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  • Goodbye Skyrim: Chapter 9

    It wasn’t exactly easy to slip away. As a matter of fact, he would probably have to apologise to Grulmar at some point. That said, the bloody bastard would probably enjoy it. Tein knew he wouldn’t. Seif-ij had been sizing him up ever since he got here and he knew exactly what she wan...
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  • Once in a Blue Moon: Part 2

    January 29, 2288 I think I’ll never get tired of walking into Diamond City. The “city” was still a shithole but at least every time I walked in it was becoming my own shithole faster and faster. Of course, the city was resisting. Hell, someone had already started to build a new ...
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  • Once in a Blue Moon: Part 1

    January 28, 2288 Another great day, I thought walking out of my old vault. I wiped my hands with an old handkerchief, bloody motor oil was a pain to get out of a good suit. It was dirty work, but I was finally starting to get somewhere with this little project of mine. The fat old ghoul would soo...
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  • A Kiss, Sweet Mother - Part 2: Hands Bloodied

    20th of Evening Star, 4E195, Windhelm   Why is it taking him so long? She shivered as a late evening breeze ran down the abandoned street and through her unkempt hair. If something happened to him she would never forgive herself or that Calixto creep. She had asked Aventus to climb in throu...
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  • A Kiss, Sweet Mother - Part 1: Scales Darkened

    Collaboration work by Teineeva & Karver   1st of Second Seed, 4E 195, Windhelm   The air rushed around my ears, my lungs kept sucking in the cold and heavy air of Windhelm as my feet carried me over the pavement away from the Grey District. People were giving me strange looks as I ru...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 19: Welcome to the Jungle

    December 10, 2287 It is strange how much a man can miss something as stupid and ridiculous as the vain display of christmas lights that used to adorn these streets of mine back in the day. However, as I stared out of my office through the sadly missing wall, their absence hit me as yet another re...
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  • The Ledger Codex TOC

      It is the 202nd year of the fourth era, an infamous orc disrupts a wedding in Solitude; killing everyone involved. Among the victims was his intended target: Vittoria Vicci, the emperor's niece. In retribution the Jarl of Solitude puts a surprisingly large bounty on his head, supported by ...
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  • The Ledger Codex - Part 1: Contracts, not causes

    “So, where did you say they were attacked?” The mercenary was hunched over the map of the province that he had just taken out of his bag. The canvas was ragged, its curled up edges a clear sign of weathering. The map itself was still clearly readable despite the occasional blood stain do...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 18: Captain Eric Asher

    November 27, 2287   We set up camp for the night in Concord. In the museum, just like that night now over a month ago. It is strange to return to a place you thought would be your grave, especially when that moment is still this fresh in your memory. What is stranger is how our situation ch...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 17: Mission report

      Mission report: To: Command of the Minutemen. Target: Raider base at USAF satellite station Olivia. Commanding officer: Captain Eric Asher. Date: November 10, 2287. Assault was performed on minimal intelligence and was carried out successfully. Minimal minutemen casualties seen the sm...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 16: Backstreet Fling

    December 3, 2287 It was a beautiful saturday evening in the outskirts of Diamond City. A palette of crimson, citrus, gold and lavender painted the Charles and the sparse clouds that drifted above it. In older times it would have been the perfect moment to watch newborn couples walk along the rive...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 15: Olivia

    November 12, 2287 We buried the bodies, or what was left of them, in a common grave behind the two massive grain silos on the north side of the settlement. I would have preferred burning them but these days you never know what the smoke or the light might attract. While further investigating the...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 14: The Suit

    Author’s note: This chapter contains a bit of strong language and may not be suited for the sensible among you. That being said, if you managed to reach this chapter, you probably wil not be bothered in the slightest.   15/11/2287User signed in: Jet   Never would I have thought t...
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  • TOC: The Streets of Boston

    It is the year 2077, despite the efforts of the Boston Police Department, organised crime in Boston is at it's highest. Divided in families and gangs these maffiosi have been the scourge of the Boston populaton for longer than any can imagine. However the board is soon going to change, big players...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 13: Abandoned

    November 4, 2287 Well it took us some time and a bit of improvisation but thanks to Sturges’ ingenuity we have connected the Pride’s purifier to Sanctuary. I’ll be honest the long line of garden hoses that serpent down the hill to the one faucet we managed to get working is a ridiculous sight, but ...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 12: Hello Darkness, My Old Friend

