Westside Story - A New Vegas Noir (Fallout: New Vegas quest mod; round 2)
Project Overview
Westside Story - A New Vegas Noir is an ambitious, large-scale quest mod for Fallout: New Vegas. Featuring a branching, multi-hour RPG storyline, it is brimming with unique, layered characters and idiosyncratic factions waiting to be brought to life by your performance.
This is the second of multiple casting calls to be launched this year, owing to both the size of the cast and the fact that the mod is still a work in progress. The currently targeted release window is in the back half of 2026.
SETTING:
Westside Story is set during the events of Fallout: New Vegas, taking place in the post-apocalyptic ruins of Sin City and the surrounding Mojave Desert.
STORY:
Centered around the eponymous district of Westside, this is a detective story in which the player is tasked with tracking down a missing person. Embarking on an investigative odyssey through the vast urban sprawl, they'll meet its motley denizens, connect dots aplenty and become entangled in a far-reaching conspiracy spanning the entire city.
REQUIREMENTS:
You should have a Blue Yeti microphone with a pop filter at minimum to meet the desired audio quality. Once cast, the lines will be transferred to you in the form of a spreadsheet. I would prefer to communicate via Discord DMs. You don't need to worry about audio processing and line splicing, I'll inflict that particular vexation on myself.
GENERAL NOTES:
For this round I have decided on a different approach from the first:
There will be a significantly longer deadline.
Throughout it, further roles will be added periodically.
Any role that has been available for at least 2 weeks is subject to casting.
For most roles over 30 and under 100 lines, the stated line counts are estimates and may end up being a little higher or lower.
This new approach serves to make the workload a little more managable for me.
To get a better idea of the project's overall tone and writing style, you can refer to this playlist of demo clips showcasing the beautiful work of various actors cast so far:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GB8uaAoP6Fk&list=PL0QHqnW0SkEZglGLKoQtBFiDpiKomgVEd
And lastly: if you've already auditioned or been assigned any parts before, you are more than welcome to give it another go!
Duchess Danielle is a Shakespeare-trained actress and the de-facto leader of the Thespian Guild, a monarchic organization grown out of a pre-war acting troupe. A woman of great power, talent and intellect, she exudes stage presence, aristocratic dignity and cold calculation in equal measure. As the player encounters her, she is caught up in a dispute around the succession to the organization's throne and will stop at nothing to secure it for herself - after all, every other outcome would result in certain death.
In keeping with the Guild's tradition of integrating their canonical texts into their vernacular, her manner of speech is dense and rhetorical, dripping with theatrical quotes and literary allusions.
NOTE: While any North American accent would be fine for her, a posh or even Shakespearean British would of course be especially apt.
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Line count: ~ 350
- english (posh)
- english (american)
- english (british)
- shakespearean
- female adult
“Full many a gem of purest ray serene, the dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear; full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air.”
We provide these deprived souls a conduit through which to chart the landless latitude within, heal their wounded spirits and make themselves heard, truly heard, for the first time.
We don't demand greatness of intellect, mind you, but passion, a willingness to delve fearlessly into the depths of the psyche, perambulate the screaming heights and dismal lows.
Wheelchair-bound and widowed following a stick-up gone awry, former bar owner Abby, always a pillar of the community, now splits her time between running the town treasury and serving as the incumbent speaker for the local assemblies, exemplifying the high amount of trust and esteem she enjoys as the "town mom".
She is wise, personable and has lived a full and eventful life, though when encountered away from the hustle and bustle of the streets, it becomes clear she has yet to come to terms with her personal tragedy - and that perhaps she never quite will.
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LINE COUNT: ~210
- female senior
- female adult
(Addressing a large crowd) Pipe down, everybody, we're getting started! {Clears throat}As Westside's sworn-in speaker, I hereby commence the 42nd town assembly. For the sake of protocol, we've gathered today at the request of Luis Pakhar of the Founders.
(In a private setting, reminiscing) Marshall was a Desert Ranger. He was ruggedly handsome, as they say - a regular mountain man. It always surprised folks how soft-spoken he really was, not to mention smart.
He never did like the violence that came with the job, just wanted to make things a little easier on all the regular folks only trying to get by. He was a good man, simple as that.
A very bubbly and affable person, Kendra serves as both the local rumor mill and bartender. Though there is a sharper side to her, owing to her past as a travelling adventurer and mercenary, she has now firmly embraced her domestic life as a married mother of two.
Kendra grew up on a farm, and thus speaks with a bit of a country twang.
