#dr alex richards

[nukacourier]

Conversing with my boyfriend about New Vegas as I play it

[sacreblugh]

dr alex richards had to be killed because he woulda clocked caesar and half of the legion immediately

[spoonhead]

you should draw ya man dr richards, drawing your blorbos is good for the soul

someone please get him some gloves

[wwprice1]

Four outstanding Alex Ross covers for January.

[orionlancasterr]

[ballroomfitz]

Build Me Up Buttercup- A Fallout New Vegas One-Shot

Dr. Alex Richards/Male Courier 6

On a quiet night at Camp Forlorn Hope, Dean joins Dr. Alex Richards for a cigarette

Camp Forlorn Hope was quiet for once that night (or as quiet as anywhere in the Mojave could get) and Dean couldn’t sleep. Boone was sleeping for once, and Dean couldn’t shake the paranoia that came without at least one of them having their guard up. He could stand to be more trusting, he supposed, but then again, the last time he relied on the kindness of strangers, it got him a bullet in the brain. 

He wandered lethargically through the camp, whistling a song from long before the war he’d caught on some morning radio show or another.

“What’re you doing up so late, handsome?”

Dean turned around. Dr. Richards was sitting on a rough wooden plank, his face lit only by a lit cigarette. Dean shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Tell me about it.”

Dean sat down. “Spare a cig?”

Richards handed Dean a cigarette. “C’mere.” He carefully leaned in, with a lit cigarette in his mouth, and touched the tip of his cigarette to Dean’s. Dean closed his eyes, trying to take a moment

Richards pulled back and laughed. “Chrisssakes, are you wearing cologne?”

Dean laughed, a little embarrassed. “Found some herbs growing by the highway on my way from Primm. Keep ‘em in my coat pocket.”

“Unbelievable,” Richards shook his head with a smile. “Well, just wait it out. Believe me, you spend enough time out here, vanity goes out the window fast.”

“Guess so,” said Dean. “But I gotta hold on to the little things, just so I don’t lose myself.”

Richards looked out at the sky, thick with smog. “I used to wear cologne. Real stuff, from the bottle. I used to get my suits tailored. Used to go out dancing, even.”

“You still dance?”

“Maybe when the war’s over, honey.”

“I’ve heard Cali’s good for that,” said Dean. “Dancing.”

Richards smirked. “God, has the cruising dried up around here. No pun intended.”

“Do you have anyone waiting for you back home?” said Dean.  

Richards smiled bitterly. “I did. He used to write every week. Silly little love notes I’d hide in my cot to look at when I got lonely. After a few months, though, they dried up,” Richards flicked some ash off his cigarette. “I like to think he’s moved on, for his sake. How about you, handsome?” 

“I could never hold on to anyone for long,” said Dean. “Boyfriends, girlfriends- somehow we always seemed to drift apart once the novelty wore off,” Dean paused. “But it gets lonely out here, don’t it?”

“You have no idea,” sighed Richards. 

“Heard through the grapevine the NCR isn’t the most accommodating,” said Dean. “For boys like us.”

“You heard right, more or less. Though it depends where they stick you. Out here? Not a chance.”

“Don’t your superiors mind?” said Dean. “Let’s call a spade a spade, you’re not exactly discreet.”

“What are they going to do?” said Richards. “Discharge their only halfway competent medic? Maybe if I stop being useful.”

“You ever wish you’d stay behind?”

Richards stopped and blew out a puff of smoke. “I won’t put on some kind of show of self-sacrifice for you,” said Richards. “Every goddamn day. I thought I was here to serve my country. To defend glorious democracy. What a joke, what a sick fucking joke. But if it wasn’t me, it’d have to be someone else. And I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.” 

Richards took a drag of his cigarette and closed his eyes. “But I try not to dwell on it. Sounds awful, but they all melt together at a certain point. But God, some things . . . Two years ago, I had to amputate the leg of this kid, Christ, he couldn’t’ve been a day older than nineteen. I had to use the last of the morphine to knock him out, he wouldn’t stop bawling,” Richards sighed. “And they posted him up in the watchtower, figured he was still good for something if he could hold a gun. I told them they’d be crazy not to send him home, they said he wasn’t on the front lines so he’d be fine,” Richards kept his gunpowder green eyes fixed on the horizon. “They killed him, they killed that kid. They told his girlfriend and his parents that he’d died in combat, they let them imagine he’d gone down in some big heroic stand. Kid died for nothing, he got shot by a Legion sniper before he even had the chance to see him,” Richards rubbed his temples. “God. Yeah, I do, I do wish I’d stayed behind.”

Dean leaned over to touch Richards’ hand. Richards looked at him and took a long drag of what was left of his cigarette, before he flicked the butt on the ground. Richards grabbed the back of Dean’s head and pulled him in hard for a kiss. Dean leaned forward hungrily, feeling his rough, stubbly chin, keeping an iron grip on the neck of Richards’ shirt. Richards slowly pulled away and gently ran his calloused thumb along Dean’s cheek. “In another life, buttercup. In another life.”

[alexblack1306]

A drawing of Dr. Trager from Outlast for my trainer)

[artblock-tm]

Hi. For the ask meme. 5, 16, and 22 for Demigod Dumbasses :)

5. How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

Ahaha. The story of my Demigod Dumbasses is all about going too far to get what they want! And also dragging some innocent people into it as well. When it comes to the central figures though-

Alex: If they were alone, not very far. They don’t really have a motivation besides a desire to survive, especially in the early stages of the book. But if he’s working with, say, Dr. Richards, or better yet Rynne, he’ll go as far as risking his life to get things done. He doesn’t like hurting others, but he’s quite the self-sacrificing hero.

