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"Headache? I've gotten enough death threats in my life. Poisoned at, backstabbed, the works. All were literally almost killed me. I even survived radiation where i might have an extra arm or bald." Piper hated those experiences, especially with the Sole Survivor before.

"Got any recommendations for a vacation? I'd wish to know and hoping there's no radiation or crazy people." By 'crazy', she refers to the Raiders. Murderous nutjobs.

She could only let out a hushed chuckle at the idea of them being willing to talk either. Plenty would love to commit to the "shoot first" bit, only really held back by their own wild sense of justice or some bigger higher up denying them the pleasure.

"Oh sounds rough. And lotta' work cut out for people trying to actually stop that kind of thing. Especially if you are trying to help prove some boogeymen case. Your basically asking for a headache sister! Ever thought about taking a vacation that isn't, ya know, here I guess?"

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Disowning a surname is normal for a Raider. Forgotten families and whatnot, their only reason is survival as it goes from harshest ways than the norm. Seems he have been through from all his life, understandable. Lucky he didn't live at Commonwealth where every raider is a traitor.

"I see, Buzzo then." Piper respects a human's chosen name, nickname or not. That's how her father taught her. Mannerisms is a must in any situation.

"So, uh. How long have you been here? Did you managed to make friends?" If he does, that's good. If not, there's many fish in the sea. To be with company is better than to be alone, regardless of which place. Spirale or not.

"A truth's better than a sweet lie. I'll believe you." Well, for now that is. Piper glad that he's no raider. A relief. "Raiders in my world wore like you and they're pretty murderous of their own degree. Armed, even so sorry for being jumpy." Puts back that chain-wrapped aluminum bat to her back. Obviously, she must have eyes on her back as well. Commonwealth rules as she scratches her head behind awkwardly.

"A normal case for newcomers, i see. They took my gun and baseball bat since the time i got here. The bat though, came free from the 'stars' or whoever they be." Hope this goes friendly. Hoping.

"Name's Piper Wright. You?"

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August Starter Ad with Piper! If interested, it's uncapped!

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"What in ten atoms is going on here, exactly? I missed literally everything since the time i disappeared months ago."

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Hello, been a month away aside. I would like to reapply Piper Wright from Fallout 4 if possible! -komachi

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Piper!

You will be housed in CONDO 413.

You will retain everything you were given in your previous stay.

– mod pleiades.

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"A truth's better than a sweet lie. I'll believe you." Well, for now that is. Piper glad that he's no raider. A relief. "Raiders in my world wore like you and they're pretty murderous of their own degree. Armed, even so sorry for being jumpy." Puts back that chain-wrapped aluminum bat to her back. Obviously, she must have eyes on her back as well. Commonwealth rules as she scratches her head behind awkwardly.

"A normal case for newcomers, i see. They took my gun and baseball bat since the time i got here. The bat though, came free from the 'stars' or whoever they be." Hope this goes friendly. Hoping.

"Name's Piper Wright. You?"

"Wh-"

He is almost swung at. "Whoa."

Buzzo puts both hands up. If he had more context about this woman's background, the confusion would be incredibly understandable, although his gang wasn't technically a raiding one.

He would, however, count as a chem pusher.

"Look, lady - I'm not carrying anything remotely resembling a weapon," he points out, though he's also forgetting the spikes on his shoulder and helmet. "I just got here. Someone took my damn sword and replaced it with a wooden axe. I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with that, it's a child's toy."

He goes for the wise and unusually emotionally intelligent thing of de-escalating. Normally he'd defend himself, but - one, he doesn't currently consider himself armed, and two, she's a woman, which feels weird to strike out against in his mind. (Being from the late 90s and from a world of nothing but men will do that to you.)

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ok, reapplying two muses MIGHT be a bad idea. hope it works.

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starter - @cyandelightz

Piper knows for being brutally hostile to Raiders knowing it's a thing and a threat to her desolated world. Awareness is a key as she almost swung that chain-wrapped bat.

