Pope Amole II
Nerd Commando Game Studios
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This LP will proceed under the following rules:
1. This is a feminist LP. We will combat male patriarchy, misoginy, chauvinism and rape culture all across the wasteland, because those are the issues most important for rebuilding the world clean & healthy. We will promote female dominance (as it is clear that males are incapable of any kind peaceful coexistence - it was the males who started the nuclear apocalypse, after all) and sisterhood.
2. Throwing weapons are undoubtedly best weapons in Fallout 2. After all, the most powerful weapon in the game belongs to this skill, how can they be anything else? Therefore, because feminists, unlike those dumbfuck overprivileged straight white male gamers, are actually smart, that's what we're going to use throughout the whole game. Throw up, sisters!!! Oh, and explosives are kinda cute too.
3. This is a semi-hardcore LP. We're playing on hard and will reload only under the most gravest circumstances. We also won't do any game-breaking shit (like straight out navarro), although we will try to squeeze the game as hard as possible.
4. No male hirelings - all they're capable is sexual harassment anyways.
5. Chem abuse - woman's right to own her body (and do whatever she pleases with it) is a cornerstone for any kind of civilized world and we will exercise it in this particular matter.
Let us proceed. Part I:
Lesi considers herself an exemplar feminist, possessing smarts far beyond the realm of common men (any men, for that matters - not like they could ever show any signs of intelligence), being as physically capable as any chauvinist pig (no doubt!), showing uncanny reflexes and grace and, most importantly, it is as though some kind of higher power blessed her with an extraordinary luck. Not that she believes in such bullshit, obviously, she's absolutely rational and secular girl, but it is as though. She wouldn't pass the scrutiny of male objectification, but why do we even talk about that filth?
She is skilled in the throwing weapons (fuck those bozars, vindicators, YKs, power fists and rocket launchers - throwing weapons is a true feminist's choice), her trained fingers will break any lock, and she has enough inner authority to subjugate any chauvinist pig unto her bidding.
Lesi lived in the great matriarchal community of Arroyo, founded by the legendary Vault Dweller (surely you heard of the famous heroine!) and prospering under the guidance of wise Elder. Unfortunately, because of incompetence of male hunters & cattle herders, Arroyo is now facing great hunger, and only a feminine intervention may save it from starvation.
But first, Lesi needs to prove to Elder that she is a real feminist and not some second-rate pretender. To do this, she must pass the temple of trials.
But, considered she's armed with a great throwing weapon, that's barely a challenge.
You can throw a spear, you can pick it up then throw it again - can you do the same with the bullet? Of course you can't, silly! And bullets don't grow on trees, this is a wasteland, there's far too few healthy trees here for the bullets to grow on them.
So the scheme is simple - you throw a spear at the ant, if it survives, you pick up the spear, equip it and throw it again, all until the mark is dead. Unfortunately, Lesi managed to suffer a couple of painful bites in the process. No worry!
She's smart enough to get herself back into shape even when she has access to nothing but dirt and her own urine! Who needs those expensive medicaments when you can use these?
In one of the side rooms she finds a male skeletons - stupid male, daring to become the chosen one... But maybe it was the only kind of purpose that could've entered into his pointless existence - to die here while holding onto his spear, thus leaving it for Lesi to acquire.
Yes, with two spears, those pesky scorpions fall that much faster.
Next is a trapped room - Lesi knew they were shooting sharpened poles and, at first, wanted to milk traps for those. However, she remembered that, as a true feminist, she preferred to stay away from any kind of activity involving the poles (especially waxing), so she chose to simply disarm the traps. It took her a while, but she obviously succeeded.
Then, after sniping another scorpion, she felt a sudden rush of strength and confidence, her grip becoming steadier and her aim more precise.
No scorpion were match for her (especially not the male ones).
Finishing the annoying insects, she patched herself up once again while passing another of temple's trials - blowing the door.
Crushing more pests...
She found herself in front of the final guardian of the temple. Ah, males, is there anything you can do besides fighting and raping? Unfortunately, no. As a harbinger of new era, Lesi doesn't have time for your moronic habits.
Ah, the vault suit, the symbol of the Chosen One, the hope to every oppressed and subjugated woman around the globe! Obviously, Lesi's happiness is quickly spoiled by another incompetent male, incapable of doing even the simplest of menial tasks. "No wonder our village is facing ruin", she thought.
Then she moved around the village a bit, gathering supplies for her long journey. She even borrowed some money and flint from her aunt Morlis - aunt never liked Lesi because she was one of those poor patriarchy supporters, so Lesi barely felt any guilt about it. Bitch deserved it.
You're a male, thought Lesi, what else can you know? Ah, but sometimes it can be useful to exploit the addictions of weaker gender, so Lesi took a couple of brawling lessons from him.
