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"I already told you and I'm telling you again, this is a bad idea. Going after Liemanto's new associate. For what possible reason? Because you think she's... shady? Please Calista, don't do this." It had been several weeks since my last job at the Boyston Club. In the meantime, Liemanto's cartel expanded with new partners. One of them had connections with evil people. I wanted to get to the bottom of it, so I decided to break into her residence tonight, looking for evidence. Wiecek did his best to talk to me out of it. He didn't know my stubborn side. "I can feel it. This woman is hiding something. Tonight is my opportunity. Don't worry Wiecek, the burglary will be quick and clean, I'll find some evidence and then bail." "Calista I'm begging you, stop it. What happens if you get caught or arrested? You think Liemanto will let this go? We'll both have a target on our backs." "Enough with the theories. Do you really want to work with a guy who's keeping crucial info on his partners from you? I don't." "And robbing a partner on a 'gut feeling' isn't that a little... far-fetched?" Our little argument ended. I grabbed my mask, gloves and shoes and headed for the entry door. "Look Wiecek, I told you my story, you know what I went through. That's what I'm afraid of, being associated with slavers. I just need to know." "I understand Calista, I don't want to lose you. And I will support you, no matter what. Please come back safely." "Meet me in Goodneighbor in a week. I have an apartment there, on the corner right next to the Memory Den." "Okay, honey. I'll see you there. I love you." "I love you too Wiecek." We kissed before I faded into the night. I put on my balaclava and went to the residence. It was located just below the Boxes district. Nobody around, I climbed the fence to unlock the door. I had one hour left before the end of the partners' meeting at the Red Seat. I discreetly entered, the house had some lights left on. All I had to do was find some tangible evidence. This would allow me to expose the cartel's illegal activities. Otherwise, I would just have to turn a blind eye to their newest expansion. The ground floor consisted of a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom and a guest room. No proper place to handle business. I went upstairs, hoping to have better luck on the rooms I would search. I was in the right room! An office with a huge bookcase. One of the drawers was locked, so I took the liberty to break it open. Inside there was an account book of all the transactions signed with the letters Q and I. Weapons, drugs and the part I was dreading, slaves. That's why she had partnered with Liemanto. She would bring in slaves from the south, sell them at a discounted price and the cartel would either take a cut from the sales or directly on the slaves. I was disgusted. I ripped out the page that mentioned the trades with Liemanto. It was time to flee and show this to Wiecek. Well, fuck me... The upstairs living room light were on and the slaver was standing in her underwear next to the stairs. "What a boring night. Good thing the meeting was cut short. I'm going to get a drink, do some stretching and hit the sheets." I disagreed with her plans. She deserved a little slap on the wrist. I jumped on her, my fist hitting her face. She didn't see me coming, I was in her blind spot. My surprise attack sent her straight to the carpet. I expected more resistance from a veteran slaver. One punch and she was already down? The vilains have lost their edge... I put my foot on her neck, she was still breathing. I had no interest in killing her, but I wasn't against tying her up and humiliating her for a bit. I looked around to see where I could find some bindings to restrain her. The slaver seized that moment when my guard was down to kick me in the belly. Damn, the bitch! She wanted a fight, she was going to get it! Perhaps I had underestimated her. The slaver quickly recovered on her feet. I tried to kick her in the head, she blocked my attack with her arm. She had a clear advantage over me, her body size was well above mine. I had to push on and find an opening. Damn, she knew how to fight. Even my attempt to punch her failed, she blocked it so easily. Maybe I should play dirty, stomp on her toes or something. That might work. My opponent pivoted her body and extended her left arm to my chest. The blow was so fast and powerful that it sent me to the ground. Once on the ground, she stood over me, blocked my left hand and chocked my neck. I tried to stop her with my right hand, but I was powerless, she was much stronger and had positioned herself perfectly. "Come on dear, stop struggling, let go." Those were the last words before I fainted. A few minutes later. I felt my bare hands and feed bound. My face was no longer masked. I regained my senses but I was in a perilous situation. "Wake up, burglar. I'm not done playing with you. Did you really think you could take on Queen Isabel ? Now you'll feel my knife as punishment." "What the fuck? Take that knife away, bitch!" "I don't think you're in any position to complain." "Cut me loose, I dare you!" "Tempting. Need a reminder that you just lost to me? And with all the hassle I went through tying you up... I had to remove your hood, then you gloves and finally your