Fallout 3 Character: Tennison

During her early days in Vault 101 Tennison was a Daddy’s Girl. She devoted all of her free time to study science and medicine. Being stuck in a Vault facility presented little opportunities growing up. The Overseer was dictator over everyone’s actions in her eyes. Even though her best friend, Amata, was the daughter of the Overseer, it didn’t help change how she felt about him.

Her peers called her a “goodie-two-shoes” because of her willingness to help others. This label was soon broken once a citizen of the wasteland. Upon hearing about her father’s “escape” from 101 she initially believed that someone in the Vault discovered something in his research and that he was executed by the Overseer. Tennison returned the favor and shot the Overseer in the head 3 times with his own 10mm Pistol.

Escaping was much easier than what she thought it would be. A big part of her was frustrated that she had not gotten out of that dungeon years ago. Some raiders tried to kill Tennison with knives and pipes. They didn’t know she had a gun. She killed them and took everything they had and was quickly becoming a “gun-slinger” during any moment of tension. She wisely gave up her Vault 101 gear to blend in with the other citizens of the Wastes.

Tennison quickly became a victim of the cruel reality the wastes consisted of. Only hours after being out of the vault, being scarred and confused, she agreed to use her science skills to rig a bomb to explode for some caps. The catch was the bomb was the center of the settlement town of Megaton. It didn’t stop her. She didn’t care what happened to all the people that lived there. She wanted attention, but not the “you’re the stray from the vault” type that locals gave her the first time she walked into Megaton. She wanted to give them the finger, but not just the gesture of fuck you, but to actually wipe them off the map.

Helping blow-up Megaton gave Tennison the opportunity to live in the penthouse of Tenpenny Tower, a massive building in the Southwestern wasteland. It also gave her affiliations with Alistar Tenpenny and his henchman Burke. She would do favors for the residents of Tenpenny. Most of the time it involved murder but it was justified because she was dealing with threats to the tower and residents. After all she now lived there too.

Overtime she began to steal things. Just little things like water or food, but soon she stole to sell things for money. She later started to steal just for the thrill of it, just to take something and get away with it or she would steal to feed her addictions.

Drugs and alcohol were not something widely available in the Vault. Tennison quickly wanted to try everything the wastes could offer. Since she had a very educated background in science and medicine she quickly was able to replicate any drugs she found. She became a drug chemist and was able to develop a nice tolerance to most substances giving her the maximum potency from anything she took. During any skirmish while exploring the wastes, popping a few pills and sticking a few needles helped things go more smoothly. She didn’t think it was to serious, just some Jet or Psycho could go a long way. She also sold ingredients to other drug makers.

As time passed she started to encounter lawmen Regulators who wanted to kill her. Apparently there was a bounty placed on her head. She quickly decided to prove to everyone that the bounty was a joke. She became a Contract Killer. Anyone who tried to kill her would have their ears removed and she would sell the ears for caps. In her adventures she was quickly becoming very proficient at lock-picking, sneaking around and repairing and maintaining guns. She collected a wide variety of guns and later found her science skills helpful with energy weapons.

At the end of her travels Tennison made permanent enhanchements to her body. She became part cyborg. This gave her increased survival skills in the Wasteland, but it would not save her in the end. After stummbling into her father and his former research team, Tennison had a new vision on life, help him finish his work, or die a fiends death in the wastes. She decided to help finish his work and resist any corruption from the Enclave. At the very end, in the atrium of the Jefferson Memorial Tennison initiated the grid sequence on the project purity console, thus giving clean water to everyone in the Captial Wasteland. With this, her own life was lost as she was exposed a leathal dose of radiation in the process. In legend, no one in the wastes would forget the lone wanderer from 101 named Tennison.

Excerpts of Stalingrad [ 3 ]

"...the fighting at Voreonezh was part of a phase for the Red Army of concentrating defence on cities, not arbitrary lines on the map. The new flexibility had allowed Timoshenko's armies to pull back, avoiding encirclement, but they had already been so badly mauled that on 12 July a new army group command-the Stalingrad Front - was established by Stavka directive. Although nobody dared voice the defeatist suggestion that the Red Army might be forced back as far as the Volga, a suspicion began to grow that this was where the main battle would have to be fought." page 75

"These seemed glorious days for German front-line regiments. "As far as the eye can see", wrote and observer, "armoured vehicles and half-tracks are rolling forward over the steppe. Pennants float in the shimmering afternoon air." Commanders stood fearlessly erect in their tank turrets, one arm raised high, waving their companies forward. Their tracks stirred up dust and propelled it outwards like smoke clouds in their wake." page 75

"Struck by the limitless horizon and expanse of sky, and perhaps also influenced by the sight of vehicles swaying crazily in and out of potholes like ships in a heavy swell, the more imaginative saw the steppe as an uncharted sea. General Strecker described it in a letter as "an ocean that might drown the invader." Villages became the equivalent of islands. In the sun-backed steppe, they also offered the most likely source of water. But a panzer commander might spot and onion-domed church tower in the distance, then on arrival, find beside it the rest of the village destroyed, perhaps with timbers still smouldering. Only the brick chimneys remained standing. The carcasses of horses and livestock lay around, their bellies swollen in the heat forcing their legs grotesquely in the air. Often, the only sign of life would be the odd cat, miaowing in the ruins." page 76

Beevor, Antony. Stalingrad: The Fateful Siege: 1942-1943. Penguin Books: New York, New York, 1998.

Layers

So far I have made some drastic changes. Nearly 90% of the content and posts of my blog have been deleted. What should I add next? Not really sure what direction this will go now. I know what I would like to add but contemplating if it is worth the time.

-Posting walk-through, build orders and screenshots for Age of Empires 3 seems counter productive since the base game is over 6 years old. Still enjoyable and would play today IF my Internet was latency free--HughsNet sucks! Still enjoy the content of the game so more content of it may appear.

-May post the basics of Company of Heroes which also is an older RTS game but, like Age 3, is intuitive enough to be a modern game experience.

-Might dig up some interesting history of RTS and FPS game development.

-I enjoy historical based games and, in turn, historical significance and awareness. This may provoke me to post historical connections and readings to content most likely addressed in a game, movie or show.

-May post content related to Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, and Steam.

-I was a Geography, Earth Science and Social Science student in college. News or information regarding these philosophies may be touched on time to time.

-I will NOT post any political or religious content.

-Will NOT post any agricultural content.

I have many layers [subjects] I would like to add and want to condense my labels so everything is easy to find. First objective is to not try and do everything at once.

Blog Transition

So it is a new year. I am going to take a new approach with this blog. It will no longer be agricultural related, instead it will only reflect a few nuggets of my personal interest. In the coming days and weeks I will sift out the ag related content and delete it. My new home for ag related material will be at Tumblr which will frequently be a photo blog with picture messaging while out and away from a computer. I am going to take the gloves off my Twitter feed this year as well. No more pretending, every topic is fair game; politics, music, sports, current events etc. and I plan to lay on the sarcasm. I never get reaction when I am serious so I just as well be an ass like so many others on there.

So who actually just read this post? Just say "I did" in the comments under anonymous.

This blog has been a complete failure.