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TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
Kay looked down from a window from the capital building , watching as people went about their business. Kay sighed before turning to the people infront of him.
"So what is the extensive measure of the threat, General?"
"It is remarkable enough that we need to prepare. At this point, we are very vunerable and we need to fix this. We cant be sitting ducks." General Bergone Blather spoke.
As they spoke, an estimated 23,000 New Jerseyers were begining the great migration out of New Jersey into Up State New York to work on a construction Project. In the meanhile, 15,000 New York Troops and some in trucks headed south rushed across the border, invading Pennslyvannia and New Hamspire + Vermont.
Kay sighed, making his first presidental radio broadcast to The Minutemen, simply hoping to invite their President to the USCR to talk about Relations of their 2 countries. A Draft of 20,000 men occured as well.
"So what is the extensive measure of the threat, General?"
"It is remarkable enough that we need to prepare. At this point, we are very vunerable and we need to fix this. We cant be sitting ducks." General Bergone Blather spoke.
As they spoke, an estimated 23,000 New Jerseyers were begining the great migration out of New Jersey into Up State New York to work on a construction Project. In the meanhile, 15,000 New York Troops and some in trucks headed south rushed across the border, invading Pennslyvannia and New Hamspire + Vermont.
Kay sighed, making his first presidental radio broadcast to The Minutemen, simply hoping to invite their President to the USCR to talk about Relations of their 2 countries. A Draft of 20,000 men occured as well.
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Veers
Crystal Gem
The Eastern Brotherhood was pretty peaceful after the fall of the Institute,however they were angry at the loss of the airport and Liberty Prime. To make up for this, they drafted around 50,000 men to push down the eastern seaboard toward Florida. The pushed their way in the Prydwen and other infantry vehicles down the coast, setting up outposts and fixing up factories.
guul66
Funk Police, Anti-Edgy Department
The garage door was opened in front of Marc. Unlike in normal occurences he was wearing his combat armor. This was an official excursion after all. The mechanics gathered presented him the artillery with pride in their smiles. "It took us weeks after making the blueprints, but we got this prototype together," announced their project head. Marc nodded and smiled at the man: "Very well, does it work?"
"Does it? I mean, yes, it should."
"Should?"
"We've fired it around ten times, so it might've broken a little."
A few engineers started moving the artillery on a cart, while another brought a few shells in his hands. They set up in the testing area a few meters from the garage.
"Load it," The head engineer calmly stated. Marc took a few steps back and with some reluctance, covered his ears.
Without any warning the engineer fired, the shell flying a few dozen meters, before diving into the ground with great force. The head engineer grinned: "We aren't using explosive shells yet, don't want the thing to blow up in our face."
"Alright," Marc nodded "Good job, men, and good luck on your future work. This will go a long way to help our soldiers in the future."
Everyone, Marc, the engineers and both his bodyguard-soldiers and the soldiers protecting the site, saluted and said a loud clear "Goodbye", before Marc left, starting to walk back towards the Lakes' Hall.
"Does it? I mean, yes, it should."
"Should?"
"We've fired it around ten times, so it might've broken a little."
A few engineers started moving the artillery on a cart, while another brought a few shells in his hands. They set up in the testing area a few meters from the garage.
"Load it," The head engineer calmly stated. Marc took a few steps back and with some reluctance, covered his ears.
Without any warning the engineer fired, the shell flying a few dozen meters, before diving into the ground with great force. The head engineer grinned: "We aren't using explosive shells yet, don't want the thing to blow up in our face."
"Alright," Marc nodded "Good job, men, and good luck on your future work. This will go a long way to help our soldiers in the future."
Everyone, Marc, the engineers and both his bodyguard-soldiers and the soldiers protecting the site, saluted and said a loud clear "Goodbye", before Marc left, starting to walk back towards the Lakes' Hall.
Veers
Crystal Gem
Jackson stood in his Penthouse suite. He had just delivered a fiery speech to the people of his empire. He had conquered almost all of Oregon, but only a tiny bit of the state was still controlled by the NCR.
An hour later, he finished a well wrote out letter to their president, asking for the chunk of the State keeping him from moving expanding. -Speech 10
Another idea of his, was the colonization of Washington State. This surely wouldn't take long, as he was to March 10,000 of his men through the area, and slightly into Canada.
An hour later, he finished a well wrote out letter to their president, asking for the chunk of the State keeping him from moving expanding. -Speech 10
Another idea of his, was the colonization of Washington State. This surely wouldn't take long, as he was to March 10,000 of his men through the area, and slightly into Canada.
Error 420
One Thousand Club
Two of the twenty caravan cars from Hellfire Caravan were currently on their way to the Reich. Will arrive in 20 days. 500 Militia members, along with a load of excess weaponry, have been sent north towards Kentucky. Will arrive at Enclave bases in 50 days. As such, the city of Savannah is largely undefended, so Power Armor troops are stationed in a perimeter of the city limits, evenly spaced. The following caravan routes are continuing as normal:
Two cars headed up to New York carrying 10,000 caps worth of guns and ammo.
