Ironscales: -To Alberts- Huh, maybe it's the version from your world or someth-
-To Longram- Whoa, whoa, spoilers!
-To Albert- Hah, that's her alright... -Chuckles-
Anyways, I'm getting off track. After surviving the attractions such as Sentry Gun Central, Tripwire Trouble, or the Asphyxiation Station, I eventually made it to the last ride! A bumper cars arena repurposed into a deathmatch arena, manned by their head honcho who called himself, ugh... -Air quotes- "Overboss" Colter, who had a mind to add a deathclaw to his trophy room. So much that the fight was bloody rigged from the start.
Alberts: So the head of the murderous theme park tried to murder you.
-The footage finally picks up what seems a few hours later. Oliver is in a section of the medical ward devoted to psychological casualties, and is hooked up to some type of saline solution. He's playing with a Rubiks cube when one of the orderlies walks in-
Nurse: Mr. Jackson, your squad leader's here. Do you want to see him?
Oliver: Yeah.
-The nurse gestures for Marvin to come in, so Marvin comes in. He takes a seat next to Oliver on the bed-
Marvin: I take it the psychotrope's kicked in?
Oliver: Yeah. I can barely feel a thing.
Marvin: Harsh, but...
Oliver: Don't mention it. I think you got me out of a pretty bad scrape.
Marvin: Yeah. You were yelling a lot about how you thought you were a killer. I mean, yeah, objectively you're right, but you were talking about it like you were some sort of serial killer.
Oliver: Well... you remember how I got here. I... I didn't exactly join up to shoot people.
Marvin: But that's in the job description.
Oliver: I've shot people, I think I know now.
-Marvin is silent for a moment as he composes his thoughts-
Marvin: I gotta know. Why'd you do it? You said yourself, you didn't really join up to shoot people. Y'know, fight. So why'd you enlist? You know the Militia are voluntary, right?
Oliver: ...peer pressure.
Marvin: Oh.
Oliver: Yeah. We all believed in the cause. All my friends enlisted. I thought I'd be branded a coward if I didn't, so... I enlisted with them. Tried to get myself into a support role. Didn't think I'd actually see fighting.
Marvin: ...shit. I'm sorry, Ollie. I guess that just happens sometimes on the Frontier. Life chews you up and spits you out.
Oliver: Yeah.
edited 11th Aug '17 6:48:28 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Ironscales: And furiously stroking his ego in front of the entire park while he's at it! Showing them why he's the boss and all that, y'know... Anyways, as I said, the fight was rigged. You know these fancy energy shield things you see 'round here? Well, the fucker had that, with an infinite power supply! His power armor was rigged like the bumper cars to take energy from the grid. As long as he was in that arena, he was fucking invincible.
But then some raider told me about it and slipped me a watergun to have me short circuit the damn thing...
-opens up his bottle with his horn-
edited 11th Aug '17 6:56:59 PM by FokiasTheJester
...Seriously, an armory? In a penthouse? Where would we even put that shit?
edited 11th Aug '17 7:04:44 PM by Raidouthe21st
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@Ironscales Albert: "She taught me how to make Nuka grenades. Last I saw her, she said she was going to find Nuka World. Gave me a shit-ton of Nuka as thanks for being her friend."
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