How would Nuka World react to John Wick as SS? (Colter killed his dog and is here to fuck shit up)
COLTER
The Overboss is on the verge of shitting his own pants seeing this steaming ball of pure rage deduced to one person. They weren’t in the arena to kill him and take over, nor were they here to rid the world of filthy raiders. Sole had one motive and one motive only — revenge.
MASON
“You never kill a man’s dog. Number one rule.” Mason shakes his head, knowing the Overboss was done for.
NISHA
She was bored with the scene before her. A revenge ploy was overplayed in her mind. The only thing that will interest her in this battle is the blood spill, especially that of Colter’s. He was a dead man for sure and that thought alone excited her.
MAGS & WILLIAM BLACK
“See the drive in that person. That’s our next Overboss.” Mags chuckles to herself, speaking to her brother.
William shakes his head and laughs along with her. They were both tired of Colter, so no matter the drive of this person in the arena, the were glad for it. “Heard it was over their mutt. Can you believe that?”
GAGE
Though a bit annoyed at first that he didn’t have time to discuss his well-thought out plan with the newcomer to overthrow Colter; once seeing the survivor he could tell they didn’t need his assistance. He instead decided to sit back and enjoy the show of a person seeking vengeance for their sweet puppy and Colter facing their well-deserved wrath.
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I found 6 pages to be a reasonable and achiveable goal for me for each part. I am still experimenting, style, colors, how much effort should I put into each page without burning out, but without losing too much quality. I want to push myself to update the comic every 1-2 weeks.
This story is about Ruby Lennox, arriving to Nuka-World and becoming the Overboss. Her fanfiction is still in progress, I have written 9 chapters out of 27. Full of complications ✨control and anger issues, hot raiders✨
Lex is a raider, fightin' tooth and nail just to survive.
She meets Gage Porter, and becomes a Queen with a Queendom, killin' her way through the wastes, laughing the whole way.
She meets Gage Porter, and loses everything.
Lex is an outcast, relyin' on nothin' but the jagged edge of her knife and the blood of anyone gettin' in her way.
Preston Garvey finds her, and promises her revenge.
Preston Garvey finds her, and Lex promises him freedom.
These things are not what they seem.
The flotilla is huge. Lex stares with a grim face at Gage’s amassed wealth, gathered from the boneyard of Nuka World. That’s her raiders in there, her money he’s been using to bribe the border patrols, her blood he's building sandcastles out of.
Gage doesn’t come out to play no more, they say.
Somethin’s hunting him, they whisper.
She smiles.
Someone, maybe.
Her face itches, mud and blood drying and pulling the skin. It was more fun than she thought it would be, playing dress-up. Preston’s eyes were big as hubcaps when she came back to camp, all covered in guts and gore. One of his new boys was halfway toward pulling his iron, ‘till Garvey caught his arm – lucky for the boy. The new hires get twitchier every time, and most nights she feels like a Deathclaw in a Molerat nest.
Her tattoos are gone, most buried under a layer of muck, the ink of her Nuka Crown tucked away beneath a scrappy bandage on her arm. Her boots are in a stash she found a couple blocks away, along with everything else that could ruin this for her. Her hair is stuffed into a scratchy, stained cap, one of Garvey’s. It was knitted by Mama Murphy, he said, like that’s supposed to mean something. He’s mentioned her only once or twice, in the half-sentences he uses when he forgets who she is. Who they are.
She hasn’t been bottom of the feeding chain for a long time. She can’t remember how to hold herself, how to move – prey, not predator. But it doesn’t matter, really – by the time anyone gets close enough to notice, she’ll be close enough to bury her knife in their throat. She can’t wait.
Nearby, a pack of mutts send up a howl, delving into shrieking snarls as they uncover something to eat - sounds like a ghoul.
“I’d say stick to the plan, but I’m not convinced you have one.”
Preston’s voice is low, muffled by the scarf around his neck – another present from the elusive Mama Murphy? His jacket is frayed and split, the Minuteman insignia faded and worn. Ironic or symbolic, she hasn’t decided.
These days, she has a feeling about Preston Garvey. Under all that justice, and righteousness, and good, she thinks there’s something else. Something dark. Something dangerous. She just has to set it free.
which writer went all out on the Nuka World Kiddie Kingdom lore because my heart broke by the time I got to Oswald and nothing in the previous hours of pithy storytelling had prepared me for that
my father in law gave me this,,,, and well, hes the perfect little dude to turn into a certain Nuka World mascot,,,,,,, anyone who knows anything abt me knows how much i love Fallout,,,,, im going to do it