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Scout Operation Beta

uhmmm massive text incoming sorry

I've had a few ideas about the scouting op gone wrong with Cutler, so I took it upon myself to draft a rough plan of it. just a warning this took a much darker turn than I thought it would, so please don't read if you don't want to/ wouldn't feel comfortable

but honestly now I want to write a whole fic about this >:) if my boy Knight Cutler doesn't have any official lore or solid story to go off, we will give him one

October 16th 2284

Knight-Sergeant Cutler leaves the Prydwen along with two lesser knights, Calvin and Woods, and three aspirants, Wade, Ruskin and Paytes. Their task is to scout the premises of a Super Duper Mart and determine if the area would make a useful store for arms or even a fallback point, if needed. The majority of the mission goes without a hitch, the vertibird launching perfectly and the six laying low on their short journey towards the ruins of West Milton.

They reach the set co-ordinates, mid operation as they are ambushed by a group of super mutants (of at least seven) who grab Ruskin and threaten to kill her if they didn’t surrender. The mutants are of much higher intelligence than average FEV subjects, not killing them outright, and the soldiers surrender, hoping that with their combined strength and cunning they could find an opportunity fight their way out. They brought the six in through the complex, in a clean state for a mutant hive, and lock them up in a smaller section of the store.

Knight Woods is taken to a closed off room with high security and stripped of his power armour; upon seeing vats full to the brim of FEV, he lashes out against his super mutant captors, pulling the rifle from one’s back and killing those binding him. Soon more fill in, and he is kicked to his knees and his head splattered against the glass panes from which his allies watch. The other Brotherhood soldiers are spared, saved only for a worse fate along the line, and left with the memory of a dead brother. They sleep, or try to, in a small corridor locked by chains on both sides, surrounded by the horrible stench of rotting meat as they rest. Wade, incredibly distraught from her closest friend’s death, sets off a distress signal in the desperate hopes to find a way out, and is comforted by Cutler after her fiddling brings him awake. By this time, the soldiers are left only with their uniforms and holotags, the power armour of the Knights left in the makeshift labatory; they dread what is to come next.

For a week, it feels as if the mutants have forgotten about them entirely. Some days, they are given food and water to share between five people, and sometimes go without it for a couple in a row. If not for Paytes’ sarcasm in even the darkest time of her life and their commander’s dogged hope, they would’ve been bored and starved to death much sooner. In the dark flickering lights of the abandoned store, the door is unfastened once more, and flanked by three super mutants hobbles a man with a cane; the right side of his body is far too large and twisted, his thin form hardly holding his deformed limbs up. The mutants refer to him as Leader, and refuse to answer to the team when they question the arrival. He looks over them, uttering the odd thing to his assistant mutant before he smiles emptily and leaves the room, helped along by a steady green hand to his side. Wade quivers as one approaches, clutching onto Cutler as it picked up her distress beacon. The super mutant eyes it strangely and throws it to the floor, smashing it under a meaty foot. He orders his soldiers to get behind him, checking over each one of their faces desperately, knowing not how to protect them. Tears fall down Calvin’s face, his sob cut short by a shot to the chest. Cutler yells out, trying to put himself between the mutants and the remaining soldiers; every clumsily shot fired misses him on purpose , and he can only watch as their bodies fall around him, Wade falling limp in his arms. As soon as the mutants leave, he breaks down crying, praying to every god and power he can remember to bring them peace.

They keep him alive, running tests on him every day and drawing blood until he feels light headed. A few rooms across, Leader and his adept mutants work on something tirelessly; as Cutler sits half-starved, staring at the walls to ignore the blood splattered all around him. He felt so much lighter, just skin, bone and wasted muscle; he winces as he noticed the torn jumpsuit was now baggy from a perfect fit. Two weeks pass in his strange Limbo, with no contact from outside that small room; the muties clear out the bodies a few days in. And when they give him food, he just tries not to vomit and gorges down every last scrap.

The day finally comes when they dragged his half-awake up onto two feet and walked him over to the labatory. He doesn’t fight, nor struggle, trying to stand stoically over the pool of FEV, trying not to think of what he was leaving behind. He feels like he’s drowning every second he’s drenched in the vat, slowly sinking, slowly dying. Every last shred of humanity was leaving his body over the course of hours, breaking apart and mutating into something new. Cutler lacks the pure strength to walk as he’s pulled from the FEV, instead keeling over to his knees with a crunch of bone; the strange man sighed above him, running his eyes over the broken body of the Knight with pity before ordering him to be taken away.

He feels the grasp of reality slipping away from the stretcher he lies on, feeling his heartbeat fade with the slow pulse of the light above his head. When he sees the Paladin in bloodstained armour run from the corner of the room, Cutler believes he’s already in heaven. But then the pain throbs back through every tear of flesh, and he remembers the bloody ending he was given. The horror on his face is unmatched by anything, pure rage from seeing what they’d done to him. Paladin Danse is ready to murder every single mutie left in the complex and bring Cutler to safety, bring him back from the edge of death. A fantasy, to say the least; he brings the pistol into the Paladin’s hand. Leaving it there, giving one last smile and embrace in arms before he sees blackness devour his vision, and feels his weary eyes finally shut.

After dismissing his own soldiers, Danse buries the squadron, leaving the Knights’ armour by their makeshift headstones of scrap wood. He recovers the holotags to hand back to Captain Kells, hoping to preserve their memory; the area stands for years as a safe haven within the trees, and the FEV strain that affected Cutler helps green life to blossom, flowers blooming through the gaps of his abandoned power armour.

