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I've rigged explosives in all my loot, if anyone tried to steal it until I come back to life, it will all go kaboom!
And hell, I may have been stirring things up in the start, but that's what a good god-fearing American does! You must question your governments choices, so you may help it improve! So look here Mr. Nathan Ninja, I've housed you, fed ya, and paid fer all the medical treatment we did so you wouldn't die of alcohol poisoning, and this is how you repay? I spoke up in the beginning, but when I start helping and giving vital strategies, you want to kill me? That's it! Damn Kroatz and Ninja, the damn Mafia, you all want a piece of me? Well, some and get me you yeller back cowards! Fight me Kroatz, you damn Mafia, fight!
And goddamn you ninja, you would use a child as a meat-shield? You sick b——! We should lynch 'em, just fer trying to use children in his lootin' terrorist activities!
And no, I never went "Berserk" in Megaton. I'm always a good person. It's true, I always have very good karma every play through.
Sorry to offend you "Good fella" Mettaur… but then again, I've never had a good play-through. At best neutrality. And about that repayment thing; I got bit, punched, shot at, lazer burned, and probed for your animals! Sorry to be tha bearer o' bad news, but I'm out after ya cus yer mafia! Y'all had me fooled at the start, within your small talk an' yer accommodations. But then after a long day ah drinkin an pig watchin it hit me! Favor fer a favor… how very mafia of you >_<! There ain't no innocents, just degree's a guilt. I'll gladly admit all my crimes, now have honour and do the same!
and also I second that drunk thing…
You lost me, what the 'ell you talking about Nathan? And I don't do "favors". I give a paycheck for workings, but since you are working fer lodgings, I just immediatly put it into your tab. So I don't do "Favors". And, uh, what was that bit about? I don't wuite understand, no one has tried to attack the animals, so how could you 'ave been "bit, punched, shot at, lazer burned, and probed", if no one has been after the animals? Have you been drinking on the job? And you must be mafia, no respect fer yer elders! I give you so much, a normal wastelander would have killed you way earlier fer all that dis-respectin', and the bar tab you have is huge! But I put up with it all, you sir are the goddamn traitor here! I even tried to vote fer you to get a title! That's big! Only a mafia would trraitorize a man after he does so much!
Man… gotta stop drinkin' I'm slurrin' my words… and gettin' paranoid… ya know what… forget it! I take it back, Mettaur, let us make bygons bygons! I tell you wha I'll do fer ya, seein as I insulted you so dearly, I will take up for you an' undertakin. Name me an item an' I'll scower the wastes for it! I will risk lif an' limb fer ya iffin you'll forgive an uppety drunk. Whatcha say hmm? What can I get fer ya?
Agreed friend, bygones are bygone! C'mon, let's go searching together, not gunna have you riskin yer life senselessly, that wouldn't be friendly of me, now would it? I fergive ya, in fact, lets go scavenge some! There's an old Trading Post, full of Raiders. Apparently these guys worshiped old Product Placement, and now…eh, it's pretty dangerous. And gorey, I plan on killin them Raiders, cleaning up the place, and then I'm gunna give you yer own Trading Post, cuz yer ma buddy! Fer ya I got some Combat Armor, a Riot Helmet, and a Railway Gun. That place is a level two at least on danger, you don't have to come if you don't want to. Woo!…damn, maybe we shud wait till we ain't drunken no more…
Agreed friend, bygones are bygone! […] Woo!…damn, maybe we shud wait till we ain't drunken no more…
*A few very drunk hours later* Man, who says drunk people can't fight? This, this round is on me! And that attackens on them Raiders was great, when we get yer new store helping person to clean up, it's all belonging to you! What shud we names him anyways? I think we should call him, "Mr. Robot". You really know how to fight, you, you should join them Brotherhood of Stell, they need good punching people. *Hic* Hey, hey, do you think I should ask her out? Do you think *Hic* nevermind…man, this bar is great! And I love this music-stuff!
…uh, why is the ceiling the floor? We should get back to the
Vault, before I puke up my lungs.
…wait, wait a booze gulping minute here…you voter fer me to get lynched? Why buddy, why wouds you…nah, I fergive ya. When I dies, I want you to have all of my hooch…I knows you votes like you think you should, I woun't hold none of that against ya. You're still ma buddy, I usually come back to life a week later after all of this, occasionly two weeks. Man, I don't understand why you would votes fer me, but I fogives ya. In fact, I call a dead mans party! All the hooch on me!
I'm very shorry about dis, I really am. My hands up reluctantly. I can read people, and I don't want ta do this to ya, I really don't. You sir are a good friend and I promise, iffin your time comes, I'll take care of the vault for ya. *Sniff* Your the best friend a drunk could have! I'm so very very sorry bout it! Iffin you go down, I will build you the GREATEST TOMB STONE EVER!!! I SWEAR YOU THIS ON MAH HONOUR! And when y'all come back ta life, we'll go out into th' wastes hacken n' waken them raiders n' gian bugs 'till the bromien come home! Now then a toast to proving nothing can come between good friends!
I undershtand buddy, its all alright, I die lots, so it isn't that big of a dealz. And thanks very muchin fer taking care of ma Vault, I'll get ma peoples there to help yua. A toast? I fought we was having booze..oh, that toast! Yeah, a toast to the bestest drunken buddies in all of the wastes! Lets party a night that this here town won't ever forget about! Woo! (Picks up keg, downs it all) Lets get and make a party! And when, when I get back, we will be bestest buddies, savin peoples and looting all over the place! I'll, I'll even give you sum of that food, the stuff that i never die! Whatdu ya say pal?
THAT party, is going down as the greatest party evah, in all the history of tha Regulator Vault. And, and you were right, them Steelers were waaay upity *hic*, you should join the Regulators. Do what evah the 'ell you want, as long as all the guys you kill are evil! And man, we throw the bestest parties! I think this was good proofs of that. Buddy, I just have one last *hic*, one last favor of you. Could you protect ma other friend, her name is Rokulily, could you protect her? She is my friends, and I won't be around to protect noone anymore soon, so could you do that fer me?
Well, all that lootin' of that place means we made a boatload of caps, plus a big place fer us to hang at (hehe, and I'm really about to hang, I'm good at this!) , a robot buddy that can fire lazers from his eyes…well, EYE; loads of scrap metal fer melting and firen at the raiders, loads of parts for weapons and inventions, and a freaking building, which is very good for use as a trading post. Ninja buddy, I think we did a good job here. This is gunna go down on the map, as Ninjas Loot and Hooch, and whenever you need any help, the Vault will always help ya! Plus, if ya go an join them Regulators, they got yer back too! I gots ta go soon, have fun whule I'm gone!
*stumbles around with cartoony bubbles all over his head*
I'm tireder an a tumbleweed that be blown across the entire west and back again. Work an family are wearin my fingers to the bone! Well, I took a gander at thah clues, an the person that wasted PP is jninjashadow I reckon. Now, I don't know if this is a hired gun, or a Marshall. So, I won't be a votin, I'll just let ya'll do with that tidbit of information what ya'll will.
As for bein accussed of wastin Niccea, well, I don't have any proof that I didnt do the deed. However…
THEMS FIGHTIN WORDS!!! I'LL SHOW YAH TO BE POINTIN YOUR FINGER AT ME!!! … Oh, yeah, the cat with no name is gone. Ok, I'll let yah slide this time, seein as I have no backup at the moment. But I won't be forgetin this!
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