Three cars headed to Texas carrying 50,000 caps worth of books, 20,000 caps worth of guns and ammo, and a heavily broken X-01 power armor suit worth 100 caps.
Eight boats to head up the east coast, stopping in Maryland, DC, New York, and Boston, then turning around, carrying 5,000 caps worth of rad medicine, 10 lightly used protectrons each worth 200 caps, and free books on treating radiation poisoning.
It was a good day to be king of trade, thought John Hellfire. A damn good day.
Two cars headed up to New York carrying 10,000 caps worth of guns and ammo.
Three cars headed to Texas carrying 50,000 caps worth of books, 20,000 caps worth of guns and ammo, and a heavily broken X-01 power armor suit worth 100 caps.
Eight boats to head up the east coast, stopping in Maryland, DC, New York, and Boston, then turning around, carrying 5,000 caps worth of rad medicine, 10 lightly used protectrons each worth 200 caps, and free books on treating radiation poisoning.
It was a good day to be king of trade, thought John Hellfire. A damn good day.
Karcen
Ten Thousand Club
In the Big MT crater things went on as normal and science was done, the various departments each worked on their own projects and dreamed their own dreams of new innovations no matter how good or bad these might be for the world. There were likely few outside of New Vegas whose lands surrounded the facility that had heard of this place giving them a measure of security in their own secrecy, but one day that would change as the creations of the labs would pour out and change the world even more than hey already had. All this was overseen but Alpha and the heads who took up the think tanks dome where once the brightest minds had slowly sunk into madness, it was from here that all directions flowed the brain of the crater while all others might act on their own sometimes projects were just to dangerous or more likely far to much of a waste of resources.
Still Such measures were rare as most everything had a use even the search for those with ESP which was showing very minor results justifying it existence, however the issue there was the lack of test subjects as reclamation had a higher priority to those that wandered into the crater uninvited. While at first there had been a steady supply as raiders were always a common nuisance, slowly they had seemingly learned to avoid the area. Still this did mean they needed less subjects per cell and the auto docs could have changes made between each one to continue to search for a way to make a better labotomite.
The reclaimed toxin facility also needed such test subjects as they made new poisons and remade old ones including a mist apparently shipped to a famous casino which had some very useful effects after killing those that were exposed it. This was the main thing they would produce , the cloud which was slowly being made into a defensive weapon that could be deployed down the slopes or even dropped into a area and then spread killing and creating reanimated being. The newest modifications had brought up the reanimation rate up by 25% even without the normally needed suit. This department also worked on things like real working suits and filters to keep their people safe from the deadly cocktails they worked with.
The Bioscience division luckily had few problems with test subjects as really they just wanted dead bodies to fertilize their plants, and test how their man eating ones worked out as they envisioned a plant that could render a human body down into a sweet nutrient filled nectar. This was a far off plan and a side project as in truth their main goal currently was plants that could soak up and get rid of radiation, cleaning the land, air, and water of it in a natural way. So far they had made great progress they had a plant that could live off radiation and radioactive waste, however the plant did not use it all up meaning the fruits, roots, stems , every part of the plant was filled with radiation, still it was a step.
Genetics was perhaps the closest to mad science as they came as they kept up the old goals of the place making new and monstrous creatures, or at least improving on old ones. They had made great steps in bending DNA to their will like making nightstalkers that could blend into their surroundings and had a more potent bite. Still their current crowning achievement in their eyes,was the Cazadores there had always been something about them that had bugged the head and that was they were made out of a parasitic wasps DNA but they acted like normal wasps that is his mind was just wrong. No one had ever bothered to point out that the wasps were not fully parasitic. So he had devoted his time to correcting this error now a select group was able to paralyze a grown man or brahmin and then deposit fast growing eggs into the victim which would then eat them, this correction made these large wasps breed far faster than normal. Now they had their sights set on improving deathclaws which thankfully for the good of the wastes they could not find.
A subset of Genetics was the Cyberdog creation and training facility. This smaller building was devoted to the training and enhancement of mans best friend making them into cyber dogs. This had been growing almost into its own independent division with the direction the head was going. they also were responsible for trying to make the creatures Genetics made controllable through various conditioning regimes and often cybernetic replacements, their results were mixed.
The robotics division was perhaps the largest division because it house two popular projects, though one was almost its own division even having a "sub-head" present at meetings. These were the people that made the robo spiders in all their glorious variations and had torn apart and discovered the secrets of the securatrons, though implementation of these was slow going. This was also their most powerful current defense against possible hostile invaders therefore they often had first pick of what they needed to improve these robotic defenders. The sub division was cyberntics, which had grown up after Alpha fell ill and had only grown since then.
This lead to shortages for those in Weapons & Armor Division, though they were not using to much to achieve greatness there. This division had mostly become a factory making weapons and armor over researching new weapons and armor, though they were working on new plans but sadly they lacked the schematics for power armor so they had limited their pursuits. Now their main research was in the Holographic emitters left behind. the programs within proved to be nearly unstoppable guardians and in a way proved the concept of hard light therefore they had started looking into making armor that weighted nothing and could be turned on and off but could block weapons fire without fail, their results were promising.
