#fo4 verse

[itsbvtch]

Butch has a little salon on the coast of Boston, near the airport. Come and treat yourself for a modest price and great service.

[adigeon]

After a devastating attack on his previous home, Benjamin Sisko and his son cross the Wastes on their way to a new one. (DS9, in the style of Fallout 4. Playing fast and loose with the Fallout setting; no knowledge of Fallout 4 needed; some Fallout 4 spoilers.)

i’m messing around with a ds9/fo4 fusion! this is 100% something i’m planning on working on just when i have writer’s block on everything else/the spirit moves me, but i’d die for ben sisko and wanted an excuse to write more of him/in a fo4 setting. no knowledge of fo4 should be needed for this, but there are some spoilers

if you have any prompts/ideas/etc for this verse hmu

[daggersandbonecharms]

6:What do they like and dislike?

Likes: helping innocents, hurting bad guys, flirting, petting Dogmeat, being naked.

Dislikes: Helping the Institue, drug addiction, being rude, ESPECIALLY being rude to kids

[irritableteadrinkersarchive]

   ‘Simon giving some Raiders target practice. Cause they apparently need it. He’s so considerate...’

[thelasttejada]

@lastofthepast

There she was again, ‘The Silver Shroud’, come to Goodneighbor to right wrongs and defend the defenseless-- at least, that’s what Kent told everyone who tuned into his radio station. 

This was the first time Raul had actually gotten a glimpse of her, and while he was more of a ‘¡La Fantoma!’ fan, he recognized the costume from the old comics at the magazine store he used to go to before the war.

The other thing he noticed, besides the costume, was the Pipboy on her wrist. It looked just like the one the Courier Six, a dear old friend of his, used to have (at least until they traded it in for that gaudy golden Pimp-boy.) There was a sudden wave of nostalgia and a pang of lonliness when he saw it, as much of a pain in the ass as they were, he really did miss that crazy mailman.

“Oh, it’s you. You come in for a repair or somethin’?” He asked her.

[bastardmagnificent-blog]

“How are there still vertibirds around I swear everytime I step outside one gets shot down. How as the Brotherhood survived this long if their planes can’t function.”

[cottonbellehernandez-blog]

@doyouknowthepuppetman

A man with a strange, plush toy on his hand, how odd. Was this guy some sort of entertainer? He looked incredibly stressed out at the moment... maybe he needed help?

“Sir...?” She said, approaching him quietly, “You ai’ght there, mang?”

[cottonbellehernandez-blog]

Finding the Followers

@sleuth-synth

Valentine had told her that if she needed him, she just had to follow the signs in Diamond City to find his office. While she had jokingly nicknamed him “Holmes” because of his outfit, she didn’t actually expect him to be a detective.

She opened the door a crack and poked her head in, hood and coat dripping wet from the rain outside. She made an attempt to wipe the mud off her boots on the welcome mat before entering, but she wound up tracking it in anyway despite her best efforts.

She looked over at the two desks, noticing a woman in a skirt, and the familiar cybernetic man she had met outside of Diamond City a few days ago. “Uh, hey Holmes...” she began. “I mean uh... Mr. and Ms. Valentine.” She assumed the woman was his wife, for whatever crazy reason, it made sense in her brain for the only woman living in his home to be of that relation.

“I uh... you guys... you aren’t too busy, are you?”