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[delafiseaseses]

'Ere's one for ya: favourite Barton?

Barton Thorn

Dale Barton

Voting ended onDec 24, 2023

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FNV Minor Character Poll - Round 1-A, Day 4

Left: Andy, a retired NCR Ranger residing in Novac. —"I still like to pretend I'm a Ranger, though. I'll check in with the guys up at the station pretty regular on the ham radio. Sometimes they stop by, tell me they're paying their respects, the smug bastards."

Right: Barton Thorn, a valiant traveler soliciting the rescue of his very definitely real girlfriend on the outskirts Goodsprings. —"My girl is trapped by geckos on the ridge and I can't get to her. Please, she's going to die!"

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Andy

Barton Thorn

Voting ended onMay 5, 2023

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[busta-of-the-day]

Today’s Busta of the Day is: Barton Thorn from Fallout: New Vegas

[delafiseaseses]

The Prospector and the Geckos

The Prospector looked up the ridge. Fridges. No doubt about it: someone had a stash up there. Food, maybe weapons, something of value, probably enough for a good trade. Too bad the place was a damn gecko nest. Getting swarmed by those bastards wouldn't be fun, if he could even make it past them.

If only he had some help. Though the idea of sharing the stash wasn't something the Prospector was interested in. A good stash split between two people could just end up not worth the effort. That was the entire reason he was alone.

Then the Prospector saw a Stranger walking towards him. Not a Raider, maybe local to that town over that way? It didn't matter where this fool was from, one thing was certain: this was an opportunity. A chance to soften up the geckos, at least. The Prospector's mind raced and he quickly came up with his lie. A... girl was trapped up the ridge by the geckos. Yes, that would work.

The story probably wasn't the most convincing, but the Stranger agreed to help him. They went up the ridge and the Prospector could hear the ensuing fight. This was perfect. Either the Stranger killed all the geckos, being wounded enough by the swarm that they could easily be killed to take the stash, or the Stranger died and took enough geckos with them to let him get up to the stash.

After a few minutes, the Prospector walked up the ridge. The geckos were dead and the Stranger was investigating the stash. Clearly they were surprised to not find any girls, alive or dead. It was time to indulge in a quick bit of boasting.

"Sorry I tricked you, but thanks for clearing out the Geckos. Now I can get to that stash up there... after I deal with you." he confidently said, drawing his weapon, this fight wouldn't last very long.

Barton Thorn was right, of course, the fight was quite short, but the result wasn't what he expected.