I was told to post more. Chapter 6: Bigots and Dashwood for Breakfast You'd think I'd feel awful and alone, but those are emotions for the weak and men can't feel. I decided to fuck up those bigot bastards in Tenpenny Tower by letting in those Ghouls who have been waiting in the basement patiently. After I hacked the terminal by punching it with my fist while screaming a war cry and beating my chest with my other fist, Roy Phillips asked me what took so long to open the door. I told that zombie freak to shut the fuck up and give me his Ghoul mask. As I walked into the tower I watched as Ghouls ripped apart defenseless people and how the guards tried to fight one last stand. I put on my Fisto! and charged into the fray punching anyone who looked at me wrong. I busted upstairs to find the Chengs cowering in a corner. I proceed to punch Irving’s body to a bloody pulp while Tiffany watched in horror and screamed for help when all of a sudden Allistair Tenpenny himself came to her rescue with Mr. Burke. Knowing I was outgunned I activated my stealth-boy, hid in the shadows, and I proceeded to silently pull out my ripper and saw Mr. Burke and Tiffany to shreds. Allistair raised his rifle to stop me but was quickly devoured by a horde of Ghouls. I took a chug of vodka and shouted how none can defeat me when all of a sudden Herbert ‘Daring’ Dashwood kicked open the door and shouted “STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM!â€. We faced each other for what seemed like moments until he began to fire at me with his shotgun. I charged, Fisto! in hand, and punched right through all his bullets and when I reached him I picked him up and tossed him off the side of the building. I then looked upon the wasteland, ripe for the picking and simply said “bitchinâ€.
