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[redcon-enthusiast]

@okaybooner

hot take: boone should have a mild southern accent, a dad bod and maybe be 30 rather than 26. my friend also said tattoo sleeve but idk

[redcon-enthusiast]

@thinktankbigmt

fracta why your husband so weird 😂

He’s not weird!! And even if he is a bit strange I still adore him- oh the other day we went out to eat at this nice restaurant and the waiter brought me out the wrong dish and he called her hippie communist scum and threw his scalding hot water in her face! He’s so sweet-

I love that man.

[redcon-enthusiast]

mod here for clarity:

the siege of alamogordo was a failed siege attempt about 5 years before the events of the RP by the Legion against the town of Alamogordo, a town held by the Screaming Eagles.

The Legion had sent a diversionary force to fight Holloman, but was quickly wiped out by AH-1 Cobras, artillery and Vertibirds before they even arrived at the base.

The Legion’s main forces had plans to siege Alamogordo, a major nexus that held several thousand residents.

Radio communications by USMC Scout Snipers informed Holloman that the Legion was sending forces to the town.

In the infamous massacre that would go down, howitzers and B-29 bombers dropped cluster munitions on the formation, routing them. A second group of 3 Vertibirds holding Army fireteams of 8 and 2 Chinooks with 45 Marines each dropped troops off on a hilled area the Legion was fighting on, one Chinook deploying a Patton tank.

The Marines and Army fireteams took only 10 casualties (all wounded,) holding the hill known as Parch’s Hill with emplacement weapons such as M2 Brownings, the tank and Vertibird support, while the Legion took 2,753 casualties (estimated) in the Massacre of Parch’s Hill.

Vulpes was embedded in part of the group that was going to siege Alamogordo, and fortunately was able to escape, but lost his friend in the process.

Alice appears before you while you’re in the throes of a hallucination, looking a lot better than she was before.

“Vulpes you need to come with me.”

@alice-lupine

GET BACK!

GET BACK!

*He pulls out his revolver and starts flagging her down*

DON'T GET ANY CLOSER!

[redcon-enthusiast]

yes I made this rifle prototype that shoots nuclear explosions in scratch

no I will not be using it in an RP

[redcon-enthusiast]

tldr:

the eagles are the best bet at torpedoing the Legion’s Mojave Campaign with their Vietnam era tech, but they are held back by resource shortages

The Screaming Eagles is one of the most advanced tribes in the West. It’s planes and helicopters sit in hangars and landing pads, but they all need fuel to run. They need parts and fluids, oils and liquids.

Their power systems were essential for letting their planes land and their radars and lights running, but it ran on precious diesel fuel.

Although they had a handful of fractioning stands stolen from abandoned refineries, they still relied on Legion controlled oil wells to deliver crude oil to convert into usable products, and the thought of fighting for them was out of the question- lest the precious machines be destroyed.

With an increased burden on resources- namely food and water caused by increased births, the tribe strove to avert a Malthusian catastrophe.

Their best demographers toiled in dimly lit rooms for days (okay, it was storage hangar 11, and they worked 7 hour shifts) and they reported their grim findings to the Chiefs of Staff. Within the next five years, mass deaths from starvation were certain to occur unless they did something to reduce births or increase available resources.

The chiefs created plans. To prevent an electrical shortage and save diesel, they planned to work with the remaining scientists at Los Alamos to build a small pressurized water reactor. Which was okay with them, as the Marines had been deployed to defend the site from Legionnaires on a certain suicide mission during the ill-fated Siege of Alamogordo.

To increase food, they decided to negotiate with the Legion, agree to the stupid femboy’s request and transport troops and bomb targets in their Mojave Campaign in return for phosphate, more water and more oil to produce fertilizer using Haber-Bosch.

The Chiefs of Staff refused to even contemplate stirring the pot. They refused to lose more people or damage their trade deals with the Legion by fighting them.

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look at me, I’m Vulpes “i’m so mentally broken my goal is to annihilate the Mojave and it’s culture and replace it with a new one” Inculta

come to the mojave! we have

60s sci fi mad scientists that put their brains in robot jars and can’t put a square peg in a square hole and think vivisection or dissection is the solution to all problems and have become childish idiots that are a far cry from the scientists they were

california, but it’s a country! and democratic like the US! and hopelessly corrupt to the point it makes the worst american cop look like a saint! at least they repealed their draconian gun control laws…

literally roman LARPers that are trying way too hard to come, see and conquer and are making Julius Caesar and the Senate that murdered him roll in their graves

what if all the casinos and unincorporated communities in las vegas made a country? spoiler alert, it’s inherently unstable and likely to collapse without a real government

OC factions and people

literally vietnam war reenactors (or soldiers from the rest from the military before it exploded) but hopelessly indecisive even though they could make the roman LARPers beg for mercy

“hi chat, I’m a creepy scientist that makes their dead wife from mad science, cybernetics, a little gene splicing (the only scientific part) for some reason!!!!

go away we don’t want you in this community”

“what if I made vulpes a three dimensional character *not even 3 weeks later* oh wait he somehow took the Strip, has depression and is sexually confused”

“i miss my wife and I’m confused and terrified Six”

*[+DISRESPECT] [+DISRESPECT] [+DISRESPECT]”

“i don’t want to take the strip i want my wife and to go back to my us military but tribe”

“hi i’m the creepy scientist’s cloned wife! wanna try this radscorp casserole?”

