are you still taking fallout asks? if so any opinions on veronica santangelo and/or cass?
Veronica is an unsung hero in her actual, secret, unbeknownst-to-her role in the Brotherhood of Steel, which is to drift around topside, attach to the most interesting and dangerous-looking person she can find like a lovable remora, become that person's close confidant, and eventually firmly wedge her emotional well-being as a protective barrier between the player character and the maniac juggernaut ass-kicking rampage that the Mojave chapter of the Brotherhood Of Steel would otherwise be so richly in line to receive. Approximately 1.3 million Mojave Brotherhood of Steel Chapters have survived the events of Fallout: New Vegas purely on the basis of the fact that a wholesale retaliatory slaughter over the bomb-collar thing or the doctor-slaughtering thing or the unapologetic banditry thing would make Veronica so very, very sad.
(Jokes aside, I've always thought it would be interesting to encounter a Brotherhood chapter or similar cult-like setup that actually does deliberately frontload their outreach with a low-ranking, charismatic fandom-bait follower, in order to try and leverage the same kind of out-of-universe emotional blackmail that causes people to not wipe out the Brotherhood just because they like Danse or Haylen specifically, for example.)
One other thing I find really interesting about Veronica comes from cut content for the post-game Vegas, where she she has a line expressing satisfaction at helping House secure the Mojave because his visionary tendencies remind her of Elijah. That's an outlook that interacts....interestingly with House's intense hatred of the BoS and the fact that in the shipped product it's impossible to complete his ending without cracking open the tin-cans. What's most likely going on is that the dialogue was recorded before it was decided that House would have an unbreakable hardline anti-Brotherhood stance, but it speaks to an idea that I find interesting- that Veronica, given the opportunity, would keep latching onto charismatic cult-leader visionaries who give her a sense of purpose, switching to a new one when she has no choice but to recognize that the current ship is sinking, and the reason this isn't identifiable as a tendency of hers within the game proper is that we catch her at the very start of the cycle to come. Even within the game I feel like this read is reflected in how comparatively easy it is to recruit her as a companion compared to everyone else, and how as far as I know, killing her entire family is the only thing you can do to make her abandon you, (and even then only sometimes.) I mean you can sell this woman to cannibals totally unprompted. Nobody does, because that'd be really mean, but she isn't necessarily the best judge of character!
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😡 for MacCready? (I mean, we all know he is a feral rat when it comes to junk xD)
Hey! Thanks for the ask!!! You're definitely right about him being a feral rat ahahahhaa.
We all know that Mac has an attitude the size of Texas and I really think his anger depends on the day. When he was younger, he was full of anger and everyone knew it, but I like to think that he mellowed out by the time he met Lucy and had Duncan.
When he has a decent day, his anger is probably at like a 10%, but when he has a bad day, it goes up exponentially. I kind of imagine Mac to be a pot of boiling water, the more it boils, the more it foams and when it reaches it's maximum tolerance, it spills over; same with Mac's anger. Once he's past his limit he blows up.
You know how he promised to try to be better for Duncan and try to not cuss, yeah.... that goes right out the window. He becomes the equivalent of 10 US Navy Sailors.
Depending on who and what the issue is, he'll probably say some rather harsh stuff that he might regret (does regret if its to sole). After his "explosion", he stalks off and away from everyone, climbs somewhere high and out of reach to collect himself (he has a tree house near Sanctuary that he built for Duncan but uses it too).
MacCready holds grudges. He's immature like that imo. Depending on the severity of what made him angry in the first place dictates the length of the grudge. Like if Hancock said something that rubbed Mac the wrong way on the wrong day, he'll probably be salty about it for a week, but if someone like Danse said the same thing, the grudge would last for months.
