intelligent deathclaws" program again with these

>>3626487
>Try to contact with Saltgut, see if he's still around the marketplace. Tell him about the situation and if he could take all of the kids and the other from the island after you find the treasure. You would pay him dearly.

>>3626540
for now it's too much of a fire hazard, i think.
we'd have to find a reliable way to clean the worst of the sealant leaks

>>3626487
>Try to contact with Saltgut, see if he's still around the marketplace. Tell him about the situation and if he could take all of the kids and the other from the island after you find the treasure. You would pay him dearly.

>>3626487
>Try to contact with Saltgut, see if he's still around the marketplace. Tell him about the situation and if he could take all of the kids and the other from the island after you find the treasure. You would pay him dearly.

"Can I take the APC, it will be only for a couple of hours at most." You ask Asuka.

"Sure, is...is everything ok?" She said kind of worried.

"Yeah, I will go to the market, meet a friend there and then come back."

"I-I think I should go with you and drive, you are still kind of weak." She now seems even more worried. Perhaps she is afraid she has frightened you with her tales about the High Evolutionary and the Cazaclaws and is scared about you leaving them now.

"Sure I don't mind." You reply with a smile to make her feel reassured.

The two of you pack a quick breakfast on a bag and head out.

Honolulu has endured. It's walls are now soaking wet, its invasive greenery and vines feeling invigorated, most of the walls have been cracked, the few wooden bridges that connected the half sunken buildings are now all gone. A few boats have crashed against some of the buildings and so did some of the cars and other vehicles that had been under the waters for centuries. You were keeping an eye on the ship, checking if any of them was the Rustbucket, but you were not able to see it. The waters are now full of corpses and dead fish who peacefully float. You can see hundreds of wretched citizens looting these corpses, taking the fish for themselves and searching in the ruins for anything useful.

"These storms happen once or twice every year. Sometimes they are simple tornados, in other occasions like now they bring radioactivity with them. In one time they even sucked several Sha-Manos and sent them flying into the city, it was crazy."

You nodded and then turned to her.

"So, I've been thinking. What if turned the sealant factory back into action? We can sell the sealant as an explosive and turn rich pretty quickly."

She nodded.

"Not a bad idea, there are several problems thought."

>>3626652

"For example?"

"Well, moving the kids to the place will take us time and money. We will also have to clean the place and somehow deal with it getting half sunk every few hours with the tides. We cannot risk moving the children to a place that can flood at any time... and, we cannot legally own the place."

"What? Why not?"

"I told you, we are second class citizens. We cannot have any property outside of the ruins of Honolulu."

"What if I bought it?"

"It's easy to say, but hard to do. You would have to become a citizen, have your DNA screened in the search of mutations and then pass a very rigorous test that has all types of questions, from mathematics to ancient history. And of course as a noncitizen you cannot access the library to study. It's all designed to keep us muties out."

"Fucking hell."

"We plan to find the treasure and move somewhere free. Perhaps Kaho’olawe or Kaua’i. I've heard these places are nice."

You two then reach the marketplace, It hasn't suffered much damage and it is now bursting with activity. Most of the people are selling the stuff that they have found floating around, they want to make some quick caps.

"I'll stay in the car." Asuka tells you. "People might try to steal it. I'll wait for a couple of hours, no more. If you don't come in this time I will return home. Understood?" She says as she gets a book from her bag and gets comfy to read it. Perhaps she wasn't worried about you leaving the team, but instead about you stealing the APC.

You get inside and start to seach for the team. The place has six floors and all are crowded with people and makeshift market stalls. Once you step in there you feel as if the temperature suddenly increases several degrees. It's the heat of the people, all close together, without any real ventilation. It smells like sweat and shit in here too.

Luckily, you more or less remembered the place were you unloaded the fish with Saltgut and managed to reach the place. To your surprise, he was still there!

"Dillinger my boy! And you still have my hat!" He screams in surprise. "My god what the hell happened to your face? It looks like one giant bruise? Was it the storm?"

"More or less!" You say hugging him hard. "I was afraid I wasn't going to find you, you were supposed to leave about a day ago right?"

He nods eagerly.

"Yeah, but thanks to your upgraded navigation arrays we were able to detect the storm before it got too bad. And we decided to stay! You saved our lives boy! I owe you a big one kid."

Good lord that was awesome, but he was still alone.

>>3626654

"Where are the others?" You ask.

"Staying in a motel, they worked really hard to bring the ship ashore, so I gave them the day off. I'm here trying to squeeze some more caps of the fishmonger to recoup today's losses."