(Alex is quite Shirou Emiya-coded. To be able to write them, I need to understand Shirou. So I have a dire need to read fsn…)

Rynne: Oh she’s killing people to get what she wants. Girlypop doesn’t care about the blood on her hands. She doesn’t even care that the ends don’t justify the means, the means (read: brutally slaughtering someone) were just fun.

Dr. Kruger: This is quite dependent on what phase the story is currently in! Early story, he obeyed every command he was given, then passed those commands to Rynne to carry out. But late in the story when the chain of command is disrupted, he’s too busy trying to get back to some semblance of a normal life to do anything illegal.

Lux: She would do anything to get out of her prison. Anything. Enough said.

16. What is your OC’s pain tolerance like?

All of the inhuman characters (Lux, Kruger, Rynne) have a remarkably high pain tolerance! Rynne especially. There’s a reason she’s my gore girly.

But Alex, a human (or at least close enough to be considered one), has no pain tolerance whatsoever. Which kinda sucks since he’s a self-sacrificing character. Their pain tolerance is so low that they almost throw up when they see other people’s pain.

(His later exposure to Rynne increases his pin tolerance though. Mostly because they try and kill each other a lot.)

22. What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

I assume this is referring to DND character alignments, which I’m not great at fully classifying, but I’ll try my best!

Alex: Firmly in that Neutral Good square. He has a pretty decent set of morals even after all he’s been through, but his demeanor is easily swayed by who’s around him (looking at Rynne).

Rynne: Chaotic Evil. This isn’t to say she’s a no-good person! The problem is her sense of morals is completely shot. And she thinks that disemboweling herself to scare people is funny. What she needs is a parental figure to tell her that it’s not that funny. What she has is Dr. Kruger, who sighs and complains about how hard it will be to get the bloodstain out of the carpet.

Dr. Kruger: Ooh. This one is tricky since for a majority of the story, he’s not in control of his actions in some way. I’m tentatively calling him Lawful Neutral. He wants to be a good person by following the laws, but the problem is he’s done a lot of awful things unwillingly. Fun.

Lux: Another tricky one, since I like to argue she’s a tragic antagonist. I’d have to say Lawful Evil. She has a remarkably good judgment about the sins of others, but not her own. Comes with being God.

Bonus! Dr. Richards: Lawful Good. We need at least one completely upstanding person in this story, right?

[tbtp-relisten]

Hey, The Black Tapes Podcast fans! It’s spooky season and the fifth anniversary of season 3. (Sigh.) That’s already cause for a Relisten and that was before Paul Bae posted this on twitter. So what do you say? When works for you? This all happens through the discord and here is a hopefully permanent link to that! 

https://discord.gg/juTcEGyUd6 

[yourtrustyvault13canteen]

worst arcade headcanons (not mine!!):

he is not a doctor (he is literally a doctor he literally tells you this several times directly and indirectly and he literally goes back to practising medicine in one of his endings)

he is sooo sweet and nice just a little baby (he has been forbidden from dealing with patients in the Old Mormon Fort due to his fuck awful bedside banner; probably not unrelated, his cute icebreaker joke is making fun of ‘junkies’)

BUT ALSO he is sooo mean and harsh and unfeeling (he doesn’t like to say ‘stupid’/etc. in front of someone with a learning disability; he’s sympathetic to you wanting revenge on benny though he finds it distasteful to say the least; he will hear you out in pretty much any circumstance, including if you say you have a ~reason~ for murdering his colleague, albeit angrily)

he would fight boone in the l38 (they are two ncr citizens who are critical of the mojave campaign or at least in boone’s case how exactly the sausage is made; arcade literally expresses sympathy towards the perpetrators of the bitter springs massacre)

BUT ALSO he is as anti-legion as boone (it’s true arcade is the only other companion with a firm stance against them, but he won’t attack them unless they attack you, he won’t take a perfect chance to kill caesar, and he flat out tells you he’s ‘sure caesar meant well’)

[nukacourier]

Not to be thinking about my the mutuals oc's on main- but I HAVE been thinking about a James/Arcade and Gabriel/Alex double date and I cannot decide if it would be a good fun time or an absolute disaster

I feel like the answer would be a good mix of both

Alex trying to eat and Arcade sitting there awkwardly while James and Gabriel are probably fighting over something that really wouldn't be an issue but their personalities just conflicted too much

Also could be either verbal fighting or physical fighting tbh

[sacreblugh]

baddies go first 😔

[spoonhead]

If you're still taking requests, draw your favorite FNV character as a dragon. I love the way you draw them :)

i'm SO sorry this took a while i had a busy couple of days

but, thank you! i guess if you've seen any of my other posts you'll realize who my favorite character is (Dr. Richards <3 <3 <3)

i chose a seawing for him, because of vibes i guess. idk man i never have solid reasoning it's just vibes :)

[wwprice1]

Alex Ross! 🔥🔥🔥

[cryptocollectibles]

Earth X / Paradise X / Universe X 13 Issue Lot (1999-2003) Comic Books

Written by Jim Krueger, drawn by various, covers by Alex Ross.

[ballroomfitz]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fallout: New Vegas, Fallout (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Male Courier/Alex Richards Characters: Male Courier (Fallout: New Vegas), Alex Richards Additional Tags: Short One Shot, Light Angst, Dialogue Heavy, Bittersweet Summary:

On a quiet night at Camp Forlorn Hope, a wandering Courier joins Dr. Alex Richards for a cigarette