There was also the medical research division, which were perhaps the most sane of the groups focusing on new medicines and ways to treat illnesses in the world. Still they also made the trauma override harasses is very limited numbers, experimented on old illnesses to sometimes make them more deadly and sometimes try to make them fight other sicknesses. All in all they were the most likely to be seen as helpful by the outside world.
There were also a host of minor divisions that really had no say on things and just picked over scraps some of these were just one person like the Alien life search and recovery initiative. Big mountain was always a hive of activity despite their limited numbers they always had more to do and plenty to research and improve. It was a firm belief that all this work woudl one day change the world, though many didn't agree how and some even spoke of it as a religious mandate. They would bring technology back to the world and be a beacon in the darkness to guide humanity to the machine god.
Still Such measures were rare as most everything had a use even the search for those with ESP which was showing very minor results justifying it existence, however the issue there was the lack of test subjects as reclamation had a higher priority to those that wandered into the crater uninvited. While at first there had been a steady supply as raiders were always a common nuisance, slowly they had seemingly learned to avoid the area. Still this did mean they needed less subjects per cell and the auto docs could have changes made between each one to continue to search for a way to make a better labotomite.
The reclaimed toxin facility also needed such test subjects as they made new poisons and remade old ones including a mist apparently shipped to a famous casino which had some very useful effects after killing those that were exposed it. This was the main thing they would produce , the cloud which was slowly being made into a defensive weapon that could be deployed down the slopes or even dropped into a area and then spread killing and creating reanimated being. The newest modifications had brought up the reanimation rate up by 25% even without the normally needed suit. This department also worked on things like real working suits and filters to keep their people safe from the deadly cocktails they worked with.
The Bioscience division luckily had few problems with test subjects as really they just wanted dead bodies to fertilize their plants, and test how their man eating ones worked out as they envisioned a plant that could render a human body down into a sweet nutrient filled nectar. This was a far off plan and a side project as in truth their main goal currently was plants that could soak up and get rid of radiation, cleaning the land, air, and water of it in a natural way. So far they had made great progress they had a plant that could live off radiation and radioactive waste, however the plant did not use it all up meaning the fruits, roots, stems , every part of the plant was filled with radiation, still it was a step.
Genetics was perhaps the closest to mad science as they came as they kept up the old goals of the place making new and monstrous creatures, or at least improving on old ones. They had made great steps in bending DNA to their will like making nightstalkers that could blend into their surroundings and had a more potent bite. Still their current crowning achievement in their eyes,was the Cazadores there had always been something about them that had bugged the head and that was they were made out of a parasitic wasps DNA but they acted like normal wasps that is his mind was just wrong. No one had ever bothered to point out that the wasps were not fully parasitic. So he had devoted his time to correcting this error now a select group was able to paralyze a grown man or brahmin and then deposit fast growing eggs into the victim which would then eat them, this correction made these large wasps breed far faster than normal. Now they had their sights set on improving deathclaws which thankfully for the good of the wastes they could not find.
A subset of Genetics was the Cyberdog creation and training facility. This smaller building was devoted to the training and enhancement of mans best friend making them into cyber dogs. This had been growing almost into its own independent division with the direction the head was going. they also were responsible for trying to make the creatures Genetics made controllable through various conditioning regimes and often cybernetic replacements, their results were mixed.
The robotics division was perhaps the largest division because it house two popular projects, though one was almost its own division even having a "sub-head" present at meetings. These were the people that made the robo spiders in all their glorious variations and had torn apart and discovered the secrets of the securatrons, though implementation of these was slow going. This was also their most powerful current defense against possible hostile invaders therefore they often had first pick of what they needed to improve these robotic defenders. The sub division was cyberntics, which had grown up after Alpha fell ill and had only grown since then.
This lead to shortages for those in Weapons & Armor Division, though they were not using to much to achieve greatness there. This division had mostly become a factory making weapons and armor over researching new weapons and armor, though they were working on new plans but sadly they lacked the schematics for power armor so they had limited their pursuits. Now their main research was in the Holographic emitters left behind. the programs within proved to be nearly unstoppable guardians and in a way proved the concept of hard light therefore they had started looking into making armor that weighted nothing and could be turned on and off but could block weapons fire without fail, their results were promising.
There was also the medical research division, which were perhaps the most sane of the groups focusing on new medicines and ways to treat illnesses in the world. Still they also made the trauma override harasses is very limited numbers, experimented on old illnesses to sometimes make them more deadly and sometimes try to make them fight other sicknesses. All in all they were the most likely to be seen as helpful by the outside world.
There were also a host of minor divisions that really had no say on things and just picked over scraps some of these were just one person like the Alien life search and recovery initiative. Big mountain was always a hive of activity despite their limited numbers they always had more to do and plenty to research and improve. It was a firm belief that all this work woudl one day change the world, though many didn't agree how and some even spoke of it as a religious mandate. They would bring technology back to the world and be a beacon in the darkness to guide humanity to the machine god.