“i’m THE mailman”

“i’m the other mailman”

“i’m a pawn shop owner that- oh wait, now I’m partially responsible for vulpes falling off the deep end”

“i am a caterpillar that ate vulpes” *RIPPER NOISES* *DOOR INSTALLING NOISES*

“i’m theoretically trained in physics”

“ursus major and taurus-“ *ICBM LAUNCH SOUNDS*

“i am the definition of a modern major gener- *loud laser explosion* *CYBORG NOISES* al, an expert in specimens vitamin and mineral”

“i can’t make up my mind if I want to join or desert the legion, i’m going to leave- no wait, I’m going to die of thirst hiking the Mojave”

“hey vulpes want to fu-* *[+DISRESPECT]*

“i…. am DEPRESSION!* *APPLAUSE*

[redcon-enthusiast]

come to the mojave! we have

60s sci fi mad scientists that put their brains in robot jars and can’t put a square peg in a square hole and think vivisection or dissection is the solution to all problems and have become childish idiots that are a far cry from the scientists they were

california, but it’s a country! and democratic like the US! and hopelessly corrupt to the point it makes the worst american cop look like a saint! at least they repealed their draconian gun control laws…

literally roman LARPers that are trying way too hard to come, see and conquer and are making Julius Caesar and the Senate that murdered him roll in their graves

what if all the casinos and unincorporated communities in Nevada made a country? spoiler alert, it’s inherently unstable and likely to collapse without a real government

OC factions and people

literally vietnam war reenactors (or soldiers from the rest from the military before it exploded) but hopelessly indecisive even though they could make the roman LARPers beg for mercy

“hi chat, I’m a creepy scientist that makes their dead wife from mad science, cybernetics, a little gene splicing (the only scientific part) for some reason!!!!

go away we don’t want you in this community”

“what if I made vulpes a three dimensional character *not even 3 weeks later* oh wait he somehow took the Strip, has depression and is sexually confused”

“i miss my wife and I’m confused and terrified Six”

*[+DISRESPECT] [+DISRESPECT] [+DISRESPECT]”

“i don’t want to take the strip i want my wife and to go back to my us military but tribe, also I put furry magazines in places dogboi will find”

“pete where the hell have you been for three months, I can’t raise the kid and be a soldier at once”

“hi i’m the creepy scientist’s cloned wife! wanna try this radscorp casserole?”

“i’m THE mailman”

“i’m the other mailman”

“i’m a pawn shop owner that- oh wait, now I’m partially responsible for vulpes falling off the deep end”

“i am a caterpillar that ate vulpes” *RIPPER NOISES* *DOOR INSTALLING NOISES*

“i’m theoretically trained in physics” “ow ouchie my soul”

“ursus major and taurus-“ *ICBM LAUNCH SOUNDS*

“i am the definition of a modern major gener- *loud laser explosion* *CYBORG NOISES* al, an expert in specimens vitamin and mineral”

“i can’t make up my mind if I want to join or desert the legion, i’m going to leave- no wait, I’m going to die of thirst hiking the Mojave”

“hey vulpes want to fu-* *[+DISRESPECT]*

“i…. am DEPRESSION!* *APPLAUSE*

[redcon-enthusiast]

also vulpes mod

so let’s get this straight

vulpes is having a psychotic episode brought on by his anxiety and depression becoming borderline schizophrenia thanks to the plasmid, and the weird gene edit juice is acting really poorly to alice being a walking unsealed radiotherapy capsule from the Goliana incident and throwing a corruption induced hissyfit

got it down right?

person asking to give the Radaway to the prisoner here

she's staring off into nothing and proclaiming about how it's all too loud and that you specifically are not safe while trying to cover her ears, she doesn't respond to anyone unless the person is touching her and when we question her about you not being safe shge says something about the radiation.

*bright flash of light*

Wait, did they just-

[redcon-enthusiast]

Helicopters fly over the Mojave towards the remaining NCR outposts. Sirens sound across the Mojave as the echoes of artillery and the roar of tanks disrupts the tranquil environment.