Alright, I’m going to sound like I’m on every chem known to fiend-kind, but I’m looking for a specific set of asks. It was fo4 companions reacting to a synth SS, I remember handcock and piper got mad about it? Were they yours? Have you seen them? I’m setting up missing posters on people’s mail boxes for them at this rate
Hmmm, okay, I have racked my brain on this, but I could not tell you where to find it, unfortunately 😅
I thought for a sec I might've written it, even, but I can't find it anywhere on my blog, so I must've been just thinking of something similar that I've done (FO4 Companions react to Sole turning into a ghoul, maybe? idk) But anyways, I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help. I wish you good luck though, and I hope you're able to find it! <3
1. Are they a human, ghoul, synth, or something else?
2. Are they a canon main character? (Lone Wander, Courier Six, etc.)
3. What is their SPECIAL?
4. What perks or tagged skills do they have?
5. What is their highest skill? Lowest?
PAST/PRESENT LIFE:
6. Were they born pre-war or post-war?
7. Do they wish they lived before the war / could go back to life before the war?
8. Did they live in a vault? If not, have they been inside of one?
9. Where did they grow up? Where do they currently reside?
10. What language(s) do they speak?
11. What type of education have they received?
12. Can they read, write, and/or do math?
13.What is the most frightening experience they have endured?
14. What is their fondest memory?
15. What is their proudest moment / accomplishment?
16. What is their biggest regret
17. Do they have a job? How do they make a living?
18. Do they have any disabilities, mutations, or implants / enhancements? Do they have any chronic illnesses?
SOCIAL:
19. Who (or what) are they emotionally closest to?
20. Who do they consider to be their family?
21. Do they travel alone or with a companion?
22. Do they have any pets?
23. How do they feel about physical touch / affection?
24. Do they have a romantic partner or partners?
25. Are they quick to trust others?
26. How would others describe them / their disposition?
27. What faction(s) are they a member of / allied with?
28. What faction(s) do they despise?
29. What is their moral alignment / karma?
30. What decisions have they made or actions have they done that affect their canon wasteland? (Did they blow up Megaton, have they killed/spared any major characters, etc.)
31. What is their goal in life? What impact would they like to leave when they’re gone?
DEFENSE/COMBAT:
32. What is their go-to weapon or weapon class?
33. What is their fight-or-flight response?
34. What armor / clothing do they typically wear?
35. Do they have power armor training? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
36. Have they ever saved someone’s life? Have they ever killed someone?
37. What is the worst injury they have experienced?
FAVORITES:
38. What is their favorite radio station?
39. What is their favorite song?
40. What is their favorite type of weather?
41. What is their favorite time of the day?
42. What is their favorite wasteland creature?
43. What is their favorite meal and drink?
44. What is their favorite smell?
MISC:
45. Do they have any specific hobbies or talents?
46. Do they play any sports? How about board games or card games?
47. Do they enjoy reading?
48. Do they collect anything?
49. What item(s) do they always have on their person?
50. Do they travel by foot or by other means?
51. Do they own a Pip-boy? If so, how did they get it?
52. Can they swim?
53. What do they think of the ocean?
54. Do they prefer showers or baths?
55. Are they past, present, or future oriented?
56. How do they feel about robots? (Eyebots, Mister Handys, Sentry Bots, etc.)
57. What is a sensation / texture they cannot stand?
58. Do they believe in luck? Do they have a good luck charm?
59. Do they idolize anything / anyone?
60. Are they religious? Spiritual?
61. What are their thoughts on chems and alcohol?
62. Do they have any weaknesses or struggle with any vices?
63.Do they need / wear glasses?
64. How / where do they generally sleep?
65. Describe their living space. (How do they decorate it? Does it have running water and/or electricity? Etc.)
Can you associate your Fallout OC with something beginning with each letter of the alphabet? Words, items or names. X can also be read as 'ex'. Fill this in and let others send you ASKS about a few of them for elaboration!
Vincent Hudson (Fallout 4) :
A - Atom Cats
B - Bullseye
C - cigars
D - deaf
E - Eleanora
F - father
G - General
H - horseshoe moustache
I - Ike's MIDknights
J - John-Jules
K - kampai
L - loves
M - Michael
N - Nathaniel
O - Olivia
P - painting
Q - queer
R - rifle
S - Sentinel
T - toe
U - uncle
V - Vaughn
W - whiskey
eX - Viperonica
Y - yegg
Z - Zander
Tagging for no-obligation fun:
@radioactive-synth @woodspurge @the-laridian @adventuresofmeghatron @aviatorfics @solesurvivorpaigeargot @anonymouscosmos @the-dubstep-strawberry @fuzzyizmit and you, dear reader if you fancy this!