shoes. But I'm curious to know what's underneath that bodysuit. Hold still..." The slaver enjoyed tearing my outfit with her blade. The ropes were so heavy and thick that I couldn't move at all. It was so humiliating... "You're such a fucking perv!" "Said the woman who came to rob me. You have a beautiful body and that little tatoo on your tummy... Yum yum. It looks like you're not wearing anything else underneath, do you mind?" She finished tearing off what was left of my catsuit, leaving my breasts and vagina completely exposed. "There you go! Oh wow... I'm jealous of your tits. Really, they're perfect. It would be a waste to harm them..." "Are you done? You can't humiliate me any more than that... What's next?" "Good question dear girl. But you're starting to piss me off so I'm gonna shush your mouth. Meanwhile, I'll think about what to do with you." She gagged me with duct tape and faced the bed. "You're even more sexy this way! Thanks for spicing up my crappy night but I still want to play. And I know exactly what I'm going to do to you." Her gaze was on my bare feet. It didn't look good to me... She pulled my legs and tickled my feet. I held on for a few moments before I gave in. I couldn't resist her sharp fingernails. "Those giggles are music to my ears ! You have great feet, of course I take care of them. And those ticklish soles are flawless! You're lucky, I might just keep you here..." Queen Isabel lay down on the bed, right next to my helpless body. "Just when I thought I'd found a perfect spot to tickle. It looks like your boob is more sensitive than your feet. I like it!" If it could keep her off my soles, it was a tiny win. Time passed and I stopped giggling. The truth was that I feared what this abusive woman would do to me. She stood over me, slightly tickling my breasts while admiring them. "You are way too valuable to be killed right now. Such a pretty body... I'll have to get back in touch with an old raider friend." Queen Isabel searched in one of her drawers. She pulled out a syringe and injected it into my chest. My eyes closed as the drug kicked in. "Sleep well, missy. I'll get you ready for your new life." A day later. Naked and hogtied, I was transported inside a crate to an unknown destination. My body struggled to wake up from the drug still active in my system. I heard two voices discussing nearby. "Queen, what should I do with her?" "Collar her and throw her in with the others. Make sure she's tightly bound. I'll dose her again, she'll be knocked out for one more day." "Okay. Thanks again for the gift." "Don't mention it. I've seen her kind before. Lost... Lonely... Nothing to live but the constant misery of meaningless survival. No one will miss her." END OF ACT 4
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It has been a month since my capture by the Gunners. I went north, far from the troubles. I arrived in this ghost town called Salem. No one lived there anymore but there were plenty of supplies and resources! I was enjoying life, sunbathing, walking, simple things that I had missed. The days were simple and similar. I had nothing to worry about. Only one caravan of merchants came to town and you know what? They were the same ones I had met before my attack on Lexington. They remembered me and I even got a new tattoo on my left thigh! I lived in the church. It was a perfect place to call home. I was upstairs, a safe spot for seeing troubles coming. The city had turrets that were disabled and I didn't have the access codes to bring them back online. No big deal because today was my 238th birthday! If you take out the 210 years spent in cryo, that makes me 28 years old. Well preserved for an old woman don't you think? Even though I was alone and could walk around naked as I wanted, I preferred to wear some classic clothes. And for this special day in this well-deserved retreat, I was going to wear the same outfit from my last day in 2077, before the bombs were dropped. For this special day, I wanted a soup and a cake. I picked up different ingredients at one of the stalls next to the church, their local market probably. I felt light in this spring outfit, like those days when I was a lawyer... I had prepared everything and was about to enjoy my delicious soup when I saw a figure in front of the diner. "Hello there, can I help you?" Too much kindness. The figure pulled out a weapon and a syringe was stuck in my left thigh. I tried to hide behind the counter and passed out. A few hours later, in an unknown place... "Oh my God what is that?" That was my reaction when I woke up. Naked in a straitjacket in a bedroom. My arms were tightly bound. The person who had done this had to be the same person who put me to sleep. Why me? Where I was? One more adventure to get rid of this predicament... I got out of bed. On the opposite dresser was a handwritten note. "Greetings neighbor! I apologize for incapacitating you and replacing your clothes with this straitjacket. I'm a little bored in this part of the world and I have been monitoring you since you came. Here's my game : meet me in my bunker if you can make it so I can release you. It is located in one of the destroyed houses north of the city. You are currently in the Salem Convalescent Home. Have a good trip! By the way, there are robots patrolling inside, if they catch you... That won't happen