Back when I was in the Vault as a kid we would play this game called Vaults and Dragons. We found this book way down in one of the rooms behind a stack of molded girlie magazines and a case of Nuka-Cola (empty) among several fairly decimated boxes of mentats and potato crisps. It was called Dungeons & Dragons.
I read it several times before deciding that Dungeons were just vacant or decrepit Vaults and when we started playing the game- we just ended up calling it Vaults & Dragons or V&D. Macky wanted to call it Vaults & Varmits but we locked him in the waste disposal until he took an oath to not even make any more stupid suggestions and we let him out after a couple of hours.
Anyway, In V&D there is this rule that says you can carry only so much loot, weapons, ammo, armor and gear before you start slowing down and then can't move at all. We almost never saw any point in the rule since who needs all that crap anyway? This rule was called encumbrance and was mostly ignored by all of us Grognak Barbarian classes.
Now I stand here and watch Tracy from Vault 98 making her way down to Rivet City hauling what must be a load of stuff. I say this because she is busting butt to get to the bridge since she's got 2 radscorpiaons and 3 super muties following her at a ever decreasing gap.
You see, out here in the wastes, you tend to pick up a lot of stuff that you will probably need tomorrow or next week and it loads you down. The odd thing is you can be carrying full capacity but everytime you check yourself in a store reflection all you see is your clothes, armor- if you are wearing any that day, 1 gun/weapon and a hat or helmet. It's totally deceptive.
For Instance, Tracy is carrying a Laser Rifle that looks to be in very good condition and wearing her Armored Vault 101 suit (yeah somehow there is only Armored Vault 101 suits- no other Vault uniform has ranked getting armored for some reason- inexplicable) Still since she is trudging along very slowly I suspect she is hauling a load of loot to the City Marketplace for a stack of caps.
Me, I am running close to my Encumberance- that is what the Pip-boy on my left arm says when I check my inventory, I can carry 260 lbs of weapons, armor, gear and loot- and ammo, a junk like this leaf-blower and surgical tubing and food and chems and if you don't get the picture I can go on. However, since I am only carrying 258 of my 260 lbs capacity I can run rings around Tracy and those radscorpions and muties.
So I watch her for a while, then decide to help her out by shooting two of the Muties and 1 of the Radscorps while she shoots the others with her laser rifle. I like Tracy, mostly since she keeps me well in stock of burned and scorched books for the journal and she doesn't try to kill me. I guess you could say we might even be friends as much as you can with someone from Vault 98 anyway. She is king of Cute too which helps.
When I catch up to her we divide the loot off the Radscorps and Muties- which lucky for me repairs some of my loot and I keep my Exuberance at 259/260 so I can still jog along. When I look at Tracy she shakes her head and sighs. We look back at the 300 yards to the tower to the bridge across the bay to the Aircraft carrier that is Rivet City. I can see her thinking about the 1 hour "stroll" it will take to get there at least.
"What is your Encumbrance at?" I ask dreading her answer.
You will never believe me. But it is so typical- especially with Hoarders like Tracy. 692/230!
Yep she is dragging 450 plus pounds of stuff across the wasteland since you never ever know when stash locations will get raided or how long a body will last in the wastes.
I take a quick look at her pipboy inventory:
4 assault rifles, 6 Chinese machine guns, 2 sledgehammers, 5 suits of Badland Painspike Armor- repaired, 12 gas tanks, 14 handbrakes, and the list goes on and on. In frustration she dumps it out of the ground. It is a pile bigger than she is. My admiration at her determination grows as I help her repack it. It will not help either of us to share the load as it would surpass both our inventory capacity and then we would both be crawling along all night. Instead I offer to walk her to the door.
It takes 6 hours to walk 300 yards, go up to the bridge, walk across it and then go down the steps to the marketplace.
Somewhere back in my Big Book of Science- the Scientists would tell you that in reality we would be both dragging a huge backpack/sack/wagon full of stuff across this distance with the likelihood we would not be able to move it at all if we didn't have the pipboys!
I know those who don't have them have to rely on Brahmin to do the hauling.
Well that is all I got to say tonight, Tracey is taking me out for a drink and some Radroach burgers down at Muddy Sal's on the westside to celebrate her haul- she made 3400 caps- which let me tell you is like 100 pounds of money (bottle tops- think lots and lots of bottle tops).
