Everywhere along the way you have the option to be a savior of the wastelands or to be the scourge of its citizens. People will also react to you accordingly. As for me, I am a savior. I go around on a daily basis to save captive wastelanders from the Super Mutants so that they do not become a gruesome meal for these horrid beasts. I have befriended the Ghouls despite their threats and accusations that I am just some bigot that wants to kill them and take their caps, bottle caps are the main form of currency in the wastelands. One of my good Ghoul freinds is a man named Gob who works in Moriarty’s saloon in the settelment of Megaton.
I have done much for the Wastes since I managed to escape from Vault 101, one of many Vaults built across the United States by Vault Tech. These Vaults were built to safe guard humanity in the event of an atomic war. In this Vault I and the other five hundred people were required to stay isolated from what was left of humanity, even though the atomic war started and ended in the year 2077, over 200 years ago. Well, first my father escaped so that he could try to finish the project that he quite on 19 years ago when I was born and my mother died due to complications.
Anyway, I do my best to make the Wastes a better place to live. I added a growth hormone to the mutated tree known as Bob. This will allow the trees that have come from him to break out of the forest that is growing inside a small area of a mountian in the wastes and cover the Capital Wasteland in a matter of decades. I have freed children that were enslaved by the slavers of Paradise Falls. I have saved the mercanaries known as Reilly’s Rangers from certain death so that they can continue there work of mapping the Wastelands and ridding it of Super Mutants. Someday I might even be able to be completely rid of them. This is all that I will write for now. Maybe someday I will give a description of the creatures of the Wastes.
