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Let me tell you, people take low-light optics for granted. I could barely see three feet in front of me without the damn things. Seeing the Dogs had started throwing spears, I’m glad.
The whole set of caverns was illuminated, barely, by gems sticking out of the walls. Apparently, perfectly natural there. We were practically led there by those Dogs attacking us. That’s what I don’t get. I managed to tear through at least fifteen of the damn things. Why did their buddies think they stood any sort of chance?
I was on to my last magazine for my submachine gun before we found them. And of course, they were guarded, two Dogs for each pony. There was no way I could just shoot my way through that situation. Odds were, I’d hit one of them, even with VATS.
The mare could only watch as her human companion blazed a trail of bloody destruction through the Diamond Dogs as though they were made of paper. Each one he had ruthlessly, effortlessly killed, dodging around the spears that were sent in his direction with ease. Somehow, the entire situation was made worse by the fact that he didn’t even seem to see the corpses, walking on and over them as though they weren’t there. She was just glad that she could barely see in the gloom. She was sure that her nightmares would be filled with these images and that being able to actually see them would only makes them worse.
Twilight didn’t know how many the Courier had eliminated, but they eventually found what they had come down into the caves to find. Her heart sank at what she saw. The three fillies were there, along with six Diamond Dogs. The fillies themselves were locked behind barred doors, covered in dirt and cuts. “Twilight?” Apple Bloom asked timidly. One of her eyes had been swollen shut and she was holding a leg awkwardly. “Is that you?”
The unicorn could almost feel the Courier shaking with rage besides her. “They hurt them. They fucking hurt them.” He dropped his weapon and pulled the other, sleeker one of his back. “They’re gonna pay,” he growled.
“Wait,” Twilight said, hoping to halt his murderous rampage. “We should try talking first.”
The Courier seemed to glance at her. “Try if you want. I think we’re past that, though, he replied harshly. “They try anything, I’ll have a few new coats.”
The mare couldn’t stop herself from shivering at the way he said that. She couldn’t help but wonder just who was the bigger threat here, the Dogs or him. She cleared her throat and turned to the Dogs. “Let the fillies go and we won’t hurt you.”
The Diamond Dogs laughed. “Let them go?” one of the asked. “Little ponies work for us now!” responded another. In the gloom, she had a little trouble identifying the speakers.
“Hey!” the orange pegasus filly, Scootaloo, yelled out. “We don’t work for nopony!” The Dog nearest her shoved the butt of his spear through the door and slammed her in the face with it. As she rolled away, holding a hoof to the newest bruise, there was a loud bang and a yelp of intense pain.
Twilight turned to see the Courier looking down the scope of his weapon, the small metal ‘barrel’ smoking slightly. She followed the line of sight and was horrified to see that one of the Diamond Dogs, the one that had just struck Scootaloo, was clutching a leg that seemed to have exploded. Even in the gloom, she was sure that she could see bone between the Dog’s claws.
“The next one to hurt one of the girls isn’t getting back up again, he said menacingly, forgetting that Twilight was the only one who could understand him.
Understandably, the Diamond Dogs were scared. The strange being, clothed in armour unlike anything they had ever seen and wielding a weapon of frightening power, had just incapacitated one of them with minimal effort. They couldn’t understand what he had said, but they didn’t have to. His tone said it all: I will kill each and every one of you.
As one, they all agreed to do the reasonable thing. One of them opened the door to the cell the fillies were in as the rest lowered their spears. “Go,” one of the said. “Leave and take monster with you,” another growled.
All it took to get them free was to horrifically maim one of their captors. And slaughter the ones in the way. Quite honestly, it was a lot easier than I was used to. Typically things would end with me covered in blood and the hostages close to death.
Twilight still carried them out, though. At least two of them were too injured to walk on their own, and they were too tired anyway. It’s probably a good thing it was so dark in those caves. I think the last thing such innocent children needed to see were bodies.
And that’s the thing. Every child in the wastes, from DC to The Hub, has at least some concept of death. True, it could just be one of the Brahmin on their ranch getting killed by a wild dog. But, y’know, more often than not they end up having to defend themselves against raiders. I’ll be honest, I was a little jealous. Who knows how we would’ve turned out if we’d been born and raised in a place like Equestria?
Twilight was just glad to be out of the caves. No doubt in her mind now, they would definitely be the setting of the next nightmare or ten she would have. She was just glad, though, that they had gotten the fillies out safe. She turned to the Courier. “I’m glad that’s over.”
