FallOut

Postby LikesItTight » Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:57 am

Authors note:
I've decided to write a fictional story based on the FallOut video game series. In preperation for the release of FallOut New Vegas. (Because I'm nerdy like that)

Part 1:

After the radiation had cleared 10 years after the bombs fell, the overseer of our Vault, Vault 108, had decided it's time that we take a look outside and start rebuilding our once great civilization. He split us up into parties to take a look around the Capital Wasteland.
All of our party data had been uploaded to our pip-boys. We were picking up new forms of radio waves, from many different stations, all playing considerably old music. Because we we're young and atheletic our party was told we were to go to the furthest reaches of the Capital Wasteland in search of other people. The party leader was Dwayne, a bulk of a boy, only 19 years old but an expert in combat. Following him would be myself, Chase - my younger brother, and Seline - unofficially she was the smartest in our class, but she didn't use her knowledge on things like tests.
The time came for all of our parties to head off our own ways and meet back at Vault 108 within the next fort night. We walked for hours, fending off rabbis dogs, giant scorpions and the odd mole rat, until finally we came across an old factory. We decided that would be the best place to spend the night. We set up camp on the factory floor, the door was locked behind us so we didn't feel it neccessary to have a look out. We all fell asleep within minutes.
I woke up to go and urinate somewhere, but I couldn't move. My hands and feet bound by chain in a hog tie. My friends around me all captured. Dwayne was struggling to get free 'nothing can hold me down' he was shouting angrily. I squirmed around also trying to wriggle free, only to end up on my back, stuck like a turtle. I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment. When I opened them and looked up, a large green figure in ripped clothing butted me with what appeared to be a rifle. They threw us into cages and carried us out. Unconcious we were unaware.
Suddenly a large ruccus of screams grew close from afar, we woke up, hordes of people piled over the ruins of old buildings, killing the green monstrosities, but taking casualties of their own. I began to try and wriggle free once more. Our heroes were focusing on my younger brother, they took him out of the hog tie but left his hands bound, they attatched some sort of collar to him. 'what's that for!' I yelled. They did the same to the rest of us 'the boss'll be happy with this new batch of slaves' he said.
We weren't rescued, life was just about to get worse.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.

Re: FallOut

Postby Writer » Sun Jun 20, 2010 5:40 am

very nice; what sort of video games do you usually play?
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Re: FallOut

Postby LikesItTight » Sun Jun 20, 2010 1:15 pm

Role plays such as fallout 3. First person shooters such as halo 3 and modern warfare. Racing sims and the odd strategy. But I like a game with a sandbox environment.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.

Re: FallOut

Postby tiedup101 » Sun Jun 20, 2010 3:23 pm

I like where this is going! Please continue!
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Re: FallOut

Postby LikesItTight » Sun Jun 20, 2010 3:54 pm

I'll have the second part up soon. I'm just wandering the wastes to find a suitable slaver location for the story. I want to stay true to the game.
I use the term "I'm a little tied up right now" to a literal extent.