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I might need a follow up to Self Destructively Selfless Vampire Sole and Hancock honestly his response got me shook
Thanks for the ask! I know now reading this back you wanted an after the fact comfort type of drabble, but I must've misread it my first time around so I made a whole drabble about before, leading up to and after a vampire sole feeding on Hancock thats super angsty... Sorry. If you want me to write a follow up- follow up post just let me know. 🤷🤷🤷
To keep things as simple as possible (and also because I'm complete ass at dialog) I have Hancock's dialog in red and Soles dialog in blue. Also this is my first attempt at writing anything like this so if it's not perfect, or completely sucks that's why (I know the pacing is weird lmao. Hopefullyill get better at that as time goes on). Please excuse the shitty grammar too I tried my best to fix all the typos I could find, but I'm sure there's still more I didn't catch so bare with me.
Also everything under the cut is entirely SFW as in not 18+ explicit, but
TW: Slight drug use, talk of death, slight self inflicted violence, distorted thinking and over all dark themes.
Him and Sole had been running another damn settlement errand for Preston when he noticed them looking a little unwell. They had been going all day without a single break and it was now the middle of the fucking night. He'd assumed it was the walking without stop for a whole week, or the exhaustion that made them look so sickly, and if it wasn't that then it was the infrequent food and water breaks that caused their cheeks to look especially hollow and their color to turn an ashy shade of grey. Come to think of it the last time he'd seen someone look that sickly was when his pa took him and his jack ass brother out fishing... he'd laughed at Mcdonough then, as he was spilling his lunch into the water, but they weren't his jack ass brother, they were Sole. He knew now that he saw them as a whole hell of a lot more than a friend... well he could admit it now at least. Truth be told he'd been enamored with them ever since they had walked into goodneighbor. Truth be told he'd been looking for any excuse he could find to take off with them, and when they straight up asked him to tag along with them, it was almost enough to make John believe in fate again. Almost. They still kept him at arms length, like they were scared to let him close. He didn't really blame them, he knew what he looked like, but still it cut deep in ways he didn't think he could hurt anymore.
He'd continued to walk beside them offering them a few chems to pass the time and help with their sudden illnes. His whole face would light up a little upon their acceptance, as he reached into his pocket for some med-x. Not his usual fix, but with the way they looked he figured they could use some and who was Hancock if not accommodating. They'd promptly roll up their sleeves for him to inject them casually falling into the same song and dance they'd been doing for months now. He liked how they never asked him for chems, but they never shyed away from the either. Most people only got close to him to get their fix, and he could tell that for them it was just an added perk of bringing him along. After peircing their pretty smooth skin in the ivory moonlight he'd kiss just under the spot he stabbed previously. Duality ya know?
"Always such a gentleman" they teased.
"You don't know the half" he winked suggestively. which made them roll their eyes hard and turn on their heels. He'd pull the jet container from his pocket and take a deep drag watching the way the moonlight hit their hair and made their eyes twinkle. Even in the darkness they seemed to have this sparkle about them... okay so maybe he had it bad, but they didn't have to know that. Not yet anyway.
The night sky twinkled above them. The stars and moon were the only thing illuminating their path. The rest of the hour was filled with the comfortable silence of the night as they moved closer to the spot Preston marked on their map. That's what he loved about sole he never had to force conversation because the silence was never awkward. Yet he also never had to stay silent because they were the easiest person to talk to in the commonwealth. He thinks thats why he fell for them... Because of how comfortable they made him feel. Sure he'd had plenty of hot and heavy relationships where his partner had him always on his toes, always waiting for the thrill of what came next, but with sole it was different. Sole made him feel safe, possibly for the first time in his life... and thats what scared him. Because he's not sure what he'd do to keep that safety. To keep them. He'd become addicted to them worse than any chem and the withdrawal would break him. He knew that, but like usual the high came before the low, and besides that'll be future him's mess to clean. For now he was gonna live in the moment and relish every damn second.
These thoughts continued to plague his thoughts as they moved closer to the settlement, costal cottage Preston had called it, he noticed Sole looking more and more weary. He again brushed it off, because if something was wrong they'd tell him right? Maybe it was just the jet playing tricks on him again. They're probably just tired or something, right?