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LINE COUNT: ~140
- southwest
- female adult
Anyway, once I got old enough to shoot a gun and get big ideas of leaving home, I signed up with Far Go Caravans, spent 8 years on the trail.
Lived through some scary situations in my time and earned my share of scars - but I also got to visit the world. Shady, Sac Town, Reno, Hopeville... even made it out to New Canaan once.
Towards the end, I graduated to guarding offices in various towns. Was making a decent living... but had to leave all that behind after I shot a man in Reno.
Aulus is a faithful member of Caesar's Legion, who, after 15 years of frontline service, is now looking to become a frumentarius (intelligence officer). His commander, seemingly looking to facilitate this promotion, has sent him to inaugurate an independent band of slavers into the Legion's ranks. Only after he arrived did Aulus realize this was a trap; the slavers are not remotely fit to join the Legion, but to give up would mean failure, and thus death.
Backed into a corner and running out of time, he now needs to find a way to either make the procedure go through or to break out of this commitment.
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LINE COUNT: ~130
- male adult
Hm. You know the Legion well. Yes, this is an unusual situation, hence why I was dispatched rather than a frumentarius.
The Othmans have been capable enough auxiliaries, their skill in the field is beyond question - but indeed, some of them are of a... dubious moral character.
After their admission, I suspect we'll need to separate the wheat from the chaff, so to speak. But first I must see it through.
Before dying in a suspicious fire, Nate earned his keep as the local handyman. He was the boyfriend of Nicole French, one of the mod’s primary characters who mysteriously went missing around the time of his death. Being a charred corpse by the time the story begins, he is usually only heard in voice recordings captured prior to his untimely demise, though he also shows up as an apparition in a very Disco Elysium-esque dream sequence.
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LINE COUNT: ~80
- male adult
(Voice recording; casual conversation re: vacation plans) Just for a few weeks - we could visit my folks in Modoc, maybe yours in Vault City too - they can’t hold a grudge forever, right?
(Voice recording; ugly argument) Cut it with the bullshit already! It’s like I don’t even know you, like you're leading some kind of double life and I’m just supposed to pretend this is normal!
(Dream sequence; he is a talking corpse) Sorry babe, can't hear you too well. The shockwave pushed my eardrums right in. But you already know all about that, don't you? You're the one who bumped me off, after all... or so they say.
Corporal Adesso is a jaded, moderately corrupt officer in the NCR Military Police. She has been tasked with apprehending a group of deserters on the run after they killed their incompetent commanding officer. She is purposefully dragging her feet in order to let them escape.
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LINE COUNT: ~80
- female adult
Sometimes there are shades of grey. Sometimes men and women who selflessly signed up to serve their country instead get sent to some far-flung shithole in the armpit of the desert.
Sometimes their incompetent CO who's the general’s kissing cousin keeps getting good people killed trying to cover up his quickly-mounting pile of fuckups, lest they hurt his career.
And sometimes a rogue hand grenade just happens to roll into his tent at night. Maybe there’s a connection between these things, who’s to tell?
A former professional baseball player who turned to loan sharking and contract killing after a traumatic head injury put an end to both his career and frontal lobe. He is encountered during an interrogation segment, wherein the player finds themselves tied to a chair in his garage. Asher is a humorless, rough brute of a man who enjoys cracking skulls with his bat.
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LINE COUNT: ~80
- male adult
Back in my day, I was the best hitter in the Hub, bar none. Now, though, I'm more like an umpire, calling balls, strikes, and timeouts.
See, if you miss a vig, I break your kneecaps, take weeks off your life that it’s gonna take just for you to heal and hobble around... that's a timeout.
Interfere with the Company’s business though? Fuck a timeout, I’ll turn your head to brain soup.
A street thug with a mean temper, an inflated sense of self-importance and a disastrous gambling habit, Nelson offers the perfect storm of ego and fragility to ruin anyone's day in 5 minutes or under, dissatisfaction guaranteed.
As an enforcer for a crime organization in the slum district of Freeside, he usually handles protection rackets and illegal card games, though as the player encounters him, he's on a special assignment to lure them into a trap.
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LINE COUNT: ~70
- male adult
You're barkin' up the wrong tree, loser. You got nothin' that interests me, and your peasant ass don’t even rate what I got on offer. Take a hike.
What, I need to spell it out for you? There's only two types of men, bub. Guys like me: winners, contenders, high rollers - and the rest.
Now I've seen a thousand mugs like yours before, and to put it polite, you don't look like a winner.
