Fallout Alternates

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Fallout Alternates Zero 11.2 [66]

Field Marshal Fleet Admiral sends out advance forces to reinforce various fortified settlements in the north of South America, along with other sites. Scouts are soon moving deeper south as are protected envoys and fighting recon units. FMFA brings hope to the region and to its peoples.

Skynet launches a nuclear missile attack against the GreatDevouring but the powerful clean nuclear blast does not even slow the great DevouringSwarms, as they have come to be known.

In LifeVault-083, Marshal Smashlunge seeks out the company of Fawkes, the very intelligent but smaller type supermutant, just to have somebody smart to talk to as the company of other supermutants is soon boring him witless. In one of the larger chambers the two start playing chess but it is Fawkes who makes the moves for Smashlunge whose real name is Bruce. Fawkes, and the Marshal, are very different kinds of personality and though they do no like each other, they grow to respect each other. They have many kinds of discussions while Fawkes carefully lets Smashlunge win most of the chess games while seeming not to do so.

Edited January 2, 2017 by Maharg67

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Merry Christmas to all!

 

Thinking of putting the following into the story!

 

More from Fallout Games

 

More from Elder Scrolls Games

 

Fringe TV Series linked

shapeshifters

more individuals

Observers

 

XFiles TV Series linked

Lone Gunmen

more individuals

monsters

 

Tellitubbies

 

Borderlands games linked settlements etc.

like claptraps already introduced

 

Doctor Who television series related stuff

Doctor and other Timelords

Companions

Creatures

 

Marvel DC Other Comics Related

Superheroes, supervillains etc.

 

Alien versus Predator adapted to

Hivevari versus Pakators along with Slayers and Galactic Marines etc.

 

More mimes!

Robotic Vending Machines!

Radwombats!

Church of the Eighteenth and a Half Day Adventurists

Mutated Toe Nibblers

Toxic Clouds of Super BO

and yet more...

yes, more!

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Fallout Alternates: One 49.1 [67]

 

They found, in a chamber, an amazingly complicated and eccentric device like a field cannon with a barrel ending not in a muzzle but in a whole entanglement of rods, prongs, wire circles, metal spheres and metal disks. The SteelMaiden put it into one of a dozen compact electric, light armoured, enclosed hovervans. She, and some FEARIUs, turned it into a kind of roof turret that could be lowered so its quite delicate parts did not get smashed into anything too low from the ceiling.

 

Robots were moved onto hovertrailers along with other equipment and also supplies. The convoy grew in length and sophistication. FEARIUs efficiently sorted themselves, and the vehicles out with SarahBos only giving some guidance. SarahIni worked on tuning the Multiple Phase Shift Wave Distortion Tracker Detector, or MPWDT also known as a WIT554 or a What is This 554. William Bell had worked on it as a member of something called the 13Gen13 and yet even a supergenius such as he was was not truly sure of what it actually did. 'Something' seemed to guide the supergeniuses in the designing, and other phases, of getting the WIT devices created and running.

 

The SteelMaiden frowned hard. “The 13Gen13 were playing with fire and other such devices.” She was working in the now cramped space of the hovervan as she tuned the device even more. “Did the xolaserguns getting fitted to some of the hovervans?”

 

SarahIni nodded. “Of course! One is not new at this sort of work. As for the two ultrasonic disruptors, each has been fixed into place in a hovertrailer.”

 

The muffled noise of gunfire broke out again as another wave of phaseders attacked being exotic biosynths able to phase in-out in a shallow fashion that made them harder to hit. With them came standard biosynth and even greater numbers of synths of all types along with many sentryrobots, battletrons and MrGutsys. FEARITs, FEARIBs and other heavy fighting units were causing them much damage, blasting them down, driving them back.

 

The attackers had come seemingly out of nowhere, pouring out of suddenly opening silvery metallic doors. Yet they could not fully exploit their large numbers because, as large as the local spaces were, they were still limiting the number of enemy units able to attack at any one time. Taking advantage of this, the FEARIUs quickly set up excellent defensive formations complete with vehicles, robots and fold-out barriers along with foam-inflate barrierbags.

