In the year of 2317, a simple scavenger is thrown away from his regular day to day of raiding Vaults as a great danger rises over his home of New Arlington, calling for any hero to stop it. Our scavenger Mike, joined by his Ghoul neighbor Alex, head out to the Texan Wastelands in order to build a true army in order to take down the greatest scourge of the Lone Star State.

Ryder, fresh meat to the Mojave, finds himself in company of one of the most vicious beasts to walk the land, a Deathclaw. He is forced to raise it, and could it have picked a stupider person to imprint on? To survive they must gather allies, all the way from robot geniuses to drug-induced animals, to combat the Purifiers that want to burn the Mojave back to the Old World ways.

My name is Saviik and I tell you: Skyrim is dangerous! Thalmor try to exterminate Talos worshippers, a civil war is here, but what's worse is that Dragons are on the loose. And then you just have to be a Dragonborn who is destined to slay the World-Eater Alduin. Why do I have these problems! Dovahkiin x female Alduin. (Currently being rewritten)

Scout and Sniper go missing, Spy recruits a reluctant chauffeur, and Engineer gets a lot more trouble than he bargained for. Sometimes, you need a woman's touch to straighten things out. Or Scout's Ma gets the boys together to go after Scout whether they wanted to or not. (stress written across 2 weeks in June- will finish WIPs x x)[Cross-posted from AO3]