Ah Necropolis. The weather isn't all that bad, actually.
FLESH-EATING ZOMBIES!
FLESH-FREAKING-EATING ZOMBIES! WHY THE HELL DID NOBODY TELL ME ABOUT THE FLESH-EATING ZOMBIES!?!?!
Ahem. Necropolis is literally crawling with them.
Looks like a sewer grate. Hopefully they haven't figured out how to open manhole covers...
This isn't so bad. Certainly doesn't smell like a sewer. Barely even smells like shit. Why, it's seems completely safe down here.
Oh. Lovely.
WHAT? THEY SPEAK?!?! Probably just a ploy to eat my-
"Uh... Who are you?
And please don't eat my flesh."
"I am the leader of a simple people who left the surface because of the others."
"Who forced you down here?"
"Set and his ghouls control the upper reaches of Necropolis. We are a peaceful group which disgusts Set."
"Who is Set?"
"He is an oaf, but a powerful one."
"Interesting. So... Where does your water come from?"
"Recently it came from the ground, through a pump in the Watershed."
"Recently?"
"Lately I've heard rumours that someone has taken control of the Watershed, yet the water rations still arrive..."
"So, how can I get to this Watershed?"
"It's to the north, but you'll have to reach it through the sewers. Why are you so interested in it?"
"Well... My vault kinda needs the water chip from it."
"If you take the water chip out people will die. Our water pump is broken, and we have no other sources of fresh water."
"So if I repair the pump I can take the chip?"
The zombie shrugged.
"I guess. You'll need parts though. They've been lost in the sewers for a while now."
"So why haven't you retrieved them?"
"Deadly monsters, that kind of them.
"Right... I'll just go get those parts before you talk me out of it..."
Nope.
No.
...
That isn't a zombie, is it?
Crap. Greater Mole Rats. Maybe a couple of grenades will-
Damn it. Looks like I'll have to kill them the old fashioned way.
I guess that these are the parts.
Who keeps dynamite in their desk?!?
Holy crap. Is that a cattle prod?
Oh, nice. Shame that it runs on batt-
Is this thing working? 12 to 23 damage? Holy crap! With this thing I'll be unstoppable! Until I run out of batteries, of course.
"Yep."
"Righto, I'll just head to the shed then..."
Uh... Wrong exit.
There we go, now I just have to find that pump.
"Excuse me sir, but do you know where the water pump is?"
"Uh... I dressed up really snazzy today."
"You not a ghoul! I knew, I knew! Not fool Harry!"
"Yeah, that was pretty obvious..."
"You not ghoul. Orders say not-ghoul, not be here."
"So, who's giving the orders around here?"
"Oh ho-ho, you find out soon."
"Okay, take me to your boss."
"Um, what do you want with me?"
"To become one of us, of course! I can't simply let such a prime specimen stay the way he is, now can I? After you tell me where your vault is..."
"Tell you? You're almost funny."
"We shall see..."
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-"
"Since torture is such a crass, yet oddly satisfying and effective technique, I'll ask you nicely once more. Where... is.... the Vault!"
"I'm..... Not........ Telling...........
...
You."
"Ah, I feel much better. And you? ... Now, be a good little human and tell me where your Vault is. This is getting most tedious."
"Go to hell."
"I do so admire your will. Guards, take him to his cell and prepare him for the dipping. He'll tell us where his Vault is once he's one of us."
"If you're so sure that I'll tell after the dipping, then why all of this?"
"So you can't afford to dip me."
"At this point I'm afraid I'll have to take the chance. I do so need that information."
"You better hope that I forget. Because if I remember any of this, your as is mine."
...
Did I really sound that badass?
Crap. At least I still have my pip-boy, right? And Dogmeat. Hmm... I wonder what else I managed to sneak into my cell?
Lovely.