General Deth Glitch
Two Thousand Club
The Minute Men
General Jackson was meeting with his Hours. The meeting was being held in Vault 114, the Vault was purged of Italian 'Mafia' soon after the... event... and set up as the central government building of the Minutemen. While The Castle remained the military Centre. The great hall (the one we see when saving Valentine) was a hub of activity but just off to the right lay the fairly newly renovated Hall of Hours, in reality it was a decent sized room, pretty plain inside with enough chairs for the general and the Hours to sit and convene, just as they were doing now. "Thanks to the decisions of those who held this rank before me tensions are high with our southwestern neighbour. We need to send Ambassador Wright and her little following to meet with them. After all she has a way with words and we have nothing to hide from them. Good relations will benefit us both. War with them is of no benefit to our people and Peace will allow both nations to grow and prosper. The issue is that currently they dislike us and we have no official stance with them." There was murmurs of agreeance from the board, he was used to one or two rising in outrage but it seemed he had their full backing on this one. "While she completes this task I will personally take a trip to Spectacle Island to meet with the Brotherhood. Tensions with them are, again, uneasy. I hope we can come to a more agreeable deal, far less restrictive then the one I had to make in haste. I would even welcome them to use our airport, provided they keep it maintained, for it is of little use to us with our 'airforce' or lack their of. He Looked at Valentine, a personal friend and the Hour of Justice, "You have heard the reports of of a new Automata threat? I would like that looked into."
"Im on it Iceman" he replied in his sarky way.
"I will have to meet with the Steel cans so I will cut the meeting short. Any notes you need me to see, any facts or figures, leave them with Valentine."
TheIrradiatedWaffle
Piper was informed of her new task. Since being given her role as Ambassador of the General she had basically just visited towns and told them the truth, effectively spreading the audience of her now officially endorsed newspaper, which was given full autonomy and would not be censored (even if he tried) of course, but this was real. She was to travel with twenty Minutemen and three of her 'envoys', effectively propagandists of the Hours.
General Samual "BAMF" Jackson had a group of four Minutemen transport him across the bay to Spectacle Island where he then sent them on his way. He wondered, was he still a Knight of the Brotherhood or was that old hat, was that a past that would never be acknowledged since the treaty? Was he just a 'Civilian' to them now? He didn't know but he was going to request and audience regardless.
Veers
General Jackson was meeting with his Hours. The meeting was being held in Vault 114, the Vault was purged of Italian 'Mafia' soon after the... event... and set up as the central government building of the Minutemen. While The Castle remained the military Centre. The great hall (the one we see when saving Valentine) was a hub of activity but just off to the right lay the fairly newly renovated Hall of Hours, in reality it was a decent sized room, pretty plain inside with enough chairs for the general and the Hours to sit and convene, just as they were doing now. "Thanks to the decisions of those who held this rank before me tensions are high with our southwestern neighbour. We need to send Ambassador Wright and her little following to meet with them. After all she has a way with words and we have nothing to hide from them. Good relations will benefit us both. War with them is of no benefit to our people and Peace will allow both nations to grow and prosper. The issue is that currently they dislike us and we have no official stance with them." There was murmurs of agreeance from the board, he was used to one or two rising in outrage but it seemed he had their full backing on this one. "While she completes this task I will personally take a trip to Spectacle Island to meet with the Brotherhood. Tensions with them are, again, uneasy. I hope we can come to a more agreeable deal, far less restrictive then the one I had to make in haste. I would even welcome them to use our airport, provided they keep it maintained, for it is of little use to us with our 'airforce' or lack their of. He Looked at Valentine, a personal friend and the Hour of Justice, "You have heard the reports of of a new Automata threat? I would like that looked into."
"Im on it Iceman" he replied in his sarky way.
"I will have to meet with the Steel cans so I will cut the meeting short. Any notes you need me to see, any facts or figures, leave them with Valentine."
TheIrradiatedWaffle
Piper was informed of her new task. Since being given her role as Ambassador of the General she had basically just visited towns and told them the truth, effectively spreading the audience of her now officially endorsed newspaper, which was given full autonomy and would not be censored (even if he tried) of course, but this was real. She was to travel with twenty Minutemen and three of her 'envoys', effectively propagandists of the Hours.
General Samual "BAMF" Jackson had a group of four Minutemen transport him across the bay to Spectacle Island where he then sent them on his way. He wondered, was he still a Knight of the Brotherhood or was that old hat, was that a past that would never be acknowledged since the treaty? Was he just a 'Civilian' to them now? He didn't know but he was going to request and audience regardless.
Veers
TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
Kay was marred with contempt at the news that the president himself hadnt bothered to show up, but hopeful to keep relations well, he simply had his ambassador sent in his place.
