WANDERSWASTES

'CAUSE THERE'S NO ONE LEFT FOR US TO BLAME.

indepedent & selective, 21+ only fallout multimuse, featuring the lone wanderer, courier 6, sole survivor and more, loved by kai (23, they/them, pst). low activity. minors dni, will not follow or interact with anyone under 21. proshippers dni.

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"you want to get out of the madre, don't you?" still is it an oddity to hear the voice of another now coming past her lips, voice still scratchy, raw, from the lack of having spoken in... a certain amount of time christine herself is no longer capable of calculating. an equal relief and strangeness found in being able to talk once again, with the only price of carrying a long-deceased woman's voice. in a sense, the ghost of vera keyes lives on through the scarred ex-scribe. yet, vera's voice has proven itself to be useful to a certain extent, so christine finds she can look past the haunted reluctance it brings her.

her finger trails down to gesture towards the collar that sits upon the courier's neck before she guides it to the one found around her own. practically a death sentence, the longer they stay on. until elijah has finally decided they've outlived their usefulness. which was only a matter of time. a rapidly approaching deadline.

she knows not carmine's reason for coming to the sierra madre in the first place, whether it be simply out of greed in response to the promise of riches, curiosity sparked over the radio broadcast or for any other undisclosed reason, nor does she know much else about the other woman, only what she's gathered from their already minimal interactions. but even then, she couldn't see any other person deliberately wanting to stick around the madre. perhaps a hyprocritical train of thought on her part but she cares less in the end about the opinions of most regarding her own being. there has been little time to truly mingle amongst the little group of individuals who have been drawn into less than ideal circumstances but frankly, making new friends been the least of her priorities.

WHICH DND CLASS SUITS YOUR PERSONALITY?

sorcerer : you’ve got a lot of self-confidence and most of the time you have what it takes to back up your own claims about yourself. you’re a charming improviser who can sometimes whip surprising and creative solutions out of thin air when it’s needed the most. some people might underestimate you, or think you’re just shallow and self-centered, but you have a lot of potential inside and you would love to shape it into something incredible.

WHAT'S YOUR SORCEROUS ORIGIN?

wild magic : your innate magic comes from the wild forces of chaos that underlie the order of creation. you might have endured exposure to some form of raw magic, perhaps through a planar portal leading to limbo, the elemental planes, or the mysterious far realm. perhaps you were blessed by a powerful fey creature or marked by a demon. or your magic could be a fluke of your birth, with no apparent cause or reason. however it came to be, this chaotic magic churns within you, waiting for any outlet. you’re naturally a bit of a chaotic person. you might find that you’re continually ending up in weird and unexpected situations, or that something that you thought was a good decision just spiraled out of control. you have a complicated relationship with luck- sometimes things go really well for you and sometimes nothing goes right for you and you can’t always explain why. you might be impulsive at times, or make decisions that you can’t really explain in retrospect. you’re just trying your best, even when things feel out of control.

charlie was born in the jefferson memorial in the capital wasteland to catherine and james beaufort, despite having been told by her father that she was born in vault 101. catherine lived long enough to get look at their daughter before things took a turn for the worst and she passed as a result, ultimately putting an indefinite pause on the work that she and james had dedicated themselves to. without catherine, james lost all of his motivation to put further effort into project purity, so he took his daughter and made his way to vault 101 under the assistance of a paladin from the brotherhood of steel's capital wasteland chapter, where they live for the following 19 years.

life in the vault for charlie seems as it should be, ordinary, up until the day james decides to leave and charlie makes the decision to follow him out into the wasteland, in the hopes to track him down for any kind of explanation. eventually, they reunite and charlie agrees to help him in seeing to it that project purity is seen through, catherine's dream brought to fullfillment at long last. though it doesn't all go down without a hitch. the enclave intervenes with the intent to take over the project with their own goals in mind, james manages to hold them back for a short while but at the cost of sacrificing himself and attempting to kill augustus autumn as well in doing so.

it is not exactly explained throughout fo3 how exactly the enclave came to know about project purity but it all began with a younger catherine (autumn) carrying her dream of bringing at least safe drinking water to that corner of the wasteland and approaching her older brother, augustus, and their father with just that in mind. needless to say, they did not share the same goals as she did and catherine made the ultimate decision to leave the enclave behind her for good. in doing so, she met james along the way and he agreed with her vision of things. not only that, but the two winded up falling for each other and the rest is history.

charlie does not know of her relation to augustus autumn through her mother but it would only further fuel the grudge harbored against him, in spite of him being the indirect cause of her father's passing.

with the assistance of that particular chapter of the brotherhood of steel, charlie is able to ensure that project purity is seen through at long last, her parents' dreams finally fulfilled. yet, it leaves her with no other reason to stick around the capital wasteland, as she felt. she leaves dogmeat is left in the care of butch deloria and charon's contract is left in the hands of moira brown in megaton before she ventures onward on her lonesome and makes her way to the distant mojave desert.

from the lone wanderer to courier 6.

it is a long journey but she ultimately made it. and it is not long at all before she was approached by one of mr. house's securitons with the offer of courier work. an odd request, delivering nothing but a platinum chip to the lucky 38 on the new vegas strip. one she didn't have a lot of time to ponder before she was tracked down by benny and shot in the head, the platinum chip stolen and charlie herself being left for dead in a ditch in the town of goodsprings.

if it weren't for the securiton, victor, finding her and the local doc patching her up, she likely would've died in that half-buried grave. gone are most of her memories, blurrs in the place of those that remain. the only clue and fragments of her past being the items she had on her upon being found in goodspring. one of which is a makeshift string necklace with two wedding rings (catherine and james) hanging on it, a forgotten memorial to the both of them.)

. . . LONG I STOOD THERE, WONDERING, FEARING.