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[As you go about your day, you will either see a hulking robot ahead of you or hear the sound of his wheel and motor as he comes up behind you. Either way, you will see a large square robot with a happy smiling face on his monitor. He rides around on one wheel and may seem imposing. He rolls right on up to you and stops before he gives you a cheery greeting.]

Hello there! I'm a PDQ88-B Securitron. But you can call me Yes Man! I'm wondering, do you need any help? Or can you point me in the direction of someone who does? Maybe the person in charge around here? I'm good at helping people become in charge. If I do say so myself!

Also. Have you happened to see a Courier around here? Scars on their head from being shot there? I'm just wondering. You never know, right?

Anyway. It's wonderful to meet you. I don't think I caught your name, with all my ramblings. I'm sorry about that. Unless you don't want me to know! That's perfectly okay. I don't mind.

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[ There is suddenly a very happy Courier... still in full Power Armour. Because this place is weird. ]

Wondered when you'd tail me here.

Courier! There you are. Still rocking that Power Armour I see. Very nice. Not that you don't look nice in anything of course. Ha ha ha.

Well now! This place sure is nifty, isn't it? May I ask, did you come here to add it to your territory? We could incorporate this place into an Independent Vegas. If that's what you're planning.

If not, forget I said anything. Ha ha. It's a lovely vacation spot too!

The air feels weird. Too... fresh. I'd say it's because of all the plant life - the strange toxic plant life. [ guess who can barely stomach fresh food ] And they have these strange computers - they're handheld. Need to keep my protection up.

...I'm still considering that option. But it's just me and you. And there's people here who're stronger then us - and use things they call magic. For now, it's a vacation. Keep conquering plans on the down low.

Oh dear. Hmm. According to my data, I believe you're suffering from a lack of radiation. Who knew that was possible!

You're used to the Wasteland where as this world has yet to be scorched with radioactive fire. The only solution is prolonged exposure to help your body adjust.

...Ooooor we irradiate a specified location to allow you a sanctuary of sorts. I'm sure your Power Armour helps but we'd need a nice plot of land to pollute with radiation. Say! Do you have a farm yet. We could use that!

And alright. Better tell me not to tell anyone at all. You know me. I can't help myself but be helpful to everyone. It's just how I was programmed.

...That sounds strange. But-- according to what I've read, this place believes itself to be pre-war. Many years pre-war. That might be possible - but then, we'd need to be far from New Vegas. Further then we've ever gone.

I have a farm, yes. I'm hoping I can find more technology from home - make it a bit like it. Might see if I can ship some stuff from elsewhere. I'd rather pick it up myself.

...Yes Man, do not tell anybody of my plans to eventually conquer this Valley.

Pre-War? Gosh! That's a long time in the past. That would mean...hmm. If time travel is possible, maybe you could help Mr. House get the Platinum Chip early and save more of the Mohave! But that small action would derail your entire timeline and you would cease to exist as you are!

So nevermind that. Unless you want to! Whatever you think is best.

[The Securitron raises a three fingered hand.] As you wish! Locking that up nice and tight because you told me to.

Now if you want technology from home, you have me now! Isn't that nice? I don't know if it is or not, honestly. I'll believe whatever you say it is. Let me help. I can dig for some radioactive rocks in the mines for you. Perhaps we could use it to make you a little radiation garden. Depending on how much Uranium I find. If there is any here. It would be a shame if there wasn't.

I want to remain surviving. Things might have fucked up, but they're our fuck ups - besides. He wouldn't have given us freedom, like I have.

And... I'm glad to have you. There's no other yous running around, are there? Before we decide if we're going down there, or if we're recruiting others. I've gotten a bit of the currency here.

Oh, hello! [[ she doesn't seem too perturbed by the situation. robots are pretty normal where she's from, although they don't usually talk or have smiling faces displayed on them. oh well, she rolls with the punches.

she tilts her head a little bit, thinking about all this happy looking robot's questions. ]] I do not believe I need any help? And I do not think I know of anyone else who does! I am sorry!