USCR troops met the party at the border and guided them to a train, from which they could take to Abany, which was by far, their loveliest city, with the monuments from the prewar basically untouched due to Abany's irrelevance before the war. Once there, the ambassador would meet the group, and normal festivities would accure. Kay quickly had the parade banners welcoming their President scrapped to save himself from embarassment of the president not being there.
General Deth Glitch
USCR troops met the party at the border and guided them to a train, from which they could take to Abany, which was by far, their loveliest city, with the monuments from the prewar basically untouched due to Abany's irrelevance before the war. Once there, the ambassador would meet the group, and normal festivities would accure. Kay quickly had the parade banners welcoming their President scrapped to save himself from embarassment of the president not being there.
General Deth Glitch
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General Deth Glitch
Two Thousand Club
The Minute Men
Ambassador Piper Wright and her 'posse' were taken to Abany. It was a beautiful city. For a women used to the cratered mess of Boston it was breathtaking. The Minutemen were still a new nation, despite its military pedigree its governance and other areas were still new and barely used. They had not had the time to clean up such areas and create clean and well preserved areas. This city was like a monument to the power and influence of a nation, she assumed that was exactly its purpose. To show her exactly what they could achieve but she knew that the new Nation, united under Jackson could achieve this and much more. She knew her marching orders but also hoped she could help the people of this nation learn to stop hating the new Minutemen over the crimes of the past.
Ambassador Piper Wright and her 'posse' were taken to Abany. It was a beautiful city. For a women used to the cratered mess of Boston it was breathtaking. The Minutemen were still a new nation, despite its military pedigree its governance and other areas were still new and barely used. They had not had the time to clean up such areas and create clean and well preserved areas. This city was like a monument to the power and influence of a nation, she assumed that was exactly its purpose. To show her exactly what they could achieve but she knew that the new Nation, united under Jackson could achieve this and much more. She knew her marching orders but also hoped she could help the people of this nation learn to stop hating the new Minutemen over the crimes of the past.
TheIrradiatedWaffle
Pat
Three Thousand Club
The dark and foreboding Gamma roared as it rumbled across the open deserts of the Illinoian wasteland, gliding over her tracks as easily as a bird soars through air. Originally a bullet train used to shuttle supplies from Control Station Atlantis to distant Enclave outposts, it had been modified with enough armor and armaments to take whatever punishment was thrown at it and then deal some back itself with extreme prejudice. Magnetic levitation helped propel it, lifting the train just enough above the tracks to limit friction and make it a negligible factor in it's daily operations. Helena smiled. She admired that kind of inventive efficiency. She suspected many others in the Enclave did too, you had to if you believed in restoring the Thirteen Commonwealths.
Helena jolted in her seat when she found Janet whispering in her ear. "What're you thinking about?"
"The Gamma," She announced. Her head turned sideways for a second and confirmed her suspicions; the blonde haired girl had unbuckled and was leaning forward in her seat.
Her response elicited a light laugh from Janet. "Yeah, she's pretty beautiful."
Helena's eyes flicked back questioningly.
"In a compact, rugged sort of way." She eludidated hurriedly with her characteristic self-abatement.
Helena didn't get why she got like that. The woman was more comfortable asking the questions than getting asked them herself. Especially when she was doing the asking.
Suddenly Janet lurched forward and pushed up against Helena's seat. Her hands had moved and grabbed a handle just fast enough to keep her from flying.
Helena's face lit up with a shit-eating grin. Janet expressed an emotion between embarrassment and anger and promptly punched the back of her seat.
"Jerk."
Helena cackled a bit and risked a joke at Janet's expense. "Maybe if your ass was where it was supposed to be that wouldn't of happened."
A dangerous spark lit behind those dark brown eyes of her's.
Helena tried a different tack to avoid what was coming. "We've arrived at our destination. You can get your revenge in later."
Unbuckling and standing up from her seat, Helena swore she could hear the muttering of a 'better watch your back' from under the breath of her squadmate. Walking past her, Helena opened the doors to the armory and oohed and ahhed at what High Command had gifted them for their mission.
Helena jolted in her seat when she found Janet whispering in her ear. "What're you thinking about?"
"The Gamma," She announced. Her head turned sideways for a second and confirmed her suspicions; the blonde haired girl had unbuckled and was leaning forward in her seat.
Her response elicited a light laugh from Janet. "Yeah, she's pretty beautiful."
Helena's eyes flicked back questioningly.
"In a compact, rugged sort of way." She eludidated hurriedly with her characteristic self-abatement.
Helena didn't get why she got like that. The woman was more comfortable asking the questions than getting asked them herself. Especially when she was doing the asking.
Suddenly Janet lurched forward and pushed up against Helena's seat. Her hands had moved and grabbed a handle just fast enough to keep her from flying.
Helena's face lit up with a shit-eating grin. Janet expressed an emotion between embarrassment and anger and promptly punched the back of her seat.
"Jerk."
Helena cackled a bit and risked a joke at Janet's expense. "Maybe if your ass was where it was supposed to be that wouldn't of happened."
