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This turned out a bit longer than I was expecting.

The town of Goodsprings! Renowned for its.. water source I suppose? Not much to see here, apparently. Bob is equally unimpressed. Good springs? Springs-not-good. Mustache liar. Liar-mustache.

Immediately after leaving Doc Mustache Mitchell's house, Bob is greeted by a robot!

Robots be awesome. We all agree on that, Bob, we all do.

Howdy pardner! Might I say, you're looking fit as a fiddle!'

Me-no-see cowboy-robot past

I'm a Securitron, RobCo security model 2060-B. If you ever see any of my brothers tell them Victor says howdy.

Springs-not-good you awesome. Why awesome in Springs-not-good?

I moseyed into town, oh, ten, fifteen years ago? Before that, I...hmmm, I can't quite seem to recall. Odd. Anyway, it's a right peaceful town and I reckon it's as fine a place to settle as any. Robo likes Springs-not-good? No-understand.

Many-man attack me. Many-man who?

I was out looking for a stroll at night when I heard the commotion up at the old bone orchard. Saw what looks like a bunch of bad eggs so I laid low. Once they'd run off I dug you up to see if you were still kicking. Turns out, you were, so I hauled you off to the Doc right quick.

Ungh. Bob leaves Victor with a guttural verse and marches towards the saloon. Time to meet Sunny Smiles. The maybe-mate.

Outside the saloon Bob meets Easy Pete.

Many-man dakkadakka me. Me dakkadakka many-man! Then-eat many-man flesh! Then-golfplay many-man-balls! Then... dunno.

Easy Pete raises an eyebrow, then answers.

The one in the fancy suit seemed to be calling the shots, that's as much as I know. Other folks in town might know more.

Word of advice, tough: if you ever catch him, watch out. The man's got cold eyes like a snake. Can't be trusted I'd say.

Snake-eyes-in-suit.

You like Victor without metal. Know Victor?

The machine? Harmless, no matter what Trudy says. She thinks it's hiding something, but I think it's a broken down relic with no place to be.

Uh. What. Herr. Goodbye.

Keep your gun handy if you go poking around some of the abandoned places around here, like the schoolhouse. Critters move in there sometimes.

School-house. Uh-uh.

Enormously confused by his talk with Easy Pete, Bob steps in the saloon. Conveniently at the front door, he meets Sunny Smiles.

Sunny be puppy? Puppy be awesome but no-mate. No-no. Me-mate-many but no puppy, no. No, Bob, Sunny's the other one.

Cheyenne, stay. Don't worry, she won't bite unless I tell her to.

Bob starts to feel weird. As if all this talking is burning what little's left of his brain. He needs to do something else. He needs to beat people to death. Or mate. Or beat people to death while mating.

SURVIVE DESERT. NOW. MATE LATER. Bob repeats to himself and to Sunny.

Yeah I guess there's a thing or two I could show you HUH?! MATE NOW?! Sounds like you need all the help you can get after what they done to you Bob is not really listening at this point. Meet me outside. Behind the saloon. MATEY-MATE. DOO-DOO-DOO.

Disappointingly enough, Sunny gives a varmint rifle to Bob when he comes out of the saloon. She proceeds to teach Bob how to shoot some still targets, a row of Sarsaparilla bottles, no idea why they keep them, guess Sunny needs something to do when she's not standing still in the saloon. She also gives some helpful advice, like crouching down to help his aim, advice that Bob promptly ignores. After shooting the bottles Sunny asks Bob if he wants to shoot Geckos. Bob doesn't know what Geckos are, but he understands the word "critters". Means that they're alive. It's been a while since Bob had the chance to kill something. Hell yes, he's going to take the chance. Bob puts his rifle away and wears his boxing gloves, ready to rumble. Sunny says to crouch. BOB'S NO MAN FOR CROUCHING. BOB BEAT. BOB SMASH. BOB RIP GECKO-MEAT.

Bob clears three wells from those pesky Geckos, breaking his legs and saving a Goodsprings settler in the process. Surprisingly for someone with his intelligence, Bob puts his legs back in place with a Doctor's Bag.

Doctors are quite a bit sparser than in Fallout 3 so I understand the decision, but it's still somewhat amusing that a INT 1 character with very very low medicine can fix his broken legs as if nothing happened.

Since there's a campfire quite close, Bob decides to cook a couple of Gecko steaks with the meat he ripped out from the Geckos.. while wearing boxing gloves. Don't ask me because I don't know. He's also reached by Sunny Smiles, who commends him and pays him for the job, and proposes to teach him how to craft things to help for survival at a campfire. Having just cooked a couple of Gecko Steaks, Bob decides it's useless and politely refuses (Nah-nah-nah) Sunny's offer. Before leaving him, Sunny asks Bob to visit Trudy, the town mom - she likes to meet newcomers.

If you're asking yourself why the screen is kinda grey-ish in that screenshot, it's because of the "health visuals" feature from Project Nevada. You can disable it anyway, and I may do so if it turns out too intrusive for a liveblog that uses screenshots like this.