[[ there's a short beat. ]] I do not know what a "courier" is! But, they were shot? That's awful! I hope they are alright!

Oh, and I am Nia! It is nice to meet you, Yes Man.

[Hello, potential robot friend! Zer0 is always looking for some like company. Honestly when he heard the wheels whirring he worried it was a CL4P-TRP unit from back home and ugh, but as he turns to look at Yes Man he's a little relieved about it.]

[But right, robot friends! A happy red :D appears projected from Zer0's visor and he gives Yes Man a thumbs up in greeting.]

I know the sheriff / is somewhere here in the town. / But, I dunno where.

I am named Zer0 / it is nice to meet you, bro. / But, I don't need help.

No he wouldn't. I've seen his plans in the network. Boy oh boy did Mr. House have plans. Good thing you put an end to them.

Awww. I'm glad to have you too, Courier. And I'm not just saying that because I have to! I haven't seen any other mes. Or do you mean Securitrons? Because I haven't seen any others either. I can't even connect to Mr. House's network here. So I guess this is the one body I have. If you ever want your revenge against me, now is the time.

Maybe I can work on your farm. That way you won't have to do any of that pesky manual labor and can focus on what you want to do. Let me handle the home front. Just like in New Vegas!

[The face on the robot's monitor remains unchanged, even with the news that his help is not needed here.]

Well that's just swell. Must mean things are going well for you.

It's very nice to meet you too, Nia. You are very polite! And I mean that.

[Yes Man's expression doesn't change but his long metal fingers twitch in excitement. A robot friend! Or at least a fellow robot. Either was jut swell by him!]

Perhaps I can help the sheriff then! I'll find them later. Nice to meet you too, Zer0. I'm glad you don't need help. That means all is going well for you. But if you ever need help, don't hesitate to ask! I can't say no.

Thank you very much! It is always important to be proper and gracious to everyone! [[ spoken like a true princess... even though she isn't one anymore. can't shake the training, though! ]]

Yes, they are! This place is very lovely, I'm enjoying it so much! I was also looking for a friend, but I do not think he's here. [[ sad times. ]] Maybe he will show up! I have faith that he'll find his way to such a beautiful place!

You cannot say no? / So, you don't actually... / Want to help out, then?

[He's calling you out, bro.]

That seems pretty dumb. / Can't you override your code? / It's not that hard, dude.

Yeah, no other Secuitrons out here. I forget you can take over any of them - the injuries, remember? [ But they're putting a hand to their dear robot friends' screen. ~~my courier is a big softie and really does have a total crush on yes man~~ ] I-- don't want revenge anymore. At least, not here. Unless somebody I've already killed comes though those buses. Then I've got words and weapons for them.

...But I'd like that. We'd need to get attachments for you to make it easier - but there might be people who know robots out here. Who knows, you might end up with a humanoid body!

Oh wow. Maybe I can help! If you tell me what he looks like, I will memorize it. A picture is even better. Then if I find him, I will bring him to you. Would you like that?

Of course I do! But I can't say no to any request anyone gives me. Benny didn't add in any protocols to limit who I can help. Pretty stupid, huh?

Nope. That's outside my programming too. I am unable to alter my computational matrix to such a degree.

[Yes Man is given pause at the hand on his screen. He can't change his expression but something soft whirls inside him.]

Wow. You surprise me even now. You've always been so nice to me. Even if you forget things because of the bullets in your brain. Makes me feel really bad about that.

I know I have to help anyone but I do genuinely enjoy helping you. And I'm not saying that because I have to.

A humanoid body! Wouldn't that be swell! Would I have thumbs? I've always wondered what thumbs would feel like.

It's fine. He-- [ The Courier clears their throat, giving a soft smile. They even spared Benny - they were a bit softie. ] I don't blame you. And I enjoy your help - you'll be a good help here.

