#zetan

Fallout's Zetans the second they lock eyes with you regardless of your intention:

We can frame the relationship between Jack Crawford and this pint-sized Zetan mechanical genius with vivid detail. It’s a perfect mix of sarcasm, brilliance, and chaotic brain chemistry—human scientific legend meets alien grease goblin.

🤝 How They Met:

Jack first encountered Gleebor shortly after his post-cryogenic reawakening, during his early excursions in the Area 51 ruins. He was investigating anomalous energy readings—Gleebor was already there, waist-deep in Zetan-integrated Pre-War tech, drinking Nuka Cola and talking to a toaster.

JACK: “You’re the thing beaming Zetan signals on Earth frequencies?” GLEEBOR: “You’re the carbon-based meatbag who just walked into my lab without knocking?” JACK: “…Fair.”

A few moments later, they were debating capacitor throughput and rewiring a derelict Eyebot to play “Rocket 69” through a quantum speaker.

🧠 Their Dynamic:

Jack CrawfordGleebor ZalnarakCalm, calculated reformerHyperactive Nuka addictPrefers stable systemsJury-rigs everything into a bombRespects alien techThinks Earth tech is "cute garbage"Plasma scientistReality-breaking mechanicSarcasticExtra sarcastic

VALE: “Talking to them at once is like watching a science fair being set on fire… and then win Best in Show anyway.”

🔊 Typical Exchange:

GLEEBOR: “I replaced your rifle's cooling coil with a Zetan pulse modulator. It hums now. Cool, right?” JACK: “That rifle cost me seventeen blacksite clearances and a finger.” GLEEBOR: “And now it sings. You’re welcome.”

JACK: “You rebuilt my plasma rifle into a guitar.” GLEEBOR: “You said it needed tuning!”

🧬 Shared Respect:

Despite wildly different temperaments, Jack deeply respects Gleebor’s raw genius. Gleebor, in turn, sees Jack as the only human who can keep up, and maybe the only one who gets how heavy it is to be smarter than everyone else in the room.

JACK: “I don’t always understand what the hell you’re doing.” GLEEBOR: “But you understand why, and that’s enough.”

They don't always get along. Sometimes Jack disables Gleebor's lab with an EMP "accident." Sometimes Gleebor attaches rocket boosters to Jack’s coffee machine. But when they collaborate?

They rewrite physics.

🛸 Joint Projects Include:

Q-48 Matter Modulator (Jack’s signature rifle — Gleebor refined the heat dispersion system)

Chronos-Wrist Quantum X (Evolved Pip-Boy with alien neural feedback)

Project RENAISSANCE (Rebuilding human-Zetan cooperative tech from pre-War war remnants)

A hovering Nuka-Cola fridge that sings and launches stimpaks (don’t ask)

💬 Gleebor on Jack:

"He's like… the best human I’ve met. Bit grumpy. Very 'I'm the past and the future'. Kinda smells like laser oil. I like him."

💬 Jack on Gleebor:

"He’s what happens when you give a hyperactive genius access to every rulebook and tell him 'you can ignore it'. I love him. I hate him. But if I ever die, I want him to rig my tombstone to fire plasma at looters."

Fallout 76 icons (including several that were never officially added to the game)

Some are just cropped versions of existing in-game magazine covers but nonetheless they'd make nifty pfps.

an institute mad scientist decided to conduct some further research on mysterious sights of aliens. and got abducted in the process. she was turned into an abomination but somehow still kept her brain!!

she now lives in far harbor, she used to live in the observatory until dima came, he didnt notice she was living there and she was ABSOLUTELY CONVINCED he was sent to kill her.

sometimes she points at people and screams for up to 10 seconds and when asked why she calls them stupid for not getting the reference.

Aliens!

Protectrons!

Robot Armour!

...and a special appearance by Three Dog!

It's just too gosh-darned cute.