#vincent undefined

"The mirelurks that erupt from the sticky blue river are a little more of a challenge than usual. It's no surprise really, they must be on the craziest sugar-rush. These Nuka-Lurks even glow blue!

We shoot and smash our way onward. I unlock a few doors at the backs of fake room sets, peering through but carrying on down the river awhile. Suddenly there's a hole in a wall. I peer through and see an Assaultron. My grenades arc through the air, downing one but it turns out that the metallic matron of mayhem has sisters.

"Y'need a hand wi' that, boss?" Gage yells over the last few shots into a Nukalurk.

Vin swivels into the hole, fires his trusty Gauss Rifle several times and hears two assaultrons crumple before swinging back out, shouting: "If I need a Miss Nanny, Gage, I'll paint ya white and get ya two more eyeballs..."

~ From Vincent, Undefined on Ao3. Art by myself.

It was one of those mornings that creeps up on you like a headache. The fog blanketed the island so thickly, you'd think the whole place was hungover and reluctant to get outta bed, especially with the sky being that particular shade of green. I don't miss that feeling, I tell ya.

My partner had breezed off back to the Commonwealth to let the Nakanos know we'd found their kid, and that the stubborn young broad had refused to leave until we found out what was really going on with my limited edition batch-mate. Hmm, 'brother' is a bit too familiar a term, don'tcha think? We may have rolled offa the same production line but it's always what's inside that counts and my instincts were screaming that this DiMA's a wrong number. On the one hand, he's a bunch of complex, auto-didactic algorithms and on the other I'm… a copy. A copy of the complex pattern of brainwaves that the original Nick Valentine unwittingly gave to C.I.T. on the false promise of therapy. Turns out, he got his therapy two centuries later, the old-fashioned way. Just by finding a friendly ear.

Vin's the kinda pal you drink outta the same bottle with. Only now I'm beginning to wonder if he fell in it.

@adventuresofmeghatron tagged me in Six(ish) Sentence Sunday and I had nothing... but now I do! It's just the very beginning of the last chapter of 'Vincent, Undefined' and a first draft at that but here you go! Cue the noir jazz and Valentine's husky voice:

It was one of those mornings that creeps up on you like a headache. The fog blanketed the island so thickly, you'd think the whole place was hungover and reluctant to get outta bed, especially with the sky being that particular shade of green. I don't miss that feeling, I tell ya.

My partner had breezed off back to the Commonwealth to let the Nakano's know we'd found their kid, and that the stubborn young broad had refused to leave until we found out what was really going on with my limited edition batch-mate. Hmm, 'brother' is a bit of a familiar term, dontcha think? We may have rolled offa the same production line but it's always what's inside that counts and my instincts are screaming that this DiMA's a wrong number.

I'm still pleased with how this one turned out. I feel like I captured his [redacted] age and his [reluctant to show you the real Deacon] personality.

I still intend to write his story, set within Vin's world, between Chapter 18 of Vincent, Undefined (parallel with Chapter 2 of Vincent, Redefined) and Derailed

[Find these fics over on Ao3 - archiveofourown]

(on archiveofourown.org)

Now I'm aiming for 9k words makimum (9,999 would still count) but looking at what is left in my plan, I am going to have to be...minimalist with some of it.

My gameplay: Reunited! I went straight from Corvega to Goodneighbor. Well, I got very lost / dead trying to find it but finally managed at lvl 8 (on Very Hard mode, mind you)! Cleared the Warehouses and had to stop for now. Oh how I miss my gauss rifle..

My Fics and Writing 'Vincent, Undefined'

My original fic, "Vincent, Redefined", started as posts written right here, as short holotape entries to share my gameplay in an engaging, storytelling style.

I may have got a bit carried away.

It began in October 2016, introducing a co-writer in Part 2 and went on until July 2017. I then replayed the game with a few other characters (Skylar, Lorelei, Glenn) and wrote some series and short challenge fics based on them (Blue Sky Beneath, Broken Lore, Vault 831) though not all were finished.

In December 2018 I'd been playing Fallout 76 since Beta. I wrote four chapters about my character Enid but 76 is a very different game. By May 2020, after Wastelanders was added and I'd created Ricky Gee to experience it from the beginning again, I started writing Hangovers. The ball was rolling again.

I realised that there was a way to link Fallout 4 with Fallout 76, thanks to two characters who could arguably exist across the span of two centuries.

Having missed my favourite Fallout 4 OC Vin, I decided to ask my co-writer @woodspurge if she'd take up the virtual pen to give voice to our favourite companion again and so we wrote MacCready, Redefined, which, with other Tumblr friends' contributions and with the Epilogue, brought the series to a natural end.

I was really enjoying playing Fallout 4 as Vin again... then the dratted 0kb bug struck. All his saves were unreadable. Gone.

So, after a small meltdown, I decided to fix my game which meant deleting it from the PS4 and reloading it. So now, Vin mkII and I are happily exploring the vanilla version of the game. I will at some point, restore the DLCs but not the CC content, pretty as it is.

So how does that affect Vin's story?

Well, the original Vincent, Redefined only starts just before he makes the decision to destroy the Institute and with whom. So, there was a whole prequel story waiting to be told! With one important detail to change: in my original game, Vin hadn't actually romanced MacCready.

So this time, I'm making sure that happens early in game, though not early in the story.

Here is a Masterpost of the various parts of Vincent, Redefined, to which Vincent, Undefined will become a prequel.

[MASTER POST - VINCENT, REDEFINED]

Questions are most welcome. One last note: if you read any of this, please always leave a comment, short and sweet or long and detailed! Thankyou.

Vincent, Undefined

Testing…testing…this old thing still workin'?

[Rewind. Play. <i>Testing…testi*crackle*ng…this old thing still workin'?</i> ]

Good enough. Okay, well… guess this'll be just like therapy. Um, my name's 'Nate'.. no, scratch that. My name is Vincent. Vincent Nathaniel Hudson. I am… was.. a Staff Sergeant in the U.S. military. My family… no. I'm no longer married. I don't even know if I'm still a father or not… our son, Shaun… he was taken. I fell for a f***ing con, got trapped in a science experiment gone wrong... *crackle* [sigh].

Two hundred odd years. I can barely process it all still. Giant bugs, skeletons everywhere…Codsworth is still goin'. At least his guarantee was good. Me? I'm all out of guarantees.

I don't know who I am anymore. I know I'm not Nate, not without Nora… oh god. Nora… She always used to call me by my army nickname. Codsworth still calls me Mr. Vincent, though. I guess I have that, at least. My name.

WARNING: Mature, swearing, there will also be graphic depictions of violence and moderately graphic intimate scenes later on.