Real Unreal Gameworlds Contestment

[Maharg67]

A humble suggestion most humbly suggested!

 

:hurr: :dance: :yes:

 

Please consider using :thumbsup: :yes: to indicate 'enjoying so far, please continue'.

 

One humbly thanks you for considering the above suggestion.

Edited January 17, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

7.1[13]

:psyduck: :psyduck: :psyduck:

 

FarWanderer Prime knew what was happening, to a grand extent, across that world and even out from it but its visioning was far from perfect and it had to keep observing, which it appreciated.

 

Gunfire came, muffled, from the distance. The FarWanderer Prime knew it was tough Gangers fighting off just as tough Packraiders from the east coast, east of WashingtonDC. It was sometimes called the DC Coast because in the late 21st Century the District of Columbia had been expanded eastwards to the coast. Packraiders were of ordered chaos but were capable of bypassing well fortified settlements of Maryland and Delaware DC. They appeared to be testing WashingtonDC strength and searching for useful loot. So far they were of no great threat.

 

From the far west had come a great air-convoy of Brotherhood of Steel 22 airships, 29 airboats, 8 advanced aeroships, four aeroboats along with an assortment of other aircraft either long range or those supported by other aircraft such as air-refuellers. It moved as fast as the slowest aircraft but still made good time. Nothing had threatened it, wisely seeing the power of the air-convoy or just being frightened off by it. Very few possible threats had existed for the air-convoy anyway.

 

From the north were coming bioengineered EagleEnclavers from the Alaskan EagleEnclave. There had been only one official EagleEnclave since the Brotherhood of Steel had destroyed the first with the help of various allies. That had been based on a massive oil rig out at sea that had also contained a refinery and a research development complex along with other features.

 

Heavily armoured-armed vertibirds flew, with their gravity rotors spinning fast to keep the up and moving through the air. There were more helicopters in the, being far easier to build, maintain and upgrade. All of this was taking place above the NewPentagon that had replaced the OldPentagon after it had been destroyed by a suitcase macronuke. Soon, the Prime knew, it would be renamed as the DCCitadel just as there would be the rise of the DCBoS (DC Brotherhood of Steel) as versus the ECBoS (East Coast Brotherhood of Steel) and other Brotherhoods of Steel.

 

Soon fighting would begin between the DCBoS and a large colony, of supermutants, recently created in the GrandMall.

 

The FarWanderer Prime floated past a local scavenger group who suddenly found a small trove in the form of a statascanister full of pristine water litrejons, food rations, medical supplies such as stimpaks and even canned food along with a few, small, nice prizes. A pristine teddybear was handed to a girl child who clutched the toy at once to herself as she asked for ribbons to add to it. A boy child was too young for a teddy but not for the baby rattle that he got, soon using it with glee.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

8.1[14]

:nuke: :nuke: :nuke:

 

Semidarkness dominated the GrandMall but because of thick, dark, clouds overhead for it was daytime. Stink, sweat, filth were the constant friends of soldiers during field combat and the Gameplayers were used to if even if not pleased with it. The smells of the Wastelands were a bizarre, often disturbing, mixture but with some pleasant surprises at times. Gamelands based live fire, quasideath, missions had often been held in Wastelands like environments though none had been exactly like the DC Wastelands.

 

Twelve of the soldiers of fortune crouched in a pagoda like structure that had once been a western type Chinese restaurant. Except that it had been closed down, boarded up, many years before Doomsday. The evidence of this were official signs crudely fixed to the outside of the building. Nothing there stated what had happened to the people working there or even if they had actually been Chinese.

 

Janita crouched as she swept a portable radiation scanner over the area. "The citydome appears to have cut down on the level of rads inside it. That makes good sense since that was one of the reasons it was designed for. During Doomsday dirty-nukes were used deliberately to spread excessive amounts, and high levels, of radiation."

 

8.1[15]

:sick: :sad: :pinch:

 

The rad-scanner beeped sharply. Janita frowned. "A very intense source is approaching us at about the same rate, of speed, as those radghouls did."

 

The glowghouls numbered five, each glowing well in the semidarkness. They were followed by over a dozen radghouls. Radghouls were often drawn by glowghouls as radghoulers were by glowghoulers.

 

Oddball spoke. "The glowghouls are frightened. Something is chasing them. They are seeking safety."

 

Private Cashmant spoke, choosing his words with care. "I suggest we could use this situation to our advantage with out overly exploiting the radghouls or glowghouls."

