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16th July 2003, 03:50 PM
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| There can be only one!!  Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: Virginia
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| Here we go again -- I know - it's been a long time - <load game> "What can I do fer ya, young fella?" the ghoul with the stick in his head asks. "Uh, well, heard something about some Deathclaws?" Jack says. The ghoul twitches his head and Jack thinks he sees something drop from the branch. "Yeah nasty buggers." The ghoul wheezes. "Out there in this old cave. Got a map, I'll show you where." Jack pulls out his PIP-BOY (which has a map) and the ghoul points out where the cave is located. "So," Jack begins, "tell me a little something about yourself." *Why does it have me say that? Why do I care?* *You will in a minute - patience dear character.* *Yeahsureyoubetcha.* The ghoul launches into a tale about him and his friend who found a military base way up north-ways and their various adventures. A look of shock on his face, Jack asks, "How'd you survive?" "I didn't! I got killed!" the ghoul replies, and bursts into a fit of grisly giggles, then coughs and wheezes again. Jack couldn't help but smile and shake his head. *Ghoul's got a sense of humor. Guess that helps with the stick in his head.* <save game> That's it for now - have to do some work - back w/ more later |
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21st July 2003, 06:03 PM
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| There can be only one!! Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: Virginia
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| <load game> Jack finishes his intriguing conversation with Harold, the ghoul with a stick in his head, then heads back out with Ian and Dogmeat. "We gotta go get Sam. I have a feeling we're gonna need her to fight this Deathclaw thing." "Deathclaws? Jack, did you say Deathclaws? Look, man, I signed up for adventure, but I didn't think you were gonna try to take on one of those things. You've got to be kidding," Ian bellyaches all the way back to the green pixelated grid, through it and is still bellyaching when they get back to Sam - still standing in the same place Jack had left her. "You been standing here the whole time?" Jack asks, a little shocked. "You told me to wait here," she replies. "Oh, for cryin' out loud. Whatever." Jack sakes his head. "Come on. We've gotta go kill something." Sam frowns and doesn't move. "Jack, why are we going to kill something? Shouldn't we try to communicate with it first?" "I'm thinking with a name like "Deathclaw," communication is NOT one of the avenues we need to be taking." "Got that right," Ian mumbles from several paces away. Jack ignores Ian and glances down at Dogmeat. "See," he looks back up at Sam, "he's ready to go." **Aside from NPC Dogmeat** The hell you say. I'll help you fight, but I am in NO way jumpin' for joy to fight something called a Deathclaw. You have got to be out of your mind, crazy human with silver hair. **end aside from NPC Dogmeat** Sam frowns. "Uh, Jack, I don't think your dog wants to go with you." She watches the dog walk around and glare at Jack from behind her legs. Jack twitches his eyebrows. "Yeah. Will you just come on. We've got to do this so I can get more points, then move on to find this stupid waterchip thing." <save game> |
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27th November 2003, 12:41 AM
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| There can be only one!! Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: Virginia
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| <load game - sort of> **Aside from Jack** Look, can we like get some cheats worked into this thing? I'm gettin' really tired of trying to find all this stuff and get the waterchip. It's hot out here in post-apocalyptic southern California and my feet hurt. If I take my shoes off, I *know* my feet would stink, and probably swell up so big I'd need the arctic to shrink them down again. Can we *please* move this along a bit faster? How many towns to I have to play MacGyver in before I can win this game and go home? **Player to Jack** Sorry, mate, doesn't work that way. Besides, you've already been 'jacked up' with the cheats - what more do you want? **Jack** To sleep in my own bed! **Player** Tough luck. Go be MacGyver to a few more towns. And quit whining, it makes you look childish. **Jack** :P <save game - sort of> |
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22nd February 2004, 03:21 AM
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| <load game> "Oh... my... god... what... the... hell... have... I..." <pant> "gotten... myself... into?" Jack groans and pants and shuffles his way into the corner of a ramshackle building to shield him from the sun. He slides down the wall to sit on the hard ground. With a half-attempt at a yelp, he yanks a rock from under his butt and tosses it aside. "That was... insane. Anyone got a stimpak?" He takes a slow drink from his canteen, savoring the cool-ish water. Sam crawls on hands and knees into the ruins of the building and collapses beside Jack. "Used... my... last one..." and she passes out with her head against Jack's knee. Jack peers down at her and splashes some water on her face. She doesn't wake. He shrugs and leaves her alone, returning to tending to the large gash in his left thigh. "Ian? Ian, are you okay?" "Yeah. Sure. Fine. Next time, you face that thing alone," Ian grumbles and sits against another wall. Jack glares at Ian. "You hid behind a wall for the entire fight. You don't even have a scratch on you, you big wuss." He wraps a bandage around his leg and takes another drink from his canteen. Dogmeat limps in and falls at Jack's feet, licking at a wounded paw. He wimpers a little and keeps licking his paw. Growling and snarling at Ian, then turning back to tend to his paw. Stupid human. He's almost useless. "That thing is dead, right?" Sam mumbles into Jack's knee. Jack rubs her hair lightly. "Yeah. Or, it better be. Becaused I'll be d*mned if I'm going back to find out." "Can we take a really long nap now?" she asks. "Yeah. Ian's on watch though." He glares at Ian, daring him to object. "Yeah, uh, right boss. You got it." Ian gets to his feet, pistol in hand, to man the shattered doorway. <save game> |
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23rd February 2004, 04:27 PM
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| no - it was supposed to go that way - it was supposed to just shift into the aftermath of the fight -- b/c, well, I really suck at writing fight scenes -- plus, fight scenes in this game - really slow and really boring -- they're 'turn-based' - so they're not all that fun. Plus - you really wanna read: <Deathclaw slapped Jack> <Deathclaw slapped Jack again> <Jack roils in pain> <Jack uses stimpak> <Jack shoots at Deathclaw and misses> -- blah - boring - just read about the fight afterward -- that whole 'off-screen violence thing...  |
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10th August 2004, 04:03 AM
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| Hey - anyone playing this and can remind me what's next so I can write more of this?? If no one is -- I'll find it - might take me a day or so --- I'll get back to this one - honest -- |
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5th August 2007, 08:18 AM
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| Re: Fic: Impromtu - Jack O'Neill in Fallout Someone reminded me of this fic and I just now see and realize that I haven't added to it in... 3 long years... that's kind of sad... Esp'ly since Jack's just at the Deathclaw and there's a LOT that happens after that. |
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