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[grassfire]

I normally prefer a hands-off approach to these things but for you, Mr Craig Boone of the NCR, I think I’ll make an exception.

[amygdalae]

just remembered in fallout 3 when u get a house u can pick from a number of themes for your home and theres a theme called "love machine" where it adds a heart shaped bed and an insane hanging lamp thats shaped like 2 life sized figures fucking

[amygdalae]

imagine one of the tethers breaking because your roof is shitty and rusty as fuck so you get crushed to death in the middle of the night by the lesbian sex lamp you spent like 1000 caps on. okay

[fallout-lou-begas]

Top 10 Pictures Taken Moments Before Disaster

[fallout-lou-begas]

counting or not counting raider violence

[charlie1781]

Miss drawing New Vegas so much, but I haven't had the time to get back into it yet. I've been thinking about creating an OC for the game too

[song-for-an-unborn-sun]

[snake-eggs]

Fallout TV trio + game perks

[wastelandbonerhell]

if you can’t find the meme you need, be the change and make it yourself

[wastelandbonerhell]

arcade: so i’ve officially spent a quarter of my life cutting up plants. amazing.

arcade: did you know i trained as a physiotherapist? i bet you didn’t know that. it’s not really a specialty that’s in high demand.

arcade: i mean i was only put into the physical therapy program because i was a head taller than everyone else in my general medicine class. maybe i looked like someone with a gift for manhandling people.

arcade: but thirteen years later and here we are. cutting up plants because julie and two administrators before her claim i have quote unquote bad interpersonal skills.

arcade: not that you’ve ever had this kind of career crisis, boone. have you? you seem like you’ve got your life figured ou–

boone: bet i could karate kick that molerat mound.

arcade: i’ll hold your hat.

[grassfire]

I normally prefer a hands-off approach to these things but for you, Mr Craig Boone of the NCR, I think I’ll make an exception.

[stryfeposting]

[stryfeposting]

interesting fact: a human can’t step foot on krakoa unless he’s married to a mutant citizen.

cloudbursting - frank castle/nathan ‘cable’ summers, 6.5k

[4dr3n4lin3]

let’s go fishing

[wastelandbonerhell]

arcade: no, i'm sorry, but no. that's not right in this world or the next.

veronica: get the handbook.

arcade: i'm not walking all the way to the bedroom to get a rule book because you can't remember what dice you need to make a constitution save. we only have three dice. veronica. veronica, we only have three dice because rex ate the other dice bag.

veronica, louder: get. the. handbook.

cass, even louder: IN A STROKE OF MERCY THE DRAGON KILLS US ALL. YOUR NAMES ARE NOT REMEMBERED. EXCELSIOR.

[wastelandbonerhell]

lay him out ‘neath a cactus flower

[wastelandbonerhell]

roger that. please put on some pants, over.

[mangonetics]

hello welcome to post apocalyptic video game. this weapon you find is a gun made from plumbing and other garbage using no power tools. it was smashed together by a Raider (a discrete category of person, ontologically evil) while high on Drugs, and is an example of how stupid and primitive the people of The Wasteland are. it is fully automatic, has a rifled barrel, never jams, and has interchangeable magazines that are compatible with every other garbage gun made by other Raiders elsewhere in the world.

[p-lxnet]

[gello-strands]

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