Update 2“Ugh.... I forgot how much these people lacked basic hygiene. Whatever, I need a few new test subjects anyway. Even if they could be... better?”
I pull out a fleshy gun that shoots very lethal amounts of bio electricity.
“Don’t underestimate max Science and Medicine skills!”
6: You ready your gun, which looks like the lovechild between a tarantula, an electric eel, and a gun. It squeals as it lets out a lightning arc which hits a group of raiders, instantly killing them. However, due to the very scientific phenomenon of ghosts, the bio-electricity caused their spirits to coalesce into a group of raider-ghosts what don't know they're dead, and they're still charging at you, now sans fragile flesh.
[SKILL GAINED: Galvanism]
"FUCK I KNOW RIGHT?" I yell back at them "ASKED MYSELF THE SAME QUESTION!"
With the power of Persuasion I try to sympathize with the raiders.
3: You try to have a nice old chat with some raiders, but they seem uncomfortable about you joining in their conversation. It's like your childhood at a nonexistent high school all over again!
I lie in the back of the van, having lost consciousness after sampling some fine chems sold to me some random raider.
2: You awake after some cold wind on your skin, and find yourself on a wooden cart with some gloomy men, driven by someone who looks like he's part of Caesar's Legion.
"Hey, you, you're finally awake! You were trying to cross the border? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, just like us and that thief over there."
The thief turns to look at you, "You really need to stop taking benadryl."
"GENTLEMEN BEHOLD, I'VE... HOW DID I GET HERE?"
Throw all the severed arms from my bag at the raiders!
4: You reach into your huge, suspicious bag and tosses out a few severed arms, some of them are even human. It clips a few raiders, who would probably be more wounded if you weren't throwing arms. And who would be more affected if they weren't raiders.
"Ah hello Old Sports! You gentlemen wouldn't happen to know how to reach Vegas would you?"
"I cant wait to make it to Vegas! Im just such a Vegas loving guy you know?"
(10 internet points to whoever gets the reference also all the text [except this ooc explanation] shall lead to a voice clip in order to keep up said reference)
1: You try to ask around with the raiders on the direction to New Vegas, even though it's right there on the horizon, and also your
fursuit unfinished power armor is getting uncomfortable, as if it might snap loose and crush you at any moment. A raider, horrified by your suit, experimentally stabs at it with a spear. It didn't peneetrate but it was enough to knock you on your back and bruise you, making you a little more... purple.
[HARM: Purpled (Tier 1)]