 

The SteelMaiden nodded as if to herself. “The WIT554, love the name, is going to lead us through what is a phase-illusionary maze with some surprises on the way. The ultrasonic disruptors will be needed to deal with at least one of those surprises.”

 

The firing died off and it became soon clear that the enemy had ceased the pointless attacks. Reports came to the pair that the SarahEle commanded defensive effort had observed the enemy grab up what it could of fallen figures, and other stuff, even as they had departed. They had not done this after previous attacks as if they had planned to return.

 

As quickly as was practically possible, the convoy set out and followed the lead vehicle that had the WIT554. Thus they began a seemingly irrational course through corridors, chambers and other kinds of spaces. At times they backtracked or seemed to go in 'circles'.

 

It became increasingly difficult for even electronics to keep reliable track of passing time as even atomic clocks, in the convoy, were soon showing different times. At first the difference was less than seconds but was soon growing larger.

 

The first 'surprise' was a great domechamber of brown earth covered with green grass clearing and small forests of squat dark green topped trees. The hovervan convoy began moving across it, herds of herbivores shifting away but not fleeing and even local predators, and omnivores, showing some wariness.

 

It was like a nicer, healthier, version of the Wastelands complete with bits and pieces remaining of structures. Geography was changed but suggested that it could be a version of WashingtonCC in a possible future.

 

Three squat saucers, of aeroboats, came flying low through the sky towards the convoy of newcomers. They showed a type of slightly changed Orderhood of Gaia symbol. They had what seemed like weapon turrets.

 

Then the voice came from the leading aeroboat of the triangular formation being in the language known as Esperanto. “You are trespassing into an Orderhood of Gaia Protectorate Domeland. Identify yourself and explain your presence or be fired upon. Warning, reinforcements are coming.”

 

The SteelMaiden responded. “I am the SteelMaiden of the Mysterious Stranger. We did not intentionally come here but have been following a path towards something that we need to find. We will do no harm but do offer a trade. The other commanders are SarahEle Lyons and SarahIni Lyons.”

 

Suddenly a familiar voice responded. “This is SarahGaia Lyons, secondary to Sarah Lyons herself. Welcome to the Hopeway Gaia Protectorate Domeland. I sensed you, my superclone baseline sisters of the nine of the thirteen. My people sometimes get a big over eager in their duties they being wondrous FEARIUs. We can help each other for we also have challenges to meet as we are being attacked by three kinds of threats.”

 

It turned out that the two groups of FEARIUs had also 'sensed' each other before any open communications had taken place.

 

The convoy was soon being escorted, by six aeroboats, to a large semiunderground fortified settlement; it was Gaiaburg, being on the shore of the very big round lake at the center of the domeland.

 

As the convoy reached the settlement, the machines travelling there not directly but almost so through clearer areas including along a river, word came that another attack had begun. FEARIUs, from both groups, met and were soon very efficiently coordinating matters with the three LS Superclones merely giving guidance.

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Fallout Alternates: One 50.1 [68]

SarahAta Lyons carefully pushed the thick metal utility door open to reveal a typical subway station except it was very utilitarian for one. It did have some vending machines and other common features but lacked much that went with being a typical commuter type station. As she, and other Lyons Valiant members, moved into the big chamber it became clear that it was a government used place, which explained why it had not been on the public transit maps.

 

Two duorail trains sat at the few platforms of the station. The air was stale but the soft humming, of machinery, in the background indicated that it was being circulated. Three protectron robots, oddly humanoid machines, sat in their rest-recharge capsules unmoving.

 

A scattering of long dead soldiers lay as skeletal remains in the station complete with their fatigues, body-armour, backpacks and weapons. They appeared to be National Guardsmen. There were also some non soldier type dead be they uniformed or in civilian gear.

 

A big sign spoke the clear truth that they were in the Megaton Subway Station as taken over by the new Emergency Government and that only authorised people could be in the subway station.

