บท 56: Character Creation
Afton shoved as many supplies as his bag would fit, the Chapter could last without a couple bottles of water and cans of food, but him? Not so much. With that he headed for the bunker's exit, excitement beginning to fill him.
*Clank!*
He stepped outside into the cold desert night, and only then realised the bunker's defence system was still on... A dust storm was raging and he had no idea how he was going to leave, or where he would be going...
[Escape with Pipboy: Success!]
The notification had him remembering that he still hadn't checked out the Pipboy. He entered the bunker and sat in the hallway, wishing to leave the duststorm alone for the time being, he'd check the device and leave as soon as possible... Who knew when someone would notice the unconscious Paladin.
He took the device out and strapped it to his wrist, looking at it peculiarly as it seemed to meld with his forearm, it felt almost natural to have it there, as if it weighed nothing at all. The screen lit up the dim hallway, the amber Pipboy mascot gave him a thumbs up before the device started booting up.
Immediately it presented him with five options to look at, Status, S.P.E.C.I.A.L, Skills, Perks, and General. One of the three red buttons that was labelled "stats" was lit up. Afton was more or less familiar with this set up.
Status would display his physical health, injuries, buffs or debuffs such as drugs or similar things, and radiation levels.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L was essentially everything he was quantified numerically, like how an RPG put a number on your strength, speed, agility, etc. The exact stats it displayed were Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Intelligence, Agility, and Luck.
Moving on, the skills, this would detail how proficient or knowledgable he was in a certain subject, lockpicking, science, guns, energy weapons, explosives, repair, etc.
Next was Perks, if it was the same as in the games, this would be where he'd be able to see what perks he'd gathered, either through levelling up or other unique events.
Last but not least was General, this would detail his reputation with other factions, as well as other general stats, this was relatively useless as knowing how many stimpacks you've ever used isn't something important.
He flipped a switch on the top of the Pipboy to move to the next tab called "items", he had no idea how it'd work outside the game, but right now it only seemed to be registering everything on his person, and giving basic information about it.
Ignoring this tab for new, he moved onto the next, "data", it held Local maps, World map, Quests, Misc, and Radio. Everything but the maps were useless to him right now, but it seems the Pipboy only knew one location... Vault 3.
He'd have to visit it eventually if he were going to grab the components for the ventilation system, so at least it wasn't somewhere useless.
For now though, he'd check his stats.
Afton Parker
S.P.E.C.I.A.L :
Strength : 8
Perception : 7
Endurance : 7
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 6
Agility : 7
Luck : 3
Skills :
Barter : 15
Energy Weapons : 40
Explosives : 20
Guns : 23
Lockpick : 10
Medicine : 40
Melee Weapons : 38
Repair : 41
Science : 41
Sneak : 20
Speech : 19
Survival : 15
Unarmed : 30
Perks :
None
As soon as he checked it another notification came up, along with some options.
[Tutorial Ended]
[Edit Name?]
[Rebuild Character?]
[Continue Onwards?]
...
Afton didn't really care much about his name and so kept it, he didn't know what effects it'd have if he tried to change it anyway, instead, he selected [Rebuild Chacter].
Immediately he was greeted with a character creation screen, it allowed him to redesign his face, body, and even his gender... He didn't want to touch any of that right now, plastic surgery had never been an interest of his. Though, if he could give himself-No!
He immediately put a stop to that line of thought, choosing what he liked and what he didn't made him feel almost artificial... He didn't want to look different either, as he retains traits from both his parents, the least he could do was keep them.
Next was his S.P.E.C.I.A.L stats, he was actually pretty happy with the distribution, though, he did want to alter his Luck value, he had no idea what effect it'd have on his life if he left it as it was. He took a point away from his Strength and added it to Luck.
Happy with that, he moved onto the next options, Skills. Now, he couldn't do much with them aside from put "tags" on them, these would add fifteen points to skills you select. It seems that he hadn't had any before he started to Character customization.
He mulled over his options, this wasn't a game, and if he died he'd be dead for good. Sure, science sounded good, but would it help him get out of this situation? Probably not.
In the end he eventually decided to place the tags on Energy Weapons, Speech, and Survival. Raising them to 55, 34, and 30 respectively.
After that he was greeted with a trait selection, these were basically perks that you start off with... There were quite a few he could pick from, though most had positives and negatives.
For example, the [Skilled] trait gave +5 points to every skill, while decreasing EXP gain by 10%, something that looked relatively good to Afton now that he caught in a dangerous position.
Though, he would probably just pick [Trigger Discipline], a trait that reduced your firerate by 20% but increased your accuracy by the same amount. This was incredibly valuable due to how difficult finding ammunition would likely be in future, not to mention people would probably go down with a single shot.
He also picked [Heavy Handed], the perk would cause your unarmed attack do to 20% more damage while doing 60% less Critical damage. Afton had no idea what effects Critical Strikes would have in reality... In Fallout 3 they'd more or less cause your enemies head to explode even if you hit them with a 9mm round. He doubted it was the same here, so he valued the raw damage as opposed to risking it on luck. It was a good choice aswell, considering his Luck was currently four.