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

8.2[16]

:devil: :devil: :pirate:

 

It came jumping, darting, along from the direction that the glowghouls, and radghouls, had come from. It was perhaps a radghoulbeast of some kind but not anything to be found in the slowly-steadily expanding-evolving databanks of the Gameteamcube.

 

The fifteen radghouls, and three glowghouls, were in statuscapsules in the Gameteamcube. Janita had gambled that her move would be seen as an attempt to gain more important information about the Wastelands, partly through samples from the status ghoulkind. The Gamelord Umpires had agreed and the Gameteamcube had now two cubechambers each of 10x10x10 metres along with many other resources.

 

The creature turned its long, flexible, neck with its great elongated sphere of a head, its great jaw opening to reveal both fangs and bizarre tentacles coming up out from behind the fangs. Janita glimpsed the symbol on top of the broad, glistening, tongue.

 

The lieutenant spoke. "Got it. That is one of the Gamegod's toys! He must have modded it into this Gameworld just recently. It..."

 

The corporal frowned softly as information came unbidden into her mind. "It is one of 13 such radghoulster (radghoul monster) prototypes known as Ghoulawockys and their 'natural' prey is that of glowghoulkind. The one there is Ghoulawocky #13. It attracts to itself, somehow, glowghoulers from the general area around itself and detects glowghouls that do not attack it. There is plenty of its kind of prey around here."

 

8.3[17]

:mad: :turned: :unsure:

 

The glowghoulers came charging at the Ghoulawocky in a crazed wave of savage intent and drawn to-with them were many more radghoulers. The great monster seemed to ignore them until they almost reached it. Then, just as it seemed to be doomed to be swarmed over, it struck out with incredible speed-power-efficiency. Glowghoulers were grabbed up, by extending mouth tentacles, and drawn quickly into the mouth. The mouth closed, the jaw worked hard for a few seconds, and the mouth opened again to show no glowghouler. Again and again the Ghoulawocky swallowed glowghouler after glowghouler. The radghoulers turned and fled, the radghoulster making no effort to devour them. Then the last, of the 22 glowghoulers, was gone.

 

Then, with a flash of amazing speed, Ghoulawocky was gone from sight.

 

Janita frowned. "Let us hope that the Gamegod does not have too many of that kind of modding project or we are going to have a very difficult time of it."

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

9.1[18]

:mad: :mad: :mad:

The Mysterious Stranger, alias an aspect of the FarWanderer, waited until the confused Ghoulawocky #13 came closer to him, clearly unfrightened by the big power armoured figure. The Mysterious Stranger reached out and began to scratch the radghoulster behind one of his big ears causing the creature to make strange sounds of pleasure, his hind leg jerking automatically in the same way a dog might act if scratched behind the ear.

 

The Mysterious Stranger spoke. "The Gamegod has his enjoyment at the expense of others but who can blame him considering the truth of the situation. You can't stay here for soon a big battle will be raging too close to here in part of the GrandMall that formerly experienced trench warfare."

 

The Ghoulawocky had no idea what the Mysterious Stranger was saying accept he picked up a sense of concern for the radghoulster's survival. So the Mysterious Stranger got a big lick before the Ghoulawocky vanished with a soft sparkling shimmer.

 

The Gamegod would not be happy with the puzzling vanishment of his toy. The Gamegod would sense it there and then not there. The Mysterious Stranger, not being a fool, vanished away in seconds and seconds after that the Gamegod's far senses were exploring that area.

 

9.1[19]

:laugh: :laugh: o_O

 

With a harsh sparkling shimmering effect, a Gamedemigod appeared in a stealth effect field that made the massive humanoid very difficult to detect. At once the entity, a secondary expression of the Gamegod proper, began searching for the missing Ghoulawocky.

 

When a barely ordered group of supermutants passed along the road, where it searched, the five big metamoths, five bigger megamoths, two even bigger hulkamoths and one massive behemoth did not even notice it was there. The supermutants were clad in basic body-armour, wrap around cloths and crude thongs but they carried oversized, smoothbore, pipeguns known as pipecannons, fireaxes or big clubs. They carried also crude handbombs to throw. The behemoth had a massive club made from a fire hydrant for nobody trusted a typical dumb brute of a behemoth with guns or handbombs. Then the supermutants were striding into the distance.

 

The Gamedemigod #5 ignored them as unimportant and as a non threat to himself. Very soon he had picked up evidence of a tall, strangely power armoured, figure almost as big as himself though quite smaller than the behemoth that had just passed by.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

10.1[20]

:pirate: :pirate: :pirate:

 

On the corner of Raccoon Avenue, and Lootabin Lane, the Rosema Mercenaries found a partly damaged public entrance downwards to a tourist subway station serving a two way monotram circuit. The trams were no longer supplied by power from the monorail loop but had both had charge left in their reserve batterypacks.