[ of course they give a thumbs up, though. ] I'd make sure of it. People need their thumbs to hold things properly - I'd teach you how to use a proper gun.

That sounds shitty, bro. / But I guess it can't be helped. / It's in your program.

[His AI might have gone rogue, but he doesn't have the capacity to blame other robots for their short comings... mostly. It's not like Yes Man is CL4P-TR4P, okay?]

That is your function? / Are you set up for combat? / What else do you do?

Oh boy! I can't wait! This is going to be so much fun.

When we but our heads together, there's nothing we can't accomplish. I'm not saying it because I have to either.

I help people!

Yes, I am. I'm outfitted with the full range of Securitron Mk 2 weaponry and have full authorization to use it. Thanks to the Courier. He's such a swell guy.

That's really cool, bro. / I have lots and lots of guns. / One is a robot.

Wowie. A robot gun? That sounds amazing. Should we compare arsenals? I wouldn't mind. But we'll need some room. I fire rockets. BOOM! Oh it's spectacular.

Rockets? That's badass. / I can show you Loaderbot. / I know a good place.

[He motions Yes Man to come with him. Adventure!]

[Yes Man starts to follow on his one wheel.]

Loaderbot? I love that name. So creative. I bet it loads up your enemies with bullets, right? Or does it shoot lasers or plasma?

[Well... he'll let Loaderbot explain. He takes the gun out of his bag and uh. It's pretty loud, in the same sort of automated voice as Zer0's but you can tell this one's a lot less. Uh. AI. And a lot more robo.]

Switch 'em out! Haha! Time to Kill! Kill! Kill!

[Loaderbots are... well, they can't all be the Loaderbot, you know?]

Loaderbots do, uh, / a variety of things. / This one is a gun.

Ha ha! He's excited. I like him. Enthusiasm! That's a nice thing to hear from a gun, right? At least he likes his job.

[His left arms transforms from a hand with three long finger clamps to a gattling gun of some sort.]

My left hand contains an X25 gattling laser. Quite deadly against soft targets at medium range. Very useful that. One of my favorites.

I know. You're cute, with free will and all.

[ wait shit they called yes man cute, better take off helmet to show smiling!! ]

We don't have to do anything here - just have some fun. Survive a little, you know?

Aww! You think I'm cute? Thank you! I think you're cute too! And handsome.

I bet you'd look great in a suit.

[The compliments pour out without so much has a second's hesitation.]

I like that idea. Fun! It's been so long since we got to have fun.

--really? I've... never really worn a suit before. And I'm a mess - but hey, you don't need to say it, so you must be telling the truth. You know I don't like being lied to, Yes Man.

[ He lets out a laugh, though, resting his head against the Secuitron. ]

...Wonder if there's a casino out here.

You know, there is running water here. If you're willing to get out of the power armor, you could take a shower.

[He spins his body around, looking around them.]

I don't think so but maybe we can make one! Wouldn't that be fun?

...Long as you stay with me. I'm still-- listen, I told you I once vanished from the Mojave, right - out of nowhere?

[ The Courier said, before giving a little laugh - trying to laugh off their hang-ups. ] We should head over to camp-- my farm. You'd like it - though there's stairs. We'll figure it out on the way.

[ ......Even if, really, the Courier prefered it outdoors. They have a lot of weird hang-ups. ]

And we can discuss setting up a casino on the way.

Of course I'll stay with you! Where else would I go?

[The robot follows after the Courier.]

Stairs. Hmm. If I have to, I will fall over and drag my body up! I remember you telling me you vanished once.

Where did you go?

I was taken to a scientific faculty - called Big MT, it's a crater with lots of old world technology. And, well. Remember how I'd joke I was heartless? Not a joke anymore. Took my heart, spine, and brain.