Lesi saw a carnivorous plant in the shaman's garden. She cared not about his retarded superstitions (don't you find that "his" and "retarded" look splendidly when placed in the same sentence?), but what if one of the village's girls will be harmed?
Not on Lesi's watch.
Then she decided to save one of her tribesmen's pet dog from the geckos. Hot that she cared about tribesman, but she cared about the dog.
She chose to let those geckos live, thus saving them for Arroyo's best huntresses, and just sneaked past them, grabbed the dog, then sneaked out.
Giving her farewells to the Elder, she rushed to her first destination point - Klamath, a rather primitive village.
First things first, she tried to buy off a male servant from the local businesslady (no wonder that it's the female who is the biggest cattle owner in town). She had quite a bit luggage and dragging it on her own was becoming tiresome. However, Lesi was swindled harshly - despite paying the full price for the creature, it refused to accompany her! And no amount of complaints would force the supposedly previous owner to return the money! The scam!
Thus dawned on Lesi that rape culture has many supporters across the wastelands, and not all of them male.
Realisation brought a new level of insight to Lesi, showing her how to better remove the shackles of patriarchy.
She decides to get her revenge for this insult - first and foremost, by cleaning this place. She also practices her skills on every door and lock she can find, getting more and more experienced in the process.
She also stocks up on beer - somehow, she feels that it's gonna be important later.
And not even the well-hidden sledgehammer escapes her eye - destruction of patriarchy must get funded at any cost!
She notices something peculiar about those brahmins, though.
In one of the buildings, she found a couple of throwing knives. At first, she was rejoiced...
But then she looked at her spears and understood that she'd rather throw them.
Lesi locked and unlocked doors, pondering the burden of rape culture and the ways to subvert it in the process.
Many bright ideas have entered her head.
In the process, she stumbled across a large rats' nest.
And she needed not a flute to drive them away - her spears were quite adequate for the task.
Speaking of rats's nests... Finishing her business in Klamath hastily, she traveled to the nearby town of Den.
Den lived up to its name. Still, there were locks to pick so Lesi kept herself busy.
In search of more locks, she stumbled across an abused & neglected kid. She wasn't surprised to learn that it was a doing of a single father - a single father, who would allow such a travesty in a civilized place! It's better for kid to live in an orphanage than with a single father. In fact, Lesi made up her mind about organizing an orphanage here.
Before leaving the house, she locked the abusive father in this room - who knows, maybe the bastard will die out of starvation there. Serves him right.
She was hurrying across the streets when a horrible vision fell upon here.
It was one of the local junkies, rushing towards her and beating her savagely, moving with such a horrible speed that no matter how Lesi tried, she couldn't escape him.
She saw her broken, but still conscious body lay on the cold ground of dirty alley, three crazed junkies surrounding it, piercing it with the rape-thirsty gazes...
Then the vision has ended. So horrified she was that she immediately rushed back to Klamath, grudginlgly engaging in barter with swindler woman to get herself some protection. Truly, no woman can feel safe while the rape culture prevails.
On her way back, some stupid bandits tried to rob her (in best case scenario), but she evaded them easily.
Back into Den. At the local graveyard, she looked at the tombstones and saw mostly male names. Without much hesitation, she dug those graves open. When there are so many poor, needing women (like Lesi) in this world, how dare those oppressors to get their valuable things buried with them? Can't those overprivileged scums share at least a little? They can, if you nudge them a bit, thought Lesi.
Among her findings, was a couple of funny looking pills. So tasty they looked that she devoured them immediately.
A burst of wild strength filled her body, so powerful that even after the end of drug's effect some of it will remain.
Somewhat stupefied by the drug, she went to the local dinery. After listening to some sob stories, Lesi had a good, long discussion with Mom - the smartest and kindest person in this town. Obviously, a woman. Ah, if only stupid males would stop their pathetic struggles for power and threw themselves under caressing feminine rule, how soon the world would be transformed into utopia...
Mom also asked Lesi to deliver a meal to one of her clients. Lesi wasn't exactly keen on doing a favor for male, but since it was Mom who asked her... Ok. As if to compensate for this, she felt another rush of insight, this time her rhetoric skills has improved tenfold.
Wandering the city, Lesi find a fitting house for the orphanage. Sadly, it was occupied with some vermin, but that was easy to solve.
Squatters surrounded Lesi, but their drunked punches barely felt through her leather armor.
Her spears, on the other hand, brought the bastards down with relative ease.
Especially when she managed to score a good aimed shot.
Feeling their death nearby, the squatters have tried to escape, but Lesi was relentless...
And merciless.
Each one of the squatters got a spear...