As more time elapsed and they approached costal cottage Hancock immediately knew something was wrong with sole. Very wrong. Their breath was labored and they now had one hand wrapped around their torso and were struggling to walk straight. How could he have let it get this bad? He didn't know exactly what was going on, but one way or another it was his fault for not realizing how bad it was earlier. It was his fault for being to caught up in his own head to pull it out of his ass for a second and realize what was going on. He looked around the open terrain in an attempt to find shelter, thought the darkness really wasn't helping... he could just barely make out a completely destroyed house farthest from them, but thankfully nearest was a decent looking shed. Perfect. He wrapped his arms around their waist and silently began pulling them towards it. Dammit, he hated himself for letting it get to this point, but there would be plenty of time to beat himself up about it once he got to the bottom of it.
As he made his way over to the shed sole in his arms he heard the sound that could only be mirelukrks popping up out of the ground. Dammit this day really couldn't get any worse. Instead he opted to pick sole up beneath the legs and rush them bridal style into the shed. Quickly diving into their waistband he retrieved the small pistol they kept there and placed into their limp hands. Shit they looked really bad. This was the worse damn time for this...
"I'll be right back if anything happens yell okay?" he said standing and turning on his heels quickly dashing back outside
"Hey! You crabby fucks come and get me!" he yelled violently into the darkness leading the lurks away from the shed. He could hear their legs hitting the ground, and their claws preemptively snapping at him more than he could see them. He ran as fast as he could, shotgun already in hand, he begun taking his aim. He shot at them one by one making sure the each got a taste of how pissed he was. Truth be told he probably did need something to shoot just then...
once they were dealt with he ran back over to Sole's limp figure frantically. He dropped to his knees and began assessing the damage. There were no visible wounds somehow. How could that even be possible? The way they fell to the ground... they were clearly severely ill... which meant it was probably something more underlying and serious. Shit.
"Hancock...." He jumped at the sound of their voice. Got it was good to hear them, but damn did they sound weak.
"It's okay sole, it's gonna be okay. let's get outta here..." He began to position his hands under their legs preparing to carry them bridal style yet again to get them out of here and to help.
"No!" they grabbed his arm once again rendering him stunned "We can't john"
"You're hurt we need help! Hold still."
"John stop! Listen to me!" They yelled causing him to stop his attempt to pick them up.
"John... I've been meaning to tell you... I really have it's just... the timing was never right and-" he sat silently waiting for them to finish confused as to what they could even possible be about to tell him
"I-I'm.... Im a vampire..." They finished softy. Well he definitely wasn't expecting that. Their face was unreadable and their overall tone was very emotionless and empty sounding. Anger boiled into his brain. Seriously they were fucking with him at a time like this?
"Are you kidding me? Im a funny guy, but nows not the time for jokes sole!" How could they be joking when they were in such pain!? he was scared and they were trying to prank him? Seriously? What was their problem? He looked a way for a second trying to gain composure of himself.
"John...." They grabbed his face on either side forcing him to make eye contact "I'm not joking...." the sincerity in their voice and eyes caught him off guard... christ they really weren't joking... but how? Nevermind that he could ask all the questions he wanted once they were okay.
"Listen sunshine you're still not exactly tellin me what's wrong here..." He can't believe he's actually buying this bullshit! if this turns out to be an elaborate prank he's gonna be so pissed
"I- I haven't fed in a while... like a long while... I'd been avoiding it- I don't like hurting people, and now I'm sick like really sick... and I'm not sure how long I've got... and I-" He kept waiting for them to say they were kidding or gave any indication that they were making this all up, but when no such sign ever came the dark reality of it began to settle in. They were sick. Dying even. His Sole. Hurt. But all they needed was blood right? He could give them that. He'd happily give them that
"So that's all you need? Blood? Well shit sunshine, you should've just said something" He said already rolling up his sleeve
"No!" They screamed pushing him backwards not enough to make him fall, but enough to make him loose his balance "I don't want to hurt you." They said their voice sounding small and defeated.
"I'll be alright sunshine, I've had plenty worse. Trust me" he said regaining his balance and opting to lean against the wall and sit beside them this time.
"You don't understand!!!" They said tears swelling in their eyes as their lips began to quiver
"Then help me to..."
