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The Brockton Bay Express by Sir_Fuckwit
Fandoms: Parahumans Series - Wildbow, Fallout: New Vegas, Fallout (Video Games)
20 May 2026
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A lone man wandered the road, clad in Old-World armor as weapons both old and new hung from his back and sides. He was the legend, the myth, the Boogeyman of the Mojave. His every step was paved by a thousand corpses. Neither the Bull nor the Bear could stand to him. An army taken the shape of a man.
None dared to intrude on his pilgrimage, all those that tried were dead from the lowly coyote to the great Deathclaw. His steps were slow and centered, unerring in their march. Up the road he walked till he turned left, Black Mountain before him. He scaled that too, steps unfaltering as he rose and rose till finally, he was at the highest peak in the Mojave, able to see the entirety of the desert with his Eagle Eyes.
Mr. House's Securitrons were everywhere, shaping the Mojave to how the enigmatic autocrat wanted. Maybe the Wastes would be better, maybe it would be worse, maybe it wouldn't change. He stopped caring. He took one last breath of filtered air before grabbing his Hunting Revolver and putting the muzzle right beneath his chin. With a tired sigh, he pulled the trigger and for miles around, everyone heard his last kill.