by Lazy Kitsune » Fri Jan 03, 2020 5:00 pm
The signal the scientists set up at the moment only broadcasts a looped signal of the Overseer's voice instructing all Vault Dwellers to remain in their assigned accommodation and cautioning them from attempting to resist. She sounded... distant... and her voice seemed to tremble and almost moan slightly at certain words. She was clearly drugged and who knows what else had been done to her.
The other transmission was far less disturbing to listen to. A woman, with a thick, overly exaggerated Texan accent speaks with a sultry and playful tint to her voice.
"Scouts report these super mutants seem to be gathering in the ruins of Austin. While none dare to explore closer to get a better look at whats going on in the mutant city, observers are reporting signs of an increasing number of the smarter and more talkative variety of the big, green giants cropping up. While it is unclear as to what the super mutants are gathering for, for the time being they seem to be focused on each other. If that big, muscular pile of brutes ever start to venture out to the rest of the wasteland... Well, I'm sure I can count on y'all to protect me~
In other news, the Texas Rangers have announced an official statement that they will not consider anyone above the law, regardless of their position in society. While no specific individuals were named, sources close to the Rangers have confirmed that the lawmen are focusing their efforts on the Brahmin Barons. Tensions between the two groups are at their highest ever and things are only going to get even more heated when the NCR finally decide which group they're going to back. Its like a damned sauna in-"
The transmission cuts off all of a sudden. Damn, it seems like they didn't want you to be able to pick up that signal on your Pip-Boy after all. With that gone, you're stuck listening to what they want you to hear, when they want you to hear it.
Ortega reclines in his chair, making himself as comfortable and relaxed as he can. He purses his lips and glances around the apartment idly. "Hmm... Unless you happen to have the scientific equipment needed to test it in here I guess you, uh, simply don't know, do you?" he says, shrugging cartoonishly. "But whats to stop us from drugging the rest of the food you'll be getting tomorrow? Are you going to go on hunger strike simply because of the chance it could be drugged?" His smirks a little before putting on a mock pout. "Cherry, baby... You don't need to lose weight. Your bodies fine. In fact... you could even stand to gain a little bit in a few areas..." he licks his lips a little, his eyes flicking between your chest and ass.
"Look, here's the deal." He unzips the duffle bag and the smell of warm, fresh food floats out and hits your senses in full force. Good lord you were hungrier than you thought you were. And this smelt better than anything you could have possibly have cooked in here even if that went well. "I've got enough food in here for you and... the other one..." he wags his finger in the air "Younger... not a redhead... Hot mom. Ah, it'll come back to me. Anyway, there's enough in here for you and your new girlfriend to eat well over the next few nights on top of what you'll be getting for your scheduled meals. Speaking of which, where is that roommate of yours?" he sits upright in his char a little more, looking over you and at the door to the bedroom. "I'd love to see if she's as good at sucking cock as her mother..."
After a brief moment of consideration, although he seemed to be playing up the actual internal debate just to watch you squirm, he relaxes back into his seat and looks at you. "Relax, Cherry. You're still my personal favourite. No need to get jealous. Besides, I need to see if your mouth holds up to your own mother's after all." He winks, his smirk parting to a toothy grin as he spreads his legs and pats his crotch. "Just a little tender loving, that's all I ask for. Some of my meat in your mouth now for some of my meat in your mouth later. Sound fair?"
~Yawn