Sole Survivor

Had the idea a while ago, think we should still do it but I not good at edit :(

The world of Fallout 4 offers a handful of factions for the main character to join. They each have their own agendas, some of which are more questionable than others, but this being said, none of them are inherently evil. Don't worry, though, because no matter which side you pick, you're still going to be responsible for the most disastrous and heinous crime in the Commonwealth since the Great War. Every faction in the game is trying to defeat the Institute, a collective of secretive scientists that act as the boogeymen of the wasteland. In the final mission, each faction tries to destory the institute's secret underground base, and each one does it in the same exact way. Now, what would be the most efficient way to destroy an underground bunker? Flooding it with water? Rigging it with explosives? Well, of course not! The Sole Survivor and gang would rather overload its nuclear reactor and set off a Chernobyl-sized disaster that's bound to turn the already irradiated Commonwealth into an even bigger wasteland. At this point, joining the institute feels more moral, and even then, your character is still too much of a prick to free all synths, even after getting appointed as Director.

Just wondering lol

Specifically the courier and sole survivor oness

When traveling along The Commonwealth, the Guardsmen following Lt. MacArthur traversed a crumbling bridge to an island, where they an old U.S army outpost known as Fort Spectacle. They eventually settled inside after cleaning and refurbishing it. The fort had a satellite dish and an old vertibird, which upon inspection by one of the Guardsmen’s only official pilots (a ghoul who survived the Great War after crashing his Vertibird just south of Vault 111 when evacuating troops), was in good condition. There was a small armory with a T-60d present and barracks that housed a storage room that was occupied by a few ferals. When searched a bit, 4 T-51s and 9 T-45s were found there, along with frag grenades and mines, plus a few assault rifles and 8 combat weapons. They finally were able to sleep.

[9 DAYS LATER…]

Gen. Drake, along with Nick Valentine, draw their weapons as they sight what looks like a feral ghoul in dirty army fatigues. The ghoul, who was in fact a scout, sights them, and instead of growling and then charging, he holds his hands up and shouts, in a rather raspy voice, “WAIT! I’m not feral!” Drake, along with Valentine, lower their weapons. The ghoul sighs in relief. “Sorry for the scare… my bad. You two look like you could need some supplies. We got some back at the camp.”

”Back at what camp?” Valentine asks. “…I shouldn’t have used the word camp. It’s not even a camp. It’s a fort. Fort Spectacle.” The ghoul gestures for the Drake and Valentine to follow him.

-A FEW MINUTES LATER-

They arrive at the fort, and are taken aback by the fact that the fort is still operational. The men manning the defenses were… gunners? “are you Gunners?” Drake asks suspiciously. The ghoul deflates a bit. “No way in hell.” “So, are you… wait, no… are you the US military?!” Kind of… we”re basically a combo of regiments from the war, such as the 193rd Armored Division. We call ourselves The Guardsmen.” “uh… ok. May I see your general?” Drake asks. The ghoul darkens. “We don’t have a general, just a Lieutenant. He’s a bitch, though, with utterly no respect for his fellow soldiers. Follow me.” D & V follow the ghoul to the general’s quarters, in an abandoned house nearby. The ghoul, knocking on the door, cringed a bit. The door opened, revealing Lt. MacArthur smoking a cigar. “Whaddya want, ya bastard? It’s 6:00 in the morning.” The ghoul, whose expression sours, retorts back with “sir, your clock is off. It’s 10:40 AM.” MacArthur stares at the ghoul, then turns to Drake and Valentine. “So, who’re you two fellas?” Drake looks back dubiously at Valentine. “General Nate Drake of the Minutemen.” MacArthur looks a little surprised. “So, you’re that vault dweller, huh Well, uh, welcome to Fort Spectacle. Don’t mind this asshole here.” MacArthur steps out of the doorframe and takes Drake by the back. “I’ll show ya around. Bartley, get back to scouting.” Bartley, the ghoul, salutes to MacArthur, but with only one finger, and marches off. Drake snickers as he realizes Bartley was giving MacArthur the bird. “What’s so funny?” MacArthur asks suspiciously. “Oh, nothing.” They continue on their tour…

I hate how no one actually comments on these posts, even when I say that comments are appreciated… at least provide thoughts on how to improve it.