"I could drain you Hancock! I could hurt you!" they wailed the tears that had been threatening to spill earlier finally cascading down their face. they turned away frantically trying to wipe their tears
"But you won't." he said resting his hand on their damp chin bringing their eyes to his again
"No I won't do it Hancock! I won't hurt you. I'd rather die than hurt you!" They said again pushing him away. The previous anger came back to Hancock rapidly, composure failing miserably. Like hell he was gonna sit here on his ass and watch them die! Fat chance. Not after diamond city. Not again, never again. He was thinking of someway to gently say that when they tried to get up and fell hard against the old wall. That's what set him over the edge
"Let me fucking help you sole! Let me make this better! I can't sit here and watch you die is that what you'd have me do huh?" Their head whipped around their features clearly displaying their shock. The shock only lasted for a second however because then their nostrils flared in anger.
"What do you want me to do!? Hurt you!? I'd rather fukcing die Hancock and if that makes you hate me at least that's something you get to live with!" Usually he loved their fire, hell it was what drew him to them in the first place, but right now, while it was directed at him all he could see was red.
"Don't you dare act like you're doing me a favor in hurtin' yourself! I told you what not being able to save the ghouls in diamond city did to me, and I didn't even know half of them! What do you think losing you is gonna do huh? Do you think I'll just be able to move on? I seriously thought you knew me better than that...." Hancock was seldom a screamer when he argues, but his words carried more than a little bite in them. He'd be shaking from head to toe with anger. He was so pissed that they were wasting time arguing when they could be fine in a matter of seconds. He doesn't get how they don't understand that they are way more important to him then he could ever be to himself! He'd had enough of this opting to take the quicker more painless route he took his knife out from around his waist and brought it to his wrist. Not like he enjoyed the pain, but for sole? He'd do anything to make sure they were okay.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Sole screeched in horror as the crimson fluid already began leaking from the wound. That's when he realized how fucked up the whole ordeal probably looked right now..Yeah it hurt, but he hadn't be thinking about the pain... kinda like how he wasn't gonna think about how messed up this was right now. He just can't think about that right now its already been done. On an impulse on a whim even....but again not thinking about that...Just like how he wasn't gonna think about how far away from any real doctors they were, or how if something went wrong he was essentially screwed. Nope all he could allow himself to think of was sole. They'd be okay. That's all that matters.
"Making sure you stay alive" he said shoving his wounded wrist into their face. At first they resisted fighting his arm away, but finally they gave in and he felt them bite down against his forearm. God that hurt. In that moment he knew that weren't joking about the whole vampire thing because God those fangs hurt....Yeah this wasn't the best idea he's ever had. He'll admit it... but hey love makes you do crazy things.....He began to feel dizzy.. his head felt way to fuzzy right now too and the already dark sky was going even blacker at the edges. He was fighting to stay conscious... fighting to stay with sole... to make sure they were alright. After what felt like an eternity he felt their fangs leave his skin and met their teary eyes.
"That's it sole.... I'm-...I'm Glad you finally came to your senses.... I'm not sure what I would've done if you hadn't...."
The last sentence was barely a whisper on his scared lips... as the lure of sleep washed over him. Truth be told he knew what he would've done with out them, that's what scared him. He makes a lot of jokes about going feral, or being a monster, but he fears what would've happened if he spiraled into that darkness. Although truth be told he only ever truly was a monster to himself, but cognitive thoughts and logic rarely make there way into the deep fears that inhabitant his inner psyche.
When he eventually did wake up he was in an entirely unfamiliar bed. His body protested as he tried to sit up so instead he flopped back down unceremoniously onto the lumpy mattress beneath him. He rubbed his eyes a few times desperately trying to take in his surroundings. If he was dead he definitely wasn't in any sort of heaven or paradise.... surprising absolutely no one, he knows. The smell of wet ghoul hit his nose. God there really is no smell quite as pungent. That's when he realized where he was, he recognized this lumpy mattress it was the one he had help sole drag in here a few weeks prior. He was at the Slog! it was then he caught a glimpse of Soles body sitting in a chair near his bed reading some book. So they were here. more importantly they were safe. Good.
"Hey there sunshine.... ya miss me?" he called out effectively startling them into dropping their book.
"John! I'm so glad your okay!" They rushed to his side and grabbed one of his hands.