Bob follows Sunny's advice and goes to the saloon again, but not before playing with some Stimpaks and accidentally injecting the content in his veins.Trudy seems to be busy though. Luckily the conversation is brief and Trudy seems to be more than happy to talk with our heroic Neanderthal.

Well, you've been causing quite a stir. Glad I finally got to meet you. Welcome to the Prospector Saloon.

Unfortunately for Trudy, Bob, being the conversationalist he is, find it quite difficult to find something to say to reply. Maybe-Trudy-mate? Nah. Sunny-mate. Then Bob remembered Easy Pete mentioning Victor and Trudy in the same sentence.

AWESOME ROBOT!

I know that... thing... as much as anyone else around here. It mostly keeps to itself which is just fine by me.

Awesome-robot not-awesome?

It acts friendly enough but I don't trust that whole "cheerful cowboy" act, I find it all very creepy.

Trudy Robot-enemy. Me-kill-Trudy.

Uh. Bad guy. BAD GUY. BAD GUY.

Trudy raises an eyebrow, confused, then assumes Bob is talking about the Powder Ganger she was discussing with before.

About a week ago, this trader, Ringo, comes into town. Survivor of an attack, he says. Bad men after him, needs a place to hide. We figured he was just in shock, so we gave him a place to lie low. We didn't actually expect anyone to come after him.

KILL BAD GUYYYYYYYYY!

You mean murder him? That's not our way, even if Cobb is scum. He can bluster and threaten all he wants.

No..kill? No-kill, no-do! Bob is starting to REALLY dislike this pansy Goodsprings settlers.

Some of the others, like Sunny, will probably stand up for Ringo if he asks for help, which he hasn't.

Bob is just about to punch Trudy in the face when..

FOODSTUFF!

I'm sure I've got something you'll like.

Despite having suffered significant damage to his already not-so-bright brain, Bob is still familiar with the concept of trade. He trades some bullets he stole from Doc Mitchell's house for some water and food and then leaves the saloon. Undecided on what to do, Bob hears some shots and runs towards them. He finds a Goodpsrings settler and a Powder Ganger, one of Joe Cobb's men, fighting, so he decides to help settle it.

After this, Bob feels a little tired, and decides to find a place to rest. Victor's shack seems suitable. While sleeping, Bob dreams of being the most badass wastelander that ever graced this.. wasteland, I suppose. He also dreams of mating with Sunny Smiles and Victor, but I'll spare you the details.

When Bob wakes up, he knows what he has to do. He has to become that badass wastelander. And what does a badass wastelander do? He explores. AND HE PUNCHES THINGS. But the exploring part first.

Bob remembers noticing a little building near the saloon. It had a sign, but Bob doesn't remember what was on it. Regardless, that sounds like a good place to start.

Unfortunately, a guy lives in the place. Bob leaves the place but is met by almost complete darkness. N-need sun exploration. Sun exploration. Obvious! Bob's been afraid of the dark since he was very little. He decides to wait until dawn before starting exploring again.

And the dawn comes. OH BOB WANTS TO PUNCH PEOPLE SO VERY BADLY. But he also has a duty. He's a motherfucking hardass wastelander who wears a fedora and boxing gloves. He has to explore!

Bob looks for seemingly abandoned places. Surely no one in the village ever dared to enter into places two feet away from them before! Huh? Yes, I was being sarcastic Bob. Anyway, Bob enters the abandoned schoolhouse. It's apparently populated by little mantises now. They're like children, but green. Make for an excellent substitute when it comes to acting as living and suffering punching bags. Bob also finds a safe, but despite punching it really really hard, it doesn't budge. He also finds some bobby pins, a computer, and a magazine on programming with an article on hacking computers. Puzzled on what he can possibly do with those, Bob leaves the building.

It's time to explore some more! Bob spots a gas station up the hill, just near Mustache Mitchell's house. He decides to explore that too, hoping for some more critters to beat down until they're red and juicy despite starting out green and scaly. If he's lucky they may even be bigger than these ones!

Well, duh, he is bigger.

DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA ME-NOT!

We got off to a bad start. What say we start over to a friendly game of Caravan? You know how to play?

Uh. Nah.

Ringo proceeds to explain the rules of Caravan to Bob, who doesn't understand anything besides the fact that the game involves cards. After 20 minutes of thinking. Thinking hard. For Bob, that is.

So... you feel like playing a game?

Duh uh. Ringo takes it as a yes.

Don't worry - I'm not that good of a player.

Don't worry Ringo, Bob is predictably worse. And loses. Disappointed by the turn of events and by the loss of money, Bob decides to solve things his way.

Bob is furious, so furious he breaks his boxing gloves, And That's Terrible. Oh, and he kills Ringo too, I guess. Now he is free to stole whatever Ringo had there, including food, money, ammo and chems.. but is it worth the loss of a pair of precious golden boxing gloves?

Comments

Daionusthe23rd Since: Dec, 1969
Mar 31st 2011 at 1:55:16 PM
Can the gloves be fixed?

Also, Bob/Vic is my OTP.
WUE Since: Dec, 1969
Mar 31st 2011 at 11:09:51 PM
Assuming Bob can find another pair of gloves or someone willing to fix them and resist the urge to randomly kill them after they say the price, then yes, they can be fixed.
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