right?" The bastard. Treating me like I was his toy... I had no choice but to reach him. The thirst for adventure returned. To escape from a place I didn't know with a straitjacket. If someone had told me that, I would have ended up in the asylum. It would have justified what I was wearing. I passed through a hole in the wall that connected the rooms together. It was very difficult to open door without being able to use my hands. I arrived in a common room that served as a lounge. I heard a robot patrolling and took cover. Of course, he positioned itself right in front of the stairs. I was going to have to find another way. I retraced my steps and found a way down. I was on the balcony of the common room and jumped on a table below. It was weird, I felt like one of the skeletons was watching me. Nope, it was my mind playing tricks on me. I hid behind the reception desk. I was a few meters from the exit. Unfortunately, another robot was guarding the front door. I had to do something to get out. Maybe I could use my feet... Subtlety was over. I ran to the robot, silently through my bare feet. He detected me and started to turn around: "Can I hel..." "Take this trash can!" I gave him a huge kick, with all the strenght of a madwoman can have. I just wanted to escape the place. With the robot on the ground, I used my shoulders to break down the door. I closed it with my feet and ran away. I checked behind me to make sure I wasn't being chased. The weather had changed, it looked like a sandstorm was coming... I paused near a destroyed car. I was out of breath, it had been a long time since I had so much adrenaline. The warm sand under my feet felt nice, but I had to get to the bunker before the storm and radiation got to me. I made my way to the bunker. It was in one of the barricated houses that I had never visited before. I used my right foot to open the hatch. Never skip the leg work. I jumped inside. An elderly man was waiting for me, he was the one responsible for my predicament. "Well done, you've arrived. Please sit down. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." I sat down on the couch. He joined me. "My name is Barney. Well done, you've passed my little game! I'll let you off on one condition. You must give me your word that you will join the Salem Militia." "What if I don't want to and I don't care?" "You will force my hand..." He lifted one of my legs and did exactly what he said. Barney tickled my foot and I began to giggle. I could have kicked him but his touch was so nice, it was like a massage after my journey to reach him. "Come on I'll take you to my bed and I'll keep going until you decide to join my militia!" I continued to giggle, the old man knew how to use his hands. He took me while tickling my ribs and ass. I didn't know how long I could hold on, but maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to join forces with him. Once settled on the bed, he tickled both my feet. He put much more force and touched my weak points : the inside of my soles. I burst out laughing and when I couldn't resist anymore, I surrendered. "Ahahahah okay okay I'll join the Salem Militia but please, no more tickling! My bladder can't take it anymore!" "Good girl. I knew I could count on you!" As promised, Barney released me from the straitjacket and went on patrol. I couldn't take it anymore and went to pee. I felt so relieved. I showered to clean the sweat from the tickles and latex of the straitjacket. To be honest, I enjoyed his game and being helpless. Playing hide and seek with robots, escaping from an unknown place... It got me turned on and everything turned out fine!
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A few days later, in Bunker Hill. My wanderlust led me to Bunker Hill, a great place to buy and sell about anything found in the Commonwealth. Weapons, clothes, drugs, junk.. Everything could be there. It was also a hotspot for raiders and I hoped to find a job taking out another gang. It was morning and I was hungry, I took the time to order a meal. I found myself in shock when I saw a notice that one the residents had been kidnapped by a small gang nearby. "I could help you with that, if you pay me." "A mercenary huh? Go see Deb inside, she'll brief you." "One of our residents was kidnapped last night. They're junkies who have a little hideout northeast of here, just before the bridge. The reward is 150 caps, shouldn't be too hard for a tough girl like you." My eyes were glued to something behind her. "I want an advance on my payment. I want this weapon." "You have a very straightforward approach. I like that. Deal." This is my new toy, the baseball bat with barbed wire. I didn't have much ammunition left and it was way too expensive to buy. I was right next to the stash, I was going to be able to test my new purchase. The guard at the entrance did not see me coming and I had overpowered her easily enough. She had the key to the safe house on her, it was that red door. Not a very discreet place to lay low. It was a dark place. A candle placed on the stairway ledge allowed me to see where to go. The kidnappers had to be upstairs with the person I was rescuing. I had neutralized one of the kidnappers on the second floor. When I reached the third floor, I saw the kidnapped resident naked and tied up in the corner of the room. She looked