A Traitor's Worth: The story of Otis Ep.0
Awakening
"I'm paying you for this, it's a job!" Otis shouted. Rome raised her free hand in the air, her other occupied with a nasty-looking pistol. "Like I give a ****! I need something to keep my mind occupied, usually its killing people, and it looks like I’ve found a good little distraction standing right in front of me!” She grinned, and for the first time in a long time, Otis was afraid.
The fear was quickly replaced by rage as a red mist fell over Otis' gaze. This soft-hearted, pitiful excuse for a bounty hunter had turned on him. Otis twirled his machete so it was equipped backhand, lunged toward her, and roared "TRAITOR!" Without even flinching, Rome raised her pistol and pulled the trigger. A flash of light, a burst of unimaginable…
The *Other* fallout wiki?!
Due to a misspelling of fallout.wikia.com in my URL bar, I discovered an incredibly creepy, poorly made wiki created by some idiot who thinks The Vault is doing it wrong, so he started from scratch again. Copypasta the link below and laugh at his epic fail in doing so.
www.falllout.wikia.com Seriously, WTF?!
Trying to put off death.
What is the meaning of anything? Why do we live? Why do we exist? Why do we create? Why do we believe in religion? One simple reason: We don't want to die. We don't want to believe that we sit festering in the ground after we die, or think about people moving into our houses and throwing our stuff in the trash. We want to believe something more is out there.
But, failing that, we at least want to be remembered. And how do we do that? We create. We make use of our brilliant minds, and create/
Some people write, or draw, or act. Some make music, which is an art form in itself. Some people become great speakers, hoping their speeches will never be forgotten. Some break records, something to be recorded in a book or a museum for eternity, or at …