Dozens of freshly trained Legion paratroopers jump out over the outskirts of towns and cities while the Boomers' B29, part of 4 groups of three bombers each drop airbombs and mininukes on hastily made NCR reinforcements streaming out of their bases.

And the Divide finally erupts into flames, Ulysses' worst nightmare, as 5 lances of fire ascend into the sky and travel towards the NCR- two headed to Colorado and Dayglow, two others towards the Capital Wastes- Washington DC and Boston respectively. And one headed to Zion.

The Dam, a bastion of artillery fires dozens of shells an hour at Boulder City. The Pershing II with a new nuclear warhead sits at the heavily defended HELIOS ONE complex as new troops, tanks, artillery pieces and squads of men arrive by helicopter or truck.

Squads of NCR infantry are crippled by hidden landmines.

Hundreds of people suspected of engaging in debauchery, crime and or immorality are dragged out into the streets of the Strip, corralled into trucks and shot in fields.

A single Eagles B-52 looses a single megaton-class nuclear gravity bomb above the REPCONN plant.

Vulpes watches from the Sherman as the Mojave is dragged into the depths of war.

(Feel free to RP in this thread. It's here for a reason.)

@noomycatz

@a-fellow-courier

@yuro-skell

@fly-vertibirds-everyday

@powerfister

@galileo-of-the-legion

@thinktankbigmt

@atom-bombs-killed-the-radio-star

@okaybooner

@livelaughfantastic

@aleksei-of-newvegas

@bl4z33467467

@mojave-express2287

@sonofmarzzzz

[redcon-enthusiast]

“I have a theoretical degree in physics”

[redcon-enthusiast]

ah got it. would prefer being DMed about that instead of being told here though to save face, feel free to delete the chain

Vulpes walking in a cunty way lmao

Shitpost that has been in my brain for a while not

Caesar drinks white claw

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*you can hear unearthly screaming, the sound of chains and some weird crap, then it’s silent*

- @june-fallout

Hello!

Yo! Didn’t expect you to like- actually dress up. Should I have to? Fuck. Too late now I guess. I guess I'm already good to go, I don't really have any other plans besides standing here uselessly. Do you mind if Santiago tags along?

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*very quiet minos theme, only to be replaced by a sudden burst of lightning and deafening silence*

- @june-fallout

Hello!

Yo! Didn’t expect you to like- actually dress up. Should I have to? Fuck. Too late now I guess. I guess I'm already good to go, I don't really have any other plans besides standing here uselessly. Do you mind if Santiago tags along?

[redcon-enthusiast]

You can see notable panic in “him.”

Then several chains made of a radiant substance bind his arms and legs.

A red glow emaciates from the earth beneath him and the saltpan begins to melt, giving way to newly formed molten lava.

NO!

NO NO NO! YOU CU-

*The priest closes their notepad and everyone looks in awe at this…. divine intervention.*

And as quickly as it happened, he’s yanked into the Earth. The lava cools rapidly, leaving a large rapidly cooling circle where this “prime soul” was and chunks of obsidian.

[june injects fantastic’s dead(?) body with 2 stimpacks at once]

GHAAAAAHKKK..

[He coughs up blood and spit as his broken body forcefully knits itself back together]

Oh god.

Oh god.

I’m alive? I guess I was always too fantastic to die but

What the

FUCK

was that!?

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*he screams in pure unadulterated rage*

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’VE GONE THROUGH!

YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DENIGRATE ME FOR THAT!

CRUSH!

*A large explosion destroys the truck and momentarily sends Vulpes flying back at a 30 degree angle with a velocity of 32 meters a second*

[june injects fantastic’s dead(?) body with 2 stimpacks at once]

GHAAAAAHKKK..

[He coughs up blood and spit as his broken body forcefully knits itself back together]

Oh god.

Oh god.

I’m alive? I guess I was always too fantastic to die but

What the

FUCK

was that!?

[redcon-enthusiast]

*huff*

You destroyed the C-Finder I had completely beyond repair. I harbor nothing but resent-

*he gets hit by the stock of a shotgun*

[june injects fantastic’s dead(?) body with 2 stimpacks at once]

GHAAAAAHKKK..

[He coughs up blood and spit as his broken body forcefully knits itself back together]

Oh god.

Oh god.

I’m alive? I guess I was always too fantastic to die but

What the

FUCK

was that!?

[redcon-enthusiast]

JUDGEMENT!

*He dropkicks them- only for it to be repelled by a brilliant flash of light.*

The cross necklaces the exorcism team is wearing are an incandescent orange glow and cooling down.

[june injects fantastic’s dead(?) body with 2 stimpacks at once]

GHAAAAAHKKK..

[He coughs up blood and spit as his broken body forcefully knits itself back together]

Oh god.

Oh god.

I’m alive? I guess I was always too fantastic to die but

What the

FUCK

was that!?