"So you wanna tell me what the hell happened back there?" he said wasting no time to cut to the chace
"I-" they started avoiding eye contact and slouching in on themselves as they promptly released his hand bring it instead to the space on their nose right between their eyes and pinching gently theor brows furrowed "I really had been meaning to tell you John... I swear. It's just I... I didn't know how you would take it... and I.... I was scared you would hate me... and then it all just happened so fast, and god I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt you John, but I understand if you think it's better if we go our separate ways" John's heart leaped out of his chest at the last words. Their expression was uncharacteristicly somber and that scared him. Were they really gonna leave him!? He didn't want them to! Especially not over some silly little mistake
"Separate ways!? Over a flesh wound? Don't flatter yourself sunshine I've had worse." They shook their head clearly exasperated with the topic. Tears of what John assumed to be frustration rolling down their cheeks
"John you're not understanding... I Hurt you. I could have killed you. I barely didn't.... I can't risk losing you. Not like that." Oh. That's what it is... they're also scared to lose him. Was it for the same reason he was, He wondered? Nows definitely not the time he corrected his stupid love drunk brain.
"People die every day out here... I shouldn't have to tell you that, and besides I knew you wouldn't hurt me... I told you that didn't I?" They met his gaze. Their hurt eyes continued streaming tears down their pretty face as they shook their head yet again. This time more assertively than before.
"John I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you being okay with this! I'm a monster! I have to hurt people just to survive. I-... I have nothing to offer you. You'd be better off acting like we never met." The finished turning their face away from his as they tried desperately to wipe their tears
"But we did Sole, and I wouldn't have any it other way. Everything I do is dangerous, hell I took a damn drug just because I couldn't stand looking at myself! You're not gonna hurt me sunshine okay? Not any worse then I've hirt myself... what about blood bags have you tried those?" He asked frantically trying to make some headway in this seemingly pointless argument...and to avoid the topic of his own self destructive behaviors because by god now was not the time for a lecture. He loved them, but sometimes they could be so stubborn it was like arguing with a brick wall
"Their expensive John... and rare.. I can't rely on something that I may or may not be able to scrounge out of an old medical cellar."
"That's what you got me for. I'll order a shipment for goodneighbor as soon as we get back. Listen you hauled my ass back here when you could've just dipped and left me there to rot. You did that because you're a good person sole."
"I really wish I could belive that... you should rest... we'll talk more later" they said picking up his hand again and holding it against their cheek.
"Then stick around... I'll just have to teach ya how great you really are sunshine" he said motioning to the other side of the bed. They slowly crawled in beside him and nuzzled their tear soaked eyes into the side of his arm. He instead decided to throw the arm around them and kiss the top of their forehead surprisingly innocently for himself with his scared lips. They stayed like that for a while just basking in eachothers presence until Hancock finally drifted off to sleep again with them in his arms. Things were hardly perfect, or even really fixed between them but it was a start and that's more than Hancock had ever dreamed of having.
Fallout 4 companions respond to getting captured by Super Mutants (for optional added angst, maybe even getting turned into a super mutant). Strong not included for obvious reasons.
Ada: "Be advised: My guardian has equipped me with a tracking device in the event of my capture. You lack the privileges necessary to access their estimated time of arrival."
Ada is always matter-of-fact about her situation, even if her legs aren't functioning and she's squashed between two bags of body parts on the floor of an abandoned hospital. She's also patient, and content to wait until the sole survivor comes to retrieve her. In the meantime, she'll run escape scenario algorithms to determine the best way out of the building. Not affected by FEV for obvious reasons.
Cait: "Are you f***ing serious?! I'll tear your ears off with my bare hands and string them on a necklace! You don't know who you're messin' with, you green bastards!"
No one can match Cait in sheer viciousness when fighting to free themselves, but even she has her limits. The sole survivor would likely find her in a cage, hyperventilating and on the verge of tears. If the super mutants made the mistake of exposing her to FEV, she would tear the nest apart herself. Mutation would be another internal struggle for Cait, but I think she could successfully make peace with her new state of being if given enough time. A makeshift, giant baseball bat might help.
Codsworth: "Unhand me, you brutes! By God, the class of people I'm forced to associate with these days just keeps falling!"
