There were rumors that an Assaultron had taken over a vast majority of the wastes. The green sea, which was once a desolate area that nearly no living thing could survive in, was now a some what thriving community of bots and mutated individuals. Some how, one robot had gained sentience and was traveling around taking anything she thought worth taking back home. She had heard about some deathclaw around here that wasn't a complete mindless beast. She wondered into her territory and scanned around. "I really hope this Gorefang is real and not some horny bandit's wet dream." She stated out loud to herself.
*gorefang watches the assaultron from a cliff, the bimbo deathclaw wearing an armor bikini made out of scrap metal and pieces of power armor, the deathclaw soon slides down and to follow the bot, her massive tits bouncing*
