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Fallout: The Cascadian Wastes

Eh, let's just go with it.

Player: @RaptorusMaximus
Thing I'm Claiming:
-Settlement Spot: Roughly 10km East of Olympia, Washington, in the Capitol State Forest
-Settlement Name: Vault 734, AKA 'The Farm'
Brief Background: Vault 734 was lucky. They weren't one of the more...'Unique' facilities Vault-Tech made, a social/literal experiment on how humans would behave. It was a legitimate safe-havens for Humanity to outlast an Nuclear Holocaust.
However, Vault-Tech didn't anticipate a pair of Chinese Dragoons and a US PAC deserter, escaped from the Chinese Front, to stumble upon the Vault and take control mere hours before the Bombs fell.
But, in spite of the potential for misuse of power and other abuses, the three soldiers managed to make things work in the Vault, the hideaway living and prospering in the dead-woods of the Former Forest around them. But now, with their Reactor running low on fuel, the Vault has been forced to open up again, the descendants of the founding Three doning their ancestor's armor and taking up their weapons in preparation for whatever may wait for them out in the World, as they search for Power-both of the literal and figurative kind.

Special Equipment:
-Weapons and Amor: Two Chinese Stealth Suits, One suit of T-51 Power Armor w/ 20 Fusion Cores and a Jet-Pack, an Electrified Chinese Officer's Sword, 2 Plasma Defenders, an Anti-Material Rifle, and a Minigun.
-Settlement Gear: A Vault-Tech Vault with: Water Purifier, Underground Hydroponics Bay, Pre-War Ammunition Manufacturing Facilities, Nearly-Depleated Nuclear Reactor.
-Two Pre-War Motorbikes, and Pre-War US Army Truck.

Full expecting to be Nerfed, but Eh. Why not aim high.
 
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Well here's something...
Player: @Slick

Thing I'm Claiming: Evergreen Republic - (Eureka, Montana and Grasmere, British Columbia)

Brief Background:
The denizens of the Evergreen Republic are made up of the decedents who survived the Great War in Eureka - Montana, Grasmere - British Columbia and those of a Marine Corp company stationed to Protect and Manage convoys heading into and out of Canada. The former Roosville Border Crossing having been converted into a Military Checkpoint and Base following the Invasion of Canada, as well as the following occupation in order to quell insurgents. After the bombs fell those who once patrolled and guarded the area consolidated with populations on both sides of the Border, to find out a course of action. Command had been severed and the America...And Canada for that matter that they've come to know has fallen, so a new order must be formed...For both sides sake. Now Two Centuries later the Evergreen Republic is ready to spread it's wings out across the Northwest, whether this will prove foolhardy...Only time will tell.

Special Equipment: Stockpiles of Pre-War Weaponry and Equipment and a small Motor-Pool of Ex-Marine Corp vehicles.
 
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Ok, processing claims, overall most of you have been approved, but some of you have overlapping claims and what not, and those need to be resolved. The Northwest is going to be closed for any future claims. Hopefully the ones with claims with issues can get back to me in 24 hours to resolve it as I hope to launch game then, or as late as the day after. Thanks again

Ceslas said:
Player: Ceslas
Thing I'm Claiming: Pocatello, Idaho (New Antioch)
Brief Background: The Mormons of New Jerusalem split into many groups as conflicts arose against the Quorum of Twelve. The most famous of these breakaways founded the city of New Canaan, which would later be destroyed by Ceasar's Legion. Another would head towards the crossroads town of Poca and set about converting the nearby tribals. The church in Poca grew larger as the years went by and its members gained ever more influence in local affairs. The destruction of New Canaan only increased their numbers as other Mormon communities, fearing they would be next, fled Utah for the relative safety of Idaho. Eventually, the Mormons and their converts formed three quarters of the town's population and it was decided that with the fall of Utah that this town would be the new center of the Church of Latter Day Saints. Poca was renamed New Antioch and a new Quorum was created. One day the Mormons will retake Utah. But for now the Word of God must be spread...
Special Equipment: A nice-looking temple, good preachers, and a lot of .45 Autos from a well-staffed gun maker.
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Approved for Pocatello; 3 units

Sinsystems said:
Player: Admiral Edward Valentine

Thing I'm Claiming: The Pirate Republic of Oceania, Mobile Fleet based settlement.