Pre-war Codsworth is constantly offended by the super mutants' behavior, particularly their lack of housekeeping. He can't help bemoaning his situation for all to hear, something that would probably annoy the super mutants enough to bonk him on the dome until he shuts down. Some assembly required once the sole survivor catches up with him. Not affected by FEV for obvious reasons.
Curie: "While we are waiting, would any of you mind answering some questions for me about how you came to exist in this state? Ça vous dit?"
With a wide new world of oddities to study, Curie takes her abduction as yet another opportunity to learn. If nothing else, she can observe super mutants in their natural- or at least chosen- habitat. Prior to her synth transition, not affected by FEV for obvious reasons. Post-synth transition, however, I think Curie would take the mutation as an opportunity to study the effects that turn a person into a super mutant. I don't think she would lose her bubbly personality, similar to the way Lily the nightkin retained some of her old sense of self.
Danse: "You may have the upper hand today, but you and the other freaks of nature are fighting a losing battle." [spits]
Having lost the most to super mutants in the past, Danse fights his captors until he is completely spent. In fact, the sole survivor would have to practically carry the man home for a lengthy recovery, something his suit of power armor would definitely help with. Mutation into a super mutant is one of Danse's worst nightmares, and if exposed to FEV, he would beg the sole survivor to show him the same mercy he once showed Cutler.
Deacon: "Oh yeah, this reminds me of that summer I spent camping out on the National Mall. You even look familiar. Know anyone by the name of Uncle Leo?"
Like in every tight spot he's ever been in, Deacon masks his stress level with quick wits and quicker retorts. Most likely to slip his confines, let the sole survivor fight their way to the heart of the nest, then reveal he was free the whole time and they needn't have bothered. If exposed to FEV, Deacon would probably panic and enlist the sole survivor's help in searching for a cure, positive that a mutated countenance would irreparably damage his ability to help the Railroad. Then again, he might see it as a "new look" and use it to his advantage for a bit.
Dogmeat: [snarling]
Any super mutants that get their hands on Dogmeat are highly likely to lose fingers. Still, there's not much the canine can do if he's put in a cage, other than bark and wait for rescue. While FEV leaves many dogs as aggressive shells of their former selves, I think Dogmeat would be largely okay with his new green-and-bulky form and would still happily guard settlements and follow the sole survivor around, not unlike Gracie from Far Harbor.
Hancock: "Whoa, whoa relax. I've got time to hang out for a bit, no need to get all worked up. Don't stain the coat, I doubt you can cough up the caps to get it cleaned."
Of all the companions, Hancock is the most unbothered by becoming a super mutant captive. It's just another wasteland adventure, albeit one where the opposing cast of characters are all at least two feet taller than him. He might earn some bumps and bruises for being unable to keep his smart mouth shut, but he'll just bide his time until he spots an opening to wreak havoc and escape, or until the sole survivor comes along to wiggle him out. Not affected by FEV for obvious reasons.
MacCready: "You know, I'm getting real sick of you green lunatics. Spent almost a decade living next door to some of your cousins, and they knew enough not to mess with me."
Upon capture, MacCready would roll his eyes and accept that he's going to have to wait for some help. He'd get more desperate the longer his wait went on though, envisioning a world where Duncan lost his dad without getting to say goodbye. Mutation wouldn't necessarily dampen his spirits at first: After all, if anyone can find a cure, it's the sole survivor.
Valentine: "Not exactly a group of masterminds, are you?"
At this point, Nick is used to getting abducted and locked up by just about every group in the Commonwealth. He knows super mutants well enough to know they don't listen to reason, but he can't resist getting in a jab or two about how he's far from edible. Not affected by FEV for obvious reasons.
Piper: "So, uh, what's say I write up a column about how super mutants are seriously misunderstood creatures and we'll call it even? No?"
Piper might have similar levels of confidence as Deacon, but hers are much more likely to waver when faced with possible death by ingestion. Her quips would be fewer and more nervous until the sole survivor arrived, at which point she would put her game face back on and cheer her rescuer along. If exposed to FEV, she would beg the sole survivor to help her find a cure for Nat's sake, and eventually weasel the information about Virgil out of them.
Preston: "I didn't need to get up close to know why you're called 'uglies,' but here we are."