In their back.
On her trip to Mom, Lesi has found that those drugs that she took also had a hallucinogenic effect.
In the morning, an aftereffect of the drug hit her, making Lesi feel weak and extremely nauseous. Guess everything has its price...
That wasn't enough to prevent her from establishing orphanage, though, now that the building was free. And yeah, Mom, no one was hurt. No one of value, anyways.
Afterwards Lesi met with the head of a local slave guild - a vile & despicable scum, an avatar of rape culture, basically. However, Lesi could do nothing about him at the moment - despite having superior throwing weapons, the guard was too numerous for her. So she decided to feign some civility and bought some spears from the criminal, of clearly tribal origin - his lackeys must have taken them from bodies of poor proud huntresses, slain by them. Well, if she can't liberate the slaves, at least she'll liberate the spears - and on one of those very spears she'll soon stick his head.
She informed the kid of his bright future (well, as bright as a male can have, but she hoped that Mom will reform him with feminist touch), then rushed back to Klamath.
She tried hunting some geckos there, but it was not to her taste - her enemy is patriarchy, not some dumb critters.
In local bar, she proved once again that woman is as physically capable as man.
Which is an obvious fact, but the twisted propaganda of patriarchy often makes people think differently. And nothing is more disgusting than thinking differently. I mean, we're right and just and tolerating and whatnot - why the hell would you think differently from scum if you're not an oppressor?
Then she decided to take revenge on the swindler woman. A local guy (which everyone treated as an idiot, although he seemed like an average male to Lesi) offered her a guarding job.
And those ugly twins came with a counter-proposition. Usually, Lesi would've rejected it, but since it's a herd of that swindler woman... Sure.
It's not like she was OK with their crimes, however - she gathered some evidence so those males will be punished. In time.
Now it was time so send Torr on some foolish errand...
And rustle some cattle. Serves the bitch right.
Lesi also found a bunch of scorpions nearby...
And used them for target practice. Never can have enough practice - throwing weapons are strong, but demanding.
Then, seeing how swindler woman was concerned about her brother, she felt a tint of regret in her heart - yeah, she's a total cunt, but she is a cunt, a sister. She was punished enough, thought Lesi.
She came to the canyon where Torr was supposed to be, but found only an angry robot there.
Angry, but broken, so it wasn't hard to break him even further.
Took a bit of running, but Lesi always has cared for her health and, as you know, jogging is a healthy activity.
Torr wasn't there, though.
But then Lesi spoke with the mother of swindler woman, who has suggested to look in the canyon once again...
And this time, Torr really was there.
Gosh, what a troublesome family.
Despite her regrets, Lesi hasn't missed an opportunity to milk these womans out of some cash. Nowhere near the sum she paid for the servant, but at least something.
Den once again. All of the thieving kids from the streets were put into orphanage, so Lesi could visit local establishments without a fear of her possessions being stolen.
She spent some time in the bar, listening to the patrons' stories.
Then she learned about existence of "New Reno" city from one of the local drug pushers - sounded like a place in dire need of feminist attention.
She also bought a locket that supposedly belonged to some dead local girl, living in the same house where hallucination has visited Lesi - she still refused believe in such nonsense, it's just that this chauvinist pig didn't deserve to possess such a thing.
Out of morbid curiosity, Lesi has visited that house once again and, to her total surprise, hallucination resurfaced. Stupefied, she gave hallucination the locket it demanded, and suddenly, her vision was clear once again. She has noticed one detail that she skipped before- probably was too drugged to notice. Some skeletal remains of a woman lied on the floor.
Lesi sighed. So this story has a sound and reasonable explanation - that drug pushing pig dug out girl's body and brought her here to loot. Taking all of the valuables, he left the body here to rot. Stumbling onto this grizzly picture in drugged state, it was only logical for Lesi to imagine something like that. And second hallucination is, well, who knows how those drugs work? The only downside is that she somehow lost that pretty locket in all the commotion... But at least Lesi managed to rebury girl's remains - no sister deserved to have her rest disturbed in such way.
This whole experience gave her a lot of things to think about.
Comparing the prices between two local bars, Lesi has invented the scheme to promote feminine dominance in the Den, but it'll have to come later.
Also, she felt a need for some relaxation after all the ordeals. A very specific sort of relaxation. As every self-respecting feminist, Lesi was lesbian.
Lesi was a strong opponent of slut shaming - there's nothing disgusting in a prostitute's job, on the contrary, it allows the woman to exert control over her own body, it's a totally liberating task. In this case, however, she was facing a dirty, filthy, ugly whore, and Lesi really hoped that she'll die in some alley, raped to death by some crazy client. Homophobic trash.
