New York City, well, what's left of it anyways. After the falling of the bombs the city became a crumbling death trap, hardly anything worth remembering still stands and the people that didn't make it to safety in time became shadows on the wall. The Outlands are filled with dangers, bounty hunters, raiders, slavers, even the infamous Dread Riders. Dollar bills don't cut it anymore. Only thing that is worth money out here is caps and anything that means law out here is bullets, it all started when YOU left the safety of the Vault
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Found out that life out here was tough and you did what you could to survive. I doubt you all would recognize each other, just know that if you think really hard. You...might just...Remember...

August 17, 2354...

a man was running covered in blood, panting in a panic, he stopped to catch his breath and looked around and there was the sound of a armored covered foot hitting the ground and he looked over his shoulder and could see a figure in the distance and kept running, he turned the corner and looked left and right and ran into a building on the left. And kept going to the he was stopped and he hid in a broom closet on the 16th floor. The armored covered man that followed turned where the man turned and looked left, then right. He looked at his wrist and pressed a button and his visor hummed and scanned the ground for a heat trail. He turned left and exhaled and dirty air came out of the helmets vents. He walked into the building on the left and followed the heat trail up to the 16th floor. He stood in front of the broom closet and the man inside pulled out his gun and fired 6 shots That pinged against the armored plated chest. The armored man clenched his fist and pulled his fist back and punched through the door with his power fist, grabbed the man and pulled him out shattering the door. "Mr. Hilton, for the actions of murder and rape. You have a bounty on your head for 400 caps. Time to cash in." And with that the armored man set him down, broke off the ring finger and punched him out a window from the 16th story. The armored bounty hunter looked out the window as man once known as Mr. Hilton hit the ground dead. "Justice is collected." The armored man walked out of the building and walked over to a armored car and pressed a button on his knuckle and the car opened. He took off his helmet and got in the car and placed the helmet on the passage seat and shut the door, and opened up a computer terminal in the dashboard and typed in a notice to collect his bounty. He confirmed that the target was dead, and pulled up the wanted list and saw that Hilton was X'd. He closed the terminal and started up his armored car and drove away from his kill to go collect his caps. 

While driving across the Outlands he made a stop by his home in a abandoned garage, he got out of his car and looked around as he shut his gate and locked it and walked into his house. He turned on the security system outside and the turret on his roof started to scan the perimeter and a protectron and Mr. Gutsy walked the perimeter. While inside the man walked over to a desk with computer on it. 'Name and voice recognition' the man smiled. "Brett Mathis" the computer logged in and pulled up a lot of information on other targets. Unlocked his safe and pulled out a bag of caps and pulled out 400 caps and placed them in his shoulder compartment.