Chapter 333: Dog-Meat...
It's been a couple days since G.L.A.D.O.S had been activated, and Afton was surprised by just how effective she actually was... Sure she had the best processes and tech not before seen in this world, but he thought she'd take a while to get properly integrated into Big Mt... This was no the case though, she'd immediately taken control of all robots, gathering all information they'd acquired as well as their previously standing orders and begun streamlining everything.
Robots taking a longer route than necessary? Change it.
Pathways too rough for vehicles to transport? Change it.
Energy consumption exceeding the given limit? Change it!
Afton watched from the balcony as Glados started integrating the changes, making everything so much more efficient.
She'd even taken control of the AI's in charge of the various laboratories, integrating their processes into herself and collecting any information they had gathered.
All in all, everything was improving at a great rate. Sure, Glados had a few arguments with the scientists, mainly Klein. But problems were quickly resolved through negotiation, or Glados simply stating a rule Afton had previously put in place.
With Glados now taking charge, Afton found himself with a lot more free time, and a couple days until he was required to go back to the Mojave... To be honest, he wanted to stay and continue his scientific pursuits but knew there were more important things still occurring in the wasteland.
Still, with his free time he'd started modifying and upgrading his current weaponry. His current loadout included :
An Atomic-valence tri-radii-oscillator (Though this would be deactivated in the Mojave for obvious reasons)
His Stealth suit mk 2 (Nyx wouldn't forgive him if he left her, not did he intend to waste such good armour)
His trusty pistols, Lucky, That Gun, and the Fallen Ranger Sequoia set on his hip. The Sonic Emitter and Sawed-off shotgun were also attached to the bandoleer on his chest. On his back, he kept his Anti-Material rifle as it but simply too efficient to leave behind.
On his sides, he had two Inversal Proton Axes and in each of his boots large bowie knives. And hidden in an armoured compartment on his leg sat his Stealthboy.
He hadn't made any alterations to Nyx as anything he could currently do would either weaken it, make it significantly heavier, and prevent him from sneaking.
Though, he had created a silencer, and an extended magazine for his Anti-Material rifle... It may not completely block all sound it creates, but it'd do enough to stop people from immediately noticing his presence.
As for the Fallen Ranger Sequoia... He was pretty wary of modifying it at all... It was a unique weapon that had a special effect, and Afton just wasn't sure what would happen should he choose to alter it.
In the end, practicality won out though, he simply wouldn't be able to use it in the Mojave without immediately attracting the ire of the NCR. And while he planned to 'deal' with them in future, he couldn't risk going against them too early.
So, he'd taken off anything linked with the NCR. The engraved bear on the wooden handle, the words on the barrel... After all was said and done, he checked the weapon to see if the special effect had disappeared, and was happy to find that it hadn't.
So, he kept the weapon in a holster on his right hip, next to Lucky. To some, it might look weird for him to be carrying around so many guns, but to those who knew his reputation and capabilities, it'd give a very different impression.
It was fortunate the Stealth suit had an in-built temperature regulation system, otherwise he'd overheat in the desert sun... Regardless, he was pretty happy with how everything was set up...
Everyone in Big Mt was already aware that he'd need to leave eventually, and while most had simply given him a sideways 'farewell', Glados had elected to keep an eye on him... How you ask?
Well, she dragged him to the X-8 Facility and made him watch as she created a Cyberdog in the splicing lab, labelling the newly born creature with the name 'Dog-Meat' before drugging it and installing many other devices into it.
Apparently, she intended to to have everything the dog saw recorded and sent back to them so she and the scientists could see what the outside world was actually like. This had a number of reasons, the biggest being Glados wished to keep and eye out for anything that may be useful.
Of course, it wouldn't be directly streaming information 24/7, that would be far too energy-intensive, not to mention annoying to compile, so the dog would transmit every day's events during the night while it slept.
Afton himself was slightly unsure what to make of the dog... Dog-meat was cute and all, but. He was worried that it'd get in the way for certain jobs. He wasn't even sure if New Vegas allowed pets inside...
He'd run a few combat tests with Dog-meat, and the cyberdog was relatively powerful in its own right, heavy-hitting sonic blasts that could knock someone clean off their feet, with claws and teeth that could tear someone apart with ease. Not to mention the mechanical parts that'd easily block bullets.
Regardless, it was eventually time for him to leave. He stood outside the Think Tank Dome with Dog-meat sitting next to him, he was currently looking at his Pipboy, the Holo-tape containing teleportation data quickly scrolling past.
He'd need to teleport back to the satellite that was located in the Mojave Drive-through, as that was the only place that the Big Mt had the complete coordinates for. In future, if he wanted to set a spot for teleportation, he'd need to stay for a day or two and transmit the data back to Big Mt.
Annoying? Yes. But necessary nonetheless... Besides, he couldn't really fault the futuristic teleportation technology for having this one tiny negative.
He checks his weaponry, armour, ammunition, caps, and supplies one last time. "Ready to go Nyx?"
"Very!"
He looks to Dog-meat, "And you, pup?"
"Woof!"
He nods, "Already. Let's go then." he states, pulling out the thin device and pressing the button on the top. All the while touching the top of Dog-meats head.
*CRACK!*
With a crackle of lightning, they were gone, like dust in the wind, leaving not even a scorch mark.
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Chapter 334: Mojave road, take me home, to the place~
*CRACK!*
The Mojave's quiet morning is interrupted as a bolt of lightning erupts from the sky and hits the floor next to a large metal device buried in the ground. The impact of which raises a small cloud of dust which obscures a small area for a moment... Once the wind clears it, however, two figures could now be seen standing there.