traumatized, her eyes lost in the lit barrel in the middle of the room. As for the sleeping raider, I was her morning wake-up call. I blew her head off with one blow. She deserved it. I had no pity for those raiders who preyed on poor people, my self from a few months ago. "It's okay, I'm here to rescue you. Let me untie you first." "Oh thank you! I had lost hope, I was going to be taken to a pre-war building called BADTFL." "Thanks for the info. You can go back to Bunker Hill, the road is safe. Here, take my clothes, I have an idea how to impersonate them." The guard at the entrance was the least damaged and was about my height. If I pretended to be one of them, I could get in without a problem and neutralize them one by one in a stealthy way. Raiders were not know for their intelligence or quick thinking. This plan would work. I put on the harness and headed for the building. It was along the docks, I just had to follow the river to find the place. With my tattoos and short hair, I had the look of a raider. I was going to a perfect addition to their gang. Before I tore it up from the inside. I reached the BADTFL building. A few guards were patrolling around, only one was guarding the front door. I walked right past him: "I have a drug delivery, the others are coming with the girl." "Cool, you can drop this off in the evidence room." Like I said, they weren't very smart. The evidence room was guarded by a raider who was taking inventory of what was there. Guess who had just hit a home run with her head? Calista the batter. The advantage of a baseball bat is discretion. The problem was dealing with heavier people, they needed several hits before they collapsed. This male raider took 3 hits before I could knock him into the air. I love dogs. But not the ones that obeyed their master. I was really sorry for this poor animal but I didn't want to take any risk. The leader of the gang was forcing the door of the cells with a blowtorch. She didn't hear me sprinting to knock her down. She was strong. It took several hits before she was knocked down. She even nearly blew my head off. As I searched her for information, I saw the handcuffs laying on the desk. A security measure while I searched for the stuff that was stashed here. I undressed her and started looking for infos on the terminal. She was still unconscious but it wouldn't last. When I finished my research, I knew where to get their equipment. I moved the raider leader and locked the handcuffs behind the bars. It was impossible for her to come after me, I allowed myself to taunt her when she emerged. "Sorry my dear, but you'll have to stay here for a while. Thanks for the inventory, I'll help myself now. Have a nice day. Nice body by the way!" "Bitch! You'll pay for this I swear! You won't be so smart when the roles will be reversed!" The last guard showed no opposition to me bashing his skull in. The bat lost his beauty. I decided to leave it, I didn't need it anymore. I needed to make room to get all the equipment from the closed cell. The day was over. I had become the proud owner of drugs, ammunation and caps stored in a backpack. The best part was this weapon called the Fatman. It weighed quite a bit for a little girl like me. With this, it was impossible for anyone to mess with me. Or I could sell it for even more caps... A tough choice, right?
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Getting back to Boston by motorcycle proved to be a lot faster than the outward journey, where I went barefoot with a yoke around my neck. Goodneighbor, my sweet neighborhood... On my arrival, I called out one of the security guards: "Hey you, go see Fahrenheit and tell her that an old friend of hers, Calista, is expecting to meet her in her apartment. I'll give you 50 caps for the service, now go!" "Right away, ma'am!" Coming home will always bring the same satisfaction: peace of mind. A place where you feel safe and secure, where you've enjoyed some fabulous moments. Evenings spent chatting with Kimy, my love affair with Fahrenheit and Katy's delight when she first saw my Grognak the Barbarian comics... I was happy to be back, and after those few days on the road, I deserved a good shower and to get my hair color back just in time for Fahrenheit to show up. Washing yourself and then finding your old self in the mirror was especially satisfying. I still had a few clothes lying around in the dressing room, a tank top and mustard-colored leggings. It was strange not to have the tattoos on my body anymore; I still had a slight pain caused by Music's laser to remove them. Fahrenheit was sitting at the counter and hailed me: "A nice face to see! How are you, Calista? Long time no see. I see you haven't lost those habits of yours, strolling around barefoot all the time... Aren't you bothered that people can stare at your feet?" "Hi Fahrenheit! I'm fine, and for your information, I just got out of the shower. That explains why I'm barefoot. Besides, if you're asking me, you probably don't mind peeking either." "Ahah, smart as ever, I like that. Listen, I've got a surprise for you. While you were away, I tidied up a few things in your apartment. Go and check the back room." As I made my way to the back room, someone grabbed me from behind. Gentle hands that gave me more pleasure than fear. Next was a voice I hadn't heard in months: "Surprise! How's my Cali honey? I've missed you!" "Oh my... Kimy! Is it really you?" I couldn't believe it. I didn't know if she had actually returned from her researches in the Capital's wastelands. But I knew one thing for sure: I loved having her back... We started making small talk while holding each other. It could have gone on for hours, but Fahrenheit had a rather tight schedule: "Girls, it's nice to see you catching up again, but let's get down to business. Why do you want to see me, Calista?" "Right, sorry. I've been through a lot in the last few months, so I'll make this quick. I got enslaved, again. I was held in Libertalia for a long month before being acquired by a slaver known as Queen Isabel." "Did that bitch trick you? She's been a problem all over Goodneighbor for the past few months, trying to buy Hancock's favors while trading with the Triggermen." "I'm not surprised, she pulled a similar stunt on some people I used to work with in Diamond City... Anyway, I want revenge and that's why I need you ladies. I aim to destroy this awful place of Libertalia and take care of Isabel myself." "I like your spirit, always resolute. Let's go to the back room, I might have an idea." Kimy and I followed Fahrenheit down the corridor. She lit herself a cigarette while we admired how she had turned the room around. "Wow, you've really turned this old room into an armory? I don't know whether to be proud or scared of you." "Speak for yourself, barefoot girl. You were away and left me here, so I thought I'd make good use of the place. I stocked up on weapons, armor and ammunition. But what we're most interested in here are the explosives we got from the Gunners." "I don't have a plan for you, but I'll tell you something: no matter how many raiders you kill, they'll always come back to their nest. If you destroy it, they'll have no reason to stick around. Here's a remote-controlled Mini Nuke. Put it down properly and Libertalia blows." "Thanks Fahrenheit, I know how I'll do it. I'll take more explosives and blow up other parts of Libertalia. I even think the boss had direct contact with Queen Isabel. Two birds with one stone. Kimy, please come with me. I could use some help." "Of course, Cali baby, anything to keep you safe." A few days later, we set off for Libertalia. I was planning to sneak in during the night. Kimy would be my guardian angel, keeping an eye on me: "Alright Calista, you're all geared up. Stick to the plan, just set the explosives and contact Isabel. I'll look after you and your stuff." "How kind of you, my friend! I won't be long, everything will go fine. Thanks again for the outfit! Did you purposely omit the footwear?" "Maybe I did! I remember you were always so keen to work barefoot." "Yeah, well... Touché." Kimy stayed on the beach, cheering me on. I swam with my diving mask on towards Libertalia. The plan was quite simple: I had three explosive charges and a mini Nuke. I had to place the bombs in key places where they would set off a domino effect. As for the Mini Nuke, I kept it for the boss. I needed to do all this operation undetected. In the middle of the night while the raiders were sleeping, that shouldn't be an issue. My first target was the large cargo ship that served as the raiders' kitchen and barracks. There were no patrols around the ship, so I scaled the hull to climb aboard, right in front of the galley entrance. I felt like a ninja on a redemption mission. Tonight would be an end to all those scumbags. I put the first explosive in the oven. This stove ran on gas, as did the boat's lights. The spark needed to set off the fireworks lay in my wetsuit: the remote control was linked to all the explosives that I carried along with me. Only two more left to plant. I kept a discreet approach and planted a second explosive in one of the raiders' workshops, among the stranded boats. It was brimming with flammables that would light up the night. Just one more explosive to go. I intended to place it at the bottom of the wrecked freighter where I was the raiders' ticklish slave. I placed the last explosive near an old generator at the lowest section of the freighter. I couldn't proceed through the interior without running into raiders, so I'd better go another way. I remembered that the huge freighter was supported by large cables that kept the upside-down vessel standing. It offered a safer way to reach the top, and I intended to use it to my advantage. En route to the platform, I passed in front of the cages where I had been imprisoned. Surprisingly, someone was inside: a naked man tied to the bars. He didn't deserve to die in an explosion sequence, I had to free him. After picking the door lock, I rushed to untie him. "Thank you madame... I'm their last prisoner, I thought I was going to die here... I'll find a way to get to the beach." "Better hurry, Libertalia will blow up soon." The thick cable held the cargo firmly in position. I had to play tightrope walker to reach the Libertalia top. Kimy had chosen the right mission to dispense me with footwear: I had a better grip on the cable in my bare feet. Once at the top, I'd find a way to contact Queen Isabel, then leave my latest gift for the boss. I used the boss's terminal, protected by a password that was easy enough to crack: Slavery. There were files relating the notes and thoughts of