not my best writing. Prompt for the Fallout Kink Meme, Men Of New Vegas:The women in their lives. This is goofy, and I'm writing it like it's a story board for an episode of an A&E reality show...Like Hoarders or Intervention...They all have the same black screen white text formula.
A spotlight light clicks on over the face of Benny, he lights a cigarette and exhales with a wink. The screen fades to black and a prompt with white text appears saying "Tell us about your experiences with Courier Six." Benny runs his fingers through his greased back hair and shifts in his chair. He blinks and tries not to look at the camera, the viewers unsure if he's emotional or has smoke in his eyes. Words appear under his body, identifying him as "Benny, Former Head of the Chairmen."
"Yeah, not my favorite subject. She was a cool bird, real Ring-a-ding broad. She did me a solid considered at our first meeting I kinda shot her in the head," Benny pauses and takes a long drag off of his cigarette, "do you mind if I drink?" Benny nods to someone off screen and takes out a hip flask, he quickly unscrews it and swallows the liquid inside.
Focus on the side profile of Benny's face, half illuminated half in shadow, "Guess I ain't real square with the head shooting part, not after what happened. Crazy kid, she came to New Vegas you know, put her hand on my dick and directed me up to bed. I don't know if the charm of the old Ben-ster is just that great, or if I knocked a few too many marbles out of that old noggin of hers, but when I woke up the next morning she was curled up in my bed like a trusting puppy."
Cut to Bennie's face full on, Benny takes another drink from the flask. "Felt real bad about leaving her like that the whole time I was walking to the Legion outpost. Thought to myself, 'Benny, of all the screwed up dames in this world, why'd this one have to come back and cuddle you when she should have been stabbing?' Thought long and hard about just turning around, picking that kid up, and leaving House, the NCR, Caesar's Legion, and my own robot Yes Man to sort it out among themselves. Had these sick dreams about kids and a small house somewhere, thought maybe I could make this old crook go straight for that girl."
Screen fades to black, white text once again appears, "Tell us what happened at Fortification Hill."
"That yahoo Caesar had me tied up and thrown in his tent. Let his boys get a couple of good kicks in on me too, "Benny says face first in the camera, continuing his habit of smoking and taking the occasional drink. "Thought I was done for, and then I heard a man with a raspy voice report back to Caesar, said he'd invited the Courier to come to Fortification Hill. Figured I was either double dead or the luckiest guy alive. Gotta hand it to that Ring-a-ding gal, she marched right up there and helped me escape. Like I said, luck favors the old Ben-ster."
The screen goes dark and a title appears asking "Tell us about Emily Ortal."
Fade back in from black, Camera pulled out, Benny crushes out his cigarette and looks a little forlorn. "Ring-a-ding babe that one. Real Ring-a-ding. We done here, or are you going to keep bringing up the Dames I regret leaving behind?" The screen fades to black as Benny pulls the microphone off of his collar and begins to argue with an unseen person.