 

The Cybergirls went to a plastic ticketcard machine and easily hacked into it. Such devices could give up surprisingly useful data.

 

SarahAta led six others into a big urban subway train carriage where there were a few more long dead in a typical passenger carriage layout of seating. The others remained fairly close to the Cybergirls.

 

SarahAta spoke to her exotic troopers. “There is always something sad about such places showing too many lives lost pointlessly.”

 

BlackWidow frowned softly. “Jingoism had fools racing to join the military forces to invade other nations with out good reason. Still, you are right! You are drawn to something here?”

 

SarahAta snorted. “Yes, I am drawn towards that long dead man and the thick, heavy, looking synthetic leather briefcase locked to his former right arm. Well, it was so locked.”

 

With no real difficulty she was able to open the briefcase, despite its tricky hitech locks and security boob-traps designed to destroy the contents of the briefcase. There she found coded documents showing top secrets and, hidden inside the actual pages, which had to be carefully divided each into two pages, even greater secrets.

 

The top secrets were about US troop movements, the building of new US Army bunkers and that sort of thing.

 

The real secrets were about the deeply hidden construction of a very special research development complex beneath WashingtonCC's mall. SarahAta soon realised that the given coordinates indicated that the super secret complex was exactly where the CCSanctum was placed. High resolution 2Dphotos showed odd marble like surfaced chamber and other spaces with silvery metallic doors and other features. It was stated that the complex was designed to work with transdimensional, multidimensional and other odd timespace relative experimentation. Yet the report stated that not all US Government Factions were happy with the experiment and some wished that it had not even begun; they saw the program-projects as far too dangerous to risk.

 

FEARIUs entered the subway station and were soon scouting, recording and doing other necessary actions. Dogtags were taken from soldiers, along with other forms of identification, to be placed in one sample bag per soldier. Some items were carefully salvaged and collected in categories to one side. Soon there were guns, knives, ammo and other such items in one area while other categories got their own areas.

 

SarahAta wondered just what the man had been doing in that place with such ultra sensitive information seemingly with out protection. It soon turned out that three other 'civilians', all formerly men in suits, had been there as his bodyguards and that a woman, highheel shoes an all, was there as his personal assistant and mistress; this was confirmed by a 3D photograph of her, found in his wallet, showing her in a skimpy, translucent, frilly edged nightie.

 

The strangest discovery was that the attractive woman was identical to Sarah Lyons in appearance and was named Sarah Lions, surname spelt as in the big type of feline. Upon discovering this, a strange tingling sensation went through the superclone.

 

BlackWidow spoke. “Being a metaclone of yourself, I felt that!”

 

SarahAta nodded. “So did all of the superclones and their metaclones. So also did the FEARIUs thanks to the strong, subtle, links to both Sarah Lyons and the Rainbowbaby transdimensionally inside her womb.”

 

The skeletal remains of Sarah Lions sparkle shimmered and abruptly there was another version of Sarah Lyons sitting up in her sexy, short hemmed minidress and highheel shoes. She looked around in growing shock and horror at the long dead, the ruined condition of the carriage and much else. Then she saw SarahAta Lyons and, with much courage, she fainted away. A very fasting moving FEARIO caught her safely before her head could hit the carriage floor.

 

The FEARI Operative spoke in wonder as she held the figure from the PreDoomsday past. “She is you but she is not you, Marshal Mum.”

 

BlackWidow smiled just lightly. “Can I be your Aunt BlackWidow?”

 

The FEARIO looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded. “Captain Aunt BlackWidow.”

 

SarahAta smiled. “Congratulations, BlackWidow, you have been promoted by the wondrous FEARIUs. We need to find out just who, what, this 'Sarah Lions' is and how she came to die here of a biotech superweapon as the others did. There may be a hidden, underground, base here along with some surprises but why should this place be any different from others that we have been to?”

 

So the real search began and soon there were some surprises, of varied kinds, some being far more pleasant than others were.

