Chapter - 2

Courier's logs - Entry 1

Year : 2282

October 27

Strange shit happening to me once again. After 3 days of non-stop scavenging in the big MT I tried fixing the Transportalponder! After somehow fucking it up trying to get to Novac. Now that I think about it, I could've just walked to the big MT and asked them to fix it… Fuck, whatever. What's done is done. Anyway, I must have screwed up the calculations by doing them at 3 in the fucking morning, because the whole thing just overloaded and exploded on me. It could be something else though, I'll have to check later. Anyway, I woke up in a… sea, I think? I honestly feel like I'm forgetting something… about waking up in a lab? I can't remember anything else, it just gives me a headache at one point.

Wouldn't be the first time I forgot shit.

Anyway, I'm following good ol' doc Mitchell's advice and writing these logs in case I forget anything else.

I woke up in what I'm assuming to be a sea, from the salt water and the depth. After almost drowning, I managed to get to the surface and a few minutes after a Pip-boy scare, found something I'm still having a hard time believing:

It can't find a single RobCo satellite.

I don't know where the fuck am I, but its not looking good for me. No Robco satellites basically mean I'm stranded in the middle of butt-fuck-nowhere with zero method of communication.

Good thing was I had enough food to last for a couple of weeks and being in the sea, I could probably fish, unless everything got killed by the radiation. The lack of anything while I was swimming bothered me.

I managed to find some city ruins and am currently writing this from what I'm going to use as my stronghold. It's like 6 in the morning right now. I'm probably going to go explore and see if I can find anything useful.

Year : 2282

October 28

Day two of being stranded in who-knows-where.

As for Yesterday's scavenging results:

Both good news and bad news.

Good news is that I managed to find some canned food, although most of it was expired, but who cares, food is food. Water shouldn't be a problem since I can use the seawater after taking care of the salt. As for clues to where I was, I found some books and papers in some of the buildings.

Bad news is the fact that I couldn't read shit on any of them. I have some experience with Latin and Chinese, but I have no idea what this is. My closest guess would be German, since it looks like the language carved on most of the bullets in the wasteland.

More bad news is that the sea I'm in is weird.

Like, it's always misty, and from the temperature and overall atmosphere, you'd expect there to be some sort of storm brewing or some huge waves… but it's just calm.

Too calm.

I couldn't find a single fish or a speck of marine life no matter how hard I looked. Am I not in the sea? I tried going down to check the depth, but it's very deep in places further from the ruins, meaning there's no way it's not a sea… Hmmm, it's almost as if it's artificial…

Well, the problem that comes with that is the fact that I've lost a very valuable source of food. Guess I'll have to scavenge even more.

Well, I'm going to head out now. I need to find some more things about this place I'm in.

The mist has me sometimes clutching at my throat on reflex though. Damn Sierra Madre.

Year : 2282

October 28

Day 3. Didn't do jackshit today. Felt too tired, so ended up listening to Big Iron on repeat and sleeping. I did make another discovery though. The cans were all made in 1940.

I'm still having a hard time believing this, because if it really is true, it means I'm eating 300 year old food that is probably way beyond expired despite the taste.

I haven't got food poisoning yet though, and it still tastes better than Cram so I guess it's fine?

I'm pretty sure the great war was in 2077. If that's the case how the hell did shit from the 1940s end up here? Or even survive 300 years?

I'm only getting more questions by the day…

Year : 2282

October 29

Day 4. Slept the whole day and woke up at midnight, which is when I'm currently writing this. My habit of sleeping for many days in a row seems to be coming back… I have to be more active.

On another note, I looked at the pieces I have left of the Transportalponder! and figured out what caused the overload.

Short Circuit.

I missed a part where two uninsulated wires crossed.

This is what I get for trying to repair after not sleeping for days, isn't it?

I managed to Jury-rig it back into shape, but it doesn't work. I have no idea how it operates and what did to this, so guess I'm stuck here.

Goodie.

Not like it isn't the first time I've been stuck in places I don't want to be…

Anyway, I'm hitting the sack.

Year : 2282

October 30

Day 5. Got off my ass today and actually scavenged a little bit more. I'd say I'm set food and water wise, unless I somehow end up injuring myself. Stimpaks make me way too hungry. Also found more papers and books, but they are still in German. Anyway, It's only noon right now, so I'm going to try one more time and see what I can find.

Edit:

Holy fuck.

I don't know what the fuck I just saw.

I was looting a pretty high building, then out of the corner of my eye I saw something move when I was near a window. I looked through it and guess what:

I saw three girls fucking walking on water.

Not swimming or floating, but fucking walking.

Am I high?

I've seen many weird things in the Mojave, but never someone managing to walk on water. Only thing that would get you is death by either radiation or Lakelurk back home.

Appearance wise, I can't really remember their faces, but I'm pretty sure one had light brown hair, while the second had gray and the third brown. The light brown haired girl said something to the brown haired girl about a "Z2" but I couldn't catch anything beyond that.

Each of them had some sort of contraption attached to them. Closest thing I can compare it to is the K9000 because the light brown girl's had a maw out of which I could see some turrets sticking out. Each of them also had missiles(torpedoes maybe? I have no idea what the difference is) around their hips. I exited the building and tried getting a closer look, but eventually decided against it. Last time I stuck my nose where it didn't belong, I ended up fighting in a tribal war.

I'm now having doubts whether or not I'm actually on earth… Eh, radiation does weird shit, so I guess it's fine. For all I know this could be a German wasteland thing. Damn do I want to take a look at those contraptions though. Those turrets and missiles looked awesome. Imagine the amount of parts I could get from them.

I'm probably going to stop scavenging for a while, since it seemed like the girls were looking for something or someone, and I am in no situation to pick fights on a whim.

Anyway, it's night here, so I'm going to sleep.

Year : 2282

October 31

Day 6. I ended up repairing my guns all day from scrap I found from my excursions. Didn't feel like doing anything else. Also made my stronghold look more like a habitable place. I've now got a make-shift bed and a table to go with the chair, along with a fridge that doesn't work. Started a scrap pile in one corner of the room too.

Fuck yeah.

I ended up eating a lot of food later. And I gotta say, this canned food tastes amazing even if it's expired. If only we had stuff like this in the wasteland instead of processed cardboard.

Year 2282

November 1

Officially 1 week now. I'm basically just focusing on exploring and finding stuff right now. I've now got a good map of this place on my Pip-boy and am learning German using what I can find on the side. Haven't seen any more girls walking on water for a while, although I am more cautious when traveling, so that might be it.

Not much else to say. I think I got transported cross continent to Germany, which means getting back is going to be one hell of a job or almost impossible.

I definitely will get back home though. I'm not a courier for nothing.

Fuck, I really want to shoot something.

Ich gehe jetzt schlafen.

Author's Notes :

This is sort of a mini-chapter, if you will. I couldn't exactly write Six walking through city ruins for five chapters straight so this is what I'm sticking with. Currently working on chapter 3, but might take a while.

PS:cross-posted on AO3 and Spacebattles.