shadowsaint007

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

"I'd prefer to not have to use them, but we could use their help. There are probably still active robots in there. And if one of them somehow managed to bring V-17 back online, we'll have far more than we can handle, possibly even with their help. There could be hundreds by now."

@TheUnknowable

"Sounds like all the more reason to get at least one Paladin on our side," Sparks said, finishing off the last drop of her Nuka Cola. "Don't worry, I think I know where their liaison is here, maybe we can get lucky and find someone. Also, I think I got someone in mind for some support, and he's a good survivalist. Hopefully he's still in town.

"So, assuming I manage to find help, how long before we can start the trek to the Vault?"

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

@Letter Bee I was thinking more like she's only just been captured, like she came across the hospital shortly before the others arrived and the guard just nabbed her and threw her in with the others for Alan when he arrives.

On a side note, i'm not really so attached to my PCs that i'm adverse to them being in...morally perverse situations...? I mean one of my favorite things to do is write death scenes.

Also Eve probably wouldn't even understand the concept of rape, to be honest. Remember that she's spent her entire life locked in a sterile underground complex, with her only interactions being with scientists and other synths.

@AshLady

It's not just a matter of experience. If anything, rape is clearly an act of aggression and force. Even if she doesn't recognize the concept of sexuality, she'll still recognize when someone is trying to deliberately hurt her. It's an expression of power over someone, taking something valuable. Even if Eve doesn't have human values, she'll still be able to notice that it's not exactly a fun situation.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

@Shadowman215, read @shadowsaint007's latest post; your character has a job.

@Letter Bee

Just so we can be on the same page (I'd love to get @Shadowman215 's help), Jennifer "Sparks" Svarowski will try and get in contact with the local Brotherhood liaison in Liberty Village in order to get help for a Vault 'dungeon delve'. If your character is in Liberty Village at the time, all the better; we can get the trip ready quickly. If not, we can talk of some other idea.

Though just for fun, mention the "successful tech retrieval" operation at the Columbia campus, just to get Sparks' reaction. :P

@TheUnknowable

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

"It is; down, I mean," Par said in response to Gabe's question. Dangit all, why should Gabe have such an aversion to bear-riding? Can't he see that Par was worried? Things would have been better if the blond wasn't wounded; then Par would be putting up a facade of jerkassiness to hide the fact that he did like the blond a lot. Nevertheless, it was a long walk back to Liberty Island, a long walk in which Par would look back to watch the flames, seeing them wane in time...

Liberty Island

Par, sleepy, finally got off George, who had been dosed with sleeping herbs, and disabled the explosive collars on the two former slaves. Then he went to his truck in order to finally rest; his strength and endurance had been taxed.

@shadowsaint007, @Madly33, @Marcus XVI

@Letter Bee

Back in a safe place, Gabriel could finally relax. He had been traveling all last morning, and then he joined the group in rescuing the captured slaves. He ached and needed to patch himself up. A couple of wounds just needed washing and sterilizing, though one injury caused by the dog biting his hand needed stitches. He winced as he finished it up, realizing that it was going to leave quite a scar once it healed up.

For now, though, he needed rest. A quick, easy to digest meal, and then some bedrest. Fortunately, a place to sleep wasn't too hard, especially with his good deed for the day. There was some apprehension about kicking up a hornet's nest and angering the slavers into retaliation, but that would have to wait for another time. For now, Gabriel needed some sleep.

Just for a couple of hours, he thought, before he drifted into blissful repose.

"Yeah, I can finally think." The control command had been too ingrained to remove it without shutting down the chip, but he had managed to change it to a null value, what was essentially 'be what you want to be'. "Thanks, how much do I owe you?" Honestly, he'd hand over five thousand credits if she ask it, but if she did he probably wouldn't lead her to the Vault. "So, let's prep for the vault. I can install a simple robot hack on your pipboy to make any robot you plug into your obedient property, but it won't work on some of them. And I'll need to deactivate V-17, the Overseer, before we bring the power online or he'll use everything at his disposal to capture or kill us."

@TheUnknowable

Jennifer mulled this over.

"Sounds like we need a bit more firepower," she replied. "I think I might know a couple of guys.

"So let me be honest here," she said, pulling up her sleeve, showing the Brotherhood of Steel emblem tattooed into the skin. "As you might notice, I'm Brotherhood. I'm interested in what the Vault holds. We go in there, I help you retrieve stuff, and in return, I get a pick of the rare technology. If you want, we can share analyzing and studying stuff, but we want a share of the tech. I'll see what I can do to get the BoS to help you stock up your store with whatever's in that Vault; we might even get some extra muscle.

"If you can wait a couple days while I get in touch with command, we'll probably get a Paladin to help out. If not, the two of us can probably manage it, though I might get someone closer to help provide fire support."

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

"Glad to meet you, Mr. Sawyer," Par then shook the man's hand, smiling. "And...George is a recent pet. Wouldn't have managed to tame a Yao Guai if not for various mutations on the species, that's to be sure." He then looked around; where was Gabe?