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บท 57: Unexpected Encounters
Afton nods to himself after double-checking everything, he considered raising his Charisma or Intelligence a bit more, but decided his survival came first... Being smarter wouldn't help much right now, and he'd never be able to utilise it if he was killed as soon as he this bunker.
He selected confirm and immediately new knowledge bored itself into his head, new knowledge on creature's he'd never heard about, how to skin them, prepare their meat to eat, appeared in his mind. Not only that, but his knowledge on Energy Weapons expanded greatly, he somehow how to operate weapons the Brotherhood had never heard about before.
Seems like increasing your skills via the system improved you across the board, not just in certain aspects... He wondered what getting one to a hundred would feel like, as of right now his mind felt scrambled into a paste and regurgitated into his head.
He breathed a sigh afterwards though, the peculiar feeling faded and only leaving behind the knowledge it'd bestowed.
It wasn't all positive though, he could feel some strength in his body leave him, probably due to transferring a stat-point into luck. It was a worthwhile trade in his opinion, he only hoped luck wouldn't just be for gambling...
With that, he got up and brushed himself off, hefting the Gauss Rifle and opening the door which immediately allowed dust to wash through the hallway like a tsunami. Covering his face with his forearm, he left.
He wished that he'd brought some goggles or something similar, as it was difficult to see as it is, let alone constantly having sand blown in your eyes.
Afton walked in a single direction, hoping he'd not be attacked by some unseen creature, at least until he left the dust storm. Unfortuantely, it seems like lady-luck was not on his side. He took another step but felt that the sand was firmer than usual, his eyes widen at he glances down.
He barely had enough time to move his leg back, causing the small rad-scorpions stinger to barely miss him. Afton had no idea how potent its poison would be, he knew he'd survive it, but not the specific effects...
He quickly shuffled backwards while aiming the Gauss Rifle at it, pulling the trigger without hesitation and causing the insect to explode into a fountain of green blood. Afton wiped some of the green fluid from his face with a grimace.
[3 EXP Gained]
Afton looks at his Pipboy, seems like he hadn't turned off the EXP notification with the others. The only notifications he wanted to see were skill checks like Science, Repair, etc, as knowing if he failed or succeeded in more complicated subjects would be invaluable.
Once he finished fiddling with his Pipboy he continued, fortunately, the dust storm eventually faded, leaving him on some sort of highway he'd never seen before. Afton considered himself lucky he hadn't wandered into Helios One, as he didn't know if the NCR would recognise him... Though, his current clothing would be a dead give away.
Over in the distance, he could see a brightly lit spire illuminating the sky, that was New Vegas alright, and it looked like a straight road from here onwards... He didn't know if that was the right place to go, but it seemed to be the centre of the Mojave, so he'd likely find some leads on what he needs.
He glances behind him and spots a group of men dressed in what seem to be prison uniforms, they were almost definitely bad news so he started briskly walking towards New Vegas... Though, when he heard the ground beginning to shudder from something, he knew he was in trouble.
Noticing movement in the corner of his eye he turned and saw a 10ft scaled humanoid with gigantic claws sprinting at him, its mouth opened and released a roar, Afton was sure if his past self was here they would have pissed and shit themselves.
He throws himself to the side as the beast's claws swing through the area he'd previously been, again like he had done with the Rad-scorpion he raises his Gauss Rifle and releases a shot into its chest.
Its scales are torn apart by the powerful shot and a deep wound forms as blood splatters from it, but the Deathclaw doesn't seem fazed in the slightest. Afton quickly shuffles backwards while trying to reload the Gauss Rifle, but pushes it forwards in an attempt to deflect the claw headed for his neck.
For a single moment he thought that the gun might've held it back, but when two halves of it started sliding apart, he knew he was in big trouble... Not because of the Deathclaw, but because the Microfusion cell had been damaged...
Rolling backwards he throws the gun at the Deathclaw and starts running towards the group of men he'd initially tried to avoid. He'd rather be shot than eaten alive by this giant lizard!
*BOOM!*
Behind him he could hear the unstable Microfusion cell detonate, taking a glance he could see that it'd caused the Deathclaw to stumble as metal shrapnel buried itself in its scales and face. Trickles of blood left the small wounds, but it was still far from dead.
He was happy to see that they hadn't immediately pointed guns at him, but the emotion was short lived as he saw them light up what looked like sticks of dynamite... Fortunately, they didn't see to be aiming for him, the red sticks being thrown over his shoulder at the Deathclaw that was following him.
*BOOM!**BOOM!*
Multiple explosions go off and the shockwave causes his flies past him, causing his hair to defy gravity for a moment. The Deathclaw roars at them, but its scored legs and large amounts of blood covering it made it clear that it was injured.
It growled and started sprinting back towards the direction of New Vegas, allowing Afton to catch his breath.
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