"So, you owe me one. In fact I came here to ask you for something."

"Sure, what it is?"

"Well, I'm looking for a treasure, I working on the way to take it out of the sea. It will be used to save around twenty kids and five adults from a life of poverty. I wanted to use part of my share to buy passage on a ship for all of them to go to another island, they cannot stay here any longer."

He ponders about it and then nods.

"Alright, its for a good cause, so I will allow it, but with one condition. I won't accept any caps. I want to know your story, to know what brought you here. You never told me and that itched me in the wrong way. I gotta know, I want to know everything of the people I consider my family."

"It's a deal then!" You say, shaking his callous hand.

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Alright guys, I want to continue but I have to deal with some stuff now.

Next update will be in around 16 hours, perhaps more.

>And as always I might have some time to answer questions or whatever so feel free to ask whatever you want!

Also, a question for you all!
>Should I simultaneously run another fallout quest set in the moon? If Dillinger ends on the moon or the Moon's MC ends on Hawaii both quests would fuse into one.

>>3626667
don't spread yourself too thin, maybe alternate between the two once when you reach the end of a "season"

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>>3626667
Just run this one for now I would say, and with that being said. This quest is fantastic, keep trucking on.

>>3626667
Damnit I missed the session again, still thanks for running, I fucking love that you brought cazaclaws into this quest also those Hawaiian super mutant sound metal as hell. In response to your question, wait until this quest is done, most qms who end up running two or more quests at once end up burnt out pretty quickly.

>>3626250
Not space nazis, Lunar Nazis there’s a difference

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>>3626525
>Idk what they are.
Cazadors are giant tarantula wasps that jump at you and sting every inch of your sorry ass with poison. They are not very strong if you have powerful weapons like combat shotguns but since they are fast as fuck, come in packs and their poison is terrible they can become a quick death if you are not quick.

Deathclaws are genetically engineered Jackson chameleons that jump at you and almost always instakill you with their armor ignoring claws. They are very strong and fast and their hide is thick enough to ignore minor gunfire.

Cazaclaws are a mixture of both. Compared to a Deathclaw they are a little bit smaller, thinner and weaker but they compensate it with being able to sprint at ludicrous speeds, being able to jump very tall and long thanks to its wings and still being able to poison you with their tails.

>Should I be shitting my pants or nah?
Yes. VERY YES

>>3626957
God, please let them be propaganda please

>>3626957
>They are not very strong if you have powerful weapons like combat shotguns
This is propaganda, everyone knows that Cazadors can successfully take a nuclear missile to the "face" through sheer anger and then proceed to terminate the entire launch team and their family for the insult of daring to attack it.

>>3626962
Oh trust me, they won't be. Luckily they do have one crippling weakness: neither species is particularly perceptive to my recollection, meaning a sufficiently stealthy character with the right gear can just escape.

Given however both are apex predators, pack hunters / nesters and entirely capable of reproducing at a very fast rate (relative to their general capabilities / size), it is entirely possible that evasion and stealth will prove unreliable at best. Plus the Enclave deployed these, so who knows: maybe they threw in some fire-ant too just to really sell the dragon imagery; maybe they raised their intelligence again; maybe they gave them acid for blood.


The main thing we should be grateful for is that these are isolated away from us by a kind god...for now.

>>3626667
>Should I simultaneously run another fallout quest set in the moon? If Dillinger ends on the moon or the Moon's MC ends on Hawaii both quests would fuse into one.
I don't think that's a good idea, that sounds like a burnout waiting to happen. You seem to have planned enough material to keep this quest going for a looong time, don't strain yourself too much, you've got me addicted.

Also have you considered using something like HoI4 with the old world blues mod (and maybe some of the submods) to visualise the world map/worldstate if we ever travel back mainland or something like that? maybe even create a submod based on this quest?

>>3626984
Oh wow it's even more terrifying than my dreams. How fast does it move?

>>3626987
sanic speed, of course

>>3626962 #
Fuck you.

CAZACLAW
>HP:
115
>Defense:
10 (Attacks that do less that 10 HP of damage are nullified )
>Damage Resistance:
2 to melee and ballistic
>Attacks:
Cazador Stinger: 2d10+4
Deathclaws: 2d10+10
>Powers:
Poison: Anyone hit by a cazador stinger must pass a Very Hard Endurance Test or become poisoned for 3 turns. A poisoned character takes 1d4 poison damage each turn (this damage cannot be reduced by Damage Resistance).
Armor piercer: Deathclaw claw attack completely ignore light and medium armor.