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.