JunktownA hop, skip, and jump to the southwest and we're in
a stinking pile of trash Junktown, courtesy of Ian's navigation.
Apparently the locals don't like weapons. Not wanting any more trouble, we oblige.
Apparently they also don't like leather jacket-clad men wandering their town at night. Not wanting trouble, we sleep in the dirt outside.
Alright now it's dawn, let's go inside.
Wait a minute, why is Ian allowed to have his gun out and I'm not? Probably because of his awesome hair.
Tour (sort of) of JunktownGuard HouseThere's a locked cooler and refrigerator. I wonder what's so delicious that they have to keep it locked up. Also apparently all of these men share one bed. I don't want to know.
And here we get the first reference to Gizmo, the local scumbag. He owns the casino and generally gets on the law enforcement's nerves.
The JailIt's a jail.
Random Insignificant House #1Apparently this guy doesn't mind us breaking into his house, he'd just rather we do it during daylight. Fair enough.
Three hours later, he still had nothing interesting to say.
The HospitalThis is Doc Morbid's place of business. He and his two lackeys mostly just stand around looking intimidating.
Let's talk to one of the good doctor's guards.
I have no fucking clue...
If you say so...
I guess this is Flash. I hear I've "gotta" talk to you.
Brilliant.
Here's an empty cooler.
Let's have a chat with the doc.
We don't need medical attention, but he might have stuff to trade.
Neat, drugs and a tool. This could be useful eventually, and it doesn't weigh much.
Thanks doc, now let's see what you have in your bookshelf.
Doc Morbid I fucking love you.
Ian, more rocks for you to lug around! This brings the rock count to 319.
General StoreMeet Killian Darkwater, owner of the Darkwater General Store and sheriff/mayor of Junktown.
Let's see what he's got to trade.
A desert eagle for Ian, some .44 ammo to go with it, and some caps to make up the difference for our two hunting rifles.
I also bought two bundles of dynamite and over 100 more bullets for Ian. I think I could grow to like this town, what with all the explosives they part with so willingly.
Now let's equip Ian with his new pistol.
This should pack a bit more of a punch than that dinky 10mm.
Suddenly, our shopping spree is interrupted by an angry man with a rifle, who apparently has some affiliation with Gizmo.
Killian takes a .223 round to the chest like a champ, and Ian and I jump into battle.
I think Ian likes his new gun.
For our help, Killian thanks me and offers me a job.
Wishing to redeem my name after all those murdered civilians, I accept.
But not before swiping the hunting rifle off of the assassin's corpse.
And not before more trading. We got a more protective suit of armor, but it's not nearly as cool as our jacket.
Not even close.
It's time to retire our old jacket, and trade it in for some drugs and bottlecaps.
Random Insignificant House #2No, I can't say it is.
I wonder what's in his bookshelf.
Oh, it's porn. I'll leave you to that then, old man.
The Crash House HotelHere's the lady at the front desk. I think she owns the place too.
Let's snoop around all the rooms in this place.
That's an odd way to sleep.
An empty bookshelf and an empty locker. I think this is the room you can rent.
Oh look, a nice lady.
Meh, I'm alright.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa that's not what I meant.
Turns out she was a hooker. Happens to me all the time.
An empty room with an empty bookcase.
An empty room without a bookcase.
Another empty bookshelf. Man, these people really like shelves and really hate reading.
Sounds like there's quite a few people in the room to the north. I'll just talk to the girl in front of the door and-
I couldn't resist.
This was really stupid, but I couldn't help myself.
Ian shoots us some more. Hooray. Also reinforcements are coming from the north.
Fire in the hole!
Owned.
Meanwhile I get ambushed by two thugs.
That's right bitches. That's what you get when you mess with the Fister.
And we leveled up from all that
murder self defense! Note the Ian haters gonna hate pose in that screenshot.
Some into Throwing and quite a bit into Big Guns. I'm hoping to pick up a flamer or rocket launcher in the Hub.
Apparently those thugs were part of a gang called "the Skulz". The one survivor doesn't seem too phased about the death of her comrades. Maybe she's just in shock.
Time to loot the corpses!
Left the knife, took the rest. I guess I didn't need to buy that leather armor from Killian.
Took the caps and the gun.
Took the jacket and the caps.
Ditto.
Another empty bookshelf.
The guard doesn't seem to be bothered by the fight.
Oh shit never mind!
Save me Ian!
He tried running around the corner. That was a bad idea.
More corpse looting.
Took yet another suit of leather armor, along with the bullets (both the ones in the gun and the extras).
The locals don't seem to be pleased with me.
Random Insignificant House #3Oh, right, I'm doing a tour.
He had a hundred-year-old TV dinner in his bookshelf. Why am I not surprised?
He doesn't like me either.
Aha! Free money. Since he doesn't like me anyway, I might as well steal his shit right in front of him.
Gizmo's CasinoIf you didn't already know, the sign spins around in-game.
Ian knows what's up.
For some reason, as soon as we entered the casino I was forced to enter combat. Ian then proceeded to shoot several gamblers for no apparent reason.
Well, I guess I can't complain.
The guard doesn't seem to be bothered by this at all. Once again I can't complain.
Ian apparently also doesn't like the guy in the metal armor, as he entered combat and began shooting upon seeing him.
Well, I guess I'll loot the body... for some reason I remember that he doesn't drop his armor.
Ian, I love you.
Still not as badass as the leather jacket, but it's pretty cool.
Now, let's go talk to Gizmo. Initially I had wholeheartedly planned on doing Killian's bidding and bringing down the crime lord. However, I have a feeling that even if I bug Gizmo and get the evidence, Killian will still shoot me on sight (due to me shooting one of the Junktown guards, along with killing a whole room full of people). Because of this, I have decided that I will be siding with Gizmo.
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Gizmo's got an empty bookshelf too. These must be really popular around these parts.
These two civilians don't seem to be pleased with me either.
Fuck em up Ian!
I think that's his catchphrase.
Random Insignificant House #4The only important thing about this building is that Dogmeat can be acquired in front of it. Dogmeat is most certainly the best companion in the game. Not because of usefulness or combat ability, but because he's fucking Dogmeat. I will most certainly be taking him with me, and I will be doing everything in my power to keep him alive. This includes but is not limited to risking/sacrificing Ian's life. Probably the only thing that's more important to me than that dog is rocks.
In order to tame him, we'll need a treat. Be right back Dogmeat!
Past the Skulz's corpses and to the Crash House's fridge.
Iguana on a stick? Dogmeat's favorite!
Now back past the bodies...
Come 'ere boy.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Dogmeat!
Oh right, the tour. Here's the boring house. It's got another empty bookcase in it.
Boxing RingHere's Saul, the boxer. He attacked me. I jammed my brass knuckles through his gut, then Ian shot him.
The boxing manager guy appears to be terrified of me. I found this hilarious, and chased him around the map for a few minutes.
It's like a lion sprinting towards a gazelle.
Rand Insignificant House #5It's more like a shed than a house. Absolutely nothing of note in here.
General Store AgainWith Ian and Dogmeat by my side, I march purposefully south towards Darkwater's shop. It's time to kick some ass.
Burn!
Get em Dogmeat! Awww his first kill. How adorable.
More explosions. Thanks again Doc Morbid.
Out came Killian, out and right in front of Ian's desert eagle.
I would just like to say that I entered Junktown with good intentions.
Got his dog tags, and a spare desert eagle.
Looted the other two dead guys, and found a surprise inside.
Dogmeat bit his nuts off.