Author note:
Here are a few things about the Courier
Name: Wyatt
Age: late 20's or early 30's
Eye color: Gray
Hair color: Black
Hairstyle: short
Height: medium
Body: medium and has some scars
Armors: Joshua Graham's Armor and Ulysses' mask
Starting weapon:
Chance knife
Holorife
That Gun
Ranger Sequoia
Sleepy time
The courier perks:
Quickdraw
Gunslinger
Shotgun Surgeon
Fortune finder
Run 'gun
Swift learner
Jury rigging
Sniper
Brainless
Heartless
Spineless
Big brained
Now, onto the story
…
I was sitting in the middle of the bus, looking out of the window as the bus drove down the road. I've been through some crazy adventures in my life right now, and this would top it. On another planet that might be crazier than Mojave wasteland, I had no idea what I was getting into with becoming a vault hunter.
Then Marcus asked me, "So what's your story?"
"I don't really have a story."
"Oh c'mon, everyone has a story; at least give me something."
"I'm a courier who has been around different places and solving problems."
"With guns?"
"Half the time."
I caught Marcus grin, and he said, "I think you might fit in."
That was when the conversation ended, as he turned the bus around a sharp corner. I looked back at the window to see a large amount of smoke. That gave me a bad feeling in my gut, which was usually not a good sign.
We arrived at what was supposed to be the Crimson Raiders recruitment area. Instead, it burned down to the ground with no one in sight. Whelp I guess I'm the only one the Raiders are going to recruit.
"Damn those COV," said Marcus as he drove the bus away from the burning building
"Now what?"
"I'm dropping off to meet with one of the members of Crimson Raider. I will say sorry in advance."
"Why's that?"
"He's an annoying little turd that you will be tempted to shoot."
"I've met annoying people before I can handle another one."
"We'll see."
I was about to drink from my canteen when I heard a woman's voice speak in my head.
"Good to see someone survived the attack. I'm Lilith, Commander of the Crimson Raiders. And I need your help to find the Vault Map before the cult does. First, you'll meet my scout. Good luck."
Now, I have a woman talking in my head; this day just gets better and better. The bus stop.
"This your stop," said Marcus
"Time to show the raiders and the cult what I got," I said, grabbing my bag and heading out of the bus.
Marcus stopped me and told me, "Try to stay alive. I'd hate to lose a new customer."
I got off the bus, and Marcus drove off. Then I saw a yellow robot with one eye approaching me from an old rest stop. It was bigger than Muggy but smaller than a securtion. The robot was probably Lilith Scout.
"Hey! You must be the new recruit! I am a CL4P-TP steward bot, but you can just call me… General Claptrap of the Crimson Raiders! What's your name?" said the robot
"Wyatt or the courier, and you're not a general."
"And how would you know?"
"Your commander Lilith told me about you."
"oh..uh moving on. Now you might already know about the raiders fighting against the COV and the creepy leaders. Which reminds me here if you're going to obey my every beck and call, you'll need an ECHO device. The ECHO-3."
"An ECHO what does it do?"
"You never heard of an ECHO? Then what's on your forearm?"
"A Pip-boy."
"Judging the device it seems outdated by centuries. ECHO shows you your health, ammo and shield while storing your weapons so you don't have to use that bag anymore. Plus you can take calls."
I can't turn down free tech, and it was useful. Now, I'm not going to ditch the Pip-boy. No way in hell. Turning the ECHO device on, it started displaying the map, my health, and my ammo.
"With that out of the way onto the mission, Lilith wants us to take over the COV propaganda center. Time to show those culty weirdos not to mess with Crimson raider. Follow me, recruit to glory."
I followed Claptrap to a lock gate, and he tried to open it but couldn't.
"A locked gate? No. This can't be happening. The entire mission is ruined. Think, Claptrap, think! You're brave! And powerful. And people always do what you tell them to."
"You know there is probably a switch or something to open the gate."
"That's it; recruit find a way to open the door. What a plan I thought of."
I groaned and looked at a half of a car with a few junks around it. Walking behind the car there was a lever. I pulled it, and the gate opened.
"Good job recruit now c'mon."
Following the robot, he rolled across a small wooden bridge and fell apart, making me jump to the other side.
"You can jump well; that'll help in your adventure," said Claptap
Then I see a large fort up ahead with the Children of Vault banner all around. That must be the place.
"The propaganda center is up ahead. Those cultists have been killing Crimson Raiders left and right. They totally suck skag balls! But I've got a fool-proof plan to kick their culty asses. I hid a weapons cache nearby. "
"I've got my own weapons."
"But I went through the trouble of getting it. Just humor me. Please."
I sighed, "fine."
"Great, move quietly and be all stealthy."
Then I had to tune out Claptrap's stealthy music, which he sang. I sneaked around with Claptrap, and we ended up near a rock with a TNT plunger.
"Fire in the hole." Claptrap pulled down the handle, and the rock exploded, revealing a weapon crate.
"I thought you were saying we were supposed to be stealthy?" I asked
" Relax. On Pandora, it's super weird if something's not exploding."
"Um, okay."
I opened the crate to find a gun. When I picked it up, it looked beat up and was a bit heavy.
"These guns, like myself, aren't beholden to their primary function! I can dance! And SING! (singing) And some guns now include an alternative shooting mode! Try it out!."
I flipped a switch on the side of the gun, and it turned into zip rockets. I fired a rocket near a rock formation. It could be helpful, but I should get out one of my guns. I took out my holorifle.
"Recruit follow me and keep up." said Claptrap
We reach the front of the propaganda HQ with the door locked shut.
"Got any ideas how we are supposed to get in?"
"I got this recruit; just act all tough and mysterious. Helloooooo? Anyone there?"
Then, out of the side of the door came some sort of weird device that looked like an eyeball but had a camera in the center.
A voice came out, " This is Shiv, the holy influence of the Children of the Vault! What do you want, Crapbot?"
"Hello, bloodthirsty maniac. It is I, Claptrap, slayer of the Destroyer and Super-General of the Crimson Raiders. I have a badass vault hunter and tons of spies; open the gates now or I'll show my godly wrath."
This bot must be short-circuited if he thinks that's going to work.
"Uh…yeah. Let me think about that," said Shiv
Bullshit.
The camera looked up in the sky momentarily, then Claptrap told me.
"They might call themselves Children of the Vault, but they're still bandits, and bandits are incredibly stupid."
Then the camera looked back at Claptrap, "Okay, we're going to surrender. Please don't kill us, crapbot, I mean Claptrap."
"That's what I thought. Now open the door."
"Just a second. Wait right there." Then the camera went back into the world.
I told Claptrap, "Yeah I think he's going to try to kill us."
"Please you heard that, Shiv is afraid of me and I scored a win for the Crimson Raider."
Then I noticed Claptrap began to float off the ground.
"Claptrap."
Claptrap looks down, "huh, that's why I felt funny."
Then Claptrap was in the air floating with gear and screws. His body pressed against the door. I thought he was about to get crushed, but he went through the door onto a giant magnet.
"Ow my exhaust port," said Claptrap; the magnet pulled him away
Shiv yelled on an intercom, "Kill the heretic in the name of the Calypso."
It's time for some action and get this show on the road.
