Fallout midwest is a fallout fan game that takes the franchise as far as gameplay goes back to its roots. in an effort to try and do more with the story.
in the great lakes area our story begins, 5 to 10 years after the end of fall out tactics, going as far as Kansas city, Point pleasant, Youngstown, and green bay, you will lead up to 5 companions to tell a story, others details are need to know.
need graphics, and art for the game maker, all is welcome to try
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need to make talking heads for the project, feel free to try anything
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plz note more then one may be chosen, and if auditioning for anything else participating is encouraged, bad mics can be used for robot roles. these are recordings to be used if a player or NPC dies and according to how. does not need to be a real scream, not all deaths are.
melee weapons/unarmed
scream as if you where just stabbed to death
Scream as if you where just cut in half
Scream as if your head was just caved in
scream as if you just lost your hand
last breath as your neck is snapped
Balistic weapons/explosion
Scream as if you where shot once and it killed you
Scream as if you where riddled with gun fire and it killed you.
scream as if the stopping power of one shot ether disemboweled you, or you lost a side of you
Desperate last scream as your blown up (obscenity's and swearwords are aloud.)
energy weapons/chemical
Scream as if your burning to death.
death call made if a laser cut you in half or burned mutable holes in you
Scream as if your melting, due to acid or plasma weapons crit kill
scream as if your being electrocuted to death.
Pitiful last cry as your body succumbs to radiation poisoning, or any poisoning for that matter.
a former member of the army corp of engineers, [redacted] did not find the enclave at first, instead he found the Brotherhood of steel during the Decker administration, and reinlisted thru there, he is glad he did because while the boys he now works with at least came to there sences, the orders they where being given where in his own words, well, see audition line 2
saying not amused
1. Nice shot smoothskin, Next time load the Gun!!!!!
2. a autistic sociopath with a murder boner would say would say fuck off to the guys who gave these orders, so why are the enclave goosestepping to the rhythm of the farts of the fucks who gave them? that is when i realized, rolling with the adopted kids of maxson, you know, at least until the Ohio side of it came to there seances, was a pretty good deal.
3. stupid. it seams the smarter you are, the more likely you are to catch it
supportive/good mood.
4. welcome to sugarcreek kid, now i just have a few calls to make then
**make a noise as if you where punched hard enough to hit the ground.**
Damn Reaper, Won't leave me alone, get me a stimpack, i can wattle to the doctor after you do. i trust you, you can take it from here, let me know if i'm needed
5. nice work kid, those bandits will think twice before hitting my hometown again, but who the fuck where they?
6. hey, they say there is no such thing as an atheist in the foxhole, so what faith are you
**pause**
ok cool, well in body your a boy/girl, but what about your pronouns?
**pause**
Interesting, best part about life choices you make along those lines, you don't need anyone's approval. ya got mine though, not that it matters, lets keep walking
angry
7. Pal, i might be a dead man walking, but I killed more men, fucked more women, and when this is over, ill still be here when your gone, even if i can't even recall my name because i'm feasting on your raw liver as a feral Ghoul takeout meal, you want me dead, you don't have the skills, so go fuck a radspider, at least then someone will like your head.
8. fucks like you are why america died you sick, fascist, Benedict Arnold, Forest Gump wanabee. go cosplay the mechanist somewhere else.
9. are you out of your fucking mind? that man was slated for execution for a reason
[redacted] ran a raider tribe out of Cincinnati for some time with his brother, after his brother double crossed him, he poisoned him by attempting to make him overdose on some drugs acquired thru trade in BOS territory, then throw him into an attomic crater. sadly for both partys the drug was mutie, and [redacted] became a ghoul, rather then a proper super mutant. starting a new lease on life he would start a resterant, to be run off by other raiders, be a bounty hunter, then join the enclave in time for his chapter to realise... high command has gone rouge.
I pitty you, lonely human... there is raiders around, I'll be your friend and help you get out of here if you like. what do you say?
hey, i understand if the Apocalypse made you more open to your kind as food... but not in front of others. play by socitatys rules and ill give you tips next time, i made a cook book, need a better name then how to serve man.
raider chief gone lawman, thats me! now eat ether my lead as your last supper, or my ramen as we talk like gentlemen. your choice.
a member of a red minor faction, or was until she ran from the commune, [redacted] will be one of the first that you can get to join your party other then [redacted] she is a strong woman who as a chip on her shoulder and has seen some shit
1. I don't like all this sharing of personal shit, dealt with too much of it as a child
2. i lost them all, let me drink in peace
3. why the fuck would you want me on your caravan, last one i was with died while i was asleep
4. so my father waits until now to look for me, why should I care?
[redacted] is a mercenary, feel free to be creative
if you pay me enough i will sing katusah or wistle dixie. but my specialty is killing... scumbags are cheep, good folks are extra.
one shot, one kill, the londonvile way.
hey pal, i know you trust you and like you, this jobs on the house
[redacted] is a hardened solider, has been as long as she can remember, and despire her appearence, on the side she is actually very girly and loves cooking.
due to her being a super mutant, while the charecter is female, all are welcome to try.
1. I've been in the brotherhood of steel since Gamorn bit the dust. they ain't exactly the spanish inquisition, not anymore at least.
2. what you want a cookie! sold out, bitch!
3. how may raiders does it take to build a homestead, trick question they would rather mug a ghoul for his housekeys.
4. the warrior, yeah, I not only knew him but I served beside him... what do you want to know?
[redacted] is a merchant your going to run into.
well, here is your change human, need anything else?
Jeb and Candice can run things, it would be good to travel again. where do i sign on to your horde?
well, several rounds of 7.62 are missing, my gun is chambered in 22 long riffle so it couldn't have been me, unless i got drunk and brought the M60 to the range..
[redacted] is a mysterious old man from the west... many story's, not many he will tell unless drunk, or among friends.
I'm looking for my daughter, she was last seen in the city of Arc, she was on a caravan bound for Marietta
sad reality of war, any cause, no matter how deplorable has at least one noble enemy, every cause regardless of how righteous, has at least one shitbag who is supporting it for the wrong reasons.
this is called a mechette gladus, moddled after the roman sword of the same name mixed with a old world blade known as a Kukri... wielded by the mightiest warriors of the late old world. they called themselves Gurkas
[redacted] is a combat veteran of the BOS, she would be a general by now if she was not so rebelious and she did not kill so many vehicles with her driving, still no one who rode with her ever died due to actions she carried out, she plans to keep it that way.
1. you ain't going to find a better diver in the wasteland, the 3 hummers I wrecked not counting.
2. General Krieger sends his regards.
3. Ad victorium.
4. wind thru your hair, going 65 down a waistland highway, girl by your side, I'm telling ya kid, ain't no better way to live, but when saving the waistland, ya ain't got no time for lovin.
[redacted] is a srgt in major faction 3.... likely enclave. channel rork from Atlantis the lost empire if you can, but if you have a better idea do it.
1. no one touches my power armor. or the gloves on it for that matter, the punch gloves are custom
2. Semper Fi Bitch!
3. Next time get it in writing
4. nothing personal!
5. Alright, whos not dead? sound off.
6. only my girlfriend cuts my hair, only I touch my power armor.
while I have the wish to lead programing efforts on this project, i myself am a rookie with no formal training, experts are always welcome... im going to need the help
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the traditional fallout narrator, try to make it sound like a proper opening...
War.... War never changes
may people however, ensured that life prevailed by hunkering down in bunkers, caves, great underground vaults, or simple fallout shelters privet or community.
you are a descendant of these survivors, but first, the dead have a story to tell
