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CRAIG BOONE of FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS
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CRAIG BOONE of FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS
can i be honest? i completely forgot this account existed. it wasn’t personal, i deeply hyperfocused into bg3 and forgot about everything else. i am gonna go on an indefinite (but not permanent) hiatus until i can feel more connected to boone again. he always comes back. like a scab i pick at.
@spottedperk : 'i'm not cut out for this crap.'
it takes effort for him not to snort at that, to the point where he lifts a hand to cover his mouth. the lady at the booth casts a look between the two of them, with her interest swaying as luke holds out a closed hand with caps jangling within. once the transaction is complete, he yanks his satchel round to his front and starts sorting through the supplies. two boxes of .308 rounds are tossed back towards boone one at a time. ❛ come on, where's your sense of adventure? ❜ a gentle tease to his voice. then again, luke certainly wouldn't classify venturing into an abandoned and overgrown vault as an adventure. prior to all of this, an adventure was tagging along with petra to the old airport near the trading post while she tore apart more machines. that was hardly the point though. he turns back to the marksman, sliding his revolver into its holster and the satchel back into place. ❛ if you really don't want to come, you can head back to the lucky 38. but i did just buy you new ammo. ❜ what harm was a tiny bribe in the mojave anyways?
Boone effortless catches the boxes of .308s that come his way, sighing as he looked at them. Ammunition was important in the wasteland, and didn't always come cheap. Lead farmers made good money selling to merchants.
"My sense of adventure..." He repeats, "I'd rather go to this vault than sit in those suites."
Boone was mostly just complaining. This vault didn't seem essential to any mission for them, nor did he think that it would lead to any Legionaries ending up dead at his feet. However, he wasn't opposed completely to going off with Luke.
After all, they worked well together. And Luke had done him a favor or two in their time traveling. A bullet here, a wound there, bodies dropping in favor of the ex-ranger.
"Fine. Lead the way."
Rockelle smiles up at Boone, standing up straight to look at him. The woman has traveled alone for so long, it was nice to interact with someone who wasnt a raider or something trying to kill her. That alone made her skin crawl to think about.
"Ah! So you shoot anything that comes by that looks suspicious! Do you keep a counter of the headshots you make? Ooh or even a 'bloody mess' meter? Something to keep morale and hopefully make the time go by faster." She chirps, her excitable nature coming out.
She then looks past him briefly at the view, the barren dessert landscape behind him. She couldnt imagine working here and just staring at nothing for how ever many hours. "Do you ever get bored?" She asks, thinking out loud. "Are you open to maybe leaving the beast and facing the wasteland head-on instead of a view of teeth and dessert?"
"I kill people who threaten the town. I kill raiders and legionaries. I don't keep track." He turns his back as he speaks, looking over the horizon. "Killed too many to keep track at this point."
This woman is pretty excitable, and she asks a lot of questions. Did he get bored? He supposed he did. Boone considered his options at her final question, and got an idea. He'd been seeking assistance for a while, but he couldn't trust anyone in Novac to do it for me.
"I have faced the wasteland head-on, but I have business here before I could leave. I need someone I can trust. You're a stranger. That's better than nothing." Boone raises his rifle to the horizon again, looking out. "... Do me a favor, and I'll come with you."
ok. i caught up to the fallout show. i'm gonna try to crank out a couple replies. :)
sorry i haven’t been here i promise i haven’t forgotten you all or abandoned this blog, i might go on a brief (no more than a week) hiatus tho.
sorry i haven't been here. the fallout show dropped and i have had no time to watch it and i don't want to get spoiled. i also have had no time to roleplay. i will be back soon and all my drafts are queued :)
whats this dudes problem (knows what his problem is)
i probably won't partake in sinday things very often. i think boone is very private about his sex life. don't get me wrong, he'll bone, but it's probably not something that i will engage with on this blog for a Very long time when interacting with someone else.
“I get that a lot,” Merlyn replies with a shrug. It’s true, they often brought up subjects or said things that weren’t very proper, but they had a very hard time of thinking before speaking. But despite this, they were happy to hear him reply anyways. Their curiosity would’ve killed them if he didn’t!
