(Y/N)'s POV
Scooter: Wait a minute! Ha! Well, hang me upside down from a telephone pole, cover me in honey, and leave me to a slow death at the hands of hungry spiderants -- you ain't no Hyperion robot, you're a Vault Hunter, huh?! That's like a unicorn! Now, you gon' help us out with this Roland situation? I heard them Crimson Raider dudes talkin' about it. Roland told me if he ever disappeared, I was supposed to initiate Plan B -- or, as I like to call it, Plan Turn-this-city-into-a-floatin'-ass-fortress-of-airborne-awesomeness, ha-ha! B. I got some fuel cells around here. You'll need those - oh! And you'll need this Eridium here, too.
He gave me four eridium ingots. I started looking around his garage. It was a complete mess. I noticed some wanted posters, and i was on one of them.
Little man: What? What are we wanted for?
(Y/N): It says...Hyperion property. And the reward is...100,000,000,000?!
Little man: Damn. Good money.
I found the cells.
(Y/N): Is that it?
Scooter: Yeah, these will do just fine. Juuuuuuuust fiiiiine. Well, let's head to the center a' town and plug those two fuel cells into the ignition primers. You gon' need a third, which is why I gave you that there rid-rock. You can buy the last cell from Earl's black market. Careful though, Earl's crazy -- he ate one of my cars once. Yeahhhh. The whole car. Just... like, with a fork.
(Y/N): Uhhh, that sounds...DELICIOUS!
Scooter was staring at me confused.
Scooter: Aw, man, i'm gonna be broke losing so many cars.
I headed to install the cells.
Little man: So we're gonna make the city fly?
(Y/N): Didn't you listen?
Little man: I was thinking about the other vault hunters. Wonder when we get to meet them.
(Y/N): Wanna go and meet them after we're done with the cells?
Little man: Sure.
Timeskip after installing 2 of the cells.
ECHO-Jack: Bandits of Sanctuary: I hear a new Vault Hunter has arrived in your city. So just turn 'em in to me, and you'll be rewarded.
ECHO-Pvt. Jessup: Don't worry. Nobody's gonna turn you in. You're our only hope of stopping Jack.
ECHO-Scooter: Roland said we gotta have an exit strategery just in case he ever disappeared, hence all the fuel cells and whatnot. Bummer, though -- he really wanted to meet ya. Raiders ain't gonna last without some new blood, and given how you shot them bandits up I'd say you and blood got an extra-special relationship. Like cousins takin' a bath together. Hahaha... oh.
Little man: This man is kinda off in the head, but he looks trustworthy enough.
(Y/N): Let's get the last cell off of that Earl-guy.
Little man: Right. He's at the black market?
(Y/N): That's what Scooter said.
I had a waypoint on my map. I followed it. I arrived in front of a door and knocked.
Crazy man: Whatchu want?
(Y/N): I'LL SLAM THE ROCKS ON YOUR HANDS TO GET THE GOODIES!
Crazy Earl: Just buy somethin' and I'll toss in this crap fuel cell. Just touchin' it made two o' my fingers rot off. And I only accept Eridium -- cash is for clowns, boy! Name's Earl by the way. Where are you Skrappy? Skrappy-y-y-y!
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