A dangerous spark lit behind those dark brown eyes of her's.
Helena tried a different tack to avoid what was coming. "We've arrived at our destination. You can get your revenge in later."
Unbuckling and standing up from her seat, Helena swore she could hear the muttering of a 'better watch your back' from under the breath of her squadmate. Walking past her, Helena opened the doors to the armory and oohed and ahhed at what High Command had gifted them for their mission.
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TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
Children ran in the streets, carrying small USCR flags as they hurried to the parade. The air was filled with the smell of foods, and a crowd cheered as a military parade began, and an army of troops marched down the street. Their boots made an unmistakable sound and the man in front carried a flag. They marched with a purpose and paved the way as a group of trucks rolled down the street soon after, with troops waving from the windows. They were soon followed by one of the USCR's tanks, gleaming with green paint. The sound of artillery could be heard as from the sky, it could be seen as 2 shells flew over the city.
This celebration went on for 2 hours before finally, the Mayor came on stage.
"Fair people of the USCR, I welcome you to this spontaneous parade, organized by our great president."
The crowd cheered in reponse.
"Today, we welcome a dignitary from the Minutemen. Hello and greetings to New York, a beacon of Capitalist and Socialist achievements. Now let us present the grand finale of this day. A symbol of our struggle to get here, or at least, for our families to."
The mayor hurried across the stage, as he pulled a sheet from something to reveal a newly made monument.
Chiseled from stone, the monument was a group of 4 men standing on the dismembered foot of Liberty Prime. The man to the far left, his uniform dirty and torn was depicked in between the a drag of a cigarette, holding a unconcerned look on his face, the man next to him grinned sheepish as he pulled up his bos stolen helmet so people could see his face. The man in the middle had his arms around the 3 of them, smiling, and lastly, the man to the far right held a determined look on his face, as he grasped the strap of his rifle.
The crowd was silent, taking a moment to take it all in, as if trying to remember it. Whatever those men in the monument had beem thinking at that time, they were imortalized. A slow respectful clap was all that could be heard after. The anthem was played after and all of the watchers placed their hands over their hearts.
Shortly after, the parade was concluded, and Kyle Janet sat down with Piper, saying politely, "So, that was something, huh?"
General Deth Glitch
This celebration went on for 2 hours before finally, the Mayor came on stage.
"Fair people of the USCR, I welcome you to this spontaneous parade, organized by our great president."
The crowd cheered in reponse.
"Today, we welcome a dignitary from the Minutemen. Hello and greetings to New York, a beacon of Capitalist and Socialist achievements. Now let us present the grand finale of this day. A symbol of our struggle to get here, or at least, for our families to."
The mayor hurried across the stage, as he pulled a sheet from something to reveal a newly made monument.
Chiseled from stone, the monument was a group of 4 men standing on the dismembered foot of Liberty Prime. The man to the far left, his uniform dirty and torn was depicked in between the a drag of a cigarette, holding a unconcerned look on his face, the man next to him grinned sheepish as he pulled up his bos stolen helmet so people could see his face. The man in the middle had his arms around the 3 of them, smiling, and lastly, the man to the far right held a determined look on his face, as he grasped the strap of his rifle.
The crowd was silent, taking a moment to take it all in, as if trying to remember it. Whatever those men in the monument had beem thinking at that time, they were imortalized. A slow respectful clap was all that could be heard after. The anthem was played after and all of the watchers placed their hands over their hearts.
Shortly after, the parade was concluded, and Kyle Janet sat down with Piper, saying politely, "So, that was something, huh?"
General Deth Glitch
Veers
Crystal Gem
The troops marched through into Washington State. Marching songs were played as this went on, and many new citizens were added to the population of the Reich (280000 men, women and children).
Later, a deal with Hellfire Caravans was put into place, and troops were ready to embark through Caesers territory for operation "Töte das biest".
After hearing of other factions other than the NCR, Fuhrer Jackson sent out a message to two of them that peaked his interest. One being the Enclave, was contacted about a possible alliance
Pat
. Another one, was
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Later, a deal with Hellfire Caravans was put into place, and troops were ready to embark through Caesers territory for operation "Töte das biest".
After hearing of other factions other than the NCR, Fuhrer Jackson sent out a message to two of them that peaked his interest. One being the Enclave, was contacted about a possible alliance
Pat
. Another one, was
Shepard
TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
(Washington doesnt hav 1 million people)The troops marched through into Washington State. Marching songs were played as this went on, and many new citizens were added to the population of the Reich (1 million men, women and children).
Later, a deal with Hellfire Caravans was put into place, and troops were ready to embark through Caesers territory for operation "Töte das biest".
