NOVEMBER 29, 2277
JEFFERSON MEMORIAL, CAPITAL WASTELAND
02:44 HOURS
"Alpha Squad down! Beta Squad down!"
"Where the hell is the lieutenant?!"
"DAMMIT! ALL UNITS! BRING DOWN THAT GODDAMN TANGO!"
The area around Project Purity is in chaos as the withered corpse of the old capital echoed with the roar of war in the streets. The tainted skies boomed with the heaviest radstorms. The self-proclaimed invincible forces of the Enclave had their illusion of neigh-invulnerability shattered. The beginning of an end.
Witnessing the massive pre-war relic shrug off everything he and his comrades can throw at it, Plasma Artillery, Mini-Nukes, Anti-Armor Rockets, Defenseive Lasers, nothing. The red shouldered Gamma Squad can do nothing but witness the hijacked behemoth marched towards the gates they propped up. Step-by-step, Liberty Prime cares to bring everything down.
Since birth, he is tasked to revive the once-great nation of the United States, a difficult one at that how the Great War turned the whole world into a irradiated hellhole infested with monsters and lowlifes pecking at the corpse of America. However, if the planet can be cleansed, only America can be truly be reborn, bigger and stronger. That's what his family taught him.
Second Lieutenant Andrew Longram realizes as his personal world and dreams are now shattered in front of him in more ways than one.
With the defenses down and the Brotherhood of Steel knocking on their doorstep, Longram and the rest of Gamma Squad made their final stand between the traitors of America and the memorial. Liberty Prime gazed down at the "communist" he supposed to destroy. Visors charging up beams of instant death.
"COMMUNIST TARGETS ACQUIRED."
This is goodbye.
-*ZAP!*
PRESENT TIME
TERMINUS STATION
Within a flash, Andrew Longram felt his life flashed before his eyes. With his vision cleared, he appears to be in a highly advanced metropolis surrounded in glass. He had seen the propaganda depicting the Pax Americana as this but with certain details off. There's humans and robots of course but aliens?!
What. The. Hell?
He questioned himself if this is some sort of heaven or some jet-induced fervor dream.
For now, he wanders around, lost as a lamb out in the woods. He wants anwsers, a lot of them.
edited 22nd Aug '16 9:27:44 PM by MrKirb
Heliodor: (underps) I'm sorry I was just looking for some company.
The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.Longram: *He wanders around the residential area. Even though his pipboy has a map, it doesn't do jack now due to it malfunctioning. He get some odd looks from the bypassers with some think he's some edgelord due to the black and red color scheme, no helping matters are are hazard stripes on his X-02 Power Armor. He brushed off the silly remarks, not worth fighting. Eventually, he arrives near the group's vacation home.*
"Damn...of all times, Pipboy's on the fritz." *Taps his helmet in frustration.*
edited 22nd Aug '16 9:08:17 PM by MrKirb
Heliodor: Just organic life in general. So much that's obvious to you is alien to me.
The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.-*Well Albert, if you look outside, you see an old nightmare coming back, forcing to taking off his helmet to reveal a pissed off man in his mid 20s.
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Longram: "Just got it calibrated yesterday...."
edited 22nd Aug '16 9:41:51 PM by MrKirb
Heliodor: Err... Anything I can help you with? (is four feet tall and scared looking)
The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.

Eires smiled at the girl.
"It's not an issue. We all have our hobbies. If that's what gets you through the day, so be it! No reason to be embarrassed."
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