The Courier, who had since taken off his helmet, stared at her in shock. Then he placed the palm of his hand on his face. “You did not just say that,” he groaned.
“Miss Twilight, what’s wrong with tha alien?” Applebloom asked, looking at the human curiously. Sweetie Belle was a little too scared to look at its face, instead taking note of its odd apparel. Scootaloo, being Scootaloo, was looking at him in awe.
“I don’t know,” the unicorn replied. “Mr. Courier, is something wrong?”
He shook his head before replying. “No, no, just...” He sighed. “Just trying to remember which is stronger, whiskey or absinthe.”
“Absinthe,” Twilight shot off without a thought. “And how is that relevant to anything?” she asked, her brain catching up to her mouth.
“Because I need a really strong drink,” he replied angrily, still being vague enough to confuse Twilight.
We got back to the town, again me using a Stealth Boy. Hey, the last thing I needed was a complete freak-out by the locals. Besides, how do you think they’d react to you? No offense, but, well... yeah.
We got back to the library, and I was told to go inside and wait. Twilight wanted to take the girls back to their families. At the time, I didn’t think much of it. After all, I had just saved three children from a fate worse than death. So, I went in, sat on the ground and waited. With a bottle of absinthe.
Halfway through the bottle, I realised that the two ponies Twilight had sent to get help never did anything of the sort. I was a little drunk, so I didn’t understand just how significant this was. I know, stupid.
Twilight was back soon enough. Said the families were just happy the girls were safe. Couldn’t ask for more, except maybe some sort of self-defence training. Then someone knocked on the door.
When she opened it... I’m not proud of what happened next, I’ll admit that. Honestly, though, that’s why I’m not taking you to Jacobstown. You’d react just like I did. Doesn’t help that I was more than a little drunk.
And so, on my fifth or sixth day there, no idea which it was, I got kicked in the head by a member of the Royal Guard and arrested for assault. I wasn’t awake for the arrest, mind you. I got told that happened later.
Author’s Notes:
Can anyone guess why he tried to hit a Guardpony?
And what's this about the person he's talking to, hmm?
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Jacobstown? is he talking with Fawkes?
because the guard armour looks like Caesar's Legion armour?
557130 Fawkes? Fawkes is from fallout 3. Marcus is the super mutant at jacobstown.
Resemblance to Legion?
557143
Hes also a different type of supermutant to the ones in new vegas, made in vault 87 using a different batch of FEV to the one the master used
similar enough to the supermutants and nightkin to pass at a disstance, but bright green up close
Caesar's legion resemblance. Yup.
557133>>557144>>557158
I was... kinda being rhetorical. Still, thank you for playing.
He's probably not talking to a super mutant, as they wouldn't react to Jacobstown in that sort of way. And if he hit a guard he was probably drunk off his ass or mistook the guard for a BoS soldier.
damnit chapter was too short wanna know what happens
557347
Whats a Bos Soldier sorry I havent played fallout new vegas yet.
557427 Brotherhood of Steel. Though I'm not sure how power armor looks like their armor... (Think mech-like) And you're supposed to co-operate with them in both games.
Because the guard try to use magic ?
557427
A smelly bundle of idiots who dress up in fancy-ass power armor and walk around like they own the wasteland even though they don't do a thing to help the people.
Wow, I can't believe I had to read the comments to make the "Royal Armor is similar to the Legion Armor" connection. That shit should've been obvious!
....What's happening to me?
It may just be me, But I don't see enough similarities between Ceasar's Legion armor and the Royal Guard armor. They both have the head brush thing. and they're both in the old style of knight or roman soldier armor or whatever, but the differences are really stark. Namely in color, general shape, and the obvious fact of the pony wearing it.
558039 Being drunk off your ass kinda hinders your thought. The Courier might have just acted on instinct, hmm...?
God damn cliffhangers!
Why do you authors torture us like?
You sick batsard.
Hugs and shotguns for everybody!!!!!!!!!!
558039 Legion armour is based off Roman armour, while Royal Guard armour is based off of Ancient Greek armour. Both being "classical" western civilisations, they do share a lot of similarities, but they are noticeably different. The Romans stole a lot of their culture from the Greeks in the first place anyway, although they did refine a lot of them. I suppose that to The Courier, a poorly educated and currently drunk man, they would look the same. Of course the pony thing would still stand out, but I suppose that instinct had kinda kicked in.
558701
558479
OK, I could see a drunk of his ass courier confusing the two, But a person/pony with any measure of sobriety probably wouldn't.
