Fallout 4 CSEP: All Americans
Project Overview
About All Americans:
All Americans is a quest mod that adds a new group into fallout 4's wasteland, the All Americans, they are a biker gang of outlaws and veterans. The mod includes several side quests with characters outside of this main group, including one exploring the female sole survivor's backstory as a lawyer. Given this project is still in development any lines shown here are WIP and subject to change, same with word counts.
Instructions:
I am requiring everyone to have a half-decent mic, at least as good as a blue yeti, and to join the discord(I will send the link in a private message after I accept the submission) where you will share the files and WIP with me and I will give tips and directions. Please save everything as a WAV file, I would prefer each line to be individual files, with multiple takes so I can choose the best one for the context, but if you would rather just give it to me in one big file I can easily cut it up on my own. Try to have minimal to no background noise, although I can remove it it would be easier just to not have it there.
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Hawk is a Leader, Strong-willed, older man, grizzled, is willing to do what needs to be done. He's the president of the All Americans, a pretty serious man who has some military history
Player: Who are you?
“I’m Hawk, leader of the All Americans, I try to keep the rest of these misfits in check.”Player: What can you tell me about the gang?
“We’re outlaws, cast aside from where we once belonged and now we live together free of our pasts.”Player: What are the rules around here?
“Respect is key, respect your brothers, respect your elders, respect the colors. We also require all members to have a bike, but I’ll let you off the hook for now if you don’t have one.”
Leaders brother, younger than Hawk, does what his brother tells him to do, a bit of a yes man, lives in his brother’s shadow (isn't a fan of that part).
Player: Who are you?
“I go by Eagle, my brother is Hawk, we’ve been side by side since we were little, he’s always had my back and I’ve always had his, even when he didn’t deserve it.”Player: What is your guy’s deal with diamond city?
“That’s pretty simple to explain, they’re law and we’re outlaws, we’re not anarchists we just follow our own rules”
Bartender/older woman, the heart of the group, keeps them all in line. She's a stronger woman than most, would bust someone's head in if they talked shit
Player: You need some help getting some booze?
“Yeah, there’s some at the Guinnett brewery if you’re up for it.”Player: What can I expect there?
“Gunners sent reports about mutants there, so I would stock up with Frank before heading out.”Player: Can you pay me more?
“No deal, I’m already paying you well enough for this, I don’t need to waste caps on a beer run.”
Mechanic, always covered in grease, always trying to keep the bikes up and running, he is smart, and a voice of reason in the group.
Player: yeah what do you need?
“I need some parts to work on these bikes, you mind getting some for me amigo?”Player: What do you do around here?
“I work on the bikes, pretty valuable given the rest of these knuckleheads don’t know the difference between a pipe wrench and a car jack.”
Gang's Chem dealer and accountant is highly organized, keeps track of the gang’s dealings including who owes them money.
Player: What is this job?
“There’s this guy that owes me some caps, I need someone to head out and solve that for me.”Player: You have anything for sale.
“Yeah, I got the best chems, none of that Chem I Care crap.”Player: Who are you?
“My name’s Nolan, but around here I go by Spike, Joined the gang after it was formed.”
“Much better than trying to sell chems to empty-minded jet feinds on the streets y’know?”
Weapons Dealer, overly cautious, short fuse, don't try anything funny because I'll blow your head off with a sawn-off kinda guy.
Player: Who are you?
“Name’s Frank, I supply the guys with guns and ammo, most is gunner surplus but some is just stuff I’ve come across or made myself.”Player: What can you tell me about the gang?
“We work hard and we party hard, you should really ride with us sometime there’s nothing else like it.”
Bouncer, doesn't take shit from anyone, extreme hardass, will and has broken skulls in the name of the gang.
Player: Who are you?
“I’m Big John, originally they just called me John but then Little John joined and Eagle thought it would be funny to call us that, it stuck.”Player: I go where I want.
“Tough guy huh? The boss will probably want to talk to you, he’s downstairs.”Player: You were a little rude when I came in.
“Yeah, I give everyone a hard time, just want to make sure we don't get any raiders or weasels in here, welcome to the gang though.”
Gambler, built up a debt to the gang before pledging his life in service to them to repay the debt, does the jobs no one else wants to.
Player: So what’s your story?
“I racked up a lot of debt around the commonwealth, Spike was the only guy who didn’t want to kill me to get it back.”Player: What kind of work do you do?
“Uhm… yeah… let’s talk about something else, you want to play a game of pool?”
Japanese/melee, strong silent type, keeps to himself but rumors say his ancestors were in the Yakuza in New York City.
Player: Tell me about yourself.
“I am called ronin, I hail from the city of new york.”Player: What do you do around here?
“What needs to be done”Player: Nice sword.
“That it is.”
Gunner Merc, working with the All Americans, they trade weapons, military hardware, tech, the lot of it. He hangs around the bar and puts up bounties, partially independent.
Player: Yeah what do you need?
“The Gunners have a special target they need taken out, head out and do that then report back to me.”Player: What are these jobs?
“The Gunners have a lot of enemies, they set me up with a list of ones we need to get rid of, You're going to get rid of them for me.”
Ghoul, Nora’s secretary from before the war, still living in the old law office looking over those old case files.
“Please don't kill me I'm not feral! Wait… Is that really you? after all these years you're still around, h-how are you still alive? "
Player: I’m sorry I don't remember you.
“It's been a long time... I'm Gina I am... rather was... the secretary here at the law office before the world ended...”Player: What are you doing here?
“I live here, after the war, I lost everything, my job my good looks... but at least I survived better than some of my co-workers... poor bastards...”
Prewar ghoul prepper, down on his luck, depressed and sitting in a flooded bunker behind locked doors, overly cautious, gunners are after him, they want him out of their territory
Player: Wait you’re what the gunners put a bounty on? A depressed ghoul?
“Oh god, they put a bounty on me? I didn’t mean to shoot that guy, he was just trying to break into my property…”Player: What are you doing down here?
“The same thing I’ve been doing for the past 200 odd years, waiting for my death.”Player: You holding up okay?
“Yeah I guess, the people around here are a little shady but they tell me Diamond City doesn't even allow ghouls so I guess this is the best I got…”
Hathen’s estranged ghoulified son, they haven't seen each other in 200 years, he's changed, what was once a kind young man is now a tough raider bastard.
Player: “You’re Alex?”
“I don’t go by that name anymore… I haven't gone by that name in a long time.”You found me?! I doubt you’ve even been looking, you abandoned me before those bombs dropped and now you think you can just waltz in here like I haven't been through two centuries of shit and be my dad again?!
Player: How are you holding up?
“Fine I guess, it's weird to be back with my dad, I don’t think I’ll ever fully recover from all those years of raider life.”
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