So, today I botted up my 360, slapped FO3's disk into the tray, and made up a new character, this time making a stealthy "I'm gonna rob you blind" guy. He does nothing important or noteworthy for a while, eccept succeed (In one try, mind you.) first an 8%, then an 11% speech check, getting 500 caps from both Lucas Simms and then Mr. Burke, then killing Mr. Burke after he shot Simms. Later, about level 5, Wilson (The Guy) was standing at the unmarked camp near Smith Casey's Garage, and he found a lone Outcast soldier, fighting off Cannibal Hunters, a Slaver, a Super Mutant, and two Radscorpions. Not a good day. After wiping the floor with them using his Gattling Laser (The Outcast had the laser, not Wilson. Wilson stood there like a sack of bricks.), Wilson proceed to follow him. This is the log of their travels.
Hour 1: So I'm following this Brotherhood Outcast, named Gregory, who I nicknamed Grumpy, cause he is, well grumpy. So far we've fought of a bunch of wildlife, and he's in bad shape, so I'll give him 2 Stimpaks.
Hour 5: Well, we're now passing, uhh, another fucking hill. No news so far.
Hour 9: Get this; so we're walking on another unnamed road, I look away for one minute to repair my trusty Hunting Rifle, and what happens? Two more friggin' Outcasts show up, following Greg! They're both armed with Laser Rifles, so they should do well. They all walk single file, and the guy in the middle's name is Jimmy the Cool Guy, and the guy at the end is Johnson the Ass. Ok, that's their nicknames, "Cool Guy" and "Ass", but whatever.
Hour 15: We just forded a radiated river leading to MDPL Mass-Relay Station, and fought a bunch of Raiders that were camped on top. Piece of cake in the fucking park, what with all these lasers. But Jimmy did take a few hits, so I gave him two Stimpaks.
Hour 16: Just passed Five Axels Rest Stop, found a ton of Raiders camping inside, but the Outcasts didn't bat an eye, and walked right past. No shots fired from anyone. So I pulled out a frag, threw it inside, and hoped to either kill the Raiders, or get them into the open. They didn't budge, on kills, nothing. On we wander.
Hour 19: Holy shit! Just fought a Mister Gutsy, on my own, so the team didn't get plasma'd into goo. Damn thing took two frags, a nuclear explosion from an Army truck, and a hunting rifle shot just to bring it down, but the loot nearby was well worth it. I got enough Stimpaks to keep this group alive for another dozen tough fights. I'll update this journal as things happen.
(Sorry if this isn't the right board, and sorry about the wall of text. But please, at least read the damn thing if you're gonna comment.)
Hour 1: So I'm following this Brotherhood Outcast, named Gregory, who I nicknamed Grumpy, cause he is, well grumpy. So far we've fought of a bunch of wildlife, and he's in bad shape, so I'll give him 2 Stimpaks.
Hour 5: Well, we're now passing, uhh, another fucking hill. No news so far.
Hour 9: Get this; so we're walking on another unnamed road, I look away for one minute to repair my trusty Hunting Rifle, and what happens? Two more friggin' Outcasts show up, following Greg! They're both armed with Laser Rifles, so they should do well. They all walk single file, and the guy in the middle's name is Jimmy the Cool Guy, and the guy at the end is Johnson the Ass. Ok, that's their nicknames, "Cool Guy" and "Ass", but whatever.
Hour 15: We just forded a radiated river leading to MDPL Mass-Relay Station, and fought a bunch of Raiders that were camped on top. Piece of cake in the fucking park, what with all these lasers. But Jimmy did take a few hits, so I gave him two Stimpaks.
Hour 16: Just passed Five Axels Rest Stop, found a ton of Raiders camping inside, but the Outcasts didn't bat an eye, and walked right past. No shots fired from anyone. So I pulled out a frag, threw it inside, and hoped to either kill the Raiders, or get them into the open. They didn't budge, on kills, nothing. On we wander.
Hour 19: Holy shit! Just fought a Mister Gutsy, on my own, so the team didn't get plasma'd into goo. Damn thing took two frags, a nuclear explosion from an Army truck, and a hunting rifle shot just to bring it down, but the loot nearby was well worth it. I got enough Stimpaks to keep this group alive for another dozen tough fights. I'll update this journal as things happen.
(Sorry if this isn't the right board, and sorry about the wall of text. But please, at least read the damn thing if you're gonna comment.)
