Bobby’s Voice Logs
via Pip Boy (aka
“Chirpy”)
Entry 46
Been 164 since Sunshine saved me.
Found a hunk o’ junk in the
scrapyard. Sunshine’s tryin’ to figure out what it is, but neither of us can
make head or tails of it. Worse case, we sell it for caps.
Entry 47
Been 177 days since Sunshine found
me. Weird day.
Met a couple strange ones at a
crossroads. Doctor something or other and a real wack-a-do with a brahmin.
Wack-a-do smells like chems - not all there, real space case. Lab Coat’s fresh
out of the vault shiny. Very literal. Went on rambling about saving the world –
about kaijus and Godzilla and other nonsense. Trying to recruit us. They called
me a bully when I weren’t too into what they was pitchin (Sunshine says I come
off a little rough sometimes. That don’t make me a bully though, just tryin’
keep Sunshine safe is all.) Sunshine asked me to play nice, so I’ll play nice. Lab
Coat has a robit named Karl who’s seems like a stand-up guy at least.
Another good thing – Lab Coat took
a look at the hunk-a-junk we’s been carryin around and bing bang boom fixed it
right up! Turns out it’s a robit named Murph. Murph don’t remember nuthin about
how he got all folded up. Tough one that.
Played cards with Karl and Murph
while Sunshine chatted with the strangers. Murph and Karl both ended up
hustlin’ me. Lost every stick I bet. Good guys those. Remind me of the folks I
used to run with (just less squishy on the insides.)
Sunshine suggested we all head to
town for supplies, on the way she joked about me being the little spoon. What
she bringin’ that up for?! It was one time and it was cold! Lab Coat and
Wack-a-do thought it was funny and for some reason they keep callin’ me Booby
Tumbleweed and Babby Riker. Only Sunshine gets to call me Tumbleweed, she
earned it.
Close to the five, we saw there
was some kinda trouble. Group of folks with kids and brahmin tryin’ to dig
through the mudslide. Luckily no one was hurt. Murph, Karl, and I started to
help dig. I had a pretty good idea how to clear a hole faster... but then Lab
Coat called Karl away and then Murph left me for some reason or another...
Anyways, I was covered in mud,
head to toe, just workin hard to dig through the mud when bam! Whack-a-mole come
right at me! I knew if I yelled “Godzilla” those nut jobs would come runnin to
help and luckily that worked. Murph hurried over to me and we took care of the
first one lickety-split. Murph just gets it, you know? Then more and more
started popping up. Everyone took to whack-a-moling and before anyone got too
seriously injured bada bing bada boom we was done. (Few of us had some
scratches, but nothin’ squirrel stew couldn’t fix up.)
Started watchin’ another of those
moving pictures Karl was projectin’. Called Predator. Just gettin into it when
we realized the kids was missin’. We got to searchin’ but took a bit before those
new guys picked up a trail - Wack-a-do noticed his brahmin was lookin’ a
certain way and then Lab Coat saw tracks, so we went hurrying.
Came to a canyon, switched into my
training, keepin’ my eyes open for an ambush. Murph scanned ahead and saw a
number of bodies, including some in the water. Gotta mental image of kids
drowning, so I abandoned my training and sprinted ahead...
Heard whimpering and then some
geckos popped up and we danced for a bit while the others hurried to help. Lab
Coat found the kids cowering near some rocks, luckily none of them looked hurt
or nothin’.
Gecko’s kept a comin’ but I showed
some of them a little mercy and respect and a couple more a little bit of joy.
Couple minutes later, bada bing bada boom and we was collecting meat and ready
to head back.
Before we did though, Murph
noticed somethin’ shiny in the water. Pulled up a chest and Sunshine got to
picking the lock. Inside the box was a boatload of goodies! Including beer! Lab
Coat handed me a ball cap cuz that’s the only part of me that didn’t have some
kinda protection. There was other stuff too, but I’m mostly excited about the
beer if I’m bein’ honest.
When we got back to camp,
Wack-a-do convinced the locals to trade us fusion cells in exchange for helpin’
their kids and they gladly did. I never woulda been able to do that. Just been
handin’ out good deeds for free this whole time.
I wasn’t so sure about these
strangers when we met them... but Lab Coat sure knows how to fix stuff... he
knew right away how to fix Murph when Sunshine and me has been stumped for
weeks. And when Karl and Murph’s weaponry got jammed, he fixed it
lickety-split! Sunshine is pretty good at talkin, but Wack-a-do does it so much
more easily. Somehow a real charmer that one....
I don’t buy inta none of this
savin’ the world shit, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say these new folks aren’t
handy to have around. Who knows, maybe if we stick with these folks, they can
help Sunshine get that settlement of hers she been dreamin’ of. And more
numbers is always better, ‘specially when folks bring useful skills to the fold
and aren’t afraid to jump into the fray, you know what I mean?
In the meantime, I just gotta play
nice like Sunshine asked me too.
Entry 48
... Shit.
Just realized Lab Coat’s been
watching me this whole time... muttering “fascinating” and makin’ notes in that
fuckin’ notepad of his.
Is it too much to ask for a little
privacy here? The fuck.
-BR
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