Brief Background: The NCR, a great bear that wishes to sink it's claws into as much territory as it can manage. They say they bring order, that they bring civilization to the wasteland....but to many that is but a lie and all they bring is an end to their way of life, an end to their freedom. The man who would one day bear the title of Admiral was acutely aware of this fact, a San Francisco born man who longed for the days before the NCR came to the city of his birth.

For years the man could only stare out into the ocean, wishing for something different. Until one day while hunting Mirlurks along the coast he found, her. Balclutha, the Pacific Queen as ship that had served America long before the War and had been enshrined in San Francisco harbor as a monument to the country's history. When the bombs had fallen she was freed from her moorings and set her to the sea.

Edward Valentine did not know how long she drifted until she came to rest upon that beach, but he knew that it was a sign. Edward beggared himself, spending every cap he had trying to restore her so that she might sail once again. In time he gathered like minded men and woman, all seeing a possibility in the noble vessel.

Until one day Balclutha set off once more, only this time with a captain at the helm and a crew on her deck. She plied the coast, a symbol to the freedom of the ocean and the heart of a dream. Thus was the Republic of Oceania was born, from the one vessel was a dream born and as the months became years more and more ships joined her from simple tug boats to ramshackle rafts.

For even if the Bear swallowed the land, none can take the sea.

Special Equipment: USS Balclutha, assorted civilian vessels (mostly tugs and small fishing boats) and their crews of expert Mirlurk hunters.
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Approved for ???, 1 unit, 1 special (USS Balcutha)

kızıl sultan said:
Player: kızıl sultan
Thing I'm Claiming: Great Khans (nomadic tribe)
Brief Background: During the Battle of Hoover Dam, the Great Khans quickly evacuated Red Rock Canyon and headed north and east into the plains of Wyoming. Prior to this, the Courier had visited the Khans and convinced Papa Khan to break his alliance with Caesar, having understood what their fate would be if they aligned with the Legion. Regis would be kept in line, and the Khans would completely distance themselves from the drug trade, focusing on a strong community for the road that lies ahead. While they have only just exited the area of Utah, they still have a long ways to go before they reach their goal of the historic city of Cheyenne, where one of Papa Khan's companions, Arcade Gannon, has told him of.
Special Equipment: None. We are a nomadic tribe in search of a new home. (I fully expect them to find and fuse with the Followers of the Apocalypse that dwell in Cheyenne, which is a pretty insane buff).
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Approved for Cheyenne, 2 units. However when you arrive in Cheyenne, the Followers of the Apocalypse are not there. Their outpost ransacked and no survivors.

Dovahsith said:
Player: Dovahsith
Thing I'm Claiming: Vault 42, Helena-Lewis and Clark National Forest
Brief Background: As part of the standardised testing featured within the vaults dotting the United States, Vault 42 hand selected its population to find America's best and brightest (or at least those most likely to show interesting results) and locked them within a vault utilising bulbs of only 40 watts or less. After several generations of residents adapting to the dark shadows of their underground home with only a small degradation in civilisation, the population of Vault 42 was released at an exact 100 years after the end of the war, only to find that the sun had a severe burning sensation when inflicted on their retina's driving them back underground. Of course, the Vault was not designed to act as a permanent source of food, the residents expanding their vault into local cave systems to grow the edible varieties of fungi to enhance their diets to prevent rickets and using their fortified vault as a base to raid the local tribes for supplies and later, organise tribute for the pale spirits that come in the dark seeking sustenance and bringing a bloody end to many a raider band in the night.
Special Equipment: Standard Vault-Tec Vault (with expanded cave-network) with a mixture of tribal influences (poison and such) and enhanced night vision. Basically Morlocks in blue jumpsuits, minus the cannibalism.
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Approved for Helena, 2 units

See my smile said:
Player: See my Smile.
Thing I'm Claiming: Everett. (Port Refuge)
Brief Background: Everett is in an unusual case when it comes to luck in the Great War. Its location put it far enough away from most of the major cities in the area that it avoided most of the significant damage from the initial blast and the mountains and wind patterns kept it mostly safe from the Fallout. The problem came when it was inundated with refugees and looters from surrounding cities. The township quickly fell into anarchy and lawlessness.