She decided to vent her anger off by walking around the city. Out of curiosity, she lied her way into the church of some kind.
She hoped for some sort of hot debates with religious morons, but all she found inside was just rows of boring crates.
Then in her walk she found the same man who killed her in her vision - she offed him without any kind of doubt. Even if he did nothing, he was sure to do something - Lesi knew it, she saw it in his eyes.
It was a time for long trip to New Reno. First thing she stumbled across was a gang attempting to rob a caravan - attempt failed, and Lesi was able to snatch a couple of weapons from robbers still warm corpses.
Second thing was a pair of angry molerats.
They gave Lesi a number of bruises...
But, in the end, were no match for her elegant maneuvers and deadly throws.
Before reaching New Reno, Lesi discovered another city - Redding.
And with plenty of locks to practice on!
She decided not to stay for long and, for her own safety, to get a caravan trip. However, she missed New Reno caravan by one day, what a pity. Instead of waiting a full month, she chose to embark on another one, headed to Vault city.
Even so, she had to spend a couple of days here. She didn't felt like interacting with locals, so she spent her time in an abandoned building here, exercising to heighten her pain threshold and practice her medical skills.
And the training paid off, although in an unpredictable way - somehow, Lesi has started to move much, much faster.
But not entirely unpredictable - becoming better at tending wounds was a given, considering the amount of times Lesi had to treat herself.
Finally, the day of the caravan came.
The trip was relatively safe - they have been ambushed only once, by a pack of hungry geckos.
Lesi felt little need to involve herself, however, the guards managed to waste most of their ammo somehow...
And it all came down to melee, and teeth and claws of geckos were more dangerous there than bare knuckles of guards. Lesi was forced to throw some spears at the critters...
But then those bloody guards began to pick those spears for their own use! The nerve they have!!!
In retaliation, Lesi has snatched a pistol that was dropped by the caravan master - she felt herself cheated a bit, considering it was an inferior weapon, but it was nothing she could've changed.
Vault City greeted her coldly.
Of course Lesi was a lucky charm - it's just a feminist touch, you see, that's how it works.
She spent some of those money to buy herself a fake citizenship papers - a person of great importance like her couldn't be bothered with day passes and constant searches by the guard.
Seeing a sister in dire need, Lesi resolved her problems easily.
Then she talked to some male who, despite his rotten nature, has spoken some words of wisdom. Lesi agreed to help him by delivering some kind of a package, considering she was headed to Reno anyways, but put no priority to this task.
There also was a functional library here, so Lesi has borrowed a number of feminist literature books with little intention of returning them. They'll see a better use in her hands.
She also agreed to do some scouting work for the local police officer - not out of respect to this male, but out of adoration of local leader which she has heard many wonderful things about. Unfortunately, Lesi wasn't quite able to secure a meeting with her.
She was able to secure herself a hefty advance on that scouting job, however - without asking the sergeant, but she was sure he'd agree.
Her fate met her as she was scouting Gecko. Three figures in bulky, masculine shaped armor, wielding huge, phallic weapons. If they were not the avatars of rape culture, then what was? As bursts of fire ejaculated from thick barrels of their guns, turning an innocent woman and her child into bloody rags, Lesi fully understood her destiny. She couldn't do anything at the moment, but she knew that one day this male patriarch will fall by her hand.
Returning to vault city to report her success, she gained a gift of gratitude from the mechanic girl she has helped. Sister helps sister, isn't that beautiful?
Then she took a trip to Gecko, home to the radiation burned ghouls. Their bodies were burnt to extent that it was not very clear whether they were male or female in their past lives, and this fact disturbed Lesi greatly - I mean, how do you combat oppression when you can't distinguish a victim from the oppressor?
She exchanged her newly acquired repair kit for a car part - she saw one back in the Den, and the thought of owning a car cheered her up greatly. Why walk when you can ride?
While picking the locks here, she got into small talk with one of the ghouls and this has resulted in her promising him to deliver some sort of a disk to Vault City. Later Lesi noted to herself that she became too kind to the plights of the males - they're all potential rapists, let's not forget that.
Walking to Den, she encountered a Vault City patrol shooting some wild dogs down. One female soldier got bitten, so Lesi stopped and offered to treat her wounds.
Then she picked some nice loot in another robbers versus caravan shootout.
Slightly before Den, she was ambushed by Kaga - stupid male from Arroyo, who hoped to become the Chosen One. Pathetic fool, you must be female to become the Chosen One, don't you know? He wasn't alone - he had a number of brigands with him, so Lesi was forced to inhale some jet....
And run for her life. One bullet has grazed her cheek, one inch to the right and she'd be dead....
The stupid mechanic barely knew his job, yet somehow he managed to install the detail into car...
