Fallout New YorkMature

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Blood all about me.  Enclave blood.  They felt my wrath.  My ten milimeter wrath.  They had killed my familly.  My Vault had been conquered.  But I would kill each of these bastards.  With my gun raised.  I screamed into the air. 
I was struck hard on the back.  Sneaky demon.  I looked back to see a Enclave soldier with a Plasma pistol.  He fired hiting my hand.  It sent my pistol to the ground.  I got up and hit the Enclave ass with a knockdown strike I had learned from a NCR trainer.  He fell over and I picked up my gun, killing the enclave with several shots to the head.  I took his gun and ran twoard the closest building.

I lived in the Vault 121.  Till it was obliterated.  By the damned enclave.  Now with no home.  The Vault dwellers are looking for a home.  I need a miricale to save us.  We need......a GECK.

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