After an incident with one of the Minutemen, Strong is isolated in a bathroom and given some paper and crayons. (A short read that at least made me chuckle when writing)
Nothing, even the Sierra Madre, lasts forever. A short story about beginning again.
The descent into madness and savagery consumes everything you are, eliminates your future, burns unlike any other. And when it comes to Charon, the change tears him asunder. Broken dreams are a given. Broken hearts are another.
"Mad" Max Rockatansky faces off against Fallout 1's Vault-Dwelling protagonist... and from there, depending on your point of view, things either go downhill or build up towards a nuclear explosion of awesomeness. See the video here: /watch?v gv10exNDXcE
Just something I wrote about two years ago as an English project, and was the inspiration to make this account.
A haiku basically joking about all the stupid things Fallout:NV companions do.
flaming got rekt
And he felt the eyes of the nation gaze upon him, full of their judgment and hatred. He could have wished this upon none other than himself. It was the type of hatred that could only be earned, and a man such as him surely felt as if he did earn it, for this man had just brought death upon billions of people. But he was simply following orders. - Short poem-like story.
A series of poems written by various Fallout characters at different points of their stories, be it the beginning, middle, or inevitable end.
this is a fan fiction when garry goes to zon!
Just as war never changes, at heart humans never really change either. The bad thing about humans, though, is that unlike war -so open and understandable- you can never really know the real inner thoughts, the motivation behind the stubbornness; you can only guess & pray. (Another poem. Summary is a little off from what the poem itself is about. Also my poems are sort of long.)
The funny thing about relationships and nuclear war is that somehow, someway, they share something in common.