Session 1

 

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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