So Lesi could engage in further travels...
end of part I.
1. This is a feminist LP. We will combat male patriarchy, misoginy, chauvinism and rape culture all across the wasteland, because those are the issues most important for rebuilding the world clean & healthy. We will promote female dominance (as it is clear that males are incapable of any kind peaceful coexistence - it was the males who started the nuclear apocalypse, after all) and sisterhood.
2. Throwing weapons are undoubtedly best weapons in Fallout 2. After all, the most powerful weapon in the game belongs to this skill, how can they be anything else? Therefore, because feminists, unlike those dumbfuck overprivileged straight white male gamers, are actually smart, that's what we're going to use throughout the whole game. Throw up, sisters!!! Oh, and explosives are kinda cute too.
3. This is a semi-hardcore LP. We're playing on hard and will reload only under the most gravest circumstances. We also won't do any game-breaking shit (like straight out navarro), although we will try to squeeze the game as hard as possible.
4. No male hirelings - all they're capable is sexual harassment anyways.
5. Chem abuse - woman's right to own her body (and do whatever she pleases with it) is a cornerstone for any kind of civilized world and we will exercise it in this particular matter.
Let us proceed. Part I:
Lesi considers herself an exemplar feminist, possessing smarts far beyond the realm of common men (any men, for that matters - not like they could ever show any signs of intelligence), being as physically capable as any chauvinist pig (no doubt!), showing uncanny reflexes and grace and, most importantly, it is as though some kind of higher power blessed her with an extraordinary luck. Not that she believes in such bullshit, obviously, she's absolutely rational and secular girl, but it is as though. She wouldn't pass the scrutiny of male objectification, but why do we even talk about that filth?
She is skilled in the throwing weapons (fuck those bozars, vindicators, YKs, power fists and rocket launchers - throwing weapons is a true feminist's choice), her trained fingers will break any lock, and she has enough inner authority to subjugate any chauvinist pig unto her bidding.
Lesi lived in the great matriarchal community of Arroyo, founded by the legendary Vault Dweller (surely you heard of the famous heroine!) and prospering under the guidance of wise Elder. Unfortunately, because of incompetence of male hunters & cattle herders, Arroyo is now facing great hunger, and only a feminine intervention may save it from starvation.
But first, Lesi needs to prove to Elder that she is a real feminist and not some second-rate pretender. To do this, she must pass the temple of trials.
But, considered she's armed with a great throwing weapon, that's barely a challenge.
You can throw a spear, you can pick it up then throw it again - can you do the same with the bullet? Of course you can't, silly! And bullets don't grow on trees, this is a wasteland, there's far too few healthy trees here for the bullets to grow on them.
So the scheme is simple - you throw a spear at the ant, if it survives, you pick up the spear, equip it and throw it again, all until the mark is dead. Unfortunately, Lesi managed to suffer a couple of painful bites in the process. No worry!
She's smart enough to get herself back into shape even when she has access to nothing but dirt and her own urine! Who needs those expensive medicaments when you can use these?
In one of the side rooms she finds a male skeletons - stupid male, daring to become the chosen one... But maybe it was the only kind of purpose that could've entered into his pointless existence - to die here while holding onto his spear, thus leaving it for Lesi to acquire.
Yes, with two spears, those pesky scorpions fall that much faster.
Next is a trapped room - Lesi knew they were shooting sharpened poles and, at first, wanted to milk traps for those. However, she remembered that, as a true feminist, she preferred to stay away from any kind of activity involving the poles (especially waxing), so she chose to simply disarm the traps. It took her a while, but she obviously succeeded.
Then, after sniping another scorpion, she felt a sudden rush of strength and confidence, her grip becoming steadier and her aim more precise.
No scorpion were match for her (especially not the male ones).
Finishing the annoying insects, she patched herself up once again while passing another of temple's trials - blowing the door.
Crushing more pests...
She found herself in front of the final guardian of the temple. Ah, males, is there anything you can do besides fighting and raping? Unfortunately, no. As a harbinger of new era, Lesi doesn't have time for your moronic habits.
Ah, the vault suit, the symbol of the Chosen One, the hope to every oppressed and subjugated woman around the globe! Obviously, Lesi's happiness is quickly spoiled by another incompetent male, incapable of doing even the simplest of menial tasks. "No wonder our village is facing ruin", she thought.
Then she moved around the village a bit, gathering supplies for her long journey. She even borrowed some money and flint from her aunt Morlis - aunt never liked Lesi because she was one of those poor patriarchy supporters, so Lesi barely felt any guilt about it. Bitch deserved it.
You're a male, thought Lesi, what else can you know? Ah, but sometimes it can be useful to exploit the addictions of weaker gender, so Lesi took a couple of brawling lessons from him.
