I finally figured out how to crunch the first 10 minutes of Fallout 4.
Booyah!
I'll be sure to use this method for certain plot points.
The First day in the Commonwealth
October 23rd 2287
Sanctuary Hills, Boston Massachusetts
Nathan "Nate" Shaw
Sole Survivor
No Affiliation
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"This is Lieutenant Nate. Entry log number one. The current date and time of this recording is October 23, 2287… 9:26 in the morning. The last morning I remember was being with my wife and son. We were just getting ready for the day and the next thing we know the USA was getting nuked with the rest of the world. In Vault 111, we were put into cryo sleep. During our sleep my wife was shot by a man, a bald head and a scar across his face. And then Shaun was taken by some people in high grade hazmat suits. I managed to escape the vault with this Cryolator gun and Pip Boy. My first instinct was to return home and I found it in ruins. The only thing intact was Codsworth. He gave me a brief rundown and I can confirm that I've been frozen for about 210 years… So I've established my old neighborhood of Sanctuary Hills as a base of operations. Codsworth said that some settlers turned this place into a settlement about fifty years ago. They left behind all I need to get this place back in order. Water sources, workbenches, cooking and chem stations, I mean Hell they even left a power armor station at my neighbors house. Codsworth said he'll clean the gardens while I'm gone. Supplies are scarce and the grilled roaches I made a while ago taste like shit but it was enough protein to keep going. The only lead to finding my son are the locals in Concord as said by Codsworth. He kept my safe under the bed so I won't be leaving this neighborhood in just this skin tight vault suit. End recording."
Nate pulled out his recorded holotape log and stashed it above the safe. Swapping his vault suit for his old military fatigues, and checking the condition and the amount of ammo clips for his 9mm. Both are in good condition despite the long amount of years. His combat knife was still sharp to Nate's relief. His old military hat, binoculars, patrolman sunglasses and dog tags were in average condition. Then last but not least was his old yet still handy service rifle equipped with a short ranged ACOG sight, foregrip and mounted flashlight. The mag inside was full and six more spares were lined up inside the safe.
Before leaving the old house, Nate took one last look at Shaun's crib.
"I'm coming buddy." Nate said with a stern look of determination.
"Excuse me sir." Codsworth arrived just as Nate left the old home, "I packed your bag with your requested essentials. Good thing your neighbor Jahani stashed MRE's and pouched water in his cellar long before the bombs fell. Hahaha! Also I found this Fusion Core in a nearby APC ruin down the river. Maybe it could be of use. Also these caps here are the Commonwealth's currency. So that cash you have is better left as fire kindling. I'm afraid I couldn't find any spare stimpacks but I was able to fill your canteen with clean water from the faucets and your sleeping bag is 100% clean of any bedbugs."
"Thanks Codsworth." Nate said while taking his old Army backpack.
"I look forward to seeing you with young Shaun again. Oh speaking of which I almost forgot. I found this holotape from the missus. I believe she was going to give it to you before what happened when the bombs fell."
"Alright Codsworth, you did good. I'll be back before you know it."
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"Alright Shaun, say bye bye! Bye Honey, we love you!" Nora said over the holotape as Shaun was making noises as the tape cut to blank.
Nate took a slow stroll as he was hearing Nora's message. A light smile crept through his lips as he made his way to the Red Rocket truck stop. At the corner of his eye inside the gas station, he could see a dark colored ball of fur ruffle around the windows. Just before Nate could sneak a peek to investigate, a full grown german shepherd leaped out from the window. The dog sprinted over to Nate with no sense of hostility towards him.
"Hey boy what are you doing out here by yourself? You wanna come with me pal?" Nate asked as the dog barked in a positive response, "Okay then let's stick together. I'll call you Dogmeat from here on."
Nate and his new friend, Dogmeat, arrived at the nearby fork in the road to find a couple of men in ragged clothes and crudely built weapons. They didn't look friendly and Dogmeat didn't look to welcome their presence. Before Nate could consider shooting them, he started by overhearing their conversation first.
"Man that bitch hardly put up a fight. All she had was some stupid locket." One of them boasted.
"Whatever those stupid farmers know their place. Let's get going, maybe we can go loot that other farm." Said another.
Nate couldn't stand to hear anymore, whoever these guys were they weren't going to be ones to talk things out. Nate switched his rifle to single shot and dropped both men before they could react.
Nate slowly made his way to the corpses and searched them for any ammo or food. If anything they had the locket they talked about and some .38 rounds. Anything else wasn't worth the weight. They didn't even have any food.
Nate could hear more gunfire down the street towards Concord. Making his way down he could see more of those poorly equipped looters and a man up in the museum's top balcony. Taking a closer look with his binoculars the man in the balcony looked to be in more trouble than the rest, so he decided to help him out of this situation.
With all the constant gunfire, picking off the other ragged shooters was easy enough. One bullet to the back of the head each, and they didn't even notice.
"Hey up here! On the balcony! I've got a group of settlers inside! The Raiders are almost through the door! Grab that Laser Musket and help us! Please!" The man shouted in sheer desperation.
Nate looked down at the laser weapon wrapped in wood, duct tape, and a crank to charge the battery. Nate didn't seem to need a crudely designed 'musket' given his selection of ballistic weaponry. Instead he strapped the weapon across the side of his backpack. Checking his current amount of bullets Nate quietly opened the front door to the Museum of Freedom.
