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[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON May-26-00 AT 04:42PM (GMT)[p] Well this story is based loosely on FO1 and its my life story you might have read a responce to a post about prejudice against mutants in this site but this has more details then that.
It was a bright sunny day when earth was obliterated. almost. years late it was a bright sunny day when i was born. almost as scary as the world being coming to an end. I grew fast, i was bigger then most of the boys in my town. killed most of em too. Then the Brotherhood of Steel saw me. they knew if i could subdue my anger spasims that i would be a perfict star of a movie that might be made. i would be unprodictable, fast, big, tough, well due to the amount of paper work the brotherhood never fallowed through with the movie that was titled "I Love Large Purple Dinosuars" ILLPD was then renamed "The Brotherhood" but like i said it never happened. So in consolation they accepted me into the Brotherhood. I was wandering one day in my power armor, shooting poor defenceless creatures and i was ambushed by a blob in rainbow colored spandex.
He dubed himself "The Slave" before he dipped me i told him how un-terrifying his name was he changed it into "The Master" then i told him how un-original the name was well. i had a fun three months of torture, the memories still brings violent bloodcurtleing screams to my throut i mean uh tears to my eyes. Then he took me by my foot and dipped me into some vat that when looked at upside down resembles a chicken. Anyways then i had to go back with the master and live in a pastel colored "evil" underground base. My room was easter egg blue. it sucked. Then at one of the "make lif better for the mutants in the '"evil"' underground base" meetings i brought up the point about how if we where going to horrify people pastels probably wernt the way to go. So i was charged with the task of stripping all the paint off the walls and replacing it with gun metal grey. So i did. I had just finished replacing the paint and was sitting in my room reading a very interesting book called "101 Ways to Overthrow Your Dark Master" The author (if you care) was The Master. When some punk in a retarted litte Vault 34 jump suit, he had a little ragged dog next to him as well, busted in and started shooting at the new paint, and less importantly at other mutants. I killed them rather eaisily because all the punk was wearing was a Jump suit and his dog didnt have anything but fur.
Shortly after, we were ordered to kill all the inhabitance of necropolis. OF COURSE i dont get to go. >
When i was forced to join up with the organazationui expected to maim and slaughter not to be left behind to un-clog the toilets that were stuffed with human size fecies. life sucked. Well the troops came back happy with the victory, and guess what they had to do after eating huge pieces of human? uggggh. In short i requested a transfer.
"Mr. Blob, sir?"
"Yes, uh whats your name?"
"sir, i was the first mutant you dipped"
"irrelvant"
"i am kain sir"
"Kain? i dont like that name you are now Bob. Short. sweet. original."
"Well anyways sir?"
"yes Bob?"
"may i have a transfer?"
"of cource."
"thank you sir"
"no problem" It was the happyist moment of my life i was going to get a transfer. i went to sleep that night and woke up with my left arm on my right side and my righ arm on my ass. i passed out. when i woke up my right arm was on my right shoulder. The Master was hovering over and he said
"you wanted a transfer, but you didn say a transfer of what" It was about a month later i saw a man trying to get in the front door. i soke over the speaker and asked what he was doing.
"i am here to kill the master let me in or i will kill you"
"you can come in if you promis to klill the master"
"I am warning yo...what you want me to kill the master?"
"yes."
"then there no chalange if the mutants just WANT hime to die."
"then Leave" I said
"no, just humor me."
"fine." then i put on my sarcastic voice
"I won't let you in you, you have to break the door down"
"Thank you" He said
"No problem" so i let him break the door down. he asked if i would fight him just for effect because there was a player watching. so we tusseled for a wile then i pretended to die. as he was searching me for equipment he thanked me and moved on.Then a few minuets later he ran his ass out of there saying that there was going to be a nulear explosion. i ran with him. then he asked where are the vats? i showed him on his little pipboy and we went our seperate ways.many years past and things changed. i reformed and was really happy for a while then i ran into vault city. while it was being raided. i helped the raiders and they accepted me into thier circle even though my arms were a little wierd.then some punk wearing the same Vault 13 suit as the one who killed the master jumped down the secret entrance ladder and killed everybody there. he didnt kill me because i was stuffed in a locker at the time. i was really accepted by the raiders. event though they stuffed me into a locker. so i missed them when they were gone. eventually i shoved the lockr door open and made my way south aain the peaople of shady sands where so much nicer. then i find out there is no more shady sands now its NCR they were still nice enough though. i met this doctor there who said he had a serum for reversing being a mutant. he injected into my arm and it started to melt. i loped off my arm. To aplogize the doctor choped off me other arm and replaced them with cvybernetic ones. still tried to kill him. damn cyber dog. well i left and made my to nevada. nice place really it is. aside from the ton mantises. Well i got myself setup and built a small shack out of pieces of unused sheet metal. I now own a very succsesful software and prostitution business. This may be a round-about way of saying it but I... HATE...Feargus Urquhart.Thats all i really wanted to say but i wanted to give you backround on why. i am sure you understand.