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hope I formatted this right 😂

favourite 4 artists: at the moment are Avenged Sevenfold, Death, Iron Maiden and the Caretaker

If you could have any super power, what would it be? Teleportation or super strength. You’d never need to queue again if you could just blip around the place, you don’t need to buy tickets for trains, airplanes eg. And super strength would just be cool. Everyone would think I was super cool if I can just lift really heavy stuff

tagging some moots and anyone else who wants to join in!

@dysfunctionalwastelandfamily @deaconspade @follineo @savybaby666 @sassenashsworld @unrepentantweirdo @mclaughlane

Tag game idea!

Reblog with a question for mutuals and your own answer to it, and answer prev's question (and maybe the other rbs above too).

[pretend answer to some upper rb text is here]

[ex, my question:] What 4 music artists would you say are your main four? (top four or just favs)

[my answer to mine:] My fav 4 are: Oneohtrix Point Never, Grateful Dead, Pink Floyd, & Tally Hall.

tagging moots! @spottedstatic @ryusmadness @never-gonna-danse-again @autisticspirk @fucc-yeah-regretevator @randeeznuts @sukiithedummii @birdmanstein @mr-cleans-last-hair-follicle @identity-crisis-x2 @literally-a-waffle-fry @yum-zlurplie @goofy-gabba @clearance-sale

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I can’t bring myself to do any of the romance options in Fallout 4. Something feels creepy and predatory in the ones I have encountered so far and I absolutely hate feeling that way because so far I’ve had only female companions. But all of them feel like they are inexperienced, insecure, or vulnerable and that they are written assuming these traits provide openings to flirt with them. Is it because they were written assuming the male Sole Survivor would be the default person with interest in the female companions? Is that vulnerability a ‘signal’ to the men who wrote the game?

Some of them also come forth with their tragic backstories in a sudden way that makes me feel uncomfortable, too. Cait in particular with her high-risk behavior and drug addiction, casually tells you on her second friendship talk about being enslaved and implies she’s a rape survivor because she feels she ‘owes’ you for being nice to her. Is she doing this as another high-risk behavior, almost hoping she gets knocked down? Is the game smart enough to portray someone with impulsive decisions realistically? I can’t feel like I can trust the writing. Meanwhile you can build rapport with Cait quickly just by being naked. While there certainly are hypersexual people in real life, people with addiction and people who engage in high-risk behavior in real life, I feel scummy when I think about how all this leads up to a romance option. Even if you help her ‘recover’ I feel that I had an inordinate amount of power over her during a period in her life where she had little personal agency or could have easily been coerced.

I have a girlfriend of my own and I can say that insecurity, trauma, or inexperience are not very sexy. When we struggle with mental illness or general lack of confidence we put sexy things on the back burner to address maybe more pressing psychological needs.

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I’ll post first and second entry of the wasteland journal this Sunday! From there, should be spaced between dates but some might be irregular (earlier or later) :)

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HELLO??? MAXIMUS FANS?!? DO YOU EXIST???

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i only jusr started playing fo4 after its been marinating in my library for a year. i think preston is cute tbh.

i coloured his hat the wrong colour ignore that please :(

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cutler hcs again because I couldn't stop thinking about him lol

he really likes the sea and all things to do with it, most importantly beaches. He wants to have pre-war comfort of relaxing by the waves, feel the sun on his face and the blazing golden sand beneath him, not the ashen dust that it's been reduced to. He managed to convince Danse to bring him to one once, and he loved every minute of rummaging through convenience stores and finding umbrellas by the sea. Cutler even ran off to wade in a less irradiated patch of water, smiling like a child with his eyes glued to the bright horizon.

And I like to think that if they ever met again, he'd finally get to see the sight he longed for with Danse.

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Danse commission for Nicole!  Just thinkin’ bout ad victoriam stuff.

prints available here!

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Excuse me what.

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Random parallel/ link; Maxson says, “Flesh is flesh, machine is machine- the two were never meant to intertwine.” during blind betrayal, right? One of Danse’s lines when romanced is about how what caused him and Sole’s fates to intertwine could never let them unravel.

Just came to my mind :) do with it what you will 😂

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starting a wasteland diary for my sole Henry, actually writing them down in a book but should I also post them? Not day by day but every main event and some stuff about the average day

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three ships:

Butch x Lone Wanderer (chefs kiss mwah)

Danse x Cutler (I could rant for literal hours about how much they deserved each other, and deserved better 😭😭)

Curie x Nora

first ship: Tifa x Cloud

last song: Lullaby of the Leaves by George Olson

last film: no idea but last watched the fallout tv show

currently consuming: fallout 4 >:)

currently craving: pancakes with maple syrup and bacon

tagging @dysfunctionalwastelandfamily, @sassenashsworld, @typosandtea @follineo and anyone else who wants to give it a go!

hiii thanks for the tag @cyanide-rifle!! Less go

Three ships:

- Default Dark Urge x Enver Gortash (BG3)

- Astarion x Halsin x Gale (BG3)

- Edward Nygma x Jonathan Crane (Batman, but mostly my own au lol)

First ever ship:...me x Springtrap 😭

Last song: Evil Deeds- Eminem

Last film: Batman and Robin but that was back in September

Currently consuming: oxygen

Currently craving: 0,5l Mountain Dew

And I tag uhm @eligobrrrrr @fandomandangstlover and maybe eee @psychadell c:

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Maxson: How dare you betray the Brotherhood! Danse: It's not her fault. It's mine.

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hmu if you have strong opinions/ essays on synths. I want to hear them all, slightly questionable rants and all

also I’ve had a whole Blind Betrayal/ do synths have souls thing in my head for a while sooo that might feed the actually being bothered to do something fire

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There are 3 types of Fallout players.

Oh my sweet babygirl husband let me protect and cherish you.

I know he has some strong opinions but poor man was raised by a cult and I can make him better.

What the hell did you think I hoarded all the RadAway for, bitch?!