One was waist height and standing on all fours. Their dog lulled out of their mouth as they panted in excitement at the new sights before them. The half-robotic amalgamation whines slightly and looks up to the other figure, as if awaiting orders.
The person standing next to the Cyberdog is 6.1ft, with black hair and incredibly pale skin, especially for the desert sun. Though, small black veins could be seen on the outskirts of their eyes, as if replacing the wrinkles that would be there on an older gentleman.
They were garbed in a black and white armoured suit that covered the entirety of their body of the next down. Though, the thing that drew the most attention was the veritable armoury they were currently holding. Pistols, energy weapons, knives, a rifle. A regular man would stumble under the weight of it all, but not them.
Afton clicks his neck and rolls his shoulders, the long-distance teleportation having given him the urge to make sure everything was still attached. He was back in the Mojave, in a place he barely recognised as the spot he should have died in. Over some distance away, he could see his bike, Dirt-Bird waiting patiently for him to return. "I'm back." he mutters, but his reverie doesn't last long before Nyx's voice interrupts him.
"Movement detected 200 feet away." she states, allowing he voice to be heard by Dog-meat who seems to understand.
Afton glances towards it and notices that a few Rad-Scorpions had set up shop nearby. Not wasting any time, he unconsciously draws his Sonic Emitter and fires a single clean shot at the nearest one, allowing his [Meltdown] Perk to activate and obliterate it and its kin in a large green explosion.
"Enemy neutralised... Good job!"
He holsters the weapon and glances at Dog-meat to make sure it couldn't smell any other threats. Once certain the area was clear, he looks at his Pipboy and checks the map. "Well, better get back to Camp McCarren and see what the guys have been up to.
He strides over to Dirt-Bird, wiping the dust and sand that'd collected on it before clicking his fingers and gesturing inside. Dog-meat climbs up and deposits himself in the Sidecar as if it was natural.
Once he's sitting in the drivers seat, he takes one last glance at his Pipboy to check that everything was in order.
Afton Parker
Title : [Executioner of the Wastes], [Free Sheriff], [Fiend's Fiend], [Goliath]
Level : 46
S.P.E.C.I.A.L :
Strength : 11
Perception : 9
Endurance : 8
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 6
Agility : 10
Luck : 4
Skills :
Barter : 21
Energy Weapons : 100
Explosives : 100
Guns : 100
Lockpick : 29
Medicine : 100
Melee Weapons : 100
Repair : 100
Science : 100
Sneak : 100
Speech : 100
Survival : 100
Unarmed : 100
Mutations :
[Beauveria mordicana symbioticca] : A mutated strain of a very deadly and infectious fungus. Makes possessor immune to all diseases and poisons, grants +1 End, grants regenerative abilities.
[Beauveria mordicana armamini] : Your right arm has regrown and become stronger than before! +4 DT against damage dealt towards the arm and +20% resistance against being crippled.
Perks :
[Trigger Discipline], [Heavy Handed], [Rapid Reload], [Torture Techniques], [Educated], [John Wick Style], [Toughness], [Stonewall], [Sniper], [Bug Stomper], [Lord Death v3], [Spies Guise], [Quick Draw], [Adamantium Skeleton], [Ranger Tactics], [Ranger Targeting], [Ranger Awareness], [Mechanicus], [Jury Rigging], [SuperHot Block], [Solar Powered], [Miracle Maker], [Unnerving Presence], [Living Anatomy], [Agility Implant], [Masterful Movement], [Blur], [Uncivilized Weapon], [Rad Absorbtion], [Tough Guy], [Nuclear Friendly], [Explorer], [Eureka!], [Atomic!], [Grit], [Alertness], [Abominable v3], [Fight the Power!], [Tremble before me!], [Meltdown], [Explooo-sion!], [Lady Killer], [Big Brained], [Reinforced Spine], [Implant M-5], [Implant C-13], [Impant Y-7], [Cure for the Curious]
Companion Perks :
[Old Wisdom]
[Spotter]
[Persistent Escapee]
He grins at his status and just how far he'd come since leaving the bunker. Speaking of which, he still needed to repair the air filtration system, didn't he... Just one part to go too. Idly, he wonders if he could just get Glados and the scientists to create a part. Or whether or not Vault tec would sabotage any other tech from working with their own.
Other than that, he still needed to visit Helios, Assassinate a fat Major in New Vegas, Rescue Karl's kid from the Legion, Find Veronica, Rescue Christine, and see if Doctor Usanagi would be willing to cough up some more implants. He glances down at his full pouch of caps that currently contained around twenty-thousand. Yeah, she probably would.
As to how he got so much money? Well. Despite the Think Tank having no idea what 'caps' were, Mobius configured most of the machinery to work based on it. So, with Glados now in control of everything, getting the commissary to spit out all available caps wasn't difficult...
Though, now that he thinks about it, he does have another problem... Dirt-Bird simply wasn't big enough to carry everyone anymore. With the addition of Anja and Dog-meat, there simply wasn't enough space...
"I guess it might be time to visit Novac again soon. I wonder how Daisy's getting on?" he mutters to himself.
He flips up the kickstand and starting the engine, quickly accelerating through the rough wasteland terrain until he reaches the road. Afterwards its smooth driving from there to Camp McCarren.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS
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Niggross
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Weekly Power Status
200+ Power
Ranking 
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