This journal contains the memories of a man who survived the Mojave Wasteland during Fallout time, using pip-boy system to record the notes
Day #1 10/18
08:17 am This is October 18th, I’m Maikel Dhell Deshert, I’m 26 years old, now days only the present matters, right now I’m member of a faction names Gun runners, we are a group of people who dedicate to make, buy, sell and maintenance fire weapons, we have knowledge about pre-war weapons technology, what makes us a strong faction, we have enemies but who don’t have them?, our philosophy is weapons are power. I did not think twice before join this faction, because I’m really god with the trigger, using guns and pistols, specially the last ones, the love of shooting is inside my veins, also I know how to repair them and craft some unique pieces in the workbench, also I know how to show my work and sell it, I can barter with style.
08:45 am I just assure to record this notes, about my life time in this wastelands, you know in anytime would be my hour, who knows maybe someone will find this notes and it will serve in some way, I hope If you are reading this will help you in your travels. Right now I’m wearing a leather armor, it’s a light one, and I’m using a motorcycle helmet, because I know how savage the outside could be. For defend myself I’m with my buddy Colt 6520 a 10 mm pistol, for now I have only 50 bullets and four magazines charged with it, I hope use them carefully…
10:07 am So I’m moving on, out of the Gun runners station, walking forward, I can see a NCR flag not too far of here, I heard a shooting, it seems some thugs and NCR collide, was a big quantity of noise over there, I’m approaching to see what’s going on, I greet the NCR troopers, I saw just a couple of death bodies on the floor, busted, then I decide to turn back to ask for direction to my owns, because I notice I don’t know this places
10:35 am In the Gun runners post I talk with Isaac, he is on the workbench, I ahead to speak with him, and we talk about what is needed to make 10 mm bullets, this is what I need:
To 10 mm FMJ:
-Case 10 mm (0/1)
-Plumb pieces (0/12)
-Powder (pistol) (0/4)
-Primer (small pistol) (0/1)
To 10 mm round junk:
-case 10 mm (0/3)
-Tin can (0/1)
-Metal scrap (0/1)
This definitely will mark the difference outside.
10:35 am Talking with Isaac, we agree that Gun runners don’t have boss or a chief, we have our own leadership, we have technical skills for the development and maintenance of weapons, we work good alone, and it’s better for the faction.
Isaac told me I should go to take a look to New Vegas Trade center, so I moving on.
Walking on I notice the weather have changed, now its cloud, it feels like an inhospitable cold mixed with dirtiness. I look around and all what I see is junk, dirt and poverty. Keep walking on the RNC territory, I can see they have a little shacks, looks like some kind of improvised greenhouses, I decided take a look inside, they are planting and cultivating corns, these are highly fragile state and I don’t want to ruin them, also I have found a free water source and looks really clean, I’ll keep that in mind at this point. If RNC people caught stealing I would be in troubles, after I took some sips, I moving on outside of there.
I realize this RNC territory are crop fields, I took a rest in the Gun runners post.
14:15 pm Keep walking, not too far of the reunion point of the Gun runners, I see my self-faced to some thugs, they were armed, so I prepared my eye and start to shoot a hail of bullets, I notice they are many, so I step back, and for my lucky the members from my faction comes to support me after the exchange of bullets, screams and rage, we out alive all good, I say thanks, and keep on my way, I decide to loot the corpses, when I coming close I notice two of them are alive, I have to give them the grace shot, some of them had a filter gas mask, I took it, and use it, fits really good and give me more better breathe, because the mix of sand, toxic air and trash doesn’t feel too good for my lungs.