After hearing of other factions other than the NCR, Fuhrer Jackson sent out a message to two of them that peaked his interest. One being the Enclave, was contacted about a possible alliance
Veers
Crystal Gem
(oh my god I did it again. sorry, I need a new calculator. Im changing it to 280000)
RIPSaidCone
tolmie
/>"1-1 Actual, 1-1 Actual, 1-2 Echo. We have spotted 19 SMT's congregating to the south of your position, approximately 2 miles from LZ Kilo, over."</
/>"Copy, 1-2 Echo. 1-1 Actual reads you, over."</
/>"Suppress grid line, X32.721443 Y103.35105. Deliver package, Charlie, over."</
/>"Copy, prepping to suppress given grid line. ETA ten seconds, over."</
/>"Copy, 1-2 Echo. 1-1 Actual reads you, over."</
/>"Suppress grid line, X32.721443 Y103.35105. Deliver package, Charlie, over."</
/>"Copy, prepping to suppress given grid line. ETA ten seconds, over."</
The soldier put away his goggles and slung his rifle as he stood atop the dusty hill overlooking what had once been the outskirts of the town of Hobbs. Watching as the distant group of supermutants met up with one another, only to suddenly disappear in a large and dramatic puff of smoke. The gray and black mist rising high up into the air as the surrounding area shook violently at the sudden crash of explosions engulfing that one specific area. That had been a perfect display of Texan artillery, a joint effort between the artillery spotters and surrounding units and the artillery crews themselves, what had once been an intimidating foe turned to piles of mush from a mile away, the soldier in command of 1-2 Echo. Staff Sargeant Peter Kellish held the sling of his TXA-16 as he strolled down from the peak of the hill, greeted by the excited cheering of his men, explosions never ceased to amuse them after all. Gesturing for them to gather up as he spoke out loud, "Listen up. I know you're all still easily entertained by the sight of those freaks getting squashed but we've got work to do. The brass wants us to clear the area so that the engineers can come in and set up fortifications along the border without being bothered. So far we've done a pretty good job, but I wanna get back to base for a nice hot shower, not sure about any of you but I think that sounds pretty good. So let's get to it." More affirmative cheering was heard as the troops jogged to their humvees, manning the guns and starting the engines as the convoy sped off.
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Meanwhile at the Texan border many hundreds of miles away. The three cars sent by Hellfire were greeted by nearby troops and were directed to Camp Jayhawk, the nearest C.S. Army installation. There their goods were inspected for security purposes and a trade representative sent to meet with them at the base, though the free market and capitalism was encouraged. It was mostly encouraged for Texans between Texans and foreign items were more or less controlled by the state when it came to trading due to the dangers uncontrolled trade with the outside could bring.
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One Thousand Club
RIPSaidCone
The caravan had been halted and brought to Camp Jayhawk. It was time to turn up the charm and try to see if this could mean a military deal. That meant the big bucks. A long-range radio had been installed in the cars, and were giving regular reports back to the desk of John Hellfire. A request to speak to the commander of the base was sent out.
guul66
Funk Police, Anti-Edgy Department
A long-range radio signal is broadcasted from Eastern Iowa, reaching very far from its original location, even over Chicago, starting to fade around West Pennsylvania:
"This is Scout Leader Andy Corole, requesting backup from the capital ASAP. Our transports down and we're stuck in the ruins of Iowa City. This message repeats."
Upon receiving the message 3 squads, all of 7 soldiers, are sent on the way there from Lakesquad, each squad having proper equipment and a technical for transportation.
"This is Scout Leader Andy Corole, requesting backup from the capital ASAP. Our transports down and we're stuck in the ruins of Iowa City. This message repeats."
Upon receiving the message 3 squads, all of 7 soldiers, are sent on the way there from Lakesquad, each squad having proper equipment and a technical for transportation.
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TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
USCR besieged the city of the Pitt as they waited for artillery to arrive. Brutual fighting continued through the day, as a small detachment of troops invaded the city, killing what and who they could. A flamethrower unit openned fire on a group of raiders. In two days, casualties had mounted, with as the troops took control of 10% of the city.
Outside the town, Sergent John Colamous was told about a mysterious radio signal was report. Using the 2 way radio they had brought with them, they attempted to contact the senders of the signal.
guul66
In Newyork, troops watch as a boat pulls up to their shores.
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Outside the town, Sergent John Colamous was told about a mysterious radio signal was report. Using the 2 way radio they had brought with them, they attempted to contact the senders of the signal.
guul66
In Newyork, troops watch as a boat pulls up to their shores.
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General Deth Glitch
Two Thousand Club
The Minutemen
"Wow.. so this was from your conflict with The Brotherhood?" Piper said to Kyle Janet "The Ability of your people to create monuments and restore this city without fear... It fills me with hope of the future, of my peoples future. General Jackson wants peace, he wants to restore peoples hope and remove their fear of life. Before he was even the leader of an army, when only a small handful listened to his cries, he risked his life to cleanse the Commonwealth, Boston, of raiders and he fought with a hope that he could liberate the world from Terror, one bit at a time. If we can form good relations we hope we can learn from you, how you achieve your feats without all the wonders he once knew. I promise he would be willing to share his knowledge of the world before and use his previous experience in the old, pre-war military to help reform both our armies into powerful vessels of peace." She said "I want this as much as him. Please let us begin relations with this new nation and yours on a better note then the Rabble that used to be the minutemen left it." She then began writing down notes, she fully intended to write about this place and, if possible, return one day. Perhaps Publick Occurrences could become a global news outlet. Telling the world the real truth about everything.
