sergeant-roebuck

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I'm putting my grades up for adoption.

I can't raise them myself.

okay I need you guys help with somethin

Reblog this with the worst/funniest dad jokes you can think of 

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This game didn't go far enough with making Wade Wilson look ugly.

Fallout Challenge: ↳ 3 companions: John Hancock

“Well, look who’s back. You ever think about having an exquisitely handsome and deadly Ghoul at your side?”

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Three Dog is one of the best characters in the entire game. Before I spoke with him for the first time, I saved my game and then killed him to see what would happen. I felt bad, so I killed my Lone Wanderer and it put me back to right before. This time, I didn't kill him. I'm glad I altered time and didn't kill Three Dog.

Apparently legendary followers are not unique per vault. That’s interesting. Well now I need a third, because as the man says, one ain’t enough, and two is too low.

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Fallout OC Info sheet

Anyone still not have info on their current OC? Having trouble develop a new OC?

A while ago I made an info sheet for my own that I’ve fixed up a bit, and I decided to make it a free-for-all!

You can find it here: [X]

Don’t bother reading it, just copy/paste and write it up! Feel free to add more or delete anything, it’s your OC! This is just a guide.

Hope this helps! Can’t wait to see some and have fun!

[sergeant-roebuck]

Fallout 3 is actually a really sad game when you think about it. The main character, The Lone Wanderer, is an incredibly tragic character.

The Lone Wanderer’s mother dies giving birth to them. Their father runs away leaving them stranded and alone, launched into a dangerous, cruel, and unforgiving world of monsters, both human and otherwise. 

Death, destruction, chaos, madness, brutality, gore, mutilation, agony, poverty, loss, and darkness. The Lone Wanderer witnesses these things and experiences their fair share of it personally.

And then, after crossing the entire hellish wasteland at least twice over, they find their father, only to have him taken away from them again. But this time it’s permanent. After crossing a ruined world of nuclear ash, their own father sacrifices himself and they have to watch him slowly die, powerless to stop it.

Their childhood friends disown them and banishes them from their own home. The man who murdered their father somehow lived. There alone in a world that will kill them even for being a morally just person.

And if you play Point Lookout, there’s a hallucination sequence that is especially creepy. You find ‘bubbleheads’ that read out mocking descriptions.

Intelligence: “Tsk. Tsk. Walked right into another trap. Exactly how stupid are you?" 

Strength: "This is one situation you’re not going to be able to fight your way out of." 

Endurance: "Keep it up, you’re almost there… wherever 'there’ may be… probably nowhere." 

Agility: "Isn’t it funny how everyone you get close to ends up leaving?" 

Perception: "This doesn’t look right, not right at all." 

Charisma: "Blech. If my kid looked like that, I’d abandon it too." 

Luck: "Dead mother, life in a post-nuclear Wasteland and not a friend in it. Yeah, you aren’t exactly blessed." 

The Lone Wanderer has it rougher than any other character I’ve seen in a video game. 

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Lmao

These make my day.

He’s gonna carry that rock for a long, long time.

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The Incorrect Kill la Kill Opening

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Makin Atoll. Nothing more than sand, trees and a small Japanese military base.

“U.S. Raid on Makin Island, August 1942. Marine Commandos on USS Nautilus standing by to go on top side for raid on Makin Island.” 8/17/1942

Series: General Photographic File of the Department of Navy, 1943 - 1958. Record Group 80: General Records of the Department of the Navy, 1804 - 1983

The Makin Island Raid was an attack by submarine-borne U.S. Marines on the Japanese installation on Makin Island in the Gilbert Islands, in an attempt to disrupt operations and gain intelligence.

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Well... shit... I died.

Well, for one reason or another, I finally bit off more than I could chew. At least I don't have to worry about banzai charges anymore. It's not like I can die again. Being dead sucked ass until I found a site called Tumblr. Like my Soviet counterpart, I decided to make an account. At least now I have something to do.

Also, fuck you Polonsky!