    November 9, 2287 I would have to get another suit. Bloodstains were nasty enough to get out before the war, but now that dry cleaners aren’t a thing anymore, this one’s ready to be tossed away. I would probably have to leave the city soon though. Important matters required my attention. The pond at...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 11: The Pied Piper of Diamond City

    November 9, 2287 The rusted green letters of the old sign were as weathered as the rest of the shack. The sales weren’t all that great apparently. “Publick Occurrences” It said. I smiled, Piper was clearly a history nut, I could appreciate that, especially since I was part of it now. What I couldn’...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 10: Lafoy against the world - round 1

    November 9, 2287, Dugout Inn The gentle melodies of Bob Crosby’s Happy times echoed through the Dugout Inn, as I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. A small ray of light peered through the a hole in the wall, speckles of dust dancing along with the music. I could hear the other patrons gathering a...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 9: A Sly Vixen

    November 8, 2287 A red coat, a green scarf and a maroon reporter’s cap. Over two centuries the fashion requirements that came with the job had barely changed. The only new addition to the tell-tale design was the layer of dirt that covered her from head to toe. Either armageddon got rid of hygiene o...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 8: Making History

    Date: October 27, 2287 Time: 10.21 pm Location: Vault 111 - Sentinel’s quarters Assigned scribe: Scribe initiate Wells   Title: An account of the meeting between Sentinel Thompson of the Golden Pride, and Captain Asher and Sergeant Garvey of the Minutemen. T: I’m sorry for the cold welcome, we don...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 7: Salvation?

    October 26, 2287 Everyone is hungry. We lost most of our supplies in Lexington and so far it seems our little mousetrap isn’t well stocked. And let me tell you hungry, traumatized people make for a lot of dispute. If it weren’t for my honour as a minutemen, I would have shot Marcy. I understand h...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 6: Meanwhile...

    October 22, 2287 Never had I imagined we would end up like this. It was official, the minutemen had come crashing down, taking me and the others along with them. Tonight was armageddon all over again. I should never have made the decision to stop in Lexington. We lost twelve people; five soldiers...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 5: Well isn't that my luck...

    November 7, 2287 Well I finally decided I would venture out. I’ll admit that I somewhat dreaded the moment, but the events of the previous night proved two things; there were other people left alive and hiding in my old offices wouldn’t keep me safe, especially from assholes like 111. I decided to...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 4: Wish and you shall receive

    November 6, 2287 “Wish and you shall receive,” I mumbled, looking down at the corpse lying at my feet while I strapped the pip-boy to my wrist. My victim was wearing a strange blue jumpsuit and had quite a few battle scars. He told me he used to be military, yet he didn’t notice the gun I had been ...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 3: If you want something to be done...

    November 2, 2287 I don’t know what happened exactly after I discovered I could’ve left this arse end of hell two centuries ago, I can only remember I collapsed in thought. But the bulletholes in the geiger counter, the missing ammo for my revolver, the broken glass that is strewn throughout the sh...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 2: Breaking point

    March 12, 2246 Day in, day out, I had been doing exactly the same things, in the same order, every day for decades. I would wake up, stumble into the bathroom, use the toilet and then follow up with a cold shower. I missed the days when I still had toilet paper and warm water. Then I would put my ...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Chapter 1: The Apocalypse

    May 15, 2135 Time always seemed to slow whenever I decided it was time for some music. I lit my last cigar and inserted the worn holotape into the holoplayer. I had been rationing my cigars for years now, the last one I had smoked had been in july, I believe. It was hard to tell the time in here. ...
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  • The Streets of Boston - Prologue: A glowing opportunity

    DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING TEXT WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS PERTAINING TO THE QUESTS AND CHARACTERS OF FALLOUT 4. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! October 22, 2077 It was a warm autumn afternoon, of the kind you would only expect in september, but you wouldn’t hear me complaining. I’ve always supposed it’s due to ...
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  • Character Build: The Outcast

    "You cast me out, to endure the land of skyrim. Hoping I would be fodder to the wolves, or at best a bear. Oh but you were wrong. I survived, I thrived and now, I'm coming for you Yamarz." A brutal but ruthless assassin who respects strength and power above all and despises anything he sees as a w...
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  • Short story: Preparations

    Night was falling faster than he had expected, stupid north and stupid winter. The sun colored the skies in his favourite colours: crimson and flames as he tried climbing the cold rock mountains, to the north of Whiterun. He was tempted to watch the sunset but there were more important things...
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