Wire, Libertalia's ruler. He had known Queen Isabel for several years, a professional relationship punctuated by some asides where they strayed to fuck. To enjoy their love affair, they occasionally met up at Croup Manor, an abandoned residence around half an hour's walk from here. A perfect place to take care of someone, both literally and figuratively. After sending a message to see Queen Isabel at the manor, pretending to be Wire, I had to take care of him. I knew where his bedroom was, and he slept in it like a baby. I dropped my gift right on top, a Mini Nuke that would propel him into Morpheus' world forever. With everything properly placed, it was time for me to get away from Libertalia. It had been a long time since my last sumptuous plunge into the sea. I deserved another one before I blew up the whole raider stronghold. I climbed back onto a wrecked boat off the Libertalia shore. I took out the remote control and pulled the switch. Several bright light sources flashed at me, accompanied by loud explosions that made a thunderstorm jealous. Go to hell you raiders, no more Libertalia for you! Payback from an escaped slave who regained her identity and was determined to retaliate. Whether there were survivors or not, I didn't give a damn, I had one person left to handle. A couple of hours later, north of Libertalia. After the fireworks, Kimy and I were reunited. I told her about my ambush to capture Isabel, and she helped me to arrange it. Thanks to her, I had everything I needed to neutralize and tie someone up, all I needed was that person. I had hidden upstairs in the manor waiting for Queen Isabel to arrive. As the night wore on, I saw my former mistress enter the residence. "Wire, are you up there? You'd better be naked already, I had a bad night and I really need to blow off some steam... If you could give me a massage before we get down to business, that would be great. You're not asleep, are you? I swear, if you don't answer me..." "Surprise mistress!" I kicked the back of Queen Isabel's knee with my bare foot to bring her down. She wasn't expecting to fall into a trap, and quickly fell to the ground, yelling in pain. "Not this time, no." I drew the syringe Kimy had given me. It contained a powerful sedative that could put anyone to sleep for quite a while. Queen Isabel tried to defend herself, but I blocked her arm and stuck the syringe in her neck. "You're mine at last. Together, we're going to have a little chat."
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My name is Calista. I was a slave of the raiders for several months in the Commonwealth. I have been free for 3 months now. I went north to forget what I had been through and to train in firearms and hand-to-hand combat. Once I was ready to defend myself, it was time to come back and kick some raiders' ass. I remember during a mission I was taken to this small base which was used to control a satellite. There were not many raiders inside and their leader was a close ally of my former master. Only a couple of guards at the entrance, I had to approch silently, I only had a shotgun. I got rid of them pretty quickly. I wasn't afraid of them anymore. No one was going to leave this place alive. Once inside, I put on my gas mask. I didn't want to be recognized. At least not right away. I came to a room where a slave was tied to a chair. I tried to talk to her, she wouldn't answer. She was perfectly tamed by the raiders. Shaved head, no collar, the poor girl had nothing left. Her blank look showed that she was dead inside. In a way, that could have been me. But I still had a few things to answer for. I wasn't spotted yet. I took advantage of the dark corridors to sneak in. A raider guarding a storage area was in front of me. I didn't need to use the shells on him. Standing in the shadows, I saw the few remaining raiders patrolling. I did not see the leader of the place. A few shots from the double-barreled shotgun would probably alert her. And reduce the strenght force of the base. The plan worked. I didn't expect her to be armed with a minigun though. I took cover and waited for her to empty all her bullets if she didn't kill me first. Once I heard the sound of the click without bullets, I stepped in. The double barrel hit first her torso and then her leg. She surrendered, knowing she had no allies left and no way to fight. "I give up, you win, you can loot the place but please, don't kill me!" "Take off your armor or I'll finish you off now." It was my turn. I took off my gas mask. "Look at me. Do you remember who I am? I don't think so. But I remember you and your gang using me for days. It's over now. Get undressed completely." I took her to the next room. Handcuffs were on a shelf, I put them on her. "On your knees bitch! Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you right now, you have to meet my friend the knife first." I lacerated her, and shoved the knife into her wounded leg. On my way out, I threw a molotov cocktail that I had collected from one of the dead guards. She may not have deserved to die like that but I didn't care anymore. With her ally dead, the Master of Corvega was about to go even more crazier. I needed that before I came to deal with him. A week later in the town of Lexington... I used the highway to get above the city. I knew where the raiders were patrolling and where the ghouls were still hanging around town. I traded with other travelers to get supplies. One of them was even a tattoo artist... He gave me a discount. From the highway, I jumped onto one of the buildings in Lexington. It was an apartment held by the raiders to trade drugs or get laid with slaves. Two things that had been greatly lacking in their ranks for some time. The interior was empty. I checked my equipment one last time. I was not in a hurry and I was going to attack at night. When I set out, only the natural light of the moon illuminated the room. I put on my bandana and went down carefully. The moon was lovely, too bad it was the last one for everyone in the factory. The door to the street was not closed. The raiders had obviously abandoned this place. They had forgotten about this lantern that was used to light the stairwell. Outside, it was pitch black. I used the light of my pocket Pipboy to light my way. I knew exactly where I was going to attack. An old sewer pipe led directly into the factory. The ghouls used it from time to time, the raiders had just set up a guard, a turret and a few easly avoidable traps, hoping it hadn't changed since I left. The guard posted was dozing off, he didn't expect a human to come this way. I knocked him out hard with my silenced weapon before finishing him of with. The turret was offline, as if I was being let into the wolf's den. Two other guards were patrolling the corridor. Getting rid of them was not very complicated with my gun. They didn't see me and no noise was made. Tin cans served as an alarm, a trap that the ghouls would set for themselves. But for someone with a brain... Dodging them was a cakewalk. Everything was too quiet. Were they all asleep? I continued to explore the empty corridors. Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps coming from behind. I didn't have time to turn around and suffered a huge blow to the back of my head and lost consciousness. Maybe I was not as experienced as I should have been... END OF PART 1
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Would anyone be interested/equipped to make something like this Skyrim mod for Fallout 4? Inspired by a mod I found on Nexus that turns Dogmeat into a human female, I found a mod that would work perfectly in conjunction with this but unfortunately has only been realized for Skyrim. An equipable item that makes the player or companion walk on all fours. Another creator made this great sneak animation that changes sneaking into crawling on all fours. https://www.nexusmods.com/fallout4/mods/55715 The mod I described that converts Dogmeat into a human is here: https://www.nexusmods.com/fallout4/mods/16335 Does anyone have an idea if this could easily be done? Or interest anyone into pursuing? I would love to have a human dogmeat walking on all fours. Personally a fan of Petplay. Last note, not experienced with mod creation. Long time lurker and a first time poster, sorry if Im unaware of any etiquette or information on this, feedback is welcome.
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I had an idea after looking over the files of a High Heel Sound mod (which makes that only high heeled shoes have the clicking sound), and noticed, how loud were the sound files for sneaking. I was like "It's so damn loud, I get that it's realistic, but people would be able to hear it.", and then the idea came, that maybe there was a way for this to affect sneaking detection. I went looking around for mods, but came up empty handed, so now I'm just throwing it out; that if it's possible to make a mod like this, it would be greatly appreciated. I don't know anything about modding, so it might be an impossible task, but I had a few ideas on how it may be possible. Firstly Skyrim has a build-in "Sound" part to its detection, but as far as I know it only affected by the type of armour (light/heavy), so that's not too good. Secondly somehow this mod only affects shoes that are actually high heeled, which means it's possible, but maybe only for sound and nothing that affects sneaking. Last, but not least, I personally use HDT HighHeels System, which uses a "magical effect" to raise the character, so maybe it could be tweaked in a way that makes it harder to sneak. Maybe one of these work, maybe none, I don't know, just trying to throw out ideas. Anyway, if it's possible (and somebody would make something like this), I would be really happy. Dryptosaurus
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I'm looking for a sneaking/sprinting replacer for my khajiit character for Skyrim Special Edition. I was hoping to get the KISS (https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/22604?tab=description) mod that was on the Skyrim Nexus, but it isn't available for SSE, and the creator hasn't replied to any messages on the forum for some time. It *was* on the SSE nexus for a little bit, but was taken down before I could find it. Does anyone know of any similar mods I can get? Or could someone help me out with porting it for personal use (if possible/if that's allowed)? There's a "guide" on the forum on how to "port" it for use in your own game, but I am shite at using the creation kit, and porting in general, so I haven't been able to correctly do it and my character would just t-pose. Also if there is a SSE version of a khajiit digitrade feet mod?