 

A special respawning NukaCola vending-machine supplied the group, with the use of prizecaps found in the station, with bottles of NukaCola Original, NukaCola Cherry, and NukaCola Quantum, NukaBars, NukaChips and even NukaCream icecreams. From a prize box, on-in the front of the vending machine, was gained a free NukaCola Original. The NukaCola Corporation had been holding a large scale publicity-advertising campaign across the United Commonwealths of America including the give away of toys, tricks, special food-drink products, vouchers, surprises and mostly free standard items. On a wall close to the special vending-machine was a big, no longer glossy, 3Dposter of the campaign including an advertisement for NukaCola Patriotic.

 

The Game Rules had changed, as they were bound to as the Gameteam was not only the first to enter any Gameworld but was indeed a testing multiquest designed as a focus for making adjustments by specialist Gamelords and by the Gamegod himself if he felt like doing so.

 

Private Oddball frowned. "The dead are both really dead and fake dead. How can that be?"

 

He picked up a damaged 3Dmagazine and made it vanish away. 10 rejuvenated-regenerated copies of it appeared in the Gameteamcube, 100 of the same appeared in the Gameplayers' Homebase in Sanctuary Gamma and 1,000 in the Gamedepot of the Gamelord Base in Sanctuary Gamma; the last would be given over to various factions in the Sanctuary Gamma Commons such as the Sanctuary Gamma Government. In the, largely resources poor, Sanctuary Gamma Commons even the 1,000 magazines would be much valued, they being copies of NukaCola Monthly January 2077.

 

They had already Gamegained, in the same manner, brooms, spanners, coffee mugs, WashingtonDC newspapers and newsmagazines, snack foodbars, packets of cigarettes and much more. Yet there were limits to how much they could Gamegain in any one day-night cycle. It was a limit that they would be expanding as they gained general levels and perk levels.

 

Hardwall responded. "An excellent question better discussed later when we have a chance to do so, which we will. You have many excellent questions so why not quietly record them down to ask later. I promise I will listen, for one."

 

Janita spoke. "As I will along with all of the others. We have gained 10,000 new type experience points, that is XP, and 1,000 Gamecredit along with one Gamecard. We have a settlement workshop in our Gameteamcube along with workshop linked workbenches, a scrapper, a storage distribution network, and a basic duplicator plus a few other interesting items. Do they expect us to create a gamewise settlement in our Gameteamcube, I do not know. The Gamegod, and Gamelords, continue to work out the intricacies of the Gameworld Games. Which means we will be kept guessing at least for a while. They experiment with our very survival and we have no real choice but to go on with it."

 

10.2[21]

:nuke: :ohmy: :pinch:

 

The Mysterious Stranger spoke. "I would disagree with that last statement. You can do something about it but it will be most dangerous and yet most rewarding."

 

He stood there, having come seemingly out of nowhere, and yet none of the twelve there were shocked.

 

Oddball turned to the great power armoured figure and spoke. ""The dead are both really dead and fake dead. How can that be?"

 

The newcomer responded. "You ask excellent questions, Private Oddball, but the only answer I can give is that this whole existence is real and surreal, and perhaps even unreal. I am of the FarWanderer, being the Mysterious Stranger. I am limited in how I can assist you but can assist you in important ways anyway. I would like to travel with you until you get to Ghoultown that is beneath the GrandMall Museum of History."

 

Janita nodded. "You were one of our clues so of course you can."

 

"I was? Now that is a surprise!" The Mysterious Stranger responded, not trying to conceal his emotions. "Please tell me more about these clues, if you can do so with out undue risk."

 

Janita told him about the clues and the multiquest, or at least as much as she knew. The multiquest had changed somewhat except for the clues.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

11.1[22]

:huh: :huh: :huh:

 

The Gamegod was not pleased. He had gone to a lot of creative, and other trouble, to get his prototype 13 Ghoulawockys into the game. There was one massive primary one, three not as massive ones and nine even less massive ones. They were also planted in the District of Columbia where WashingtonDC was to be found, on the Fallout Gameworld; it was based on a centuries old SVR (super virtual reality) game but with changes including a fair amount of modding by himself and Gamelord type Gamemodders. The 13 Gamemodders had to have him authorise any mods they made before they could be implemented if at all.

 

Ghoulawocky #13 had vanished with out a trace. He had sent one of his dangerous Gamedemigods to find what had taken place but only after taking a 'peek' himself only to find not even the slightest clue to who-what was behind the heinous treachery.

