The first 3 days of the Fallout Travel Log Experience
To all my friends, sorry if you don't play games or Fallout: New Vegas, but I'll be temporarily hijacking this blog to use to record my adventures in the wastelands!
For my first entry you get an exclusive copy paste of my first 3 entries from Facebook! How exciting!
Day 1: I got my character set up. I robbed the doctor who saved my life blind. I put on my fancy hat, and went to shoot some mutated lizards. Then I made some deal to start looking for 2 plants to mix together and started nodding off...Thats your Fallout: New Vegas update of the day. (Bonus note not included on Facebook version) Did I mention that she, yes she, is asian? I'm sure my generic villainous white male will follow on a later playthrough.
Day 2:
On my way to New Vegas I encountered the Powder Gang, with explosive results! Currently, I am enjoying the sights in the fine city of Primm, Nevada. Escaped convicts are on the loose, and morale is down in the New California Republic. I'd like to thank the late sheriff and his wife for the free lodging. (Bonus note) Also, a huge shout out to all the generous gang members for their donations to my ever growing armory.
Day 3:
Today in the wasteland: It was an eventful day! I cleared up that nasty business in Primm, and became acquainted with both the NCR and Caesar's Legion. Alas, my heart goes out to the good folks of Goodspring. Every time I return there, I am assailed by a giant radscorpion, and someone gives their life to save me. R.I.P. Easy Pete and Trudy. I shudder to think that one day I may return to Goodspring and find it completely abandoned. I do not treasure the prospect of an even lonelier wasteland. (Bonus addendum) In my further adventures that day I happened upon the lovely hamlet of Nipton. It is there that I had my first encounter with Caesar's Legion. They had taken to decorating the town in awe-inspiring bon fires. They seemed to feel that the former inhabitants of the town were morally corrupt, and as an example, they had a few unfortunate fellows in the process of being crucified on old telephone poles.
Not wanting to upset the status quo (and about 10 armed men and dogs) I quietly nodded and agreed with their leader. After they had departed, I took mercy on the poor souls and gave them a speedy farewell from this cold world. The generous donation of their gear to sell on the market is most appreciated. God speed, my friends!
For my first entry you get an exclusive copy paste of my first 3 entries from Facebook! How exciting!
Day 1: I got my character set up. I robbed the doctor who saved my life blind. I put on my fancy hat, and went to shoot some mutated lizards. Then I made some deal to start looking for 2 plants to mix together and started nodding off...Thats your Fallout: New Vegas update of the day. (Bonus note not included on Facebook version) Did I mention that she, yes she, is asian? I'm sure my generic villainous white male will follow on a later playthrough.
Day 2:
On my way to New Vegas I encountered the Powder Gang, with explosive results! Currently, I am enjoying the sights in the fine city of Primm, Nevada. Escaped convicts are on the loose, and morale is down in the New California Republic. I'd like to thank the late sheriff and his wife for the free lodging. (Bonus note) Also, a huge shout out to all the generous gang members for their donations to my ever growing armory.
Day 3:
Today in the wasteland: It was an eventful day! I cleared up that nasty business in Primm, and became acquainted with both the NCR and Caesar's Legion. Alas, my heart goes out to the good folks of Goodspring. Every time I return there, I am assailed by a giant radscorpion, and someone gives their life to save me. R.I.P. Easy Pete and Trudy. I shudder to think that one day I may return to Goodspring and find it completely abandoned. I do not treasure the prospect of an even lonelier wasteland. (Bonus addendum) In my further adventures that day I happened upon the lovely hamlet of Nipton. It is there that I had my first encounter with Caesar's Legion. They had taken to decorating the town in awe-inspiring bon fires. They seemed to feel that the former inhabitants of the town were morally corrupt, and as an example, they had a few unfortunate fellows in the process of being crucified on old telephone poles.
Not wanting to upset the status quo (and about 10 armed men and dogs) I quietly nodded and agreed with their leader. After they had departed, I took mercy on the poor souls and gave them a speedy farewell from this cold world. The generous donation of their gear to sell on the market is most appreciated. God speed, my friends!