The Enclave Elimination Force
Raven's Den is a small town that exists around the coast of Georgia. It gets frequent visitors because, much like the town of Megaton, its is heavily fortified with the remains of both airplanes and...
View ArticleFoxtrot Uniform
The sound of mechanized steps echoed through out the forest as Ike pulled along his pack with his robotic companion after him. His Trench gun clutched in his hands as he traveled through the...
View ArticleDie Here or Die There
Tau hid in the shadows, behind a maze of crates full of equipment. Half of it was old, and half broken, but the forces of 'Ronto still found uses for them. Take, for example, the old M4 without a...
View ArticleHiring! Scavengers Wanted - New Yellowstone [Open]
Jack opened his eyes as his alarm went off, rolling over and slamming the snooze button. He tried to go back to sleep, but it wouldn't come, so he instead rolled over and made his way to a standing...
View ArticleSelf Pity (Near Springvale, Megaton, Vault 101)
Crash sat silently in the stiff metal chair next to his poorly made wooden table, a bottle of vodka in his hand and a cigarette in between his lips. He was clad in only his boxers, and Jacob...
View ArticleA caravan ride.
Dust, sand, ruins.. It was all there ever was in the god forsaken capital wastelands. And in the wastes there is only one thing. Bullets. Bullets made the world go round, with out them and a trusty...
View ArticleResupply
Paradise Falls “Get moving scum, before I throw out to the dogs!” a slaver shouted at his delivery of human beings. The captured wastelanders looked absolutely horrified with their explosive...
View ArticleInto the Capital Wasteland
It is midday in the far north-west region of the Capital Wasteland. The hot sun burns brightly over the barren, scorched landscape. At an old overpass a shadowy figure walks down the cracked, unstable...
View ArticleHighway Thunder (Ended and Moved)
The road was long and dusty as a car roared down it with two behind it, quick trying to catch up at him. Santos pushed down on the gas hearing his engine roar and all the parts move was music to him....
View ArticleOut of the Frying Pan... {OPEN}
As the Wasteland sun swung lower and lower across the bleached sands, a small, dark figure came into view along the horizon. He walked along the sands headed eastward, most likely heading to Arefu or...
View ArticleThe hunt for Wildheart
As Acid was walking through the wasteland, with vincent with him he kept walking to see if he could find any valuable information, Acid saw a building but found that there were 2 yao guais in there,...
View ArticleDelete
Out in the middle of almost no where was a small western town with not a big population to it. Logan was sitting in a bar looking around looking lik a old type west saloon with a radio playing 'I...
View ArticleIt's Hard To Say No With A Gun To Your Head...(OPEN)
Beau sat on the barstool that he had chosen a few hours ago. A glass of whiskey sat infront of him on the bar as a woman, blonde hair and an hour-glass figure, serving drinks. The bar was square in...
View ArticleObservation or guns blazin'?
Ressan was station just on the outskirts of vault 97 looking at the numorous deathclaws. Ressan was just meters away from the deathclaw's perception. The deathclaws would look in his direction but...
View ArticleScavenging through the Capital Wasteland {CHAPTER END}
Several miles east of Megaton, crouched behind the shadows of several jutting rocks, was a woman dressed in a black poncho. Her long dark hair and clothing were covered in grit, the results of several...
View ArticlePredator or Prey [Semi-Closed; request permission]
Nathan pulled up the sleeve of his trench coat, wincing a bit as he jabbed the needle into the vein at his elbow. He held the brightly-glowing orange bag up, giving it a bit of a squeeze to get the...
View ArticleThe Blood Born From Us All - Southern Pennsylvania ((OPEN))
*splat*The blood from the last dog in a pack of 13 all slain after attacking Vahn, went all over his face. After cleaning the blood off of the blade in one motion by flicking the blade in the air, he...
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Everyday Recon, Eh?
Slayer (The nickname Alfonzo had been given.) trudged through the Canadian mud silently, his laser rifle hoilstered on his back. It was about noon, the sun told him, and he had been out since dawn....
View ArticleExploring The vegetation of Canada's west coast (Open)
Caleb Pulled out his hunting rifle, only to find a bloatfly buzzing around, so instead of wasting ammo he punched it and knocked it down and then squashed it with his old Vault boots, he continued to...
View ArticleSeparated.
Nessa was running as fast as her legs would allow through the wasteland. Jumping in her skin at the sound of every gunshot that was fired at her. The raiders were getting close, but if she could make...
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