the end
It was a bright sunny day when earth was obliterated. almost. years late it was a bright sunny day when i was born. almost as scary as the world being coming to an end. I grew fast, i was bigger then most of the boys in my town. killed most of em too. Then the Brotherhood of Steel saw me. they knew if i could subdue my anger spasims that i would be a perfict star of a movie that might be made. i would be unprodictable, fast, big, tough, well due to the amount of paper work the brotherhood never fallowed through with the movie that was titled "I Love Large Purple Dinosuars" ILLPD was then renamed "The Brotherhood" but like i said it never happened. So in consolation they accepted me into the Brotherhood. I was wandering one day in my power armor, shooting poor defenceless creatures and i was ambushed by a blob in rainbow colored spandex.
He dubed himself "The Slave" before he dipped me i told him how un-terrifying his name was he changed it into "The Master" then i told him how un-original the name was well. i had a fun three months of torture, the memories still brings violent bloodcurtleing screams to my throut i mean uh tears to my eyes. Then he took me by my foot and dipped me into some vat that when looked at upside down resembles a chicken. Anyways then i had to go back with the master and live in a pastel colored "evil" underground base. My room was easter egg blue. it sucked. Then at one of the "make lif better for the mutants in the '"evil"' underground base" meetings i brought up the point about how if we where going to horrify people pastels probably wernt the way to go. So i was charged with the task of stripping all the paint off the walls and replacing it with gun metal grey. So i did. I had just finished replacing the paint and was sitting in my room reading a very interesting book called "101 Ways to Overthrow Your Dark Master" The author (if you care) was The Master. When some punk in a retarted litte Vault 34 jump suit, he had a little ragged dog next to him as well, busted in and started shooting at the new paint, and less importantly at other mutants. I killed them rather eaisily because all the punk was wearing was a Jump suit and his dog didnt have anything but fur.
Shortly after, we were ordered to kill all the inhabitance of necropolis. OF COURSE i dont get to go. >
When i was forced to join up with the organazationui expected to maim and slaughter not to be left behind to un-clog the toilets that were stuffed with human size fecies. life sucked. Well the troops came back happy with the victory, and guess what they had to do after eating huge pieces of human? uggggh. In short i requested a transfer. "Mr. Blob, sir?"
"Yes, uh whats your name?"
"sir, i was the first mutant you dipped"
"irrelvant"
"i am kain sir"
"Kain? i dont like that name you are now Bob. Short. sweet. original."
"Well anyways sir?"
"yes Bob?"
"may i have a transfer?"
"of cource."
"thank you sir"
"no problem" It was the happyist moment of my life i was going to get a transfer. i went to sleep that night and woke up with my left arm on my right side and my righ arm on my ass. i passed out. when i woke up my right arm was on my right shoulder. The Master was hovering over and he said
"you wanted a transfer, but you didn say a transfer of what" It was about a month later i saw a man trying to get in the front door. i soke over the speaker and asked what he was doing.
"i am here to kill the master let me in or i will kill you"
"you can come in if you promis to klill the master"
"I am warning yo...what you want me to kill the master?"
"yes."
"then there no chalange if the mutants just WANT hime to die."
"then Leave" I said
"no, just humor me."
"fine." then i put on my sarcastic voice
"I won't let you in you, you have to break the door down"
"Thank you" He said
"No problem" so i let him break the door down. he asked if i would fight him just for effect because there was a player watching. so we tusseled for a wile then i pretended to die. as he was searching me for equipment he thanked me and moved on.Then a few minuets later he ran his ass out of there saying that there was going to be a nulear explosion. i ran with him. then he asked where are the vats? i showed him on his little pipboy and we went our seperate ways.many years past and things changed. i reformed and was really happy for a while then i ran into vault city. while it was being raided. i helped the raiders and they accepted me into thier circle even though my arms were a little wierd.then some punk wearing the same Vault 13 suit as the one who killed the master jumped down the secret entrance ladder and killed everybody there. he didnt kill me because i was stuffed in a locker at the time. i was really accepted by the raiders. event though they stuffed me into a locker. so i missed them when they were gone. eventually i shoved the lockr door open and made my way south aain the peaople of shady sands where so much nicer. then i find out there is no more shady sands now its NCR they were still nice enough though. i met this doctor there who said he had a serum for reversing being a mutant. he injected into my arm and it started to melt. i loped off my arm. To aplogize the doctor choped off me other arm and replaced them with cvybernetic ones. still tried to kill him. damn cyber dog. well i left and made my to nevada. nice place really it is. aside from the ton mantises. Well i got myself setup and built a small shack out of pieces of unused sheet metal. I now own a very succsesful software and prostitution business. This may be a round-about way of saying it but I... HATE...Feargus Urquhart.Thats all i really wanted to say but i wanted to give you backround on why. i am sure you understand.
the end