“Peace, huh? I get it. It’s…crazy sometimes. But man, I think I’d absolutely die if I wasn’t always doing something!” They also pause briefly, but end up shaking their head with a smile. “Nah, I get you. ‘Sides, we’re friends now! I haven’t even begun to annoy you yet.” They laugh, despite knowing they’d push his limits soon enough. There was a slight feeling of guilt in their stomach, but they shove it down.
“I dunno if I can help you find peace, but…hell, I’ll try! What’s your idea of it? What does it look like to you?”
Boone listens to them speak. Opposite to them, he often pondered over every word that came out of his mouth before it left his mouth. Thinking before speaking was pretty much all he ever did. Sometimes he thought plenty, but only a few words would leave. He wanted to stay grounded, calculated... If he ever got caught off guard, or worse, caught himself off guard, he didn't like it.
"You seem like you'd die if you weren't always doing something." Boone remarked. He wondered about his new friend, wondered what made it seem like they always had to be on the 'go,' or at least, that is how he perceived them.
"Peace is..." Slowing himself to think about his words, he answers simply. "... Domesticity. I've been through a lot. Would like to settle down one day. Even if it's just by myself."
He spent a lot of time by himself, "Might look pretty young," He'd always been told he looked older than the 26 years he held, so it was a bit of a joke. "I had a wife once. Things were pretty peaceful with her."
wildlcck said:
“ i won't tell a soul. i promise. “
"If it's important, you're right. You won't." There's a tone of threat on his voice, one he doesn't like to use, but will if he has to. "Now, you said you had something personal to ask, what was it?"
wildlcck said:
"everybody lies. no exceptions."
"I don't lie." Boone says, and to the best of his knowledge, that's the truth. He's never really been good at it, not even when he was a kid. Couldn't play much pretend either. His honesty and bluntness has gotten him into a lot of trouble in his life. "I stay quiet when others do, but I don't do it myself. Could, probably, just don't."
— reassurance starters
“ i feel safe with you. i always have. “
“ are you okay with this? ”
“ i trust you. you've got good values. “
“ thank you for your patience. “
“ can i kiss you? ”
“ i won't tell a soul. i promise. “
“ i appreciate you for you. “
“ you are so smart. the world is lucky to have you. “
“ you don't mind if i kiss you, do you? “
“ it's okay, you know. it's only if you want to. “
“ i want you to kiss me. “
“ i would pretty much trust you with my life. “
“ are you okay with being touched? “
“ if you're uncomfortable, you can tell me. “
“ if there's anything you don't want to do, you don't have to. “
“ you deserve the whole world. “
“ do you want me to talk to them for you? “
“ are you sure about this? “
“ it's okay if you say no. “
“ it's up to you. “
“ i'll always support you. “
“ you'll always have me. “
“ we don't have to do this if you're not ready. “
“ you belong to me, with me, under me. consensually, of course. “
“ do you want me to kiss you? “
“ can i hug you? “
“ i like kissing you. “
“ you're really cute, you know. “
“ you're adorable. god i love you. “
“ you and me, we make a pretty good team. “
“ you're worth everything. “
“ i've never loved anyone the way i love you. “
“ you promise this is okay? “
“ are you okay with me kissing you? ”
“ you can always talk to me. always. “
“ i'm here for you. “
“ do you trust me? “ “ yes. “
“ i like spending time with you. it's nice. ”
“ you make me happy. really happy. “
“ it's pretty nice, this thing we've got going on. “
“ you don't need to worry. you're safe. “
“ i got you. “
“ i'm not going anywhere. “
“ call me, even if it's the middle of the night. “
“ are you okay with this? “
“ i'm extremely okay with this. “
“ you know that i love you, right? “
“ whenever you're ready, i'll be there. “
“ if you're not ready, we can wait. “
“ take your time. i'll wait for you. “
“ don't think for even a second that you have to prove something to me. i love you just the way you are. “
“ everything's gonna be okay. “
“ you're not alone. “
“ are you busy? can i talk to you for a moment? “
“ you have me. you'll always have me. “