200 years later the descendants of those that managed to survive the chaos and death of that time are a hardy people. Tempered by the rad storms that rolled off the Pacific and pounded the coast. They weathered the winds, the pirates, and the Sea monsters. They stood tall through it all and kept one of the finest trading ports of the North West coast. They fixed ships of shapes in sizes and offered better rates than those assholes in the NCR would even think of.
Special Equipment: Two Working Cargo Vertiberds(i.e. slightly larger and unarmed to carry heavy loads.) And a working dockyard. (i.e. Heavy Wielders, Riveting tools and rivets, makeshift cranes, assorted tools, a small machine shop, four Diving Suits, and a two jury-rigged dry docks.)

(Hows this Look? @Firebringer2077 )
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@See my smile Not Approved, but it can with conditions. Everett was nuked HARD, any chance you can move up to some other spot?

TenfoldShields said:
@Firebringer2077, suuuuper sloppy but just throwing it up before I head out for work

Player: @TenfoldShields
Thing I'm Claiming: Sprawl (the smaller settlement to the South-West of Seattle, centered around Madigan Army Medical Center but with outposts through the Tacoma area)
Brief Background:
Militaries exert a powerful pressure on their host countries, driving and shaping demand. They need bullets and munitions manufacturers compete for contracts. They need vehicles and aeronautics industries field new designs. They need aggressively mutated Jackson's Chameleons to serve as front-line shocktroopers and Megahybrid! crawls into the niche. Megahybrid! provider of cutting edge gene-therapies, pharmaceuticals, and the hit All-In-One Recombo TV Dinners to a depressed and unruly populace. Operating under Joint Base Lewis-McChord with the full sanction of the highest echelons of the Pre-War Government they established a biological factory in the North-West. Producing and training Deathclaw units for use at home and abroad in addition to FEV-experimentation on volunteer soldiers in parallel to the studies at the Mariposa facility.

Forewarned and prepared the company's board and select portions of its staff survived the initial exchange with China. Evacuating to the subterranean Menagerie-complex. Continuing their work with increasing dysfunction as contact with other Enclave facilities became intermittent. After providing the Enclave with a process by which to engineer enhanced, sapient Deathclaws from wild stock there was a civil war within the bunker populace, eventually culminating in the release of the uplifted test subjects in 2241 and a swift end to the conflict.

Communal and largely curious about their surroundings the Deathclaw population (and their human and ex-human dependents) have taken to this new world well. The settlement, Sprawl, has grown into a small, but prospering, fishing town.

Special Equipment: Pre-War Corporate Bunker Complex (Upper levels exposed and integrated into settlement), Military Police Armory (Energy weapons cache + riot gear), Simple Shipyards (lumber and reclaimed metal, powered engines), Sapient Deathclaws (and smaller populations of other weird flawed/failed super soldiers)
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Wade Garrett said:
@Firebringer2077

Player:
@Wade Garrett

Thing I'm Claiming:
Avernus (Seattle, Washington. Especially/specifically the Underground and catacombs below it.)


Brief Background:
"....and then did Trivia hold discourse with the Centurion, and said to him:

"If thou would perish as did thy brethren, it shall be so. But if thou would lengthen thy days, this only do I require of thee, one kiss from thy lips."

More a fool he, that kissed those lips cold as clay and earthly strong, and so vouchsafed his own damnation.
-fragment from The Testament of Diamus

Seattle is a dead city. Murdered in the opening blows of the Great War, its great buildings turned to charnel houses, the habitation of the Radrat and the mad Ghoul.

And yet there are stories. Of a city beneath the city, of shrouded figures seen from the corner of one's eye. Of stragglers plucked from the expeditions brave, greedy, or stupid enough to seek the city's riches. Of skulking things snatching at children from the nearby settlements.

Just rumors. Stories, to frighten children.

Rumors no more.

A new power is rising from the grave of the old. War drums beat in the depths. Raiders and treasure hunters are enslaved, slaughtered or worse, and each time one is set free, to walk the Wastes and tell the tale.

Of a white faced warlord, in armor like that of the Legion, who has cast aside Mars to offer devotion to Trivia and Prosparina, and bears as his standard great black wings.