"I have to get a friend back; can you help keep escorting the slaves back to freedom?" the merchant requested, before turning back towards Old Man's Corner yet again, worried about the blond. He knew that Gabriel had fought in the battle; he could hear the third set of gunshots, so he must be in that site. And, sure enough, Gabriel was still there, hidden in an alleyway between two outbuildings.

"Gabe!" shouted Par in fear as he and George loped over to the young man. "We're here, and we need to get out. You're in no condition to move on your own, so I'm pulling you onto George's back." And Par, taxing his low reserves of strength, did just that; pull Gabe onto the bear's back. Then, the merchant handed a Stimpack over to the young man.

"I'm glad...I'm glad you're alive..." he trailed off.

@shadowsaint007, @Madly33, @Marcus XVI

@Letter Bee

"I'm glad I'm still in one piece myself," Gabriel replied. "Thanks for caring. Just let me catch my breath."

Took a couple seconds for him to get back up, kicking aside the dead dog, feeling a bit sick in the process. He holstered his pistol and shouldered his rifle.

"Radio tower down?" he inquired. "At least the detonator collars are not going to go off... hopefully."

He followed Par, keeping an eye out for any pursuers. He rubbed his injuries, knowing he'd need to properly patch himself up as soon as they got out of danger.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

Okay, @TheUnknowable I removed the Pip-Boys from the post on page 5 and made it clear Sparks was using her own. Again, sorry for the mix-up and hope that clarifies things. Will modify my most recent post for Sparks in a bit.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

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I was talking about the second one that you pulled out for him, the one that he put on his arm. I assume you don't need both.

Technically, though, he should have one from his own vault. Do we need to rewrite our last few posts to fix this? I'm confused. We could say that instead of you pulling out another one, you just plugged into his. That would only require changing a few lines.

I thought you were going to use bio readings from the pipboy somehow. Or we could say we just tied into his desk computer, as it would be more powerful than a pipboy.

I just want to get this sorted out before I post again.

@TheUnknowable

Okay, yeah, I was just assuming we were working off more than one or two computers here. A Pip Boy for Sparks, one for Greg to work on, and a computer to act as the "hub" for additional processing power. Otherwise, if you feel Greg's computer and Sparks' Pip Boy will do the job, then yeah, I'll go edit my post.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

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@TheUnknowable

"Okay, let's get started then and fix that thing in your head."

Some time later, she sighed in relief. The code had been altered, and Greg was again his own man.

"So, feeling better, champ?"

((OOC: Just decided to speed it up to get it over with))

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

Unknowable, the Pip-Boy Jennifer is using is the one she's had on her before she came to Liberty Island. What I meant was a sort of distributed computer system where both of them can enter commands and edit the code. Jennifer isn't buying anything yet.

Unless you're assuming the operation was over, in which case, my bad.

Fallout: New York (Still accepting :D)

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@TheUnknowable

"A reasonable response," Jennifer said, as though the idea of tampering with the chip had never crossed her mind at all. The guy did have a point. "Still, I think I can help with more than just setting it up.

"And no, I wouldn't mind a bit of compensation for the help," she said in a joking tune.

Ten minutes later, the chip was connected via a mess of wires to a display, a keyboard, and Spark's Pip Boy.

"Ready to get started?" she said, beginning typing. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

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@Letter Bee

"No thanks, I'll walk," he replied. "And no sweat; just a freak shot. Could have been much worse."

Gabriel had the good sense to stay on his two feet, keeping an open eye and nimble running stance in case anything happened. Plus, while the Yao Gui was a tough target, he was a big one, meaning all the fire would be aimed at the giant mutant bear.

The hunch paid off; the moment shots were fired, Gabriel managed to tumble into cover, and got his rifle ready. Peeking behind cover, he quickly made out the attackers; three gunmen, one of whom was blocked from Gabriel by Par and the bear, and two dogs. The dogs were the smaller targets, and while they can be fast and wily, he needed to take down the ones armed with guns, reducing the chance of a lucky shot. Hopefully, 'George' can handle the dogs.

Though a slaver who used the term 'ignoramus'... a cultured slaver? Will wonders ever cease?

He took a deep breath, aimed from behind cover, squeezed the trigger - and the man in the center had his face disappear in a puff of pink mist. The second to go was the one on the right, leaving only two dogs and one armed gunman. Hopefully, this would be enough for Par to handle himself.

One of the dogs, however, saw where the shots came from, and ran towards Gabriel, barking loudly.

"Aw, crap!" Gabriel said, pulling out the 9mm pistol to shoot the thing before it got too close. Several shots went wild, another winged the thing, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from it, but it barreled towards him regardless. Only quick-thinking got him to use the rifle as protection, the dog snarling as it bit down on the barrel. The momentum knocked him backwards, and the dog, snapping and snarling, tried to reach for something softer with its sharp teeth. Taking an opening, Gabriel jammed the pistol against the side of the dog's jaw, and opened fire several times, stopping only when the dog flopped to the ground, lifeless.

Panting, covered in blood, and suffering several bite wounds on his hand, arms, and fingers, he crawled back a couple of feet to catch his breath, making sure to stay hidden out of sight.