Fallout Ghouls - Blog Posts

Imagine having beef with him. He's just a funny jokester. A silly little guy. You're gonna have beef with a silly little guy? For shame.

It was my first time sewing a doll. I don't know what possessed me to try, but I regret nothing. I attempted to make his clothing as accurate as possible - I had to change some things such as the cuffs of the coat, though. Thanks for the tips, @rheikah!

Obligatory song:

he performs at the Third Rail when he gets drunk and you can't convince me otherwise

Song:

Original:

A video of Mr. Shorago (Hancock's VA) singing in character (for, well, educational purposes):

he didn't touch chems after this for, like, three days

he really loves that goddamn (affectionate) hat, doesn't he

he spin

Two more thoughts (I didn't want to put too many things in one post, but, unlucky for you, I'm incapable of shutting up):

I'm actually taking a course called "The apocalypse and the post-apocalypse in American culture" this semester! It has absolutely nothing to do with my bachelor’s programme (International Business Economics, ugh), but I've always been drawn to post-apocalyptic fiction, so I just... couldn't resist. Anyhow, I can't wait to be writing papers on the Fallout series! (Among others, of course, but let's not stray too far right now.)

There's this song that's been stuck in my head for two months, mainly because the lyrics are sooo Hancock-coded, give it a listen if you are interested! If only I could animate... Maybe one day.

Once we'd mopped up, we strolled right into Vic's quarters in the State House, wrapped a rope around his neck, and threw him off the balcony. And there I am, gun in hand, draped in Hancock's duds, looking at all the people of Goodneighbor assembled below. I had to say something. That first time I said 'em, they didn't even feel like my words: "Of the people, for the people!"

Once we'd mopped up, we strolled right into Vic's quarters in the State House, wrapped a rope around his neck, and threw him off the balcony. And there I am, gun in hand, draped in Hancock's duds, looking at all the people of Goodneighbor assembled below. I had to say something. That first time I said 'em, they didn't even feel like my words: "Of the people, for the people!"

dismissed

you can't be hungover if you don't stop drinking

mayoral duties

My first-ever digital drawing (and first-ever post)! I'm not much of an artist, but I just couldn't get him out of my head