“After the battle of the Hoover Dam, the Courier traveled to the Capital Wasteland to discover a very old ghoul named Gob, and heard all about someone known as the Lone Wanderer. The Courier explored the Capital Wasteland and discovered the large impact the Lone Wanderer had made, and tried to spread her story…”
“After the events of Fallout 3, Fawkes joins the Brotherhood of Steel and serves happily with the Knights for many years to come.”
“After many years of fighting by the Lone Wanderer’s side, The Lone Wanderer is killed in a freak accident and Dogmeat stays by the Lone Wanderer’s body. He is captured by scientists and is transformed into the cyber-dog, Rex. He is taken to The King in New Vegas and he becomes his new owner. Memories of his past life as Dogmeat haunt him for the rest of his life, but a similar life awaits him when the Courier enters the picture.”
“The lone wanderer has a deathly fear of winged death claws, which he read about in a book while in the vault; and as such hunts down every single death claw nest he can, hoping to exterminate them before they evolve wings and start breathing fire.”
“The Courier is actually the Lone Wanderer and he/she was just trying to start over and have peaceful life working for the Mojave Express. Then the platinum chip cam into the picture.”
Happy Birthday Fallout 3!
Inbox is empty so I’m taking this time now to announce: Fallout 3 turns 3 years old today!
3 years, and it’s still just as interesting and beautiful and well-loved as ever.
On my personal I spoke a little about how this game changed my life a bit. Anyone else have any stories about their experience with Fallout 3?
“As retribution for bullying him/her back in Vault 101, the evil karma!Lone Wanderer sold Butch into slavery.”
“Taking a casual stroll on up to the Republic of Dave. I thought I’d be adventurous and walk close to Old Olney only to see 3 Deathclaws finsh off a Giant Radscorpion and start ferociously towards me. Tail between my legs I ran in the opposite direction just to encounter an Albino Radscorpion. I died. Even Lincoln himself wouldn’t have been enough never mind his repeater.”
Okay, so this one seems more like a confession than a headcanon. I’m posting this one, but for future notice: headcanons about Fallout characters/settings/weapons/etc only, please! c:
The Lone Wanderer carries around a huge pile of underwear out of respect for the dead they loot. That’s why even if the person was wearing a bikini they now have a tank top and undies.”
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