This is Ralph from Vault 103 signing off.
I read it several times before deciding that Dungeons were just vacant or decrepit Vaults and when we started playing the game- we just ended up calling it Vaults & Dragons or V&D. Macky wanted to call it Vaults & Varmits but we locked him in the waste disposal until he took an oath to not even make any more stupid suggestions and we let him out after a couple of hours.
Anyway, In V&D there is this rule that says you can carry only so much loot, weapons, ammo, armor and gear before you start slowing down and then can't move at all. We almost never saw any point in the rule since who needs all that crap anyway? This rule was called encumbrance and was mostly ignored by all of us Grognak Barbarian classes.
Now I stand here and watch Tracy from Vault 98 making her way down to Rivet City hauling what must be a load of stuff. I say this because she is busting butt to get to the bridge since she's got 2 radscorpiaons and 3 super muties following her at a ever decreasing gap.
You see, out here in the wastes, you tend to pick up a lot of stuff that you will probably need tomorrow or next week and it loads you down. The odd thing is you can be carrying full capacity but everytime you check yourself in a store reflection all you see is your clothes, armor- if you are wearing any that day, 1 gun/weapon and a hat or helmet. It's totally deceptive.
For Instance, Tracy is carrying a Laser Rifle that looks to be in very good condition and wearing her Armored Vault 101 suit (yeah somehow there is only Armored Vault 101 suits- no other Vault uniform has ranked getting armored for some reason- inexplicable) Still since she is trudging along very slowly I suspect she is hauling a load of loot to the City Marketplace for a stack of caps.
Me, I am running close to my Encumberance- that is what the Pip-boy on my left arm says when I check my inventory, I can carry 260 lbs of weapons, armor, gear and loot- and ammo, a junk like this leaf-blower and surgical tubing and food and chems and if you don't get the picture I can go on. However, since I am only carrying 258 of my 260 lbs capacity I can run rings around Tracy and those radscorpions and muties.
So I watch her for a while, then decide to help her out by shooting two of the Muties and 1 of the Radscorps while she shoots the others with her laser rifle. I like Tracy, mostly since she keeps me well in stock of burned and scorched books for the journal and she doesn't try to kill me. I guess you could say we might even be friends as much as you can with someone from Vault 98 anyway. She is king of Cute too which helps.
When I catch up to her we divide the loot off the Radscorps and Muties- which lucky for me repairs some of my loot and I keep my Exuberance at 259/260 so I can still jog along. When I look at Tracy she shakes her head and sighs. We look back at the 300 yards to the tower to the bridge across the bay to the Aircraft carrier that is Rivet City. I can see her thinking about the 1 hour "stroll" it will take to get there at least.
"What is your Encumbrance at?" I ask dreading her answer.
You will never believe me. But it is so typical- especially with Hoarders like Tracy. 692/230!
Yep she is dragging 450 plus pounds of stuff across the wasteland since you never ever know when stash locations will get raided or how long a body will last in the wastes.
I take a quick look at her pipboy inventory:
4 assault rifles, 6 Chinese machine guns, 2 sledgehammers, 5 suits of Badland Painspike Armor- repaired, 12 gas tanks, 14 handbrakes, and the list goes on and on. In frustration she dumps it out of the ground. It is a pile bigger than she is. My admiration at her determination grows as I help her repack it. It will not help either of us to share the load as it would surpass both our inventory capacity and then we would both be crawling along all night. Instead I offer to walk her to the door.
It takes 6 hours to walk 300 yards, go up to the bridge, walk across it and then go down the steps to the marketplace.
Somewhere back in my Big Book of Science- the Scientists would tell you that in reality we would be both dragging a huge backpack/sack/wagon full of stuff across this distance with the likelihood we would not be able to move it at all if we didn't have the pipboys!
I know those who don't have them have to rely on Brahmin to do the hauling.
Well that is all I got to say tonight, Tracey is taking me out for a drink and some Radroach burgers down at Muddy Sal's on the westside to celebrate her haul- she made 3400 caps- which let me tell you is like 100 pounds of money (bottle tops- think lots and lots of bottle tops).
This is Ralph from Vault 103 signing off.
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