While terrified at what the super mutants might do to him, Preston is the most level-headed when captured. He's already great under pressure in battle, and he's used to setting his own fears aside to find solutions for his woes. Most likely to have more people coming to his rescue than the sole survivor alone, due to his role with the Minutemen. If exposed to FEV, Preston would likely accept his fate with dignity, and make the sole survivor promise to dispatch him if he turns violent. I don't think he would, though, and the Minutemen would probably be more accepting of a super mutant officer than most.
X6-88: "I can afford to wait for field assistance, mutant. They will not make the mistakes I did."
X6-88 accepts his predicament calmly, like he accepts everything that happens to him. If unable to free himself, he will patiently wait for the Institute help he knows is coming, even if it's just the sole survivor with a pipe pistol. Regarding FEV mutation, turning into a super mutant might be the straw that breaks the camel's back for X6-88. In the Institute's eyes, the Courser is now hideous and no longer viable in the field: In X6-88's opinion, though, he is even stronger and more dangerous than he was before. I could see him finally choosing to desert his post out of a growing sense of self-preservation once transformed.
BONUS!
Gage: "Well look who's suffering from delusions of adequacy! I'd call you f***ers dumb as rocks, but at least a rock can hold a door open."
Porter Gage is great at heckling, and just good enough that he toes the line right up to where super mutants would start to understand he's insulting them. The sole survivor would likely find a gaggle of them around his confinement space, convinced he's complimenting them when he's actually being very rude. Breaking him out gives him the biggest smile. Becoming mutated himself might actually benefit Gage in the long run, as the raiders he used to be wary of would instead find themselves newly-wary of the Overboss' right-hand man.
Longfellow: "Too bad you aren't one of the more reasonable ones. Might've saved your skin."
Longfellow treats his own capture with a sense of humor, acknowledging that he's not as young as he once was and might need help now and then. Chuckles the whole time the sole survivor is fighting their way to him, and grateful upon release. If turned into a super mutant, he'd shrug, accept his fate, and ask to be escorted to live with his friend Erickson up near Far Harbor.
Maxson: "I welcome the day you and your kind meet total destruction."
If Danse is angry about being captured by his sworn enemies, Maxson is seething. Kidnapping a Brotherhood Elder is something that shouldn't even be possible in his eyes, let alone by super mutants. Once freed, he would do his best to erase the nest from the earth: Fire, missiles, tactical nukes if necessary. Also like Danse, Maxson would order the sole survivor to mercifully dispatch him if he were mutated. Additionally, he'd have them destroy any evidence of his exposure to FEV, and simply turn in his holotags with the news that he had perished in the line of duty.
Desdemona: [livid silence]
Plunks herself down, lights a cigarette if her hands are free, and waits. Eventually, the sole survivor or Glory will turn up, and she'll give them one, lingering look of disappointment before vanishing into the Commonwealth ruins. Least likely to get captured in the first place. If mutated, she would reassume her job as leader of the Railroad with no comment, and everyone else would know better than to ask.
toughness, lead belly, rad resistance, commando, actionboy
if tag skills are in play... gun. his skill is gun
10. What language(s) do they speak?
raised enclave so: american 🌠🦅🎆💣
16. What is their biggest regret
ooo hard choice. he is honestly full of many. by in game events a lot of it has to do with sister gwyneth ‘ should have seen it coming. should have warned her. should have talked to her more ’
22. Do they have any pets?
in verses w his otp they have a little black cat named zombie. by default though he is one of those dads who didnt want pets — scene one: ‘ we cant take care of that. thats a bad idea. ‘ scene two: richter tucking pet into bed with a big blanket
37. What is the worst injury they have experienced?
he has overall been pretty lucky in terms of battlewounds. maybe a bullet graze. possibly fractured a toe. his canon starvation experience was the most physically and mentally traumatic occurrence for him
40. What is their favorite type of weather?
hed say when atom blesses the island with a radstorm its a good day— but the survivalist in him prefers clear days with high visibility
57. What is a sensation / texture they cannot stand?
hahaha getting touched bothers him but its a social / tough guy thing. if he feels safe and can relax he cant get enough though
he also feels pain more minutely than any of my other characters so he would be much grumpier about things like burlap. it would be hard for anyone to tell though because he just seems grumpy all the time anyway haha