Raul’s dialogue is what keeps me alive
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Raul’s dialogue is what keeps me alive
Update
I know I seemed pretty strong with this blog when I first started it, but I have been a bit too busy for it, or even for tumblr in general as school is starting back up soon, and I'll be heading back in to get my AA. I will be active on some blogs, though. Those being @incompetent-justice and @speedweedsbizarreblog. Perhaps at some point I will come back to this blog.
mayor potty mouth @tstske
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The humans are dead
The humans are deaaaad~(they look like they’re dead)
I always like imagining the Going to the Store/Late for Work videos are of synths going nuts.
In french deathclaws are called Écorcheur, meaning “The Flayer” and I think that’s pretty metal
In spanish radroaches are called Nukaracha and I think that’s pretty fucking fantastic
those pipboys are cool arent they
“Oh, without a doubt, those are cool. For something so small, you can do quite a bit with them. Hack terminals, read, record, and play holotapes. And you can change the color of the display which is pretty cool!” MacCready said, grinning like a child, quickly digging in his bag to pull his own Pip-Boy 3000 MK IV out.
“Boss managed to swipe me one from Vault 88. Thing looks almost brand new, and works great. Fun to play Atomic Commander on it or read holotapes on when I don’t have work going on.”
Good morning! Vault-Tec calling! You can't begin to know how happy I am to finally speak with you. I've been trying for days. It's a matter of utmost urgency, I assure you. Now, I know you're a busy fellow, so I won't take up much of your time. Time being a, um, precious commodity...I'm here today to tell you that because of your great service to our country, you have been pre-selected for entrance into the local Vault. Vault 111. I just need to verify some information. That's all!
MacCready listened to the stranger, staring them down with the same look he would wear if a can of Cram started singing and dancing.
‘is this guy insane?’ He thought to himself, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Listen, Ja–.Idiot. Companies like Vault-Tec are what caused the War. If you think I’m going to fall for this joke, or even want to live in one of these Vaults, you’re not very smart. Especially if it’s Vault 111.”
“Blue, as Piper called’em, suffered enough in that place. I would rather die than live in there, which I am pretty sure would happen in that place either way.”
"Now there's something a man don't see often in the wastes; A Priest. You look like you stepped right out of history, carrying a cross like that." [fishing-for-caps, if this is okay!]
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“Really? I often find the wastelands is where a priest’s needed most!”
The Stranger shrugged, giving a slight grin.
“That is true. A priest is what the wastes need, but other than a few every few handful of miles, unless you count the nut-jobs with the Children of Atom, you aren’t going to run into one too often. So I can say spotting one’s a pleasant surprise.”
“I dunno what that is, but it sounds like a cult… Yeah, no worries ‘bout that here, jus’ a wanderin’ priest!” He chuckles, running a hand through his hair.
“Well glad to spice yer day up a bit then, stranger! Where you headed, anyways? If you don’t mind my askin’.”
“You aren’t far off with that assumption . Bunch of radiation-worshipping lunatics, as if it were some god instead of something you should steer clear of....” He started, trailing off for a moment.
“It’s not important with details...But I’m heading east, going up to visit a guy I know in a settlement a few miles out. Crazy he may be, but I had work out in that direct, suposed I might stop in for a short while.”
"Now there's something a man don't see often in the wastes; A Priest. You look like you stepped right out of history, carrying a cross like that." [fishing-for-caps, if this is okay!]
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“Really? I often find the wastelands is where a priest’s needed most!”
The Stranger shrugged, giving a slight grin.
“That is true. A priest is what the wastes need, but other than a few every few handful of miles, unless you count the nut-jobs with the Children of Atom, you aren’t going to run into one too often. So I can say spotting one’s a pleasant surprise.”
ATTENTION ALL CITIZENS
Please be on the lookout for the crime lord known as The Boss; leader of the 3rd Street Saints. If you or anyone you know happens to come across him - you are highly advised to proceed with caution. Despite what the media says DO NOT APPROACH HIM BY ANY MEANS. HE IS ARMED AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. Please contact the nearest law enforcement officer you can find and let them know of his whereabouts. Once again; no matter what you hear or see this man is a dangerous threat to society. Whatever seminal connection or sympathies you may feel towards his criminal acts, any attempt to aid and abet this individual is PUNISHABLE WITH THE FULL FORCE OF THE LAW.
Criminal Shenanigans Written by ya big b0i Andre. Art done by the amazingly talented Tupu.
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