Lesi saw a carnivorous plant in the shaman's garden. She cared not about his retarded superstitions (don't you find that "his" and "retarded" look splendidly when placed in the same sentence?), but what if one of the village's girls will be harmed?
Not on Lesi's watch.
Then she decided to save one of her tribesmen's pet dog from the geckos. Hot that she cared about tribesman, but she cared about the dog.
She chose to let those geckos live, thus saving them for Arroyo's best huntresses, and just sneaked past them, grabbed the dog, then sneaked out.
Giving her farewells to the Elder, she rushed to her first destination point - Klamath, a rather primitive village.
First things first, she tried to buy off a male servant from the local businesslady (no wonder that it's the female who is the biggest cattle owner in town). She had quite a bit luggage and dragging it on her own was becoming tiresome. However, Lesi was swindled harshly - despite paying the full price for the creature, it refused to accompany her! And no amount of complaints would force the supposedly previous owner to return the money! The scam!
Thus dawned on Lesi that rape culture has many supporters across the wastelands, and not all of them male.
Realisation brought a new level of insight to Lesi, showing her how to better remove the shackles of patriarchy.
She decides to get her revenge for this insult - first and foremost, by cleaning this place. She also practices her skills on every door and lock she can find, getting more and more experienced in the process.
She also stocks up on beer - somehow, she feels that it's gonna be important later.
And not even the well-hidden sledgehammer escapes her eye - destruction of patriarchy must get funded at any cost!
She notices something peculiar about those brahmins, though.
In one of the buildings, she found a couple of throwing knives. At first, she was rejoiced...
But then she looked at her spears and understood that she'd rather throw them.
Lesi locked and unlocked doors, pondering the burden of rape culture and the ways to subvert it in the process.
Many bright ideas have entered her head.
In the process, she stumbled across a large rats' nest.
And she needed not a flute to drive them away - her spears were quite adequate for the task.
Speaking of rats's nests... Finishing her business in Klamath hastily, she traveled to the nearby town of Den.
Den lived up to its name. Still, there were locks to pick so Lesi kept herself busy.
In search of more locks, she stumbled across an abused & neglected kid. She wasn't surprised to learn that it was a doing of a single father - a single father, who would allow such a travesty in a civilized place! It's better for kid to live in an orphanage than with a single father. In fact, Lesi made up her mind about organizing an orphanage here.
Before leaving the house, she locked the abusive father in this room - who knows, maybe the bastard will die out of starvation there. Serves him right.
She was hurrying across the streets when a horrible vision fell upon here.
It was one of the local junkies, rushing towards her and beating her savagely, moving with such a horrible speed that no matter how Lesi tried, she couldn't escape him.
She saw her broken, but still conscious body lay on the cold ground of dirty alley, three crazed junkies surrounding it, piercing it with the rape-thirsty gazes...
Then the vision has ended. So horrified she was that she immediately rushed back to Klamath, grudginlgly engaging in barter with swindler woman to get herself some protection. Truly, no woman can feel safe while the rape culture prevails.
On her way back, some stupid bandits tried to rob her (in best case scenario), but she evaded them easily.
Back into Den. At the local graveyard, she looked at the tombstones and saw mostly male names. Without much hesitation, she dug those graves open. When there are so many poor, needing women (like Lesi) in this world, how dare those oppressors to get their valuable things buried with them? Can't those overprivileged scums share at least a little? They can, if you nudge them a bit, thought Lesi.
Among her findings, was a couple of funny looking pills. So tasty they looked that she devoured them immediately.
A burst of wild strength filled her body, so powerful that even after the end of drug's effect some of it will remain.
Somewhat stupefied by the drug, she went to the local dinery. After listening to some sob stories, Lesi had a good, long discussion with Mom - the smartest and kindest person in this town. Obviously, a woman. Ah, if only stupid males would stop their pathetic struggles for power and threw themselves under caressing feminine rule, how soon the world would be transformed into utopia...
Mom also asked Lesi to deliver a meal to one of her clients. Lesi wasn't exactly keen on doing a favor for male, but since it was Mom who asked her... Ok. As if to compensate for this, she felt another rush of insight, this time her rhetoric skills has improved tenfold.
Wandering the city, Lesi find a fitting house for the orphanage. Sadly, it was occupied with some vermin, but that was easy to solve.
Squatters surrounded Lesi, but their drunked punches barely felt through her leather armor.
Her spears, on the other hand, brought the bastards down with relative ease.
Especially when she managed to score a good aimed shot.
Feeling their death nearby, the squatters have tried to escape, but Lesi was relentless...
And merciless.
Each one of the squatters got a spear...
In their back.
