*The look to each other*
"You don't look female."
*murmuring back and forth*
"We do need out clothes mended and made, and perhaps you can grow food for us. Let us bring out Da Leader, and ask him what he wants to do."
*You wait five minutes*
*You see what looks to be a very fat man wedged into a Elvis like white skintight bodysuit, complete with hair and sideburns.*
"I am Da Leader, my men tell me you do woman's work. Most of the women here don't last because they are women, but if you can do the work of a woman, without all the problems being a woman means, we can let you in."
*He grins a semi toothless grin*
"We all need our undies washed and sown."
I never thought I'd be pleased to hear that. "I'll be more than happy to get right on it."
Seems like this will be a very fulfilling life for me for a while.
*They invite you in, and you are led to a the tent of the former person who did that stuff for them. They remove the woman's body.*
"There, almost like it was lived in already."
((10 GE roll))
*You start right away to get to work on all that needs to be done here. You have 16 hours a day work here, if you don't stop yourself, but can you stop yourself?*
I do need to sleep, unfortunately. Much as I would enjoy cleaning and sewing and gardening all day.
*Well unless your trying to make checks, you can be working from sunup to sundown on this stuff, you do have options on that front, and you will have a long time to work with before something happens.*
How long?
Days? Weeks? Months? Up to five years? Up until this time I'm playing it safe and doing what I'm told. I don't want to start anything I can't finish.
By five years I'm probably at least average level in most of my physical attributes.
Decades? Centuries? Millennia? If it goes more than five years, I'll start to garner some freedom to myself, I hope, and begin a regimen for myself to try to regain some of what I lost.
By a long time, I seriously doubt you meant more than five years, so I'm just playing it safe.
*You have a year of nothing happening which at that point I will roll again*
*You can choose not to clean, it would be a simple willpower roll, the sexual and violent ones are difficult willpower checks.*
*If any of that changes your plans*
No, my concern is that these gentlemen will not take kindly to my actions to better myself; I will continue cleaning and cooking and sewing and knitting and gardening and all that good stuff.
*After a year, the quiet of the day is pierced by gun and plasma fire, lasers are quiet, so you see them but not hear them.*
"RAIDERS, WE ARE UNDER ATTACK THE RAIDERS ARE IN LA!."
*Everyone is screaming and moving like their heads are cut off*
*It's making a mess, and tearing clothes*
That's terrible! Mess, torn clothes...
Self-preservation kicks in, and I lay on the ground and hope they leave me alive.
((GE roll 15))
*After a few hours, you hiding in your tent, things get back to normal, some raiders dead, some people dead, a lot of clothes and armor needing to be mended. There is a lot of leather armor here, someone hands you a bloody plasma rifle and ammo to get their armor and clothes to the top of the list.*
Well, I've got plenty of work to do!! n.n yay
((Int check 36, nope haven't thought of it))
*I assume to accept that deal, since one way or another, you are doing all this stuff on your own. You have a busy couple of weeks.*
*GE check coming in a few weeks if you have anything pressing to do*
Nope! Just more of what I love! n.n
*You happily do your work, it brings you fulfillment and joy*
*It is about another year*
*Someone starts screaming*
"IT'S RAINING."
*it is mass panic*
I'm assuming rain is acid rain, probably having mixed with sulfur or chlorine in the atmosphere.
Regardless, acid rain is no joke at all, but running around like a bunch of crazies isn't going to do anything about it.
Hmm... Okay. I'm going to take the cape from my Batman gear and try to secure it over my tent and stay inside.
Hopefully it's acid resistant as well as fire resistant; no better time to find out than the present, eh?
*The tent material is enough to absorb it, you hear a hiss outside, the cape is fine, most people who weren't morons were fine, a few did die from the acidic rain. The good news is more tents and clothes need repairing YAY!*
((13 GE roll))
*It is quiet for several months*
That's good.
It's still more of the same from me, as it's only been two years and several months.
*You love the smell of soiled underwear in the morning, it smells like VICTORY!*
*Time passes*
((GE Roll 13))
"RAIDERS...2 of them, run for your lives I guess."
*They are taken out quickly, and you only have 12 hours a work a day, it's like a vacation*
A vacation???? You mean, I have nothing to do???? How TERRIBLE!
I guess I'll spend some time running around making sure no one needs anything. Running is the keyword. Also, just do some general upkeep with my martial arts, some forms, untargetted attacks.
*You do some running it feels great to run 100 feet, stop, 100 feet stop, eventually it's 101, then 102 and you get the picture, you start the long grueling process to get back into shape, on the plus side, your rail thin, so you have that going for you.*
Good stuff. Work myself by degrees back into shape here in some free time.
*In a year I will let you get back to a 1@5 considering you were doing normal things the previous 2, we'll call it meeting in the middle.*
*GE roll 19*
*Cue screaming about raiders, this one is serious, lots of people will die*
I will... go and meet them in my armor, and tell them that I wish to speak to their leader.
*You go out, ask to speak to them, they agree*
*I already made rolls, will bonus/minus them based on what you say.*
"We mean you delightful rogues no harm; we are simply trying to carve out an honest existence here for ourselves in this cruel world. How can our two groups come to some sort of understanding?"
"Hand over all your food, weapons, supplies and armor and we will leave peacefully."
*Is their response*
*You see about 30 raiders, with various weapons out here, so it will be a tough fight either way*
"If we give you all of our food and supplies, we will not be able to survive. That option is not acceptable. In the alternative, we will be more than happy to trade honestly with you."
I'm ready to get into style and activate my defenses; I'm expecting death, sadly, but I don't intend to make it easy for them.
*The settlers of LA rally around you*
((GE roll of 23))
*They get slaughtered pretty quick, your lasting better than most, you could probably claim 3 or 4 weapons before the end, so do some research on Fallout 3, and give me your 4 choices and we will roll to see your luck*
Oh, therippertherippertherippertheripper.
I mean, uhhh, that is to say...
If one of them has got a ripper knife, that would be my first choice. I love them dang things. So nasty.
I looked at the wide array of weapons that game has to offer now.
I want...
four rippers.
Just kidding.
Ripper knife, Smith & Wesson M29, Super sledge, Deathclaw hand.
*No Deathclaw hand, no deathclaws, rechoose for that, you are able to get a Ripper with 100 cells, a 44 Magnum with 50 rounds, a Super sledge, and something else raiders might have. Choose but choose wisely.*
We'll go with the spiked knuckles.
Second choice would've been the plasma pistol, but I like to go with what is reliable.
*Ok you get the spiked knuckles*
*You get beaten, blasted, bludgeoned and bombarded, it was a glorious and painful end.*
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