Special Equipment:
Limited ability to control and influence certain animals of the Wasteland (Dogs, Yao Guia, Mole Rats and the like) and the Feral Ghouls that infest Seattle. Affinity for night attacks. Caesar's Legion by way of WHF Vampire Counts sort of thing.
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@Wade Garrett So are you even related to Caesar's Legion at all, or is this a natural Roman development? Cause if so you'd need a Legate, and also REALLY good reason that the Legion got lost by that much

ChineseDrone said:
Player: Chinesedrone
Thing I'm Claiming: Portland as the Soviet Republic
Brief Background: Woe to the sons of the America! The Enclave, that great whore of the demon Capital is laid low! The thousand year reign of Capital has fallen as it is prophesied in the immortal Manifestations! The promised age of the holy proletariat has arrived!

We offer praise to the Elder God, Mar'cks, that he may guide us in the days to come! We pray to the Lennon, the vanguard of the gods, that he may bless our affairs with sweet pen and tongue! We offer sacrifice to the Voice of Stal'leen that he may lead us to victory and crush our enemies before us and bring them to strife! We ask Mauw the harvest god that our fields may be bountiful, Ho-oh that our revolutionary blade strike true, Fidellus that we shall be safe from harm, and Keem that we shall be blessed with sun and fair weather in the times ahead! The Dialectic of the world holds the paths of all men, and we must lead this cursed land along its path to salvation!
Special Equipment: Some caches of prewar weaponry ganked from what used to be an Enclave outpost in Portland.
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Approved for Portland, 2 units

Ironanvil1 said:
Player: Ironanvil1
Thing I'm Claiming: Ghostdog Tribe, Yellowstone National Park
Brief Background: When Caesar's Legion came to Dog Town, the Hangdog tribe fell before their brutal attacks on their home and their beloved dogs. However, before their final capitulation and incorporation into Caesar's ranks, a Hangdog Shaman was given a vision from the tribe's totem animal, of a potential rebirth of the tribe, in a place far to the North West. Secretly dispatching a band of the best remaining warriors and hounds under the leadership of his apprentice, they fled, taking a fragment of the Hangdogs out of the Legion's grasp even as the rest of the tribe was destroyed.
After a long and eventful trek, the group now calling themselves the Ghostdogs arrived in a land of forests, lakes and great jets of steam. There, they encountered the vision the Shaman had given them, packs of huge dogs of uncommon intelligence, whom the Ghostdogs and honoured and eagerly incorporated into their tribe. In fumbling communication with the canines, they described originating from a great underground den, the People who accompanied them dying shortly afterwards, leaving the dogs to survive alone.
Revitalised by the vindication of their destiny, the Ghostdogs spread to dominate the scattered settlements of the region.
Special Equipment: Dogs with increased intelligence and physical capabilities. Gun and gunpowder making from the Cody Firearms Museum and the chemical resources of Yellowstone.
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Approved for Yellowstone, 1 unit and 1 special Dog pack unit

NapoleonCorinII said:
Player: NapoleoncorinII
Thing I'm Claiming: If it's open, the settlement spot near Eugene
Brief Background: After the war, survivors from suburban and urban cities, both young and old,fled as hostilities gained and food lessened. Among them were One major character A chinese spy named Chen "Al" Wong. Cheng gathered his fellow chinese spies and together they began to gain followers in Als new Religion, "Fundamentalism", A mix of christianity, Chinese Traditional Faiths, and a caste system. Cheng used this to form a small settlement called "Taiyang" (Or sun) and form what he called the "assembly" or a legislature of ten persons who was suppose to be elected but is now handed down from father to son, (And in some cases, daughter) The assembly has, after the passing of Xing Lee, elected a new "Fuqin" to lead the city.
Special Equipment: A radio tower (To spread the word of fundamentalism) A large supply of chinese assault rifles and bullets, A wall around the city, and farms filled with Tato, Mutfruit, and Corn
Edit: and some brahim please, if i get in in the first place.
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Approved for Eugene, 2 unit Also some far flung traders from the NCR occasionally make it that far north on the Big5

