mentally giving mr jonathon ghoul a forehead kiss i just think he's rly neat
he wouldn't say no to that (and thank you!)
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The success of the Fallout TV show makes me really hopeful we'll someday get to see Fallout 4's Nick Valentine in something. There is SO MUCH POTENTIAL in that character's design, premise, and presentation, none of which could be truly realized within the boundaries of Fo4.
Just... LOOK at this grizzled synthetic-detective! The character design alone is too good to be limited to a companion in a Bathesda game. I need this fellow to STAR in something!
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Old art but idc i still kinda like this. Živa loses her eye later in life its kinda dramatic in the moment but otherwise she doesnt really care
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I've come out of hiding just to say. In a perfect world I would recommend New Vegas first to all the new fallout fans. But we also live in a world where without mods ( wich is how most people experience NV for the first time) it's kinda a bitch to play. Especially for a fist Bethesda game. Wich is why I'm begging people to stop saying not to bother with fo4.... it's by far the most accessible game gameplay wise....and though I agree it has one of the weaker stories. I wouldn't say it's bad at all. Just different from the other games.
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i might have to stop playing fallout 4 and go back to therapy becuase nick valentine said the line "if you need to stop to eat or rest or anything go right ahead," and i started crying
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Managed to mod Jon and turn him into a ghould mid-game im so happy with how he turns out
AGHH hes perfect😭❤️🫶 this is the mod im using, since by far its the only one that lets me change his appearance mid-game
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Leaves crunch and twigs snap as Jason, lead foot and tired, stomps back to their little campsite with his bag of sad looking tatos, onions, and herbs.
(Herbs were the real hot commodity in the Commonwealth, the only people who still had em after the war were the Vaults. Well except for rosemary.... and mint. Like radroaches those weeds.)
Jason was about 75% certain that the lady at the market stand had upcharged him for his handsome mug.
Fucking assholes. This was why he didn't leave Goodneighbor for too long.
His charge was still where Jason had left him, sitting prim and proper in the makeshift camp Jason had set up before he left.
As he approached, Damian glanced up sharply, his hand outstretched with a piece of jerky no doubt stolen from Jason's pack. He was feeding it to a-
Jason stops in his tracks.
No fucking way.
"Brat that better not be what I think it is."
"I wasn't aware that you had enough brain cells left to think Todd."
"That's a fucking baby deathclaw."
Indeed it was, about the size of a medium dog with claws the same length as it's head. The little ball of tanky lizard destruction took Damian's distraction as an opportunity to snatch the jerky out of his hand.
"This is Humphrey, I hatched her myself."
".....What?"
"Hatched her, do keep up Todd."
"How long have you had her?" Jason tries to run the rough math on how long deathclaws incubate eggs for a runs into the brick wall that is the terror that Damian just stole a deathclaw egg from presumably a deathclaw mother.
The fact that Damian was anywhere near a position to be in the vicinity of a deathclaw mother meant Talia was going to kill him stone dead. For good this time.
"Three weeks," Damian reports in a clipped tone. He says this while petting the tiny creature that Jason has no doubt in his mind could rip them both to shreds in seconds.
Jason had lost more than a few traveling companions to the claws of a pissed lizard, they're the kind of animal that just gets mad when you shoot it.
But this was also Damian, the twerp had some sort of uncanny nack for getting the creepy crawlies of the Commonwealth to listen to him.
Fucking damnit.
"Fine, but you're explaining this to your mother."
"Acceptable," Damian sniffs, holding out a hand to shake.
Jason, despite himself, takes it.
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