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Through years of service, carrying heavy cargo back and forth through America, surviving the nukes, then a few hundred years of decay and misuse, the flatbed train car had met it's end in a cacophony of twisting metal and breaking wood from a Deathclaw's rearend. I had to grab my own tail to stop myself from spilling off the side of it as the sudden drop sent me wobbling back and forth that I thought for sure I was gonna roll away but thankfully no rolling today. Had enough of that trying to get back on my feet after the close call with the Jackal gang.
"What was that?!" I hear a gasping, out of breath voice behind me say. Seems like my incident hadn't gone unnoticed. Though with how loud it was I wouldn't be surprised if the NCR sends out a recon team or if Mister New Vegas does a report on the sound and blame it on the Boomers.
"S-sorry, ma'am. I thought that since i'd just got back that i'd get some rest back on the train and..." I say as I try to look over my belly, it heaved up high on what I can feel is, or rather was the front of the car. "Well, it gave up."
"...I can see that, sure as anything heard it too." I hear her say as she comes around to my side in a huff. "Well, it's a write off but it wasn't being used anyway. How about you? Are you ok?"
"Physically, yeah, pride? Not so much." I say as I look around for any of the techs or other followers, seems like it was a light day as nobody but the Golden Gecko was around. Well, at least I had that going for me at the moment.
"Good, good. Well then, when you can there, just move on off and i'll see if I can get some of the techs to take it to be sold off as scrap there. In the mean time, I have to go recollect my papers before the wind sweeps them away and find me another mug and coffee..." And with that, I can hear her footsteps fade off into the distance again and up into the tower.
Well, guess I gotta find another place around the train yard to stay at now. I wonder if I could stay under the tower instead...
Man, can't believe it's been nearly a year since I drew fatty deathclaw lu here! Time really got away from me with that but ey, 2021 finally got it's fattyclaw!
Fallout, Deathclaws, Golden Geckos, and New vegas belong to Bethesda Studios. The massive train car flattening ball of blubber is mine.
Through years of service, carrying heavy cargo back and forth through America, surviving the nukes, then a few hundred years of decay and misuse, the flatbed train car had met it's end in a cacophony of twisting metal and breaking wood from a Deathclaw's rearend. I had to grab my own tail to stop myself from spilling off the side of it as the sudden drop sent me wobbling back and forth that I thought for sure I was gonna roll away but thankfully no rolling today. Had enough of that trying to get back on my feet after the close call with the Jackal gang.
"What was that?!" I hear a gasping, out of breath voice behind me say. Seems like my incident hadn't gone unnoticed. Though with how loud it was I wouldn't be surprised if the NCR sends out a recon team or if Mister New Vegas does a report on the sound and blame it on the Boomers.
"S-sorry, ma'am. I thought that since i'd just got back that i'd get some rest back on the train and..." I say as I try to look over my belly, it heaved up high on what I can feel is, or rather was the front of the car. "Well, it gave up."
"...I can see that, sure as anything heard it too." I hear her say as she comes around to my side in a huff. "Well, it's a write off but it wasn't being used anyway. How about you? Are you ok?"
"Physically, yeah, pride? Not so much." I say as I look around for any of the techs or other followers, seems like it was a light day as nobody but the Golden Gecko was around. Well, at least I had that going for me at the moment.
"Good, good. Well then, when you can there, just move on off and i'll see if I can get some of the techs to take it to be sold off as scrap there. In the mean time, I have to go recollect my papers before the wind sweeps them away and find me another mug and coffee..." And with that, I can hear her footsteps fade off into the distance again and up into the tower.
Well, guess I gotta find another place around the train yard to stay at now. I wonder if I could stay under the tower instead...
Man, can't believe it's been nearly a year since I drew fatty deathclaw lu here! Time really got away from me with that but ey, 2021 finally got it's fattyclaw!
Fallout, Deathclaws, Golden Geckos, and New vegas belong to Bethesda Studios. The massive train car flattening ball of blubber is mine.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Deathclaw
Size 1280 x 819px
File Size 193.3 kB
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