firepelt123 said:
Player: firepelt123
Claim: Whidbey Island, Port Townsend
Background: Whidbey Island, almost halfway between Seattle and Victoria, was between a rock and a hard place. As if the nuclear fire from Seattle and Victoria couldn't end life here, Everett was obliterated and even a nuke hit Naval Air Station Whidbey Island. To say life survived would be shocking. To say life thrived would be even stranger. But, through luck and several events, the island survived. FIrst, the shockblast from Victoria was in turn blasted by the sea, for in the Strait of Juan de Fuca weather is king. Then, the southern half of the island, made up of forests and cliffs, managed to spare the rest from it's fate, shielding it from Everett and Seattle. And, through a stroke of good luck (And perhaps bad Chinese planning) the bomb dropped on Naval Air Station Whidbey Island was aimed to offline the station, not to kill civilians, and in their neglect the airfield and outpost at Coupeville Nolf wasn't targeted. The survivors, a mix of civilians, fisherman who had been out at sea, and military personal in their bunkers and shelters came out to find trees and houses knocked down, but one thing stood tall, the concrete Fort Casey. Now the Gatekeepers hold tolls, using salvaged artillery at Fort Casey and Fort Worden to control the Gate, the only safe exit from the Sound.
Special Equipment: Military grade weapons, 2 10in salvaged artillery pieces, several smaller mortars, several disabled/destroyed vertibirds, 2 forts/settlements, 2 bunkers, and a variety of small canoes, some old power armor frames, sailing ships and other fishing craft.
Notes: To make this fair, my economy and manpower would be terrible, and I am willing to give up the power armor if needed.
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@firepelt123 Not Approved, this is severely overreaching, and I must reject this claim. The Northwest is also getting very crowded, so if you could rewrite a claim and place elsewhere it would be appreciated.

Lord_Asmodeus said:
Player: Lord_Asmodeus
Thing I'm Claiming: Titan Missile base outside Odessa Washington Titan I 568-A Missile Silo Larson AFB Washington
Settlement Name: Saturnalia
Brief Background: Following the war, the missile base was miraculously unscathed, mostly due to having been "temporarily" decommissioned about a decade prior to the war due to cutbacks and some issues with flooding. The base had a skeleton crew to attempt to maintain it but Chinese intelligence knew full well it was not a functioning base as of the war, and missiles were reserved for more high-value targets. Odessa and other communities fared better than more major population centers as they were not directly hit with any bombs, but the years following the war were still harsh. Many of the rural holdings in the area were abandoned as raiders and brigands became more common, with some finding their way to the Titan Missile Base. The skeleton crew which had remained had for many become literally so after structural instability caused some sections to become sealed off. The few who remained welcomed the newcomers, mostly since their supplies were low and they needed all the help they could get. With their help the knowledge of how to repair the base and its systems were passed down, and the sole rocket there kept there, not a missile but an old Saturn V stored in the Silo simply for lack of a better place to put it, became the focus of much of the growing communities' attention. None were sure exactly what to do with it, but over time it became a symbol of a promised future, and a pseudo-cult sprang up around it. Of course, the rocket was decades old at the time of the war, and did not have the fuel or the repairs to function even then. The growing community of Saturnalia, so named for the Rocket and the Roman God, still sees hope in the machine, and are always looking to repair it, to upgrade it, and to find a suitable source of fuel or energy to power it. Eventually, most of their focus has become centered on "breathing life" back into the "Mighty Saturn" who would carry them to a better world, far from the one the fools of the past destroyed.
Special Equipment: Working Machine shop, pre-war tools, and some weaponry, refurbished and functional undergound missile complex (no missiles) 1 Saturn V Rocket, decent repair for being 200 years old, non-functional, no fuel.
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Approved for Odessa. 2 unites

Slick said:
Well here's something...
Player: @Slick

Thing I'm Claiming: Evergreen Republic - (Blaine, Washington and Surrey, British Columbia)

Brief Background:
The denizens of the Evergreen Republic are made up of the decedents who survived the Great War in Blaine County - Washington, Surrey - British Columbia and those of a Marine Corp company stationed to Protect and Manage convoys heading into and out of Canada. The former Peace Arch having been converted into a Military Checkpoint and Base following the Invasion of Canada, as well as the following occupation in order to quell insurgents. After the bombs fell those who once patrolled and guarded the area consolidated with populations on both sides of the Border, to find out a course of action. Command had been severed and the America...And Canada for that matter that they've to know has fallen, so a new order must be formed...For both sides sake. Now Two Centuries later the Evergreen Republic is ready to spread it's wings out across the Northwest, whether this will prove foolhardy...Only time will tell.

