Fallout 3: Rivet City to Tenpenny Tower- Down With the Wall Street Gang!
You can tell a lot about someone from their favorite radio station. Most people are into Three Dog over at GNR. I get that. Three Dog is cool and all. But he's always yapping about "fighting the good fight" and what even is that? It's painfully abstract. Who knows what he really means? As for me, I'll take the sweet sounds of Chinese propaganda any day. I tune into the People's Republic of America Radio every chance I get. Sing it, y'all!
"The gang of Wall Street fat cats, and their Washington war-monger puppets, have plunged the world into war to line their own..."
"Do you think your leaders will keep you safe if the bombs fall? You will die while the Wall Street gang and their hangers-on live like kings..."
Sure, PRAR is a mouth piece for an oppressive state, but they also kind of get it. Real talk: Do you think your leaders will keep you safe if the bombs fall? Won't you die while the Wall Street gang and their hangers-on live like kings? Maybe "bombs fall" is a little far fetched these days, but substitute your pet fear -be it climate change or mid-twentieth economic collapse- and ask yourself the same questions. Do it. I'm waiting.
Huh, that got dark, didn't it? Whatever. All this is to say that Lilith had a lot on her mind when she rolled into Tenpenny Tower. And maybe -just maybe- PRAR had a little something to do with the outcome.
But I digress.
Since our last episode, there was what I would call a chain of causality. The Good Doctor Hoff showed up, with his drugs and Nuke Grenade Schematics. That made Lilith poor. Now impoverished, a visit to Tenpenny Tower made sense. But Tenpenny Tower requires a quality gun, like, say, a Chinese assault rifle. A Chinese assault rifle can be found in Grayditch, but Grayditch requires .308s and Moira's stash is tapped. Looks like we're going to Rivet City.
We fast travelled to the Super Duper Mart, and then stealthed south, towards Rivet City. Along the way, we swung by Whilhem's Warf, just to see if Grandma Sparkle is still cooking up that fire yao guai meat. Nice. We'll come back once we have some caps.
Evidentally the sun set or clouds rolled in between Grandma Sparkle's and The Citadel. Something like that. I'm not 100% sure why the next screenshots are dark. I will say this: I've never been more sketched out on the trip down to Rivet City. Sure, if you're a noob and you travel on the other side of the Potomac things get dicey, but if you stay to the west it's usually smooth sailing, nothing to fear. Not this time. Lilith noticed The Citadel guns ablazin'
She took a gander with VATS, and neither of us liked what we saw. No thank you!
The onward journey south was pretty chill, although a northward wandering mire lurk sent us into the Potomac a little earlier than expected. We took a Rad X to offset the additional radiation, dropped in and swam for paradise. You do have .308s in stock, right Flak? Disco.
We're ready for Grayditch. Time to climb those ruins and find our sniper nest. Ok, now come to mama!
Keep this up, creepy crawlies, and we're going to get along just fine.
The workers were all one hit nixed. How about the soldiers?
They took a few .308s each but they fell, too.
With the coast cleared, we equipped our assault rifle and headed down to the ground.
We found Mr. Wilks's corpse, scored the Chinese assault rifle and -most importantly- found this garden gnome.
I say most importantly because I have two objectives in this run. I want to complete my second Permadeath run on Very Hard, yada-yada, but I also want to fill my spare room with garden gnomes. Stack the bodies high and the garden gnomes higher. That's the plan.
Not going to lie, the trip down to Tenpenny Tower was a nuisance. We were ambushed by three dogs and by that I don't mean the disc jockey Three Dog I mean three actual dogs. That was the sketchiest moment in the run so far. On top of that there were mole rats galore and enough bloat flies to make your 5.56s go bye, bye. Lilth persevered, though, and, after a trip to Lucky's to snag some new shades, she was ready to conduct the Warrington Trainyard's rendition of Swan Lake. Places everyone, places!
Well done, darling, well done!
There was more of that in the tunnels. Just use your imagination there. This post has too many screenshots as is.
Speaking of gratuitous screenshots, here's a snap of Lilith's pow-wow with Roy Phillips. Anyone else detect the influence of People's Republic of America Radio?
We scored our key from Herbet Dashwood this time and in all honesty I felt bad about this one. Lilith has no comment.
Opening the basement door brought Lilith to Level 5. We're at 100 stealth already, so we're working on Repair now. Good timing, too, since Repair is helpful when you're looting.
Personality test one is your favorite radio station. Personality test two is what you do while the ghouls are tearing up Tenpenny Tower.
Lilith picks out her pre-war bonnet. She'll be rocking that for the rest of the run.
That's better. Now we can enjoy the show.
While the ghouls finished up the ground floor, Lilith checked the corpses for keys. That's a nice one.
I'm not sure why Lydia Montenegro, proprietor of Boutique Le Chic, is wearing a dirty pre-war spring outfit. Lilith is an interloper from the Wasteland and she has, like, six brand spanking new pre-war spring outfits by now. Whatever. Back to work. That's a fat stack of garden gnomes right there. Progress.
Let's survey the carnage, shall we? Shakes took down Roy Phillips. Not bad for a drink mixing tin can.
Chief Gustavo looks kind of adorable, taking his nappy-poo.
But where the rock is Tenpenny? His outfit is lit. We totally want that. We tried and tried but we just couldn't find him. Hmmm: Now that's a clue...
You sneaky little devil, you! I almost didn't find you!
And that as they say is that: A job well done. We're looking good, and that garden gnomes collection is coming along nicely. Take that, ya Wall Street gangsters!
Best,
A.