🐝 * ― 𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ how could you do that? i thought we were friends! ❜ ❛ the world would be a better place without you in it. ❜ ❛ don't even think about trying to beg for forgiveness. ❜ ❛ do you have any idea how much harm you've caused? ❜ ❛ i don't ever want to see your face again! ❜ ❛ i promise you i'm going to make your life a living hell. ❜ ❛ the others may be able to ignore the past, but i surely won't. ❜ ❛ if you ever hurt them, i swear, i won't hesitate to punch you. ❜ ❛ don't even try and act friendly with me. ❜ ❛ that's not a threat. it's a promise. ❜ ❛ i'm not the same helpless little girl i used to be. now i can finally defend myself against you. ❜ ❛ you lay one hand on me and it'll be the last thing you ever do. ❜ ❛ it's about time you finally get what's been coming to you for years. ❜ ❛ actually, you're not as bad as people say. you are so much worse. ❜ ❛ tell me one good reason why i should believe anything you say. ❜ ❛ oh look, it's the useless one again. ❜ ❛ i'm glad to see you're not letting your education get in the way of your ignorance. ❜ ❛ how anyone can stand being in the same room as you is beyond me. ❜ ❛ that's a low blow. even for you. ❜ ❛ unless you want to end up with my fist in your face, i'd rather shut my mouth. ❜ ❛ i wish i could be there when you finally get what's coming to you. ❜ ❛ i wish you'd never been born! ❜ ❛ fuck you! this is all your fault! ❜ ❛ have you lost your mind?! ❜ ❛ you betrayed us and still you think you can think you can just waltz back in here like nothing ever happened? ❜ ❛ no! i've had enough with you. go to hell! ❜ ❛ i want you to go and never come back. and if you do, i promise you'll regret it. ❜ ❛ do you have another clever idea to get us killed? ❜ ❛ name one good reason why i shouldn't hurt you right now. ❜ ❛ next time we see each other i won't be so nice. ❜ ❛ is this supposed to scare me? ❜ ❛ i can't believe i ever trusted you ... ❜ ❛ you should have killed me when you had the chance. ❜ ❛ come any closer and you'll regret it. ❜ ❛ you may win this time ... but i will get my revenge sooner or later. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ and you can go to hell for all i care. ❜ ❛ lay one hand on them and i'll make sure you won't ever be able to lay a hand on anyone ever again. ❜ ❛ i'm not your friend! i never was, i never will be. ❜ ❛ i'll make you regret the day you were born. ❜
got through half my replies before my spoons died out :) hope you all have a nice day, i'll be back later. i'm gonna rb an ask meme or two, feel free to send in anything if you're a mutual. if we don't have any compatible verses, i'll message you and we can plot after you send in an ask.
“Jeez, man…,” Merlyn sighs, feeling they picked the wrong person to chat up, “well, I personally find fun in a lot of things myself. I like to party, thrift shop, sing… I like going out and doing crazy shit.” They drum their fingers on the bar, holding their colorful and fruity drink in their other hand. They were determined to salvage this, mostly because the poor guy seemed to be going through it.
“Do you like, need to be around people for fun? ‘Cause like, there’s nothing wrong with that—I’m like that. You got many friends? If not, I can be your friend. How’s that?” They smile at him over the rim of their glass before knocking back most of it in one go.
The bright drink made him narrow his eyes, but he didn't judge much beyond that. Everyone was here getting drunk, who was he to judge the way they went about it? Or maybe they were all here to socialize, and he was the odd one out.
"I think I do." He says, thinking over their question. He didn't have any friends at all. "Need other people to have fun, I mean. I don't have many friends."
As Merlyn knocks back their drink, he raises his glass and knocks back his as well. It's whiskey, but he doesn't flinch at it. He raises the empty glass.
A soft sigh left her lips as she seen him lower his weapon, her hands going down as a response. While she did know self defense and how to work a gun, the last thing she needed was to be taken out by a stray bullet rather than a death claw.
Looking at him with a gentle gaze, she keeps a friendly smile on her face. As he introduces himself and refuses a handshake, she nods. "No worries! Nice to meet you Boone. My name is Rockelle." She gives a small bow in front of him, moving a curl from her face.
"So what are you doing up here? Enjoying the view as well?" She chirps, her bubbly personality coming back out as she spoke to him.
Boone was a lot of things, but he wasn't violent to strangers. He'd simply been spooked. He watches her bow, and is a bit uncomfortable with the formality of it. The discomfort quickly passes.
"I'm up here doing my job."
He turns around and looks over the 'view' of Novac and the surrounding Mojave. After being up here so many times any novelty that may have come from it had faded. Especially in the dark.
"I watch over, protect from raids and legionaries."