(CLOSED) Just Like the Stimulations - An FNV Project (Round 1)
Official Mimic for Fiend 2
PERSONALITY & BACKGROUND:
"The Fiends are one of the least organized, but perhaps most distinct raider tribes to emerge in the 23rd century. Made savage by excessive chem use, the chem fiends are essentially violent junkies, whose aggressive raids have nonetheless allowed them to amass a sizable stockpile of weapons and become a constant thorn in the NCR's side. They are easily distinguished by their headgear: a bighorner skull mounted on top of a leather helmet. "
AGE:
20-35 Years old
ACCENT:
NORTH AMERICAN, SOUTHERN (TEXAN, MISSOURI, TENNESSE, GEORGIA), BLACK AMERICAN
TONE:
They should sound feral, wild, and intimidating.
[TAKING COVER]
(Shout) Get the fuck down!
(Shout) They're popping shots at us!
*Screeching* GET THE FUCK DOWN!!!
(Shouting) (Angry) HEY!!! WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU SHOOTING AT[TAUNT]
(Mocking) (Shouting) Why so serious? Come on, let me hook you up with jet (Drug in the Fallout universe)! On the house! (Laugh)
(Mocking) (Shouting) Man, y'all really can't shoot for shit, huh? (Laugh)
(Mocking) (Shouting) Aye Bear (nickname for the New California Republic), Kimball's (NCR president in Fallout universe) a bitch!
I FEEL SO FUCKING ALIVE!!! (laugh)
(Target's head is exposed) No helmet? No problem![IDLE CHATTER]
(fiending) (Delusional) God, I need some jet. Gonna fucking fuck someone's skull if I don't get some.
God, my ass itches.
(Sniffs) Who fucking farted? (Sniffs) Oh, it's just me. (Laughs)
[DEATH SOUNDS]
*Gurgling on blood* *Laughing at the same time*
(Choking on blood) D-don't w-want to g-g-go (Coughing) out like this (Gasping)
(Gets shot in the gut) *Screams of pain and agony* *Choking*
Lemme know if you want me to do some retakes!