My name is William.H, and this is my version of Fallout Tactics - Pen and Paper Rules. This full manual has been compiled by me and me mate, Gavin Schultz. It all started on one evening, when me mate, Gavin decided to tryout Fallout in Role Playing Game (RPG) style as in using dice and all. So we tested and tested and tested. We refined lots of the rules and somewhat not. Well, then we come to a junction of difference of opinions. I wanted to make a separate version of Fallout as in Fallout and Fallout Tactics style (East vs. West). I found that the tactics rules (mostly) are very acceptable and I personally like the ruling of the armour and weapons, equipment, and etc. Anyway, we decided that we both come out with our own version of Fallout.

We share information amount each other and he aided me with some of the rules and ideas too. Most of the resources, I gain from Fallout Tactics games itself (Thank God for Fallout Editor.). Some of the rules have to be amended to suit the dice rules and so on. Anyway, here is my version of Fallout Tactics - Pen and Paper style. Here, I also like to thank Gavin and all me other mates that aided in testing and opinions that make it all possible to complete this manual. Thank you, and now Enjoy The Game! If there is any comments or opinion please feel free to drop me an email
capsule_cop@lycos.com and "PLEASE NO JUNK OR SPAM EMAIL!"

 
 

About Fallout Tactics.


Basically, this game or universe started after World War III (Nuclear Winter). No thanks to our world leaders where their brain full of nuts and greed that started the War. Where the destruction force of the nuclear war has altered the face of the earth. This is the story where the remaining survivors of the war, re-surface and try to rebuild their life. Some raised from the ashes strong, some are trying make a living, some try to live peacefully, some tried to rebuild the earth/civilisation, some have been altered by the radiation, and so on. Oh! Have I mentioned about radiations? Well, guess what? 95% of the earth surface have been are all radiated, some places may be vary on the level of radiations. All human and other races that were altered by these effects are pretty much adapted to this environment.

The Fallout Universe


War, war, never changes...

And it can be really rather unpleasant. After the bomb had dropped, toilet paper and those funny little packets of soap that you find in hotel rooms became very difficult to find. Through their military and technical expertise, the Brotherhood of Steel was able to rebuild their lives after the war. They proclaimed themselves the technological saviours of mankind, and allowed those whom they thought wise enough to join their cause.

But many within the Brotherhood were not satisfied with their isolationist policies. They sought to bring their prosperity and security to the rest of the people in the scarred lands. A group of several top-ranking members decided that the time had come to split away from their comrades. They were determined to take their skills and use them to awaken the long-dormant technologies of the ancients, in the hopes of restoring peace and unity to the country. This is their story...

Through the Wasteland


All you wanted to do was pass through this town and keep moving north towards Arroyo. Conflict was the last thing you wanted to have happen. It wasn't even your fault! …Just plain self-defense. What were you supposed to do? Let them steal your backpack and leave you for dead?

Yeah right........

You had picked up some Rad-X and a micro-fusion cell on the way here and wanted to trade up for a couple of stimpacks. Maybe even a super stim, if they had one… Instead, here you were, standing in the middle of a circle of locals, a couple of them with guns pointed at you. You could feel the tension in the air and see it on their faces. They were just looking for a reason to lash out at an outsider. The question was, how did you want to handle this? You had options… a few of them. There were a couple of women nearby that saw what went down before this crowd came. Maybe you could get them to talk to this mob on your behalf and ease the anger a bit. Out of the corner of your eye you could see a small but workable gap in the crowd… you could make a dash for it and try to get out of town in one piece. From what you saw, this place was a maze of sheet metal and junk piles. Plenty of places to hide from bloodthirsty townsfolk until nightfall…

Or you could kill them all where they stood.

The Wastes have never been a kind place. All your life, you have seen death, and even caused it on occasion. Once again, you seem to have gotten yourself into 'one of those situations'. You jammed your last stimpack into your arm, feeling the familiar tingling of the healing stimulant run up and down your spine. The natives were getting restless. It was time to act.