Most introductions we have gotten in Fallout are when the main character is a resident of one of the pre-war vaults in the area. Like the Vault Dweller, Lone Wanderer, and Sole Survivor (who also was a US Army veteran), have all been vault dwellers and I think we need a new idea. Sure, the character in New Vegas is a Courier, and the character in Fallout 2 is the grandchild of the Vault Dweller I'm pretty sure, but what would be a good idea for the introduction for Fallout 5?

I personally think something outlandish would be pretty cool. Like maybe in the beginning, you're one of the people who caused the bombs to be dropped on 2077 and still somehow survived 200 years later, or Fallout 5 takes place only a couple years after the Great War and it's during the nuclear winter. I think Fallout 5 should take place during the nuclear winter as we haven't had one of those yet. What do y'all think?

Dragonborn Armor and Weaponry: Lightning Storm, Legendary Daedric Armor, Legendary Daedric Sword, Archmage Robes, Morokei, Legendary Dragon Bow and 30 extremely healing potions and damage boosting potions, Clear Skies shout and Soul Tear (Soul Tear is not to be used on Sole Survivor)

Sole Survivor Armor and Weaponry: Wazer Wifle, Armored Maxson’s Battlecoat, Double Barrel Shotgun, Revolver, Fat Man + Mini Nukes, Broadsider, Ashmaker, X-01 Mk VI Power Armor with Jetpack and Targeting System.

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Part 2.

Soon, The Sole Survivor awoke, jaw broken, body bruised and in pain. The Sole Survivor quickly pulled out a Stimpak and injects himself with it, healing him and fixing his jaw in seconds.

“Damn. What the hell was that guy?”

The Sole Survivor looked around and noticed that he was near Cambridge. How far had that guy launched him? T.S.S. (The Sole Survivor) heard something approaching and quickly got up, pulling out a revolver. He looked around again and saw a feral ghoul.

“Oh, it’s just one of you.”

T.S.S. just shot the ghoul, which died instantly. T.S.S. then put the gun away and started to run over to Diamond City, needing to get to his Power Armor if he was meant to fight this foe. While he was running, however, he heard something in the distance.

“WULD NAH KEST!”

Shit, it sounded like that guy who had slaughtered Sanctuary and launched him. T.S.S. had to hurry to Diamond City and get his power armor before he was caught. He quickly threw a frag grenade in the opposite direction as he was running to divert the Dragonborn’s attention away so that he could get to Diamond City in time.

Soon, T.S.S. was nearing the entrance of Diamond City when he heard the guards firing on something. Shit! Had he been found?! Didn’t matter, all that mattered now was that he ran as fast as possible and got to his Power Armor.

As soon as The Sole Survivor entered Diamond City he heard guards outside yelling and shooting at something. T.S.S. started sprinting directly to the suit of X-01 Power Armor he kept outside his house and hopped in, grabbing the shotgun that he kept at the Power Armor Station to fight back against this threat to the wasteland. As soon as the Sole Survivor ran towards the ramp to the entrance to Diamond City, he instantly got knocked back by some type of Unrelenting Force that came with the same shout from earlier.

“Hm? What is that?”

The Dragonborn looked at the metal suit that he had flung into some type of stand manned by a machine of some sort and stepped back just slightly when it got back up.

“Ooh, it has some fight in it.”

The Dragonborn rushed at it, no sword in hand, just his hands with his gauntlets still on. The Dragonborn immediately went to work, dodging three shots from the shotgun and landing some punches on the Power Armor to test how durable it was, before he took a shotgun blast to the chest and skidded back in the wooden ground coverings of the Diamond City Stadium.

“Why do you wish to kill me!”

“Well, at first I wanted to kill you to show my power, but after I flung you, I thought I had successfully done it. I was just heading this direction to find someone stronger to kill.”

The Sole Survivor quickly switched out his weapon to the Broadsider and fired a cannonball at The Dragonborn. Unfortunately for The Sole Survivor, The Dragonborn had caught it using a single hand and ripped it apart using both hands. He then used the Cannonball fragments as melee weapons, being naturally blunt would help break the Power Armor much faster than the sharp sword that the Dragonborn had on his person.

After hitting T.S.S. with the Cannonball fragments enough times, The Dragonborn got shot with the shotgun again and The Sole Survivor equipped a Fat Man and fired a Mini-Nuke in the middle of Diamond City to hit and damage The Dragonborn. However, due to the fight going down in the middle of the city, most of the guards and citizens, if not all of them, had ran out of the city or had ran to a safer part of the city that’s farther away from the fight.