 

Now it was revealed that the Multiquest clues given to the first active Gameteam had been interfered with. The final clue was meant to be himself, his great name, of the Gamegod but instead it had spoken of something known as the Mysterious Stranger.

 

He did not let himself rush into any response but spent time thinking as deeply as he could about it with out losing patience. Five minutes later he gave up the grand effort and sent a message to the Gamegoddess who could possibly, maybe, give him some good advise. The message went through the Gamegoddic Network that only a very few, at the very top, of the Game Pyramid could access let alone use to any great degree. That is except for the Gamebrain that was the core of everything that was important.

 

The Gamegod was confident that the problem would be solved very soon.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

12.1[23]

:happy: :geek: :ermm:

 

The Gameteam continued to look around the underground tram station because Janita played their Gamecard of a Random Prize. They also came upon another basic type of Prize Resources Bubble that gave the Gameteam one Prize Resources Pack or PRP. Homebase got 10 PRPs while Sanctuary Gamma got 100 of them. PRPs were of varied kinds and that type was of steel screws, nails and other such items. The Random Prize was in the form of 13 complete sets of relatively light-fast power armour along with a good deal of equipment-supplies related to them including spare parts and mod templates.

 

NPCs, Non Player Characters, could not even perceive such as the prize bubbles or so it was accepted to be. At the time that was the truth.

 

The Mysterious Stranger more than just listened to their accounts of the brief encounter with Ghoulawocky/13, as it was now recorded down as. They had sent a full report to the Gamelords after it was requested; the brief report that Janita had sent prior was considered good enough, under normal circumstances, but the Gamegod continued to be annoyed by the vanishing of Ghoulawocky/13.

 

The Rosema Mercenaries were pleased that the Ghoulawocky had escaped from the control of the Gamegod, which is something that they badly desired.

 

More skeletal remains!

 

Private Oddball squatted to examine the skeletal remains of a young woman. "Could any of these ones be resurrected back to newness?"

 

A change had taken place. Junk, semijunk, tradegoods were added to the new GameteamInventory, along with other items. This accumulating assortment, mass, of items thus influenced what was given out to whom, and much, in an ongoing manner. It meant that the Gameplayers did not need to constantly assess what was happening with every item or resources pack that they claimed. This did not include such as Prize Resources Packs.

 

Their title had changed from that of Gameplayers to Gameclones, an alteration that either annoyed them or, as in Oddball's case, that they were oblivious to.

 

12.2[24]

:cool: :devil: :geek:

 

The Mysterious Stranger spoke to them all, the twelve pausing in their activities to listen to him. "You now have nine Gameteamcube Cubechambers and much more resources than you used to have. As the FarWanderer, one has put into place a reason that you gained all this through the Great Game Engine, the Great Game Systemisation and the Great Game Protocols. You found a chamber."

 

A large autorobotic vending-machine moved to one side with a soft humming noise. Revealed was a metallic hatch door. Janita easily hacked the high level security network-system, deactivating turrets and security remoterobots on the other side of the hatch.

 

Inside was a secret chamber, a place where UCSIA (United Commonwealth Security Intelligence Agency) got things done through a small taskteam. It had three entrance-exits, including the working autorobotic vendor from which Gameclones had bought some items using EIDs (Emergency Issue Dollars) as tough cards and coins. It had lockers of equipment-supplies, that were partly empty, and it had a computer-network of consoles, terminals, 3Dscreens, and other mechanisms.

 

While the chamber gained them much as Gamecredit, new Gamepoints and Gamekudos, it was the datafiles that they found that really did the trick. It was information on the GEERP (Garden of Eden Earth Restoration Program) that the GECKs were only one part of though a very important one.

 

According to the data there were three kinds of GECKs being TypeAs, TypeBs and TypeCs.

 

They left the chamber mostly as they found it, taking only a very few items and doing their best to hide that they had been there at all. They took a AKM16A3 autorifle with semiautomatic grenadeshell launcher and an overhead attachment for something extra. They took a bigger AKM60A2 general purpose machinegun that included a semiautomatic grenaderocket launcher. They took ammo and other items linked with them. Of course they also took some other stuff.

 

Before they got to leave there, some other folk came along looking for it.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

13.1[25]

o_O o_O o_O

 

A big radmolerat was giving the FarWanderer Prime her views on the best kind of radmolerat snacks, indicating crunchy radmice were her favourite delicacy. She held up, gingerly, a small radmouse skull in her paws. The glowing sphere flashed patterns in response expressing quiet appreciation for her gourmet finesse.