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Fallout Alternates: One 51.1 [69]

 

SarahBos Lyons, the Lyons Pride elite, and a FEARIU force approached the CCCitadel across an area of typical destroyed WashingtonCC urban landscape. They moved carefully through a neutral sector where savage gangers faced each other across that strip of land, sometimes fighting in it. So they had to carefully deal with land-mines, booby-traps and other threats.

 

SarahBos moved past a typical atomic family sedan that had been looted of its atomic motor and atomic generator along with other valuable parts. This made it far more safer for all including the Wasteland's version of flora-fauna. Inside, with windows wound up in a pathetic attempt to hold back death by superweapons, were the skeletal remains of a family.

 

For just an instant she experienced a horrible, real seeming, flashback vision of the family dying but it was peacefully as some kind of radiance bomb sent them to sleep. She realised that Doomsday made less sense the more it was researched for the types of superweapons used, at least the most exotic ones, had not been in the superweapon arsenals of either the Capitalist or Soviet alliances.

 

HBombs, nerve gas, killer bacteria and viruses, rogue infiltration robots, rogue bioengineered creatures, berserker computer virus and some others had been listed but not many later recorded down.

 

The car sparkle shimmered and it, along with its contents, vanished. As SarahBos sensed, this included some rather startled flora-fauna including a couple of radroaches who were with a nest of radroach eggs.

 

SarahBos halted in surprise, as did others around her, then she 2-wayed them. “Somehow I know what happened was-is positive but I have no details. More of this will happen in future but I do not know why, when or how it will happen. Sarah Lyons, herself, may be linked to such incidents. I will not speak of such matters again unless it becomes necessary and I ask that you remain quiet on such matters.”

 

So what had not been officially of the Capitalist or Soviet superweapon arsenals? Rbombs being so called radiance bombs that killed organics but did not cause physical destruction! The eyebot like killbots dropped into war zones. The distortion virus that may have been part of the cause of ghoulifcation of so many people. Weather disaster causing superweapons. Timespace distortion superweapons. Others that had helped create the Deathlands that were amongst the worst parts of the Wastelands. There were also the Deadlands, Distortlands and others.

 

She focused back onto the more immediate concerns. Then she heard the strange noises, the great thumping sound, the whirring humming noises and much more. When they came to see the great LibertyPrime robot it looked, though, as if it should have been making a lot more noise than it was doing. The great majestic humanoid machine was helping to make repairs to the great hulking fortress' outer surface that was dotted with fortified observation points, firing positions and turrets along with other features. LibertyPrimeA1A1 was busy painting part of the sloping wall, designed to deflect enemy projectiles, with a great big modified spraygun.

 

Observing, from a careful distance and surrounded by protection, was Elder Owen Lyons, other Elders, Sages, Scribes and Commanders. Beside power armoured troopers there were PARs (power armour robots) and two low hulking battlemecha that could move on two legs or all fours while its two arms carried out other functions. The forward legs could utilise crude manipulators while the arms had more refine manipulators.

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Fallout Alternates: One 51.2 [70]

 

Suddenly the LibertyPrime lost control of its spray painting operation and as great jets of paint shot in all directions, observers ducked for cover or just stood there as robots to get splashed. Elder Owen Lyons stood still, showing courage and dignity, even when a great glop of paint smacked into his helmet for the Elders wore protective power armour; they always did when outside of the CCCitadel or even in parts of it.

 

They were now in an antechamber to the main command chamber that SarahBos knew well simply because Sarah knew it very well. The antechamber, though, was now half filled with newer technologies of command, coordination and supervision still being finished. Work had paused while new parts were coming.

 

SarahBos Lyons met a highly bemused Owen Lyons, perhaps her clone-grandfather or clone-father. He looked at her, now in his normal ornate Elder's robetunic that she though was rather cumbersome, and spoke. “So, how many daughters do I have now?”

 

She smiled. “Sarah Lyons, though she does tend to float around naked at times which she did not used to do, by all accounts. Myself, SarahBos Lyons. SarahIni, SarahEle, SarahUlt, SarahAta and SarahGaia. SarahGaia is a secondary superclone to Sarah Lyons with two others yet to appear. The rest of us are baseline superclones and there are four more yet to emerge of us. Thirteen, perhaps, as far as I know. One SarahPrime Lyons may appear in future, to lead us as the prime of us.”