On her trip to Mom, Lesi has found that those drugs that she took also had a hallucinogenic effect.
In the morning, an aftereffect of the drug hit her, making Lesi feel weak and extremely nauseous. Guess everything has its price...
That wasn't enough to prevent her from establishing orphanage, though, now that the building was free. And yeah, Mom, no one was hurt. No one of value, anyways.
Afterwards Lesi met with the head of a local slave guild - a vile & despicable scum, an avatar of rape culture, basically. However, Lesi could do nothing about him at the moment - despite having superior throwing weapons, the guard was too numerous for her. So she decided to feign some civility and bought some spears from the criminal, of clearly tribal origin - his lackeys must have taken them from bodies of poor proud huntresses, slain by them. Well, if she can't liberate the slaves, at least she'll liberate the spears - and on one of those very spears she'll soon stick his head.
She informed the kid of his bright future (well, as bright as a male can have, but she hoped that Mom will reform him with feminist touch), then rushed back to Klamath.
She tried hunting some geckos there, but it was not to her taste - her enemy is patriarchy, not some dumb critters.
In local bar, she proved once again that woman is as physically capable as man.
Which is an obvious fact, but the twisted propaganda of patriarchy often makes people think differently. And nothing is more disgusting than thinking differently. I mean, we're right and just and tolerating and whatnot - why the hell would you think differently from scum if you're not an oppressor?
Then she decided to take revenge on the swindler woman. A local guy (which everyone treated as an idiot, although he seemed like an average male to Lesi) offered her a guarding job.
And those ugly twins came with a counter-proposition. Usually, Lesi would've rejected it, but since it's a herd of that swindler woman... Sure.
It's not like she was OK with their crimes, however - she gathered some evidence so those males will be punished. In time.
Now it was time so send Torr on some foolish errand...
And rustle some cattle. Serves the bitch right.
Lesi also found a bunch of scorpions nearby...
And used them for target practice. Never can have enough practice - throwing weapons are strong, but demanding.
Then, seeing how swindler woman was concerned about her brother, she felt a tint of regret in her heart - yeah, she's a total cunt, but she is a cunt, a sister. She was punished enough, thought Lesi.
She came to the canyon where Torr was supposed to be, but found only an angry robot there.
Angry, but broken, so it wasn't hard to break him even further.
Took a bit of running, but Lesi always has cared for her health and, as you know, jogging is a healthy activity.
Torr wasn't there, though.
But then Lesi spoke with the mother of swindler woman, who has suggested to look in the canyon once again...
And this time, Torr really was there.
Gosh, what a troublesome family.
Despite her regrets, Lesi hasn't missed an opportunity to milk these womans out of some cash. Nowhere near the sum she paid for the servant, but at least something.
Den once again. All of the thieving kids from the streets were put into orphanage, so Lesi could visit local establishments without a fear of her possessions being stolen.
She spent some time in the bar, listening to the patrons' stories.
Then she learned about existence of "New Reno" city from one of the local drug pushers - sounded like a place in dire need of feminist attention.
She also bought a locket that supposedly belonged to some dead local girl, living in the same house where hallucination has visited Lesi - she still refused believe in such nonsense, it's just that this chauvinist pig didn't deserve to possess such a thing.
Out of morbid curiosity, Lesi has visited that house once again and, to her total surprise, hallucination resurfaced. Stupefied, she gave hallucination the locket it demanded, and suddenly, her vision was clear once again. She has noticed one detail that she skipped before- probably was too drugged to notice. Some skeletal remains of a woman lied on the floor.
Lesi sighed. So this story has a sound and reasonable explanation - that drug pushing pig dug out girl's body and brought her here to loot. Taking all of the valuables, he left the body here to rot. Stumbling onto this grizzly picture in drugged state, it was only logical for Lesi to imagine something like that. And second hallucination is, well, who knows how those drugs work? The only downside is that she somehow lost that pretty locket in all the commotion... But at least Lesi managed to rebury girl's remains - no sister deserved to have her rest disturbed in such way.
This whole experience gave her a lot of things to think about.
Comparing the prices between two local bars, Lesi has invented the scheme to promote feminine dominance in the Den, but it'll have to come later.
Also, she felt a need for some relaxation after all the ordeals. A very specific sort of relaxation. As every self-respecting feminist, Lesi was lesbian.
Lesi was a strong opponent of slut shaming - there's nothing disgusting in a prostitute's job, on the contrary, it allows the woman to exert control over her own body, it's a totally liberating task. In this case, however, she was facing a dirty, filthy, ugly whore, and Lesi really hoped that she'll die in some alley, raped to death by some crazy client. Homophobic trash.
She decided to vent her anger off by walking around the city. Out of curiosity, she lied her way into the church of some kind.
