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Let's Role Play: Fallout:New Vegas (NSF56k) Spoilers maybe.
Kharmakazy
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This is a LRP (Lets Role play!) of Fallout:New Vegas from the perspective of a "Chinese operative" Just adjacent to the story line of the main game.
SPOILER POLICY
If you have not played new Fallout: New Vegas, or even if you have...there probably will be spoilers. If they are story altering I will do my best to tag them out for you but the whole game is a spoiler if you haven't played it. If I get too Liberal or conservative with them, feel free to let me know. I WILL be skipping all the DLC though.
Let us begin! I am an Asian gentleman who believes that he is America's last best hope for Chinese victory! Either that or he thinks he is dead. Either way! Go Team!
Loud men talk above ground, disturbing my rest. They talk for a bit, then it sounds like they shoot a person and then bury them.
The truth is, the game was rigged from the start.
Suddenly I become aware of one very important fact. I seem to be unable to remember much at all. I remember that I am Chinese, sent here to spy on Americans before the Great War. (I think... not really sure but I have a pretty good feeling that might be it... Suddenly the realization hits me that I am, in fact, buried underground and have yet to decide how to feel about this.
With my next passing breath (had I been breathing before?) I find myself being dug out of the ground. Too blinded by the light to see by who for what. I seems to have been delivered to an American “doctor” for lack of a better word.
(Giving him my name? I may as well hand over my rank and serial number! That might surely blow my cover if I have any... if I even remembered my name... Why does he need know my real name anyhow? If I don’t need to know it, it’s clearly not that important!)
(that's the ticket...)
Benny: Now see here! My brain is the property of the Chi... er.. Uncle Sam!
Benny: Ok.. I guess thats...WHAT IN GOD'S NAME YOU DO TO ME!? Why you make me look like dung farmer! I shall sue you for every last penny! (and for that matter why am I speaking English? Is this English?)
Benny: It just so happens that I come from a long line of scientists and surgeons (probably)!
Benny: So handsome. I bet I get many pretty amer- LOCAL ladies looking like this. Very distinguished.I sure hope you are a better veterinarian than reconstructive surgeon!
Benny: Benny is as fit as an axe, no need, I assure you.
Benny: This is Unpossible!
Why don’t you have a seat on that couch over there and... I don’t know... ponder the frailty of life.
Benny mumbling: makes no sense...
sleeping under the dirt for 200 years
I don’t even like dirt...
Must be some mission I’m forgetting...
Vitally important...
But soon, in update 2 Benny makes friends with a a nice helmet named Hector. Hector knows just what to do.
Hector knows.
SPOILER POLICY
If you have not played new Fallout: New Vegas, or even if you have...there probably will be spoilers. If they are story altering I will do my best to tag them out for you but the whole game is a spoiler if you haven't played it. If I get too Liberal or conservative with them, feel free to let me know. I WILL be skipping all the DLC though.
Let us begin! I am an Asian gentleman who believes that he is America's last best hope for Chinese victory! Either that or he thinks he is dead. Either way! Go Team!
Loud men talk above ground, disturbing my rest. They talk for a bit, then it sounds like they shoot a person and then bury them.
The truth is, the game was rigged from the start. Suddenly I become aware of one very important fact. I seem to be unable to remember much at all. I remember that I am Chinese, sent here to spy on Americans before the Great War. (I think... not really sure but I have a pretty good feeling that might be it... Suddenly the realization hits me that I am, in fact, buried underground and have yet to decide how to feel about this.
With my next passing breath (had I been breathing before?) I find myself being dug out of the ground. Too blinded by the light to see by who for what. I seems to have been delivered to an American “doctor” for lack of a better word.
(Giving him my name? I may as well hand over my rank and serial number! That might surely blow my cover if I have any... if I even remembered my name... Why does he need know my real name anyhow? If I don’t need to know it, it’s clearly not that important!)
(that's the ticket...)
Benny: Now see here! My brain is the property of the Chi... er.. Uncle Sam!