Chapter, Y U SO SHORT!
Great chapter my friend, can't wait to see what happens next.
I agree that the Courier probably attacked cause he was drunk off his ass, and the ponies were wearing armor.
Still trying to figure out who he's talking to though, it's really hard.
.
Though my current guess is....Brotherhood of Steal person? ... No friggin idea... still thinking though.
559037
You're not entirely wrong with them being a member of the Brotherhood. Not entirely...
Lone Wanderer. Its sort of obvious if you read the previous chapters.
Judging by the mention of Jacobstown, he tried to hit the guardpony because his armor looked like that of a super mutant, and by now it's most obvious that he's talking to the lone wanderer... Something about the way he said, "Besides, how do you think they’d react to you? No offense, but, well... yeah." makes me think the Lone Wanderer is disfigured in some way, or something else about him makes him less than appealing to the eye.... Is he a ghoul?
559300 Already guessed that though.
and
559063, Finnaly! A solid lead!
560478
I never said you were wrong. Hell, I actually declared that it is the Lone Wanderer a few chapters back.
559493
No, that's why the Lone Wanderer would react badly to Jacobstown. Though that's just because "super mutants", nothing to do with their armour.
The Courier reacted badly because the Royal Guard wears pseudo-Greek/Roman armour, and he's been fighting a pack of single-minded, fanatic warriors that wear just that. Who can blame him?
As for the ghoul thing... Well, you'll have to do as General Lee Oliver and wait and see.
561865Woot! I got it right awhile ago then.
. I seem to suck at finding these things, sorry ta trouble ya.
And i sincerely apologise for missing you stating it when you did
I think he's talking to one of the freaky ones like a super mutant or a ghoul. It has to be a NV character because he just references Jacobstown like the other person already knows what it is.
Also Courier killed like 6 dogs in half a second and then let the pony who called it "murdering" (along with the wimp who lets people with stronger wills tell her what to do) get sent off to send a letter to the princess for "help". I bet that letter sure as shit wasn't asking for help against diamond dogs.
Oh god, I will shake your hand if it just turns out to be woona and Courier is so overcome with exultation that he tries to hug her or something.
Also I have a question. At the start the Courier declares he helped the NCR win the Hoover Dam battle, but he also apparently controls the strip. Is this a Yes Man playthrough Courier or an NCR playthrough Courier?
572701
My head-canon is that the NCR gave control of the Lucky 38 to the Courier.
572684
Who's to say that the Courier simply hasn't told his audience enough so they have an idea of what Jacobstown is like?
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>Who's to say that the Courier simply hasn't told his audience enough so they have an idea of what Jacobstown is like?
Well, nothing really. But this is clearly a different listener. I've started suspecting that they're all on a caravan passing through America, and this is like the Canterbury Tales: The Courier's Tale. He reminds me a lot of the Pardoner, in that he has a very grey morality, even though he may claim otherwise.
Heh, everytime I read the courier talking about Stealth Boys, I just know the Wanderer is secretly going "Pfft, you still use stealth boys. I have stealth armor. Best you've got is a 'stealth suit' that makes you paranoid by joking about ambushes."
Well, this is kind of late, because i don't get around to things, but with saying two weeks in a coma, it must be The Lone Wanderer. And he was a member of the brotherhood, so... That is my guess.
557130 "No offense, but, well... yeah." Most likely a super-mutant.
557427 It stands for Brotherhood of steel
"she was sure that she could bone between the Dog’s claws."
errr?
He's officially A TOTAL. FUCKING. BADASS MOTHAFUCKA!
*Ahem*
“I’m glad that’s over.” -- *Multiple facepalms* Twilight! You NEVER say that!
I would of tore them all down with the blood nap just to get my point across
You know, i might be a tad bit late, but i get the feeling that he's talking to the lone wanderer...
EDIT:
And now i read the comments... i think i'm right...
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The reactor bit earlier gave me the same impression actually...as well as the slaver camp being wiped out.. I personally enjoyed that moment in-game
Why does Twilight immediately know that absinthe is stronger than whiskey?
I don't think she would be quite so familiar with alcohol.
Is it Shining?
4541902 She is quite versed in chemicals, she is doing potions and stuff like that anyway. The problem about absinth is the tendency to create hallucinations, if you had to much.
4541902 she's a book nerd they have their ways
He's talking to the lone wanderer from fallout 3
Oddly merciful of him. I'd have killed them all after they released the captives. No witnesses and all that.