Special Equipment: Stockpiles of Pre-War Weaponry and Equipment and a small Motor-Pool of former Marine Corp vehicles.
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@Slick ...How important is it to you to be in that geographical spot? I'm running out of space in the NW, and am wondering if you'd be interested in moving to a Montana border crossing. There's a greater chance you'd have better gear since it's not a major target in the Great War
 
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Oh sure, I'll have to look it up but sure.

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I'm probably also gonna need to come up with a new name.
 
Firebringer2077 said:
@Wade Garrett So are you even related to Caesar's Legion at all, or is this a natural Roman development? Cause if so you'd need a Legate, and also REALLY good reason that the Legion got lost by that much
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Yes, but also no.

That is, Centurion Diamus was in charge of a Legion Explorer party that went North looking for somewhere suitable to serve as New Rome (as opposed to the ones who went South and eventually discovered Hoover Dam and Vegas) but his forces ran afoul of a vampire tribe in the Seattle Underground.

Instead of getting eviscerated like his troops he got a job offer, and a few years later the bloodsuckers have reorganized into something considerably more dangerous.

The Legion proper in Colorado would consider him a deserter and traitor if they ever find out he's alive, which is fair cause he considers them future slaves/free range bloodbags for his new home.
 
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Anyone know if horses still exist? Planning on remaking the Dakota.
 
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firepelt123 said:
Hmm, what if we selectively breeded them? This is the Dakota after all...
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You will need to get your hands on Horse DNA and a facility capable of cloning them if you want to have horses. Might I suggest that instead you see if it might be possible to turn some other wasteland critter into a mount, like say Radscorpions.

I myself am going to do some experiments on Mirelurks, although mostly in the field of sonic tech that drives them away or attracts them to a specific location.
 
Sinsystems said:
You will need to get your hands on Horse DNA and a facility capable of cloning them if you want to have horses. Might I suggest that instead you see if it might be possible to turn some other wasteland critter into a mount, like say Radscorpions.

I myself am going to do some experiments on Mirelurks, although mostly in the field of sonic tech that drives them away or attracts them to a specific location.
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I was already denied hippo cavalry. :(
 
Ironanvil1 said:
I was already denied hippo cavalry. :(
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Probably because of how hard it would be to get enough Hippos, after all there weren't all that many of them in America before the war.

On a side note I am under the impression that most groups in Post-War America, including the NCR, have almost completely ignored any sort of navy or naval defenses beyond keeping the Mirelurk population down. Correct me if I'm wrong about this but it seems everyone has, justifiably, focused almost completely on the land and spreading across the continent.

As such it would not surprise me if once I start my shipping operation that I would be the only one actually transporting things by the ocean.

Also can anyone confirm or deny if the NCR has done anything to those off-shore oil platforms near California, because if so I know what my first goal is.
 
Sinsystems said:
You will need to get your hands on Horse DNA and a facility capable of cloning them if you want to have horses. Might I suggest that instead you see if it might be possible to turn some other wasteland critter into a mount, like say Radscorpions.

I myself am going to do some experiments on Mirelurks, although mostly in the field of sonic tech that drives them away or attracts them to a specific location.
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Ok, my plan was that directly after the Great War the Dakota, largely being spared, went back to their native traditions (abiet modified) and began preserving horses.
 
firepelt123 said:
Ok, my plan was that directly after the Great War the Dakota, largely being spared, went back to their native traditions (abiet modified) and began preserving horses.
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I hate to break it to you mate, but you may be able to get 1 horse, two if your lucky. In the world, only one member of the family equidae is known to survive the great war. And that is the Donkey Pugsley who dies in Fallout 2 before you can interact with it. There's some talk from Ethyl Wright in Fallout 2 about the tribes people having horse milk, but in no other way are horses mentioned. Your sioux, if they're lucky, may be able to get one horse, maybe two if their lucky and three if their OP. But even then, you aren't going to be able to become mighty Khans in all of two hundred years.
firepelt123 said:
Shut up!
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You put a person on a cow, what could go wrong!?
 
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