"Surely you don't have any bad intentions like random murder, right?" She had to ask that question. Because he almost looked like one.

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They such a haters I'm giggling

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random starter - @castilium

An interview is on going, prior to what was going on months ago. Piper got notes ready fresh and ready to interview another servant. It won't take too long but it depends of how it goes. She found Mashu around, so not too close.

"Piper Wright, Publick Occurences. Mind if i have an interview with you of what's going on here for the past months?" Wished she had a mic too and some cameramen but who cares. It's her job.

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"Least they aren't the shoot-first ask-questions type. Raiders only do that by shooting first, loot later." Similarities... well almost. War never changes, right? Piper gets the whole point.

"People in Diamond City were also mad at me because of the truth. Boogeymen are the Institute themselves. Kidnappings and replacements are brutally normal before she's ruling it. Might even get worse, even." Sigh.

"Oh too many don't get me started. People still roam around a lot but most are held up in a couple homes and the like. Blame you know, the big war and things going on." Not that it wasn't her manufacturer that caused said problem in the first place.

"But with every nice person there's around two or three shitty ones. And when they are shitty oh BOY are they the worst. Makes you wonder sometimes who's the real enemy fighting the battles."

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Finally got the muses meditation back, i'll slowly re-apply them one by one. Would make it at least two but better to be safe by one muse at the time.

Expect Hikaru, Albedo and Kronya will be first.

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As the negotiations are going well, Piper almost drew her gun. Darla only realized that things were indeed going wrong as she chose to head home than to waste her entire time with the boss. Reason why Nick was still alive because of sentimental times and explains why she ran away first. Also at least, no triggermen for her to be filled with bullets once she escapes successfully by heading to the main path.

When Skinny's operations were blown out, causing his girl to leave him. He's irate as weapons pointed but spared after Nick saying that he owes the two weeks being stuck at that place.

"Looks like no bloodshed happening." Whisperly said as Skinny Malone started counting to ten very slow. "Run for it, to the sewage door!" They scrambled after while holding Lily's arm, rushing to the path leading there.

As the coast is clear and everyone climbed, surface is up for them and the usual, Nick and Nora talking about how to find her lost son.

"Now that we're back at night skies, we should follow them back to Diamond City." Here's hoping that this dreamscape ends... or the other way around. "Come on." Piper followed first.

Her trained stamina afforded Lily the endurance to keep up throughout their lengthy charge through the inner workings of the vault, matching pace with the humans with management of her agility so not to inadvertently race off ahead and risk separation.

The plentiful obstacles made the judgment a sensible call, as slaughter intercepted their path frequently. No matter the monstrous nature of their foe, Lily found it difficult each time to watch the gunfire massacre, her innards clenching and twisting in a cocktail of guilt and horror.

though her era was one where warfare scattered the land, their mythical monsters were far more bearable to face than these mutations, and once more did it churn in her gut that this was the daily life of those who ran about her. This nightmare was one from which their only waking was death.

Perhaps naturally it should have been that even in this hellscape, there would be humans feuding with one another. But to perceive the evidence for herself, Lily struggled to wrap her head around it. Her mouth opened to speak in appeal to the thugs, but suggestion from Piper kept quiet her voice.

As instructed, she remained back with tense shoulders, the weapon in her hands stayed lowered. Firing upon the ghouls had been frightening enough, and though she would one day bring down the holy blade upon her fellow, cutting through them with the lead of bullets here and now scared her more than anything. Try as she might to contain her weakness, her body did tremble at the thought, squeezing her eyes shut as she muttered barely louder than a whisper: “please be careful”.

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"My world's nearly populated by them and i hate it. Heck, my bestfriend of a dweller's even the new head honcho after her son died." A synth-ruled world is somehow quite quaint for Piper's tastes. It makes her felt slightly irate because Blue is now in neutral terms than being cordial. Hope by the time she returned, humanity is still intact.

"Are there still humans on your world, Architect?" Eating a sandwich, waiting for her response.

