Synth OS v1.1 © 2070 RobCo
Loading visual interface...
Running diagnostics...
Minor damage detected at the occiput.
Damage received is negligible.
The Overseer looks around, studying her surroundings carefully. She was laying on a makeshift bed inside a very messy wooden room. She could hear laughs outside the door. Looking down, she notices her clothes were missing.
How did I get here? Why am I naked? Browsing her memory files, the synth recalls an explosion and then... darkness. It must have been an EMP grenade... Goddamn raiders again, the Overseer thought to herself. They never learn.
The synth gets off the bed, opens the door, and heads straight to the happy party. They were playing cards and drinking beer. There was so much smoke in the room one could hardly see.
"I need your clothes, your boots and your plasma rifle," the Overseer says without blinking.
She was looking at who seems to be the leader of that gang. The Raiders start laughing, closing in on the synth with their bats and fists. Bodies start flying across the room, thrown away like puppets on strings. It was hilarious. And painful. When she's done, the Overseer undresses the Raider boss and quickly leaves the house.
After many hours of wandering through the desert, the Overseer finally managed to locate the Away Team. Or rather what's left of them. Poor bastards... Deathclaws for sure.
Time to head back, I guess, the synth thought to itself. The very next second, she was sent flying through the air. The Overseer didn't had any time to react. She could hear scratches and it *felt* like she was being ripped apart. Then... darkness.
When it finally opened its eyes, the synth saw it was missing a leg and a hand. Damn it! The Overseer quickly realizes she's not going anywhere anytime soon. Her only option now was to radio her people, and hope to Atom someone would come to her rescue.
"If anyone listens, this is the Overseer. I found the Away Team; they're all dead. And looks like what killed them found me. I am missing my left hand and my right leg. If you can hear this message, I need help. To call it an emergency would be an understatement. I don't know my current location, my internal GPS is malfunctioning. Actually, nothing is working, except my visuals and comms. I'm not sure what happened. My best guess would be that a deathclaw took me by surprise and knocked me out. Then it must have lost interest and left me here. My diagnostics show I've been 'out' for 3 days, 4 hours, 7 minutes and 25 seconds. I can't move. And even if I could, I am missing one leg.
For the first time in my life, I am scared - if you can believe such a thing could happen to a synth like me. I guess missing a leg and a hand would do that, since my chances of survival at this point are close to zero. I will take a photo of my current location and send it to the terminal in my office, I'm sure someone will recognize this area. The password is: 'humanssuck'. Yes, I know... I'm sorry, I'll change it when I get back. Please send help. I don't want to die. I will enter in Power Save mode now to conserve energy. I hope you find me. Overseer out."