A Training Montage Even God Would Fear!!! (Part.1)
_1st Person POV_
So where do I start with the telling of a story that can give even a cracked-up, Doberman a cardiac arrest answer by starting at the beginning! It started with diss assembling some of the weapons I needed specifically, the 2-10mm pistols, 4-9mm, 2-varmint, and 1 service rifle with the 10mms acting as the base for the weapon. Now in the building process, in the first two hours, I managed to disassemble them all and separate them into the likes of, Triggers, frames, sights, barrels, and magazines. The next hour was spent bending the frames I needed and fusing the metal, to make them Sturdy, during this, I started asking around for knowledge of the equipment since all I have is some tongs and a modified laser rifle to make the cuts welding of the operation. after 30 minutes of acting like an oblivion NPC, I got some info that there might be the equipment I'm looking for in the dark basement of the vault, making my way down there were surprisingly no enemies in there. When I was looking I found a lathe, Pull Reaming Machines, and an all-purpose press, this will help speed up the pistol making progress. Heading back I found a dead terminal, a box of Nuka Cola, some various drugs, and the same nipple stapled teddy bear I had thrown, out of my room after the meeting. Getting in and back to work I spent the last three hours assembling the parts for the guns but I ran into a roadblock, I don't have enough electrical parts to make the smart AI, by smart I just mean it will inform me when I need to reload or what to type of ammo use against a certain opponent. Knowing almost all of the terminals are fucked I let out a sigh knowing I would have to go outside scavenging, getting my baring I steady myself and, once again acting like an oblivion NPC, I started going around the base to get some quest that might pertain to scavenging materials for the movement towards the Mojave. I did get some quests from them but the majority of them were things like fetch quests, Blanks, Vind, and Rancor had some making the outside scavenging trip six quests altogether. Now to get ready for fulfilling both 1, 2, and 4 on the list of important things I need to get done, I start by changing my clothes to a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and some dark brown combat boots, then getting and re-filtering my mask so I don't breath in the nuclear air, and finally, I remove all my raider gear and put on some normal leather armor, that has a slight reinforcement to it. Then I collect my 2-Stimpacks and jam them into my side bag along with 4-Med-X, and one Rad Away and Rad-X respectively. finally, I holster a 9mm pistol and sling a service rifle and varmint rifle to my back with stashing some ammo and, grenades in my side bag leaving my backpack relatively empty, aside from the food and water I stuck in there. Stepping out of my room and walking down the fucked hallways I got to the vault door and checked all my quests.
[Quest:
[Book for Blank]
(Get Blanks Three romance novels, and two pugilists illustrated magazines!)
[Rock'in out]
(Rancor wants a guitar and harmonica.)
[Gunnnnssss]
(Some random fellow raider wants some more guns!)
[Vines for Vind]
(Vind wants three objects that can make him laugh!)
[Flame starter]
(Find or scavenge for all the components of an incinerator.)
[Knife KNiFe KNIFE]
(Get at least twenty Knives for a knife-obsessed freak!!!) ]
After making sure I know what I'm getting I activate the vault door, watching it open was nostalgic once I fully opened it I take a step outside and see...
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ATTTYI- Hey a new chapter a new day, anyways I've been thinking and I'm going to upload at least once a day, and if my brain wants me to do more I will anyways hope you enjoyed it!!! (640 Words :])