stumbling out of his trailer , looking around .
“ . . feels like ive been sleeping for nearly a month . what happened ? “
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hey everyone , look who stopped by to say hello ! its zach ! where ya been , zach ?
i’ve been where ive always been when you’re not checking blusky , in a frightening liminal space between states of being ! not quite dead, not quite alive !
"To survive, you have to learn and grow."
A Fictional Character.
Fallout OC.
Travels around the wasteland looking for work and adventure.
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holy shit, i haven’t touched this account in literal ages.
hi everyone !
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replying so i can remind myself to get to this! apologies, college got me fucked up lol
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⠀ IT’S NOT WHAT YOU
⠀ REALLY WANTED — !
flipping a bullet around his gloved hand . trying to decipher something far too old ..
“ hmm .. “
he snaps up when [ the reader ] , setting the cartridge down .
“ ah sh- hello . what can do for you ? “
the bullet rolled off the counter ..
if its not his job , he likes tooling with little mechanical things . clocks , toys , eyebots - its all neat .
𓄂 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒊𝒐𝒏.
ㅤㅤㅤ . * ✵ ✦
ㅤㅤ · ✦ . *
ㅤ . · ·
ㅤㅤ 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍.ᐣ
ㅤㅤㅤ . · * * · .
ㅤ ㅤ · ㅤ · ✧ ·
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“ ‘oh zach my rifle isnt firing!’ ‘zach my rifle is dirty’ ‘zach i threw my rifle on the ground and now it won’t hold zero!’ ‘zach i need you to gauge all these rifles!’ “
in a mocking tone .
“ oouuu it drove me nuts . . . “
he then extends the necklace back out , chuckling in pain .
he holds the necklace out to the general , smiling a bit .
“ .. about as long as i can remember . when i got in with the NCR they kinda let me have all the tools and i went to work . “
his brow furrows a bit , and he kind of trails off ..
“ then all those idiots started cropping up .. “
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“ i mean .. do you still honor what it meant ..? “
he responds , trying to find the words to say rather than outright ask .
his brown hues scan her face , looking for anything to tell him to drop the subject .
boosting !
❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰…
…𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤. ❞
— experienced (albeit rusty) 21+ muse; 18+ themes likely
— descriptive + semi-lit
— ships w/ chem, no nsfw
[presented by lucky]
[ #falloutrp , #rp , #roleplay , #ocrp , #postapocalypticrp , #mvrp , #falloutoc ]
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replies while i play webfishing
⠀⠀ ⠀THE MONSTER
⠀⠀ ⠀OF THE EAST.
[ @minutesniper.bsky.social ]
zach blushes a soft hue of reds , taking the cigarette from his lip .
“ . . still believe in this ? “
there’s an embarrassed grin on his face , averting his eyes a bit .
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that means a lot , and i appreciate it /gen
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- drawers , pulling a necklace-length piece of string out and stringing the gear into a lil’ necklace .
“ . . so everything’s still with you . “
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- drawer for parts .
“ . . . “
he’s back in the scope , carefully pulling a gear out and setting a new one in .
“ thats the hard part . now to work backwards .. “
with a fresh lens wipe and some screws tightened , her rifle should be fixed . zach then goes back into his -
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“ it happens . the sentimental value is very important , and thats valid . “
he says , looking back . extending a free hand to pat her shoulder .
he continues his ‘ surgery ‘ , setting tools down partway through to sift through a -
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anywho haha kith 👉👈
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copy and paste ..
“king is a college student and finals are coming and he would rather be the guy who won the lottery than a college student , i am sorry that i fell off the face of the earth blame my professors for lack of [insert muse here]”
Paladin Katrina 'KJ' Jackson
Council Member of the New Orleans chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel
Wanderer of the wastes
Will do best to match reply length
Not new to Fallout or RP
Ad Victoriam
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i’ve gotta go for a bit, but ill be back i promise !
zach chuckles , setting the screwdriver down and pointing to a nearby chair .
“ you can have a seat if you like , it’ll be a bit .. “
picking up his screwdriver and a pair of tweezers . this was getting technical .
“ so , sometimes things can go just really wrong . it’s been 200 years . “
zach thinks for a moment .. then , his brown hues light up a bit .
“ i might have something i can do . may i ? “
once he receives the rifle , he sets it on his bench and pulls out a screwdriver to begin taking apart the scope itself .
“ if this looks like surgery i promise thats how i feel .. “