Benny: Ok.. I guess thats...WHAT IN GOD'S NAME YOU DO TO ME!? Why you make me look like dung farmer! I shall sue you for every last penny! (and for that matter why am I speaking English? Is this English?)
Benny: It just so happens that I come from a long line of scientists and surgeons (probably)!
Benny: So handsome. I bet I get many pretty amer- LOCAL ladies looking like this. Very distinguished.I sure hope you are a better veterinarian than reconstructive surgeon!
Benny: Benny is as fit as an axe, no need, I assure you.
Benny: This is Unpossible!
Why don’t you have a seat on that couch over there and... I don’t know... ponder the frailty of life.
Benny mumbling: makes no sense...
sleeping under the dirt for 200 years
I don’t even like dirt...
Must be some mission I’m forgetting...
Vitally important...
But soon, in update 2 Benny makes friends with a a nice helmet named Hector. Hector knows just what to do.
Hector knows.
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I didn't have much else to do but wallow in my my meeness.
Then I happened to notice a strange curio on the wall...
Just Begging to me.
He said his name was Hector, but like I'm going to just trust some helmet I met on a shelf.
As I stared longer, I seemed to be drawn closer in...
And Hector seemed to be changing colors...
Until finally it was just me and Hector, Hector and I...
Until then...
It was just Hector.
YOU DIDN'T GET THE HINT IN SA SO YOU POSTED IT HERE
OMG YES SHINE ON YOU CRAZY RACIST DIAMOND
THIS IS THE BEST LP ON THE BOARD NO QUESTION NO EQUAL
Awwwwwwww.
Seriously though dude, LP dump from somewhere else is sort of uncool. There's no rule that you can't, but still.
seriously op please continue, this is the best lp. 8->
ed- basically what i am trying to say is josh is your sslps need more racism
because it was racist! I mean speaking as an asian american that shit was really fucking racist! But i dont care because it was amazing. you have to just embrace the racism man. just go with it. make it your lp shtick. tread new ground. break the "no racism in lp" rule. be the george carlin of LP
YOU CAN DO IT MAN
1) When I say I want to drink alone, I want to drink alone.
2) When I ask you for a smoke, I don't care that you are a robot, and it is fact not a real cigarette.
and 3) If you find the need to dig me up, then surely there must be some reason to bury you.
Hector: If you promise to shut up until we get there I will oblige to let you fight with some weapon other than a shovel.
Benny: While that is quite considerate of you, we are being shot at.
Hector: So hit them with your shovel!? Do I have to do everything?
Hector: Besides... once we get to Primm you won't have to hit things so much.
Benny: I do not find that statement promising AT ALL.
Holy shit I forgot Rent was asian-american.
SO SOWWY LENT!
Also this thread is amazing and needs to stay open!
If this gets closed that would be a SHAMEFUR DISPRAAAAAAY!!!!
Benny: Edwin's SECOND order of the day was to clean out the inhabitants of both of Primm's fine hotels. At least the shovel came in handy because he made me pile them into the burning dumpsters
When I inquired what purpose this might serve he responded, and I quote "Boooooooo-dip-dip" That answers that question.
Benny: What was even stranger, was that Hector somehow convinced Edwin that if we stacked enough corpses up on top of the car on display in that casino, it might act as a rudimentary fossile fuel.
Benny: It's clear to see who the brains is around here... and sadly it's not me.
Benny: I swear to god if I can crowbar this thing off I'm going to make a run for it. Hector keeps making plans for raiding someplace he calls "Mojave Outpost" and I have a feeling I'll be the one doing to brunt of the being shot...
Hector: Just go to sleep benny, Mojave Outpost is just an abandoned amusement park... that's all.
Going to bed. If it still exists tomorrow I'll keep updating. If the fact that an asian person exists is too much to bear, I'll survive. (Plus I toned that stuff down to nil and still the complaints, I don't get it.) Anyhow, If anyone at all enjoyed it unironically, drop me a Pm. I could use the support.
Ok i will
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