#fo4 wip

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tell me about the ??? wip 👀

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hehehehe, ???, is Part 2 of Calder Jacobson's story, one of my sole survivor OCs from Fallout 4. Part 1 ask here. Part 2 covers the canon events of finding and killing Kellogg, going to Goodneighbor for Nick, and picking up Mac then there's some various adventures with different companions and it ends with taking out the Gunners.

Gunners should probably actually be part of Part 3 because this is a beefy section but I already posted Sweetest Fruit You Can Bear which happens after and I don't want to shove chapters in front of it so it's the delimiter at the moment.

This is the least put together section and is mostly just short scene description with some outlined dialogue. (I guess technically Part 4 is the worst because i have nothing planned other than a smattering of scenes after they cure Duncan and bring him to Sanctuary). I have not figured out the title or themes. It really feels like a way to get from A to B where A is Calder being a cagey lone wolf and B is him falling for Mac.

Mac wakes up on a small bed to the soft beat of music he was unfamiliar with. Nothing on the radio, that was for sure. His jacket and hat were on a coat rack by the bed, his pack propped up on the wall. He limped into the living room of an old pre-war house. He sees Cal, mechanic’s coveralls rolled up around his waist and a sweaty white sleeveless top, head in his hands. His sniper rifle was on the table completely repaired. He placed a hand on his shoulder. "Boss." Calder flinched then let his hands dropped but didn’t look up. "Don’t sneak up on me like that." Mac: Sorry. Didn’t mean to. Where are we? Calder: Somewhere safe. Mac: How’d we get out of there? Calder: Lots of bullets. Mac: Are you…are you mad at me? Calder: No. I’m mad at myself. I can’t lose anyone, Mac. I’m done losing people. I almost lost you. Mac: I’m sorry. I should’ve done better, boss. Calder: You? I put you in a bad situation. You’re a sniper. You’re trained – shit. Were you even trained? Mac: Self-taught since 10. Calder: That’s something. You’re a great shot. Don’t get me wrong. But you don’t have close quarters combat experience. Scouting and long-range target removal are your skill sets. And I stuck you in a rat maze because of my own damn selfishness.

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The Ghost of Sanctuary

Miraculous Seven

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The Ghost of Sanctuary

This WIP is Part 1 of Calder Jacobson's story, one of my sole survivor OCs from Fallout 4. It starts where i left off in the first fic I posted for him Scraping at the Bottom which takes place a few weeks after he wakes up in Vault 111 and goes through the canon events in Concord and Diamond City. This is part of the same series as Sweetest Fruit You Can Bear (which I know you enjoyed but sadly no Mac in Part 1).

The themes are very much Calder adjusting to life 200 years after the bombs dropped balanced with his natural SEAL instinct to remain an anonymous shadow. It is 90% outlined dialogue.

Preston: Now that you’re back. I could use you for something. There’s a settlement that needs our help. Calder: Then help them, Preston. Do you need guns, grenades, armor, supplies? I’ll give ‘em to ya. But I’ve got my own problems. Preston: We’ve all got problems. I need your help. Something in his voice made him look up. Calder could see the defeat in his eyes. Preston was pleading for help. Maybe he just really cared about this small settlement. Maybe it was something more. But Calder had seen that look before. He was reaching out for more than just help with this small task. He was in a bad place and needed someone to pull him out. Calder wasn’t sure he had the strength to help anyone but himself. Calder: …You don’t. You’re a good soldier. You just think you need me.

Miraculous Seven

This WIP is a fix-it fic for the ending of the Magnificent Seven where everyone lives. (spoilers below the cut - it's a ten-year old movie but i wanted to add a keep reading anyway so it works out ^_^)

Because I'm an angst monster Faraday, Goodnight, Billy, and Jack all still take the damage they do in canon but have various levels of disabilities from their injuries with Faraday obviously being the worst from essentially taking a stick of dynamite to the face. This is a Faraday/Vasquez focused fic but I've put together some cute scenes for Billy/Goodnight as well.

This one is also like 90% outlines dialogue and I don't even have all the major plot points down that I want. It's unlikely I'll ever post it but it's fun to reread and poke at.

Faraday: You should have let me die. You should have left me in that field. Vasquez: You did not deserve to die alone. Faraday: You don't even know me! Vasquez: I know enough. Faraday: ...You don't. Vasquez: It was not your time, guerito. Faraday: Maybe I wanted it to be. Vasquez: Fine...When you're well enough to walk you can go find some other field to die in. I won't stop you. Vasquez gets up and storms out

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Another WIP. Definitely can’t release this one on Nexus ‘cause of the perms of this the jacket :/

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Almost finished retexturing the pants then I can move on to the rest @_@

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wip number 905349584334123

place holder textures obviously. don’t know if I can upload this one on Nexus ‘cause the vest is from modern firearms, but I’ll share it here when its finished