The Dragonborn slowly got up from his knees after being hit with the Mini-Nuke, the armor still not being damaged itself.

“Heh. I actually felt that.”

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End of Part 2. I updated the character weaponry and armor a bit so that the characters could both have more abilities and weapons.

Dragonborn Armor and Weaponry: Lightning Storm, Legendary Daedric Armor, Legendary Daedric Sword, Archmage Robes, Morokei, Legendary Dragon Bow and 30 extremely healing potions and damage boosting potions

Sole Survivor Armor and Weaponry: Wazer Wifle, Armored Maxson’s Battlecoat, Fat Man + Mini Nukes, Ashmaker, X-01 Mk VI Power Armor with Jetpack and Targeting System at Diamond City.

Reason for this: Because they’re both owned by Bethesda and are both games I've played.

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Time: 12:00 PM

Date: 6/15/2289

It was an average day in The Commonwealth, The Sole Survivor was tuned into Diamond City Radio, listening to “I’m the wanderer” on the Pip-Boy while walking around Sanctuary. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise up in the sky, as some type of humanoid figure fell from the air and landed on the ground, completely unphased.

“Hey! You okay over there?” The Sole Survivor asked.

The figure was in some sort of black armor that the Sole Survivor didn’t recognize. The helmet seemed to be modeled after the skull of a dragon from pop culture that was relevant before the bombs fell.

” Who is your strongest warrior in this location?”

Confused by the stranger’s question, The Sole Survivor simply asked in response:

“You mean the Commonwealth? Well, that’d probably be me if I’m to be completely honest.”

“Then we must fight.”

“Woah buddy, I don’t even know who you are nor how you got here or why you want to fight me.”

“I don’t need to tell any of the bandit’s I usually kill any of that. But since you seem to be more powerful than those riff-raff, perhaps I shall tell you the first and last answers.”

By this time, most of the residents of Sanctuary Hills had their weapons trained on the new arrival, who seemed to also have a black and red sword on their waist.

“You may call me The Dragonborn, and I am here to become more powerful. Defeating the strongest of other universes and realities should suffice to show how powerful I am.”

“Hold on a second, did you just say you’re from another universe or reality? That’s incredibly unlikely.”

“You doubt me despite seeing my armor and witnessing me falling from the sky?”

“Well-“

“No matter. No more delaying this fight.”

The Dragonborn drew his blade, ready to execute this man where he stood, however, as soon as he did, the residents of Sanctuary started to fire at him, using their Pipe Pistols, with the laser turrets and missile turrets in the area also firing at him.

When the smoke from the missiles cleared, there was The Dragonborn, still holding his blade, seemingly taking no damage from the attacks. It was then when the Dragonborn pulled out a bottle filled with some red liquid inside and downed it.

The Dragonborn started to slaughter the Residents of Sanctuary and destroy the turrets with his blade and some type of fireball in his hand. He cut down the likes of Mama Murphy, Preston Garvey, Sturges, and Codswort. Blood and Oil stained the ground and the walls of Sanctuary.

Once the Dragonborn was done with slaughtering the residents, He turned around and saw his foe holding a large object, which started spinning. The bullets from Ashmaker started to bounce off the Daedric Armor, barely doing anything to the powerhouse.

Once the magazine ran out, The Dragonborn was still standing there without a single dent in his armor. Quickly, before the Sole Survivor could reload, The Dragonborn grabbed him by the shoulder and spun around, hoisting him off the ground and tossed him into the air, hitting him with ‘Unrelenting Force’ while he was in midair, launching him even further across the Commonwealth.

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End of Part 1. This story is meant to be for fans of the Elder Scrolls series and the Fallout Series.

Instead of doing a story thing where the Sole Survivor tries to fix the Institute's evil workings, I've decided to make one where the Sole Survivor decides to rule the commonwealth with an iron fist instead of just letting the people on the surface do (mostly) what they want.

People will die, There will be betrayals, people will go missing, and the Sole Survivor will not care.

I just thought since the Sole Survivor becomes the director of the Institute with the Institute Ending, perhaps I could make a little story where they try to halt the evil operations of the Institute and make their reputation better.

To me, a tie between The Vault Dweller, The Lone Wanderer and Sole Survivor.