The Thespians are something between a Dionysian cult and a knights order. An elitist guild of masked, sword-wielding actors living inside a fortified theater complex, they spend their days protecting their king and practicing stagecraft as a sort of religious ritual. Accordingly, they tend to speak in a jumble of theatrical quotes, Shakespeare especially, and have a somewhat stiff and formal demeanor about them.
These generic variants may appear as background extras and enemy variants; they can also have limited dialogue exchanges with both the player and one another.
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LINE COUNT: ~60
- female adult
- english (posh)
{Distraught}The King, my lady, is dead!
{Smugly}I don’t understand how anyone can bear to watch the Aces Theater's gauche circus acts - Gorky’s 'Lower Depths', now that’s my idea of entertainment.
{Hears an intruder sneaking around}By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes.
The Thespians are something between a Dionysian cult and a knights order. An elitist guild of masked, sword-wielding actors living inside a fortified theater complex, they spend their days protecting their king and practicing stagecraft as a sort of religious ritual. Accordingly, they tend to speak in a jumble of theatrical quotes, Shakespeare especially, and have a somewhat stiff and formal demeanor about them.
These generic variants may appear as background extras and enemy variants; they can also have limited dialogue exchanges with both the player and one another.
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LINE COUNT: ~60
- male adult
- english (posh)
“Come, thick night, and pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, that my keen knife see not the wound it makes, nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark.”
{Smugly} Before all this unpleasantness, we were planning to put on a rendition of "Waiting for Godot"... but the premiere just kept getting pushed back.
{Combat taunt}Villain, I have done thy mother!
Ever since fragging their unpopular and incompetent commander, Sergeant Lee Hofman and his squad have been deserters at large.
While the inciting incident may be excusable by their dire circumstances, Hofman and his band of renegades have since turned to banditry, both to keep themselves afloat as well as to showcase the futility of the NCR military's ongoing occupation of the Mojave.
By the time the player finds and confronts him, he has been reduced to little more than a cornered animal, holding a hostage at gunpoint in a rundown shack.
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LINE COUNT: ~65
- male adult
Guessing she’s the MP my men saw scoping the place out from afar a couple days ago? And she’s willing to welcome us back with open arms?
Tsk - I don’t buy it. Forgive and forget isn’t the brass’ MO. Someone’s head will roll for this - and I’m guessing it’s gonna be mine.
Besides, why in God’s name should we rejoin the same army that already chewed us up and spat us out like a fucking wad of tobacco once before?
Normally a stably employed homebody working as a cook, Raquel has been convinced by her bozo of a boyfriend to venture out into the desert in search of treasure. Two weeks in, he has been enslaved, most of their friends are dead and Raquel is barely fending off the animal and raider attacks that beset their ill-supplied camp on the regular; suffice it to say, she's not having a good time, but her sense of loyalty forbids her from returning behind the safety of the town walls until the so-called love of her life has been freed from captivity.
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LINE COUNT: ~65
- female adult
Abby sent you? Probably wants me to come back to town, huh? She told me from the start: bad call to come down here, too dangerous.
{Sardonic}Well, she was right. As always. And I was a fool not to listen to her. As always.
It all seemed so exciting when we left. Living off the land, sleeping beneath the stars. We thought it’d be an adventure. We didn't know it'd be like this.
Clint is the leader of the Housekeepers, a gang of janitors feathering their nest by way of after-work break-ins.
He would very much like to be a suave con artist, though he is not anywhere near as eloquent or clever as he believes himself to be. The player encounters him and his accomplices in the act of clearing out a former associate's apartment, upon which he immediately tries to finesse them.
LINE COUNT: ~30
- male adult
Burgling?! I’m sorry, but that is such a narrow-minded and ill-conceived way of looking at it.
See, we of the custodial occupations are inexorably bound by a great karmic fabric which weaves us together in mutual trust and solidarity.
But alas, Hank and his sperm bank du jour deemed it unnecessary to clue us in before they blew town in pursuit of riches - a flagrant breach, nay, betrayal, of the aforementioned bond.
Clyde works as a pawnbroker by day and handles body disposal for a criminal organization by night. He is a full-blooded sycophant, always bowing and scraping around his his boss while being too squeamish to get involved in the action himself. He encounters the player right after they extricated themselves from his employer's private torture chamber in the pawn shop's basement.
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LINE COUNT: ~15
- male adult
{Thinks they're his boss}Asher? You ice ‘em already? I swear, one of these days my back's gonna give out with the amount of stiffs you got me lugging down... {Sudden realization}Holy shit. Don't hurt me! I... I just work here, I swear!
