“Bitch, please! Haven’t you figured out these guys are trouble YET? Why do you keep sneaking out?”

Ask Preston. He’s got to find SOMETHING for you to do, after all.

I’ve tried the Rift. With a properly set up PC, the thing’s fucking awesome. If something like Fallout 4 was adapted to it... I’d be a VR junkie in a heartbeat.

I’m going to have to try that. Going up against the Brotherhood, I just hung back and ended up using the artillery smoke grenades for the Minutemen.

Kinda rearranges the furniture a bit when you use it indoors, doesn’t it?

I’d take the X-01 myself, if you haven’t leaded the T-45 parts.

Came out of Virgil’s - and noticed a glowing patch. As I got closer to it, I saw it was a sleeping Deathclaw. Some missiles woke it up and took care of it.

They’re concealing a lead-lined jockstrap.

“Dang... I THOUGHT I felt a draft!”

Same with me. “Oh, you want me to go into the Glowing Sea to that old Sentinel Site I cleaned out about twenty levels back? Right. Lemme go get my lead jockstrap on and I’ll plant your beacon. Wimps.”

I’d have preferred that myself - it actually kind of hurt when I had to go kill the Railroad, they’re the ones I had the most affinity with. Had to keep reminding myself “It’s only a game.”

My dad was a radar tech in WW2, partnered with another guy to open a radio repair shop afterwards. When TV came along, he basically ignored it - figured it was just a fad and it would disappear.

I’m not sure either - but I figure it doesn’t hurt the stat.

Power suit bumped up to E-level protection with the Tesla package over ballistic weave hat and clothes - anything that tries to fight me dies pretty fast.

That looks like something found in Fallout 4

I was trying to be generous. ;)

Made tanks that actually worked.

Those Mirelurk Queens...

I ran across the racetrack also - but stayed outside and pecked away at my opponents.

Sometimes it’s the poking around that really pays off for me - I was going through the General Atomics mall, looking through the various shops, found a terminal in the diner where the Handys were slice&dicing the customers. Turns out some guy by the name of Issac was worried about the directives given to the robots -…