Storys

these r my favourite stories from ppl who played the game

Bob the Drunken Do-Gooder
When he was born, his father used to give him whiskey to stop him from crying. His father was a great man and taught him how to uphold a code of honor, but Bob always had a weakness for the sauce. In the Vault, it was never much of a problem, because there wasn’t that much alcohol around. Once he got out into the wasteland though, it became a real problem for him. One day though, he figured out that beer was his path to salvation. If it made him swing his hammer harder, then he knew he was destined to drink all of the beer he could find and to destroy the evil-doers with his hammer.

He always took a beating in a fight, because he was too stubborn to use guns, but he always managed to pull through. Sometimes, in a fight, his strength would start to falter, but he was always ready with another beer. This brought his strength back, and he was ready to be a hero to the people again. Slowly but surely he managed to get more respect and better equipment. He never wanted to use guns though, so he was ultimately always at a disadvantage. One day, he eventually found a nice warm hat. He was really happy about this, because he had started to go bald at an early age. That was part of why he grew a beard, to prove to people that he was still a man. He ended up spending most of his money on his enormous medical bills, so he was never a very rich man. He always knew he was doing the right thing though.

"Feed not for pleasure, only to nourish. This is our dignnity"