Listen, y-you did me a favor, you know? T-that guy was one sick puppy! The things he did to people - I was scared to intervene, h-he would've killed me too!
I-I just took the job because I sunburn easy. G-genetic condition. You know how hard it is to find an indoor gig in Vegas?!
A person who can be encountered in a drug laboratory, trying out the latest in recreational chemistry.
Can be either male or female.
LINE COUNT: 6
I can see all the colors... it's so fucking beautiful...
*Incoherent mumbling*
We’re all connected, man...
Lloyd is a drifter and a drunk looking to finally clean up his act and get respectable. The player meets him in the middle of a job interview.
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LINE COUNT: 6
- male adult
Look man, I’m a hard worker, I just need a chance. I need this job.
I-I never hurt anybody. Maybe took something that didn’t belong to me now and then, but that’s where it stopped.
Thank you sir. I won’t disappoint you, sir.
George is a member of the Housekeepers, a gang of janitors feathering their nest by way of after-work break-ins.
The player encounters George and his accomplices in the process of burgling an apartment, to which he reacts in a dry and deadpan manner.
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LINE COUNT: 4
- male adult
{Caught in the act}This we did not need.
Now you said my name, Jill. Fantastic job.
What? Hell no, go kill ‘em yourself, skank!
Janitor Jill is a member of the Housekeepers, a gang of janitors feathering their nest by way of after-work break-ins.
Upon getting caught in the act along with her accomplices, her first instinct is to want to murder the player in comically over-the-top, yet career-appropriate ways.
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LINE COUNT: 4
- female adult
George, they caught us! Oh, I told you this was a bad idea!
No one can know about this! Kill ‘em, use your broomstick!
Fine - give me the hydrochloric acid, this needs a woman’s touch!!!
An unfortunate civilian being used as a human shield by a group of military Deserters turned raider.
Can be either male or female.
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LINE COUNT: 3
Don't shoot! I’m innocent!
H-he was gonna kill me!
You saved my life - thank you!
NOTE: This role has already been cast ahead of the public casting call. It has been added here to give the actor their due credit.
Laurence, a Sergeant in the NCR military, is a braggadocious rich kid who reached his position through nepotism rather than merit.
Originally supposed to lead his squad out on a regular patrol, he has gone rogue in an effort to stage the war hero story he deems requisite for the high political office he's really angling for. In spite of this cynical and opportunistic demeanor, however, he displays a pronounced idealistic streak beneath it all.
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LINE COUNT: ~120
- male adult
Right, you probably don’t know what a newspaper is! Basically they’re like - you know books, right? They’re like books, but they’re about current events. And you can also put pictures in there to help tell your story.
And the story we wanna tell is about the work I {quieter, they’re an afterthought}and my squad are doing out here on the frontier.
{Slowly realizes this is a lame idea}Maybe we could take a picture with you, to signify the average wastelander’s gratitude for what the NCR’s doing to pacify the wastes?
NOTE: This role has been cast ahead of the public casting call. It has been added here to give the actor their due credit.
A redneck farmer looking to hire a mercenary after some NCR deserters took over his farm - or at least that's his story.
Speaks with a thick country twang. An all around shifty character.
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LINE COUNT: 97.
- male adult
The farm was my way out, understand? My meal ticket, my birthright! Just needed enough cash to get it running again, and what I didn’t borrow, I earned fair and square!
But fuck, this sodbusting shit’s a sight harder than I figured, and more expensive to boot. I was plumb outta cash by week two, with nothin’ to show for.
What was I s’pposed to do, crawl back to town with my tail tucked in, spend the rest of my life scrubbing sidewalks?
NOTE: This role has already been cast ahead of the public casting call. It has been added here to give the actor their due credit.
A Mister Handy robot which exclusively speaks German following some damage to its speech synthesizer.
LINE COUNT: ~40.
- german
- male adult
- robotic
In der Tat - mein Diagnoseprotokoll deutet an, dass das ursprünglich verbaute Sprachmodul dieser Einheit einen katastrophalen Defekt erlitten hat.
Das aktuell Verbaute wurde durch ADMIN_NATE_THORNTON installiert, auf welches jedoch lediglich das deutsche Sprachpaket aufgespielt wurde.
Wenngleich dies wohl nur ein notdürftiges Provisorium darstellt, so bin ich ihm doch zu Dank verpflichtet - schließlich hat er mich so vor der Schmach bewahrt, Brite zu sein! Ha ha ha.
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