Cole Charming is a fast-talking, silver-tongued Brotherhood scribe. He is, in a word, charming. He's very bright, an accomplished scientist and researcher, and is rarely seen without a smile.
My parents wanted me to be a paladin, but, hey, I'm not so big on guns. Completed my knight training, though. I can take apart an AER9 laser rifle faster than you can say "Pew, pew!" Well, unless you're a particularly fast talker.(introducing himself)
Nail, head, you and a hammer. See, the NCR is big on progress and making everyone a part of them, and — don't tell anyone I said this — the Brotherhood is iffy on progress and hates everybody.(snarky)
Whatever problems we have, the Brotherhood is my life. My family. They don't call them "bonds of steel" for nothing.(serious)
Twenty Shivs is a foul-mouthed, grizzled Rough Rider without much of a filter. He's not evil, exactly, but you wouldn't want to turn your back on him, either.
Haven't heard that name in years. I go by Twenty Shivs now. Nice gun, by the way. Mind pointing it somewhere else?
(greeting)
We set up on the road south and stuck up travelers for a few months. Took some odd jobs, got some really good hauls off caravans in Oregon. Blew up one lady's food stores. Good times.(reminiscing)
I always thought it kinda looked like a giant version of one of those energy rifles. You know, the ones with magnets, that go "SCHWING!"(pondering)
Clem is a pirate, and first mate to the captain of the Daughter of Neptune. They are fanatically devoted to their station and not very nice.
You and your companion are to come aboard the Daughter of Neptune peacefully and without incident. Any hostile actions or attempts to escape will be met with the full force of our cannons. Do you understand?(instructing)
Silence! You're lucky we have orders not to kill you, or else you'd both be floating face-down in Puget Sound by now.(threatening)
You will address the captain only as "Captain", "Your Captainness", or "My Lady". Avert your gaze and speak only when spoken to. Do you understand?(both instructing and threatening)
The Brewshack and Associates Robotic Barista is a robotic barista (natch) in Seattle. Their voice module was pretty advanced back before the war, but years of degradation have made B.A.R.B. sound a little more...well, robotic. Somewhere in between a Protectron and an assaultron.
Good evening, valued customer. May I take your order?(greeting)
Please send any and all complaints of copyright infringement to the Brewshack and Associates legal department.(deflecting)
Thank you. That will be twelve. Dollars. And. Twenty. Four. Cents.(charging)
The Brotherhood of Steel are a pseudo-military organization searching for Pre-War technology. They give orders, have conversations about power armor, and do other vaguely professional things. Feel free to improvise.
Hey! Over here. Bring it this way. Anyone seen my helmet? There's a hole in the tent. Set it up behind the radio station. Vertibird incoming!
(Shouts of pain, cheers, grunts, assorted professional yells, whoops, and hollers.)
