The Search

12 – Finding Valentine – Part 1

November 5, 2287 – As I headed toward Publick Occurrences, the Diamond City paper run by Piper and her sister, the sun was rising over the bleachers opposite home plate. It was mid-morning, and the thought of starting another mission with no sleep wasn’t really appealing to me. Nick Valentine had been gone for a couple weeks, according to his assistant, Ellie. Either he was holding his own wherever he was, or he was already dead. I was getting in the game pretty late. I figured once I’d read Piper’s article on these “synths,” I’d get a room at the “Dugout Inn” for a few hours and get some sleep before heading to Park Street Station. But, that’s not what happened. As I walked toward home plate, and away from the horrible nightmare that I had just witnessed by the Power Noodles stand, I was swept up in a group of people that I discovered were heading to The Wall. Apparently, Mayor McDonough had called a town meeting and everyone was expected to go. I took it as a good sign – open communication. Shit went down, mayor addresses it — that sort of thing. Maybe McDonough had a handle on things after all, and Piper really was just stirring the pot? Continue Reading

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The Search

11 – The Tizzy

November 4, 2287 – “The City’s in a tizzy,”the voice on the other end of the speaker had said. The word “Tizzy” might have been underselling it a little. How about “on edge?” Or maybe “reaching a boiling point?” Or how about “totally freaking the fuck out?” Yeah, that’s almost there. But I don’t want to get too far ahead of myself. Last I wrote, what seems like a while ago now (and yeah, I’m going to try to write these entries more quickly now so that I don’t get too far behind), I was outside a closed gate, on the other side of which was Diamond City. Continue Reading

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The Beginning

10 – Reaching for Diamonds

November 3, 2287 – I had the strangest dream last night. There has to be some message in it, but I’ll be damned if I can figure out what it is. I was in my own house at Sanctuary Hills. It was before the war, but Nora and Shaun were missing. I was in the kitchen, cleaning up some dishes after my morning coffee and I happened to look out the back window, and the entire backyard had been torn up. There were muddy tracks in the grass, like some monster truck had done donuts in it after a hard rain, utterly destroying the lawn and scattering lawn furniture all over. I stood there in stunned silence, surveying the scene, when I heard a voice behind me say, “Hey.” I jumped, and standing there was a young woman, maybe mid-20’s, brunette, tough-looking, in military garb. She walked up to the window, put her hands on the sill, leaned in and said quietly, “the devil did this.”

“You’re going to have to go talk to him. I think he needs something from you,” she continued. Continue Reading

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The Beginning

09 – Kidnapping At Red Rocket – Part 2

November 2, 2287 (Entry #2) – Codsworth and I abandoned the railroad tracks just past Bedford Station. We arrived at an orange low-profile train trestle that somehow looked like it could have been built yesterday, and between it and the houses on the outskirts of Lexington was a large open field sparsely littered with debris. I couldn’t remember what had been there. Maybe nothing. The wind whipped through some high-tension power lines above us, and smaller utility poles dotted the landscape, a few of them still connected to each other via frayed wires. Below us, perpendicular to the trestle, was a disappearing local road that would be pretty tough to follow anywhere at this point. Possibly, this land was owned by the railroad as a right-of-way. Continue Reading

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