Anime Ruins Everything - Chapter 2
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Fandom: Fallout 3
Chapter 1: The Dream
Chapter 2: Crush Those Dreams
Chapter 3: Tough Love
Picture of her sue OC: *cheek eyes*
Time didn’t seem to exist in the Ninth Circle. Someone's trying to be poetic, it'd be nice if the OC was bearable and the characters were in character. It was just drink the problems away, and talk to good ol’ ‘Uncle Ahzrukal’ about their problems. Not like he could fix any of them; maybe if that was the case, he’d make more money. But that is the case you moron. Do you know anything about junkies and dealers? But other than there being no time, Zelda was bored out of her wits, awaiting for the day when a adventurous mercenary would take Charon and Zelda up, and explore the wastes. What does she do? I'm still waiting for this to be answered. And while I'm at it, instead of waiting, how about she DO something? Sorry honey, if you want something you make it happen. Although Charon went on about it being so dangerous, the thought of being chased, hiding, close to death situations… She was really all about it. Why doesn't she try it then? Just by herself, like stand outside a mutie den. It'll be fun! Like any child is- ready for action, no matter what the consequences may be in the end. Don't generalize.
“I’m bored.” Zelda said bluntly. Then go get a job. She was slumped in her chair, looking up at the peeling ceiling. Charon couldn’t do anything to help her. Yes you can, boot her out. Hell, it was a bar. It wasn’t meant for a teenager’s getaway Bars usually aren't. (Not on a positive note, either). He felt the same way, but this was much safer than out…there. Yeah, but he does go out every other day.
“Hush, smooth skin.” Ahzrukal barked the command, I'm with him on this, this is a business. Either you're working here or you're paying here. and Zelda did so with rolling eyes. She was starting to become restless. Then GTFO. Charon could only look at her for a moment, then go back to staring at the liquor cabinet. He loved the fact that she wanted to be out in the wastes, Even he wanted her to leave. but he played along with the whole ‘you don’t want to be out there cause it’s dangerous’ thing, BUT IT IS. and realized it only egged on her romantic view of the wastes. Like getting shot and passing out in your own vomit while raiders take turns on you, before hanging your corpse up like an ornament. Like she would understand a deathclaw tearing her from limb to limb. As if she knew the feeling of being nearly eaten by a super mutant. What's there to understand about that? It's a pretty easy notion. Like she knew anything. Such a innocent age of bliss, it would probably ruin her if she ever knew what it was like out there. DO EET. First off, if she's continually being told of the danger and ignore them, she's not innocent but arrogent. Or really, realy stupid. I was told of the shit my mother went though and made a point to listen to her advice of the dangers out there. This isn't a hard concept to grasp. She knew of bigots and racism, but that was the least of his worries. He was more afraid of the people, and how they would be to her. He didn’t want her to get hurt emotionally. How does Alucard put it? The one who is hit will stand up straighter Integra! And with all the brotherly and sisterly love of fistfights and scrambles to get the last bit of food… the whole survival of the fittest wouldn’t seem to be a big problem with little Zelda. If anything, she’d lower someone’s ego before beating them up. So what are you worried about?
And yet under all the tough girl act, there was a small and innocent Zelda. Big fucking deal. He couldn’t help but to wonder what she would really be like in the wastes. A pretender. Someone who acts high and mighty but reads like a complete cunt.
…But it was just too dangerous. But she can beat people up, you already said that. >>
“Charon, you ever wonder if-” Zelda began but was cut off by Ahzrukal.
“Hush, child!” He muttered. Just kick her the fuck out Azy! She's a loiterer. He hated the fact that they would talk, let alone have a small conversation. Zelda stared at him with a dull face, and turned back to Charon.
Do what Doug the Head does at :43.
Click to view“You ever wonder if there’s someone who will actually buy the contracts? Just get out of here-” How about you make the goddamned money instead!? How about you get off your fucking ass and help your so called 'friend'?
“Shut up!” Ahzrukal barked.
“You shut up, you moldy piece of food for a face!” So much for not being a bigot. Zelda barked back, then turned to Charon once more with a softer face. That resembled moldy food as well. That's like being friends with someone who's black and then calling another black person a nigger in front of them.
“Err,” Charon began, not sure if he should even talk. Don't. Seeing as Ahzrukal had given up, Even though Canon!Ahzrukhal would have been taken her out. it was basically a free for all, How so? What constitutes a 'free for all'? This doesn't look like one to me. so he put his two cents in. “Well, it would be nice. But… in all reality, people are afraid of me, and they’re annoyed of you.” He finished, hoping that would give her something to think about.
“But Ahzrukal goes on about how you’re such a teddy, and how I’m such a retard. Where’s the pain in that?” She asked. He isn't, you are.
“Because I’m a ghoul, Zelda. We aren’t exactly the ones to be trusted, according to the smooth skins. And they’ll give us hell, just you watch. For one, it’ll be because I’m a ghoul, and because you’re friends with a lot of em’ down here. It wouldn’t be any fun.”
“Well, I’ll just give them my two cents. And get walloped in the face as well. And if they don’t like it? A nice, swift kick up the pooper. Until they carve you up like a chicken. That‘ll teach them..” Zelda muttered, who got the eye from Ahzrukal. He completely despised the fact that she would talk like a teenage boy more so than a girl. Despite the fact that the wasteland is filled with actual women that kick ass? Why suethor, are you trying to tell us something about yourself? And I doubt "pooper" is how a boy talks, much less anyone. Charon hated it as well, but always caught himself laughing.
“I just want to get out there.” SO FUCKING GO. She finished calmly, her eyes now tracing the floor. Stains of blood from past fights. Peeling of rust and paint. Enough of the dark and dreary. Where was the sun? She wanted that the most. It's right outside, a hop, skip and jump away. No really, walk out the front doors and keep Willow some company. The damn sun. some sort of sky above her. Some…danger. You are not in a fucking vault so stop acting like it.
“And I want a million dollars,” Ahzrukal snapped, turning away to count his money again. “And this ghoulish appearance to disappear, and that you would go away. I want a lot of things, but seeing as I’m not getting them, neither are you at this rate. So. Shut. UP.” I love you Ahzrukhal. I do, people think you're a scumbag but dammit I LIKE it. <3
And for once, Zelda did so, her hopes crushed until the door opened with a new face. She's utterly pathetic, this girl needs everyone to do something for her. She's completely incapable of taking her life into her own hands.
“I heard there was booze in here… and other trinkets.” The Vault Dweller asked with a large grin on her face, and a rather old man behind her smoking his last cigarette. Oh great, another sue.
Something told her that the tide was soon to change in her favor. Because she's a lazy bitch who wishes on stars instead of making her dreams happen.