 

“There is also a mysterious Sarah Lions, surname spelt 'L I O N S'; she materialised in the recently discovered Megaton Subway station below Megaton. SarahAta, Lyons Valiant and FEARIUs found her skeletal remains that somehow transformed into the woman. She looks very much like us.”

 

Owen Lyons frowned softly. “Sarah Lions! I wonder if she was of the very powerful, wealthy and influential Lions Family being of the Thirteen Grand Families of the PreDoomsday USA. The 13GF had links with the TekCorps, that they owned a great many shares in including voting shares. The Lions were of the three families on the second tier.”

 

For just a short moment SarahBos wondered why the number '13' kept showing up, kept having some kind of 'influence' perhaps but then the thought was gone.

 

Owen Lyons sighed. “What next, thirteen Alice Lyons and-or thirteen Terry Lyons or...” He looked around and then back again. “There is much for me to do, there always is. Please make yourself at home. There is no use in trying to confine you to particular areas when you know a great deal anyway; only a few areas are banned to you as they would be to Sarah Lyons and her sisters.”

 

Even her and her sisters? That seemed odd to SarahBos but she only smiled and nodded. Then she departed to return to where the Lyons Pride were being barracked; not all were there as they were off visiting people.

 

Thanks to her shared memories, with Sarah Lyons, she noted changes had been made. To her pleasant surprise there had been some effort to lessen the bleakness of the place even if it was generally done with typical OofS quasimedieval militaristic touches. Against the Brotherhood of Steel influences there were some civilian style paintings, pot plants, posters and other touches including colourful vending machines. There were more robots than there had been, most being basically function remoterobots as guided by stationary computer network-systems.

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Fallout Alternates One 52.1 [71]

 

Jasmine was able to open the heavy armoured metal slidedoor with just some difficulty through hacking and using the new exotic powers arising in her. That is she shifted things, inside the electromechanical locks, with the gaining of their unlocking along with a mild migraine headache.

 

Inside was not another of the strange breeding horrors of which, so far, they had found two of. The first had been ended by a mysterious benefactor but they had to close down the second, somehow stopping the breeding while putting the poor deformed breeding radroach related creature to a peaceful death. The zerker radroach creatures had died down in numbers, in her area of DemiLifeVault-101C. DemiLifeVaults were linked to but physically separate from their mother LifeVaults. SubLifeVaults were inside the LifeVaults, being their various sections. SemiLifeVaults were like DemiLifeVaults but were physically directly linked to their LifeVaults.

 

Inside was something perhaps more terrible as they found humans trapped inside isolation cells where they had been since they had been born. None had known others since being first born babies. Jasmine had to carefully approach each one and somehow Dogmeat assisted to reassure them. While some knew about other humans through interactive 3DTVs or books or even limited virtual reality, half did not even know what they looked like for they did not have mirrors. The first half had mirrors but only one small one each.

 

Amata Almodovar, the daughter of DemiLifeVault-101E Overseer Alphonse Almodovar, was there looking nervous at the presence of the just as nervous, or strangely calm, former isolated men and women. According to the internal clocks, in each heavily secured isolation cell, all the isolated had been born within the same month of January of 301ADD, the three hundredth and first year after Doomsday. That all were twenty years old.

 

Physically speaking was easy for the twenty once isolated but, psychologically, matters were much harder.

 

Amata spoke. “My father will not like there being extra mouths to feed but we do have an slowly ageing population, thanks to slowly fading fertility rates, so we could use 20 new workers. Question is, will they work well within the system?”

 

Jasmine frowned softly at her friend. “Please don't talk like your father! The important question is how can we help these poor people? Look around, there are valuable resources here and not just the ones that we can see. In the last weeks we have found a whole lot of valuable resources including robots and autorobotic machinery. What we can not take from storage we can reuse or even recycle. You see there is more than enough resources to spare for these folks especially now that the DemiLifeVault is growing more food and manufacturing more goods while its service-support network-systems have placed into far better condition than they were.”