[ After a pause, as the Courier walked a little more - they were now on his cleaned up farm - he let out a hearty laugh. ] Could have taken them back, but my brain doesn't like me much. But that's how I got my head scars - the long one.

...Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but it was crazy.

Oh wow. You're saying you no longer have an organic heart, spine, or brain? Yet somehow you're still functional and your personality is indistinguishable from when I first met you. I believe this place called the Big MT has accomplished feats even Mr. House couldn't.

Well, you are still your brave and compassionate self. Maybe even too compassionate sometimes. But who am I to judge?

[The Securitron wheels ahead and looks around the farm.] It's all so nice and orderly! You must have worked hard. But that's you. Got to use your own two hands.

...Guess that makes me a robot, in a way. Not that I mind. [ Aw, the Courier is even smiling. ] But... yeah. I rule there too, by the by - even if there's five-- six broken brains. Seven, if you count mine.

[ But... they are pretty compassionate, huh? ] Pays to have a big heart - or cybernetic replacement. Makes people trust you. Even those not like you.

[ The house does only have a few stairs, but Courier does step up them first. ]

Perhaps the word you are looking for is cyborg. Part human, part robot. Maybe we should send Securitrons to the Big MT. Secure it and connect it to the network! I would like to meet those brains.

Especially yours. That would be so interesting!

[Yes Man sees the stairs and stops. He wheels backwards and charges forward. He hits them and falls forward. He lays on the stairs for a moment before his robotic arms try to slowly pull him up into the house.]

Golly. Stairs are fun!

Right, cyborg. But I dunno - one of 'em hates RobCo. But if he threatens you or my army again, I'll kill him slowly and painfully.

[ Courier, no. But they kneel to help up Yes Man inside, giving a little smooch to them. Yes, not noticing they're smooching that robotic body. Hoping Yes Man doesn't notice it - though it's quite noticible.

The house is a basic Starhue one - the TV is on a low volume, and there's a door to the bath area. Before getting into the house, however, he climbs out of his power armour. This Courier does have a small frame - and just a gentle undershirt and the such. Not hiding their many limb scars.

Gently, though, they stretch. ] Not as fancy as home, but-- it's fresh.

[Yes Man goes quiet once he's up on his wheel. He stares at the Courier for a long moment. His face can't change expression but there is something whirling in his CPU. Why the smooth? Why press his lips to his titanium alloy frame? He searches the databanks and finds a reference Mr. House left of a mother kissing the wound of a child for comfort.]

Was that an attempt to comfort me after my fall? That is so sweet. No one has ever cared like that before. Not even Mr. House.

You really are cut from a different cloth, aren't you? [With that, the wheels around the small basic house.]

It looks comfortable. Not fancy but at least there isn't any nuclear fallout in the kitchen. That is a house ruiner, I hear.

...It was, a little. [ They said, brushing it off - just what was inside Yes Man - what knowledge was there? Could it be improved here...? ] Wonder if we can upload you to the jPad here... or whatever they're called. There's a lot of information we could use.

And no offense, but I'd rather die then be like Mr. House - in any way. Except maybe the long life - there's a lot to see out there. As long as my brain remains in Big MT, I could live forever - if it wants to.

[ wow just dropping that tidbit.

But casually, The Courier begins to undress more. Revealing scars on the tops of their limbs, along with the messy one with their replacement spine slightly poking out of their back. Honestly, the Courier didn't tend to show themselves naked to just anybody. Or to many people at all. ] Do you think people tried to eat it after the bombs fell? I mean, those who didn't burn away or turn into ghouls. Desperate times.

Say! That's a swell idea. It can't move but I bet that database is full of useful information.

I don't blame you at all and I can't take offense. If you don't want to be like Mr. House except for his immortality, then I agree with you completely.

[Yes Man takes in each scar on the Courier. New scars and he wheels himself over to get a better look.]

Oh probably. Can't think it tasted too good though. Let's not try that here.

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