"Sounds like a whole lotta' nonsense to me! I mean I guess we're kinda like cyborgs if you really want to break it down to the nitty gritty but that's no fun." And it didn't sound nearly as cool either...

"I'm just plain ol' Architect. If you really wanted some of that scientific stuff I guess you could call me a doll.But really nobody is gonna call me that."

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So the 'stars' did. From hats to wooden toys and such, Piper begged to differ. Maybe something weird and special about that 'hat' that the reporter may not bother. Best not to be in the tight spot of annoyance. Such swag, this lady has.

"Yeah. The odder the object, more will be noticed." Akin to gaining unexpected attention that is. It was bound to hear it.

"So uh, you use 'magic' like the others here?" Well, this will get herself killed someday for asking that kind of question.

With a finger, I-No pushes the wide brim of her hat up. Just for show, since this one seems to be so interested in her headwear all.

"What, you looking to get one of your own? Sorry, babe. The stars d i d give me this in place of my original. It's a For Me exclusive." Her 'original' was some freak of a thing from The Backyard she stumbled upon. The talking was a pain in the ass, but it had it's uses, definitely. Anyway, she knows damn well why this woman's asking what she is.

"I will say, even if it's not the same as my old hat, it's done a fine job of getting your attention. That's really what matters, isn't it?"

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random starter - @explosivedesire

Piper knows if a person is a 'synth' or not but Architect smells like one. It's just sounded off for the reporter as she was supposed to grab a sandwich from the fridge.

'So uh, are you some kind of a cyborg-thing or something? You remind me of the synths of my world, exactly like you." She's not judging, she's batshit curious that it had to be out of her head.

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After a small chat between Nick and Nora, both are leading first to get out of this vault by leaving the huge cafeteria before more Triggermen appear and overwhelm them. Piper stood up after and followed suit. Obviously, any Triggermen got in their way, ends up killed. A door locked done by Nick as it leads the stairways.

The stairs, though around the vault, was like legit made by a fitness instructor. Smooth progress aside, Nick complains the damned stairs as they were many.

"Who the heck made these many stairs? A fitness instructor?" A complain of why. Nearby alerted Triggermen sprouted in flanks as Nora and Nick dealt with them. It ended up in a bloody shootout as Piper had to take part by shooting on the left flank. Took them long enough to clear out a group and kept moving.

Thirty minutes later, they reached the exit but locked. Nick did the whole thing and worked, until Skinny Malone and his cahoots are on the way. Darla was also here too.

"Speak of the devil." Nick was standing here, talking to the mafia boss as the boss responds.

"Should've left it alone, Nicky. This ain't the old neighborhood. In this vault, I'm the king of the castle, you hear me!?" Nick sighed after. His purpose was to tell Darla to come home than hanging out with the guy and it began.

Piper had her hands on her gun if they shoot back. "Best if you stay put and leave it to them. Normally, it ends up in a peaceful way." Looked at Lily aside, she waits for what's gonna end up.

Continuously creeping in to find Nick, this vault had a lot of stairs to roam in while trying to infiltrate as quietly as they can. Stair in and out and after Nora and Piper assassinating each Triggermen by shanking them with a combat knife. It took them long enough to reach the cafeteria but it was huge than other vaults.

Piper saw a man talking to someone as it’s best to do it discreetly as she followed the dweller. Nora had her chance on killing him but instead, she stole secretly the keys as Dino was busy talking to Nick.

Piper disliked that as she was handed the knife used and she goes to kill the man. Approaching to the man and slit his throat off with a deadpanned face. “He’s dead, Blue. I’ll open it.” Using the specific key that found from Dino seemed working and Nick came out.

“Gotta love the damsel-in-distress scenario. Question is, why is our heroine risk life and limb for an old private eye?” The synth talked first as Nora responds regarding her missing son. It was somehow private as she leaves them alone talking.

“That’s Diamond City’s known detective, Nick Valentine. He may be a synth but we do owe him his services on finding lost people and such. Let’s wait here until they’re finished talking.” Piper is now sitting on Dino’s corpse like a floormat.