TheIrradiatedWaffle
While military reforms were a constant part of working in the Minutemen Army some squads were further ahead then others. One such squad was given a daunting task. They were to investigate and eventually lead the recapture of the as yet unconquered NukaWorld. While the area was cordoned off, it was a huge area, overrun with raiders and new and untested mutated foes. First they would survey the region and then set up a FOB and make preparation to protect and free people of the region while making attack plans
"Wow.. so this was from your conflict with The Brotherhood?" Piper said to Kyle Janet "The Ability of your people to create monuments and restore this city without fear... It fills me with hope of the future, of my peoples future. General Jackson wants peace, he wants to restore peoples hope and remove their fear of life. Before he was even the leader of an army, when only a small handful listened to his cries, he risked his life to cleanse the Commonwealth, Boston, of raiders and he fought with a hope that he could liberate the world from Terror, one bit at a time. If we can form good relations we hope we can learn from you, how you achieve your feats without all the wonders he once knew. I promise he would be willing to share his knowledge of the world before and use his previous experience in the old, pre-war military to help reform both our armies into powerful vessels of peace." She said "I want this as much as him. Please let us begin relations with this new nation and yours on a better note then the Rabble that used to be the minutemen left it." She then began writing down notes, she fully intended to write about this place and, if possible, return one day. Perhaps Publick Occurrences could become a global news outlet. Telling the world the real truth about everything.
TheIrradiatedWaffle
While military reforms were a constant part of working in the Minutemen Army some squads were further ahead then others. One such squad was given a daunting task. They were to investigate and eventually lead the recapture of the as yet unconquered NukaWorld. While the area was cordoned off, it was a huge area, overrun with raiders and new and untested mutated foes. First they would survey the region and then set up a FOB and make preparation to protect and free people of the region while making attack plans
TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
Kyle smiled, "Yes it is. The memory of our struggle over dictatorship. The artist spend 16 years on it."
Kyle suddenly got serious, "Look, Im not one for idealistic words. We fight for survival. Pure and simple. To live no matter what. We dont wanna be powerful, but we need to be, cause if we aren't we will die. Everything we do is for necessity. In this instance, Id like to better relations, as it is beneficial for both of our survival. As you know, the Brotherhood of Steel are resurgent and I have no problem believing they will invade us if it comes to it. That is why I propose a Mutual Defense Pact. To protect us both from such threats. As well, we'd like to discuss a trade deal with you."
New Jersey workers begin construction on a project near the northern border. A long series of trenchlike holes were constructed all along the border in single unending lines, another one was constructed near the western bridged border of Ontario.
Kyle suddenly got serious, "Look, Im not one for idealistic words. We fight for survival. Pure and simple. To live no matter what. We dont wanna be powerful, but we need to be, cause if we aren't we will die. Everything we do is for necessity. In this instance, Id like to better relations, as it is beneficial for both of our survival. As you know, the Brotherhood of Steel are resurgent and I have no problem believing they will invade us if it comes to it. That is why I propose a Mutual Defense Pact. To protect us both from such threats. As well, we'd like to discuss a trade deal with you."
New Jersey workers begin construction on a project near the northern border. A long series of trenchlike holes were constructed all along the border in single unending lines, another one was constructed near the western bridged border of Ontario.
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General Deth Glitch
Two Thousand Club
"Both of those agreements seem wonderful, and I am not idealistic. I know the Minutemen still retain a powerful army for those very same reasons. Jackson knows his dream will not be achieved in his lifetime but he still intends to lay the groundwork. While I would be happy to discuss these treaties with you I have been given a point that I cannot drop. Any treaty between our people must include a formal acknowledgement that you will not expand east of Lake Champlain and we will not expand west of it. Depending on what we find north of the US-Canada border I have been informed to request we attempt to uphold this treaty as far north of the pre-war border as we can. Our soldiers get 3-months off every other year and every other holiday is doubled to six months, I have to say a location like this could be a prime holiday destination for them." She replied. "While we see the Brotherhood threat we do hope to create and maintain friendly relations with them, their resources and knowledge could prove a vital ally and they would be far better an ally then an enemy."
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One Thousand Club
TheIrradiatedWaffle
The boats contain 5,000 caps worth of rad medicine, and 10 lightly used protectrons each worth 200 caps. The following trades are allowed: Guns of equal value, ammo of equal value, water purification hardware of 1.5X value, and any works of Pre-war culture 2X value.
TheIrradiatedWaffle
The Only Cool Waffle You'll Ever Meet
"Well, for the first point, its not really possible, as we've already invaded Vermont, but I'd like instead suggest that the USCR will no expand east of vermont and you may still expand north east of Lake Champlain. As for the bos, a time of reckoning will come. I do not intend to be caught off guard for it."
