Okaaay. You probably expected that I’ll ghoulify myself. But that’s not only because I simply like ghouls, that’s also because that lifestyle would suit me just fine. I mean a) you have a good chance that you’ll have a long, long lifespan, b) most people don’t want to have anything to do with you because you don’t look especially fresh and smell like rotting meat. Sounds like a good deal to me! I could live all by myself in the middle of nowhere. I would probably go insane after some time, but hey, at least first 30 years were pretty nice, right?
So ages (ages like in few months) ago I wanted to make a character sheet for my Vault Dweller. Now it’s finished.
Because fighting the entire army of super mutants seems much more classy when you have a fancy moustache.
There always comes a moment when I say to myself: “Man, I miss drawing ghouls.”.
Aaaah, someone thinks that my blog is one of their favourites.asdafsdgsefgbdf
Your words mean a lot and I hope you have wonderful holidays as well! <3
Dear Yes Man,
this Christmas my mission was to deliver supplies to camp Forlorn Hope. This included weapons, ammo, food, etc. And I mean food that actually tastes good! Is there anything more festive?
You should be glad that you are a robot and therefore never had a displeasure of finding out how military rations usually taste like.
Boone was more than happy to go with me (you could tell that by his slightly less frowny face) because of high probability of Legion soldiers attacking us. Even Rose agreed to help after I promised her free booze and I admit that her experience in caravan business was invaluable (do you know how amazingly stubborn animals brahmin can be??).
The whole action required a lot of work. Convincing higher ups, scraping all the money we could get, exchanging some favours… But it was all worth it. Tying it all up with Christmas season was Sexton’s idea and even though I didn’t consider it a good one at first, it worked out pretty nice. I mean, who wouldn’t want to get a gift that can help you avoid an imminent and gruesome death? All nice kids deserve something that will help them to defend themselves.
We were allowed to stay at the camp to rest. We decided to use this time to relax a bit before our return journey. To Craig’s disappointment, but our relief there were no Legion attacks this day.
I’m really not sure how Rose managed to convince doc Richards to sing "Here comes Santa Claus" with us. For that matter I don’t remember why we were singing it in the first place. I swear this lady gets extra charisma points after few drinks.
Sergeant Reyes like always was taking care of radio transmissions. When I went to visit her she told me that the Christmas mood had reached even her and she was happy to send short wishes to all NCR troops stationed all over the Mojave, along with information that today nobody died in Forlorn Hope.
I wouldn’t dare to say that magically everyone started to feel good. This place is still front line in the middle of a war. But everything seemed a tiny bit less miserable and here it’s quite an achievement.
I hope that in New Vegas everything is fine. Merry Christmas and may your robot days be filled with actual happiness and contentment not that “my programming doesn’t allow me to be sad” kind of bullshit.
One of your courier friends,
Took a break to make something real quick for the holidays!
Billie’s expression is worth a million caps. Seriously.
because i need to say merry xmas to http://mylittlechimera.tumblr.com/ , so here is her courier Jonah, smug and badass guy :D
((still testing Black Ink, is really amazing for a beta,but damn, so much options xd))
He isn’t really all that smug, I would rather call him “I was so close to dying at least few times already, at this point I don’t care if it actually happens, so I’ll try to make a difference”.
Tho ‘badass’ has a nice ring to it. 8)
Thank you for making a gift for me, I know you were very busy lately. <3
Ahhhh, it’s so great! Someone finally managed to put him into some decent clothes, instead of his usual t-shirts and flannel shirts. <3
It was unexpected, thank you sooooo much!
Hi there friends! The Holidays are nearly upon us and I need your help!
I am enlisting all couriers (and those who want to be Couriers in Training) to help deliver holiday cheer across the Mojave in the
COURIER REINDEER RUN!!!
Now lots of folks are sending each other packages during this time and I heard tale of a big fat man giving out gifts during this time.
Since he probably was shot out of the sky due to anti-aircraft missiles, it is up to you to get these gifts to the happy little (dirty) families! Without you couriers, there will be no happy holidays!
Now, I know each of you is going to take up a pack and set off, but I would like you to send me back a little picture or note on your very dangerous journey across the Wastes. You don’t have to! But see here? We already have the courier 4 pretending to be Biffa Claus and trekking through a terrible sandstorm! Go Biff go! Don’t die! Or else you will disappoint more people than just yourself!
So again, if you want to participate in the COURIER REINDEER RUN and be one of the most hardcore Santa Clauses on this side of the Wasteland: Grab a pack, wear something festive if so desired (and you can find it), and send me back a picture or a note/journal entry/shouting at me due to sending you on a dangerous route!
If you’re not a courier and would like to be, become an unoffical one right now! Congratulations! Now you are a rough and tough glorified mailman!
Let’s get this Reindeer Run a-going!….if you really want to join, that is!
GO GO GO! People of the Wasteland need couriers now more than ever.