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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.
WHACK!
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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MattVault dweller
Karma:Very Good
Enclave:VILIFIED
NCR:neutral
BOS:Neutral
Jamie Matson,
Karma: Good,
All factions Neutral but vilified by the Enclave."
Andrew
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Enclave:Liked
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