She hoped for some sort of hot debates with religious morons, but all she found inside was just rows of boring crates.
Then in her walk she found the same man who killed her in her vision - she offed him without any kind of doubt. Even if he did nothing, he was sure to do something - Lesi knew it, she saw it in his eyes.
It was a time for long trip to New Reno. First thing she stumbled across was a gang attempting to rob a caravan - attempt failed, and Lesi was able to snatch a couple of weapons from robbers still warm corpses.
Second thing was a pair of angry molerats.
They gave Lesi a number of bruises...
But, in the end, were no match for her elegant maneuvers and deadly throws.
Before reaching New Reno, Lesi discovered another city - Redding.
And with plenty of locks to practice on!
She decided not to stay for long and, for her own safety, to get a caravan trip. However, she missed New Reno caravan by one day, what a pity. Instead of waiting a full month, she chose to embark on another one, headed to Vault city.
Even so, she had to spend a couple of days here. She didn't felt like interacting with locals, so she spent her time in an abandoned building here, exercising to heighten her pain threshold and practice her medical skills.
And the training paid off, although in an unpredictable way - somehow, Lesi has started to move much, much faster.
But not entirely unpredictable - becoming better at tending wounds was a given, considering the amount of times Lesi had to treat herself.
Finally, the day of the caravan came.
The trip was relatively safe - they have been ambushed only once, by a pack of hungry geckos.
Lesi felt little need to involve herself, however, the guards managed to waste most of their ammo somehow...
And it all came down to melee, and teeth and claws of geckos were more dangerous there than bare knuckles of guards. Lesi was forced to throw some spears at the critters...
But then those bloody guards began to pick those spears for their own use! The nerve they have!!!
In retaliation, Lesi has snatched a pistol that was dropped by the caravan master - she felt herself cheated a bit, considering it was an inferior weapon, but it was nothing she could've changed.
Vault City greeted her coldly.
Of course Lesi was a lucky charm - it's just a feminist touch, you see, that's how it works.
She spent some of those money to buy herself a fake citizenship papers - a person of great importance like her couldn't be bothered with day passes and constant searches by the guard.
Seeing a sister in dire need, Lesi resolved her problems easily.
Then she talked to some male who, despite his rotten nature, has spoken some words of wisdom. Lesi agreed to help him by delivering some kind of a package, considering she was headed to Reno anyways, but put no priority to this task.
There also was a functional library here, so Lesi has borrowed a number of feminist literature books with little intention of returning them. They'll see a better use in her hands.
She also agreed to do some scouting work for the local police officer - not out of respect to this male, but out of adoration of local leader which she has heard many wonderful things about. Unfortunately, Lesi wasn't quite able to secure a meeting with her.
She was able to secure herself a hefty advance on that scouting job, however - without asking the sergeant, but she was sure he'd agree.
Her fate met her as she was scouting Gecko. Three figures in bulky, masculine shaped armor, wielding huge, phallic weapons. If they were not the avatars of rape culture, then what was? As bursts of fire ejaculated from thick barrels of their guns, turning an innocent woman and her child into bloody rags, Lesi fully understood her destiny. She couldn't do anything at the moment, but she knew that one day this male patriarch will fall by her hand.
Returning to vault city to report her success, she gained a gift of gratitude from the mechanic girl she has helped. Sister helps sister, isn't that beautiful?
Then she took a trip to Gecko, home to the radiation burned ghouls. Their bodies were burnt to extent that it was not very clear whether they were male or female in their past lives, and this fact disturbed Lesi greatly - I mean, how do you combat oppression when you can't distinguish a victim from the oppressor?
She exchanged her newly acquired repair kit for a car part - she saw one back in the Den, and the thought of owning a car cheered her up greatly. Why walk when you can ride?
While picking the locks here, she got into small talk with one of the ghouls and this has resulted in her promising him to deliver some sort of a disk to Vault City. Later Lesi noted to herself that she became too kind to the plights of the males - they're all potential rapists, let's not forget that.
Walking to Den, she encountered a Vault City patrol shooting some wild dogs down. One female soldier got bitten, so Lesi stopped and offered to treat her wounds.
Then she picked some nice loot in another robbers versus caravan shootout.
Slightly before Den, she was ambushed by Kaga - stupid male from Arroyo, who hoped to become the Chosen One. Pathetic fool, you must be female to become the Chosen One, don't you know? He wasn't alone - he had a number of brigands with him, so Lesi was forced to inhale some jet....
And run for her life. One bullet has grazed her cheek, one inch to the right and she'd be dead....
The stupid mechanic barely knew his job, yet somehow he managed to install the detail into car...
So Lesi could engage in further travels...
end of part I.