 

Elaine, an oriental woman, said. “One came and spoke to us, visiting each of us in our cells and then let us out so we met each other. She was Doctor Innerpeace and it was strange how she could just come in here with out anybody speaking over speakers or alarms ringing, except such alarms have not gone off for many years and voices stopped long before then.”

 

“Doctor Innerpeace gave us the means for us to be with each other in odd dreams, dreamlinking she called it. She said that you, Jasmine Armstrong, would come one day and would help us; she also said that you do not know your true nature, that you did not know you were not born in LifeVault-101 but that you were brought here as a baby by your father and one other, a warrior in power armour who did not come into the vault proper.”

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Fallout Alternates One 52.2 [72]

 

While none had told her the full story of her arrival at the vault, of her birth somewhere else, she had picked up enough bits of knowledge to agree with the idea. Officially she had been born in DemiLifeVault-101E. She only knew that she had been born in some kind of secretive underground complex that was to be found somewhere in WashingtonCC proper. One clue was that it was beneath a famous PreDoomsday landmark except that WashingtonCC had over a dozen of them.

 

At that moment a couple of would be tough security officers arrived, not to be confused with security guards but looking much the same in vaultsuits and body-armour. The DemiLifeVault had only a handful of security officers and about three times that as security guards. They were much the same but the security officers had darker reputations and were more heavily armed.

 

Recently the official VaultGuard had been created, being the old defenders beefed up with improved training, conditions and equipment. There were now the VaultPolice also. These changes were happening through out the LifeVault.

 

So the security officers felt a little intimidated by the changes that they saw as threatening their special status. It showed in their increasingly aggressive behaviour.

 

Security Officer O'Brien scowled at Jasmine. “You are coming with us, traitor. The daughter of a traitor is always a traitor. Your father has escaped from the vault and has taken with him some highly valuable resources. Of course, being his daughter, you must be guilty.”

 

Jasmine gave the man a look of pity. “The total lack of logic, fairness and legal sense of that statement is very impressive. Even security officers need more evidence than that amazingly flimsy excuse for such. I suppose Overseer Alphonse Almodovar is using emergency powers to have me brought to his office. Which means you would have the correct documentation to 'bring me in'.”

 

O'Brien grinned, shook his head. “Nnnaaa, couldn't be bothered.”

 

Jasmine sighed, took out an odd looking raygun pistol and shot both security officers with pale pulsating pencil thin pulsebeams.

 

Sarah Lyons, naked and floating in mid air, had come to Jasmine's cramped bedroom one night to warn her that biosynth doppelgangers would show up. They would be attempting to capture her father, herself and a short list of others. Only she, and her father, were listed as to be in DLV-101E, the others being in SubLifeVaults through out the main vault. Sarah Lyons had given a strangely unsurprised, undisturbed, Jasmine the pistol, the list and other eight other items. A strange discovery was that she could 'sense' doppelgangers and other biosynths.

 

Jasmine went, with Amata, to see Amata's father. As evidence they took the doppelganger bodies with them, on a trolley, as pulled by a robot. The real pair of security officers had vanished after a bogus 3Dphone call had got them seeking out a non existent problem with somebody supposedly hacking 'sensitive' vault computer network-systems. The dead bodies, stripped of everything but underwear, of O'Brien and Richards were found poorly hidden in a bare utility storeroom.

 

At once a major security operation was begun but came to nothing as it seemed all possible targets, of the doppelgangers, had been prewarned so escaped capture by the doppelgangers and the doppelgangers escaped official captivity; that is except for the fake O'Brien and Richards who self destructed before they could be further examined or be questioned.

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Made a mistake by putting in 'Superzero' instead of 'Subzero' as the episode should have been; my only poor excuse was that was in a hurry because I had coffee with cream, and berry crumple with cream, waiting for me to devour. :sweat: :thumbsup:

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