 

Talon Thugmercs marched lazily by them both, not even noting their existence. They wore rough fatigues and basic body-armour made by settler industries along with smoothbore pipeguns, home made shotguns and rocketgrenade launchers along with an odd assortment of others. With them went basic wheeled carrierbots taking extra equipment-supplies but more supplies than equipment. The Talon Thugmercs had only general discipline but who could blame them given their poor pay, training and resources. They knew they were expendable and their loyalty was not great to the TalonCorp.

 

Thug-mercenaries were the lowest of the Talon Mercenary Corporation's castes. Above the Talonthugs were regular Talonguards and above those were elite Talontroopers. Talonthugs were more common than Talonguards but also considered more expendable. Talonguards mostly guarded places or convoys. Power armoured Talontroopers were nasty trouble shooters dealing with raiders, heavy duty bandits, gangers or anything else threatening DCSyndicate profits. Talonthugs were sent out, most often, to cause trouble for competitors seeking the same resources as the DCSyndicates.

 

DCSyndicates meant the powerful, wealthy, influential, greedy and brutal 15Families. Except there were constant dark whispers about a secret war raging between two alliances of the 15Families each of which controlled one DCSyndicate that in turned controlled its own territories.

 

The FarWanderer Prime picked up this much information from the Talonthugs and also that they were off to carry out a treacherous attack on one of the weaker DCSyndicates along with the family that controlled it. They were the Aliztas who ran a large chunk of the GrandMall they being a radghoulman family.

 

Who-what ever was behind the attack, hated the radghoulified including the more civilised radghoulmans. Indeed there was much that they hated including supermutants, animans, zetamans and much else.

 

That general reflection, of knowledge, was vague and did not give away the identity of who-what was behind the treacherous act.

 

When the radmolerat called her pack together, they then all vanished off to a much nicer place to live in. Compared to the Wastelands, that was not too difficult to achieve.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

14.1[26]

:wallbash: :wallbash: :wallbash:

 

Janita's people moved so fast as to zip from place to place, doing diverse tricks to make themselves harder to hit while others lay down covering fire. The enemy were power armoured cyborgs with no identification marks except for coded rank symbols. The power armour was light-fast, the figures moving speedily but much slower that the Rosema Mercenaries. There were a lot more of the foe than the supersoldiers.

 

Suddenly the shooting ceased as the enemy commander had signalled for a parley. Sensing not to trust the man, Janita signalled agreement just to see what she could learn.

 

The man spoke. "We have come to investigate the UCSIA outpost that I suspect you have already found. Did you and did you read the data in it?"

 

Janita responded. "We did and recorded it. The data does not belong to you. The UCA crumbled during, and just after, Doomsday. Some commonwealth governments have struggled onwards and perhaps one has thrived. None have claim to their resources though a few have made such claims such as the EagleEnclaven, the New Republic of California and the Patriotic Commonwealth League."

 

The man responded. "We represent the Patriotic Commonwealth League. It is too bad that you both read, and recorded, highly sensitive-classified material for now you must die." The he raised his big, powerful, battlerifle to shoot Janita with, not giving a signal that the parley was over. This was a major breakage of protocols but the lieutenant was not in the least surprised for facing her were bioengineered sociopathic clones of some kinds.

 

The enemy officer, for surely he was one, died as a pocketrocket penetrated his chest armour and exploded inside him, doing massive internal damage. The dead cyborg staid upright, held up by frozen cybernetic network-systems. The pocketrocket had been deliberately aimed so as to destroy special cybernetic robots that would have turned the dead cyborg into a limited combat robot.

 

Fighting intensified and the Rosema Mercenaries proved, once again, why they had been chosen as the very first Gameteam, of 13 elite units, to go into the Gameworld first. Again and again the cyborg clones fell, not one of them managing to become dangerously robotic.

 

The cyborgs did not belong to the Patriotic Commonwealths League because no such thing existed. Janita had made it up to test the cyborgs. Perhaps the now dead officer had not cared even if it knew she was lying or wasn't sure.

 

The Mysterious Stranger blew away two of the enemy with a pair of massive handguns that the Gameclones were soon calling handcannons.

 

After that all of the 31 enemy dead, their five deactivated hover carrierbots, were sent to the Gameteamcube where they materialised inside a main cubechamber dedicated to status storage.

 

The Mysterious Stranger was limited in how much he could help them but he was the one to warn them that more strangers were approaching but these were not of an automatically hostile nature. It was good news because, even for the veterans, killing was not the preferred option to solving problems.

Edited January 23, 2018 by Maharg67